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🐺🦇halloween sukugo

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Something that I have noticed is I know almost nobody my age that goes to a food pantry. I know people who regularly run out of money for food and in general have to eat an unsuitable diet because that’s what they can afford and they still don’t go to a food bank, im not sure if it’s because they’re embarrassed or maybe if you didn’t grow up going you don’t know much about it but if you’re financially struggling I really recommend it. And look into other options for food assistance too like community fridges and gardens and other programs that can assist you, where I live Salvation Army pays for an allotted amount of grocery delivery for low income people every month, in the summer farmers take excess produce to the library to be taken by anyone who needs it, etc. There are a LOT of resources for free food that you can look into especially if you are literally not eating because of your financial situation

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Yuuta is the type to moan with you if you cum while he’s finger fucking you

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🟢 You are still a writer even when you haven't written in a while.

🟢 You are still a writer even when you feel like you aren't writing enough.

🟢 You are still a writer when you feel like your work isn't good.

🟢 You are still a writer when other people don't like your work.

🟢 You are still a writer when you aren't published.

🟢 You are still a writer when you only have works in progress.

🟢 You are still a writer if all you write is fanfiction.

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killing time waiting to go see a movie, so take a rin-chan doodle :D

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canon getou definitely sticks his index and middle finger in your mouth when you get a little too fussy but vamp!getou is even worse about this i think.....he's doing everything in his power to pavlov you into an oral fixation i think. he wants it to get to the point where if you're freaking out (bc he's freaking you out!!!) that him putting his fingers in your mouth basically instantly calms you down

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No I totally get you

Like kunigami probably doesn't do that slapping his dick on your face before putting it in your mouth thing because like

It has weight to it... Like one slap changes the direction of your face and he's scared one day you'd get bruised so he doesn't do it

he wouldn’t dare hit u w it for sure! he is a meathead but he would t wanna hurt you even on accident. i think he’s a little to tender about that so he usually doesn’t ask you for much and sometimes doesn’t even put it in. a lot of thigh sex which he’s really into methinks and a lot really deeply aggressive foreplay. i think when you manage to get the whole thing in for the first time without it being really tough on your body he gives u a very emotional forehead to forehead thank you

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morning

twitter/ insta/cara/ store

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Me and the bad bitch i pulled by being magnificent

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Art by Danijela Antunović

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Gojo is lonely. Not just in the big, existential sense.

He doesn’t have anyone to tell about his day. He doesn’t have anyone to go try out that new restaurant with. He has so many movies because he has no one to talk to.

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𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞

laito sakamaki x female reader

↳ warnings: 18+, nsfw, sa & trauma mentioned

a/n: i definitely spent way too much time trying to perfect this…but anyways, yay! first fic!

Desire blurs the edges of Laito’s vision as he watches you squirm and pant beneath him, obsessed with each twitch of your thighs and furrow of your brow. Weakly, your trembling hands reach out for him, seeking his comfort as you ride out the rolling waves of pleasure he provides.

He knows he should punish you for it, but, for some reason, he’s feeling rather generous tonight, taking your delicate hands into his own.

In the past he might’ve humiliated you, but the watery tears welling up in your glossy, unfocused eyes make him think twice.

Actually, as of late, he’s grown rather tired of degrading someone as sweet and undeserving as you like he’s been taught to, his heartless facade slowly melting away thanks to your unwavering devotion.

How can he go on treating you as though you were merely his prey, created for nothing more than his own pleasure? Though it makes him uneasy, his heart tells him you’ve become much more than that.

Laito gazes down at you longingly, that bright, pink blush he so loves decorating your cheeks as you whimper and cry for him.

How can he so mercilessly continue to take from you, when he himself endured the very same theft in his youth? Forced to give his innocence to another over and over until he’d turned into the very monster he once feared. Perhaps he deserved it, wretched creature of the night that he is.

But you… you are too precious, too soft, too important.

Names like “bitch” and “slut” used to fall so easily from his lips, but not tonight. Tonight you’re his baby and he wants you to know it.

His hips begin rolling into you at a torturously slow pace, your breath stuttering as frustrated tears finally spill out over your lash line and down your flushed cheeks.

It’s with a coo of endearment that the words “My poor little girl,” slip from between Laito’s lips.

The needy whine you let out in response elicits a groan of pure desire from him.

“More.. p-please…” you mumble shyly, hiccuping through broken sobs.

If his heart could beat it would be thundering.

Feeling uncharacteristically flustered, Laito rakes a hand through his tousled hair before leaning down to kiss you tenderly.

“Whatever you want, Sweetheart.”

He’s tired of taking from you, this time he’s going to give.

For the rest of the night, Laito focuses on nothing but your pleasure, determined to draw every possible sound from you.

Honoring your request, he sets a brutal pace, his hips snapping into you with bruising force as he fills you to the brim. Maneuvering you so that your knees are bent against your chest allows him to bury his cock as deep inside of you as possible, pulling appreciative mewls from your throat.

Before long, you’re a whining, drooling mess, pitiful little moans leaving you with each thrust of his cock into your sopping core. Obscene sounds echo off the walls, the air growing heavier as the heady smell of sex invades your nose.

Sensing your impending climax, Laito reaches a hand between your legs and, with deft fingers, begins circling your clit, trying his best not to get too distracted by the sight of your messy pussy swallowing him so eagerly. The sight alone is enough to finish him off, but he holds back. This is about you.

Grounding himself, he leans down to drag his mouth along your exposed neck, fangs teasing your heated skin as his breath leaves goosebumps in its wake. It’s not long before his skillful fingers working in tandem with his powerful thrusts are too much for you to bear. You can do nothing but cling to him desperately, tears blurring your vision, as you reach an overwhelming orgasm.

But this time Laito talks you through it, holding you close as he whispers praises into your ear. His hips slow to a stop as he cradles your shivering body, careful to wipe your cheeks clean and brush your mussed hair out of your face. He finds it surprising how naturally this comes to him, having repressed his instincts for so long in favor of cruelty. Maybe he isn’t a monster after all.

After a while, you come back down to earth and Laito gently lowers your legs before sliding his cock out of your abused cunt, sticky strands of slick still connecting you to him. As though he were born to, he continues to dote on you, hands gently massaging your sweaty thighs as you regain your senses, blinking owlishly up at him.

Breathless you whisper, “But what about y-”

He cuts you off with a kiss.

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asking him to get a dick cloner set and he fucks you extra hard that night just to prove a piece of silicone ( even if exactly like his own ) will never feel the same.

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end his suffering

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the overwhelming feeling of sadness sometimes when someone treats me with kindness