#/nay anon

[aspd-culture]

ASPD is not understanding why the people who consider themselves as my 'friends' try so hard to get me to feel and express emotions that i simply don't feel

I am genuinely so amused (and confused) by the absolute morons who try to provoke or play psychological games with me? What's the goal? You want to make me feel bad? Ohhh right but i surely must be the bad person for not really feeling empathy

aspd-culture-is

[ecstxsyy]

ONE & ONLY. | J. TALIS ❦

Jayce loves having you as his roommate.

based on this ask.

18+ mdni!

jayce talis x fem!roommate!reader

warnings: somnophilia, cnc, oral (m!receiving), p in v, breeding kink, size kink, jayce has dirty dreams about you.

requests for v-day event are closed!!

cupid’s candy hearts masterlist

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JAYCE LOVED having you as a roommate, he picked your brain at any given opportunity on his research. The two of you spent countless hours staying up until dawn testing out theories and calculations. The way your mind worked was like no other, you’ve helped him make many breakthroughs in his case.

The only downside was that you were all he ever thought about, you plagued his thoughts but especially his dreams. Jayce dreamt about all the things he wished he could do to you, bending you over the desk in your shared lab, eating you out on the kitchen counter, towering over your small frame while you filled you up with his cum.

His dreams oftentimes tended to run wild, his dirtiest fantasies coming to life while he slept peacefully in his bed. It often made it hard for him to look at you, knowing what he dreams about you every night.

You and Jayce had just decided to call it a night, your eyes falling heavy as your mind went fuzzy trying to read what you had just written down. You changed into your pajamas and brushed your teeth before heading to your and Jayce’s shared bedroom, your apartment was nice but the two of you together could only afford a 2 bedroom, and you needed a space to conduct your research.

Jayce was already sound asleep in his bed, snoring softly with each breath he took. You smiled at the way his mouth hung open, a silly look on his face while he slept. You crawled underneath your covers, snuggling into the warmth of your bed.

The boy in the bed next to you dreamed peacefully, his dream started normal, as they usually do. You and Jayce were working on trying to stabilize the crystals, looking through all your past experiments to determine what went wrong. Jayce was sitting in his chair, marking runes and numbers that he thought might be outliers when your hands ran down his chest.

Your hands moved down his body to his stomach, teasing the tips of your fingers into the hem of his pants.

“You’re supposed to be helping me,” Jayce chuckled, tilting his head to the side when you began kissing behind his ear.

“I’d much rather do this,” you whispered in his ear, sucking a small hickey into the skin just below his ear. Jayce let out a sigh, trying to focus on his work in front of him. This pushed you to go even further, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his slacks. You slipped his boxers down just enough to free his cock, spitting in your hand to use as lube.

You jerked him off slowly, leaning a bit further over his shoulder to get a better look at what you were doing. You twisted your hand while you moved it up and down, picking up your pace a bit more to mess with Jayce’s head. Jayce tossed his head back in pleasure, letting it rest against your shoulder.

As soon as he tilted his head back, you captured his lips in a kiss and dragged his lip through your teeth gently.

“Y/N,” Jayce moaned against your lips, your hand still working at his erection. Jayce bucked his hips into your hand, trying to get you to pick up your pace.

Little did he know, his moans weren't just contained to his dreams. You were reading through a book Jayce had just bought you from Zaun when you heard your name tumble from his lips.

“Yeah?” you asked, turning to him to see what he needed. There was no response from Jayce, just a deep grunt. In confusion, you stood up to see if he was okay when you saw it. Jayce was bucking his hips into the air, his eyebrows and nose scrunched up in pleasure with a tent poking out evidently from his crotch.

“Please don’t stop, Y/N,” the brunette moaned out causing your cheeks to go bright red, a heat spreading to your belly. You shook his shoulder gently, attempting to wake him, but Jayce continued to sleep soundly.

That’s when an idea came to mind, you slowly pulled up Jayce’s cover, trying to be careful to not wake him. You slotted yourself between his spread legs, trying to stifle your gasp when you saw the size of his erection in his shorts.

Jayce often slept shirtless, something you had to get used to the longer the two of you lived together. But at this moment, you weren't complaining.

You palmed Jayce’s cock through his shorts, his hips immediately moving to meet your hand. You giggled at his reaction and hooked your fingers into the waistband of his shorts, sliding them down his hips when he bucked his hips in his sleep.

His cock stood tall and thick, his tip an angry red color and there was a vein running up the underside of it, begging for you to run your tongue against it. You obliged to your sinful thoughts and let your tongue run up the warm underside of his cock, Jayce let out a strangled moan at the feeling.

You finally gained the confidence and took him into your mouth, sucking on his tip slowly to test the water. Jayce stirred a bit in his sleep but was still out, whimpers and pleas of your name falling from his mouth more frequently. You began taking his length in to the best of your abilities, gagging when his tip pushed against your uvula.

You started with a steady pace, deep-throating him with every bob of your head. His hips began bucking up off of his bed, making you gag louder while spit seeped out of your mouth from around him. You eased your mouth back a bit to use your hands when Jayce’s hand met the back of your head, forcing you back down all of the way on his cock.

Your eyes darted up to see Jayce lifting the blanket with one hand, his other planted on the back of your head. Jayce had a desperate look on his face, grabbing a handful of your hair to guide you up and down on his cock.

“Fuck, this is so much better than my dreams,” Jayce moaned out, letting his head fall back against his pillow. He threw the covers off of his body, letting them fall to the floor with a soft thump.

Jayce used your hair to pull you off of him, a pop sounding through the room. Before you could speak, or even think really, Jayce had you pinned underneath him. His breaths came out in pants as the two of you stared at each other for a few moments, scanning over the other's face.

“You gonna fuck me or just sit here and stare at me?” You asked with a teasing tone, placing your hands on each of his shoulders.

Jayce let out a chuckle, lining his cock up with your entrance and thrusting his thick length into you. A moan ripped its way out of you, his cock filling you to the brim. The way he hovered over you made you realize how much bigger he was than you, his broad shoulders flexing underneath your touch. He gave you a moment to adjust to his size, the way his cock stretched you stung yet also felt so good. Jayce loved how much bigger he was than you, the thought of being able to toss you around drove him up the wall.

“Holy shit, you’re so tight,” Jayce moaned, beginning to thrust in and out of you. You couldn't produce any other sound but moans, your hands pressing against his lower abdomen to slow him down a bit. Jayce slapped your hand away, tossing your legs over his shoulder.

“It’s okay, baby. You can take it,” Jayce reassured, his hands using your hips to help him pound into you quicker. Your moans raised in pitch, your brain was essentially mush from the overload of pleasure.

Jayce’s face began to turn red, sweat pooling at his hairline. You were sure you probably looked just as wrecked, if not worse. Your skin was sticky with sweat, your hair sticking to your damp forehead. You grabbed at Jayce, trying to pull him in closer for a kiss. He bent closer to oblige to what you wanted, folding you in half beneath his strong body and putting you into a mating press.

Your lips clashed together, your tongues rubbing against each other’s. The kiss brought you back to reality a bit, helping you ground yourself into your surroundings. His rough beard poking at your soft skin leaving small red marks.

“Jayce, please,” you begged, pulling away from his warm lips.

“Please what?” Jayce teased, pinning your legs next to each side of your head—Thank god you’re so flexible, Jayce thought.

“Cum inside of me,” you finally managed out, this made Jayce see stars, his jaw falling slack open. His dreams couldn't even scratch the surface of what the real thing was like.

“Oh fuck, bet you’ll look so pretty with my cum dripping out of you.” Jayce moaned, his load shooting out. His moans made your heart flutter, his orgasm setting off your own. The thought of your stomach swelling up with his baby made his head run wild with ideas for your future. The two of you rode your orgasms out together, the evidence of yours spraying across his stomach and sheets while he filled you to the brim.

“I love you,” stumbled out of your mouth, your hand immediately slapping over your mouth with wide eyes. Jayce chuckled and stroked your cheek, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I’ve been waiting to hear you say that since I met you,” he sighed, resting his forehead against yours. “I love you too.”

Jayce slid himself out of you, letting his cum ooze out while he lay his large body on top of yours. His head rested against your breasts, his hand running up and down your side. You and Jayce sat in silence for a while, the only sounds in the room being your synchronized breaths.

“Can we do this more often?” Jayce asked, drawing a laugh out of the both of you.

“I thought you’d never asked,” you said with a smile, running your fingers through his thick hair.

He couldn't have asked for a better roommate.

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[whump-in-the-closet]

What about some sweet drug induced hallucinations :0

content: interrogation, noncon drug, hallucinations, needle

"I'm not telling you a thing!" spat Whumpee, twisting against their restraints.

Whumper laughed. "I'd hardly expect you to say otherwise." They turned to fidget with something just out of Whumpee's view, something metallic, something that clicked and clattered along the table.

There was a sudden, sharp smell of ammonia and harsh chemicals.

"They all say that, to start with." Whumper faced their captive with a hypodermic needle in their blue-gloved hand. "And then they meet my friend." They squirted a small amount of clear liquid into the air, and then nodded, satisfied.

Whumpee forced a laugh of their own. "You think that scares me? A big needle? What am I, five?"

Whumper smiled, teeth razor sharp in the glinting light. It didn't reach their eyes. They stepped closer, "Don't fight it. It'll hurt less this way."

Whumpee fought it. They thrashed and kicked but Whumper merely stepped to the side. Grabbing a fistful of hair, they shoved Whumpee's neck upwards, baring it to the needle.

Whumper wiped a patch of skin clean with an antiinfectant, the cloth stinging cold.

Whumpee snarled. "You'll need more than a needle to get me to break, smartass."

Hot air brushed against Whumpee's ear as Whumper whispered, "I don't need you to break--" the needle pinched the side of Whumpee's throat, ice-cold and biting, "I need you to wish you had."

They let go of Whumpee and stepped away.

The drug hit them like a weight dropped on their chest. The pain was immediate, jagged, gnawing at their inside. Whumpee stifled a cry and slumped against their restraints. Within a few seconds, their limbs stopped listening to them and their head throbbed--pounding to a strain of music they only half-recognized, a song they should know but couldn't place.

It took all of their strength, all of their training to look up. The corners of their vision blurred, twisting into spirals that distorted depth, light, and-- and everything.

Everything.

Whumper stood in the shadows, laughing. Their face--no, their entire head-- shifted. It bloomed into the face of a deer-- a deer with bright, brilliant eyes, its stare too blank, too wide. Its horns spiraled up, up, up into razor-points, syringe-points-- dangerous--horrible.

Whumpee whimpered, drawing back.

Something rose out of the shadows with teeth and burning skin.

-- help me--

Whumper towered over them, the smell of rot overwhelming, singing Whumpee's nostrils.

Whumper ran a hand through Whumpee's hair, laughing with a voice that sounded like wind in the dead trees. "You're not going anywhere."

Something snapped, a knot unraveling in a thousand different directions-- it felt so real, so so real.

More voices. More voices joined the first, whispers curling into the chaos of the drug, pulling at the edges of their sanity.

Help--

[st4rfckerz]

it would be a sin if i didn't write something. link

mdni 18+ (arm kink, overstimulation)

"stop moving." anakin says coldly. his fingers thrust deep inside your cunt, his thrusts hard and unyielding. his grip on your hair is fierce, his fingers leaving no room for escape. he leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he growls. "see what happens when you don't behave?" his words ignite a fire within you, your body responding to his voice. your hips buck, your back arching further into his chest, your body begging for more.

"ani i can't- too much!" you babble. you try to protest knowing your body was reacting differently. anakin releases his grip on your arms, his bicep wrapping around your throat instead. your nails dig into the thick slab of muscle, leaving small marks of desperation. your body responds to his touch, your moans echoing in the room

his touch is firm and his grip is possessive. as his fingers continue their perfect rhythm, anakin's hips buck up, his cock rubbing against your lower back, his arousal unmistakable.

"no no sweet girl, you're gonna take what i give you." his lips brush against your ear, his voice a low growl. anakin's legs stay wrapped around yours. as he spreads his legs, yours follow suit, your body responding to his command.

the room falls silent except for your heavy breathing and the sounds of his fingers plunging in and out of your squelching cunt. his thrusts become faster and harder, each one pushing you closer to the edge. your moans become high-pitched and shaky, your body trembling with each curl of his fingers. your orgasm floods your senses, making you dig your nails deeper into his bicep.

"see? i knew you could do it." anakin slowly releases you from his iron grip and presses a sweet kiss to your sweaty shoulder.

[retquits]

So did you know abt Witchbrook? I love the idea of being a witch! And i wanna know if ure interested in playing it once it's released? 👀

Because goddamn have i been waiting for 8 years for this game to be released 😭😭😭

answering this one asap because i wondered if i'd be asked about it, and i've been mulling over a reply & collecting references ( ＞ㅅ＜)/ i apologize, this is gonna be much more of a reply than you probably anticipated! 🤧 if you just want to enjoy the game and the excitement of its release, please please please feel free to skip this post.

to be super transparent, i've had mixed feelings about witchbrook, but i'm cautiously optimistic. one of my random interests for years has been keeping up with general gaming news - and that being said, the 8 year development period is a warning sign for me.

the other bit of hesitance is because i've side-eyed chucklefish for a while, largely due to the news that broke about how starbound devs were taken advantage of back in 2019. now, chucklefish "apologized", but if you noticed there's no actual apology in their response, you're not the only one.

this situation struck a chord with me; for reasons i won't discuss, exploitation of labor from young, starry-eyed artists/developers who don't know any better is something i'm familiar with and against. excusing themselves with essentially "i don't have the money to pay everyone but no one was forced, there were no deadlines, and everyone was credited" is, in layman's terms, weaksauce.

additionally, in the same year for a separate game (wargroove), they also accidentally cast strictly white cast, even for poc characters, which, to be fair, they did actually apologize for.

last thing i want add is for anyone who isn't aware, chucklefish and witchbrook are in no way associated with stardew valley!! ik that was a misconception for a while, but concernedape split with chucklefish back in, again, 2019, his statement ending with: "I can also say that, both personally and in my capacity as the recent founder of a small team, I believe in compensating developers for their contributions in working on games. -Eric"

...all that to say!!! obviously things can change for the better over the course of almost 6 years - the game certainly LOOKS beautiful, and i'm sure some incredibly talented people have poured an unthinkable amount of work into it.

the gameplay didn't grab me personally, but i still hope that it came together in a way that the devs and players are happy with. maybe i'll play it someday! but i'll probably give it some time first. in closing, i encourage anyone interested to read the linked articles and form their own opinions. these are entirely my personal thoughts and observations. MWAAAH 💛

[huggywuggysuppy]

Wizard Gem is a tumblr sexyman to me (this was inspired by your post analyzing her)

mcyt tumblr sexyman discourse in 2025 I can't believe I've been in the fandom long enough to PARTICIPATE in history repeating.

Fun fact, this ^^ screenshot IS from the "MCYT Tumblr Sexyman Polls in 2 Minutes" video. I used it as a headliner title in my post to agree that Wizard Gem is for the Tumblr girlies, and proceeded to prove that thesis with 17 paragraphs of passionate ranting. And so many of the notes are "I should go back and watch emp1" "I love Wizard Gem" "she's so cool" so, really, she's even more right.

If we go by the criteria of a) unusually popular on tumblr b) sexy and c) despite source material, Wizard Gem fits! She has an inordinate amount of fanart for a 3ish year old character and keeps gaining fans as we go back and watch emp1. Gem in general is super attractive and Wizard Gem hits that "competent, witty, and delusional" sweet spot lesbians go crazy for. And she's a cubito. I'm a JoeHills girl too, but Wizard Gem might be my one true tumblr sexyman.

(Anyway if you haven't yet go read the wizard gem analysis I'm very proud of it)

[raviollies]

Why does your Inquisitor not have vallaslin? :o

Daee is half Dalish & half City elf! When it would have been time for his coming of age he was clearly torn over his place of belonging, and the keeper decided against granting it to him. He felt so ashamed of the fact, and of the reputation that would bring to his Dalish mother for raising someone as indecisive, cowardly, childish (insert 10 more self deprecating statements) as him - & just ran away, becoming an apostate for the next 10 years until Inquisition (It's how he ends up at the conclave, just by happenstance).

If he gotten it, it would have been the same as his mom, Mythals :] (yes this is dramatic irony considering the Well of Sorrows)

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

To everyone: Pineapple on pizza, yay or nay?

"Disgusting. Fucking criminal."

"Yeah, I have to agree with Vox here. I mean, I wouldn't necessarily say it's criminal, but I don't think it belongs there."

"Oh, it's delicious! The best kind of pizza, honestly."

"I do really like it!"

"It's not my favorite, but I don't really have a strong opinion on it."

"Absolutely not! Pineapple is an affront to pizza. You bring that shit near me, you're gettin' shot."

[miyakuli]

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Artist : BUDI @rladd881

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[goldensunset]

mods kill the kairi hater

[no-psi-nan]

Awwwww, thank you so much!! 🥺💜 (this is about my latest extra love stories chapter btw)

Yeah I just can't imagine Saiki putting up with bras, especially when he doesn't even have that much cake to lift hsfjdlshfks

The only thing preventing Aiura from asking him to lift hers too is the knowledge that if he gets distracted she'll have a baaad time with her bahonkadonks. Also she likes getting bras with cute patterns on them so it's worth some of the bullshit.

[ecstxsyy]

XOXO. | VIKTOR ❦

Viktor just couldn’t help himself.

based on this ask.

18+ mdni!

viktor x fem!reader

warnings: m!masturbation, p in v, riding, oral (f&m!receiving), cum eating, switch!viktor, switch!reader, viktor is a whining mess for majority of this.

requests for v-day event are closed!!

cupid’s candy hearts masterlist

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VIKTOR OFTEN found himself thinking of you with his hands down his pants, it wasn’t his brightest moment, but he truly couldn’t help it. You were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. It also didn't help that your and Jayce’s faces were everywhere, Hextech took off tremendously once the three of you launched it, and though he was proud of what you all had created; he preferred to stay out of the limelight.

You and Jayce had just arrived back at the lab with a stack of photos that the two of you just got done having taken of you that needed to be signed and sent out. You let out a loud sigh once you let the stack thump onto the desk, your back was killing you from hauling them around.

It took you and Jayce hours to finish signing all the copies of the photos, your hands sore and achy from all of the writing. Once the two of you finished, you left your stacks on the desk to be mailed out tomorrow. You both waved Viktor goodbye and started to head back to your apartment.

Once Viktor was sure the two of you were gone, he made his way over to the photos to take a good look at them. He pulled the first copy off of the stack and studied over every detail of your body in the frame, you were standing slightly facing towards Jayce so your ass was in the frame just enough for him to get a good look at it in those slacks that fit you just right. He began to feel the blood rushing from his head to the growing erection in his trousers, it was humiliating how one picture could get him so riled up.

Viktor took the photo over to his work chair, pulling his trousers and undergarments down to his mid-thigh to let his cock spring free against his stomach. He got to work immediately, spitting in his palm to use as lube. His hand jerked his cock quickly, his whines and whimpers uncontrollable as he scanned over every part of your body and face over and over again.

Little did Viktor know, you’d forgotten your cloak and it happened to be quite chilly out. You huffed and turned on the balls of your feet, moving quickly to get your things so you could go home and sleep off the day. You reached the heavy doors of the lab and paused, muffled sounds coming from the inside.

You pressed your ear to the door trying to hear what the noise was coming from, the sound of your name made you even more curious. You slowly pushed open the door as quietly as you could, seeing the last thing you’d ever expect. Viktor’s hand was strangling his cock, loud whimpers of your name falling from his lips. The part that shocked you the most was the photo, he could deny saying your name all he wanted, but the photo in his hand was cold, hard proof.

A smirk rose to your lips as you slid through the crack in the door, you crept closer slowly and waited for him to whimper out your name again.

“Yes?” you responded to his call of your name, visibly startling him from his place in his chair. Viktor scrambled to cover himself, trying to get at least his undergarments on. You giggled at his feeble attempt, moving closer to him to stop his hands.

“I- I’m… It’s not what it looks like?” Viktor said as more of a question, trying to save himself from any more embarrassment than he was already feeling.

“It’s okay, don't stop just because of me,” you said, gesturing to his erection. “I know you want to cum.”

Viktor nodded, a desperate look on his face. He moved to uncover himself hesitantly, he’d never touched himself in front of anyone before and it made him feel shy.

“Will you help, please?” Viktor asked.

“Well, how can I say no when you asked so nicely,” you said, cupping the side of his face with your palm. Your other hand moved to wrap itself around his aching cock, stroking it slowly. Viktor's hips bucked, trying to gain any bit of friction. You moved your hand from his face to his hip to pin him in place to the chair beneath him, Viktor let out a small whine at this.

“Please,” the boy begged, desperate for some sort of release. You obliged and moved your hand faster, using your mouth to suck on his sensitive tip. This drew a strangled gasp from Viktor, his moans becoming more and more frequent the closer he got to cumming.

“Look at how much of a mess you are for me, you can barely even think straight,” you teased. Viktor’s cheeks flushed red, he couldn't even open his mouth to defend himself because he knew you were right.

You finally moved to take all of what you could of him into your mouth, gagging a few times before finding a steady rhythm. Your head bobbed up and down on him, his cries getting louder. The way your tongue circled his tip made him feel like his brain was turning to mush, the only thing on his mind being to chase his high.

“Please, please, please,” He begged, his orgasm getting closer with every flick of your tongue. Just as he was about to reach his peak, you pulled off of him with a pop, leaving his tip a soft purple color.

“Why did you do that?” Viktor practically cried, his eyes brimming with tears.

“Wouldn’t you rather cum inside of me?” You asked, standing to your feet to unbutton your slacks. Viktor's eyes went as wide as saucers, his head moving up and down before he could even think. You giggled and pulled off your pants and panties, baring yourself in front of him.

Viktor stared in awe, you looked better than he could have ever believed. You were beyond flattered at his reaction, no man had ever looked at you like this before. You silently moved to straddle Viktor’s lap, sliding yourself down into him slowly while you used your thumb to wipe away the tears in his eyes.

The two of you gasped in unison, the feeling was like no other. Viktor filled you so perfectly it was like the two of you had been made for each other, his cock filling you to the brim. You sat in place for a while, adjusting to his size before you started to bounce slowly in Viktor's lap.

Viktor’s moans were pathetic and you loved it, the way he sounded like he was going to fall apart at any second made you soaked. His hands found your hips and guided you, setting you to the perfect pace for the both of you.

The two of you moaned in sync, your fingers moving to rub your clit in quick circles. You watched Viktor’s face closely, the way his mouth fell open when you swiveled your hips and the way his eyebrows bunched together when he looked to watch where the two of you connected.

The sight of your pussy swallowing him completely made his orgasm hit him like a freight train, his warm cum spurting into you for what felt like minutes.

“You did so good baby, you came so much,” you coed in his ear, stroking over his soft hair. Tears fell over the edge of his amber eyes as he finished cumming, his legs trembling beneath yours.

“Let me help you finish,” Viktor said with a frown as you stood up, “you didn’t get to cum.” You laughed and kissed his cheek.

“That’s okay, you don’t have t-” Before you could finish, Viktor was dragging you over to the couch as quickly as he could. He set his hand firmly on your sternum and pushed you back, letting you fall onto the couch.

Once you were seated, Viktor kneeled to the ground to spread your legs. Before he started, you handed him a pillow for his leg. You knew kneeling on the hard marble floors would cause him some trouble.

The gesture made his heart flutter as he grabbed your legs and pinned them to your chest, he dove in immediately, licking and sucking at your sensitive clit. The sight of his pretty brown eyes looking up at you from between your thighs nearly made you cum on sight, his tongue lapping at you quickly.

The thought of him licking his cum out of you drove you insane, your hips grinding your needy cunt against his face. Your hand found the back of his head, pushing him further into your wetness. Viktor accepted it with grace, if he was going to suffocate between your thighs he would die a happy man.

Your orgasm began approaching, your back arching up off of the couch. Your moans got louder and louder the closer you got.

“Viktor,” you breathed out, your orgasm washing over you with an immense feeling of bliss. Small trembles ran through your thighs as Viktor continued to suck on your clit, his fingers joining the assault to fill your tight hole.

“Fuck, wait, wait,” you cried out, trying to pull your hips away.

“I’ve already waited long enough for this, I’m not going to squander this opportunity,” Viktor smirked, returning his tongue to its place on your clit while pinning your hips to the couch.

You were going to be here all night.

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[chaoticher]

are you and stfumeet dating??

Omg thats a great question ahmm are we dating @stfumeet??

[st4rfckerz]

Anakin would buy you cute little plushies that you mentioned you liked, going to a little shop that sells them and picking out the one he knows you’d like best (Jellycats.). He’d put it in a little bag and leave it sitting on your bed for when you got home, waiting for your reaction.

Later on, when he’s fucking you in that same bed, he’d lean down to you and mock you about how you’re ruining their innocence and how you didn’t even have the courtesy to cover their eyes because you’re just such a horny bitch.

“Do you like that they’re watching? Is that it? Oh, you dirty girl.”

-🪩

His breath would also be coming out in huffs and interrupting his words. He’d also have that little whiny tone in the back of his throat I don’t make the rules!!!

this is so. ok. disco ball anon i love you we're making out so hard rn. also your description of anakin's voice literally made my stomach do like three flips in a row.

at first you think it's just a cute little gesture and you think nothing of it, but when he's taunting you about how you seem to like that they're watching, you can't help but clench harder around him.

he'd continue to tease you about it until you're begging him to stop.

"s-stop, don't be mean." you pout as he continues to abuse your cunt. anakin just laughs at your words.

"come on i know you like it, don't act like you don't."

[aspengenic]

I reported one of Eden's posts to the plural subreddit mods explaining who they are so I hope something is done soon. What they're doing is so deceptive. At the very least people should be made aware of who Eden is so they can choose for themself if they want to interact with them, knowing what they did

I actually had zero plans of talking about them anymore, per their request through a mutual of theirs, and because of my own reasons.

But this is exactly why I started to talk about them again and why I no longer respect them. I started having some respect, once I saw the apology and their content shifted, but this is all definitely a rebrand and them being deceptive now.

You can be a system and not be in the system community. Sure, it's nice to have community, but you made the decision to destroy that. Being mentally ill doesn't excuse it either. You made those choices. It sucks, but you did it.

And now you're trying to worm your way back into it, after you said you wouldn't, after you said you weren't making any more system related content, after you said you'd leave the community alone. Here you are, spamming the community with your posts (and yes, I have had people in my DMs saying it is spam at this point), and making system related content, and trying to sweep everything you did under a rug. You're blocking people who call your out for it in your comments so others don't know it's you and what you did.

You lost any ounce of respect I started to gain for you. Sorrynotsorry.

Three to four months is not enough time. Not even a year would be enough time.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

oh it couldn’t be more over for comic cherik… charles leaving earth without saying a word to erik (vise versa) and the 3 Rogueneto shippers going crazy over the new rogue the savage land issue mags being “pathetic and “jealous” about rogue being close with some other guy

wait now i get an excuse to share this ask ive been hoarding for a rainy day cause like The Tinfoil Hats Are Tinfoiling

Im gonna need the details on that new savage lands bit …. Ma’am i thought we weren’t doing that this run but alright…