#“if i show these guys how big of a gap there is they'll be more restrained in the future”. cuz I do. whats his deal.

[bugcatcherkit]

Man that sure is a Situation where two 14 year olds push the limits of each other’s trauma responses until they both reach extreme breaking points. and then they deal with the aftermath basically all by themselves. Isn't that super awesome and totally not kinda fucked up at all.

[missnxthingg]

𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬, 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑪𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 . (𝑺𝑴𝑨𝑼 𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵) - 𝐹𝐼𝑉𝐸 (𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 - We're close to an ending, I'm so sad 😭 Also, another big one, so don't forget to check part two and the original chapter!

original chapter | series masterlist | main masterlist | taglist | pt 2

yourusername

Zandvoort, Netherlands

yourusername Back to travelling the world! The stroopwafles were way too delicious 😋

username1 You're so effortlessly beautiful

username2 the comms queen is back! we missed you, y/n

landonorris save me a stroopwafel

↪yourusername you ate all that i had 🥺 ↪landonorris ooops sorry 🫣 ↪username3 he's so unhinged, i can't

f1gossip

f1gossip After spending summer break together, Lando Norris and Y/N L/N were seen very cosy in McLaren's garage in Zandvoort. Even though they've been best friends for years, they always prefered to not show any affection for each other during work to keep it professional. Do you guys think anything has changed?

username1 It's obvious that they've been together since Miami

↪username2 pretty rich of her to only get with him after he started winning ↪username3 A gold digger, that's for sure ↪username1 I didn't comment this for you weirdos to come and hate on Y/N. She's the sweetest and Lando really loves her.

username4 god, i hope they really are together 🥺 just look at lando's summer break pics, they absolutely love each other

↪username5 and let's pray that if they are together, that they will share it with us. so many love them together, but i think they'll keep it very private ↪username6 Lando always did that to keep Y/N and Ollie safe. He knows how things work when you're famous

username7 I'M SO READY FOR THIS

oscarpiastri added to their close friends' stories

Caption: I don't think that's very professional 👀

↪yourusername replied to your story: I'M GOING TO KILL YOU

↪oscapiastri: it's on close friends ↪yourusername: one small mistake and this would've been up the internet. as a friend AND pr, i would've murdered you ↪oscarpiastri: sorry, y/n

↪landonorris replied to your story: send it to me, mate

↪oscarpiastri: you had a better reaction them y/n ↪oscarpiastri: sending it

landonorris

landonorris Yup 🏆 More like it

tagged: yourusername

yourusename I love you, my race winner ❤ what a statement today!

↪landonorris I love you more

username1 THIS IS THE HARDEST LAUNCH OF ALL HARD LAUNCHES

username2 FUCKING FINALLY

username3 We lived to see Lando kissing Y/N right after winning with a 22 second gap in Max's home race 🥺

↪usename4 honestly, i don't think life can get any better than this

maxfewtrell Proper job this weekend brother. Put your shirt back on and stop being indecent with Y/N

↪maxfewtrell (I'm happy for you two, btw) ↪yourusername We love you, Maxie ❤ ↪landonorris Thanks, mate

username4 Gold digger 💀

↪username1 Stop it, we're not gonna let you ruin this for them ↪username2 you clearly don't know anything about them, so fuck off!

yourusername

yourusername Since he decided to give you hardest launch, here are some pics from the most amazing weekend of the year ❤ Proud of you, my love

tagged: landonorris

oscarpiastri Does this means that I can freely post pictures of you two on my stories?

↪yourusername NO ↪username1 YOU KNEW? ↪oscarpiastri Everybody and their mother knew

landonorris You make me the happiest ❤ I love you so much

↪yourusername I love you more ↪landonorris Impossible

username2 STOP THEY ARE SO CUTE

username3 mother, now feed us with all the unseen pics of you as a couple

↪yourusername Incoming...

username4 Don't you think that's a bit unprofessional? She's literally wearing a McLaren uniform

↪username5 They have always kept things professional while on the paddock, and clearly this doesn't affect his race results ↪username6 I know someone said it before, but we will not tolerate this type of comment about their relationship. Lando loves her and she loves him. Period.

username7 all of our dreams literally came true 🥺 i'm so happy

↪username8 us lando stans have never been so happy to see our boy happy

landofan

landofan Since they finally told everyone about their relationship, we rescued some pictures of Lando and Y/N (and Ollie) through the years. We're so happy to finally see them together ❤ We also want to take the opportunity to say that we fully support this relationship and that we'll not tolerate hate comments towards Y/N. It's clear that she makes Lando very happy and that this is very special to them.

tagged: landonorris, yourusername

username1 THEY HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THE CUTEST

username2 i swear they are going to have the prettiest family in the future

username3 I need a wedding and thousands of kids from them

yoursername Thank you so much for the message! It means a lot to me (and also, the cute baby Ollie pics, ty for bringing them back to me).

↪landofan OMG! tysm queen ❤ we love you together and we'll always have your back

⋘ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 // 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋙

[cybunii]

BAD ROMANCE

a/n: i have no idea how this took so long but im so glad i finished it >< hope the last bit (smut) is good, i rushed it </3

pairing: Leon Kennedy x F! Reader

cw: age difference, fingering, p in v, some mention of nicknames, porn with plot, kinda late christmas? could be any leon but i thought of di leon ヾ(•ω•`)

-

It was getting close to Christmas time, and your family’s annual party was just around the corner, in only a few days.  

Decorating was your favorite part, making sure each table was perfect, stringing lights up, and color-matching flowers down to the hex code. 

You weren’t a big fan of the people, making the same basic conversation repeatedly. Politeness was handed out to every person there, never to see them again until the next year. 

You had finished everything else, now making the personalized greeting cards. It was a nice way to see who was coming. 

Being so close to Christmas, it was nice to destress. All the last-minute essays and tests practically drove you crazy. 

You recognized a few names, adding a little more detail to them.

You came across a blank one you haven’t started on yet, the name card reading ‘Leon S Kennedy’. 

You can’t remember the last time you saw him. Being busy at college and him coming over randomly made it hard to interact at all, your dad texting you during class that he showed up. You didn’t understand why he pushed it so hard. 

Sure, he may be a good guy, but the age gap made conversations awkward. You enjoyed talking, but there was nothing in common. 

“A stern intimidating government agent and a cute college girl.”

You giggle at the thought, that sentence sounding like a bad porno. 

You continue working on the card, trying to personalize it like you had done with the others. 

A quick walk around the place and you nod to yourself, finally done with everything. 

Now to wait until the boring party, what could go wrong?

-

The days leading up to the event came and went, and the stressful day is now upon you.

You laid an outfit out the night before, almost going through every article of clothing you owned before finding the perfect outfit. 

You spun around in the mirror, checking every angle before walking out of your room and into the kitchen. 

Your mom and dad were in a heated conversation, arguing about rides and whatnot. 

You gave them a weird look and cleared your throat, making them both look at you in what looked like surprise, shock and worry. “Oh- Hey hun” Your dad stuttered out, quickly hugging you. An obvious distraction from the conversation they were just having. You stand back and cross your arms, giving him a knowing look. 

He huffs, walking over and standing beside your mom, nudging her with his elbow. She rolls her eyes and steps forward, taking your hand and sitting you down at the kitchen table. “I'm assuming you heard a good bit of that, so I'll be completely honest with you.” She sighed, her stern eyes quickly glaring at your dad. “Somebody- I wont say who. Offered to pick a few people up, so you'll have to ride with…someone else”

You give her a puzzled look, scrunching your face up. “Okay..? I can just drive there-”

“We already told someone you'd ride with them” Your dad interrupts, a guilty look on his face. You groan, placing your head in your hands, trying to calm yourself a little bit. You sigh, looking back up. “Well, who is this mystery driver?” 

They both look at each other, your mom softly patting your leg before she stands up. “They'll be here soon…”

You sigh again, shaking your head back and forth. “Very descriptive, thank you. When will they be here?” You grumble, standing up. You hear the low rumble of a car pulling up, and you can practically feel the bass through the floors of whatever loud music they are playing. 

“Speak of the devil!” Your dad cheerfully exclaims, slowly making his way to the door. 

You quickly rush up the stairs, needing to grab your bag and put on your shoes. 

You slip on your shoes and your ears perk up at the sound of a deep laugh. You hear a few laughs and three voices, your mom and dad, and a voice you don't quite recognize.  

You finish getting fully ready and crack your door open, hoping to get a small look at the mystery person.

“Hey! There she is!” Your mom yells, her tone almost demanding you make your way back down to them. 

You internally groan, taking a deep breath before you quickly make your way down the stairs. 

Immediately making eye contact with Leon as you step into the kitchen. 

Your mouth dries up at the sight of him, your greetings and perfect gestures leaving your head, making it blank. 

I mean, he's drop-dead gorgeous? You know it had been quite a few years since you last saw him, but you didn't think he could get more attractive. 

His sleek pants and black dress shirt fit him perfectly, clinging to the muscles that desperately wanted to break out. His worn leather jacket is on top of that. 

He was tall and lean. His muscled and tan frame was framed by his intense eyes and soft smile. Dark short hair, almost black. Even though he looked tough, a faint smirk could be seen playing on the edges of his lips, reminding you that there's more to this agent than his exterior suggests.

His eyes squint down at you and you get knocked out of your gaze, your eyes widening for a split second. 

“Hey, Leon! It's been a while since I saw you” You say with a smile, your normal self returning. 

He chuckles, the low tone of it surprising you. “Yeah, thought you were avoiding me,” He says, crossing his arms, his piercing eyes never leaving yours. 

You awkwardly laugh, your hand shooting up to rub the back of your neck. “Just been a bit busy at college is all” 

“Enjoying your break so far?” 

You raise your eyebrows at that question, the tone Leon used almost sending chills down your spine, in a good way. 

“Uh yeah, so far…” You mumble, your eyes darting over to your parents for a second, the look on your face begging for a little help. Your mom suddenly claps her hands together, startling the three of you. “Well, we need to go pick up some people. So we will meet you at the party, okay?” She smiles, basically pushing all of us outside. 

“Well let's get going sweetheart, don't wanna be late,” He says with a smirk, making his way over to his parked car. You hurriedly make your way after him, getting in the passenger seat after he unlocked the doors. 

He turns the car on and the music blasts through the radio, the sudden loud noise making you jump a little in your seat. He laughs and turns it down, muttering a small “sorry..” as he pulls out of the driveway. 

His brows furrowed as he flipped through the radio with his free hand, his other gripped on the steering wheel. 

He lets out a small approving noise, settling on a song that you've never heard of. 

A weird wave of tension fills the air, and both of you are suddenly aware of each other in the car. 

Trying to find a distraction, your eyes wander over to him. 

The way his arms flex when he moves, his rough hands gripping the wheel, the serious expression he is wearing as he's driving. You find yourself captivated by his every movement, the sudden dryness of your eyes pulling you out of your trance. 

He suddenly smirks. “You with me?” He teases, looking at you out of the corner of his eye.

Your face flushes, your loud and racing heartbeat making it hard to think. You shyly nod, looking out the windshield. 

He chuckles, his eyes returning to the road in front of him. 

“So, what’s so cool about this party?” 

Your ears perk up at that question, not realizing he had never been. 

“Oh, it’s kinda hard to explain. It’s just a nice get-together for the town” You say, trying to explain but still sounding as vague as possible. 

“It has food and drinks, and little things here and there. Oh, and a Secret Santa towards the end! That’s my favorite part” You smile, knowing the present you bought was already sitting on the huge table. 

“Good thing your old man told me about that part, wouldn’t want to show up empty-handed” He smirks, gesturing to the wrapped present he had in the backseat. 

You raise your eyebrows at that, not expecting him to bring anything, and also wondering what he had in that box. 

“I would ask but I guess that would ruin the surprise for later” You laugh, placing a finger over your lips. 

“Exactly” 

After talking for a few minutes, the tension almost disappeared, which made you happy. Finally talking to him made you realize what a waste it was to miss out on the other times. 

While he still had walls up and still made you incredibly nervous. His dry humor and good looks made up for all that. 

Depending on how many times you see him in the future, you think you could be really good friends.

You finally pull up to the place after what feels like hours, taking a nice deep breath of the cold air as you step out of the car.  

He leans against the hood of his car, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. “Go ahead sweet thing, I’ll just be a few” You eye him up and down, before nodding, quickly walking in the doors. 

Your eyes widen a bit, looking around at the sea of people. This has to be the biggest party yet, and it wasn’t even the correct time for people to show up. 

Your parents rush to you as you open the doors, already looking stressed. 

“We might need your help this time around, handing out drinks and whatnot” 

You slowly nod, maybe working and busting your ass for these random people will make you forget about the sweet compliments and the bad intentions. 

-

You walk around the venue for hours, handing out beer, water, and maybe kegs of champagne. 

You honestly didn’t understand how people could drink that much, but it’s not like there was a set limit to how much they could take. Your parents were also guilty of that, buying so much. 

You find your way outside, resting on the uncomfortable cold brick wall. Taking in a nice deep breath, you audibly sigh, finally taking your much-needed break. 

You may still be on your feet, but it’s a nice break regardless. 

“Tired?” A low voice asks.

You turn your head a bit, making eye contact with Leon. 

“Don’t tell me you’ve been out here the whole time” You laugh, shaking your head back and forth like a disappointed parent. 

“Nah, I’ve been in a few times. Saw you being a little waitress in there” He says, a clear smirk on his face as he exhales, allowing smoke to slowly exit his parted lips. 

“I never served you, what did you drink?” 

“Nothing, very limited choices. I’m a whiskey kinda guy” He shrugs, grinding his lit cigarette out into a nearby ashtray. 

You hum, nodding your head. 

Looking him up and down, you could tell he was that type of guy, you can’t really put your finger on the specifics though.

A few minutes pass, complete silence from the both of you. 

It wasn’t awkward this time, just weird tension again. 

“Are you going back in?” He asks, lighting up another one of his cigarettes. 

“Not right this second…” You sigh, leaning your head against the wall. 

He chuckles a bit, amused at your expression. 

“Not big on small talk, but you’re too interesting” He murmurs, sparing a small glance at you. 

“You’re not so bad, kid.” He winks, blowing the smoke out again. 

You aren’t too big on smoking but god is it tempting to start just for him. 

The way he looks at you while he blows the smoke out, makes you want to inhale anything he’s willing to let out. 

“Ah, thanks.” You say after a few seconds, deciding not to focus too much on the small name he ended that with. 

“You’re cool, I guess…” You shrug, a small smirk appearing on your lips. 

He raises an eyebrow, scoffing as if he’s actually offended. 

“Cooler than you” He laughs, rolling his eyes. 

“Yeah right” You quickly reply back, crossing your arms. 

This small back-and-forth almost makes you nauseous, if anyone else tried what he’s doing? You’d immediately walk away. 

How far could this even go? It’s wrong, but right in so many ways. 

You could fight with yourself for ages, or you could enjoy the little bit of flirting that he’s offering up. 

He seems pretty interested, and you weren’t too far off from ditching this boring party and going home with him. 

“So…” You started off with, deciding to ditch your screaming mind and go with your heart. 

“You secretly married with kids or something?” 

Leon laughs at that, shaking his head in what seems to be disbelief. “Took my ring off before I came here..” 

You shrug, making a point to keep your hands up. 

“Can’t chase after a married man.”

He hums, looking forward as he exhales the smoke again. 

The silence after is deafening, only listening to the sounds of crickets and cars in the distance. 

“You want to get out of here?”

He suddenly asks, throwing his cigarette to the side. 

-

Like you’d say no to that

-

The next moments are a blur, completely skipping over the awkward car ride and the quick fumbling to get in the door for his keys.  

Skipping when he grabs you with no effort, holding you up as he kisses you like it’s the last thing he’ll do, like a dying man’s last meal. 

Hoisting you up the stairs, and throwing you onto his bed. 

He makes a show of taking off his clothes. 

Carefully slipping off his blazer, undoing his tie with ease, and throwing it across the room. Unhooking his belt but leaving it looped through the pants, slowly pulling down his zipper, his boxers peeking through.

You watch him do everything, not bothering to take off your own clothes, but he’ll take care of that.

Leon crawls on the bed, only stopping once he’s on top of you, his gaze carefully inspecting every inch of your body under him. 

He lets out a low whistle when he’s done, meeting your eyes once again. 

“Look at you…”

He purrs, his grin now forming into a wolfish smirk.

“Where should I start first, hm?” 

His hands trail your waist, quickly making his way to your thighs, lightly squeezing them. 

He wastes no time in tearing your pants off, not bothering to even acknowledge the little sound of a rip, throwing them to the floor.

He runs his thumb on the outside of your soaked panties, smirking as he feels how wet they are. You shudder at the feeling, your thighs instinctively opening wider for him. 

“So eager for me already…”

He murmurs, placing a soft kiss on the inner side of your thigh, making you let out a small gasp.

His fingers hook around the band of your underwear, sliding them down until they are completely off, discarding them with the rest of the now-forgotten clothes. You don't care if you never see those panties again, you’d happily give them to him as a late christmas gift. 

He runs his fingers through your wet folds, coating them in slick before pushing two in carefully, his eyes watching your every reaction. You draw in a sharp breath, your hands weakly grasping onto the sheets. 

He thrusts them deeper into you, hitting spots you could only imagine trying to get on your own. It definitely feels better when he's doing it, his rough thick fingers going in and out of you, making obscene noises that could put a porno to shame. 

His thumb rubs against your clit while his other hand pumps in and out of your tight pussy, creating an intense sensation of pleasure and desire for more. 

The combination of stimulation from both inside and outside your pussy makes you feel overwhelmed with lust and arousal. Your body responds instinctively, arching off the bed as he continues to fuck your gushing cunt with his thick digits. Your juices flow freely, drenching the mattress beneath you as he fills you up completely.

“Making such pretty noises, feeling good?”

"..yeah... fuck... I need you inside of me..." You say between gasps, still trying to catch your breath as you look at him through lidded eyes, desire and lust all over your face. 

He chuckles softly, his voice deep and sensual as he pulls out of you. "Good girl," he says before he positions himself at your entrance once again, holding onto your hips tightly as he prepares to sink back inside of you. 

His cock throbs with anticipation, eager to fill you up completely once more. As he pushes forward, the head slides past your tight entrance, causing you to let out another moan of pleasure. 

The feeling of being filled by him sends shivers down your spine and makes every nerve in your body tingle with excitement.

Leon smirks down at you, his eyes burning with pure lust as he watches your reaction. 

"You like that, don't you?" he asks, his voice low and gravelly as he leans down to place kisses on your neck while he fucks you effortlessly.

His hips move rhythmically, driving his cock deeper into your cunt with each thrust, filling you up completely.

The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air as he fucks you relentlessly, his powerful movements causing you to stretch and clench around him. You can feel the heat emanating from your core as your body tries to accommodate his size.

"..fuckk....." You moan, unable to contain yourself as he drives himself even further inside of you. "I'm so close... so fucking close."

But before you reach your climax, there's still more for him to do. 

He continues to pound away at your cunt, pushing you closer and closer to the edge until you are on the verge of exploding with pleasure, having to chase his own high while he focuses on yours. 

The intensity builds up as he works harder and faster, pushing himself towards his own orgasm while trying to please you. 

His balls slap against your thighs with every powerful stroke, as he tries to bring both of you to climax together.

"..fuck, pretty girl takin me so well...." 

He grunts out loudly between breaths, as he feels his own arousal building up inside him, he tries to maintain control over his ejaculation, but it seems like it's becoming difficult for him to do so. 

"Gonna cum soon..." he growls, reaching down and gripping your hips tightly. “..bury it deep inside you..bet you'd like that,” You eagerly nod in agreement while trying to rock your hips against him.

Your lidded eyes are locked onto his, and you can see the desire burning within them. With one final push, you let out a drawn-out moan, signaling your own release.

Meanwhile, Leon feels the telltale signs of his own impending orgasm as he watches you ride out your own pleasure, and he releases his own load with a grunt, burying himself deeper into you as spurt after spurt of thick, white cum shoots into you. 

The moment his cock finally stops pulsing and releasing its load, he gasps heavily, pulling out of you slowly while looking at you intently. 

He looks relieved, but also satisfied as he looks at the cum flowing out of your wet cunt, slowly pooling beneath you.  

"You look so hot right now," he suddenly says, his voice barely above a whisper as he runs his hand through his disheveled hair.

Leon stares at you for a moment longer before settling in next to you, kissing you gently on the forehead as he pulls you against him.

"Mmm...who would've thought the party ended this way…" he whispers softly into your ear before planting a series of tender kisses along your jawline and down your neck.

"This is definitely not how I imagined things going tonight," You admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "But I must say…I'm really enjoying this."

He pauses and looks at you with an arrogant look. “Oh really? I couldn't tell” He mumbles, a clear smirk on his face.

- 

The back and forth lasts for what feels like forever, finally falling asleep hours later. 

You may have ignored cleaning up and telling your parents where you were, but you'll deal with that tomorrow. 

But right now?

You'll enjoy peacefully sleeping in his arms. 

-

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[fartcushion]

Lockdown Bubble - Part 2

The next day I came downstairs before Antony and made breakfast, sittng at the table with my back to the counters and munching away as he walked in. "Morning" he said cheerfully, and I waved a response while swallowing a mouthful of cereal.

"Morning, got anything planned today?", and took in another bite.

"Not really. Weekends aren't the same during lockdown. Day in front of the TV again I guess" he replied busying himself behind my head making his own breakfast. As he bent down to get the milk he let out a short fart. "Oh excuse me! That just slipped out".

Desperately trying to swallow the cereal before I retched it out from the smell, I leaned as far away as I could get. "Oh man, not another one, why do your farts smell so bad?"

"My diet isn't that great" Antony shrugged, then gave his belly a jovial wobble as if to emphasize the point. "If you think my farts are bad, just wait until I've done one of those home work out vids. Now they build up a sweat"

"I'll stay clear of that then until you shower!"

"Who knows, might be something else you learn to love. Like my farts", and that devilish grin returned.

I turned around to deny that I would never, but realised too late the huge mistake it was. Antony had purposely bent forward on the counter with his ass aimed directly at my head in hope his bait would work. As I turned to face him he released another quick airy fart right at me.

Ppfftt

Antony was beside himself laughing. In disgust I shot out the chair to wash my face in the sink. "Omg, so gross!"

"Aww I'm sorry, I was just having a laugh. Didn't mean to get you right in the face. Good job your mouth was closed ay, otherwise you'd have been swallowing last night's dinner again". He chuckled as he sat and ate his breakfast.

I finished drying myself and sat back to finish breakfast. "I'm beginning to think you have a thing for farts the way you keep subjecting me to then"

Antony chewed in thoughtful silence for a moment before responding, "nah, not the farting itself. I just aren't bothered by them like you are. But what I do like is humiliation, subjecting others to it. Like some people love having their feet worshipped, I don't care about it particularly, but if a guy hates feet then that's what I want them doing. I get off on that power". I was stunned by the honesty.

"That being said I am also very good at figuring out what someone truly desires. So either my farts will be a good punishment for you, or they'll be something you secretly crave". And he carried on eating as if he hadn't just dropped a bombshell.

"I can guarantee that I do not want your farts, they're certainly not my thing. And I'm not a big fan of feet either come to that matter"

Again Antony smirked while finishing his cereal. "Dont worry, we will only be vanilla then if that's what you want. I just thought last night you said you would be an obedient slave"

I felt oddly insulted. Was I vanilla? Surely there was a large gap between just wanting to suck a cock or sit on a dick, and having to be subjected to Antony's gaseous assaults. And I was ashamed to admit it, but every time he called me a slave I could feel my dick start to throb. Maybe I could help satisfy his need to dominate without going too far.

"I'm not vanilla! Just maybe you're a lot more experienced than me. I want to please, sir". I paused while giving an innocent doll eyed look, "but maybe, don't be too mean?"

"Of course not, wouldn't want you leaving here. And as a show of good will, how about you suck my cock?" Antony offered.

I felt relieved. It was stupid, but I didn't want to be boring and we'd both said how much fun being a bubble with benefits would be so I didn't want to look like I was bailing on it.

I pushed my chair out and slid under the table. Antony opened his legs so I could get at his crotch. He was wearing the same boxers as yesterday having not changed. The smell of the sweat from the night's sleep and a bit of dried cum was noticeable. Again I didn't want to be a buzz kill so without I protest pulled his fat cock out of the flap. Once in my mouth it started to harden and I began to work it.

Antony leaned back looking under the table at me slobbering on his cock. "Oh damn that feels good. Though I forgot to warn you that I needed a piss..."

My eyes must have shot open in terror. But before I could pull away Antony had slid his large hand to the back of my head and I felt a hard grip hold me in place.

"...I'm kidding! Would I do that to you? Keep sucking on that cock bitch, don't you dare stop when it feels this good"

The grip didn't let off but I felt reassured enough to carry on. Humiliation was one thing, but he wouldn't force me drink his piss surely.  His hand forced me down so the cock was slamming the back of my throat, and he began convulsing in the chair as he came. I swallowed quickly as he held me there for a minute before letting him go, making sure I got every drop.

"Ah, what a way to start the day. Think you can manage that as your new morning routine?"

I scrambled up off the floor. "Erm, yeh I guess, might be in a rush for work if you're not up early enough".

"Ah don't worry, I've got an idea for that". Without further comment on the matter he went to watch TV. I stood there for a moment. Unsure what to make of the morning. I was also sad that I'd not been given chance to come. I did consider excusing myself to go have a wank. But thought best save it. If I didn't want to look frigid, or vanilla, I'd want to stay horny. But how hard could it be to please Antony's needs?

[mashiraostail]

Hi there, I was wondering if you would write some vlad, Kugo, and hound dog x fem reader with nipple piercings and how you think the guys would feel abt them, if they like them or not and if they play with their nipples more because of it I love your writing btw 🖤

I'm gonna start going through old asks but feel free to send new ones! I have mine done and they certainly slay. I did also spend the past two years getting crazy body mods and making myself unemployable hehehe idk what this phD is even for because I'm big time tatted up.

I wanted to start with my best boys (esp Kugo :3) and some headcanons. I've been rewatching the show which is what made me think abt and miss the blog a little. Idk if the demand for MHA content is still there so I'll probably make an updated post with other shows and media I enjoy (big Bauldr's gate rn!!! yall already KNOW who it is.) NSFW under the cut!

Vlad: *I think he would be the least surprised upon noticing them. He's maybe seen them on other partners, or just is familiar with the concept. *the first time he notices them through your shirt probably went something like this: You're fresh out of the shower, pajamas sticking to your still damp skin as you pop into the kitchen for a drink. The relationship is new, and he's still in awe of you. He's always eyeing you in an appreciative way, especially when you're freshly showered, his eyes climb up your exposed legs shimmering from your body lotion, to your stomach and waist, and of course to your chest. Usually they'll slide up to your shoulders and linger on your neck and the cut of your jaw, but today they stop. Your shirt was smaller than usual, and of course it complimented your chest but there was something else. "What?" You pull the bottle of water away from your lips, "do I have toothpaste on me?" "No." He shakes his head, "no you don't." You cap the bottle and shrug, starting to walk by him, "I'm gonna go watch the-" Before you can get by him he grabs you by your arm, "what is that?" He's looking at your chest again. "My boobs-" "No I know." He looks up at your face, "are those your-" "Oh yea. I guess you've never seen them like this before huh? You can see them through a tight shirt." He's blinking, he's taking it in. All you can do is laugh, "go ahead." "No I'm an adult. I don't need to squeeze-" "It's fine, go ahead." You bridge the short gap between your lips and kiss him, holding him by his jaw and pressing the full weight of your body against his. After the fact he might be slightly apologetic for getting worked up so easily. *H's probably the most delighted by them too. I feel like he's just a horny guy, he's easily worked up, his brain always goes right to the wrong place. *Wearing a baby tee with no bra underneath so he can see them prominently will drive him up a wall. *He might get used to it with time, but all you have to do to hook him in is lean over the table at him, get him to look a little too long and he'll be bent at your will. *He loves them, he loves when you change the jewelry, colorful rhinestones, short chains, or captive hoops are all equally enticing to him. Red is his favorite on you though. *He'll lavish them with attention in bed, especially when he's going down on you, one of his hands is always occupied. If you're especially sensitive you'll need to tell him. *He likes to use his mouth too, the metallic taste on his tongue paired with the taste of your skin is a huge turn on for him.

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Kugo: *Most perplexed. He's probably not encountered them before. Show him the ropes, let him know they help rather than hurt and he'll be good. The first time he sees them he's going to have a lot of questions: Honestly, getting into a car and going home with Gang Orca was not necessarily in your plans for the evening. If anyone asked Kugo, taking home a random reporter was also not like him at all, in fact he had never done it. Maybe it wasn't fair to call you random, he had your phone number, you'd met before, you even had a friendly and slightly flirtatious banter. Maybe you had been sending him signals all along, maybe he had failed to pick them up, until now. He doesn't even get the chance to ask you if you're sure about this, if you want to sleep with him, if you'd been hinting at that this whole time, because you're straight to business as soon as his front door closes, climbing him like a tree. He guesses you were sure. Your excitement was contagious, you were handsy and giggly tugging him further into his home. You end up ontop of him, stopping your assault of kisses to sit up around his waist, "hey are you sure you want to..." You trail off, hands at the hem of your shirt, "I won't be offended, I was probably coming on so strong this whole time." You laugh a little but Kugo shakes his head, "take off your shirt." Your sweater flys off, something about the fact you've been bare skinned under that sweater all night makes his stomach warm with arousal. His eyes catch two shiny, metallic adornments. He reaches up instinctively to touch them. One hand still holding your waist. Your gasp makes him pull back. "Sorry does it-" "No it doesn't hurt." You catch his hand before he can pull it away any more, "the opposite." He spends most of your first sexual encounter fixated on them, licking, brushing his fingers over them, squeezing and so on, but you don't mind. *That being said he'll grow to love them as well. *Especially enjoys seeing you touch them in bed. *If you're riding him he won't be able to keep his hands off though. *Doesn't have a preference for jewelry, but if you ask him to pick you out something he'd secretly be delighted, he'd probably pick a barbell with some small charms on the ends, maybe hearts. *Lowkey already a huge boob guy so they just draw more attention to what he likes!

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Hound Dog: *Mostly indifferent, doesn't get the point. *Until you're fucking, then he gets the point, then he likes them. A lot. *He doesn't avoid them during sex but he doesn't give them special attention either until one specific night: You're in missionary below him, his hands are holding onto your waist as his pace increases from dizzying to bruising. He likes to watch your face, your furrowed brows and the way you draw your lips between your teeth drive him nuts, it's almost impossible to get his eyes off. He'll let his gazy flicker downwards though, he likes your body almost as much as he likes your face, seeing the bounce of your stomach or the way your thighs shake is also rewarding for him. Today he stops on your chest though, bouncing to his almost abusive pace the dim light in the room catches on the jewelry, it's tantalizing, begging to be touched. When he ducks his head down to roll his tongue over one the moan you let out and the way you say his name would have probably made him cream his pants honestly, and the cherry on top is the way you hold the back of his head, practically burying him in your chest. Safe to say he gets the appeal after. *Lowkey likes rings better than barbells, he'll start to gently tug them, enjoying the way it makes you buzz. *Likes to pick jewelry out for you, for all your piercings, wants them all to match!

[joethetoonfanandoutcast]

Four Reasons I Don't Support Suki x Marcus

There is another Sing ship involving the Saluki which I can't stop thinking about or continuing to be tortured by: shipping her with Johnny's dad!

These words cannot escape my mind from the video of Illumination taking risks: "The company is 'going to have to evolve. We can have a commitment strategy to movies as a cinema-going experience and we can layer other business on top of that. There are topics of conversation right now that are very relevant to what we're doing in the future that get into areas that potentially might not please everyone. I think you have to honor the stories that you tell, honor the choices that your filmmakers make, and you have to be willing to not have everybody pleased all the time."

And since high-grossing franchises are constantly milked, that means they'll need new stories and new material, including ones that fans aren't doing yet. Plus, as Illumination insists on animal behavior, it makes sense for a gentle giant like a gorilla to be protective towards a Saluki, one of the most timid dog breeds of all, so that's one "open-minded/I'm not a judgy bastard who should be sentenced to damnation" perspective, and yet, I can't stand the idea of them being romantic partners any more than her and Jimmy being romantic partners.

Here are the four reasons:

1. They've too big an age gap

Okay, Suki is either in her 20's or early 30's, and Marcus...well, most of the characters' ages here aren't clear, but I assume he's in his mid-40's or 50's. And I realize that Sing lacks pairings with the man being two-three decades older than the woman and "HAS TO BE relevant to real life in all ways", but do they really need that? And yes, Johnny could have a stepmom in his life, but does it have to be a woman close to HIS age?

2. They lack the chemistry

Seriously, who thinks Chelsea Peretti and Peter Serafinowicz would have any chemistry?

3. It spells old-fashioned stereotype

I know strong men would be a good shoulder for tough women to be there as a shoulder and make them feel stronger and make them feel more human, but does it have to imply the strong man is as strong as one of those weight-lifters at the circus? Skinny guys can be strong in some way too. And a lot of women today aren't interested in beefcakes, which brings me to this reason:

4. It destroys her better judgement

In her first few minutes of the film, she comes off as this pretty-dresser who comes from the squeaky clean big city and is hard to please (FOR ENTERTAINMENT, btw!) and because she's a lackey for someone muscular and well-dressed (Jimmy) and is loyal throughout the film, due to dogs being loyal, until she betrays him, everyone just automatically assumes she only likes high-quality individuals as much as high-quality shows. Shows and individuals are two different things. Why throw it away other than just to make Ash, Meena, Rosita, Nooshy, and Porsha the girls you want to like that aren't picky?

She has potential to be liked by someone not taller than her and for her to reasonably like them back. That's realistic and not as superficial.

And I can stand the idea of Marcus finding someone to replace Johnny's late mom, just not if it means destroying the mentioned potential Suki had with other characters, or better yet, maybe not have Johnny's mom dead after all. Incidentally, what is it with Illumination and not having characters' spouses present? Marcus, Jimmy Crystal, Clay Calloway (that I can excuse), and we cannot completely conclude that Buster's mom is dead too.

I seriously hope Illumination doesn't force them into being so. I can handle it being done in fanfictions, but not in actual canon because that means they'd have to be canon in every universe (like how Mickey and Minnie are a couple in every universe and so on with other cartoon couples).

[greysith]

001

We start with three players:

Fasat Ek-Wando, a Natani. The Natani are a culture the player wrote up himself. They're Force users, more like grey Jedi than anything else, striving to be Just, but using both sides of the Force.

Vosh Xixus, an Imperial Redguard recently ejected from cryosleep & going through some major culture shock because the Empire is NOT in control and there is NO Sith Lord for him pledge to.

Dando Regina Haine. (Me!) I was trying to be obnoxious when I told the GM I wanted to be a princess. She's kiiinda equivalent to one -- her dad is a Moff in the Imperial Remnant, and he controls the Dantooine sector.

We have to jump directly into the game before we can get into ANY of Regina's backstory. Session one, we're on Dantooine. It's noted in A New Hope to be really remote, and other materials note it's mostly grassy plains, hills, rivers... tbh it makes me think of the English/Irish/Scottish countryside and I am in love with it.

And Dantooine is attacked 🙃 Immediately 🙃 By an unrecognized fleet that doesn't identify itself, just complete radio silence. Regina's mom is an admiral -- she's on the front damn line.

Regina's just hanging out at the starport cantina when all this happens, and Sar just rocks up with a squad of Storm Troopers. He grabs the first pilot he can get his hands on, grabs two people that look martially capable (Fasat and Vosh) and pays them all EXORBITANTLY to get Regina off the planet.

Dantooine's comms are being jammed, they can't get word out. Primarily Sar wants Regina away and safe but secondarily, he wants to her to speak out, warn their allies, bring back help.

The pilot's name is Dart Sethyl. (We were IMMEDIATELY making jokes about him being a Darth, and scrambling the rest of his name. GM just sigh sigh sighed.) His copilot is an assassination droid that tells us he would absolutely murder Dart if it weren't for the restraining bolt and restrictions in his programming. The droid's name is IG-274 and we just call him G.

The two Storm Troopers that go off with them are Jen and Zax, and they are Good And Loyal Boys. I don't remember how it started, but everyone started referring to them as Harem Troopers lol

Yavin4 is close to Dantooine and Regina goes there first. She doesn't think the Jedi will help her, but she doesn't think they'll deny her resupplying there. For SOME REASON, the Jedi do not like Vosh.

The Jedi know that Regina is Force Sensitive, though. They've been interested in training her since she was like five, but this is the first she's hearing about it. Her parents refused to let her go, and never really told her about it. When she shows the barest interest in learning, but says she really really needs to travel, the Jedi are like "Would you like a teacher? We can give you a teacher. Would you like to take this teacher? Please take this teacher." Soooo when we leave Yavin4, we are joined by the Ithorian Jedi Consular, Kada Habat.

Imma be honest, I was not the best at keeping game notes at the time. There are some gaps and leaps of logic I don't follow anymore. We went to Tatooine, but I don't know why. There, we get waylaid by Jawas and my next note is "Jekjek joins the party." He speaks Basic, and he thinks he's a droid.

AND THEN WE'RE AMBUSHED BY A SITH! The SITH are the ones attacking Dantooine. There's a fight. He threatens us that the Sith are everywhere, they have assassins everywhere, assassins will follow us, work with us, and eventually, we will become assassins. The group fights the assassin to the death (Regina is Not good at combat oh my GOD) and they find a holocron on him. Vosh is like "Ooh, neat! You should have this." And gives it to Regina.

Vosh is the Funny Guy with Invader Zim humor, but he spends the ENTIRE GAME trying to CORRUPT REGINA TO THE DARK SIDE. We're never sure if it's because he's into her? Or if he thinks it's funny? Or if he's just evil? He is ALLERGIC to straight answers.

Regina's big skill is Force Sense, and with Kada she's learning to hone that in to listen to peoples' surface thoughts. This holocron has Bad Fuckin Vibes and she tries to ditch it in the desert. Freaked out by the Sith appearance, the party decides to go back to Yavin4 and NOW beseech the Jedi for help. Somehow, before we leave, a guy sells Vosh THE SAME HOLOCRON REGINA TRIED TO DITCH. There is NO WAY the guy found it in the desert AND got to town before them, and the odds of him giving it right back to Vosh? The Bad Vibes are exponential.

Thus begins Regina being haunted by holocrons. We aren't sure if this thing is breaking physics with the Force?? Or if Vosh is fucking with her?? Vosh intentionally meditates with the thing and speaks to Sith Lord presence in it. Regina tries to break the thing. She gets everyone to try. And then it OPENS. Regina runs out of the room, but Fasat chats with it. The Sith Lord wants to talk to someone Force Sensitive, and even says, "Either the pilot or the princess." And since the Princess ain't doing it, the pilot is voluntold. It's all but spelled out that this Sith Lord is our game's Big Bad. he wants to control the universe. At LENGTH, Regina gets G to hide and lock up the holocron.

When we show back up on Yavin4, everyone is just??? Gone??? A 14 year old Padawan named Jee-la approaches us and says all the Jedi masters were called to fight Mandalorians shortly after we left Yavin the first time. There is one master left behind -- the Rodian Jedi Knight, Deego. I thiiiink something happened to Kada when we were attacked by the Sith assassin, but my notes don't say anything except he finally wakes up here.

We learn about Kada's Master, the former Grandmaster Kethir. Kada and Kethir have been cloning themselves and importing their memories into those clones for THREE HUNDRED YEARS. The current Kada is a perfect clone -- and the 5th iteration. We manage to fix the gaps in Kada's memories. Oh! His mind got scrambled because of the holocron. 😬

This was so dumb xD Fasat came up to me first and gave me a pink lightsaber. Vosh got all uppity because he was gonna do the same thing -- so Regina ends up with two pink lightsabers, a full size and a short size. Then we're like "okay we're supplied up, I guess we're taking this Padawan and her Drunken Master guy with us." Jee-la and Deego join the party. We head out to Nar Shaddaa to hire some Hunt Saboteurs, hoping they'll be useful in protecting us from Sith assassins.

We don't know HOW it happened because Regina can sense lifeforms and Kada can sense Sith specifically, but we are attacked while we are IN HYPERSPACE. MULTIPLE Sith got onto our ship, and while we're successful in defeating them, one may have remained hidden?? Kada is found the next morning, decapitated in his bed. We know it was done with a lightsaber. We don't know who did it. Regina scours that ship from stem to stern and doesn't find anyone that isn't supposed to be there.

We land on Nar Shaddaa. Dart has a house here, and we intend to hide out there except Dart discovers a plot to kill his ex-wife . Her name is Fira, and she's the current. Fucking. MANDALORE. So we run out to save her, exposing her current husband as a conspirator, and she THROWS HIM FROM A BUILDING. He survives, we have to fight him, he has a lightsaber and he's SITH!! This is a multi-branched conspiracy and we have no idea what the hell is going on. They're going after Dantooine, Regina, Fira, and the Empress -- who we found out is also hiding on Nar Shaddaa! Fasat recognized HER Natani bodyguard, and Empress Sasha Besseme has supplies from Sar Haine to pass on, plus a datapad with a message from him.

⏸️ We've been playing this game once a week for a couple months by this point. At no point have I discussed Regina's backstory with anyone, because everything I had was already in the game. Grew up on Dantooine. Dad's a Moff. She's Force Sensitive but went to military school. GM supplied her parents' names. I didn't have anything else.

▶️ Sar's message to Regina confirms some of what they already knew -- it's Sith attacking Dantooine. He warns her to stay out of Imperial space. They're waiting for the Republic to attack, and then they'll try to evacuate. But Regina's best friend Deena has disappeared and they worry she's been kidnapped. Enlin, Regina's potential fiance, the guy Sar has been pushing her toward, made it off the planet a couple weeks ago and is looking for Regina, swearing to protect her. Oh, and Regina's (ex?)boyfriend Jeren is with him. He has NOT been dead these last two years, like everyone thought.

I was like WHAT THE FLYING FUCK! The other players thought I was flipping out in character because hey, best friend missing, fiance being reckless, ex-boyfriend alive, and yeah fair valid but all of this was NEWS TO ME AS A PLAYER, TOO! I have a bestie? Fiance? DEAD EX BOYFRIEND ACTUALLY ALIVE? GM has NEVER blindsided anyone like that again lmao but I am a goddamn champion because when he tried to take it back I rolled with it like NO THEY'RE MINE NOW lololol

I can still watch this whole scene in my head lmao. There was a bit of a delay for Regina getting this message. Enlin's a computer engineer. He's tracked Regina down. Enlin and Jeren show up at Dart's door the very next day. Regina panics and tries to hide, but it's so beyond useless. Dart's just like "yeah, she's here -- Hey RegINA!" Is he clueless? Is he an asshole? The world may never know.

Soooo Regina grew up with Enlin, and he's been crushing on her since they were kids. He's sweet, but he's got some self-esteem issues. They were friends, but he never asked her out. Jeren's from Naboo. The short version of his job is he's basically a zoologist? He was working on Dantooine for Regina's parents when he met Enlin and became friends with him. Hanging out with Enlin, meeting Regina was inevitable. And Jeren is capital-B Bold. He was a relentless flirt, and it flustered her so so badly. Enlin and Jeren had a half-joking competition over her.

Regina was attracted to Jeren from the start, but he was her parent's employee and her bestie Deena was ALSO super into him. She resisted him a long time, thinking he'd give up, but he just fell harder. They did end up together. It drove an awkward wedge between Regina and Deena, but Enlin and Jeren stayed best bros.

The thing about Jeren's work, though, is that he travels a lot. He tracks animals, rehomes them, rehabilitates them, studies and advocates them. Aaaand one day, two years ago, he just didn't come back.

Like, complete, uncharacteristic radio silence. Regina contacted his mom, and mom said he was dead. And now we're here on Nar Shaddaa! He's not dead! Him and Enlin want to join the party and protect her from whatever is going on! Just tell them what to do!

She refuses to let them help. She doesn't want to get them killed -- she has literal assassin wizards after her and she doesn't even know why! She's got Fasat and Vosh, they're capable bodyguards. Enlin, he's not a front line fighter. He's most effective behind a keyboard. Jeren knows his cultural martial art (Echani) but he's a pacifist. He's vegan. He's the most peaceful person Regina knows. So, no. They can't come with her.

As she's trying to send them away, Jeren stops, determined to explain himself. He didn't leave her, like he can tell she was afraid of. He did die, technically. He had a horrible accident and was grotesquely impaled. The only reason he lived was because Ithorians found him and provided drastic medical attention, but it took a long time to heal. A section of his spine has been replaced with cybernetic prosthetics, and it took a long time to adapt to it and recover his strength. He still loves her. Deadass, I looked at GM and said, "I mourned you. I moved on. I don't know how I feel now." And every single person in the room winced.

It so very very obviously breaks his heart, but he accepts this. He leaves with Enlin. But see, the near-death experience has put him in Absolute YOLO Mode. He will not live with regrets, he will put his whole back into everything, and he will win Regina back. And Enlin will help him. (Enlin's like, man, I kinda still like her, do I have to-- you're already walking away. Damn, damn, fucking okay...)

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[dalekofchaos]

#AEWWomenDeserveBetter

I don't like how the AEW Women's Division is treated.

It seems like women are a token afterthought in general. Give them 1 seg per show and they feel they've "ticked the box" that women are taken care of.

It's telling that when they have gaps and a need for filler, they pull out weak undercard men and give them more time- often unsigned talent- instead of giving the women a second match or some stories. Last year (late spring/early summer) the top of the card was mostly injured or out. MJF was doing his contract walk-out "fire me you fucking mark" thing, Danielson was injured, Kenny was injured, KOR got injured, Adam Cole got injured, all these things happened within like a 2 month span. That was the perfect time to say "let's give the reigns to the women" and push them. Instead, it was same old bullshit- 1 match at 9:17 pm then they'll bring out an unsigned indie guy for the main event... it's like they can't even fathom pushing women.

I believe that if all the regular AEW men died in a tragic accident today, this Saturday's Collision would be filled with indie men's talent and new hires because heaven forbid they gender swap a story and make an attempt at pushing a woman. And I'm not like the big "cape up for equality guy" or anything, I'm not blind and I can see that some of their women need development; but I also see that they'll let Jungle Boy stumble awkwardly through promos, and Hobbs, and Wardlow, and the Martin bros, keep giving them chance after chance to improve. QT Marshall never struggles to get a TV spot. (I like all these guys except QT by the way.)

I just notice that the same opportunity doesn't make its way to the ladies' roster. It's really hard for them to keep heat when Statlander gets a match then needs to sit on ice for 2 weeks so Ruby can get 1, then Britt can get 1, then they have to sit on ice for 2 weeks so that Willow can do something, or Taya... I mean, I saw Jeff Jarrett on my screen every single week for 6 months. You can't squeeze in time for a Hikaru Shida, a Serena Deeb, a Nyla Rose, a Yuka Sakazaki? They make their best effort to put even the worst men in a position to succeed; but with women, you have to be twice as good and work twice as hard to get half the TV time. Then they blame the woman for not being over enough.

[jaywritesrps]

Ashlyn is considered a joke around woso now, and in the Gotham FO in particular. They tried to help her bridge the retirement gap and offered her a new, made up job just to keep her around and employed. And how does she repay that? She ghosts from her job all last summer as she followed Sophia around, and then filed for divorce, with the news breaking the last week of their regular season game, as they’re trying to make a playoff push, and completely blindsiding their captain and almost retiree. She knew exactly what she was doing. Gotham owes her nothing. And they were even nicer than they needed to be by letting her claim her job title for months after they fired her. It would be completely ludicrous if they showed up to this game. Current players do not want or need that distraction, and given that Sue will also be there and playing a big role in the day, they don’t need more queer representation. Sophia showed up to AC opening game, and I’m guessing that will be the extent of her involvement this year. Lots of the AC investment group + players: Glennon/Abby, Foudy, mia, Merritt, Ali r, Syd- they all have openly supported Ali and not trAsh/SB. They burned so many bridges. Their time in the soccer world is over.

Honestly, one of the things that got my attention to this story was cause I really didn't understand why woso players were acting like this, cause even if there was cheating, like Long cheated on Batista with a married guy and everyone is still friends with her, it made 0 sense to me. Until I heard some stories about woso players' relationships outside work and understood why. This whole thing was just the last drop for them, cause they simply couldn't stand her cause she is really annoying and insufferable. You know that person at work who thinks they're the funny one, but you laugh at their jokes in the hope that they'll go away to annogly someone else? It's her.

About Gotham, that office job was part of their retirement plan when they offer the transfer from Orlando, Ali had the same deal, but she didn't had to use it cause she was hired by CBS and later by ESPN. Right now, she has no ties with them whatsoever, and honestly, she never really fit in in Gotham's team as Ali did, so I don't understand why she was going to the game since Sophia herself isn't attending either. Like Jen Garner went in more matches than her so far, but I also heard the team owner asked her to take a time off from the team, i don't know if this is true or not.

About Sophia, I think if she wants to attend, that wouldn't be an issue, but the thing is: why would she? Because one of those people you said told her Ashlyn and Ali wasn't going to divorce, one of those tried warned her and she unfollowed her. So it's a lost battle.

[venusandsaturnsrings]

how would u say ur tarus rank in strength ?

like who would be the strongest

I LOVE RANKING MY TARUS!! my fav pastime thank u for asking <3 MWAH MWAH!!

as things stand, i have five tarus; inceltaru, puptaru, foxtaru, fratboy taru, and normal taru. a wonderful wide selection of tarus!! in terms of strength, there's a lot of variabilities in this selection (ie. visions and other physical advantages like fangies...) so we're gonna be ignoring anything outside of the 'base' each taru is workin with.

fifth place, obviously (sorry), goes to inceltaru... he's more of a string bean than anything, minimal muscle mainly because he rarely leaves the house. sure, he owns workout equipment he uses maybe once a week but between that and his diet consisting mostly of liquid (energy drinks), there's really not anything there to be built. he can absolutely rough you up a bit but he'll be heaving like he just ran ten miles afterwards, poor boy...

fourth place, foxtaru!! do note there's a considerable gap between inceltaru and foxtaru, inceltaru is just a pile of sticks. foxtaru actually has some meat on his bones, he likes to run for the majority of his exercise and he's very lithe so while he may not have major bulk, he's quick. foxtaru doesn't get nearly as winded from playing around with you and could happily carry you around regardless of your weight.

third place goes to frat boy taru. he's kind of the opposite of foxtaru in that he's not as fast but he's got MUSCLES. you won't catch him on the treadmill, instead he can be found pumping pure, raw IRON. broad chest, big arms, fantastic dorito body... give him the chance and he'll vault you like a spear (please don't he's not fast enough to catch and break your fall).

second place is puptaru!! he's got the speed of foxtaru (puppy genes = an innate desire for fast) and the muscles of fratboy taru packed all into one big doggy!! puptaru is very much a working dog and his body definitely shows that. need him to snag a bird straight out of the air?? consider it done. need him to lift a five piece four-hundred pound patio set?? it's in his arms, where do you want it. the biggest and most well behaved taru, really!! could launch you like a trebuchet but would never because that would hurt you duh!! he's got a couple braincells sometimes...

first place... it would be wrong for me to put anyone but canon taru here. all things considered, this is a man that has spent years doing nothing but turning his body into a weapon. it doesn't matter what any of the others start doing, they'll never catch up because childe himself, the eleventh harbinger, will already be doing it better. canon model be gone, i know he's yolked!!

if you were to throw them all into a ring they'd team up at the start, inceltaru would be mauled first for simply being the worst, then the others would take out fratboy taru for being the second worst, and then it would be an actual guy vs guy vs guy. foxtaru goes out next because he just doesn't have the strength and then it's puptaru vs canon taru. i think they'd form a weird truce because real recognizes real… but, ultimately canon taru would win!!

[the-firebird69]

Robot Sets Record in 200m at Olympics?? Incredible Wonder Studio Ai #s...

This looks very very real and the charge on it would be short-term but we believe it is real Boston diamantics had a robots like this and they were doing this kind of thing 19 mph is fast it's not very fast for a Sprint but it's fast for this particular spring and it can go faster they said they didn't want to have that big of a gap and it will always beat him up to like 40 and they can run only up to about 25 at a full Sprint which is extremely fast and can outrun them but the robot would beat him and it is current form our son would beat the robot if he was juiced up and had the proper nutrients and the mindset I guess no over twice as fast and the robot says no way this is out rain what he wants I can do it again and the people of the robot and the robot saying you don't have to earnest it's okay just let us win and he says you're absolutely stupid... We have a couple more announcements

-we want to see all these cars when I was out there and we're going to go after them and take them and use this motivation when they say we can't on the company we've been doing it for years and we're going to do it now we're going to sit down with a design and they say they want to give us a design fee and we can talk about it and talk about our son too and it's his design and hers and she can help negotiate and we know he needs a lot of stuff so we're going to sit down and do that

-we also want to talk about the past a little bit not in that meeting but it's a lot of stuff they were doing it was not that great these guys are miserably bad and they're having a real fight over it so it'll be clarification a lot of what they're doing with the right thing but the empire and these guys are doing the wrong thing and they didn't get much encouragement from them but there are a couple things not many we're getting ready for all sorts of stuff to go on tonight massive wars and massive fights massive migrations the migration itself is going to be really a lot bigger than thought maybe 5% and the war is going to be 2% of the warlock population out and I really the mack warlock or at about 14% And they would lose a lot of people most of it would be them it would cut them in half but they think that they'll go sit in the bunkers and that's what they're thinking right now Daniel is evacuating and Mac Daddy has begun to evacuate the bunkers in the Sahara and the Brazil area and they're going to a fallback position and taking over that area this is causing a signal to the morlock who think they're going to take over the whole area and they may be drawn towards that area they might have to move again so they're getting ships ready and they're going to start evacuating but in the meantime they're calling up more troops from the south and the number of three and a half percent is increasing to probably four and a half percent already and these numbers are going to keep going up and up and what's crazy is The invasion forces increasing in size too about 3% so they're already going to be at about 7.5% out of the 14% And it might get bigger and we think they might take over those bunkers it's a huge huge Force there's more happening but he's got to get moving so more shortly

Thor Freya

Olympus

Zues Hera

[godnectar]

sorry, sorry, i saw "yandere" & "dilf" & "breeding" and couldn't help but come into your inbox and asking you to combine them. me being me, how about we breed the handsome darling <3 promise him a new litter of pups, that you know he'll be such a good parent and how they'll all love him so sweetly, just let us knock him up

・✶ ｡ﾟ☆ YANDERE DILF ☆ ;

★ note: ,,my ass ended up getting shy– so the nsfw is just hottie dilf having some nice thoughts than actual sex 😭

cw: age gap ig?, gn!reader, possessiveness, big man has two kids, teacher + neighbor reader, jealousy, stalking, lovely fantasizing, implied handjob, marking & breeding kink.

YANDERE DILF! who, some months ago, moved with his kids into the house next door to yours, old car arriving in a random morning with a big, burly, handsome man driving and two small children in the backseat, giggling at the prospect of a new life and all the friends and people they'd meet while the truck stands low and heavy with the amount of boxes and plushies it carried.

YANDERE DILF! who, the first thing he did after spending a day or two arranging boxes and furniture, was going to introduce himself and his little family to the neighborhood, knocking door to door with a happy, smiley expression which turned into a blushy, nervous one the moment he locked gazes with you.

YANDERE DILF! who, after having a small chat with you on the front porch of your house, learns that you not only are his next-door neighbor, but also the soon-to-be kindergarten teacher of his kids once the school season starts.

of course, the information slips like nothing into his dumbfounded mind as his heart shaped eyes can only stay focused on how pretty you looked under the sun, cute little pajamas covering your very much smaller form that could surely be protected and embraced by his larger one… if you'd let him, that is.

YANDERE DILF! who, with the excuse of it being by petition of his children, starts visiting your place more and more often, taking every chance possible to interact with you and get your attention, as it has been a good while since he last felt this giddy and interested in someone after his divorce.

YANDERE DILF! who, from behind the curtains of his window, sometimes likes to peek out and watch whatever is going on in the neighborhood, and by that, including whatever is it that's going on with you.

do you really think he doesn't notice how almost every day you're visited by either friends or family, or even other neighbors? do you think he likes it when you spend the night with whoever that disgusting guy he saw the other day was? of course not! maybe he should show you how to actually spend your time with someone who truly deserves it.

YANDERE DILF! who, during one of those nights the kids are with their mother, decides to knock on your door in hopes of passing the evening with his favorite, pretty neighbor. he hasn't seen anyone entering through your door all day, nor has noticed you being tired or in a hurry… so there shouldn't be any problem if he spent some hours with you, right?

YANDERE DILF! who quickly regrets his decision after a few minutes of being at your house. if only he wasn't so infatuated. if only he knew how to control himself, he wouldn't be in this situation right now. with a cozy, fluffy blanket thrown over his lap as he sits on the couch of your living room and slightly biting his lip as his dreamy gaze stays on you, the man is trying his best not to let the raging boner he's hiding be noticeable.

YANDERE DILF! who, after following the conversation and saying his goodbyes with the constant reminding memory of how lovely your smile is and how sweetly you talked to him, finally returns home, pants tented. once inside the private walls of his room, he ends up considering that it wouldn't be so bad to relieve some stress and help himself out.

...or would it?

is it bad? is he bad for wanting you to be the one wrapping yourself around his throb instead of his fist? for imagining those gorgeous lips of yours that are always smiling, now letting out the cutest moans ever while he covers every inch of your skin in purple marks, hips thrusting as deep as they can go? is he bad, for desiring to be cumming in you, instead of the messy stickiness he's loading out in his palm, needing to make such an angel only his?

“Don't worry, sweetheart... You'll be mine one day, and I will make sure of it. Just wait for me.”

© godnectar 2024. please do not modify, translate, or repost my works on any platform without my permission.

[l1tw1ck]

Sweet Bod

Bottom!FTM!Thoma x Top!DILF! Reader

[Series: DILF] [Part Two] | [No AFAB language ver (AO3)]

Contains: Age Gap (19-Unspecified), 69 Position, Voice Kink, Oral Fixation, Masturbation, Phone Sex, Dom/Sub, Daddy Kink

Words: 1,402

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Your new house was amazing, it was everything you wanted it to be and more. Your kid loved it too. The only problem was your unreasonably hot neighbor.

You felt bad for being attracted to such a young looking guy.

And it got even worse when you saw him in the backyard while on a walk. In a bikini. A sexy red bikini.

You damn near lost your mind in the middle of the street. He was just too fucking sexy. The cliché would be even better if he had a popsicle in his mouth.

"Oh, Mr. (Surname)!" Thoma waves. "You should come swim with me, Ayato and Ayaka are out!"

"Is that okay with them? Me being over?"

"Yeah, they said I can invite a friend!" He nods.

And he chose you of all people.

"Okay, I'll be back."

It's not like you were going to do anything to him, you're out in public for Archons sake. You just wanted to keep him company...

And admire his hot body in a two piece.

"Do you swim often?" You ask, relaxing into the lawn chair.

"Just whenever I feel like it and have a break." He sits down next to you.

"You must be busy all the time, you're a college student right?"

"Yeah, I'm going to be a sophomore." He nods. "I'm 19."

"Oh, you're much younger than I am."

"Really? How old are you?"

"Too old." You shake your head.

"You don't seem all that old but your age doesn't bother me."

"If you say so." You laugh. "I'm wondering, why did you invite me of all people? Don't you have a partner or something?"

"No, I've never been in a relationship before. I just think you're...interesting." Thoma shakes his head, clearly trying to show his availability and attraction to you.

"Really? You're so pretty I'm surprised your classmates aren't fighting to be in a relationship with you."

Thoma flushes red then turns away. "It's just, I kind of have a specific type."

"Yeah? What's your type?"

Thoma builds up the courage to speak. "Older men."

"Oh." You smirk. "So like me?"

He turns back to you, face just as red as before. "Ye- yeah.."

"I wasn't expecting that. Y'know, I've been feeling bad about being attracted to you...It's nice to know it's okay."

Thoma's eyes widen. Before he can speak, you get a notification from your phone.

"Sorry, I have to pick up my kid. They're at a friend's house." You stand up. "No time to change, guess they'll have to deal with my big ol dad bod."

Thoma laughs. "I like it..."

"Glad to know someone does. See you around baby." You ruffle his hair and go to pick your kid up. Leaving a flustered and horny Thoma all by himself.

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For a while, you and Thoma hung out normally without doing anything sexual, although there was lot of flirting on your end. You noticed that he liked to listen to you more than he liked to speak, always looking at you with hooded eyes and failing to hide his lust for you.

You wanted to take your relationship slow, especially after finding out Thoma's a virgin. Thoma was always trying to jump you and you had to end it before it went too far. It'd leave you jerking off on your own later but for Thoma's sake, you should hold yourself back.

"When...when can we go all the way?" Thoma asks softly, snuggling against your chest while watching TV.

"I'm not sure. I want to make sure you're really ready and your readiness isn't only because of how horny you are."

Thoma sighs. "I know I can handle it.."

"I know you'll be able to, but not yet." You run your hand down his back and to his plump ass, groping it. "We can go a step further though."

"Please.." He nods.

You pick him up and turn him around, his lower half facing you. "Pull my pants off, you'll see why I'm so hesitant."

Thoma does as he's told. He looks at your length in surprise, and you're only half hard. He takes it in his hand and slowly jerks you off. Thoma watches wide eyed as it springs to life, standing proudly in all its glory.

"That...that won't fit.." Thoma says quietly. "I want it to.."

"I know you do, try and suck it." You rub Thoma's ass. "Don't try to take all of it, go slow."

Thoma wraps his lips around the head, doing his best not to scrape you with his teeth. He listens intently with red ears as you guide him on how to suck your dick.

When he gains a good rhythm, you pull his shorts down. You look at the dampness of his underwear in amusement. "Can I eat you out?"

Thoma reluctantly pulls away from your dick to nod before quickly going back to sucking it.

You pull his boxers down and shove your face inside his dripping cunt. Thoma moans as you devour him with clear expertise, it's almost too much pleasure for him to keep sucking you off. Almost.

Thoma starts to feel needy, needy for something bigger and thicker than your tongue inside him. As if you heard him, you push your fingers into his hole. They mimicked the thickness of your cock well, although not in length, but it was enough to satiate the need.

His mind turns fuzzy from being finger and tongue fucked by you, his movements halted from the pleasure. Neither of you mind, Thoma loves just having your dick inside his mouth and pleasing Thoma is enough for you.

His eyes roll to the back of his head as he turns into a moaning mess. Thoma pushes his hips further into your face as he gets close.

Your low growly moan is the last straw for Thoma and he squirts over your face and fingers. You suck up his fluids before pulling away, not wanting to overstimulate him.

Thoma takes a moment to recover and goes back to sucking you off, and since you're already close from just having his moans vibrate along your shaft it doesn't take long for you to release into Thoma's awaiting mouth.

He swallows everything he can, lightly sucking on your tip for more.

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You didn't realize it at the time but you awakened something in Thoma that day.

When you two are lying down and watching a movie or you're sitting down and doing work, he'll ask to cockwarm you.

He'd keep your dick in his mouth and rest while you finish your work/the movie.

Other times he'd ask you to read something for him while he warms your dick, you never connected the dots but he loves hearing your voice.

When you were away for work or something else, you'd call Thoma and help each other get off.

The first time you called each other set off a domino effect. He ended up losing his virginity a day later.

"I miss you.." Thoma says, putting his headphones in so he can hear your voice properly. "So much, daddy."

"I feel the same way, pup. It's been tough not being able to see you, I'm glad you called." You sink into your hotel bed. "Thoma, how about you touch yourself for daddy right now, hm?"

Thoma's breath hitches. He responds with a soft yes.

You use your free hand to fish your dick out of your bath robe. "Go ahead, I'm doing it with you."

Thoma moves his fingers to his sensitive clit, rubbing it just like how you do it. He doesn't try hiding his moans since the siblings aren't home.

"Good boy..." You mumble, basking in his sounds. "Gods, I wish I was there."

He slips 3 fingers inside one by one and roughly fingering himself in an attempt to imitate how you do it. "Fuck- need yo- your fingers inside me daddy~"

"I wanna be inside you too, in both ways. I wanna fuck you so damn bad."

Thoma's cheeks burn a deep shade of red. "Oh gods, please~" Thoma's voice comes out as whispery. "I can't wait, please please- ah~" The thought of you finally being inside him sets him off and he orgasms, his body shaking as squirt gushes out of him.

"As soon as I come back, I'm coming to visit you."

[kxantares]

What the heck's the deal with tower 6 on the Big Red Express (1997–2022) at Whistler-Blackcomb?

So, on Whistler Mountain, there was this one chairlift, the Big Red Express (due to be replaced in time for the 2022–2023 ski season with a new lift by the same name), which was notable for, mostly, being remarkably miserable to ride on snowy, windy days; being ten minutes long; and:

This is a rare design feature on ropeways, which only really happens when there's a serious elevation differential across the several metres separating each side of the ropeway. Usually, they'll just build a tower tall enough to support both sides of the cable, unless it's way cheaper to not do that. Which, well, it is here.

But there's another thing that's weird about that tower. Like, here, let me show you a basically identical lift built by the same company, Doppelmayr, around the same year:

Check the tower heads on both — the ones on the second picture are normal for that manufacturer in that era. So where did the Big Red get its weird towers from?

The Redline Express, installed in 1992. I'll get into why it only lasted five ski seasons in a bit, but basically, they ended up having to put that little side tower in because that lift was itself replacing the original Red Chair (1965–1992). Which was built, well, very differently from the big, beefy high-speed lifts that started to become the main workhorses of large ski resorts in the '80s, and which also had chairs that didn't require quite the same vertical clearance or other such space:

So, reusing the same alignment, which was the most direct route from "the top of whatever lift comes up from the base at Creekside" to "up a hill from the main lodge on the mountain, so that people can ski down to the ski racks", but with chairs that need way more vertical clearance and can support larger gaps between towers, meant sticking in a little side tower to make sure people's skis wouldn't brush against the snow (or worse!). Speaking of "worse", though, let's get into why the Redline was replaced maybe a sixth of the way into its theoretical service life:

Think about how it works in practice. For clarity, this is a device intended to secure hundreds of kilograms of metal and passengers to a rope, usually in temperatures below freezing, under conditions where forces on the cable, such as those that occur in the event of an emergency stop, can result in reduced or absent gravitational force acting on the chair.

And for more clarity, look at the upper part of the "jaws" on the cable, and where the hinges are relative to the "jaws". Just one more thing: those tension-providing devices aren't lazily drawn metal springs; they're rubber "marshmallow" springs.

Can you see where the problem might be with this setup? Because this guy didn't:

Meet Janek Kunczynski, the founder of Lift Engineering & Manufacturing Co., AKA Yan, who might as well be the Elon Musk of ropeways. Before I get deeper into just how disastrous his detachable grip design was, let me show you another Incredible™ (derogatory) example of his engineering sensibilities:

Allow me to remind you that this is usually operating in sub-zero temperatures, and that this specific lift was often subject to considerable wind and snow. As in, when mechanics were working on this chairlift, they'd have to do that with no protection from the elements. (It's also at least rumoured within the ropeway and ski resort industries that his lifts were routinely welded together in ski resort parking lots.) His whole thing was, basically, making lifts look cool and implementing them cheaply, to undercut his European competitors, which led not just to impractical designs that were hostile to the people maintaining them or prone to breaking down, but to his company's lifts killing at least five people and injuring at least seventy.

Which brings us back to Whistler:

Whistler, at the time in an arms race to outcompete Blackcomb, its neighbour, but lacking the sort of venture capital backing Blackcomb had, wanted to put in some high-speed lifts to be able to match the skiing experience at Blackcomb, which had already bought several such lifts from Doppelmayr (after buying several low-speed lifts from Yan). So they figured they'd take the cheap route, and get three high-speed lifts, of a fairly unproven design, installed. These were to replace three ancient lifts that were, at that point, constraining the resort's capacity.

While the Redline and Green both served through their five years of operation without any serious issues, the same can't be said for the Quicksilver Express, which was the only chairlift Yan ever built with "bubbles" on it — which required a slightly enhanced grip, to handle the additional weight.

It wasn't enhanced enough, though. On December 23rd, 1995…

The Quicksilver, specifically, was an unmitigated dumpster fire, even before any accidents happened. It was designed such that, in wind, grips could smack against towers, taking on damage in the process. It had a faulty brake system that would apply maximum braking force via the emergency brake when a normal stop is what the operator pressed the button for. At least a few empty chairs had straight up fallen off the cable before the accident. And then there were the grips.

These grips received multiple retrofits and rebuilds throughout the few years the lift was operating, which never seemed to help — they slipped so often that operators on the lift just stuffed paper into the grip force alarm to muffle it. The clearance between grips and towers was known to be below code, and Whistler stated that they simply couldn't fix it. Upon testing the grips after the accident, of 29 tested, every single one failed to perform adequately.

Furthermore, there was the whole thing with the rubber and the claws. Rubber springs lose performance at much less extreme temperatures than metal springs, and the way the grips were designed, a lot of their grip force relied on the chair applying force via gravity. Take away gravity, and the grip can slip. Take away gravity on a particularly steep section of the lift line, and you've got a cascade of chairs knocking each other off of the cable until they ram into a tower and fall to the ground.

So it was 1997, and Whistler, on the edge of going bankrupt from lawsuits and lost business, had to get rid of the other Yan high speed lifts, which were likely safer, but not safe enough. Some resorts retrofitted theirs to use a better grip design, but Whistler just got rid of them…

…other than the towers.

[bimbo-magazine]

Bimbo 3

So, I interviewed a few of you bimbos out there, (you know who you are) just to get an even better grasp at the female Brain and specifically the fuck poisoned constantly horny bimbo brain. All the Bimbos I talked to were very nice, open, and forthcoming, so I wanted to share these Interviews.

After Carry and me found out that both of us are German, we proceeded the interview on German and I got a little horny knowing that there are self-proclaimed Bimbos behind every corner, even in Germany. The bimbo movement is international, I guess. The sexy woman was just on the way to the gym like a good bimbo. A tight sexy and fit body is an important part of a Bimbo Lifestyle. But sexual submission and surgery are also a big part for her. “Half measures are lame!” On the question why she wanted to be a Bimbo, she told be about her Barbie obsession as a child. She then found out that sex is fun and her fait to become a real-life barbie was set at the age of 16. Now she just enjoys her life and cant imagine to be monogamous, with one big goal in mind: “Hihi größer geht immer 😂😂😂😍” – “Hihi bigger is always possible 😂😂😂😍” talking about her tits and ass, I assume.

Our next bimbo is @bimbo-doll-courtney right here on Tumblr. Huge fake Boobs and being pretty in pink are the hallmarks of a Bimbo, according to her. Me as a pervert had to ask about the Fucking aspect. “Of course! When your a bimbo all the cute guys need you! And tit fucking is yummy”.So what, is she a dome a sub a switch? I tried to ask further… “I love riding and being bent over and just used”. Me wanting to know more how a bimbo can be dominant too, asked her how she would do it and to what end. Well @bimbo-doll-courtney didn’t disappoint. “Teasing them, denying them keeping them on edge until they'll do anything you say. (…) Worship my tits and ass!” She got me entranced with the weapons of the Bimbo, she uses my hornieness against me and I fill the gaps of knowledge to just assume even more porn. She likes it thou. She tells me how she likes likes being objectified and that her “body is a plastic object of pure sexuality” with an enthusiasm that only a bimbo could. Don’t get to excited boys, she prefers girls. Girls, with and without cocks.

After telling me about the pervy guys at work lusting over her, she tells me about her real dream. She wants a Farm. Just a small porn Farm where she harvests cum and pussy juice using the best Bimboness has to offer. Fun!

„Lol being a bimbo is all about the joy of being a plastic doll. (…) I can turn it [my brain] off and like become a totally dumb dolly like totes quick. (…) bimbo is just a state of ultra femininity. (…) Id say the core is universal, bimbos have big fake boobs blonde hair [and] are gorgeous and bubbly”

Just some quotes I couldn’t leave on the table.

@bimbotitsforyou is very lovely and a total airhead slut. Good thing that she loves being a Bimbo that guys want to look at and fuck. For her being a Bimbo is all about the desires of men. She would grow a tail if that was what it took, I assume… .This barely legal teen loves serving men and the patriarchy. Preferably on her “nees sukin cok”. This promiscuous Bimbo “luv juzt bein der fuk toy, juzt 4 der plezur“ (loves just being their fuck toy, just for [their] pleasure). She will do anything for daddy but scat, reasonable. She thinks a Bimbo should definitely be confident. They are better then other woman after all. They know their place! To advocate for a Bimbofied society every private Bimbo should be open about her Bimboness. I agree with her, this would make big difference.

After that she asked to see my cock “kan i c ur cock?” and I got to see her Tits. And I can even show you a trace of them. Go to her Tumblr ( @Bimbotitsforyou ) to c mor f her.

Bambi is a curious little thing, she spied on my other content. Since she liked all of it and really liked the magazine, I gave it a pass! Bambi is asexual but wants to be an overly sexual Bimbo doll who is proud of her body and how she acts. “a brain covered in pink fluff and the size of a raisin” is part of her perfect Bimbodom. She wants to be a even pinker brained Bimbo, in order to achieve that she “constantly exposes herself […] everythin' bimbo, lookin' on forums, lookin' at hypno, readin' bimbo magazines lookin' and shoppin' for bimbo clothes and fashion “

So how does such a air headed Bimbo wants to fuck for the first time? Obvious… she wants do be used and taken care of while she just empties her brain, thrust by thrust and being a drooling mess by the end of it. Pain is total turn on for her. She looks to be monogamous and that her partner supports her and uses her to be a better bimbo. She wants a rich man for lots of surgery, she just wants to appeal to him then and to be his perfect fuckdoll. So don´t come at her thinking she will be a shore for everybody… she is a whore for you just if you are worth it! Ordinary woman can take the confidence from the Bimbo movement. Bimbos know what they want!She wants to get found on the internet, so find her and help her becoming more of a bimbo bambi. Her DMs are always open! Reach her via dumbdollybimboslut@gmail.com , AliceH#3076 on discord and DollyBimbo on reddit (I haven´t found her

The advice section is coming twomorrow. contact me via bimbo.zines@gmail.com to get the pdf of bimbo 3 and getting updates.

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The way you put your answer about the Carlos/Grace scene makes so much sense honestly. I absolutely loved the team up between them and the scenes we got. But I have to think stuff was cut or rewritten to fit Angela in because Carlos’ journey in the episode doesn’t actually make a ton of sense. We didn’t get to see his headspace in and around that loft scene. And we didn’t get much resolution at the end for him either. Grace got to talk it out with Judd, voice her feelings with Carlos, and then even get the last word in with the gamer. Not trying to be negative or critical! I really did love their scenes and enjoyed the episode! I just think it was a bit lacking for him, like you said. I’d say after watching it, that it was really more of a Grace episode than his. And again, not negative, we’ve got some big episodes for him coming up by the looks of it!!

yeah, same! i wasn't totally in love or fully engaged with how they did that whole thing, lol, even though i had fun watching the episode and seeing two of my fave characters interact. i think maybe also the idea itself was kind of weak for the way they presented it? like they kept saying how they used carlos and grace specifically as weapons but... any person on that call kinda was? and i know it's based on real life incidents, and i know they wrote it so carlos is the one to deal with the guy when he ends up dying (which still don't understand with a whole ass SWAT team there? would those people not be on the perimeter too im.. 😭 overanalyzing a network procedural vibes rn my bad) but the writing just didn't sell the personal investment angle for carlos for me. and bc i think about and love the character so much, i know that carlos is someone who wouldn't take that lightly at all. it would REALLY bother him and since it apparently IS the first time that's happened to him (someone dying bc of his actions) i'm confused why that didn't take over the focus of that entire storyline. now i'm thinking about in the live where the were playfully like "no i think it's about YOU and i'm the side support" ... and the way sierra was adamant that it was more carlos than grace..................... that's clearly where the disjointedness comes from bc i don't agree with her lol. i think it should have been, but the show didn’t treat it like that. unless there were cut scenes we didn't see, it wasn't even necessarily the grace show, but i do think she got to express her feelings on it more thoroughly and got more closure and she's not even the one that actually like. caused him to die. it lacked a lot of closure for carlos, who i KNOW would be affected by that and who they clearly hinted at was............ it was just never addressed again which was a little frustrating? and then to kinda.. cram that lack of resolution for the actual lone star characters in the end by having athena catch the guy?????? underwhelming. i doubt it's something they'll touch on for carlos again so.. gonna rely on fandom to fill in the gaps i guess fkldjs.