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Satang wears Prada

Note: please this is all just a fantasy for reading, if you don't like my previous work, please simply don't read.

Black obsidian flickering, archetypal, platonic forms rendered and brute cartography.

Grace and elegance rendered in stark colourlessness, the form unified, undivided, eternal, the flashing now, always.

My silhouette, my image, my person has been all over screens, monitors, magazine covers, and newspaper clippings for over ten years, but I still got excited when invited to present at such an event like the Prada Fashion Show.

The crowd at the Haneda Airport was surrounding me and the few members of my staff; I felt like I was being swallowed by a sea of humanity. The noise of the crowd, the clicking sound of the cameras, the flashes that lit my eyes, the sound of people screaming my name, was like a huge wave that hit me directly at the centre of my chest.

“Sana! Sana! Sana!”

The screams of the fans were loud and deafening.

The security managed to create a safe corridor, in between two seas of people, for me and my staff to pass through. Kaori, my personal assistant, was holding hands with the most precious treasure in my life, my son. I had him seven years ago using the assisted insemination procedure; I had kept his existence a secret from my fans and the public's eyes. Only the people who I trusted knew about him, and they were very few. 

Once in a secluded area of the VIP lounge, he ran to sit on my lap, wrapping his little arms around my neck, hugging me tight. I could feel his heart beating like a wild bird trapped inside his chest. I felt like I would burst out crying.

“Mum, do I have to sit on your lap on the plane?" he asked, looking nervous.

"Yes." I answered, "The seat is too big for you, and you are still small."

I ruffled his messy hair, making his blue eyes roll into the back of his head in a cute manner that made my heart melt like the sun touching the snow. I stood up, and he stayed in my arms like a monkey, hugging my neck.

A flight attendant led us toward the business class where a private suite had been reserved for us.

Once inside, I set him down in my lap and put on my seatbelt; he was so tiny compared to me, and the seat looked too big for him, like a giant bed. I had to hold him close to me so he wouldn't disappear somewhere in the huge space of the seat. The flight attendant smiled kindly at us as she offered us a drink.

My son nestled his head in the crook of my neck and yawned. “Mum."

“Yes." I answered.

"Are you sure that the flight will be okay?" he asked me.

I opened my eyes and looked at him; his blue eyes looked worried. He was still a little kid, and it was cute to see him concerned for no reason.

"Yes, I am.” I replied. "Do you want to rest your head on my boobies?" 

I was well aware that he had a thing for them; he often hugged me or laid his head on them. I was not embarrassed by it at all. I found it funny and sweet; my son loved me a lot. 

He nodded, and I lowered the top of my dress to expose my cleavage. He buried his face in the valley in between my tits.

"So soft.” he purred adorably. "Your boobies are so big.” he added.

I giggled and caressed his head. He was the sweetest person I knew. "Baby, do your thing and try to sleep." I locked the sliding door of our cabin and fully exposed my breasts for him; my nipples were hardening under his hot breath. His small hands cupped both of them, kneading them and playing with my nipples.

My pussy was getting wet, and I was feeling myself getting turned on by my son's actions. I closed my eyes to avoid looking at him and moaned softly. I didn't want him to know that he was turning me on like that. But I liked this kind of playtime. 

His mouth opened, and he sucked at my nipples; the suction felt good against my skin. He latched on to them, sucking one nipple after the other.

"That feels good." I moaned.

My son looked up at me and smiled. “Excellent." he stated. "I always do my best to please you." 

He went back to sucking at my tits until he fell asleep. His mouth was still attached to them, his hands cupping them.

My make-up artist peeked inside, and I waved at her. She smiled and shook her head before closing the door again. I chuckled at her reaction; she loved him a lot.

I let my son sleep on my tits while I rested my eyes. I wasn't falling asleep; I was just resting a little bit. I was still tired, but I didn't mind. I loved spending time with my baby.

After a few hours, my son woke up and looked up at me. "Hi, Mum.” he said, smiling.

"Hey." I greeted him back.

He kissed my lips before pulling away from my tits. I felt cold without his warm mouth on my skin.

"I need the loo.” he announced before standing up.

I nodded at him and watched him heading to the toilet of our private cabin. I took a blanket to cover my legs given my revealing outfit, not really the best choice for the winter season.

My son came back after his business and took his place back on my lap. He yawned before resting his head against my breasts again.

"Are they still soft, baby?" I asked.

He nodded, "They are, Mum."

"Can you play with them again? It feels good." I asked, hoping to get a repeat of his previous actions.

“Yes." he answered before cupping my tits and kneading them slowly. My nipples were hardening as soon as he touched me. I was getting wetter and wetter as he played with my tits. His fingers were rolling my nipples and making me squirm in my seat.

I orgasmed silently, biting my lower lip to stop any sound from escaping me. My pussy was soaked; I felt the dampness between my thighs. My son looked up at me, and his eyes beamed with joy.

I pulled him up to kiss his lips. "Thank you, baby.” I said before releasing him.

He sat beside me and leaned his head against my shoulder. "You're welcome, Mum.” he whispered before falling asleep again. I put my arm around him and caressed his hair, letting him rest. I was glad that I was able to keep his existence a secret; I was grateful that my career had allowed me to give him everything he wanted. I just hoped that I could continue to provide for him and keep his privacy intact.

In a few hours we landed in Milan; the security of the airport led us towards a secondary entrance to avoid any kind of problems with the press. My car was already waiting for us; my son took his place beside me at the back of the car; he hugged my waist and laid his head against my chest.

The drive to the hotel was quick and uneventful; the city was not as busy as it usually was. We arrived at the hotel where I had my room reserved and took a private lift to access it.

My son had his crib in my room; he liked sleeping with me, but he also liked to have his own space. I got undressed, keeping only my underwear on, a thong and a lace bra. My tits were bouncing free from any restraint; I loved how they jiggled when I walked.

My son watched me taking off my dress and undressing myself; he was sitting on the sofa in our suite watching me with hungry eyes. He had a huge crush on me, and it felt flattering; I felt so desirable. He got up from his position and went to hug me.

"Mum, can I touch your boobies?" he asked.

I smiled; his innocent tone was sending shivers down my spine. I nodded and wrapped my arms around his head to pull him closer to me.

He cupped both of my tits and squeezed them with a sigh. "So soft, Mum.” he said.

I felt his hard-on pressing against my thigh; I moved my leg up and down his crotch slowly.

"You're so hard." I affirmed, caressing his hard cock through his pants. His blue eyes were looking up at me with a pure form of desire.

I hoisted him in my arms and kissed him passionately. I wanted to fuck him so bad that I was surprised by my desire. But I was aware that he was not ready for this. He was too young for sex.

"Baby." I moaned against his lips. "I want you so badly."

He moaned as well, his lips parted, and I slipped my tongue in his mouth to deepen our kiss. His cock was rubbing against my belly, making me wetter and wetter. I licked at his lips before breaking apart from him.

"Mom, I trust you with whatever you want." He promised me, his blue eyes shining with love and trust.

I smiled and kissed him again before settling him in the bed. My bathrobe fell open, exposing my naked body to him. I sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned for him to come closer.

He straddled my legs and cupped my tits, playing with them and sucking at them. I moaned at the feeling; his mouth was making my pussy dripping wet. 

"Suck harder, baby." I instructed him.

He obeyed and sucked harder, making my back arch against his mouth. "That feels so good." I gasped. "Use your teeth." 

He did as I said and nibbled at them. His teeth were pinching me in a way that made me want to scream out in pleasure. I moaned loudly; my pussy was throbbing with pleasure.

"Oh shit." I moaned when he bit at one of my nipples. "Fuck." 

I moved to lie on the mattress with my baby on my tits; he started sucking again, pinching and nibbling at my skin. My pussy was aching so much that I wanted him to touch me there. 

"Baby, please." I begged him.

He moved down from my tits to my pussy; he spread my legs apart and slipped his hand in between them. His fingers parted my lips and rubbed at my clit. I gasped at the pleasure it caused me; he knew exactly how to touch me. 

He kept rubbing at me until I came. He didn't stop even when my orgasm had hit me; he continued until I was coming again. I cried out his name while my body was trembling with pleasure.

I felt like I was dying, but in a good way. I closed my thighs around his head, keeping him buried into my pussy. I moaned and bucked against his mouth, trying to get more pleasure from his touch.

Once I came down from my high, I pulled him into my arms. We made out like crazy; my nails were digging into his back, and his hands were cupping my tits. He broke our kiss to look at me.

“Mum." he whispered against my lips. "There's something going on in my underwear." His voice seemed worried. 

I rolled us over to have him on his back and pulled his pants down to look at his underwear. The fabric was stretched and wet; a bulge was visible under the fabric.

I smiled; I knew what it meant. "Are you sure?" I asked him, "I don't want to force you."

He nodded, "Yes, Mum."

I pulled down his underwear and gasped when I saw his cock. It was bigger than I was expecting, and it looked like it was aching.

"It hurts.” he whispered.

"Let me help you." I offered. I licked my hand and started stroking him; he gasped at my touch. His cock was smooth and soft under my fingers. I tightened my grip on it and started moving up and down.

His hands gripped the sheets, and he threw his head back. "Ohh," he gasped. 

I smirked, knowing the effect I had on him. "Baby, you are going to feel even better now."

I enveloped my lips around the head of his cock; he moaned loudly when I started sucking at him. His cock was salty and sweet at the same time.

I sucked and licked at him, making sure he was feeling as much pleasure as I was giving to him. He thrust into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged a little but kept sucking. 

"Oh, Mum.” he gasped again. "I can feel something going on inside of me." 

I moaned around his cock and sucked harder. I knew that he was about to come soon. His hands were clutching at my hair, and I was getting turned on more and more.

"Shit." He cursed when his cock started jerking in my mouth.

I bobbed my head with more velocity; I wanted all of him. When I felt him coming into my mouth, I swallowed every single drop of his cum.

I licked his cock clean and looked up at him; he was looking at me with love. "I love you.” he whispered.

I crawled on top of him, pressing my tits against his chest. "I love you too, baby."

We kissed again before I went to take a pair of black stockings I had into my suitcase. I knew he had a kind for them; I approached the bed and rolled them on my legs slowly, deliberately. His gaze was following my every move; I knew I was turning him on. Once I had them on, I stood up in front of him and hoisted one of my legs on his chest.

My pussy was exposed to him, and I could see that he was turned on by it. He licked his lips, and I could tell that he wanted a taste of me. 

"Do you want a taste, baby?" I asked him.

He nodded eagerly, and I lowered my pussy to his mouth. He sucked at me with hunger, making me moan loudly. I had never seen him like this before, his face buried in my pussy and licking at me like he wanted to taste every part of me. My hands were clutching the wall behind me, and my body was shaking with pleasure. 

"Baby." I cried out. "I think I am going to come again."

I bucked against his face, and he sucked harder at my clit; I cried out his name when my orgasm hit me again.

"I'm going to ride you, daddy." I exclaimed, driven by my lust and my love for him.

He nodded, and I climbed on top of his lap and impaled myself on his cock, moaning loudly at the feeling. His cock was filling me in the best way possible. I started bouncing on his cock, making him gasp under me.

He pulled my tits together and sucked at them while I was riding him. His hands were digging in my ass cheeks, and he was helping me move. I leaned in to kiss him passionately.

I was moaning on his lips, my pussy was clenching around his cock, making him feel the pleasure too. We moved together in perfect sync. My tits were rubbing against his chest, and our bodies were slick with sweat.

"Daddy, you are going to make me come again." I gasped out. 

He pounded me in the earnest, getting me to squirt all over his cock. I screamed out his name; my body was trembling and shaking. He kept pounding me through my orgasm, getting me to come again and again.

I leaned in to kiss him again; our tongues were entangled and fighting for dominance. My son was fucking me in a way that I had never experienced before; he knew exactly what I needed.

"Daddy, I love you." I moaned into his mouth.

He moaned back. "I love you, Mum."

"I'm going to make daddy cum now." I giggled. 

I leaned back and bounced on his cock faster and harder, driving his dick to bottom out inside at every stroke. He moaned loudly and clutched at my ass cheeks. 

"Daddy needs some kinky words," he taunted me. "I need something dirty."

I grinned; my tits were bouncing in his face, and I knew he loved this kind of view. "Daddy, you are so dirty." I giggled.

He groaned at my words; his cock was getting harder inside me. "Yeah, daddy loves fucking his slutty Mum," he growled. "She is so tight and wet for him."

I giggled; his words were driving me crazy. "You like her pussy, daddy?" I taunted him. 

"Yes, I do," he grunted. "It is so good, and it drives me crazy every time."

"Oh yeah." I moaned. "And I love riding daddy's cock." 

His cock twitched inside me, making me gasp. "So good, daddy."

I moved faster and harder on his cock until he cried out. His cock started jerking inside of me, and I felt his cum filling me. I kept riding him, milking every single drop from his cock.

I collapsed on his chest, panting heavily. I rolled off him and looked at him; he was smiling and looking happy. 

"How was it?" I asked him.

His smile grew even wider. "It was amazing," he promised. "I never felt so good."

I smiled and pressed my lips to his forehead, kissing him. "I loved it as well."

We cuddled all night long, entangled in each other's arms. My son was sleeping peacefully against me, and I couldn't be happier than that. I loved him so much, and I would give anything for him to be happy. I was glad that he had enjoyed our first sexual experience. I knew it was just the beginning of many nights we would spend like this. I would make sure to teach him everything he needed to know about sex and pleasure. I would guide him every step of the way. He was mine, and he would stay mine forever. I loved him more than myself, and I would protect him until my last breath. 

My thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking at my bedroom door, "Sana, wake up." Kaori's voice echoed through the room.

I stood up and covered myself with a bathrobe. I opened the door and waved at her to come in. She looked surprised when she saw my baby lying on the bed naked. I grinned; she knew that I would have taken his virginity soon and that we would be lovers from now on. She was open-minded and respected our choices; she was the best friend anyone would dream to have.

"It's 9 am," she announced. "Your first interview is at 10 am."

"Okay." I nodded. "Where are the clothes?"

She handed me a black dress and a pair of heels; I thanked her and went into the bathroom to change. I dressed myself quickly and styled my hair in a simple ponytail. I applied some light makeup to not look too tired; I was feeling exhausted, but I was not going to show it.

I went back to the bedroom and smiled at my son, who was looking sleepy and cute. "Hey baby." I greeted him.

"Hey, Mum.” he mumbled, yawning. "I am so sore."

I giggled knowing that he must be sore after the sex we had last night. "Do you want some cream?"

He nodded, and I handed him a jar of cream to apply on his sore ass. He thanked me, and I kissed his lips.

"Have a good day, baby." I said before leaving the room with Kaori.

My son was still sleeping when we came back at the hotel after a long day of interviews and photoshoots. I smiled and climbed on the bed beside him. He opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Hello," he greeted me. "I missed you."

I giggled and pressed a kiss to his lips. "Me too," I admitted. "Did you sleep well?"

He nodded and yawned. "Yes, I did." He stretched and sat up.

I followed his lead and sat up as well, making him sit on my lap. He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"Did anyone try to hit on you?" he asked me, sucking on my neck. 

His mouth was driving me crazy, and I knew that I needed to stop him; otherwise, I would end up fucking him again. But I didn't want him to be sore.

"No." I lied, "It's late. We should go to sleep."

He didn't buy it. "It's impossible that no one had tried anything with how sexy you are.” he affirmed.

"You are right," I admitted. "The famous Korean actor Cha Eunwoo had asked me for a dinner."

"Did you accept?" His voice was cold and deadly.

I nodded, "Yeah, I did. It is a good opportunity for me to be seen with someone more famous than me; my career will be boosted by that."

He sighed and pulled away from me. "My girlfriend is already planning to cheat on me."

I laughed, "No, baby. I am not going to cheat on you."

He pouted and crossed his arms on his chest. He looked cute and childish; I pulled him towards me, smashing my lips to his. He opened his mouth, and our tongues met again. My hands roamed his back and cupped his butt cheeks. I pulled away from him and grinned.

"How about we forget about this and have fun?" I suggested.

"Sounds good to me.” he agreed; his voice sounded sexy.

I stripped out of my dress, and he helped me to get rid of my bra and panties, leaving me completely naked. He ogled at my body and licked his lips.

I smirked and settled him on the bed before crawling on top of him. His mouth found mine, and we made out again. My tits were rubbing his chest, and my hands were roaming all over his back. 

His cock was hard against my thigh, and I knew what was going to happen. "Sure you can handle me, baby?" I taunted. "I know you are sore."

He grinned and flipped us over to be on top of me. "Trust me, Mum.” he promised.

I nodded and opened my legs to welcome him between them. He kissed me again before trailing kisses down my neck and to my tits. His mouth latched on to them, sucking at one nipple while playing with the other. 

I moaned; his mouth felt so good on my skin. His fingers found their way to my pussy, rubbing at my clit, making me gasp out in pleasure.

"Yeah, baby." I moaned. "Keep going."

He smirked and kept rubbing at my pussy until I came, crying out his name. I was still trembling when he settled himself between my legs. He pressed his lips to mine, and I parted them for him; our tongues fought for dominance, and I felt him pushing inside of me.

I moaned again; he was big and stretching me. "Fuck." I gasped.

He moaned on my lips and started thrusting inside of me. His cock was moving inside of me with a slow rhythm; he wasn't fucking me as hard as he was the previous night, but it still felt good.

"Baby." I gasped, "You feel so good."

He smiled against my lips before deepening our kiss again. His tongue was dancing with mine, and his cock was moving in sync with it. I could feel another orgasm building inside of me, and I knew I wasn't going to be the last one. 

"Daddy, you are going to make me cum again." I moaned on his lips.

He grunted and pounded me harder; I came again and again, squirting on his cock. He kept going until he came inside of me, his hot cum filling me and making me feel satisfied. 

I pulled him down to lay on my tits, and we cuddled there, panting and sweaty. His lips found mine again, and we kissed again.

"I love yo.” he murmured on my lips.

I grinned and kissed him back. "I love you as well, baby." 

We made out until we fell asleep in each other's arms again. The next day was going to be crazy given all the interviews and photoshoots I had to do.

I left him alone in the bed; my schedule for this last day was packed, and to top everything, I had the dinner planned with the Korean actor.

I had never been interested in dating anyone famous, but he seemed to be nice, and it was a good opportunity for my career. I wasn't sure if I could trust him at all; I was still deciding.

I reached the restaurant where our dinner was supposed to happen and spotted him already there. He smiled and waved at me. He was handsome; I had seen his movies, and he was a really good actor.

I walked towards him and smiled at him. "Hi." I greeted. 

"Sana-san, I am glad you came.” he bowed to me.

I nodded in response and let him guide me to the table. We ordered something to drink and started talking about our jobs, movies we had made, and everything. He was charming and nice; I couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

After a while, he started touching my knee under the table and rubbing it with his hand. His eyes were locked on mine, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

"Sana-san," he whispered. "You are so beautiful and sexy."

I giggled, feeling flattered. "Thank you." I said, blushing.

He grinned. "Would you like to join me for the night?" he suggested. "I promise that we will have fun."

I was tempted by his offer; my pussy was getting wet, and I needed someone to fill me. My baby was at the hotel sleeping alone. I could go back to the hotel and fuck him again, but I didn't know if he was ready for another round.

"I am not sure; is your dick big enough to fill me?" I teased him.

His eyes widened, and he licked his lips. "You are dirty.” he exclaimed. "I would love to fuck a dirty bitch like you." 

He stood up and paid for the dinner. He took my hand in his and led me out of the restaurant. The paparazzi were waiting for us outside and started snapping photos of us. I smiled and waved at them, holding his arm.

We entered a cab, and I turned to Eunwoo. "Flirting with you has been fun, but I already have a lover." I informed him. 

His demeanour didn't change; he just smirked. "I don't care about it.” he stated. "I want to fuck you tonight, and I am going to do it."

I laughed; he was confident, and I liked it. "I like your attitude, but there is a condition."

"What?" he asked. "I want you so badly, Sana." 

"My lover has to be there and be okay with thant." I said. "I have a special relationship with him, and I don't want to hurt him." 

"Who is he?" he asked.

I smiled and told him the whole truth. "He is my son and lover." 

I could tell that he was surprised by my confession. But I didn't care about his reaction; I loved my son and our special bond. 

He nodded. "Okay, I am fine with it."

I nodded as well and leaned in to kiss him. Our tongues met again, and I felt myself getting wetter. His hands were roaming my back and clutching at my butt cheeks.

We reached the hotel and went straight to my suite; my son was lying on the sofa watching a movie. He stood up when he saw me entering the room and frowned when he saw Eunwoo with me. 

“Mum." he called me. "Who the hell is he?"

"This is Eunwoo." I introduced him. "He asked me to spend the night with him."

My son's face fell; he looked upset. "Kick him out; I don't share anything of mine." 

I giggled at his possessiveness. "My baby doesn't want to share me." I taunted. "Eunwoo, I reckon you'll get blue balls tonight." I laughed.

He looked at me a bit shocked. "Are you refusing me for a kid?"

I nodded. "Yes. He is my kid, and he is mine in every way possible." 

My son's eyes got softer; Eunwoo scoffed and turned on his heels and left. I was alone with my son, and his expression changed from upset to hungry. 

"You are a nasty girl to have brought that man here," my son commented.

I removed my coat and threw it on the armchair; my brown dress was revealing my curves. "I do know." I bite my lower lip. "I'm going to make it up to you."

I descended from my heels, and my son peeled his clothes in a hurry, letting them pool on the ground. My pussy was dripping wet when I saw him naked. 

"Spin for me, daddy." I taunted him."Show me your ass."

He smirked and did as I asked; his back muscles were visible, and his ass was round and juicy. I licked my lips, wanting to bite it.

I came to him and turned him to face me; my hands went to cup his ass cheeks. "Daddy is so hot." I whispered. "I want to eat his ass." 

"Then do it, Mum.” he asserted, blushing.

I led him on the bed, and I settled him to sit on the edge of the bed while I proceeded stripping out of my clothes; my baby was looking at me with lust in his eyes. My tits were swaying in front of him, and my pussy was wet and dripping.

He got the hang of what I wanted to do; he went in the middle of the bed and lay with his bare ass up in the air, his legs spread apart for me.

I kneeled on the bed and came to him; my hands parted his ass cheeks, and I licked at his hole. It tasted like heaven under my tongue, so sweet and salty. I ate him like a pussy; his moans and grunts were making me feel good. I wanted to taste every inch of him.

I buried my finger in his ass and fucked him with it; he cried out my name. "Ohh, Mu.” he moaned.

I smiled knowing that he liked it; I added another finger and started sucking at his arsehole. My baby's cock was dripping precum; he looked ready to explode at any time. His moans were driving me crazy; seeing him trembling under my ministrations was hot.

"Fuck, Mum.” he cursed. "You're gonna make me cum."

I got more aroused by the second, and I withdrew my fingers and dove my tongue inside his hole. He cried out, "Mum!" His orgasm hit him, and I felt him shudder under me.

I kept eating him until I felt satisfied that he was done cumming. I looked at him; his cock was soft, and he was panting hard. "Mum, you are the best.” he panted.

I chuckled and licked my fingers. "I can tell you enjoyed it." 

He nodded and turned on his back; I leaned on his chest, and he wrapped his arms around my back. "I was so upset when you came with him.” he admitted.

I kissed his lips with passion; he didn't even try to fight my tongue, letting me taste him. I broke away from him and looked in his eyes mischievously.

"You gotta make me cum a lot tonight, daddy." I dared him. "I had refused a hot man for you." 

He smirked. "And what if I don't?"

"I'll call him to fuck me." I giggled. "You won't share me, but I am free to do anything I want."

My words got him fired up, and he flipped me on my back; his mouth found my pussy and sucked at it like he wanted to taste my soul. His hands were clutching at my thighs and keeping them apart.

His tongue was licking at my clit, making me moan out loudly. He was sucking at me in a way that was driving me mad.

My orgasm built up inside of me and hit me hard; I screamed his name while trembling in pleasure. 

He came to lie on my tits; I wrapped my arms around his back and held him close to me. I could hear his heart beating against mine and feel his hot breath on my skin.

"That was good," I praised. "Now we are even." 

He laughed and buried his face deeper into my cleavage. "You are something else.” he murmured.

I kissed him, and we made out lazily for a few minutes. His cock got hard again against my belly; I needed him inside of me as soon as possible.

“Daddy." I whined. "Fuck me."

He chuckled and looked at me; I could tell by his gaze that he was already thinking of new things to do with me.

He flipped us over again, making me straddle his thighs; his cock was hard and big, waiting for me to take it. His hands went to my hips and guided me to impale myself on him. I moaned when he entered me, stretching me.

He felt so good inside of me, filling me in the best way. I started moving up and down, his hands clutching at my tits and squeezing them. My pussy was clenching around his cock, making him feel the pleasure as well. He thrust up inside of me, matching my rhythm.

My baby was fucking me like a professional, and I loved it. "Yeah, daddy." I encouraged. "That's good."

I rode him as fast as I could manage; his dick was buried deep inside of me. I knew I was going to come again; his cock felt phenomenal. 

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum." I moaned.

His thrust became faster and more erratic. I released my juice, drenching his cock; my body was trembling with pleasure. My orgasm was making him lose his control; he came inside of me a few seconds later.

I collapsed on top of him, panting hard and sweaty. Our chests were rising and falling in sync. "Did you have enough?" he breathed out. "I am getting tired."

I giggled; my baby was so cute and adorable. “No." I admitted.

"Really?" he asked, looking surprised.

"I'm sure to say that Eunwoo could have taken a lot more time fucking me than you did." I teased him. "I need someone who can fuck me until I am done."

He huffed and stood up; he looked pissed off. “Fine." he stated, "I will go get him for you."

I stopped him by holding his hand and pulled him back against my chest. "The only one I want is you." I assured him. "You should be more relaxed; I was only fooling you around."

He looked unconvinced; his arms were still crossed on his chest. "You need to prove it.” he told me stubbornly. 

I chuckled knowing that he was still mad at me. I stood up as well and started making out with him again." Daddy." I purred. "Let me show you how good I am." 

My hands roamed his chest and pinched at his nipples; he gasped and moaned. His cock was getting hard again under my touch. I turned us around and pushed him down on the mattress before crawling down his body and swallowing his cock.

I sucked and licked at him until he was hard as steel. "Baby, you taste terrific." I complimented him.

I settled myself on his thighs and lowered myself on his cock, moaning loudly when he filled me. "So good."

My hips were grinding on top of his cock while my tits were bouncing in his face. His hands cupped them and squeezed them hard, making me gasp in pleasure. He was so talented at making me feel pleasure. 

"Yeah, baby." I moaned again. "That feels so good."

I moved faster and harder on him, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter. " Daddy." I moaned louder. "I, you, are going to make me squirt." 

His fingers rubbed my clit and made me lose my control, squirting all over his cock. He fucked me through my orgasm, getting me to cum again and again. I collapsed on his chest, panting hard.

I looked at him; he was looking up at me and smiling. "You okay?" he asked. "You look exhausted."

I nodded; my body was aching all over but in a good way. I sealed my lips on his again, and he wrapped his arms tighter around me.

In our last 24 hours in Milan, I showed him around wearing a disguise. He acted like the sweetest baby boy on the planet, holding my hand and making sure I was okay. 

He was so attentive and caring that I could not believe how much he got head over heels for me. He didn't throw a tantrum when some of my fans noticed me, and I took some photos with them. 

"Sana, we got an invitation for the Ralph Lauren event in Melbourne during the Australian Open." Kaori informed me while we were packing our suitcases to go back home.

I scoffed; even though I was the ambassador for Ralph Lauren Japan, I didn't see why I had to attend a sport event I couldn't care less about.

"I don't want to go; it's been a bunch of hectic days here, and the idea of travelling to the other side of the planet is stressing me out." I argued.

My assistant sighed and crossed her arms on her chest. "Sana, you got to understand that this is a good opportunity to promote yourself and Ralph Lauren; the brand is paying you a splurge of money," she explained.

I was about to refuse again when my son spoke up. "I want us to go, Mum."

I frowned; I hadn't thought about what he wanted. "But why?"

"Because I have never been to Australia," he affirmed. "And I want to see you working."

I rolled my eyes; my baby wanted to see me working like a model. It made no sense.

"But baby." I started, "It is a long trip, and it's not healthy for you."

He crossed his arms on his chest as well. "I don't see why not, Mum." 

I sighed; he was being stubborn, and I was not ready to argue with him. "Fine, we are going." 

I pouted; I knew he was going to win every argument we would have. I loved him too much and couldn't deny him anything. 

The trip to Australia was managed smoothly by my manager; we arrived two days early so we all could adjust to the local time zone and the excessive heat in Melbourne. 

"I despise this kind of weather," my son complained while swimming in our infinity pool. 

I looked at him from under my sunhat. "Well, you wanted to come." I reminded him.

He was a spoilt brat. When he wanted, he got out of the pool to come and lay down on the sunbed beside me. His body glistened under the sun, making him look like a bronze god. 

"That's true, but it is not because of that I have to like it," he pouted. "It is so hot, I feel like melting."

I chuckled and stood up from my chair. I went to him and leaned down to press a kiss on his lips. "Maybe you just need something to cool you off." I suggested.

He nodded, eager to get any kind of attention from me; he didn't realise that it would end with him being naked and being used like a slut by me. I giggled inwardly at the thought of how he was going to react when I was finally done with him.

My hands were roaming his body, and I started kissing and licking at his neck. He moaned, "Mum." 

"Hush, baby." I shushed him. "Let me make you feel better."

I trailed kisses down his chest; my lips found his nipples and licked at them, making him moan louder. My hands went to his swim shorts and pulled them down his thighs, exposing his already hard cock.

I grinned; my baby's cock was so hard for me. I took a bottle of lotion from under my sunhat and poured a generous amount on my tits. They were already glistening in the sun, but the lotion made them shine even more.

"Mum, what are you doing?" he asked me, confused. 

I smirked and hoisted myself to straddle him on the sunbed. "What does it look like?" I replied, "You are going to make me feel good."

His hands were clutching at the sunbed sheets, and his eyes were fixed on my tits rubbing his cock. I moaned; his cock was so hard against me. I bounced on top of it, making sure he was coated with my tits' lotion.

He moaned as well; his breath was getting heavier. "Fuck, Mum." 

"You want it?" I asked him, "You want your mum's tits?" 

He nodded; he was already panting like a dog in heat. "Please." 

I lowered my tits to rub his cock with them; he moaned even louder when I squeezed them together to enclose his dick. I moved up and down on his cock, making sure he got a good feeling. His precum was leaking all over my tits. I licked at my lips, wanting to taste him.

"Is it good for you?" I asked.

He nodded again; his eyes were closed, and he looked like he was about to cum. "Very good." 

"Want more?" I teased.

He nodded eagerly. "Yeah."

I grinned and bent forward to lick at his cockhead. He gasped when I took it in my mouth. "Oh fuck."

I sucked and licked at his cock until it was covered with my spit. I stood up and grabbed a towel to wipe my tits clean.

"Are you going to fuck me?" he asked hopefully.

I smirked; I didn't want him to cum that easily. "Not yet, baby." 

I started teasing him again with my tits, rubbing them on his cock and balls. He moaned and tried to push me down to ride him, but I kept denying him. He was about to beg for me when I decided that it was enough. 

I hoisted one of my legs on the sunbed and sat on him. My pussy was already wet and ready for him; I took his cock in my hand and rubbed it against my entrance.

"Baby, you gonna take your Mum?" I taunted.

He nodded and thrust up inside of me, making me cry out. His cock was stretching me and filling me so good, I started bouncing on top of him while clutching at his shoulders.

His hands cupped my tits and squeezed them, pinching at my nipples, making me scream in pleasure. "Baby, that feels so good." I cried out. 

He grinned; he loved when I was in pleasure. His hands went to clutch my hips, helping me bounce on his cock. Our bodies were covered with sweat, and we were moaning loudly.

"Mum, I think I am about to cum," he gasped. "You feel so good."

I smirked, knowing that he was close. "Come for me, baby; fill me with your cum." I encouraged him. 

His thrust got more erratic; he was moaning louder and louder. I could see his abs tensing under his skin. 

I leaned in to kiss him; he came while we were making out. His cum filled my pussy; I kept riding him, lost in pleasure. 

I came, stimulated by his jizz overflowing in her cunt, but I didn't mean to stop. I went on grinding until he was hard again; I got off him and lay on my side.

"Baby, shove your dick into my cunt.” I ordered.

He was sweating profusely; he was panting, trying to breathe. "Mum, I'm still too sensitive.” he whined.

I reached back and guided his cock inside of me, making him thrust and groan loudly. "Good boy." I praised.

He stilled; his hot breath on my skin was turning me on even more. "If you are not going to move, I'll take charge of it." I dared him.

I twerked  my ass on his cock and he cried out. "Mum." 

I giggled at him being so sensitive; I knew I had won again. His hands clutch at my waist, and he thrusts up inside me with a slow rhythm. 

I moaned and leaned back against him; I wanted him to kiss me. His lips found my neck and sucked at it, making me feel all kinds of pleasure.

"Harder, daddy." I ordered.

He complied and pounded me harder, making me gasp with pleasure. I came again, and he kept fucking me through it. My pussy was getting sore, but I was in heaven.

"Ohh daddy." I moaned. "I am going to cum again."

He groaned at my words; his cock was pulsing inside of me, and I could feel that he was going to cum soon as well.

"Come for me, daddy." I taunted him. "Fill your Mum with your cum."

He grunted. "You are going to be the death of me." 

I giggled and rocked my ass on his cock harder. "Stop speaking; I want your cum." 

I kept grinding on his dick. "Please, Mum, I'm too sensitive."

I kept going; he was almost at the edge. "Take it." I ordered. "Take my pussy like a good boy."

“Mum." he cried out again.

"Obey. You are privileged to be the one fucking me; there are plenty of other cocks that would have been happy to replace you." 

That sentence was enough to trigger him. He sank his teeth into my shoulder and thrust his dick deep inside of me. "You are a nasty bitch," he groaned. "You're gonna make me cum."

His cock started jerking inside of me, his cum filled me, and I felt my pussy overflowing. I kept grinding until I came again.

We collapsed on the sunbed, both panting and sweaty. He buried his face in my neck and moaned again.

"Mum, you are killing me," he grumbled. "You have to stop it."

I laughed and turned to face him. His face was flushed, and he was covered in sweat. "Why would I stop?"

He sighed, "Because I don't have enough stamina for you." 

I grinned at him. "Well, I am going to make you stronger as time goes by." 

We spent the rest of the day cooling down under the cool breeze of the AC unit. 

 We got out of bed at 6 pm to get ready for the event.

"You look stunning, Mum," he complimented me. "Like a goddess."

I was wearing a white sleeveless shirt tied under my boobs; my toned midriff was exposed, and the bottom part of the outfit was a long and wide skirt with blue and white stripes. It was showing my legs every time I moved. 

"You are not bad yourself." I replied. "Handsome as ever."

He was wearing a white T-shirt with his jeans and black boots; he looked so hot and cute in that outfit. His hair was messy and tousled like he just got out of bed.

I giggled knowing that he had taken a shower and had spent 20 minutes combing his hair. He looked like a cute little boy, and I couldn't help but tease him.

"Baby, you look cute like this." I stated. "Like a young boy playing dress-up."

He glared at me, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. We made it to the tennis court and took our places in the VIP area. I got immediately spotted by the media, and they started taking pictures of me.

The match was starting, and my son was getting bored. He had never watched a tennis match in his life, and he didn't understand the rules. 

He leaned against me and whispered in my ear, "Mum, this is too monotonous."

I laughed and leaned closer to him. "Your Mum predicted you could get bored." 

He pecked my cheek. "What do you have in store for me?"

I smirked; the naughty side of me took over. "Do you trust me?"

He nodded, and I signalled him to kneel in front of me; my skirt was covering his head, but I could still see his eyes looking at me under it. I leaned back and opened my legs wider, letting him crawl in between them.

I lifted my skirt and exposed my thighs; he licked his lips when he saw me wearing a tiny thong. His hands reached my legs and caressed them slowly. I moaned inwardly; my baby was so good at making me feel pleasure.

I let him bury his face between my thighs; my pussy was wet and ready for him. He sucked and licked at it through my thong; I was trying to keep my moans silent, but it was difficult. The crowd was too loud, and the music playing for the break time was masking my noises.

His fingers pumped inside of me, and he was sucking at my clit; I felt myself getting close to cumming. He knew my body so well and was making me cum easily.

"Baby." I breathed out. "I am going to cum."

He kept going until I came crying out his name; I was trembling, and my pussy was overflowing with my juice. He cleaned my pussy with his tongue, making sure to not waste a drop of my juice.

I came down from my high and pulled him out of my skirt; he was grinning at me and licking his lips. 

Thankfully, the crowd was focused on the first set coming to an end to give attention to our little affair.

I sat him on my lap, his head resting on the crook of my neck. I stroked his hair and he kissed my neck.

"You smell good," he murmured. "Like vanilla."

I chuckled, "That's the new perfume I am advertising." I informed him.

The rest of the match was uneventful for us. He stayed snuggled in my arms until the end. When we were about to leave, the paparazzi surrounded us. 

"How was your first experience at the Australian Open?" they asked me.

I smiled and waved at them. "It was wonderful and exciting." I lied. 

Kaori and security came to rescue us. We were escorted out of the venue and went directly to the hotel to pack.

We got on the plane and took off to Tokyo; he slept in my arms during the flight. I was happy and satisfied with how our first trip abroad had gone. I found out that I could trust him not to say anything to anyone about our relationship.

I was well aware that he was still young and that I would have to prepare him to deal with all the hate he would get when I decided to reveal our relationship to the world.

But for now, the world could wait. 

[pancake404]

Thoughts on Chapter 4 of Poppy Playtime

This isn't a drawing like I usually do but since I managed to play Chapter 4 blind without any spoilers, I felt inclined to share my thoughts about Chapter 4.

Right after I first played it, I, of course, a fan of the game, thought it was the best chapter in the series. But after the excitement died down a little, I put some more thought into it and read others' reviews on Chapter 4.

So here are my totally serious opinions you should absolutely think are facts as I am never wrong.

Insane Spoiler Alert for Chapter 4!

Pretty much the Chapter:

The Doctor bullies you and everyone else throughout the whole chapter.

Doey, the ally turned enemy as he tweaks out after we might've caused the Save Haven to blow up.

Every Smiling/Nightmare Critter watched JJK apparently because all they do is JUMP YOU.

We continue the trend of almost every toy we've encountered dying indirectly or directly by the player.

Prototype makes fun of everyone as he pulls the most epic prank and reveals he's been Ollie for presumingly a long time now(who would've guessed) so every plan Poppy discussed should be thrown out the window because he already knows about it.

Huggy is back to give us a warm reunion hug after we kind of unintentionally dropped him fifty stories.

Now starting with the central characters:

Player Character:

At this point, they are without a doubt, questioning their existence as all they came for(presumingly, I'll get to later) was to see if their coworkers were still in the factory by an unknown, vague note. Now, they're tied up in a conflict between the toys and they're helping out Poppy(semi-forcefully as there weren't many options) by killing the Prototype and freeing the..."still alive" human Orphans(X to Doubt) kept asleep by the Prototype.

Their name is still unofficial, where they worked in the factory is still not confirmed though hinted to be one with the lab coats, and even Dr. Sawyer is questioning why they even returned.

I do like how the Doctor questions the player's morals and reasons for coming back since these questions have been lingering in some people's heads as well. It's also been explicitly clear that there's something different about the capabilities of this unknown employee as the Doctor states that he was trying to figure out what made the player so different.

Speaking of the Doctor, Harley Sawyer.

I liked him.

He was a really cool villain with interesting dialogue and his views on the Player as he constantly tests them. His voice, the TVs, his behavior, it all made him terrifying and strangely attractive to certain people in the fanbase.

However, I do agree that there could've been a little more done with the Doctor and the concept they went with. The TVs could function like cameras alerting Yarnaby if we get spotted such as the trailer of Yarnaby implied, we can have optional dialogue from Harley depending on our actions throughout the game(or just more of it), or we could have one main controlled TV robot that Harley uses to defend the system holding his consciousness.

I also do agree that his death was a little sudden and underwhelming compared to the chase leading up to it. You just press a button after running a bit and he screams. Then no more.

But overall, a nice addition.

Yarnaby:

I like Yarnaby as well, it was a shame he died halfway through the game as I would've liked to see Yarnaby try to defend Harley when we tried to shut him down rather than him getting caught/stuck/bit on some chains and randomly combusting into fire...I think we may need some more visual clarity on how that happened unless I wasn't looking closely enough.

But the way he moved and functioned always put me on edge and it fit well to what he was described in the ARG.

Is it bad that I wished the Doctor killed Yarnaby instead to mirror the Prototype killing Catnap?

Pianosaurus:

Dude got cheated so hard.

Like actually, it's kind of funny.

I can see why people were disappointed when his one shot in the trailer was literally his whole screen time before Doey killed him a second later. I think most, myself included, would've preferred if Pianosaurus, someone they've hyped up to be an antagonist for Chapter 4, had an area where we have to survive from him and when he backs us up in a corner, then Doey would've saved us from death. Similar to Miss Delight except Doey is the executioner instead of the player.

Doey:

He was decent.

I have to admit, I don't often get attached to characters such as allies like Dogday, Kissy, Poppy(absolutely not), and Doey is no exception. In other words, I didn't care much when he died.

His story was objectively tragic and he was overall a cool character with cool concepts. The fact that he became hostile to the Player by snapping after the Save Haven was wiped out was also an interesting and yet another tragic twist where the only option now is to kill Doey.

Not surprised he died. I did notice that like Dogday, a lot of the fanbase wished to save Doey as well and some may have been angry about this turn out on him. My response to that would be...it's a horror game, killing characters you like would be the go-to move to ensure it is tragic, disturbing, and scary. It would also show that you can't hope for the best in anything because the game can kill anybody.

Advice: If you like a character in a game like this, just expect them to die...or make a fanfic of saving them as coping.

Baba Chops and the Nightmare Critters:

Clearly, they have a vendetta against the Player if they're this. Fucking. Hostile.

There are hardly any moments with them when they're not just jumping you. But I think a nice edition since you have to use the flare gun more. I had a neat idea where they climb on top of each other into a large mass like a hivemind to make a big monster made up of mini critters but that could still work with Chapter 5, we'll just have to see.

Kissy Missy:

I was kind of surprised she was alive but I do like how despite her survival, she was still badly injured and couldn't help much...not that she helped much in the previous chapters without injuries. But she did try to help the player proving her to be generally a good person trying to help us.

Then again, that also relates to how good of a person the Player is and/or something we don’t know about her.

I'm expecting her to die in Chapter 5.

But first, I was to see a fight between an injured Huggy and an injured Kissy.

Poppy:

So....she wasn't that helpful. She pretty much told us what to do, we did it, then we get blamed for it by Doey because someone(Prototype) screwed over the explosives, he tried to kill us, and we killed him, Poppy then blames us for things we both did and didn't do, Prototype call, and she runs off.

I think in one of the VHS tapes(there are two about Poppy), we see a conversation between her and Ollie which shows us directly that she isn't exactly a cunning, evil betrayer but more of a scared experiment like the rest of the orphans with a very... tunnel-visioned plan and mindset. Or very, very desperate to blow stuff up.

She does run off and abandons the player and Kissy because the case must've sucked that badly which is weird because I would rather prefer being asleep in the case than being anywhere outside of it where toys could rip me to shreds. But hey, it's her opinion I suppose.

I am surprised not a single character had not mentioned or tried to drop-kick her. Killing her shouldn't be that hard...right?

Right...I'm guessing the reason why is because she doesn't stick around enough near the player to even encounter any of the big villains.

Ollie/Prototype:

Let's face it. We all knew it. The only person who was surprised was Poppy herself.

I actually enjoyed the reveal though, I think it was intense but very funny on how it was done.

Poppy blames us and then Ollie calls, the first thing he does is do the Playtime Equivalent of doxxing our location. Dude might as well just said our address over a COD lobby.

Then he pretty much makes fun of Poppy by telling her she needs to stop pretending to be stronger than she actually is(which is true).

Then he makes fun of the player by saying, "I got the bombs, thanks for getting them for me BTW!" as we hear beeping sounds below us.

Does a whole speech before Poppy bolts, abandoning us and he proceeds to make fun of that.

Then the floor explodes and we're in the Labs now.

Either the Prototype is a (10/10) funny character or maybe my humor is broken.

Long Story Short:

It's an improvement in many ways from previous chapters but I, like many others, think there could've been just a couple of additions to make it Peak but there were some good moments. Some good lore drops and information that may or may not have screwed over a couple of Au's(depending on who's in it) but it could be worked around.

They dived way deeper into how terrible Playtime Co. in the inside from both the perspectives of the workers as well as the toys. I love that.

I will still say that Chapter 3 is my favorite even with all of this considered(Because I love Catnap) but I do hope that they truly take their complete time on Chapter 5 to make it the best possible.

Anyhow, I can't wait for Chapter 5 to bring back Catnap(yes, I AM coping), totally bring him back, if Huggy could survive a fifty-story fall, Catnap could either be shocked back alive and/or survive a stab to the head. These toys were able to tank bullets in tapes, they could survive a bit of brain damage(or piercing) and burns.

Man...the Player might not be an "angel”.

[gottencents]

My Favorite Part - Jennie Kim

pairing. idol!jennie x bp!added!member!reader

synopsis. In the aftermath of BLACKPINK’s iconic Coachella 2023 performance, a heartwarming and intimate moment unfolds between Jennie and Y/N

The camera pans backstage as BLACKPINK walks off the Coachella 2023 stage, still basking in the electric energy of their record-breaking performance. The members are visibly glowing, their smiles wide and their faces lit with pride. Crew members erupt in applause, cheering and congratulating them as the group exchanges quick hugs and high-fives, their adrenaline still pumping.

But as the excitement swirls around them, Jennie’s expression shifts. Her proud smile falters as she looks down for a moment, her hands clenching slightly at her sides. Y/N, standing just a step behind her, notices the change immediately. Without a word, Jennie turns and strides directly toward Y/N, her emotions suddenly bubbling to the surface.

As soon as she reaches Y/N, Jennie wraps her arms tightly around their torso, burying her face in their shoulder. Her body trembles, and a soft, muffled sob escapes her. Y/N stiffens in surprise for a split second before gently wrapping their arms around Jennie, holding her close.

The crew’s cheers and the other members’ chatter fade into the background as Jennie clings to Y/N, her shoulders shaking. The camera lingers on the moment, capturing the intimacy and rawness of her emotions.

“Unnie…” Y/N whispers softly, leaning their head slightly against Jennie’s. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

Jennie shakes her head against Y/N’s shoulder, her voice trembling. “No… I’m not hurt. I just—” She pulls back slightly to look at Y/N, tears streaming down her face. “It’s just… it hit me all at once. We did it. We made history. The crowd, the energy—it was all so overwhelming. I didn’t even realize how much it would mean to me until now.”

Y/N’s eyes soften as they gently wipe a tear from Jennie’s cheek. “Jennie, you were incredible out there. You didn’t just perform—you owned the stage. You made history. We all did, but you? You shined so bright.”

Jennie lets out a shaky laugh through her tears, her lips curling into a small, grateful smile. “Thank you… I needed to hear that.”

Y/N tilts their head, brushing a strand of Jennie’s hair behind her ear. “You can always come to me, unnie. I’ve got you, okay? But try not to cry too much, or Lisa’s going to make fun of you forever.”

Jennie laughs more fully this time, still sniffling but visibly more relaxed. “Don’t give her ideas.”

Unfortunately for Jennie, Lisa has already noticed. Turning from her conversation with the crew, Lisa catches sight of the pair and grins. “Yah, Jennie-unnie, are you crying? Don’t tell me Y/N is your emotional support now!”

Jennie groans, pulling away slightly from Y/N while laughing through her tears. “Yah! Lisa, stop it!”

Lisa smirks, nudging Rosé. “Look at them! Jennie and Y/N are having their own little drama over there.”

Rosé chuckles, walking over and offering Jennie a bottle of water. “Don’t tease her too much. I think she’s earned a few tears after what we just pulled off.”

Jisoo, watching from nearby, steps closer and drapes an arm around Jennie’s shoulders. “We all have. That performance? It’s Coachella history. We’ve worked so hard for this, and now we can actually say we’ve made it. We deserve this moment.”

Jennie nods, her expression softening even more. “I’m just… so proud of us. And so grateful for you guys. For all of this.” She glances at Y/N, her voice quieter. “Especially you.”

Y/N smiles, giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Always, unnie.”

As the members gather closer, laughing and reflecting on their performance, the camera pans out, capturing the warmth of their bond. Jennie’s vulnerability, supported so naturally by Y/N, becomes a standout moment in the episode of Born Pink Memories.

Later, fans watching the episode flood social media with their reactions. Screenshots and clips of Jennie crying in Y/N’s arms quickly trend, with captions like, “Jennie finding comfort in Y/N is so precious” and “The bond between BLACKPINK and Y/N is everything.” Many fans praise Y/N for being Jennie’s rock in such an emotional moment, solidifying Y/N’s place as an irreplaceable part of the group.

[stinkybrowndogs]

I mean I get that’s it’s not the only contributing factor, but I’m curious exactly how much of the shelter dog over-population problem is actually due to poor dog ownership/management vs the housing crisis and economical stress. I’d be willing to bet by investing in social programs that give people the resources they need to care for their pets (cough cough affordable and free housing cough cough) that the amount of pets in shelters would dramatically drop. We can all sit here pointing fingers and screaming at each other until we are blue in the face, but if the owners basic needs are not being met, how can we hold them to a basic standard for their pets?

[ink-the-artist]

house tour :)

bonus art, lossy versions of the first 2 gifs

[starryaike]

The sillies

[completeoveranalysis]

[6]

BACK IN THE PRESENT Watanuki partially answers his own question by recognising that they aren’t all the same people. 

And he might have just been thinking the word “different” to end that sentence, but maybe some part of him recognises the way Sakura is smiling at him?

Maybe Body Memory?

Even just the thought of that makes me unreasonably emotional

SHUT UP THEY DID NOT

THEY DID NOT DO THAT TO ME

EXCUSE ME I’M CRYING IN THE CLUB

[number-1-kuaidul-fanboy]

*AI PROCEEDS TO GO THERE DIRECTLY*

[untimelyambition]

OHOHOHOHOHO I FUCKING LOVE GENERATION LOSS

[godtier]

it amuses me how ppl will make PSA posts about how such-and-such platform uses "AI" and tells you to be Very Angry about it via context clues, but then the same ppl will happily reblog AI "art", even when it's very easy to tell and/or it takes two seconds to look at the damn comments on a post to find that it's AI generated, or that the very OP of the post tagged it as AI art, or answered an ask like "yeah I use a generator for the pics," or puts "I use midjourney to make the pics" in their profile on mobile, etc etc etc

I guess it's easier to screech about how an option in a program that you can turn off/disable within seconds and that won't actually do anything more than what your autocorrect or grammarly or siri or alexa or google assistant or photoshop filters have already been doing with/harvesting from your data for years now (spoilers: you've been using and training "AI" algorithms for longer than chatGPT has been mainstream! yes, it's basically the same concept!) than it is to do a few seconds of reading or double-checking to ensure you're not reblogging art theft and tagging it as "photography" 🙃

[yuujispinkhair]

Boyfie Sukuna in your bed in the morning

Modern!Sukuna x Reader (female). Lots of fluff. 300 words. Minors don't interact. Divider by @/ioveartfilm

You wake up to the sound of loud purring, and when you turn around, you see your cat cuddling with your boyfriend Sukuna.

Sukuna's lying on his side, shirtless and still asleep. The blanket is pushed down to his hips, revealing his muscular arms and defined abs. And your cat has gotten comfy in those strong tattooed arms and is snuggling happily against Sukuna's naked chest.

You smile and quickly grab your phone from your nightstand to snap a picture. You love seeing Sukuna like this. Those secret moments in your bed where he is all unguarded and soft. Butterflies flutter in your stomach when he begins to stir and slowly opens his eyes, his gaze instantly finding you.

You smile fondly at him and whisper,

"Hey, baby."

Sukuna's voice sounds even lower than usual when he answers you, a bit raspy from sleep. Sexy and cute at the same time.

"Hmm, princess. What are you doing?"

Your smile grows and you snap another picture.

"I need a new lock screen, so smile for the camera, ok baby?"

Sukuna huffs softly, but his catlike eyes are warm when he looks directly into your camera. His large hand carefully cups your cat's small head, scratching behind her ears as her purring grows even louder.

A lazy, sleepy smile spreads over Sukuna's tattooed face, and your heart flutters. He looks so beautiful with that soft, sleepy smile, his beautiful maroon eyes still heavy-lidded from sleep and his pastel pink hair ruffled.

This is a version of Sukuna that only you get to see. The bad boy all soft and cute in your bed. Domesticated, just like the cat purring in his arms.

I NEED HIM! :(( Soft Sukuna in the morning makes me so weak!! Thank you so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed your morning with Kuna, too ;)

Reblogs and comments would be very sweet 💗

[bladeofthestars]

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[ralfmaximus]

A 28-year-old motorcyclist died in Washington State on Friday afternoon because a dipshit Tesla driver rear-ended him at speed. A Snohomish man, 56, was commuting in his 2022 Tesla Model S when he activated the car’s camera-based advanced driver assist system and according to his statements to police, began looking through his phone. With nobody paying attention to the car’s actions, the Tesla software ignored Jeffrey Nissen on his motorcycle and continued on at speed. The car rear-ended the two-wheeler, Nissen was flung from the bike, and his life ended pinned underneath the electric car, where he was still lodged when police arrived to the scene.

Tesla claims another life.

Reminder that even if you are personally aware of how dangerous Tesla vehicles are and vow to never ride in one, they can still kill you.

My own driving habits have changed around them. I always give Teslas extra space, avoid following them directly, and expect them to stop or swerve suddenly without notice.

Cannot count the times I've pulled up next to a Tesla at freeway speed, noticed the driver playing on their phone. Tap the horn. They look up with surprise.

Please, don't be that guy.

[dmitriene]

simon riley filming a sex tape with you, little something to jerk off to while being away from you, the pretty pictures you send to him in flimsy underwear is not enough now, he needs more, something long enough that he could watch for many loads to go to waste, something where he could hear your pretty sounds, knowing it's him who punched them out of you.

it's the way you look splayed on your tummy, kneading at the crumpled sheets below, almost tearing them off each time simon's thighs slap against the back of yours, letting you feel the burn of skin and the way his pelvic collides with your slick soaked pussy, hips snapping off from your perched ass and back again, fat of your ass globes stinging at the contact.

it's raw, in the way simon presses his calloused palm against the small of your back, flattening his fingers there with a small barely noticeable brush of fingertips, making your spine arch for him with more pitchy, gasped out mewls, your vision blackening when he grinds his fat cock so deep your pussy clenches around, feeling every bulged vein and the way he throbs, dragging his cock with a wet squelch.

simon makes you cum on his cock in time with him, making you hang on a thin thread of orgasming as he slams in your pulsing pussy with buckling thrusts, urging you to look in the camera of the phone that stands on the bedside table, luckily not rattling the way your bed is, as his hand squeezes at your nape, turning your head aside, pressing you into drool soaked pillow.

gaze blurry, your eyes flutter as you look obediently, trembling beneath simon and his violent movements, light headed and breathless as everything blurs before you, you don't even sure you're looking directly into the camera, as you pull up a lopsided, silly smile on your lips, drool stretching from your upper teeth, before your head falls back with rolling eyes.

main masterlist. quidelines.

[sleep-0-deprived]

can i ask for the yan!roommate's reaction to the reader finding the camera in the bathroom and purposefully jacking off in front of it?

just found out about this blog and i am already hyped we need more subby yans in the world

Yandere roommate imagines (sub Yandere oc) ~!

A/N so the Yandere is just a random Oc you can imagine it as whoever I just needed a name for the fic! And you’re totally right there aren’t nearly enough sub Yandere as I’d like <33

Imagine you just got home from the gyms and all you wanna do is get into your shower you don’t have many other thoughts in your brain, you would have used the shower at the game but you have a “problem”~ between your legs and you knew you had to get home.

Imagine, you’re stripping your clothes cutting the hot water on as the mirror begins to fog up, your cock pressing to your stomach with precum oozing from the slit as you step in the shower running your fingers through your hair letting out a quiet grunt. You notice something from the corner of your eye when you’re looking up at the shower head, confused you reach for it picking it up you realize it’s a camera.

Imagine you already know who put the camera there I mean how could you not? There was only one man you knew creepy enough to wanna watch you shower and that was you’re roommate, and you know you felt a little generous you thought since you were already hard why not give him a show.

Imagine you sit the camera on a bath shelf and start speaking “I know you’re watching me Lucas” you grin as you bend down a little making sure your face was in full view as you use one hand to run down giving your pec a firm squeeze before gripping at your shaft giving one long stroke. On the other end of the camera Lucas sat in his room in the shared apartment nearly going feral when he sees your hand on your cock.

Imagine his face all red laying originally across his bed he soon gets up hurriedly trapping his laptop making sure the door was locked as he shakily grips the device for dear life feeling himself already aroused by the sight of you touching yourself, wanting nothing more than for your cock to be stuffed inside him as he rubs himself up against his matress letting out a few whines of desperation.

Imagine your hand holding your cock pointed straight at the camera giving him the perfect shot of your veins pulsing beneath your fingers while you bite at your bottom lip “didn’t know u had a total creep of a roommate, Lucas?~” you coo hazily standing in the shower the water running down your body down past your thighs with a few heaves meanwhile Lucas on the other hand wasn’t nearly as calm.

Imagine his hands fumbling with his zipper sitting the laptop on his bed as he pulls his boxers down placing the laptop on his pillows in front of his face as he drools, two fingers shoved between his lips with him laying on his stomach removing his fingers with them all coated in spit as he presses them to his rim pressing one finger in moving it in sync with your hand imagining it was your cock inside him as adrenaline fills his head making his body numb to the pleasure only becoming more infatuated with you each second as he murmurs out “y-es~” over and over.

Imagine when you cum you make sure your cock head is pointed directly at the camera lens, wanting him to see your red, angry looking tip when you climax. Your body tensing up intentionally not letting him see the face you make when you orgasm, only attempting to further tease your roommate with what he can’t seem to fully grasp hold of, which is you. “Hope you enjoyed my little show Lucas”

Imagine when Lucas sees that he’s in a whole other world of need, if he was feral before it was like he was a rabbit in the middle of heat because he pulled his hands away from himself with a little gasp while getting up not even bothering to turn his computer off, pouncing on you as soon as you make it to your bedroom with his brain all fuzzy and fast from your menacing taunts pulling your towel off.

Imagine your night ending with your roommate on top of you his thighs straddling you with his hands gripping your shoulders tightly mewling his lips all parted wide and his eyes half lidded and rolled back glossed over while he erratically lifts himself over and over again riding you harshly even when he feels like his rim is on fire from being stretched so long, you give his ass cheek a slap punching the ref handprint grumbling in his ear “this was what you wanted right?” As you hold his hip tightly grounding yourself deeper inside him pressing to his prostate roughly “then take it Lucas”

[merakidoll]

soo … all i can say is im ovulating 🤗 this is a part for my best friends mom series

“mmm rub her faster mama” connie stood above you, his sock covered feet sinking into the mattress as the camera flashed repeatedly above you. your ring finger shined against the flashing light of him photographing how you fingered yourself. “one more finger you can do it. you take more with my dick baby” being much older than connie you thought the relationship would have challenge, tribulations. but really the only tribulation was you hiding him from your son.

“yea, pretty ass pussy with a big ass ring” connie zoomed more into your wet cunt that was leaking all over the covers. he took a pictures just as jucices dripped from your clenched hole to your ass. “c-connie” you whined bucking into you hand, connie slowly getting on his knees. he paused his photoshoot to place a gentle kiss on your puffy clit, a smirk on his face that let you get a glimpse of his shining grills. “what ma’ma?” your eyes rolled to the back of your head when your fingers touched a spacific spot. connie immediately putting the camera back up and dropping a large wad of spit directly on your hole making your legs shake.

“m-moveee!” you tried kicking him with your foot, connie laughing at you and grabbing ahold of the body part, turning the camera on video mode and towards himself. “my baby such a slut” he looked into the camera smiling, still using his other hand to hold you foot. “mm” he said to himself looking at your pretty white toes, his mouth moving before he could think. tounge swrirling against your big toe making sure the camera caught how he groaned against your feet - saliva dripping everywhere, while you cried- pussy pulsing in the background.

connie tuned the camera back towards you, a evil laugh fall from him as he let your foot go, and let the camera get the view of your pussy and face. pretty brown tits laying on your chest the went up and down quickly. “you finna cum baby?” connie knew you were, already seeing the thick cream gushing out of you, just when you stomach began to bubble, connie moved two of his fingers to rub your clit while the three in your hole worked faster.

“c-connieeeoooo s-stop! g-gottaaaa-” you couldn’t even let him know what was happening before squirt started shooting out of you. connie’s obnoxious laugh was in the video- him angling the camera to capture how he got his face closer and opened his mouth drinking up everything you had to offer. in the shoot, connie’s hand shook as he pulled out his own tan dick that was red. he began pumping himself for the camera. your cunt finally done and leaving you a twitching mess. “yea, fuck- love this pussy!” he let go of his cock to slap your pussy making a small wet sound erupt in the room setting him off.

“l-love my fuckin wifeee” his threw his head back camera falling on the bed, as his cum painted your pussy, the camera only getting the sexy sound that came from you both.