#Breaking free from manipulation
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wisterianwoman · 11 months ago
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From Shame and Abuse To Belonging and Authenticity
Trauma and abuse can instill shame within us, leading to a distorted self-image and a belief that we are inherently flawed or unworthy. To heal, we must challenge the false narratives we've internalized and rediscover our innate worth and resilience.
Walk from shame, trauma, and narcissistic abuse to belonging and authenticity in this informative exploration. Glean insights into trauma, narcissistic abuse, and the quest for belonging, and find empowerment through self-reflection, self-care, and reclaiming your identity. living in silence Time to get sensitive. I really, really struggle with feeling like I belong. When I open my mouth to say…
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cha-lii · 2 months ago
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viktor: fuses mind and body with the hexcore and becomes near-emotionless god-like cult leader that takes over other people’s mind and body to achieve his mystery goals
jayce: disappears on unknown adventure and returns very clearly scarred and traumatised to complete a very clearly emotionally taxing task
arcane fans: wow can’t believe jayce let the arcane control him like that what a dick
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ozzo-the-wozzo · 6 months ago
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I need to you guys to stay with me and imagine Adrien Agreste experimenting with what to wear after he quits modeling but being hopelessly lost on where to start so, after much consideration, he gets the brilliant idea to mimic his friends clothing aesthetics.
So naturally one week he’s wearing a backwards cap and baggy jeans in an attempt to mimic Nino who is ecstatic and another he’s wearing a lot of flannel which makes Alya roll her eyes and another him and Marinette are practically twins much to his delight until she gently tells him he only likes it because they are matching and he should probably keep looking until he finds something that is his own.
But instead he just keeps on mimicking classmate after classmate until he runs through them all and he starts talking to Kagami who’s figuring things out herself and doesn’t provide much to go off of and he settles on wearing suits until someone mistakes him for Felix.
So then he decides to move on from people and starts to look on Pinterest at Marinette’s suggestion and he copies the outfits down to a science but why does everything STILL feel not right? He decides it’s the website so he moves on and copies what he sees in magazines and in ads and it feels a little better but he also feels a little sick when he does it and why isn’t anything right and he’s twisting the ring on his finger so much it’s leaving a mark and hes pacing around the mansion and it has so many portraits and his dad is in all of them and why is he suddenly getting the feeling nothing he puts on will ever be right and why in the world does this stupid ring feel so heavy.
And so after a month of experimenting, he gets up in the morning one day and decides to try on the outfit he always used to wear and attempts to do his grown out hair the old way and looks in the mirror and stares at himself for a while. He slips on his sneakers and then the door rings and he heads downstairs to meet Marinette for school. As they’re walking he is still trying to decipher what he feels and he suddenly realizes that his dad would like this outfit a lot. He smiles to himself and tells Marinette and she smiles weakly and says she supposes he would and then avoids his eyes.
Adrien feels that familiar twist in his stomach that tells him something isn’t right, but when he tries to reflect on why that would be he’s only met with the same fuzzy memories of his father that he can’t quite sort out. He wonders if that’s where the unease comes from but then he shakes his head because those memories must be good because his father died a hero.
And so he wears the same outfit he always wore, ignoring the fact it feels a little too tight on him and that it makes his new ring feel heavier than ever.
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nonbinarylesbianherb · 6 months ago
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I find it almost funny the women who shame Alicent for being a victim of misogyny in a patriarchy she did in fact NOT create and had always existed. I find it funny because they think they’re better than Alicent, they think if they were in Alicent’s position that they would’ve instead been some feminist icon- no, if you dealt with the same trauma, the same manipulation, the same system that Alicent did, you would’ve ended up just like her. Not better, in fact maybe even worse.
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ellipsiseffervescent · 1 year ago
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when discussing Walt's body count do we include the plane full of people who died because he murdered an air traffic controller's daughter?
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detective-piplup · 3 months ago
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ugh just got the most banger idea. am i really going to draw prosecutor luke puppet imagery a second time
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smiles-rambles · 5 months ago
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Man someone in that last post is HEATED about billford it’s very amusing to watch. I don’t ship it whatsoever cuz Bill deserves no one but you don’t have to reply to every single comment saying that it’s toxic and that toxic relationships should never be glorified or whatever?? And then say horrible things about people?? Like genuinely are you ok???
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thats-a-lot-of-cortisol · 8 months ago
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✨ someone ✨ broke their oath the other night
#this poor woman has had A Time. killed cazador got oathbreaker'd had her act 3 romance scene all in one day#i was kinda hoping it would happen b/c it fits how her story's been going#but i wasn't willing to ascend astarion to guarantee it#and i didnt want to fudge it by looking it up#but i figured freeing the spawn *might* do it since she's oath of ancients and i was Correct#and it's in character for her anyway. 'anyone sentient deserves a chance' is a *big* part of her moral beliefs#i want to see if aylin has any comments re: oathbreaking but i doubt it#i've got some half-baked ideas bouncing around my head for interactions b/wn them after loroakkan though#guess i dont have to worry about whether pretending to go along with mystic carrion will break her oath now lol#the 'gods dont give a shit about you' themes have been hitting her hard. and like. yeah#even growing up in a region not totally under lolth's thumb she was explicitly taught that the gods she knew were to be feared#and even following corellon the only choice she's been given is forget everything & literally become a different person#or (presumably) be in lolth's clutches after she dies#and seeing the clear manipulation from mystra & vlaakith & shar was doing a number on her#so something she viewed as the obvious correct choice breaking her oath was her last straw#im thinking about changing her epithet but idk what it would be so im keeping it as a tag for now#diodore#the star's shield#bg3#bg3 screenshots#bg3 spoilers#oathbreaker#bg3 oathbreaker#drow paladin#i love how they handle oathbreaker in bg3 btw. i've always thought it wasnt an inherently bad thing & i feel vindicated#image id in alt text#bg3 tav#my post#blood cw
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razzle-zazzle · 6 months ago
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wait, what's eye for an eye about?
Okay, okay, so, I know I've talked about it before, but do you recall how, in Tournament of Elements, when Garmadon was describing how Chen turned allies against the Elemental Alliance in the Serpentine War, the EM we're shown attacking the Elemental Alliance is an Earth Master? Because that detail lives rent-free in my head all the time.
So Eye for an Eye is based off of that; assuming the Earth Master we're shown is Lily's father and not a pre-transition Lily, then I can assume a lot of things from that scene. Like, say, that Shane (what I've been calling Lily's father since before Lily had her own canon name) was disgraced by it, or regretted it deeply. So then Eye for an Eye is about a cycle that that manipulation starts. Shane turns against the alliance during the war, so Lily starts cracking down on Chen's noodle mafia vigilante-style in retaliation, to which Chen retaliates by having her son abducted onto his island.
So Cole grows up on Chen's island, working in the factory, and because Chen is. well. awful Cole's not gonna have a good time. And so as Cole grows and the canon plot of ToE progresses, he finds himself with the ability to continue the cycle of revenge between his family and Chen, or to end it entirely. And since he grew up in the abrasive and distrusting environment that Chen constructed to keep the cult and factory workers in line, Cole could very well end up taking his own revenge instead of breaking the cycle.
tl;dr Chen had Cole kidnapped and brought to his island as a child and Cole does not have a good time there
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sayabenz · 1 year ago
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aljazeeraenglish: "Al Jazeera analysed hundreds of world leaders' speeches to see how language is shaping the Israel-Gaza war (aka genocide) and its resolution"
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hiddenbeks · 1 year ago
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rare cute khaless moment,,
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ruminate88 · 6 months ago
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Life after emotional abuse - 07/07/24:
What a crazy but very busy and eventful week I’ve had. My husband has been off all week with vacation time but we didn’t get to go on vacation. He cries that we never have money but yet he spent it this week doing local stuff as if we’re rich lol confusing… my trust with him as been better this week but still not perfect. The other night I actually felt super connected to him and I haven’t felt that way AT ALL pretty much since I met him 😩😭 I’ve struggled for sure.
I had JUST walked away from Andrew when I met my husband, I was not completely over Andrew or healed whatsoever. I married my husband when the wounds are very fresh and I am completely in the dark about my self and the abuse or trauma. I thought I had forgiven Andrew and that I was going to leave him alone and move on…. I did physically move on but I could not stop thinking of Andrew at all 😓 was shameful!
since I’ve gotten married, my nervous system recognizes everything is okay but like every time I am triggered, it all acts up again. I have many days I fight to digest my food or have any energy. I have pushed and pushed myself to get better. I’m taking all kinds of vitamins now and I drink soooo much coffee hoping to get up off the couch and walk across the floor. This week pushed me beyond my limits.
another issue I realize I need to work on is “decision making” wow last night my husband was sooooo frustrated with me cuz we’re at this fare by his parents house and there’s different food trucks to choose from. My husband got frustrated cuz I can’t decide what to get. I wanted him to decide for me and he hates that. I just don’t know what I want 😓 I don’t wanna ask for anything from him and I feel bad he’s spent so much money on me this week but it’s his love language. My husband likes to buy me things or buy me food. Ugh, it’s not my love language AT ALL it’s sometimes just a bothersome cuz why can’t you just hug me and tell me you love me?? Why you gotta buy me food instead? lol well, eventually I chose ice cream and my husband was like “ok, finally….” And he let me get whatever I wanted. I think he was annoyed cuz he doesn’t care what I ask for, he will let me have it and he doesn’t care what it cost but I do!!!
I’ve never had a boyfriend ever buy me stuff before… my very first boyfriend Stewart was homeless. I was only 18 and Stewart made me feel sorry for him cuz at one point him and his mom lived in their car…. (So he said) Stewart never had money and wouldn’t hold down a job, so I paid for everything we did!!!! So to be the taking care of everyone, to now my husband wants to take care of me, wow. Mind blown 🤯 I don’t feel worthy or deserving of such love and respect but I am trying not to take it for granted or hurt my husband. I feel so much guilt every time my brain fixates and ruminates over Andrew but I mean, I’m STILL processing and making sense of my past. Having to accept harsh truths about the past.
I know I’m healing, people say I am and I’ve done well, as far as I do not Google Andrew or anything like that. I will get past all this at some point. Idk why decision making is so hard for me, I just idk I’ve never had a good man like I do now and I am constantly convincing myself he’s my soulmate and that we complement each other and are meant to be 🥰🥺 now if I could stop searching for Andrew everywhere I go ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 why do I have to convince myself so hard? Why do I have to force myself to feel, to connect and to trust?? Is it really from all my exes gaslighting me? 😔
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kitten4sannie · 3 months ago
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pairing: peter parker/venom! yunho x gf! reader
genre: spider man au, smut
summary: your boyfriend is going through a phase.
w.c: 3.3k (porn with a microscopic amount of plot)
warnings: dom! yunho, sub! reader, venom should have his own warning bc bro is NASTYY (so is yuyu 🤝🏻), partial mind manipulation? on yunho’s part? bc venom is in his head? idk, praise/degradation, pet names/name calling, teasing, fingering, hand kink….,, SIZE KINK., manhandling, pussy eating, tongue kink, raw feral sex (doggy + missionary), bro has a monster cock, also monster fucking!! bc venom takes over <3, cum eating, breeding kink, bulge kink, dacryphilia, mind break, record breaking creampie
a/n: listen …….i LOVE venom, the things i would let venom do to me would set humanity back at least fifty years. NOW VENOM YUNHO ON THE OTHER HAND,, oh boy. boyyyy oh boy. i don’t think i have to explain myself when it comes to that combination bc this fic speaks for itself lol. are you curious now? why don’t you give it a peek then, hm? (。•̀ᴗ-)✧ and then lemme know what you thought of it pretty please? <3
song rec: new woman - lisa feat. rosalía (get it bc he’s a new man - bc of venom - 😼)
fictober 2024
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“And just where have you been, Jeong Yunho?” you asked your boyfriend in a more teasing manner than anything, once he snuck in past the sliding glass door of the balcony, getting up from the couch you were waiting restlessly on. When he stood there silently just looking at you through the white eye shaped sections of his mask, you pouted, nervously wrapping a lock of hair around your finger. “Just be honest with me and I won’t be mad, okay?” 
Despite the lack of sleep, you were ready for him this time. He wasn’t about to casually sneak in or out of the house another night that week without you catching him. Usually, you wouldn’t have been concerned because you were used to him being gone when there was crime taking place or a super villain that needed to be brought to justice, but recently…your boyfriend was acting strange. He was starting to become moody and secretive, opting to brush you off when you asked him about it. Yunho had even taken up using substances in his free time, finding him drunk or high off his ass in the apartment when you got home from work. The final straw was when you came home one night to find him in the kitchen with freshly dyed hair and new piercings he had given himself, a few empty boxes of black hair dye and bloody safety pins laying haphazardly on the kitchen counter. 
Yunho took off his mask and rubbed at his eyes like he was tired, leaving a bit of smeared eyeliner underneath them, before shoving his hands into the pockets of his frayed jacket, the one that was slightly zipped just enough to cover his iconic red suit. 
“She knows about us,” said the annoying parasite that had just recently made a home inside him. “We should eat her.”
“No, I’m not doing that,” Yunho grumbled, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. 
You walked up to him, gently putting a hand on his chest. “Yun, I just wanna know where you were at, that’s all. You know I respect your space,” you murmured, your pout growing slightly, your eyebrows upturned with concern. 
“She’s looking at us with those big round eyes again, Yunho,” Venom told his host, letting out a disgusting groan only he could hear. “It’s gonna make us hard. If we’re not going to eat her, let’s fuck her, at least.” 
“Mingi asked me to take care of some douchebags that had been causing trouble at that new club he works at. That’s all, baby,” Yunho replied softly, reaching down to press the back of his hand against your cheek, before cupping it. He noticed the teary look inside your doe eyes. “Hey, are you okay?” 
You nuzzled into his big warm hand, before reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck to hold your boyfriend close. “I’m fine…I’ve just been worried about you, Yun. You’ve been acting a bit…different.” 
“Let’s show her just how different we’ve become, Yunho,” Venom egged him on, knowing Yunho could feel just how much he wanted to break through the barrier of his host’s mind and take control. “She’ll love it.”
How could he possibly explain to you that he was always in a never ending battle with a frightening otherworldly parasite that had found its way inside of him? You would be so scared and disgusted, you’d probably never trust him again. He couldn’t risk losing you, not when you were his only anchor to the normal life he desperately craved, and the first person he’s ever felt this strongly about. 
“I’m just going through a phase, I think,” Yunho expressed wholeheartedly, resting his hands around your waist, his thumbs slightly pressing into your hip bones through your sleep shirt, feeling just how delicate you truly were. You were so small compared to him, practically swimming in one of his band t-shirts that you regularly wore to bed; you were so tiny and cute, and…”Malleable,” Venom finished. Yunho couldn’t tell if the parasite was influencing all of his thoughts or if he was just that perverted. 
“Do you wanna talk about it, Yun?” You pressed yourself closer to Yunho, feeling his large hands enclose around your small waist, making you feel a bit dizzy. When he shook his head, you tilted yours, wondering if what you felt pushing against your middle was exactly what you thought it was. “Or, do you want to take me to bed?” 
It had felt like forever since Yunho had touched you, kissed you even. You had almost forgotten what it was like to feel him inside you, filling you up over and over again until his love spilled out. Just the thought alone made your body begin to overheat. Was it wrong of you to take his simple answer at face value? Should you have pushed the issue, instead of letting him push you back into the wall of the hallway? You weren’t sure, but you were just grateful that your boyfriend still wanted you like this. 
“Did punching those guys at the club make you this horny?” you asked playfully, a sudden shiver of pleasure shooting up your spine when Yunho’s warm hands snaked up underneath your shirt and began groping at your tits.
“So horny,” Yunho joked back, a shaky exhale escaping his bobbing throat as he swallowed. 
 “Nnngh, I didn’t know fighting crime did it for you, Yun.” 
“Knowing I’m already getting your little pussy wet just from this is what’s doing it for me, baby,” he whispered into your ear, having to practically lower himself to your height just to do so, able to clearly hear the breathless moan that left your lips. Yunho was already breathing hard, his mind swimming with constant racing thoughts that all pertained to his pretty little girlfriend and what he was going to do to you, squishing your soft flesh in between his slender fingers, using his thumbs to rub your hardening nipples in teasing circles. 
It had felt like eternity since Yunho had allowed himself to feel you underneath his touch, to even simply look at you with unbridled lust. He wanted to see all of you, witness the way you completely opened yourself up to him. It was driving him insane. Was it selfish of him to give into temptation when there was something else living inside him? Something that he knew was taking even more pleasure in this than he was? He wasn’t exactly sure, but he knew it was far too late to stop now. 
“Let us see her tits, Yunho, they feel so nice inside our hands, we need to see,” Venom demanded, desperately shaking the bars of his figurative cage. 
When Yunho tugged your shirt up and over your tits, your gasp became muffled, your eyes widening as he stuffed the hem of the shirt into your mouth. You were going to close your legs to keep your arousal from spilling down your thighs, but your eager boyfriend pushed his larger one in between them. 
“You’re so pretty, angel,” Yunho cooed softly, admiring the way you began to grind your cunt against his thigh, despite the sheepish expression you offered him, a bit of drool escaping the corner of his mouth from witnessing such a display of pure desperation. “Look at you go…rubbing yourself all over my thigh like a horny little slut.” 
“N-not a slut,” you whimpered softly, his insult causing a fresh wave of slick to leak out onto Yunho’s torn jeans. “Just need you, Yuyu.” 
“Her breeding hole needs to be trained to handle my size. Do it now,” Venom growled into Yunho’s mind, growing more and more demanding by the second, very aware that his host was starting to lose control of himself. 
“Yeah? How about this?” Yunho pulled your panties to the side so that he could watch as your greedy cunt swallowed up one of his long, bony fingers to the knuckle. “Is that enough, baby?” 
“I meant with your human sized cock, you insufferable prick,” Venom chided, simply not understanding the pleasurable benefits that prolonged foreplay could offer being the inhibited hothead that he was. 
Something about the way Yunho was taking his time with unraveling you, the way he was drinking in the sight of your bare body with pure lust inside his dilated eyes, all while he had one of his digits plunged inside you. It made you pulse and squeeze around it. “F-full.”  
“But I barely fit one finger inside you, sweetheart. What’ll happen if I put another?” Yunho suddenly tugged your borrowed t-shirt up and over your head, leaning in close to your face to catch the way your breath hitched as soon as he slipped another finger inside, curling them just enough to hit your sweet spot each time he finger-fucked you, earning a few whiny moans from his beloved girlfriend. “Oh, that’s right. You turn into my little sex toy, don’t you?” 
“Y-esss, Yuyu, just for you, fuck,” you cried out, hooking your arms around his neck to keep yourself from completely melting into the floor. 
“That’s a good girl,” he groaned into your ear, quickly stuffing his thick digits into you, unable to get Venom’s ungodly thoughts out of his head all the while, unable to keep himself from shoving a third finger into you, your slick walls pulsating around him. “You think you’re feeling full now…just wait till my cock’s inside you.”
Gasping, your nails dug into his back through his clothes. “Oh my god, Yunho, give it to me, please, please, please,” you whined breathlessly into his neck, trembling in his arms as overwhelming pleasure washed over you. “N-need your cock in me.” 
“Fuck, I can’t believe you’re already begging to be fucked like that. I almost forgot how much of a needy little slut you are when you need cock. You like the thought of me stretching out your little pussy that much, huh?” He smiled against your heated skin when you whimpered and nodded eagerly, not allowing you to witness the brief moment his eyes turned completely black. “I just might split you open.” 
You almost didn’t recognize your boyfriend when he tossed you onto your shared bed like you weighed close to nothing, and you certainly didn’t recognize him when he manipulated your limbs until you were laying with your head down against the mattress and your ass up in the air. Usually, he wanted to do missionary, so that he could kiss and look at you when you both came undone, but now, now he had you in a position that was apparently ‘perfect for breeding’, or at least, that’s what you thought you had heard him mumbling about from behind you. 
“Now’s the time, human. We must show her how great we are,” the alien reminded Yunho, delighted that his black parasitic poison was now making its way through his host’s veins, showing up from underneath his milky skin. It was changing him in ways that would most definitely benefit all three of you. 
Yunho squeezed his large hands into the sides of your ass and spread it open, hyper focused on your dripping cunt and how it struggled to accommodate his obscene size. “Poor baby’s so tiny, my little princess can barely take me inside her pretty cunt,” he sighed, pulling out just enough to send a few strands of spit onto his own cock, lubing up the base of it and pushing back in, a shiver of pleasure shooting up his spine as soon as he heard the broken cry that left your drooling mouth. “Looks like we’re going to have to break you in.” 
You felt like you were losing your mind. Your boyfriend had just barely bottomed out inside of you and you were already about to cream yourself. And, it might’ve been the cock drunk state you were in, but you swore to god that his dick got bigger. It felt like it was kissing your cervix already and he hadn’t even moved yet. Not to mention, it felt so hot inside you, and there was so much pre-cum coating your walls, you almost thought he had came prematurely, but he would’ve been asleep and snoring away already if he did. 
Yunho violently interrupted your train of thought by slamming his hips forward, letting out a deep, long groan as though he were experiencing euphoria. He grabbed your wrists and held them behind your back, tucking them together so that he could hold them both with one large hand, and quickly got to work, yanking you back onto his cock, using you like his own personal sex doll. “That’s fucking it, isn’t it, angel? You like that? You fucking like that?” 
“Yeah, fuck me,” you moaned back, realizing this ‘phase’ of Yunho’s was one of the best things that could’ve ever happened to the both of you, previously unaware that something this rough, something this animalistic, could feel as good as it did. 
“She’s ours, she’s ours, Yunho, fuck, we’re going to cum inside her,” Venom blissfully announced into Yunho’s head, fully taking over his host in that very instant, gracing Yunho with the symbiote’s much more endowed features. 
It was then that you let out a sudden gasp, the air that quickly filled your lungs leaving as a wavering moan of pleasure instead. It was almost as if Yunho’s cock had grown twice in size. You didn’t even know how that was possible, but you were too lost in the moment to question it. “So big, it’s so fucking big, Yunho, nnnngh, it’s gonna break me,” you exhaled, quickly pulling at the sheets once he gifted you partial physical autonomy, your eyes beginning to disappear underneath your eyelashes. 
“That’s right, pretty girl, and you’re going to keep taking it all, even after I’m done impregnating you,” Yunho agreed huskily, bending over you until his overheated body pressed into your shoulders and back, his long fingers curling around the softness of your hips. Just as his never ending seed spilled into you and made its way into your womb, Yunho dragged his long tongue up in between your straining shoulder blades and along your neck, savoring your flavor. He truly wanted to eat you, unable to stop drooling, but the annoying mortal he shared this body with wouldn’t let him. Venom figured he would have to settle for the next best thing.  
You didn’t even have a chance to finish shaking, let alone take a breath, before you were being lifted up and lowered back down onto your boyfriend’s face, your cunt fitting snugly between the curves of Yunho’s lips and nose. Just as he lapped at your extremely sensitive clit and slit, you couldn’t help but jolt away, his forearms suddenly locking tightly around your middle. “O-oh…!” 
“Hold still. Need a taste of this pretty cunt,” Yunho growled under his breath, angling his head back and opening his mouth wide enough so that he could explore the entirety of your used cunt, licking and drinking up the mixed arousal that spilled out of you to his heart’s content.
“Y-yunhooo,” you whined pathetically, reaching forward to hold onto the headboard to keep yourself from passing out from the pleasure that was overloading your mind, looking down to watch how he eagerly nosed at your clit. “Fuck, i’ll cum again…” 
“Then, do it, princess.” Just as he swallowed down more of your wetness, he realized it wasn’t enough, unable to keep himself from sliding the entirety of his tongue inside you, feeling you clench around the base of it. 
“Oh my god, your tongue, it’s so–haaaah,” you reacted breathlessly, digging your nails into the wood of the headboard, the longer his serpent-like tongue slithered in and out of you so seamlessly, unable to fully understand how any of this was possible. When the thickest part of his appendage rubbed at your g-spot, you saw white around your vision, your ears ringing, unable to hear the filthy slurping sounds Yunho was making underneath you as he drank up your squirt. 
When you came to, you were back underneath Yunho, in the missionary position he loved so much, yet this time it was profoundly different. His eyes were as dark as his freshly dyed hair, one corner of his mouth split open, inviting a myriad of long, serrated fangs, all while black wispy tendrils clung onto one side of his face like a second skin. You realized too late why Yunho was acting so out of character, and that you were never actually alone with him the past few weeks. You had an uninvited guest, an alien symbiote known as Venom, to be exact — and here you were, face to face with him, his disgustingly oversized cock stretching you wide open.
“Oh god, you’re actually going to split me open, what the fuck,” you gasped sharply, clutching the sides of Yunho’s cheeks, your fingers tugging at the ends of his sweaty hair. 
“Silly human, as much as we’d enjoy seeing that, you won’t split apart. You have a prime body for breeding, didn’t you know?” he chuckled darkly in a two-toned voice, pressing his hand down into your abdomen to feel the sheer size of himself protruding through your lower belly each time his hips routinely smacked into yours. “We knew Spider-man’s pretty little girlfriend would make a perfect host for our offspring. Just look at you, you’re taking us so well.” 
You didn’t know what was going to break your mind first, the fact that you were essentially being used as a breeding tool for an alien that would take great pleasure in swallowing you whole, or the fact that your cunt was eagerly swallowing up something so absurdly large, its heavy girth and width stretching you so wide, it felt as though you would fall apart at any given time. Despite the insanity of it all, your body and mind welcomed it, creaming yourself on his alien cock. 
“Good girlll,” Yunho praised, letting his long slimy tongue slip out to lick up the side of your cheek until he tasted the salt from the tears that fell down your face. He fully sheathed himself inside you one last time, before his large hands cemented around your waist, holding you completely still as his hot load joined the other one he had previously fucked into you, his heavy breaths warming the skin of your neck. “That’s it, princess, take it all, just like that…” 
You could hardly breathe, let alone move, simply laying still in your boyfriend’s arms, taking everything he gave you, as wave after wave of cum coated the insides of your aching cunt and flooded womb, some of it spilling down the insides of your legs and dripping onto the stained sheets below. It felt so good to be filled up in such a way that you came again without direct stimulation, letting out a broken cry, before Yunho silenced you with a kiss. 
When you opened your teary eyes, your boyfriend’s previously monstrous traits were gone, instead replaced with his usual soft, flushed features that you adored so much. You watched him open and close his mouth, as if he didn’t know what to say. You pressed another kiss to his lips, gently running your fingers through his hair. “Should we go to the drugstore to get Plan B?”
Yunho gave you a goofy, though apologetic smile, leaning his face into your neck to give it a few kisses. He pulled himself back up to face you, his eyebrows upturned. “D-do you think it would work on an alien symbiote?” 
You patted his head, knowing what you signed up for when you decided to date the Spider-man, figuring one of his superhero friends would have a solution for the both of you. You gave him a soft smile, happy when he returned it. “If not, let’s get a refund.” 
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greengoblinswifey · 2 months ago
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Trust— Rafe Cameron x Pogue!Reader
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summary— based on season 4 episode 9, slight spoilers. rafe is convinced he can help you relax, take your mind off the drama on the ship and make you trust him.
warnings— manipulation, oral, praise kink, degrading kink, bondage, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink.
Rafe looked up as you entered the small, cramped bathroom, his blue eyes narrowing before softening a bit as he registered your expression. “Come to check on me again?” he drawled, his voice low and rough after days of confinement. Despite his irritation, there was a hint of something else in his tone, something that felt almost, relieved.
“Yeah,” you replied, sighing as you slid down to sit on the floor next to him, finally giving yourself a break from the chaos upstairs. “I needed to get away from everything. JJ's out of control, everyone’s on edge, and it’s just—it's all a lot.”
Rafe raised an eyebrow, shifting a bit to get more comfortable despite his tied-up position. “Sounds like a mess,” he said, a glint in his eyes. “But not surprising. I’d be losing it, too, if I were up there. Though, you don’t seem the type to lose it.”
You exhaled, glancing away. “I don’t know, sometimes I think I'm just about at my limit. It feels like I’m the only one who, I don’t know, tries to keep it all together by being civil.”
Rafe smirked slightly, his gaze unwavering. “You don’t have to, you know. Keep it together all the time,” he murmured, his voice taking on an edge. “Sometimes, you just need to let off some steam.” His voice dropped, a bit huskier. “Maybe even relax a little.” His eyes locked onto yours, and you felt your pulse quicken.
You frowned, glancing at his wrists, still bound. “Rafe…”
“Come on,” he coaxed, his tone almost too smooth. “Untie me. I’m not going to hurt you.” He held your gaze with an intensity that made you falter. “Let me help you relax.”
Hesitating, you chewed on your lip. There was something, different about him right now, and you couldn’t quite pin point it. But, against your better judgment, you reached forward and undid the ropes around his wrists, slowly freeing him.
Before you could process what was happening, his hands were on you, and he pulled you in close, pressing his lips to yours. The kiss was both rough and gentle, catching you completely off-guard. You melted into it, the tension you’d been carrying washing away under his touch. Your mind went blank, and you felt yourself leaning in closer, craving the connection.
“You’re so needy,” he murmured against your lips, “So naughty for letting me loose like this.”
Flustered, you pulled back slightly, breathless. “Rafe…”
He only smirked, his fingers trailing along your jaw. “It’s alright,” he whispered, holding your gaze with a soft, challenging glint. “Now that I’m out, maybe I can return the favor and help you feel a little better.”
You slowly nodded. You couldn’t deny the way he was making you feel.
Rafe’s hands moved slowly over your bare stomach, his fingers tracing delicate patterns across your skin, sending shivers up your spine. His gaze flicked up to meet yours, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “So responsive,” he murmured, watching your breath hitch as his hands continued their slow exploration.
Your cheeks warmed under his gaze, feeling vulnerable but completely unable to pull away. Rafe’s fingers hooked under the waistband of your skirt, and with a quiet confidence, he slipped it and your thong off, leaving you feeling even more exposed. He let out a quiet chuckle, his hands never leaving your skin.
When he pulled off his own shirt, his eyes never left yours, and then he moved closer, his presence between your legs grounding you in the moment. “Trust me,” he whispered, voice low as he leaned in, and before you could fully process the warmth of his breath, he began to press soft, deliberate kisses along your inner thigh, drawing a gasp from you.
“You’re so—” you managed, words slipping away as he looked up at you with that familiar smirk, his gaze unrelenting.
“So what?” he teased, “I haven’t even started.”
Your breath grew shallow, anticipation building as his hands traced along your hips, grounding you in a way you hadn’t expected.
His mouth attached to your clit and it sent a spark through you, his touch patient yet undeniably intent, and you couldn’t help but give in to the sensation, letting yourself relax under his steady hands. His tongue was precise, lapping up every part of your pussy that was soaked with your juices.
“Don’t hold back now,” he murmured. His constant sucking and flicking over your clit made your orgasm wash over you, leaving you completely captivated, and all you could do was let yourself melt into the moment, trusting him entirely.
“I’d say you were my good girl and you are but fuck, you’re such a slut just letting me make you cum like this, I thought you and your friends didn’t trust me?” he chuckled, sitting up til he was beside you. You buried your face into his chest, embarrassed that he was right.
“Oh that’s okay baby, don’t be embarrassed,” he laughed, “you know what would make it all better? Me doing to you what they did to me.”
Your head shot up, confusion etched across your face.
“Not like that baby, you’d be willing wouldn’t you? Would you let me tie you up and use you? Gonna be a good girl for me?” he asked huskily.
Slowly, you nodded. You couldn’t deny his words made you throb. You’d let this man do anything to you. He smirked at your obedience and took up the rope, beginning to tie you in the same position he was before. The rope was tied firmly, but not firm enough to hurt or bruise you.
“Is that okay baby? You like being all tied up for me?”
“Y-yes Rafe,” you muttered, eyes big and full of need.
He slipped down his boxers and your eyes went wider, gasping at the size of him. He was so thick and leaking for you. You needed a taste.
“Open up that whore mouth,” he growled.
Immediately, you did what was told and he shoved his cock straight to the back of your throat making you gag.
“Breathe baby, breathe, I know you can take it, you seem like you’d be such a good cock sucker.”
You wanted to prove him right, you wanted to be exactly what he thought of you. As he slowly thrusted into your mouth, your tongue went to work, swirling over the base and the tip, getting it as sloppy as you could. He moaned deeply above you, as his thrusts grew faster, your lips suctioned around him, making the sweetest little sounds.
You would’ve played with his balls if your hands weren’t tied and so, you leaned your head down, slurping and sucking on his balls as he threw his head back and shivered.
“Fuck, I knew you could do it, I knew you were a little whore, what a fucking mouth.” He slipped back into your mouth, his hands now going to your curls as he held you down on his cock, but before he could shoot his load down your throat, he pulled out.
“I know you’d swallow every last drop of my cum like the whore you are but I’d rather your pussy swallow it,” he chucked.
Heat rose in your cheeks as you thought about him filling you up. You weren’t on any form of birth control and you knew for a fact him or anyone on the ship did not have a condom in their possession. He’d definitely get you pregnant, just like his sister was at the moment. Ironic.
“Now, I have an idea.” You looked up at him curiously then gasped as he lifted your lower body, your hands in a slight awkward position as he held you up to fuck you mid air.
“Think you can take it— oh who am I kidding, you’re going to fucking take it,” he muttered, rubbing the leaking tip of his cock up and down your pussy lips.
“Your pussy is so wet and pretty, so happy you just gave it up to me.” You both moaned in unison as his cock slowly penetrated you. In that moment you partially wished your hands weren’t tied so you could’ve placed it on his abdomen, halting him from any further movements.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he moaned. Your eyes squeezed shut as he began pounding into you, your tits spilling out of the skimpy top you had on. His cock was deep inside you due to the angle, the feeling making your pussy quiver.
“Who’s making you feel this good huh?” he asked, his hands squeezing your hips harshly.
“You are Rafe, you,” you cried out. Your friends had definitely heard your screams.
“Good girl, trust me now?” he chuckled, breathlessly.
“Yes Rafe, I trust you. Faster, please,” you pleaded.
His rough thrusts sped up and the sound of your sloppy pussy and your loud moans filled the bathroom, possibly alerting your friends above.
“I need to feel you cum on my cock baby, you can do it,” he urged.
He went faster and deeper, hitting that spongy spot inside you to draw the orgasm out. Before long, you screamed his name, your pussy squirting all over the bathroom walls as he continued fucking you through your high, pulling everything out of you.
“You’re so fucking hot, good girl,” he cooed.
He began chasing his own orgasm, his hand wrapping around your neck and his other skillfully holding under you as his thrusts grew more sloppy.
“Clench around me baby, I’m gonna pump this sweet pussy full of my cum. Gonna get you fucking pregnant, have you carry my babies inside this sexy body.”
You couldn’t protest even if you wanted to and your walls clamped around him, milking him of every ounce of his cum as he slammed into you. His thrusts grew slower and slower and he held you with one hand, the other unbinding your hands and when he did, he held you close to him, his cock still deep inside your pussy.
You both shivered under each other’s touch, panting slowly subsiding.
You shifted off him, the feeling of his big cock slipping out of you making you wince and whimper at the loss and you sat beside him.
“You look so beautiful and relaxed,” he smirked, pushing your curls behind your ear.
“Well you were right, you could help me relax,” you giggled.
“I’m always right. I meant what I said by the way, you’re gonna carry my babies inside that sexy fucking body,” he smirked, rubbing your stomach.
Before you could respond, there was a pounding on the door, it was your best friend.
“Y/N, what’s all that noise? What’s going on in there?” Cleo called out.
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yanderenightmare · 1 year ago
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Nanami Kento
TW: yandere, NSFW, noncon/dubcon, inexperienced reader, virginity loss, size-difference, abuse of power, lies and manipulation, captive darling, age-gap
AN: thinking about a pervy sex therapist Nanami~
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You started coming to his home office once a week. 
Unsure of it all, in the beginning, you were so nervous. He looked so strict – sitting opposite you in his dark brown leather chair with such a tight expression on his face. 
But you came around to like him soon enough. 
He was a nice man. Serious but tender with you – putting out freshly baked muffins on the coffee table and always giving you a warm cup of chamomile with vanilla and honey before getting started. 
And he was knowledgeable too – had that mature air about him that seemed so polished and proficient you couldn’t help but hang off every word like it was scripture.
When he told you to stop wearing bras because they hinder natural breast growth, you listened, and when he said that keeping your pussy hairless was important for hygienic purposes, you believed him because you trusted him.
He diagnosed you with virgin anxiety and has been so patient with you ever since, helping you overcome it.
Professional enough to practice with you. Sticking a gloved finger inside your pretty pussy when you’re propped on his examination bed, testing out your tightness with words reassuring you that you just need to wait and allow your body to provide the wetness – smiling at you kindly, that way old men do, more with his eyes than his lips, when you’re weeping with slick enough to accommodate all three of his lengthy fingers inside you – squeezing on him so tight.
You gush, shaking your head while spluttering apologies when you cum around them, but he just rubs your clit slowly, with veteran steadiness – telling you it's only natural and healthy for a young woman like you to be so sensitive under a man's touch – that it’s nothing to be ashamed or scared of – on the contrary, it’s something you should feel very proud of.
He’s also kind enough to give you extra sessions – at least three times a week at his home office – sometimes even breaking his own rules, treating you to a house call, coming to your apartment for a nice little chat. 
He even assigns you daily exercises for you to do on your own – though he encourages you to call him so he can guide you through it. Instructing you to wet your fingers in your mouth first before you touch yourself down there.
He listens to your little moans filtered through the phone – bated breaths and whimpers as you get yourself all bothered and needy for more. 
He tells you to turn on the camera so he can see if you’re doing it right, and you listen – placing the phone in view of your tiny fingers struggling to reach and stuff your cute cunt.
He praises you on your good job – his own camera off, for obvious reasons – he can't have you seeing his raging shaft just yet, or how he jerks it to the sight of your tight little cunt. A deep furrow between his brows and his jaw locked tight, resolute in his plans of coaxing you into giving him your first time. He groans just thinking about it, splurting his load into his fist, listening to you moan for him. “This feels funny, Nanami-san~ Is this right? ~ Please, Nanami-san, teach me~” 
He's been coveting your virginity for months now – grooming you – making you pliant and gullible, and soon, all his patience and hard work would pay off. 
It’s cute that you don’t know it yet… but your pretty little pussy is all his.
He expertly works it into your sessions as an exercise. One he promises you’ll benefit from. Telling you your condition can be blamed on never having studied a real grown man’s cock – that, because it’s such a foreign thing to you, you end up fearing it.
He reminds you how this is a safe space – tells you that all he cares about is your wellbeing – as he sets himself next to you on the couch, his thick thigh next to yours, while buckling up his belt and zipping himself free – taking his fat erection out for you to lay your innocent eyes on.
“Here it is.” He clears his throat with a rusty sigh, sounding relieved when his manhood springs free, standing proud and fat.
His veins flex along his arm beneath dark blonde hair as he strokes the length lazily – up and down slowly. Making old noises – heavy sighs and hums – dragging the foreskin back and revealing its plush mushroomed head.
You take it in with doe eyes.
“Don’t be shy. Tell me your thoughts.”
You swallow thickly at the assignment, blinking out of your stare. Shocked and embarrassed, though curious, but also a little grossed out – you’re not sure what feeling you end up with. “Uhm- It’s very… big.”
He chuckles low at that. “Come on, you can do better. What else?” He urges you, offering another deep but light-hearted laugh. “You can be honest. It’s a little funny looking, huh?”
“Yeah-” You giggle lightly in return, though you’re still somewhat uneasy – sitting as though you plan on leaving, but staying nonetheless, at the edge of your seat – eyes glued to the chubby member, studying the curve of its spine and the veins forking their way up to its head.
“Feel up to touching it?” He asks, and your eyes snap to his – lined with crow’s feet and something so trustworthy. 
But still, you promptly shake your head in embarrassment. “Oh- no, thank you, Nanami-san-” But he’s already taken your smaller hand in his, pulling you back by guiding it to his lap. 
“No, no, little one- this is what we've been training for. You won’t get better if you don’t try.” He scolds you, voice both dismissive and reassuring all at once. “Here- feel it.” 
He wraps your tiny fingers around the stout shaft and overlaps your hand with his, helping you find the rhythm – stroking it nice and slow. 
“There you go, just like that. Good.”
You hesitate at first. Giving your lip a soft bite while thinking about his previous words.
Was he right? Are you scared because you've never looked at or touched a real penis before?
You don't want to be a virgin forever – it's embarrassing as an adult – it makes you still feel like such a silly little girl.
So... if Dr. Nanami says that this will help you overcome your fears, then you suppose...
You'll do it.
You gulp and follow his movement – up and down the large and lengthy pole.
It's so warm – pulsing in your grip, twitching at your soft touch. Skin so thin, almost rubbery, holding something much tougher than you’d imagined.
In your hand, it’s a lot bigger as well. You can’t even reach your fingers around the thickness to touch your thumb.
“All of this goes inside me?” You ask, under your breath – swallowing thickly while he leads your dainty hand downward into the hair around his base, then up to the wet tip, which pilled and trickled with white pearls getting caught between your fingers – warm and sticky.
“That’s right, every inch.” He answers – voice relaxed – pleased by how well you were doing. “Does that scare you?”
You bite your lip and rub your thighs together. “A little…”
“But it makes you feel a little warm, too, hm?” He suggests. “Makes your mouth wet? And also, that soft place between your legs?”
You make a nervous sound, digging your nails into your knee, where you let your other hand rest awkwardly. 
He hums again with a soft chuckle. “Don’t be embarrassed, little one. It’s a good thing.” He ensures, encouragingly squeezing your hand underneath his while lifting the other up to your face, brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear – before sliding it across the back of your neck. “Let's see you be brave and give it a taste.”
You hesitate again – this time a little more decidedly. “I don’t think I can-” But Dr. Nanami is strong, keeping your neck in a pinch as he guides you down into a bow.
“It’s alright, I’m here to help you. Just open your mouth, and I’ll show you how.” He insists soothingly. Spreading his thighs out further while laying your head down on his lap, hips moving languidly when brushing his shaft up between your lips. 
It’s so big, so hot, pumping with warmth where you kiss it on the side on a particularly fat and throbbing vein.
He lifts you up slightly and angles the tip into your mouth, creating a cute bulge in your cheek where he rests his hand to keep you down when you flinch at the salty tang getting caught by your saliva. The taste quickly coats your entire tongue.
“Mmh- that’s a big girl~ getting her first mouthful of cock.” Dr. Nanami sighs with a groan, dropping his head back against the couch cushions while pushing up into the pouch of your cheek in lazy thrusts. It strains – makes you feel like it might poke through and make a hole.
He lets it settle there for a moment, enjoying the wet warmth and the unsure movements of your sweet tongue – not knowing where to go with all the space occupied by his meat.
But then he tangles both hands in your hair, gathering it all into a neat ponytail. And, lifting your skull up directly above, he sends his cock down your guzzle even when you whine out in meek protest.
“Breathe through your nose and try your best to swallow it down as far as your throat allows.” He instructs, keeping a tight-knit grip around your hair in one fist whilst the other hand slides down to pet your cheek in soothing circles.
Forcing it down your tight little amateur throat even when your jaw feels like it’s unlocking. 
“Good girl.” He sighed once he’d wedged himself in all the way until your lips kissed the pubes at his base.
Your smaller hands dent the muscle of his thigh, offering a meager push. Mewing out a “Mrph-” while you gag around the trunk. 
He holds you there, roosting inside your throat for another satisfying moment before easing up, pulling you up by your pony.
You gasp, halfway choked on your spit – but he's not much concerned.
“Stand up- let me feel.” He rushes out in a stiff order, ignoring how you cough and slurp for air – forcing you up to stand between his knees. 
His firm hands plant themselves on your hips, being the only sturdy thing balancing you as you wobble – unsteady when he tugs your skirt and panties down until they drop into a pool around your ankles.
He then pulls you onto his lap – seating you with your back leaning against his chest with his cock gliding up through your inner thighs, rubbing against your bare cunt.
You’re still light-headed, bracing yourself against his broad chest while he keeps one thick arm strong around your waist – holding you snug. The other jerks his manhood, tapping it against your clit in soft spit-wet slaps.
“Let’s see how it feels inside you.” He grunts against your ear, resting his chin-stubbled jaw in the dip between your neck and shoulder – looking to where he has your thighs spread over his own.
“N-no, Nanami-san-” You manage to squeak out softly with a voice both teary and hoarse from choking. “Please- I’m not ready-”
But he doesn’t listen – and any struggle you try to inflict ends up aimless where you’re barred beneath his arm – strict and tough with brawn like it’s a seatbelt on a rollercoaster ride.
“I think you're more than ready for it. Trust me.” He’s growling now – so menacingly, you don’t dare speak against it. Only watching the glossy veiny beast with bleary eyes while he rubs through your pussylips with the fat plush bulge topping it – catching your clit and making you gasp before zoning down to your pretty little twitchy hole.
You whine when it’s forced to stretch open as he nudges himself inside the pill-sized opening despite your effort to climb away from it.
“It hurts, Nanami-san!” You cry, but he doesn’t pay it any mind.
“Your virgin pussy will understand it soon. Don’t worry.” He dismisses – continuing to ease his thickness into the tautness, knowing you must be feeling close to tearing apart once his head’s finally swallowed in with a pop, followed by his inches bullying through you one by one, each feeling like a painful mile. 
You cry out, nearly screaming, “Please, Nanami-san! Take it out- it’s too much-” worming on his lap, trying to wiggle it out.
But he has you under reigns, and your struggling only results in him sinking inside you faster. Now, so deep you feel him nuzzle against your womb – and still it keeps sleaving itself until it curves against your walls and pudges out in a cute belly bulge.
“We've trained for this. You need to allow your body the time it takes to get comfortable.” He coos, sounding less on edge now that you’ve taken him inside your comfort.
His chest rumbles with satisfaction against your back as he sits there relaxed, bouncing you slackly but not too much just yet.
He keeps you seated but lifts his other arm to tug off your tiny T-shirt. 
“Here, let's take this off. It’ll help.” He excuses, and you’re a little too desperate for the relief to refuse – listening to the kindness in his voice and lifting your arms in hope, letting him fling it off.
Only in socks now. You throw your head back and whine when he twists one of your pretty nipples into a sore nub – chest arching from the contact. The arm holding you in place slides a hand between your thighs and starts circling your cute button, flicking over it with a gritty fingerprint.
The friction makes your belly bloom all sorts of colors, making you lock and quiver around that big thing he has nestled inside you, throbbing against your womb as he only gently bounces you on his lap – stretching your little pussy out generously as it suckles him so very sweetly – so very wet, drooling on his lap –squeezing him oh-so-snug.
You feel sticky after a while of twisting and refusing. Feeling so full and feverish. Neck wet from tongue and lips – so wet, spit is running slow trails down your chest, cool in the chilly open air of his home office.
You still think you want to stop, but you’re not as tense anymore – resting prettily against his chest. Moaning for each swirl he does over your budding clit – having quaked with pleasure a whole of three times already, gummy walls rippling all along his shaft as you softly loll your hips on him in return.
There’s a pool of your slick between the two of you – having drooled form where it seeps around the tight edges of where he has you stuffed air-tight, running down his balls to gloss the leather seat beneath. 
He takes it as a sign that you’re ready for the real thing. 
It’s almost unfair – how easily your smaller body is held in his hands. Maneuvered so effortlessly as he lifts your thighs up against your chest, then spreads them wide. 
He hooks your knees on his elbows and braids his fingers behind your neck. It's an awkward position, but you’re completely locked in it. Unable to do a thing except wail with moans once he starts pistoning his fat man-cock up inside you. 
It’s way worse when he stands up – bouncing you in the air – holding you folded against his chest, your legs dangling over his arms, jumping as he pounds his meat inside you, stuffing your cunt full on every deep thrust – stabbing your poor stomach until you’re screaming and squirting from the pressure.
Feeling you soak him is the last straw – so tight while spraying a hot mess.
He sits down again, lifting you off his cock before fanning your clit with four fingers – making you gush out every last drop, screaming while raining on his cock until you’ve strangled it out one final time – left shaking.
You’re then ushered down to the floor, on your knees – the top of your head leveled with Dr. Nanamis's big hand, keeping your face forward as he faps his sturdy thickness at your mouth.
“Open your mouth wide.” He orders, his teeth grit while his bulbing cockhead kisses your lips. 
You listen when he gives your little head a shake – rolling your tongue out while dropping your jaw for him.
“That’s a good girl-” He praises, placing his tip on the wet bed of your soft pink tongue, giving his cock only a few more tugs before his balls clenched hard and sent a big fat load through his cock out into your pretty little open mouth.
He groans heavily, almost angrily, squeezing every spurt out – some coming out so heavy it spills up your face and down your chin – but mostly getting caught where you have your lips parted to receive it.
“Good girl.” He repeats, taking in the sight of your painted face – so cute covered in his cum. 
He smiles.
“Now swallow it all down. And don’t waste a single drop. It's rich in vitamins young girls like you need to become proper ladies.”
You don’t want to close your mouth – you want to spit all of it out and rinse the rest with toothpaste and water. But the hand petting your head is so heavy, you don’t dare. So you swallow. Sniffling at the yucky taste once it sits warm in your stomach, still so sticky and gross on your tongue.
But Dr. Nanami seems pleased.
“Moving forward, I think you’ll benefit from closer examination.” He says. “I've made arrangements to have you institutionalized here, where I can keep a closer eye on you and offer more frequent assistance. You still have a long way to go before you’re well, little one. I’m not close to seeing the results I need in order to release you from my care.”
You’re still too shocked by the former events to look confused, but the sick feeling in your gut just keeps growing.
“Don’t worry. We’ll keep training, and soon I’ll have you turned into a proper little cock-pet.”
You want to run, but after what you’re body had just been put through, aching and screaming at you like it was your fault – you knew you wouldn’t be able to do much more than crawl, and something about the still fat cock resting its weight against Dr. Nanamis thigh told you he wasn’t done with you just yet.
“Give my cock some time to rest, and we’ll try it again later.” He confirmed your fears, still with his hand stroking your head like a pet at his feet. “Meanwhile, why don’t you tell me how your sweet pussy liked losing its virginity- and how this little face enjoyed getting its first-ever taste of cock and cum, hm?”
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seahorseduh · 25 days ago
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THINGS TO MANIFEST . MASTERLIST .
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hey guys!!!! i have scrolled through a bunch of those "things to manifest" posts and i have decided to create a masterlist. i have combined posts from me and others. MOST CREDIT GOES TO THESE PEOPLE!!
@j444de @itsrlymine @love4ng1e @cherrysaltvape41 @b4ddprincess @urfavstargirl @sarida-candy @stilljuststardust @heavenangelly @scentedpeachlandcreator
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── .✦ Being able to shift, manifest, or go into the void on command
── .✦ Can’t get bullied
── .✦ Desired family
── .✦ Extremely rich
── .✦ Living my dream life
── .✦ Starring in your favorite movies
── .✦ I speak [insert languages] on a native level. I’m so good at these languages I can type 200 wpm in each, and I know more than most native adults! I cannot forget languages and will keep them for the rest of my life.
── .✦ DF and DB
── .✦ Always healthy
── .✦ Love school and popular
── .✦ I’m everyone’s type, I get along with everyone, and I have no enemies.
── .✦ I mog every model
── .✦ [Your town/city] has amazing public transit and metro
── .✦ I embody the [insert] aesthetic
── .✦ I always smell like [insert scent]
── .✦ My grandparents are: [insert famous people]
── .✦ I have an extremely high spice and pain tolerance
── .✦ I always have proof that I’m related to famous people, and people believe me
── .✦ There’s usually thunderstorms at night
── .✦ I’m the most attractive person in the school
── .✦ No matter where we travel, me or my family is always protected and safe. Nothing bad can happen to us. We can’t die until we are old. I can’t die unless I want to, and it will be peaceful. I will barely age. My family and I are free from any disease, including age-related ones, and cannot get severely injured. We will live happy, long lives. We can never get in any danger, no matter what time it is or where we are.
── .✦ I can never get hate online or in real life
── .✦ I can do anything on Roblox and not get banned, exploits and anything
── .✦ I have a huge, close friend group where nobody is left out
── .✦ I always have amazing and perfect grades; I’ve had amazing grades my whole life.
── .✦ On my Notion, I have a script for everything, and there’s an AI that helps me find the one.
── .✦ I’m a master shifter and manifestor. I can spawn things. I always get into the void state and shift if I affirm 3 times.
── .✦ I have a tiny fairy companion that lives in our garden
── .✦ I don’t wear glasses and have amazing vision
── .✦ I find skincare relaxing and fun, and I have all the best Korean skincare products
── .✦ I look amazing in every picture; I’m videogenic and photogenic
── .✦ Being a mermaid
── .✦ Being a fairy
── .✦ Having a secret house in your closet
── .✦ Having a portal that leads to your DR in your room
── .✦ Being able to breathe underwater
── .✦ Having psychic powers
── .✦ Your blood being pink (or any color)
── .✦ Having a fairy friend
── .✦ Being able to fly
── .✦ Being able to read someone’s mind
── .✦ Changing your hair color to an unnatural color
── .✦ Your pets being able to talk to you
── .✦ Your toys/dolls being able to talk
── .✦ Revising someone’s birth
── .✦ Having a mermaid friend
── .✦ Your tears having glitter in them
── .✦ Being able to go back in time
── .✦ Being able to grow flowers
── .✦ Being able to heal wounds
── .✦ Manipulating water
── .✦ Manipulating fire
── .✦ Manipulating earth
── .✦ Creating objects from your body
── .✦ Controlling the weather
── .✦ Being able to break anything with your voice
── .✦ Being able to not eat for days
── .✦ Appearing in someone’s dreams
── .✦ Being able to touch a cloud
── .✦ Being able to touch a star
── .✦ Being best friends with a celebrity
── .✦ Being able to clean your room just by clicking your fingers
── .✦ Flowers talking to you
── .✦ Having a pet unicorn
── .✦ Everyone forgetting you
── .✦ Your drink filling up the moment you finish it
── .✦ A fancy car
── .✦ To become a billionaire or a millionaire
── .✦ A tiny fairy
── .✦ A flying magical pet or plushie that helps you and grants your wishes
── .✦ A magical wand
── .✦ A magic door that exists inside your closet
── .✦ A hidden garden just for yourself
── .✦ Superpowers
── .✦ Able to shapeshift
── .✦ Just snapping your finger once, and you tap into the void state instantly
── .✦ Having a photographic memory
── .✦ A billion-dollar mansion/penthouse
── .✦ Owning land
── .✦ Having a (hot) bodyguard
── .✦ Princess treatment
── .✦ Ideal boyfriend (down to the smallest detail, could even be your fictional character)
── .✦ Always receiving expensive gifts
── .✦ Desired phones (iPhones or even Samsung)
── .✦ Supernatural friends
── .✦ Your desired friend group
── .✦ Desired best friend
── .✦ How people view you (high self-concept)
── .✦ Desired career
── .✦ Being a famous YouTuber
── .✦ Meeting with your favorite celebrities
── .✦ Owning a big company
── .✦ Being a nepobaby
── .✦ Having the ability to appear things from thin air
── .✦ Being popular in school
── .✦ Being the most beautiful girl in the entire universe
── .✦ Modeling
── .✦ Having A marks in every subject no matter what without studying
── .✦ Revising your past grades to perfection
── .✦ Revising your whole life
── .✦ Having pretty privilege
── .✦ Getting food for free
── .✦ Manifesting fictional characters to reality
── .✦ Desired scenarios to happen (even the most unrealistic ones)
── .✦ Dating your crush (they can be your celebrity crush)
── .✦ Ability to fly
── .✦ Turning into mythical creatures
── .✦ Expensive apartment
── .✦ Desired pet (cats or dogs)
── .✦ Getting accepted into a desired college
── .✦ Desired face and body
── .✦ You can change the color of your eyes at will
── .✦ Your house gets all cleaned with just a snap of your finger
── .✦ Turning into a vampire or mermaid
── .✦ Being able to read minds
── .✦ Telekinesis power
── .✦ Superhuman intelligence
── .✦ Living in a castle
── .✦ Having maids
── .✦ Revising your whole family
── .✦ Ranking first place in your school or college
── .✦ Having fans
── .✦ Having rich parents
── .✦ Getting popular on TikTok
── .✦ Being the trend
── .✦ Revising embarrassing events
── .✦ Getting asked out by hot and loyal guys
── .✦ Living the Wattpad life
── .✦ Being skilled in something (art, sports, etc.)
── .✦ Less period pain
── .✦ Able to shift instantly on command
── .✦ Having your desired wardrobe
── .✦ Skilled at playing games on the first try
── .✦ Your desired setup
── .✦ Getting money out of nowhere
── .✦ Lucky girl syndrome
── .✦ Scripting your own story
── .✦ Your Pinterest board becomes true
── .✦ Manifesting your desired app
── .✦ Making classes get canceled
── .✦ Making exams get canceled
── .✦ Manifesting Xbox or PlayStation 5
── .✦ Ability to time travel
── .✦ Traveling to your desired country
── .✦ Moving out to your desired country or place
── .✦ Having a magic tattoo that has powers (inspired by the K-drama “My Demon”)
── .✦ Being a math genius
── .✦ Being a trust fund/nepotism baby
── .✦ Owning a private plane
── .✦ Having a vacation home all over the world
── .✦ Being a millionaire, billionaire, or trillionaire
── .✦ Owning multiple businesses/shares and being a popular name amongst people
── .✦ Having lots of connections
── .✦ Easily getting visas for your desired countries
── .✦ Going on vacation a lot
── .✦ Any money you spend comes back x100
── .✦ Immune to getting scammed, robbed, debt, or losing lots of money
── .✦ Having a mansion of your desired aesthetic
── .✦ Having your desired cars
── .✦ Having your desired jewelry
── .✦ A magnetic and powerful aura that demands attention and respect from everyone
── .✦ Living in a palace with helpers, cleaners, personal chefs, gardeners, etc.
── .✦ Extreme beauty — people cannot believe it
── .✦ Always use your money for good and not get blindsided by it
── .✦ You naturally smell like perfume, your favorite smell/food, etc.
── .✦ Continuation of the last one but your sweat and other BO just smells like whatever you chose for #1
── .✦ You have really fancy handwriting
── .✦ Make a Pinterest board of your dream closet and manifest that you have them
── .✦ You can do complicated and beautiful hairstyles/braids easily
── .✦ Manifest a specific aura color
── .✦ Manifest you can see auras
── .✦ Being incredibly photogenic even in candids
── .✦ Always know when someone is lying
── .✦ No color washes you out; they all look perfect on you
── .✦ Getting a really fun/aesthetic job that isn’t stressful + has good benefits
── .✦ Perfectly shaped + long natural nails
── .✦ People like making playlists/Pinterest boards for you
── .✦ Everyone in the class is friends
── .✦ There are always interesting choices happening at school
── .✦ Your class photos are good
── .✦ School is fun
── .✦ The materials are simple and easy
── .✦ You are alone in your locker
── .✦ You always have 100%
── .✦ You understand everything
── .✦ Your handwriting is legible
── .✦ Not having a uniform or having the uniform of your choice
── .✦ Go to the desired school
── .✦ You are in the same class as your friends
── .✦ You can work in a team
── .✦ You can still listen to music at school
── .✦ School is free
── .✦ School goes by quickly
── .✦ Have your desired body
── .✦ Loving your body
── .✦ Have confidence in your body
── .✦ Always have your desired body
── .✦ No one is made fun of for their body
── .✦ Have unlimited money
── .✦ Never run out of money
── .✦ The chosen ones are not expensive
── .✦ You have the clothes you want
── .✦ You always find your desired clothes
── .✦ Your style is unique
── .✦ You have the desired popularity
── .✦ People are interested in knowing you
── .✦ People aren’t fake to you
── .✦ You start trends
── .✦ You have the job you want
── .✦ You have the desired schedule
── .✦ The desired person works with you
── .✦ You have the desired salary
── .✦ You have your desired home
── .✦ The price of your house is low
── .✦ You have the desired decoration in your home
── .✦ You have the desired friends
── .✦ Your friends are extremely faithful
── .✦ You have a good time with your friends
── .✦ You always have amazing adventures with your friends
── .✦ You are never on the side
── .✦ Your friends are always with you, you are never left behind
── .✦ Your friends will never betray you
── .✦ If you have friends online, they’re always online when you want to talk to them
── .✦ You sort with your desired person
── .✦ Everything is going well in the relationship
── .✦ Your desired person hides nothing from you
── .✦ Your desired person will never cheat on you
── .✦ Your relationship is perfect in your eyes
── .✦ Your relationship is perfect according to you
── .✦ Your lover gives you affection
── .✦ Your lover understands you
── .✦ You can manifest whatever you want
── .✦ Everyone finds this normal
── .✦ You always have ideas of what to manifest
── .✦ Your art style is unique
── .✦ You always have ideas
── .✦ You have your dream life
── .✦ You always have the answer to your questions
── .✦ Nothing strange is happening
── .✦ TONS of food available
── .✦ A board with all the food you’ll have
── .✦ The ability to say anything and make it appear, happen, or change
── .✦ The ability to think of anything and make it appear, happen, or change
── .✦ The ability to look at anything on Pinterest and make it appear, happen, or change
── .✦ Whenever magic is done (making something appear, changing something, etc.), there’s a cute little sparkly noise
── .✦ The ability to think of things to add to scripts that wouldn’t have been thought of otherwise
── .✦ A ‘Spotify Future’ app that shows music that will be released in the next year or two
── .✦ A MASSIVE closet
── .✦ A bedroom with a balcony
── .✦ The ability to see a makeup look you like, make all the products used appear, and know how to recreate the look
── .✦ Manifest a pet unicorn in the void state
── .✦ Manifest desired people from scratch in the void state
── .✦ Manifest an actual mermaid friend in the void state
── .✦ Revise a death in the void state
── .✦ Manifest being a quadrillionaire without questions asked
── .✦ A shopping spree
── .✦ So much food
── .✦ Manifest weight loss while eating more and not gaining weight
── .✦ Find lost items
── .✦ A cat that actually obeys
── .✦ Greater confidence
── .✦ Passing a driving test
── .✦ Good grades
── .✦ A dream internship at the theatre
── .✦ A dream job at a university (even after rejection)
── .✦ Seeing your favorite artist in concert
── .✦ Traveling to favorite cities
── .✦ Going to festivals
── .✦ Toxic people removed from life
── .✦ A designer bag
── .✦ A dream body
── .✦ Going on really nice dates (dinner, jazz bars, museums), with princess treatment & gifts
── .✦ New and amazing friends
── .✦ Never having to worry about money
── .✦ A special person writing a heartfelt letter
── .✦ Seeing a favorite ballet performance
── .✦ Being safe and protected always
── .✦ A journal that writes your thoughts and dreams on its own.   
── .✦ A tiny dragon that talks and lives in your pocket.
── .✦ A crystal that grants you one wish every night. 
── .✦ A cloak that turns you invisible when you wear it.   
── .✦ A door that opens into a secret magical forest.   
── .✦ A pet cloud that follows you and rains glitter.   
── .✦ The power to pause time with a snap of your fingers.  
── .✦ A bookshelf that gives you new books you’ll love every week.   
── .✦ A potion that lets you turn into any animal.  
── .✦ A floating lantern that shows you hidden treasures.  
── .✦ A room that changes into whatever you need—like a garden or movie theater.   
── .✦ The power to fly whenever you want.   
── .✦ A tree that grows jewels and glowing fruits.   
── .✦ A tiny tea set that comes to life and talks to you. 
── .✦ A tattoo that glows and changes with your emotions. 
── .✦ A mirror that gives you compliments and good advice. 
── .✦ A map that lets you teleport anywhere you touch. 
── .✦ The power to speak to animals and understand them. 
── .✦ A star that follows you at night and listens to your secrets. 
── .✦ A garden that blooms only when you visit.
── .✦ Superpowers that activate when you say a secret word. 
── .✦ A wardrobe that gives you the perfect outfit every time. 
── .✦ A fairy that helps you and grants small wishes. 
── .✦ A plant that glows in the dark and sings when it’s happy. 
── .✦ A ring that lets you visit your dreams like they’re real. 
── .✦ A pair of shoes that let you walk on water.
── .✦ A blanket that makes you feel perfectly cozy no matter the weather.
── .✦ A necklace that glows when someone tells the truth. 
── .✦ A compass that always points to something you’re looking for.
── .✦ A cup that refills itself with your favorite drink. 
── .✦ A ring that lets you see hidden magical creatures. 
── .✦ A pencil that writes answers to any question you ask.
── .✦ having a big friend group that you can play among us with
── .✦ a jellycat collection
── .✦ an antique photograph collection
── .✦ never get caught doing anything illegal
── .✦ collabing with your favourite youtuber
── .✦ free public transit anywhere for life
── .✦ being able to hold your breath forever
── .✦ having a universal key for any door
── .✦ a lazy river in your house
── .✦ being able to watch movie that will be released in the future
── .✦ Being tik tok famous
── .✦ Being a billionaire
── .✦ Your favorite celeb noticing you
── .✦ Your perfumes lasting forever
── .✦ Clear skin
── .✦ Teacher actually liking you
── .✦ When you buy food you get extra for free
── .✦ Cosmetics never running out
── .✦ Always have perfect grades no matter what
── .✦ Being hairless (only desired parts)
── .✦ Having manga lashes
── .✦ Your parents being rich
── .✦ Changing your birth name
── .✦ Travel for free (imagine going to Japan omg)
── .✦ Going to a concert for free
── .✦ Kamala being president
── .✦ Having a cat
── .✦ Having a mermaid friend
── .✦ Never gaining weight
── .✦ Your celebrity crush being obsessed with you
── .✦ Being a celebrity
── .✦ Victoria's Secret bringing back the 2014 vibes
── .✦ People forgetting about your cringe moments
── .✦ Finding 20$ on the street everyday
── .✦ Your favorite bakery/coffee shop being at your desired place
── .✦ Lipgloss lasting for hours
── .✦ Nail polish lasting for days
── .✦ Strong and long nails
── .✦ Your crush thinking about you 24/7
── .✦ Having real friends
── .✦ Being popular at school
── .✦ Going to boarding school
── .✦ Brands sending you PR packages for no reason
── .✦ Being a Nepo's baby best friend
── .✦ Perfect hair
── .✦ Everyone treating you like a goddess
── .✦ Lip combo lasting for the whole day
── .✦ Men giving you money and gifts for just being pretty
── .✦ Revising hair heat damage
── .✦ Your favorite brand sending you gifts
── .✦ Having every pack on The Sims 4
── .✦ Having your dream job
── .✦ The college of your dreams begging you to join them
── .✦ Have super soft hands
── .✦ Mascara never getting clumpy
── .✦ Having a pink Christmas
── .✦ Having all the gifts you asked for Christmas
── .✦ Speaking the language of your choice
── .✦ Eyebrows being the perfect shape
── .✦ School being cancelled
── .✦ K-beauty being free/cheap
── .✦ Having the vintage clothes that you see on Pinterest but never find
── .✦ Food you're craving
── .✦ Decorating your room
── .✦ Having a Lana Del Rey summer
── .✦ Having a Gilmore Girls autumn
── .✦ A new phone
── .✦ Friend group who actually likes you
── .✦ Living a trope in real life
── .✦ Going to a party like Euphoria
── .✦ Revising watching your favorite show/movie to watch it like it's the first time again
── .✦ Revising someone's death
── .✦ Smaller/taller height
── .✦ Having a fairy as a best friend
── .✦ Having perfect makeup skills
── .✦ A closet like Barbie (life in the dream house)
── .✦ Changing your natural hair color
── .✦ Changing your facial features
── .✦ Going to a party like Skins
── .✦ Your favorite celeb posting your face and asking who you are because they find you insanely attractive
── .✦ Insane hair growth
── .✦ Having skin like Wonyoung
── .✦ Tasting your favorite food for the first time
── .✦ Your crush being obsessed with your perfume
── .✦ Your parents not being strict
── .✦ Your school being cute and aesthetic
── .✦ Fast food always giving you extra sauces
── .✦ Travelling around the world with your best friend
── .✦ Having your desired body
── .✦ Revising bad grades
── .✦ Being a K-pop idol
── .✦ Having Infinite Robux
── .✦ Being VIP in Dress to Impress
── .✦ Acrylic nails lasting months
── .✦ Never getting sick
── .✦ Your whole class going on vacation
── .✦ Having heterochromia
── .✦ Decorating your room for free
── .✦ Banning your old TikTok account
── .✦ Your lips being cherry red and glossy
── .✦ Being soft as a baby
── .✦ Your hair never getting greasy
── .✦ School being effortlessly easy
── .✦ Everyone having flip phones
── .✦ Having slim hands
── .✦ Living in NYC
── .✦ Your family never having to face financial issues
── .✦ Being the daughter of a model
── .✦ Changing your whole face
── .✦ Having all Juicy Couture clothes and bags
── .✦ 25,000$
── .✦ Unlimited food
── .✦ Having a portal in your room that leads to your dream room (DR)
── .✦ Makeup being free
── .✦ Being loved by everyone in your town like Rory Gilmore
── .✦ Perfect teeth
── .✦ A pink phone
── .✦ People looking at you because you're gorgeous every time you go out
── .✦ Your perfume smelling unique on you
── .✦ Never losing your favorite gloss
── .✦ Candles never having a weird shape after a while
── .✦ Your makeup staying all day
── .✦ Waking up with perfect, detangled hair every day
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