#Pearl har

[theexodvs]

Even if Spain was responsible for the destruction of the USS Maine (it wasn't), the Spanish-American War was worse.

Pearl Harbor was bad. Nagasaki and Hiroshima were worse.

The policies Allende would have implemented would have been bad. The US installing Pinochet was worse.

What David Koresh did was bad. What the FBI did in response was worse.

9/11 was bad. The War on Terror is worse.

Many of the things Sadaam did were bad. Bush's lies about WMDs, and the war these lies justified, were worse.

What Hamas did was bad. What the IDF is doing in response is worse.

This isn't hard, people.

[sillyscribblez]

The silly guys!

[splxtduxlies]

oh yea i dont think i ever lost my mind abt this on this blog so lemme just

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[emile-hides]

No I'm not going to get over the fact that they put Pearl in Leather Daddy gear, next question

[knight-elkwarden]

Last Matriarch of the ancient Tidal dragons.

Currently unnamed, her and the rest of her kin will eventually receive a full lore write up eventually.

Prompt list by Matt of Cryptic Galapagos

[the-knife-consumer]

My bitch ass phone needs to give me fucking grand fest outfit refs

[tart-miano]

updating a VERY old steven universe au I made when i was like,,, 18?? it was when su was still relevant, oof- its basically just a roleswap but i went a bit further than simply swapping their color pallets (this au is so old i had to retrieve the old art from my first pc- see below for a bit of an art quality comparison!)

[birthclod]

har

[kingtankgirl]

fetish event this friday i deadass might have to get shapewear to fit into my tightass leather cuz getting off testosterone has given me rcdart hips

[club-cheongyang]

[the-lyndelle-edit]

[heykoonsy]

Pearl-Harness™️ Danny is making me ACT UP

Featuring a quick Dry-Erase Doodle

[sohannabarberaesque]

Poetry Corner

So what would it take for Peter Potamus to find rather fascinating specimens of pearl, mother-of-pearl even, during some diving during his Polynesia Uncharted adventures among native divers in their nakedness, and manage to come out unschathed (not to mention well-liked)?

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What more might gladden Kwicky Koala's heart than to find such so dependent on the road life being given packets of Arnott's Vita-Weat crispbreads with advice to try such with cheese spread such as Laughing Cow or Kaukauna Klub as a snack while out on the road?

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One summery afternoon.

Three closely-involved characters: Wally Gator. Lippy the Lion and Hardy Har-Har. Touché Turtle and Dum-Dum.

Some springs connecting to a Florida bayou.

Add some jet skis, and just let the action commence, with Wally in the lead.

And imagine how far things can go from the get-go.

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[jesuistrestriste]

I also had this idea about dilf era art having his sex tape(s) leaked.. or leaking them on purpose because his career is falling off.

The Christian moms would be clutching their pearls when they hear about THE art donaldson getting his back blown out 💀

His tennis career might be over but maybe he's got a new one with his pretty younger gf and her massive strap

ufff angel ! !

it’s a massive scandal when it leaks on twitter from an anonymous account.

the start of the video is actually pretty tame; and you’d never expect the man in the video to be the wimbledon-winning art donaldson. the first few minutes show a fit, naked man sitting on the edge of a bed with a girl in his lap. his hands on her hips, his cock bobbing in the little space left between them. she’s wearing a lacy black lingerie set, and even though you can’t see their faces—the framing cuts off their heads—you can tell from the wet, depraved noises alone that they’re aggressively making out.

the sloppy kissing turns into the two individuals getting handsy. he reaches up to squeeze her tits over the fabric, and her hands seem to move up behind his neck to tug on the back of his hair. a flash of blond locks can be seen. that’s the first hint of his identity. he moans when she pulls, his abdomen tensing and his length dribbling a sticky glob of arousal from his tip. in the next instant, one of her hands reaches down and starts to palm his tip. he jolts forward and whines, letting out an anguished “hnnghh” as she starts to stroke him.

his breathing gets quicker, the pale skin of his chest growing more and more pink by the second, before his fingers appear to dig into her body and he tenses up. her hand pulls away, effectively edging him. he shudders and wraps his arms around her lower back, pulling her further into his body. “pleasepleaseplease..” he can be heard whispering to begging her.

the tape cuts to black for only a moment before—

…wow.

she’s now got him bent over onto all-fours on the bed, his ass facing her pelvis while she lines up a thick pink dildo that’s attached to a harness she hadn’t been wearing before. his head is still lifted just enough to keep his eyes out of the video, but his jaw and lips and the tip of his nose can be seen. his mouth is hung open in a desperate ‘o’ while he feels her strap prod and begin to push in. it slides into him with little resistance, and she can be heard cooing down to the man below.

“thaaat’s it, baby.. good job.. guess we prepped you enough, huh?”

it’s teasing yet authoritative in nature, and the man just lets out an anguished groan of pure unfiltered pleasure as she positions her hands at his hips and starts to earnestly fuck into him. each roll of her pelvis elicits a sharp moan and whimper, and anyone watching can clearly see his cock drooling onto the sheets helplessly.

suddenly, after only a couple of minutes of this, the woman hikes her leg up onto the bed, bending it at the knee to gain better leverage on the side farthest from the camera, and pushes her hand down into the space between his shoulder blades.

he lets out a surprised whimper, keens, and then falls face-down into the bedding.

and in that moment in the video, every single person watching finally realized who he was.

all of his features are now totally visible. every single one.

art’s face is burning; his eyes rolling back into his head while his brows pinch up in ecstasy. his cheek is pressing into the mattress, his ass still up to meet her movements. he grips the white bedding under his palms and then bites his lip, “ohhh, fuck,” he whines, almost girlish, “fuck me harder, i’m gonna come, baby— ah-haah— i’m so close right now-!”

he’s making noises like a total pornstar; someone fit for the limelight and the mess of it all.

the woman, who can now be assumed to be his (controversially) younger girlfriend, complies with his begging with no more than a low chuckle. she bucks into him faster, and art yelps.

she raises her right hand and brings it down over his ass in a playful slap before she squeezes the flesh. his entire frame jolts and then he squeezes his eyes shut, his back perfectly arched, “.. im gonna come, can i— mgnh- touch myself? can you-or, i c— AH!”

the tennis player’s words get cut off when the girl leans over his back and wraps her hand around his sticky dick hanging heavily between his thighs. she pumps him quickly in time with her thrusts and it takes no more than twenty seconds before he’s trembling all over. and god, it’s a sight to behold.

“i’m gonna come, ‘m gonna come, baby, im gonna come! i’m—“

a strangled curse flies past his lips before he’s squealing and gushing milky strings of his release over her fingers and onto the bed. moans of pleasure turn into sobs of overstimulation as she milks him in her grasp, strong shots of his orgasm blending into pathetic dribbles of whatever’s left inside his balls.

he collapses under her, her strap still filling him, and she tenderly strokes his shaking back with her left hand. art’s gasping for air like he’s been deprived of it for a moment too long, and some of his hair is sticking to his forehead. his eyes open slightly, albeit lidded, and he moans out a slurred “thank you” before the video cuts to an end.

the uproar in its wake is insane.

he’s all over celebrity gossip magazines, and being talked about in raunchy podcasts, and exploited in deep-dive youtube videos. everything. it’s everywhere.

people were talking about him now who hadn’t even thought about him in years.

he was the talk of the town, really.

.. so art doesn’t even feel guilty that he was the one who clicked ‘post’.

[elliesgaythoughts]

Pas De Trois

Ellabs x female reader

MDNI

Warnings: dom Abby, sub ellie, switch energy reader?, cuffs, strap, squirting, thigh riding, oral a! and e! giving, brat? reader, hair pulling e! and a! receiving,that’s all I think🌸

Ellie is moaning lazily into your cunt, your fingers tangled in her auburn locks pulling her closer into you, as the other holds yourself open for her to have the easiest access to your beating clit, her tongue swirls around your bud lazily and her eyes flutter close, you tilt your head back and release a gutteral moan

“fffuck, uhg hurry up abs” you cry out.

Abby’s finishes tightening her harness and strolls towards the bed, hand lands in Ellie’s hair and pulls her head back harshly, the handcuffs on her dainty wrists jingling with the sudden movement, she can’t even finish her yelp in pain before Abby’s tongue swipes across her lips, tasting you off of her mouth, Abby sucks on Ellie’s tongue tasting your essence on her mouth, moaning at your flavour.

Abby gives ellie one last nasty kiss and pulls Ellie’s head down with hers, both of their tongues begin dancing on your pussy, Ellie’s tongue traces your labia as Abby harshly flicks at your pearl, your toes curling as tears prick your eyes, one hand in blonde hair and the other laced in auburn tones. They take turns pecking your sensitive bud, Ellie giggling at your dramatic reactions to the small touches “so cute” she whispers to herself in a daze, Abby hums in agreement.

You on the other hand are already sick of their teasing “fucking get to it” you bark at them, yanking on their hair, so so desperate to cum, your release so close.

Abby again, stears Ellie’s head with hers pulling back and snatching your orgasm from you, you whimper, suddenly remembering who you’re dealing with.

“ooh” she laughs “someone needs put in their fucking place” she glances at Ellie for support in her statement but Ellie is clearly conflicted because she just wants to please you, but she also loves when Abby uses her as an example of what you could’ve had.

Abby rolls her eyes at the indecisive girl and pushes her head onto your chest, taking the cuffs off ellie “don’t let her touch herself” she instructs ellie. Her fingers wrap around your wrists and pulls them above your head in one hand “Ellie” you beg with doe eyes.

“Don’t” Abby barks, knowing you could convince Ellie to do anything, especially when your taste is still lingering on her lips, you roll your eyes, ingnoring her and open your mouth to speak again.

Ellie’s lips are on yours before you can talk, shutting you up because she knows how convincing you can be. You give up, rolling your tongue against Ellie’s and she moans loudly into your mouth, too loud, you look over her shoulder to see Abby slowly pushing her hips into Ellie’s. Abbys eyes lock on yours, and winks. OH YOU FUCKED UP.

Ellie’s body slowly starts to move against yours, soft grunts landing onto your chest, as Abby moves slowly in and out of Ellie, one hand on Ellie’s hip the other holding her free wrist to the dip in her spine. You glance at Ellie and can’t help but moan at the sight of her, eye brows furrowed, flushed cheek pressed to the centre of your chest as her pout drag across your nipple with each of Abby’s thrusts.

Ellie’s little grunts turn to squeals as abby picks up her pace, you’re cunt is aching, as you listen to the wet squelches coming from Ellie, you beg for relief “abby” she ignores you completely, you try to free yourself from Ellie’s grip “abby please, I’m so sorry baby, please” you plead. “I know you are” she replies kissing down Ellie’s spine holding her eyes onto yours till they roll to the back of your head at the feel of Ellie’s lips wrapping around your bud and sucking.

Abby’s confused as to why you’re a moaning mess but she quickly clicks on and rams into Ellie mercilessly, Ellie’s tears hit your chest and you almost feel bad for dragging Ellie into your punishment, Ellie’s squealing against your heart, her nails digging into your wrist. “Abby she can’t take it” you plead as, she struggles to breathe against your chest, gasping for air Ellie interrupts you “d-don’t sto-ughh” she begs Abby.

Abby continuously pounds into Ellie, you’re leaking onto the bed at the sound of Ellie’s whines and Abby’s grunts, you can’t take it anymore, you hook your legs around Ellie’s thighs and start grinding down onto her toned leg gasping in relief, Abby let’s you but gives Ellie’s cheek a harsh slap as trade off, moaning as the base hits her clit repeatedly, your eyes roll back taking in the filthy sounds filling the room, the bed creaks as Ellie warns “I’m ohh ffuck I’m g- I’m gonnacum” she babbles, you and Abby both pick her your pace, you press a kiss to Ellie’s lips as your feel her squirt onto the thigh that’s between her legs but Abby doesn’t stop pounding into her, chasing her own high, Ellie’s crying out “t-to m-ahh s’toomuch” you ignore her pleads as you use her leg, squealing as you cum onto her thigh, clit throbbing against her skin, you both lay there limp, Abby still thrusting into Ellie, quickly reaching her own high as you watch her with heavy eyelids, as her legs shake and head fall back, grunting as she cums on the base of her strap, you’re zoned in to her pretty features till you feel a second gush of liquid against your leg and noticed Ellie panting and drooling onto your chest again, her hands falling limp as your hands are finally free to come down.

Drawing circles onto ellies back as you listen to her breathing steady you once again lock eyes with Abby, silently doing a come hither motion at her, she understands, slowly pulling out and you of Ellie’s, kiss the top of her head to relax her as abby removes her harness and crawls into bed besides you, her arm hooking over Ellie’s body that’s still laying on top of you, wraps both her legs around one of your thighs, Ellie opens her eyes and glances at her positioning, Abby smiles at her knowingly and starts to grind onto your leg, startling you.

“Getting off on someone’s thigh?” Ellie giggles out “that’s just desperate Abby.”

You roll your eyes and slap both of their asses at the same time “behave!”

They both just piss themselves laughing.

[yandere-daydreams]

tw - unhealthy relationships, financial abuse, reader is implied to be a sugar-baby/sex worker, unbalanced power dynamics.

Mei is a woman who can put a price on anything.

You've seen her talents first-hand. Hell, you'd only gotten together in the first place because she decided you were a commodity worth the expense, or in her words, because 'you'd be more valuable with me than anywhere else'. Some of her earliest gifts were little more to foder to prove that she had enough wealth stowed away to not only afford you, but make you hers exclusively - skin-tight diamond chokers, ornate harnesses strung with crystals and pearls, rings studded with pale sapphires that were nearly too heavy to lift. You'd kept the pricetags from everything she gave you in a drawer in your shoebox of an apartment, and as a show of kinship, she decided to keep you.

Really, you could only be thankful you fell into the hands of someone so appreciative. As someone so easy to buy, you can't think of a customer more suited to you than Mei.

Your relationship's too far along for her to be so blatant with her intentions, now, carrying a pretense of affection that means she can't slip you a stack of bills and tell you, in no uncertain terms, that you'll be spending the night with her, but she still finds ways to mark you, to make sure she's always going to be the majority shareholder of your time. All your clothes are tailor-made, her initials embroidered into everything she has designed for you, and you can't remember the last time you wore a scent that she hadn't personally selected. She's careful with what she owns, but not so careful that she isn't willing to offer you tens of thousands of yen to wear the lipstick stain she left on the side of your throat like a designer product. She has a jealous streak, despite how indifferent she tries to act. That, or she just doesn't like it when other people tamper with her investments.

It's become an ongoing joke between the two of you - her possessive habits and your attempts to provoke them. You'll straddle her thigh and slot your chest against hers and pout as you ask how much she thinks the white-haired man across the room would offer for an hour with you, and she'll purse her lips and assure you that none of her 'coworkers' could afford such a gem. Once or twice, you've managed to pester a real answer out of her, always something in the millions and delivered in a clipped tone that meant it was time to stop asking, but more often, she'll take you by the hips and ask you if you plan on replacing her so callously. It's a fair reaction. You can't say she's ever made you think you might be up for sale.

When you can't bite back your curiosity, you drape yourself across her and ask how much she would give up to have you permanently, to keep you at her beck and call without having to stifle herself with allowances and borrowed platinum cards. She likes that question, practically purrs as she promises that, to her, you're priceless. It should be more comforting than it is, but somehow, you can't shake the implication that it's something she's considered, that if there was an amount she could forward to some unknown account, she would've done it long before you'd ever made the offer. You're glad she came to the conclusion she did. You're glad that, no matter how entitled she acts to every fiber of your being, every second of your time, she knows she'll never actually own you.

You're glad that, if she changed her mind, if she ever put a price on your head and decided it was worth the loss, she's kind enough not to tell you that you've already been paid for.