#US you next fuckers. Do it

[aeolianblues]

Starmer has phoned Netanyahu urging a ceasefire calling it an ‘urgent and clear need’. He’s also told the Palestinian president that recognition of a Palestinian state was an undeniable right.

THE TWO PARTIES ARE NOT THE SAME

[flying-cat]

People don't want character redemption they want a revenge plot from a story that was never supposed to be about revenge

[gen-is-gone]

hrgh every time I think I've come close to forgiving lance fucking parkin I skim the gallifrey chronicles. and then I remember the Horrors.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[tracle0]

DnD murder mystery !!SOLVED!!

My players did it and I'm so proud of them :)

[astral-catastrophe]

me and the generic extra strong Tylenol and the pure rage in my system

[mindmushyyyy]

To whatever dentist that decided to shave my canines to match what were mostly baby teeth at the time. Thank you not only do i look slightly stupid but you fucking over did it a smidge , and now im in fucking pain you silly shit. If YOU every see this, i bring shame upon you, shame upon your family, shame upon your dam cow.

[raccooncityriots]

I told my coworkers I would go to the gym after work, but man do I just want to go nap 😔😭

[chevvy-yates]

WORK IS FUCKING MY BRAIN THIS WEEK. FUCK U CUSTOMER.

[coronangelic1]

Currently in class and it’s only me and the teacher and she’s like :) let’s wait 20 minutes before the rest of the class enters the session. Oh and you can’t do anything on your laptop bcs the screen is being recorded!!! Ma’am please I just want to distract myself reading some gay fanfiction while I wait for the worst 2 hours of my life to start

[sweetnans]

Katsuki always paid attention to little details even when you were only a number in his mind. You ended number seven on the charts after the tests for UA application. He memorized the first ten and then recognized each one of you on the first day of class.

Your ID photo that appeared beside your score wasn't nothing alike like you were in person.

He completely flipped.

He pushed the feeling aside because he had no time to waste on stupid things, and he succeeded for a long, long time. Bakugo ignored you, pretended that you didn't exist and the fact that you were part of Midoriya's group the first months made it easy for him to keep you far away but that also made it hard to watch.

Why were you laughing at what shitty Deku had said? That fucker wasn't that funny.

Why was your hand on Deku's hair ruffling and combing it with your fingers?

He was fuming on the inside.

When Mina started to hang out with you, he was relieved that he won't have to see you with Deku again.

But then, you started to hang out with his group, and everyone loved you instantly. Kirishima always wanted to sparr with you, Kaminari always asked for your help on math and Sero, fucking Sero always inviting you to dance with him.

After he saw the behavior of his friends when it came to you, he almost preferred you hanging out with Deku.

He noticed that you smiled brightly every time Kirishima told you one of his dumbs jokes while having you pinned down on the floor mat after a sparr, but you never laughed.

He noticed your leg trembling under the table when you studied with Kaminari in the common room. He could bet that the bastard used every chance he got to flirt with you in the most hideous way.

He also noticed your pink tinted cheeks every time Sero gave you his hand for a quick dance around the kitchen.

Almost like you were uncomfortable with their demeanor.

You were pretty. He understood that they were making their moves to you, but you were just too shy and good to say anything to them, like you weren't interested at all for example.

One night, he couldn't sleep and went straight to the kitchen of the dorms to grab a glass of water. He never expected seeing you there scrolling in your phone leaning by the sink, waiting for the toaster to pop your bread out.

"You shouldn't be eating carbohydrates this late"

He startled you. He literally appeared from the shadows of the dining room dragging his feet, making no sound at all.

"Jeez, you should wear a bell or something," you giggled when he gave you a puzzled look. "Like a cat? So next time I know that you're coming?"

"I know what you meant." he walked to you and grabbed a glass from the rack.

He felt your presence in his bones like a static pulse vibrating under his skin. Maybe it was just your quirk trying to reach for him.

"What are you doing here this late?" You asked clearing your throat while he gulped his water in one go.

"What does it seem like I'm doing?" He pourred another glass. He wasn't that thirsty. He just wanted to be there in silence with you for minutes, without his obnoxious friends.

Your toast popped out of the toaster, and you grabbed it, burning your fingers in the process.

"Shit, shit," you exclaimed, blowing some air at your fingers to ease the pain.

"C'mere shithead," he grabbed your hand and put it under the sink, letting the cold water flow.

"It's fucking freezing" you tried to pull your hand back but his grip tightened.

"What did you expect? You just burned your fucking fingers doing the dumbest shit I've ever seen"

You didn't know if it was the serious tone on his voice or the way that he was struggling with you stopping you from taking your hand out of the water, but something about the scene made you let out a laugh, a big one. He had never seen you laugh like that before.

"Are you laughing at me?"

That question only made it worse. You were absolutely parting yourself from laughter. He turned off the water and watched you wipe your tears.

"I'm sorry, you're not that funny," you said, returning to your normal state. He grinned.

You passed by his side fetching your toast and poured some jam.

"Do you want some jammie toast with that water of yours?" You asked, offering a half eaten toast.

"Sure." he took the toast, and in return, he gave you his half glass of water.

After that encounter, he noticed that every time his friends were around you, you always tried to find him, looking for exchange glances, giving him a subtle smile.

He started to show up at your study sessions with Kaminari, and he noticed that your legs stopped trembling because his presence was enough for Kaminari to keep his mouth shut.

He also began sparring with you on training sessions switching partner with Kirishima leaving him with Sato.

And everytime Sero tried to dance with you in front of everybody he grabbed your arm and guided you to the kitchen or his room with a lame excuse to get you out of the situation.

Fortunately, his friend read the room pretty well. The three of them enjoyed more watching him play his cards with you than putting themselves on a constant shame.

[redsray]

i do love the idea of the wayne kids giving bernard shovel talks about taking care of tim and all that but also give me batfam who are just as protective of bernard as they are of each other.

give me bernard, attending his first wayne gala as tim's significant other. having a suit custom tailored and funded by bruce even if bernard insists it's not necessary because he already has one. arriving at the gala anxious because of course he is, it's a goddamn socialite event, but being protected from every side by the wayne kids even when tim is dragged away.

Socialite: Oh, and who might you be?

Bernard: Oh, um, hi. I'm Bernard Dowd, nice to meet you.

Socialite: Dowd? I've never heard of your family before. Who...?

Bernard: I'm not here with my family, miss, I'm here with my boyfriend.

Socialite: ... Boyfriend?

Bernard: Yeah, I'm here with Tim.

Socialite, frowning: Tim... as in Drake-Wayne? He has a boyfriend?

Dick, coming up next to Bernard: He sure does! Bernard here is practically one of ours now, aren't you? He matters to Timmy, so he matters to us.

Bernard: Dick—

Dick: C'mon, let's get you back to Timmy. Farewell, Mrs!

Bernard: I could've handled that.

Dick: All the rules that apply to my siblings during galas apply to you too. I'm sure you could've, but you shouldn't have to. I've got your back too, now, yeah?

Bernard: ... Yeah. Thanks, Dick.

Jason, coming up to Bernard at the bar: Not to freak you out, kid, but there's a guy starin' at ya from the other side of the bar. Y'know him or should I encourage him to look away?

Bernard, startled: Huh? (looks around) Oh. No, I don't know him. Why... is he looking at me like that, actually?

Jason, scowling: 'S just how the slimy fuckers at these events are. Can't keep their eyes off anything that's small, young or pretty. Disgusting. I'll deal with him— where's your annoying other half gone, inferior blondie?

Bernard: Tim? He got pulled away for quote; 'something important' by some lady. He said he'll meet me here after he's done, so I've been waiting.

Jason: Huh. If I see him I'll point him yer way. Hey, don't be 'fraid to ask any of us questions or for help if ya need it. We know the best how daunting this shit can be.

Bernard, genuinely touched: ... Thanks, Jason.

Jason: Yeah, yeah. Don't tell Timmers I said that, though, he'll call me a loser.

Bernard, laughing: I won't.

Bernard, being talked to by several people at once and a bit overwhelmed by the attention: Uh— I'm—

Damian, stepping between him and the socialites: Dowd. I require your assistance.

Bernard: Um— hi, Damian— with what?

Damian: You will see when we get there. Follow me, Drake's more tolerable half.

Bernard: Okay... so what do you need from me?

Damian: Nothing. You seemed to dislike the attention from all of the nosy adults over there. It was the most efficient way of extracting you from the situation.

Bernard: Oh. Thanks, Damian.

Damian: Tt, don't thank me yet, Dowd. I am still criticising your choice in romantic partners.

Bernard: Didn't you threaten me with a katana to not dampen Tim's mood in any way shape or form?

Damian: Slander. I said quote 'if you make Drake more annoying by breaking his heart I'm going to maim you.' I don't see how you got the message you did from that.

Bernard, grinning: Sure, Damian. Sure.

[oreo-creampie]

“𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞”

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! Sukuna is mean, Monster fucking, breaking and entering (reader is aware he is coming), somnophilia, choking, hints of masturbation, choking, manhandling, huge huge huge size kink that swings both ways, let’s say Sukuna’s monster cock can fit cause I say so, light pain kink, degradation/taunting/hints of praise if you count being called a slut in bed rewarding (which I do but to each their own), pussy slapping, pinching your clit once, mentions of a toy that he licks once to see if it still tastes like you what can I say he is a nasty fucker,

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧! ❛ there’s so many things i wanna do to you.❜ + sukuna

𝟏𝟑𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Fey; monster fucking with sukuna always hits just right but when you add consented to somnophilia + breaking and entering

Sukuna slowly pulls your curtains back, the full moon illuminates you bedroom well enough. He grabs your blanket and gentle peels it off, bunching it at the bottom of the bed.

The inhuman toy cock next to you catching his attention. It’s thick but yet it still pales in comparison to his’ own. It’s hot that you have something like this to occupy your time when he is away.

Did he ruin normal men for you? He hopes so. He wants your sloppy cunt to crave his inhuman cocks.

Sukuna picks the toy up and licks it, tasting your sweet cunt. Swirling his tongue around it’s tip. He considers triple stuffing you, but which hole should he shove it in?

You roll onto your back and stretch your arm out, seeking your blanket. Promptly giving up when you didn’t immediately find it. You’re in the perfect position for Sukuna to play with you.

Making quick work of his sweats, his shirt having ripped off when he transformed before he broke into your house. Something you’ll have to pay for.

He carefully climbs onto the bed, towering over you, giving him a thrill. Comparing himself to you, you’re so small, weak and vulnerable, perfect for manhandling and stuffing his cock into.

Whimpering in your sleep, “Sukunnn..” Your soft cunt quivers around his thick fingers. You’re so wet, soft and tight around him. Licking your soft clit with his hand’s tongue. Whilst slowly spreading your legs apart.

You furrow your brows, and slowly open your eyes. “Whaaann?” He bites your thigh when you try to close your legs. Using his weight to force your smaller, soft body into a mating press.

He accusing you, “You’re a brat, there wasn’t a window or door unlocked for me.” Roughly smacking your soft wet cunt.

You whine, “I know!” Another harsh slap, and he glided his thick fingers in, licking your clit. You mewl, “Nnn you can pick the lock!” His fingers and tongue is magical on your cunt. Your thighs trembles, toes curl and your cunt is soaking his hand.

Sukuna looks down at you, “You got tighter, does it turn you on thinking about me wanting your sloppy cunt so badly I’d break in for it?”

He glides his fingers out, smacking your cunt whilst crooning. “What a depraved slut!” Pinching your soft clit, smirking when you cry. You’re so helpless in his large hands, it’s so easy for him to manhandle and fuck you as he pleases.

“I’m your depraved monster cock loving slut.” Sukuna stuffs his hand’s thick tongue in your soft aching cunt. Squeezing your throat, fondling your breast, switches between sucking and biting.

He fondles your soft breasts, sucking on your nipple. “Let’s see how much my cum my cocksleeve can take before falling back asleep.” Replacing his soft tongue with his long thick fingers stretching your cunt out.

He insists, “There are so many things I wanna do to you.” He loosens his grasp on your throat. “How long do you think you can keep me entertained for?” Gliding his fingers out, smearing your slick on his cock.

“I dunno I’m sleepy, but you can keep fucking me even after I pass out.” He’s monstrous, towering over you, nudging your soft cunt with his fat cock.

You winch when he rolls his hips forward, giving you just the tip. His cock above it, rubs your soft clit. You whine reaching down, splaying your hands above his stomach’s mouth. He grabs your wrist, raising it above your head tightening his grasp around your neck.

Sukuna lifts you bed, sinking you down on his cock. Your head reaches his chest, tilting your head back Sukuna makes you look up at him.

He sneers ,“Since you already had fun without me I don’t have to stretch you out right? I can have my fun, use your soft little cunt how I want.” Pressing your smaller body to the wall, you’re so helpless.

He smirks, “This is the kind of perverted shit that gets a monster fucker like you off isn’t it?” Sukuna is beating your pussy up, making her squelch and your toes curl.

You clench your cunt and his smirk drops with a loud groan. “Stupid little brat with your dumb little cunt.”

all works

[wabblebees]

these dumbass fucking military recruiters wont stop FUCKING TEXTING ME and the most recent one i finally snapped a little harder than just "take me off your list do not contact me again im not interested unsubscribe me"/etc & blocking the number

instead! i said "hey two things: 1) dont call me my deadname again. update my contact information to use Bee as my first name if you refuse to stop harassing me. and 2) it was hard enough escaping the cult i was raised in, i have no desire to voluntarily join another institution of abuse. unsubscribe me. have a day."

and this asshat dickwad shitlips bitchless FUCKER. replied with just "thank you for responding, [deadname]. have a nice day"

fuck offffffffffff eat my entire gay ass. fucking hate it here lmfao

[victorluvsalice]

With the fishing competition officially over, it was time to head home so everyone could satisfy their needs! Some in more, uh, unique ways than others...look, Alice being a werewolf means "marking her territory" outside and then licking herself clean at the sink are totally reasonable activities and get her XP for new powers. :P And also allows Victor first shot at the only bathroom in the house, which I'm sure he appreciated. XD

Anyway -- around this time, I decided, "Hey, I had Smiler bring along their new drone on this vacation -- I should have them record a video now, while it's nice! Maybe of them building a sand sculpture?" So I had them get it out so I could do just that -- l

But, unfortunately, while they were doing that, I got distracted by having to live-drag the pizza floatie I'd provided for the trio into deeper water so the still-kinda-tired Victor could nap on it. And when I looked back to start the video, I could not, for the life of me, find the drone. O.o I have NO idea what happened there -- it wasn't in Smiler's inventory, but it also wasn't anywhere on the lot that I could see. Frustrated, but certain it would pop up later (if only because I was sure the game would put it back into their inventory the next time I changed lots, like with their laptop), I instead had Smiler play with their quadcopter for a bit while Alice started dinner -- a lovely fish feast using the tuna Victor had caught, wrapped in banana leaves and left to roast on the island BBQ pit. She then swam out to join him in his napping, taking over the rainbow whale floatie. Look, they had a long day and needed their beauty rest, okay? :p

With them both snoozing away (just so they'd have enough energy to get through dinner), I was left with just Smiler to entertain -- and fortunately, I already had a good idea of what I wanted to do. Namely, get a few more pictures. XD So when Smiler finished flying their quadcopter around, I had them whip out their phone and take a few shots of the surrounding scenery in the sunset glow, along with shots of Victor and Alice sleeping on their floaties. XD I mean, you have to admit, the place looked REALLY pretty at sunset -- nothing wrong with getting a few landscape snaps too!

However, it seems The Sims 4 was as done with me taking in-game pictures as you all probably are -- once Smiler put their phone away, my game just started freaking CHUGGING for some reason. I tried to fix it by going into the main menu, which often resets things if they get kind of "oof," but for whatever reason it wouldn't stick this time. I tried to tough it out, sending Smiler out into the water to clean up some trash and back-float with their partner and metamour, but in the end I had to drop a save and reload the game. Happily, once I returned to the lot, everything was running smoothly again...

[dolcekissy]

territory , ღ

: ̗̀➛ dealer!rafe lets reader get high on something other than weed, he's always liked you but doesn't want to get attached to you. but ends up giving in and fucking you anyway.

⋆.��࿔*:･ masterlist

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes mentions of drugs, taking & using drugs. mentions of sex, p in v, and mentions of drug deals.

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rafe has it bad for you. you're absolutely gorgeous, your body is beautiful, your smile lights up the darkest rooms, and you're the sweetest bun he's ever met.

he refuses to admit it though ─ he's a drug dealer and doesn't need to be worried about a girl or better yet, bringing a girl around his deals and around his money. his money is dirty and so is he ─ there's no need to get attached to a girl that's too precious to be around that shit.

especially a girl like you ─ you're too sweet to get addicted to some random shit like he did. you're too sweet to end up like half of the fuckers he sells drugs to. you're too sweet to be around the negative, dark side of drug dealers.

he refuses to give you anything but weed, too pretty and too sweet to let drugs corrupt you. he refuses to be anything to you but your drug dealer, too pretty and too sweet to let him corrupt you.

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"hey doll, got your shit right here." he smiles softly as he leans over and grabs a bag of weed for you ─ you start to notice every time you're buying off of him, the bags get bigger and bigger and you pay less and less.

"thank you, rafey." you smile up at him ─ grabbing the bag from him while your manicured nails drag over his hand. with the furrow of your brows and the sight of you biting your inner cheek, he's already asking what's going on.

"what're you thinkin' about?" you shrug your shoulders lightly while inspecting the bag of weed he handed you. "wanna try something else." he shakes his head and sits down on the couch behind him ─ his thumb swiping over his nose as his legs spread.

no, no, no ─ too sweet to be dealing with anything else other than weed.

"no can do, doll ─ already told you all you can get from me is weed." he looks up at you with a stern look, "cant have you fuckin' up knowing its my fault."

you whine and pout your plump, glossy lips at him ─ walking closer to him and sitting down next to him. "please? pretty please, rafey? i'll only do it once, okay?" he shakes his head, his eyes darting around the room as he scratches his jaw. "nope."

but you look so fucking pretty when you pout, so pretty.

you grab his hands, subconsciously bringing them closer to your chest as you intertwine your fingers with his. his breath hitches as you beg him and his hands being dangerously close to your chest.

but you sound so fucking pretty when you beg, so sweet.

"fuck ─ okay, okay fine. but you're stayin' with me 'til it wears off, got it?" you eagerly nod your head as rafe stands up and walks over to his stash ─ grabbing a pill and walking back over to you. you grab the pill from his hand and observe it, "what is it?"

"molly."

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you felt so fucking good. rafe looked so good, the music he was playing sounded good, every time he brushed against you felt good. everything feels and looks so fucking good.

you look over at rafe sitting next to you with a giggle, his head turns to you with furrowed brows and a soft smile. "you good?" you nod your head slowly ─ still staring at him while giggling.

"feel so good." he chuckles softly, smoking on a blunt he just rolled not too long ago and turning his attention to the tv. "yeah?" he says quietly, looking at you again with raised brows.

you nod your head slowly again, your eyes slowly moving around the room with a soft smile on your lips. "yeah." you whisper. you lean your head back against the couch and let out a soft, content sigh while closing your eyes.

he watches your chest rise softly, your long lashes fluttering against your cheeks ─ your glossy, plump lips part as soft breaths leave your lips.

you're so fucking pretty it hurts.

he watches you open your eyes, looking at him with a dazed look and a soft smile. you stare at him for a moment, studying his lips and his nose ─ his pretty eyes and eyebrows. he looks so good.

you don't say a word as you lean closer to him, slowly moving your body onto his lap ─ never breaking eye contact with him. he watches your legs wrap around his waist, his eyes trailing up your body until he meets your eyes.

you look so fucking pretty on top of him. no, no, no he can't get attached.

your lips slowly attach to his neck, kissing and sucking and licking ─ it feels so good but you're too sweet, too pretty to be around the shit he's around. he knows if he fucks you ─ you're not leaving him. he can't do it.

but he's groaning and leaning his head back, giving you more room to lick up his neck and suck tiny, sweet marks on him ─ his hands gripping your hips tightly, grinding your hips into his slowly as your lips finally meet his, moaning softly against his lips as his hard, clothed cock brushes against your clothed clit.

but his eyes are rolling back when the sounds of your pretty moans fill his ears ─ his hands trailing up your back for a moment before he pulls your baby tee off of you, his eyes wide and a throaty groan leaving his lips at the sight of your bare chest. he stares up at you for a moment before his lips attach to your pretty, pretty nipples ─ sucking and licking them like his life depends on it.

but he's slowly pushing you back to pull your shorts down, his eyes fluttering shut momentarily at the sight of your pink, lace thong ─ harshly grabbing at your hips to bring you back to him after pulling it off.

holy fuck, you're so fucking pretty ─ can't fuck you, no, no, no.

but he lets you pull his gray sweatpants down, his underwear sliding down his thighs too. he lets your hands slowly reach his shirt, pulling at it as he rushes to take it off. he lets you lean forward and kiss his lips again, he lets you lick his teeth and suck on his pink tongue.

but he lets you reach down and line his hard cock up at your entrance, groaning softly when you move his cock to rub against your puffy clit ─ groaning loudly when you sink down on him with a loud moan. it feels so fucking good.

he lets you bounce on his cock, throwing your head back. you feel so good, he feels so good, everything feels so good - so high you can feel his cock sliding in and out on you on a different level. his lips find your neck, leaving his marks - marking his territory.

no, no, no. cant stop it feels so good ─ you're mine. mine, mine, mine.

he lets you whine and moan, his hands gripping your hips as he meets your thrusts. he lets you stop bouncing on him as you lean your head against his shoulder ─ crying out as he fucks his cock up into your soaking pussy.

"feels so good, rafey. so good." he groans, his head leaning forward and resting against your pretty tits as he moves faster ─ his eyes rolling back when your moans get prettier, louder, closer together.

he lets your pussy clench around his thick cock, suffocating him. he lets your nails dig into his back and shoulders, he lets you cry out his name.

say it again. rafe, rafe, rafe. it's yours to scream, it's yours. yours, yours, yours. fuck.

he lets his hands grip onto the fat of your hips and ass as he moves faster ─ you're so high, so fucking high and it feels so fucking good. the sounds of your skin slapping against his, his groans, the feeling of his cock is the only thing you can feel, all you can hear ─ so euphoric.

he lets you cry and scream his name as you cum around his cock. he lets himself cum inside of you, marking you. his territory. his girl. his.

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