#dont tie yourself into community

[blackpilljesus]

I find community discourse incredibly annoying. People are often like "Wheres's the community? We need community! People are so individualistic these days". Individualism gets a lot of criticism but nobody ever questions why this happens. While there are some merits to communities, historically communities have mainly benefitted the priviledged. Most communities evolve into divide-and-rule politics where some are seen as more deserving than others (based on things that cannot be controlled). If you're a marginalised person, more often than not you get bs from communities, not love and protection as advertised.

When you're on the short stick side of the divide-and-rule politics in communities, communities are dangerous for you. It will be seen as acceptable to abuse & put you in horrible conditions simply bc of what you are. Those who abuse tend to be in higher positions in communities so when you call them out people wouldn't care or believe you. You'll be punished when you fight back however. When you're marginalised in a community you receive the worst brunts from people and it's seen as okay to be less deserving of support. You wont be supported in community.

People talk about "safety in numbers" but when the community faces trouble, they will have no problem abandoning or sacrificing the marginalised to save themselves at large. Communities have no problem throwing others away or isolating them once it benefits them. Alot of the time people are used & abused in communities so they're fed up with that, fed up of being treated like second class citizens in communities.

Look at the way communties people reminisce about & yearn for actually turned out. "We had community back in the day" yeah the same ones full of predatory uncles that would abuse women & children and get defended, the same communities full of victim blaming & shaming women + girls for being abused, the same communities where some were implicitly told they were more inferior but if they obeyed those higher up in power they can be forgiven. People talk about a lack of a "third place" bc of the rise of secularism so less are going to places of worship but many people leave those communities (even if their faith is still intact) because of corruption & abuse. The judgements & hypocrisy in these places is a lot (one of the reasons I personally left religion & the community too).

Best believe if you can hold your own down, being in a community is more dangerous than being alone bc like i said when things go south your ass will be on the chopping block first. Hell if people just want to abuse, they'll go for the marginalised first & so much abuse is enabled in communities. They'll ostracise & shun you and the threat of that alone keeps many in line to uphold abusive structures in place in communities.

"But humans are natural social creatures that want to be in groups" is something I hear often & that should make you stop and think of how so many people going against this instinct to survive says a lot about how dangerous alot of communities are. It's our nature to socialise, be in groups yet it's chosen to be independent because of the danger groups actually present when you're not seen as a valued member of them.

At this point people would either say "look inwards" or "find better communities out there" but the problem is that status in communities isnt entirely based on the merit of the way you behave. Finding communities where you're accepted & valued IRL tends to be based on things you cant control. It's not like the internet where you put yourself out there & eventually find your community even if they live all over the world. In reality it's another ballgame, people are more closed off & judgemental if you dont fit certain standards so it's more difficult to find places where you'll fit in. Also, as mentioned the determining factors of the way you'll be treated in communities are based on things you cant control, your characteristics will do more speaking and determination for you. So it's not as easy as just "find a better community". Given the way activism is on the internet, many people forget how conservative & hostile the real world actually is. Things like sexism, colorism, racism, ableism, homophobia, lookism etc; play a big role in most communities irl which is why many people seek alt communities online even though those come with issues of their own but to not stray away from the point this is why many people arent fucking with -irl- community shit anymore.

This discource pisses me off because when you constantly receive crap from communities people blame you for it but when you leave you get badgered for not having or being part of community. Communities benefit the priviledged as they uplift those on top, they get to take more from communities & enrich themselves while those at the bottom get fucked over and it's no wonder so many people get fed up and decide to put things into their own hands than risk being in/trusting communities that wont hesitate to risk or end your life over bs. I know that not all communities out there will be horrible but as mentioned finding communities IRL where you'll be accepted as a marginalised person is difficult. Finding equitable communities where everyone is held accountable for their actions, where people genuienly help each other to get by & survive over divide-and-rule politics is difficult.

People complaining about lack of community but wont address the rampant abuse that happens in them tells me they dont care about community spirit as they claim they just want pools of people to exploit and are disguising it under communal spirit & protection. I dont fw communities & sometimes people will tell me i cant do everything alone, no man is an island -good thing i'm a woman then lol- but fr the people this crap comes from are the type of people that make communities suck & i wouldn't want to be in a community with them anyways bc they're horrible & would just exploit. Individualism is on the rise because so many of us marginalised people who grew up in communities realise we're better off alone & idc what anyone says if they feel they're better off within communitities then bet but a lot of the time others are better off alone. And icl one positive of capitalism is that it gives you a chance to rely on communities less & have a more independent lifestyle. Yes there's still a level of people/community engagement but we're not as tightly bound to a community like a small tribe in a village bc tbh i'd probably be dead by now if i had to live & rely on others that way.

Instead of just criticising individualism & guilt tripping people to join communities, if people actually care do inflection about your "communities". Except this wont happen bc this isnt about community spirit but looking for others to exploit which is why it's being aggresively pushed.

[99probalos]

walking around with my cane like Wow this is just like Mr. Plinkett

[liyawritesss]

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-> synopsis: there's no denying that Jason Todd Is the intellectual boyfriend we all crave - so let's take a peek into his repertoire and see what are some of his favorite black artists, authors, and philosophers!

         -> characters: Jason Todd | Red Hood

-> from: batman universe

         -> contains: can be read as either pre- or post lazarus pit, 3rd person

-> a/n: here's the first hc post from the batman poll i did! currently taking an intro to black writers class, and I wanted to make a spin on some classics I think Jason would like, specifically from black contemporaries from the like late 1800's to the 1990's. And yes, I know these authors and stories dont necessarily tie in to the canon timeline of things - I honestly just wanted to have fun with this, so please take it with a grain of salt, and if you don't like it or find yourself wanting to comment something mean, just scroll! Save us both the commotion.

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      -> Paul Lawrence-Dunbar

             -> dunbar was a young novelist, writer, and poet during the 1880's and 1890's. His writing style is distinct with dialect, which earned him a lot of criticism despite his much popular portrayal of black life in southern America after the end of slavery. A lot of the tone in his pieces depict that of the African Americans struggle for survival post-slavery, as without adequate resources to gain their footing into society, the formerly enslaved were left to fend for themselves. What a lot of people at the time missed in his writings - and what Jason actually gravitates towards - is the fact that his particular style is actually intentional. It acts as a reclamation of what was mocked and dehumanized, reinstating power into it in a way that seems regressive, but is more powerfully progressive in retrospect. ‘Sympathy’ was a poem he didn’t know he needed until he read it, and now he either has the poem taped on his wall somewhere or it’s written/screenshotted in his notes on his phone. Similarly, he finds that the poem ‘We Wear The Mask’ is an allegory to the path he himself has taken.

      -> “Passing” by Nella Larsen

  -> this novel tells the story of two colored women - Irene and Clare - and how they navigate the world with the ability to pass as white women. There’s so much that goes into this novel, from the question of race as a moral ground, sexuality in the form of envy, the loss of community when one crosses the racial lines…. I feel like jason would love this book DOWN, the complexities and intricacies are right up his alley. While the book is not in production, Jason definitely finds some way, shape or form to get his hands on a copy….don’t ask a fanboy his methods okay!

       ->Toni Morrison

             -> Toni Morrison is one of my favorite black authors and by extension it is now Jason’s favorite. The way she writes is just so raw and passionate yet delicate and it really speaks to your soul. She’s one of those authors that’s in a completely different league of her own. I feel like Jason would really love Sula and A Mercy from her. He definitely cried while reading Beloved (everyone cries while reading Beloved). The Bluest Eye is his number one favorite book ever in life and I will die on this hill!!!

       -> “Sonny's Blues” by James Baldwin

             -> I honestly think anything by James Baldwin, Jason would like, but I choose Sonny’s Blues because of the struggle with brotherly love. There’s no secret that Jason has a tumultuous relationship with the rest of the Batfamily, and although for the most part the majority of it has been reconciled, tension lingers. Jason has his reservations, hes brash, and he’s the one that often clashes heads with people. This dynamic reflect that of the narrator and his brother, Sonny, who are constantly at war with one another because of Sonny’s desires and dreams, and the narrator being unable to see them. I feel like this is one of Jason’s comfort novels; it’s bittersweet, heartbreaking, and truly a testament to what people do when they think they’re doing what's best for those they care for.

       -> Other Books and Essays Include…

             -> “Letter to my Nephew” by James Baldwin, “Native Son” by Richard Wright, “Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl” by Harriet Jacobs, “Sweat” by Zora Neal-Hurston, The Parable Duology and “Bloodchild” by Octavia E. Butler

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[missdaytonawrites]

tr@ck 07 • e. williams

summary - perv!ellie hc's!

WC - 1k

cw/tw - as always, MDNI! 18+ content, ellie williams is a DAWG lmao, afab!reader, hyper-fem coded!reader, dub-con, mentions of marijiuana and paraphernalia, smut smut smuuuut, talk of strap-ons, fingering (r!receiving) and more lol.

A/N - hey slay queens and kings and things, no i dont want to talk about the phantom fic lolsies maybe one day i'll just quit bringing it up! this is to tie you nasty bitches over while i work on this little surprisssseeeeeeeee oooooohhh. and also! yes i am abbys specialest little princess but i love me some of ellie. so here! maybe this will be the catalyst for an ellabs fic

"met a girl who likes my body, said she wants to break your teeth."

• its already established within the tlou community, that ellie williams is a PERV! but like.. in my head? shes pervy like..

• she stares for just a little too long when you change in front of her. literally has to talk herself down from letting at a low whistle upon seeing the swell of your breasts.

• always finds a way to get you into lingerie stores when you two go out. lowkey ends up picking out every piece you buy bc… you love listening to her.

• perv!ellie cannot watch you eat/drink certain things because of the implied sensuality. popsicles? nope. pasta? absolutely not. drinking out of a straw? she’s gotta go.

• she was 110% the first person who got you high. quickly making it a habit, because you are even more pliant when you get all stoned.

• speaking of? in addition to your astonishing obedience when ya’ get all fucked up, ellie williams cannot deny how much she loves watching you wrap your lips around a pipe.

• the first time you get high with her, your eyes glaze over and your nipples harden through your little tank. she would scoot closer and flick one, “look at that, doll!” you just giggle and she waves the pipe in front of your face. “ain't it silly the way this stuff works!”

• takes secret photos of you laughing, bending over, getting dressed.

• perv!ellie dances with you in the kitchen. dancing turns into wrestling, and she loves wrestling because of how close she gets to be to you.

• brings you around her friends to show you off, like she doesn't get upset when they very obviously eye you. “this one’s mine. so back off..” she would tell them when one asks your relationship status.

• she sneaks little touches to your thighs or waist when you sleep.

• one night when you wake up from her touch and ask “whats goin’ on, els?” she just hushes you and tells you that “all friends do this, silly.” as she pulls you closer, spooning you. “just makin’ sure you sleep reeeal good!” later that night she def lets a few fingers slip beneath your panties.

• i’m a firm believer in the fact that ellie used to get stoned and go people-watching, used to. now she gets stoned and goes “you-watching.” like, since meeting you, her favorite pastime has become sparkin’ up, and watching you! things like picking up your room, baking, doing your makeup or hair. its all so interesting, you are so interesting.

• she steals your panties 100%. and maybe shoves them in her face when she touches herself. :0

• always finds a way to bring up sex. she will, without a doubt, ask you blatant questions about what's happening in your sex life. all she gets out of you is your detailed explanation on how you masturbate.

• you would tell her sometimes it's difficult to keep going at a certain point and that you don't think you’ve ever made yourself cum.

• and when she hears that? her eyes go wide. her mind runs rampid with filthy ideas. she feels like she's dreaming when she asks if you would show her, and you say yes..

• she could see the hesitation in your eyes at the questions first proposal… but ellie, ever the charmer, prods until she hears what she wants.

• pulling you close and hushing you, she would say: “this is normal baby, cross my heart!” then throw her hands up in defense before leaning in to close the space between you two.

• after that, her hands are everywhereee!!! on your waist, sliding up your back then down to squeeze your ass, up again to tangle in your hair and then dropping the slightest bit to cup your face.

• when she reaches further down and realizes that you aren't wearing any panties she swears you’re trying to kill her.

• “forgot how to put on panties sweetheart?” she’d chuckle at you, then spit on her fingers and resume her assault on your core.

• her fingers inside and her breath on your neck make it hard for you to speak but, even then you manage to tell her, “no! didnt forget els!” and so she laughs some more, stops touching you and prys, “well then where’d your cute little panties go, doll?”

• in that moment, you let out an exasperated breath and come clean. “hnng! they got all sticky and hot when i thought about seeing you today, so i took em’ off!!!” you sound on the verge of tears.

• perv!ellie could no longer take it, she pushes you down onto your bed and starts to work on you. slender fingers circling your clit and she bites and licks at your neck. “yeah? got all excited ‘cause i was comin’ over?”

• when you dont answer her.. she gathers up a rather obscene glob of your arousal and brings it up to swipe across your nose, like you're a little puppy in trouble.

• “i asked you a question doll, its rude to ignore people.” all you could offer her was a long, incoherent string of whines with a possible “yes!” thrown in there somewhere.

• at that point, it doesn't take her more than fifteen minutes to finger you to completion, and have her strap on and ready for you.

• ellie fucks into you with nothing but unbridled stamina. never letting up, no, how could she? shes been waiting for this.

• and god, you look like heaven personified underneath her. she was convinced she could cum on the spot from that alone.

• after about 4 orgasms from your end, ellie has to literally pull herself away from you.

• perv!ellie could stay so deep in your pussy for hours on end, she would never leave if she didn't have to. she could work on you until you saw starts.

• the little perv quickly turns into a massive simp the second your head hits her chest and your eyelids flutter.

• “n-no doll, gotta clean you up.” but she just simply cannot stop having you near her, so she carries you to the bathroom and wipes you off.

• the encounter has you woken up a bit and when she gets you back into your room she lays you down, then searches around the floor for her pants.

• pulling out a joint and a lighter, she says “can’t just fuck you like that and not smoke you out after..”

• perv!ellie sleeps like a goddamn baby that night, the taste of you still on her tounge and her head on your tummy.

hope the ellie giiirls love this! happy 4th to those who celebrate ✨

[honeybeedrabble]

can u write a sdv three way smut with elliot and harvey x reader can it include an eiffel tower k thanks

OMG !! MY FIRST SDV ASK !! absolutely.

Sweet Summer 9: AFAB!reader x Elliot x Harvey

CW: inside joke, "cannon" typical violence/pain via smile attack, oral (M and F recieving), eiffel tower, unprotected piv (dont be stupid, wrap it up guys), hair pulling, cream pie (WRAP. IT. UP.) lmk what I missed.

As the new farmer, you had your work cut out for you. Summer had just started a little over a week ago and you were SPENT. With the brutal task of having to fish, forage, farm and mine, all so you could rebuild the community house, it was only natural you were so tired.

One afternoon you were going around CinderSap Forest, rummaging for forage-ables, desperately needing to find a grape anywhere you could. While scavenging a little too close to the secret forest, a slime had come outside and attacked you.

“Shit!” You yelped, jumping back as it shot a dart at your thigh. You rummaged through your bag as it knocked you back, slowly moving towards you with a patronizing pace. You drew your silver saber and sliced through the green creature with ease. You rolled yours eyes as it splat to the ground, slime oozing out of it you could collect for later.

You knelt down to examine your wound, touching the slimy secretion of the poison dart and winced in pain. You cursed yourself for wearing shorts, regardless of how hot it was today. You threw your bag on the ground, digging through it with an increasing anxiety as you couldn’t find a snack to tie you over.

“God dammit!” You threw your bag at a nearby hardwood stump, holding your head in your hands as you pouted at your own stupidity. With a heavy sigh you reached for your bag and got up on your feet, legs tensing up under the effects of the dart. You hobbled out of the forest, taking a few breaks every now and then as you approached town.

As you got closer and closer to the towns clinic, you saw Maru walk out, still in uniform. She saw you approaching rapidly and held the door open for you, a worried look on her face.

“What it is hoe? Everything okay?” She asked, her face curling into an amused smirk. She watched as you clutched your thigh.

“No… I was in the forest and I got fucked up by a slime…” you blushed, embarrassed to admit the small defeat from the green monster. Maru giggled.

“I’ve heard your stories, from killing skeletons to annihilating shadow brutes and yet you get hurt by a slime? You’re one hell of a farmer.” She laughed, readjusting her glasses. You lightheartedly laughed back.

“Well Ms. Scientist, I’d like to see you out there showing off your swordsmanship.” You leaned against the doorway.

“I’d never be carrying something so heavy in a life or death situation, i’d probably have some device to do the work for me.” She said, matter-of-factly with that signature smirk plastered to her face.

“Well when I sell of my crops to Pierre this harvest I’ll buy one off of you.”

“Sounds good. Look, I’m going on my break right now but go ahead and take a seat in the waiting room, Harvey’s a little busy.” She said, still holding the door. You nodded and headed inside, the door shutting behind you.

It felt like forever, sitting in that room all alone while your leg felt like it was threatening to fall off. You writhed in agony, a few grunts and groans spilling out of your lips while you sat in the blue chairs.

“Fuck this bullshit,” You sneered through a clenched jaw, stumbling to the double doors and down the hall to Dr. Harvey’s office. You threw open the door, clutching your thigh so tight your nails could’ve broke skin.

“WHAT THE!-“ The man seated on the bed yelled, clutching a white blanket to his waist, eyes widened with shock. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!” He yelped, face red. Harvey turned around from the cabinets looking you up and down.

“Y-Your leg!” He stared at your thigh, the skin around your wound was red and your face didn’t hide the pain from the attack. “Elliot, would you please get off from the table? The farmer needs urgent medical attention!” His voice was stressed, looking through a cabinet quickly.

“B-But Harvey… I’m indecent…” he blushed, clutching the sheet tightly.

“Listen Elliot, stop messing around…” You groaned, leaning against the other side of the examination table. Elliot got up, quickly wrapping the sheet around his waist as you soon took his spot on the bed. Harvey placed a hand around the wound, a clear substance seeping out.

“It was a slime, wasn’t it?” He asked, wiping the sludge off with a cotton ball.

“How’d you know?” You asked, still clenching your jaw in pain.

“I’ve seen this before. We need to get this out ASAP." He started to squeeze the wound, you yelled in agony, the wound feeling like it was going to burst.

“Stop!” You swatted his hand away. He looked at you with a furrowed brow.

“Listen, I’ve got to get this fluid out before I treat it anymore.”

“No squeezing! It feels like you’re trying to pop the worlds biggest pimple!” You clutched the wound again, looking down at it with worry. Harvey’s hand went to his hair in stress.

“Okay, okay… calm down.” He said, mostly to himself. He took a deep breath. “I need to get some life elixir from the back but before I do I need to get this out of you one way or another. So if you want my help you’re going to have to cooperate.”

“Anything,” you nodded, desperate for alleviation.

“Elliot,” Harvey turned to him. He looked over to Harvey, his eyes blown wide. “You’re going to need to help.”

“Who me? I’m not a doctor, I don’t even know how to give CPR!”

“Elliot please, I’ll just need you to do a simple favor while I look for the elixir.”

“I-I… I don’t know…” He was nervous.

“Elliot please! I swear if you help me out I’ll get you 20 pomegranates next season,” You sighed, looking up at him. His face suddenly brightened before returning to a stoic expression. He nodded, then looked back at Harvey.

“What do you need me to do, Doctor?”

“I know this is a strange request but it has to be done.” Harvey had turned around, grabbing a small cup and handing it to Elliot. “While I go looking for the medicine, I’m going to need you to… to suck out the poison…” Harvey said. Elliot’s eyes widened.

“Suck the poison out?! Are you crazy? It’s poison, I don’t want to get sick.”

“The poison will only effect you if it gets into your bloodstream. As long as you don’t have any cuts or wounds on the inside of your mouth you’ll be safe. Just suck it out and spit it into here and don’t. swallow. it.” Harvey handed him a small cup of water, then turned and bolted over to the door and out, leaving you and Elliot alone.

“Are you okay with this?” Elliot asked, getting down on his knees, his grasp still firm on the sheet around his hips.

“Yes just… please.” You sighed, tears starting to well up. He nodded, silently reminding himself of the promise you made him.

He grabbed your thigh and maneuvered you to the edge of the bed, holding your hips in place. He lowered his lips on the wound and gently sucked the tender skin. You whined, squirming in his grasp. He brought his head up then grabbed the cup, spitting the liquid into it.

“Be still, I need to have you just like this if I’m going to be useful.” He said, his hand returning to your hip. He put his lips to your thigh again and you shuddered, a slight tickle going up your leg. You squirmed again and he sighed.

“If you can’t sit still then at least hold the cup so I can spit it in.” He bargained. You nodded, taking the cup from him and holding it at your hip.

His head ducked down, lips returning once again to your leg. You tried to hold back a breathy sigh, but failed when he started sucking. His warm mouth on your sensitive skin was beyond soothing, it felt almost euphoric. Feeling his plush lips cradle your wound made you feel like your eyes were going to roll back, you clenched them shut. He looked up at you through his long eyelashes, then returned to your leg, getting as much liquid out before spitting into the cup.

Your face was red and your legs twitched as he kept working on your injury, a strain of embarrassing whimpers escaping you every so often. His soft lips clung to your thigh, his fingers digging into your hip absentmindedly. Elliot made the fatal flaw of having. tongue dip out, running along your sensitive skin. Your eyes shot open, his hot tongue raking along your thigh, teasing you of what was just out of reach. This game you both knew was torture, Elliot deduced to only being able to suckle your sweet skin, the sheet covering him for modesty threatening to fall off.

Your hand holding the cup of water set it aside and your hand rested in his long hair. He smirked, licking a stripe along the flesh of your inner thigh. You gave up on stifling your moans and let one slip freely from your mouth. He then licked higher up your leg, his teeth grazing your upper thigh. Your hips bucked, the water beside you almost tipping over. Elliot looked up.

“What did I say about staying still, hm?” He reached for the water, taking some in his mouth and sloshing it around before spitting that into the cup, washing his mouth out.

“S…Sorry I-“ You panted, watching as his head ducked down and his lips attacked your thigh. He licked higher and higher up, his grip intensified as you kept moving against your will.

A soft moan escaped your lips, your core fighting as you watched the beautiful man between your thighs reach up to your waistband and and unbutton your shorts. He slid them off of you, your panties coming down with them and his mouth watered at the sight of your slick folds.

“All of this for me?” He purred, licking up your inner thigh and stopping right at your folds. You bit your lip, looking at the door, hoping the doctor wouldn’t come in and see you in such a compromising position.

“Y-Yeah…” you muttered. Elliot quickly grabbed your asscheeks and dove his head into your pussy, tasting your sweet juices and lapping at your sensitive clit.

You yelped, toes curling and your fingers tangled in his long auburn hair. He let out a few gutteral moans, his nails sinking into your plush cheeks, kneading your ass in his large hands. Your legs started to shake while he ate you out. Your own fingers started pulling on his hair, more beautiful moans were let out from the soft lips that were kissing and licking at your glistening folds.

The door flung open and you both whipped your head over to see Harvey standing inside, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"D-Doctor!" Elliot stammered nervously, standing up and stumbling back against the countertops, knocking over jars of cottonballs and gauze. You were eye level with his massive erection, precum staining the white sheet around his hips a sheer white, his pink-ish brown tip visable from the other side. The blanket teased sliding off his hips, his cum gutters on display for the room. You felt flustered, fully examining his toned body and soft skin.

Suddenly you felt your hair pulled into a pony tail from behind, snapped out of the hypnotized trance you were stuck in. You were pulled back and Harvey looked down at you, a pink bottle in his other hand. You maneuvered your body around to face him on the bed, your ass to Elliot.

Harvey had your hair grasped firmly, ever so slightly having your head tilted up to him, staring up at him through your lashes. His eyes were blown with lust as he tipped the pink bottle of life elixir to your plump lips.

"Say ah," he said, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he peered at you from over his lenses. Your jaw hung loose and your pink tongue slipped out, producing a small "ahh" for the doctor.

"Drink." He commanded with a sultry, deep voice, tilting the bottle and watching the sweet liquid flow down your throat, his hand still grasping your hair. You drank the medicine looking up at him, palming the erection growing in his pants. Harvey let out a small grunt, watching as your voice box bobbed up and down with each king gulp.

You felt familiar hands grab at your ass, a slender finger running up and down your folds before sinking deep into your wet cunt. You almost choked on the last bit of the medicine as you let out a whine, Elliot behind you.

“Seems like you need me, hmm?” He asked, his long finger curling inside of you and hitting your spongey g spot that had you dripping into his palm.

Harvey loosened up on your make shift pony tail, his large veiny hand unbuttoning his pants and opening up his zipper for you to admire his length from behind his plaid boxers. You quickly pulled both waist bands down his hips and watched as his member sprung out. You felt Elliot’s finger withdraw from your cunt, the sound of the sheet around his hips hitting the floor had you clench around nothing.

“Be good for me and open that mouth of your again,” Harvey instructed, his pornstache tilting as his lips were pulled into a cocky smirk.

You opened your mouth just like you did for the pink bottle, except this time the liquid seeping out was salty rather than sweet. His girth was rather hefty, your jaw already felt sore as he slowly pushed your head down his length using your hair as leverage. You let out a soft noise, tongue running along a vein that ran down the underside of his length.

Just then, you felt the smooth head of Elliot’s cock gently part you, eliciting a high pitched whine from the back of your throat. Harvey let out a gutteral groan, choking on his own reaction. He twitched in the back of your throat and the feeling sent a shiver down your spine as Elliot continued to thrust into you.

“Beautiful…” he sighed, his hands landing softly, yet firmly on your hips. He tenderly ran a hand along the small of your back, bending down to place a soft kiss at the base of your neck. He watched as you sucked off Harvey and nipped gently at your ear. You clenched around his length and the strained grunt he let out had you seeing stars.

Harvey’s eyes glazed over as he gently cupped your cheek in his palm, thumb caressing your cheekbone. Your drool dribbled down the length of his hard dick, his scent filling your lungs while you slowly began to get more comfortable with his cock. He watched as you kept getting more and more used to what you were working with, the agonizing pace had him throbbing inside your hot mouth, desperate for more. He lightly thrusted his hips deeper into you, stopping when he heard a soft gag. He let you move at your own pace, he couldn’t bare to stop the amazing progress you already made.

You finally took him balls deep in your throat, Elliot rewarding you with soft kisses on your neck while his own hips started to sway back and forth, cock nestling deeper inside of you.

“Such a good job.” Elliot praised, standing back up to join hands with Harvey above their heads.

The two looked down at you from opposite ends, their temples next to each other as Harvey watched Elliot’s cock disappear inside of you and as Elliot watched the way your soft lips wrapped around Harvey’s length. The moans filled the room, along with the sounds of gentle gags from your hollowed cheeks and wet, slapping skin against skin.

Each of Elliot’s powerful thrusts had you pushing up against the deliciously large cock in your throat, Harvey talking you through it.

“Don’t forget to breathe, I know it’s good but we can’t have you passing out on us,” he’d coo, before spitting out a dirty: “Take it, take it deeper… shit. The mouth on this one… fuck you suck some good cock.”

You felt so full, your senses crowded by the men who were using you from both ends. Insides twisting as you were made to be their fuck doll. You felt Harvey’s thumb on your cheek reassuringly caressing you, your drool pooling down your chin and onto your shirt.

“Look at you… such a dirty little farmer, aren’t you?” Harvey teased, his face red as you let him fuck your throat.

You felt your orgasm building up sooner than expected, with the view from the front and the sensation from the back you weren’t at all surprised. Your body felt molten hot, repeatedly whimpering around Harvey’s sensitive tip. Electricity ran through your spine, orgasm crashing over you as your tight cunt was being jackhammered perfectly by the man raw dogging you from behind. You arched your back as you came on Elliot’s cock, mewling desperately around Harvey, the taste of cum soon flooding your mouth as your struggled to swallow every drop.

“Shit- that’s it. It’s too good, I-I- ngh!” Harvey blabbered, cock pulsing as he flowed down your pretty throat.

You clenched around Elliot, lost in his own symphony of moans and delightful noises that echoed throughout the small office. He wanted to pull out but he couldn’t possibly tear himself away from your sweet pussy, thick ropes of cum shooting out from his hard cock and deep into your drenched, velvety walls.

You gasped for air when Harvey pulled out of you, he pulled his boxers and pants back up, buttoning them with ease as he walked to the other side of the bed where Elliot stood. Elliot slowly pulled out, both men ogling how the cum poured out of your soft cunt and onto your thighs, the wound from earlier before already looking better.

“Well Elliot, everything looks good.” Harvey said nonchalantly, picking up a few papers from his countertops. “I’ll send that allergy prescription over to Pierre’s if you want or I can send you a call whenever Maru gets back and you can pick them up here.

Elliot walked over to his pile of clothes on a nearby chair and began to dress himself. “Thank you, Doctor. I think I’ll go ahead and buy them at Pierre’s if that’s alright. I have a few errands to run over there already so it’s just easier that way.”

The two men conversed with each other as if you weren’t a shaken, fucked out mess right next to them. You watched as they talked about the prescription while you tried to settle down. After a few minutes Elliot walked over and kissed you softly on the forehead.

“I’ll be expecting those pomegranates,” he smirked with a wink, running his thumb along your puffy lips. “Come over anytime, you have my key.” He soon left and Harvey sat next to you on the bed, caressing your shakey legs and kissing you softly along your jaw. You hummed blissfully, bringing him in for a soft kiss on the lips.

“Your legs seem to be shaking, is this because of the slime or because of Elliot?” He asked knowingly.

“I-I think it was Elliot,” you blushed.

“Why don’t I give you a confidential check up, huh?” He asked, kissing your plush lips. You bit his lip and he let out a sigh, his glasses sliding down further.

“Lie down and let me take care of you,” Harvey instructed, hands unbuttoning his pants again and palming his already hardening member. “Doctors orders.”

AN: sorry this took so long i lost this fic in google doc, but it wasn’t in google doc ?? so i checked word ?!?!! not there either. turns out it was already in my drafts 💀💀

[smalltestaccount]

okay i think ive come to the conclusion that i dont really fit in with most other trans women, like personality wise, and thats okay. Like i think recently a lot of trans women, not just on tumblr, have been making me think i have to be kinky and bizarre or something, be blasé about transitioning or gender roles, or even just like be okay with some borderline harassing behavior. Its okay if that is you (except the harassing behavior some of yall need to work on that), but like thats not really me. Acting this way just makes me feel bad. Just ignoring that Im a total straightedge, that im like a 1 on the Kinsey scale now. Ever since i was like 11 my biggest desire is just like being a normal cis girl. I always am happiest embracing basic American femininity, and i only just re-realized this after after it helped me get out of a depressive episode (along with antidepressants and an increased estrogen dose). I don't care if im "enforcing gender roles", because i fucking love female gender roles (in modern American culture) cause they make me feel like not-a-piece-of-shit. Also i don't strictly adhere to many anyways. And i just don't think terfs would have any issues with cis girls who love the color pink, flowers, being boy crazy, and dreaming about being a mother. So like why should I feel like its wrong to like that stuff? I don't think there is anything wrong with it. And you know if you don't have that relationship with gender that is fine, you need to do what makes you happy, that's why feminism exists. I'm just saying I don't want to pretend like my personality is something that really just makes me uncomfortable.

I dont like when people here imply being a trans woman entails being sexual cause like i just want to be normal and that stereotype is harmful, especially to transgender children who are really likley to be targeted for some kind of sexual abuse because theyre trans and being trans is already sexualized more than it needs to be. Adults can navigate that to some extent, but not kids; I couldnt really navigate that when i started transitioning in middle school and im lucky it only stayed online. Trying to even somewhat fit in with tumblrs idea of trans women has made me encounter tranny porn on my dash and whenever i post images of myself I'm followed by gross accounts that just reblog that stuff . A lot of trans women don't hate it, because sex work is very much as part of the trans community. But honestly, seeing trans women be treated in those ways just makes me feel bad for the actresses and sick about myself and very dysphoric.

Im not saying that you cant express kinkiness and hyper-sexuality, because I dont want to dictate how you act any more than i want you to be dictated on how I act. But I also want to encourage thoughfulness in what you say. Saying you, yourself, is kinky and weird, is not that same as saying trans *girls* are kinky and weird. In the same way I'm not going to reblog tradwife content, I don't think its productive to make an "all tgirls be kinky" post. You shouldn't try to paint that image of other trans women.

As its the first day of june I'll just tie it up by saying that not all trans people fit into one personality and if you want to show support its best not to suggest trans women all act a certain way, and please don't think talking about "gock" is a good way to show support. This isn't a "kink at pride" discourse post in the very slightest cause I don't, and never have, given any shits about that, cause I've never been to pride. This is just me talking about how I fit into the trans community.

Im Alexa and I'm going to reblog and post shit i like, not what other people like or expect. That Includes not doing tummy tuesday cause i really only briefly did it out of fomo and peer pressure. And please don't say things about me that you wouldnt say about other women

[burnedwriter]

‘’i will show you the difference between me and the military’’

warnings:!afab reader,rough bj,eating out,making out,floor s*x,mild bondage,cursing,teasing,edging,blindfolded,enemies to lovers,subtle flirting,knifeplay?,fingering,petnames,mild interrogation.

backstory:the reader and philip hate eachother due to some things that happened in the past,but what will happen now that they finally meet face to face after the incident

A/n:had to censor some words bc i dont want my fic to get community labeled again,im not responsible for what people read.

'‘dont fucking touch me!’‘ you yelled at the guard pushing you.

‘‘then move’‘one of the guards yelled back at you,continuing pushing you with brute force.

You hear what seem to be a door opening as you are getting dragged into the room,the guards forcing you to sit on the chair,removing the bag that was keeping you blindfolded,you saw one of the guards tie your hands behind you while the other one tied your legs on the legs of the chair,before both of them exited the room,leaving you alone in the small room,you were able to to take a look around trying to find a way to escape

When suddenly you see the door swing open and to your unpleasant suprise there he was commander philip graves.

‘‘hello sweetheart’‘ he said with a sly smile on his face.

You felt your body get taken over by anger,you hated his guts with a burning passion,his fake charm that made millions fall for,even your superiors fell for it,you had a bad feeling from the start that something like this was going to happen from the start but it was already too late,when you realized his betrayal

‘‘so you are choosing to stay silent’‘he said pressing his lips together in frustration

‘‘i see how its going to be’‘

he moved closer to you now standing infront of you,before reaching for his knife that was resing inside the holster,pulling it out and toying with it giving you small threatening hints. he was good with his hands you stared at them when he played with the blade,making you wandered how his finger will feel inside of you,sadly you got rudly awakened from your little daydream by the cold blade on touching your neck,while you were caught up  on your daydreaming you didnt notice that he changed his position.

‘‘if you dont start talking right now, i will show you the difference between me and the military’‘pressing the knife against the tender skin of your neck,threatening you to talk

‘‘fuck you graves,im not telling you shit,not after what you did and do you really think a knife is going to scare me ’‘you spat out,taking some glimpses of his face from behind you from time to time

he was an attractive man you couldnt lie to yourself that you fantasized about him fucking you mercilessly before,afterall you had to worked together for a long time before he betrayed you.It wasnt the first time you eyed him like that

‘‘dont let me do this sweetheart, i dont want to kill you’‘ his voice low and raspy,did he really felt bad about hurting you,did he really hate you? or did he actually like the little game you two had going,all those question circling around your mind but they were quickly answered when he capped your face turning it to the right as he connecting his soft lips with yours,while still keeping the knife with his left hand showing you who is in charge.

The kiss depend between the two of you turning into a small make out session as a small warm feeling started to grow in your lower abdoment,leaving you wanting more,but removing his lips abraptly from yours to catch your breaths,moving in front of you,you could visibly see that you werent the only one that got excited ,his hard cock showing through his cargo pants,his size making you lick your lips.

‘‘you see what are you doing to me’‘he purred without breaking eye contact with you,as he started to unbuckle his belt,freeing his cock.

‘’you know what to do ‘’Slapping your cheek with his cock,you pressed your lips on the head of his cock as you slowly started taking him deeper into your mouth making you gag a bit

‘‘hmmm’‘ he let out a low groan at the warm sensation of your mouth,as you started to slowly bop your head back and forth,looking up at graves.

Trying to tease him a little bit you swirling your tongue at the head of his cock,making him jolt his hips.Getting impatient from your painfully slow pace his hand snaked at the back of your head,making the pace to a faster one,now fully facefucking you.Your eyes started to tear as you chocked on his cock,afterawhile you started to feel him getting close to his argasm as his cock throbed in your mouth but before he could finish,he pulled you away,denying his own orgasm,you tried to catch your breath,whilst putting himself back in his pants for the moment.

‘‘i didnt know you liked it rough’‘he remarked,looking down at your pants he could see a wet spot that has formed.

‘‘ think i should leave you like this’‘he teased

‘‘graves please’‘you begged desperetly

‘‘fine...but if i see you doing anything stupid i wont hesitate to kill you’‘he said cutting the ropes,freeing you from the restrains and putting the knife back to the holter

You moved yourself closer to the edge of the chair and unbuckled your own pants,you lifted your hips so he could help you slide them off completly,he wrapped his arms around your hips as you place your legs over his shoulder to balance yourself,with him between your legs you felt his hot breath against your cunt teasing you giving, you a taste of your own medicine.

‘‘come on philip~’‘ you whined

‘‘what happened i thought you like teasing’‘he said poking fun at your begging.

Finally placing his tongue on your clit,he drew slow circle around it,teasing you more

‘‘philip~’‘begging him to stop his teasing

‘‘whatever you say sweetheart’‘

He moved his tongue up and down ,from your hole to your clit,sending goosebumbs down your spine

‘‘ah~’‘biting your lip not wanting him to hear your moans

‘‘dont hide your pretty voice away from me’‘

Picking up your juices with his middle finger and slowly inserting it inside you,you jolted forward feeling your walls being parted as you desperatly grippping the head of the chair. inserting another one,he started fingering you at a slow and steady pace to later becoming a faster and rougher one

‘‘Ah~ngh~’‘you moan unable to contain yourself anymore from the pleasure he was giving you

‘‘thats what i like to hear’‘philip cooed,sucking on your neglected clit,while his fingers never slowing down,you felt yourself closer and closer to your climax but before you could finish,philip removed his mouth away from your cunt,edging you

‘‘f-fuck~’‘you groaned in frustration

‘‘you didnt think i will let you finish this quickly,did you,sweetheart’‘he taunted,wiping his chin

‘‘lay down on the floor for me ,sadly our clothes will have to do for now’‘he commanded both of you placing your clothes on the floor trying to make a makeshift bedding so you could lay down.

Getting on top of you,he started to rub the tip of his cock on your cunt coating it with your wetness before entering you with one slow thrust all at once,making your back arch in the sensation.He waited for you to get adjusted to his size before starting to roll his hips in a lazy pace

‘‘stop teasing me already for fuck sake’‘you hissed and with that,he changed his lazy pace to a brutal one at your complain,mercilessly fucking your hole

‘‘i wanted to fuck you for so long,ever since i saw you’’he panted, mercilessly fucking your hole

‘‘bet you would’‘you breathed out

Both of you chasing your climax,the room was filled with your moans and the sound of skin slapping,you hope that there werent any guards outside unfortunate enough to hear them

‘‘Philip~i-im close,d-dont you dare e-dge me’‘ you pleaded,with the last bit of breath you had not wanting him to edge you once again

‘‘come on baby come on’‘he praised,as he fucked into you

one last thrust and your walls flattered around his cock,cumming all over him

Trying to catch your breathes Gravespulled out of you and helped you get up from the ground as the two of you started to get dressed

‘‘I didnt know you liked me to the point were you wanted fuck me,i thought you hated my guts as much as i did your’‘you commented with a smirk

‘‘i guess afterall,it was bound to happen’‘he replied

‘‘but dont think that i will be easy on you,you are in my base now’‘it sounded like a promise more than a threat but until then only time will tell

[elektramustdie]

𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐲

warnings - sex toys, oral (male receiving) unprotected sex ( dont be silly wrap your willy)

You caught yourself hesitating on rising your fist. You wanted to knock, but at the same time you were too anxious and nervous. Feeling your blood pumping and pulsating through your veins, all the way up to your head made you dizzy for a moment. You couldn't believe you were actually doing this. Billie Joe Armstrong. The boy you had been in a fuckbuddy type of relationship with previously, but then cut the cords with because things got tough, and at that time everything with him seemed to become problematic. You reached a rough patch in your life, and what you and Billie had in that moment didn't make it any easier. If any, it just made you feel even worse. You weren't sure where you stood, what you were, what you felt. It was a very blurry time. So you broke it off. And he didn't, seem to have any problems with it, at all.

It had been eight months. And you found yourself there, right outside his door, ready to knock on it, but being unable to for some strange reason. You hadn't exactly been in a relationship with him, it was just two friends casually fucking each other from time to time. Okay, all the time. But why you found it so hard to actually put your knuckles against the door, was strange.

After minutes and minutes of just collecting yourself, you determinedly took a step towards the door, and raised your clenched fist, forcing it to make contact with the wooden door several times. Waiting for what felt like ages, you furiously tapped your foot in unease. The sound of unlocking made your heart race, and your throat to dry up. The door swung open, and there he was.

"Oh," he said with a surprised tone. "Look who it is," he then said accusingly. As if he was happy to see you but at the same time knew you were out for something. He was right, but you didn't want to admit that just yet. 

"| already regret this," you whispered under your breath, knowing it was. a bad decision showing up at his front door out of nowhere. With shaky hands you pulled your hair back to put it up ina ponytail, mostly because you wanted to get rid of the sweat on your palms, but also to distract yourself.

“What do you want, y/n?" he said, as if done with your bullshit and wanted you to suddenly cut to the chase. He leaned with his arm against the doorframe, supporting his body against it. You secured your hair with a tie, kept quiet and instead only studied his appearance. He cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows at you. "Y/n?" he said, snapping his fingers in front of your face. You let your arms fall down your sides, and eyed him.

After a few seconds of you just standing there, lips slightly parted and eyes scanning his, he eventually turned on his heel and was on his way to close the door. Only then did you actually take the initiative to communicate. "Wait, Billie," your voice was rushed, and you put on hand on his door to stop it from closing, as it came towards you. "You gotta give me some words, sweetie, | can’t read your mind," he said, leaning back on the doorframe once more, but this time more with his shoulder rather than his arm.

"I came because…" you started moving your lips, but then it was as if they got numb. You couldn't move them anymore. "Because," you licked them and tried to finish your sentence. Stuttering, you looked down on your feet, feeling how your cheeks became hotter and hotter, and soon a burning feeling was not only spread over your cheeks but across your entire face.

"I-" you tried once more, but you suddenly felt too embarrassed to talk anymore. Too embarrassed to admit that you came here because you missed his fucks. Because you missed the way he touched you, the way he made you feel like no one ever had before, and frankly, how no one ever had succeeded in making you feel the way he did, after him. Embarrassed that you came back to him for more, when you promised yourself that you wouldn't. Just embarrassed because of the fact that you needed a release and he was the only one up till now, who had succeeded in giving you just that.

"Because what?" he urged on, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to figure out what you were trying to say. He pressed his lips together, waiting for your answer in silence and anticipation. You sighed, releasing some tension in your shoulders by moving them around for a second of two. You looked at him, and regretted it immediately. He was staring at you intensely, which made you uncomfortable. "Because what, y/n?" he repeated his question, louder this time. Now you had to reply. “It was silly, really," you began stuttering, pressuring yourself to give him the answer you were holding on to. "y/n?" he dragged out your name, as if he was slowly figuring it out for himself. Your eyes widened as you realized that, and your head snapped back to him just in time for him to smirk and chuckle. "Holy shit.” Your entire body froze as the words left his lips. His stern gaze kept your mouth shut, and you wanted to run away, but at the same time just push him back into his apartment and rip his clothes off.

"You wanna fuck," he stated. It was certainly not a question, he knew it, you knew it. He kept standing there, with that smug expression plastered across his face in a dominating manner. You soon began running out of patience, and tapped your foot anxiously against the wooden floor. "You know what, | changed my mind," you spoke with a vague voice, but despite that, turning around to get the hell out of there. You had just taken a few steps when a sound prevented you from taking another step. "Hey!" Peeking over your shoulder, you saw him standing outside of his apartment now. His arms were crossed, and his stance revealed the Billie you knew all too well. "Don't you wanna finish what you started?" He asked, and you turned your gaze back to the floor in front of you. "Hm, baby?" Oh no. He used that word. That word he knew did things to you. His wildcard.

Suddenly, a warm chest was pressed against your back, and a soft touch lingered on your neck. Your body was spun around, and immediately, tender lips pressed against yours. A warm tongue found its way to yours, and instantly began dancing with yours. It was a choreography the two of you had danced so many times before, and even though time has the tendency to make you forget, this was not forgotten. It never was. It never would be.

Taking a step back, you looked at him while breathing heavily through parted lips. "One time. Just this once. Then | promise I'll be out of here. I just need one time," you nodded to yourself while speaking. Yes. You needed this, but only once.

“Are you sure?" he said, his warm hand cupping your cheek, nuzzling your hair. He looked at you under his long lashes, blue eyes staring into yours. Without any sound escaping your lips, you nodded in a rush, eager to resume the kissing. He smirked when you tip-toed and reattached your lips on his. "That's a yes?" he hummed, pulling your body in, closing the gap between the two of you. One of his hand sneaked down your stomach, stopping just over your clothed core. He began massaging it, creating friction and warmth. You let out a sigh of relief, as you had yearned for this.

"Yes," you whined, letting your head rest against his torso. He kissed your temple, putting more pressure on your core. Your breathing became more ragged than even, but he kept holding onto you so you wouldn't fall. Knowing how you easily became weak in the knees under his touch, something the both of you had experienced before. Without any forewaming, he withdrew his touch. You looked up at him with your brows knitted together. "Why did you stop?" You asked, pouting with your lower lip.

"Because | don't want you to cum out here in the hallway?" he brusquely said, raising his eyebrows. Your lips formed an O shape as you looked around. You had completely forgotten that you were out in the hallway. He grinned and gave you a nod as he took your hand in his, leading you into his apartment.

He held up the door for you, and closed it carefully behind you. He used to do that all the time, wanting to feel like a gentleman before, frankly, fucking you senseless. "Since you know this apartment like your own, why don't you go lay down on the bed for me? Naked."

When he said the last word, it was like his eyes darkened several shades. You felt a sensational tingle in your lower abdomen. You wondered why he wasn't joining you right now, but didn't put that much thought into it as you strolled towards his bedroom. He was right, you knew his place like your own. You had been here so many times before it had begun to feel like your secondary home. Quickly undressing, you seriously thought about keeping your lingerie on just to tease him. You decided on taking it of as well, feeling very cold and exposed suddenly. The sheets were warm, he had probably lied in his bed when you came knocking on his door, yet they still made you shiver. You lied on his bed, all thoughts being focused on what he would do to. you. It seemed like ages before you heard the door opening and closing. You kept your eyes on the ceiling, sensing his eyes scanning your from head to toe. "You're beautiful,” he said, voice sweet and tender, simply Stating it as if it were the most common fact in the universe. You rolled your eyes to heaven and beyond, shaking your head slightly. "What took you so long?" you switched subjects, wanting to speed up the conversation so you could get to the good part.

“Impatient much?" a tantalizing smirk spread over his lips as your eyes locked with his, but then he looked down, chuckling faintly. “I was just preparing some things,” he said, and when he saw that you were about to ask him further questions, he plainly scowled at you. You closed your mouth, but cocked one eyebrow at him. He put one knee on the end of the bed, and soon the other knee was on the bed as well. He pulled his shirt over his head flawlessly, his hair receiving that messy look after. You fluttered your eyelashes briskly a few times, watching him crawl over you in a sensual way. He stroke your waist, stomach and hips as he straddled you. You eagly began palming him over his jeans, creating friction on him just like he had with you earlier. He groaned, both hands roaming your waist as he became harder under your touch. You unbuttoned his jeans and zipped them down, pulling them down slightly, letting the boxers be. You stroked him over his boxers a few times, feeling him react by your touch. His dick became harder, and rose. It was your time to smirk. He trailed his hands over your breasts, stopping at your nipples to squeeze them. Pulling and twisting, he sent waves of pleasure through your body. You dragged his boxers down along with his jeans. His full on hard member was free, and you grabbed it to start pumping it. He moaned through gritted teeth as you jerked him off all the way down to the base. With your other hand, you lightly massaged his balls.

His body tensed up when you suddenly sat up and licked it all the way from the base to the tip slowly. "Oh god," he hissed, his hands finding your hair to hold onto. “Yes,” he panted. You smirked, sucking on the tip of it fora few seconds before letting it out with a popping sound. You did this a few times, teasing him while still letting your hand hug the member and make up and down motions. Moans and hisses escaped from his light pink lips as you took his hard dick in your mouth and sucked. You sucked your cheeks in, trying to make it as pleasurable for him as possible.

"Fuck, fuck stop," he said, his member twitching in your mouth. When you didn't stop, he grabbed the hair in your neck in his fist and pulled you away from him. “Is that how you wanna play it? We're gonna tease each other?" he said, bending down so his lips was close to yours as he spoke.

"What if | tease you?" he whispered, your neck hair rising at the tone of his voice. It was almost taunting. "Because | clearly remember you came here for a release," he then spoke, and his argument knocked you down. You grinned, pecking his lips. “Okay, fine. I'm sorry. | got too into it," you said, raising your hands. With both hands he pushed you back down into the mattress, pinning you down with his hands on your wrists. He attacked your neck with sloppy, wet kisses. You felt the ache in your core increase, the want for him, need for him, growing stronger for each passing second.

“I need you to do something, Billie," you whined, longing for his touch, his dick, something to release the tension that was built up inside of you. Almost interrupting you mid-sentence, his fingers found your clit. He attached his lips to yours as he began circling two fingers on your clit. With force, his tongue invaded your mouth, and the dance started once more. Swirling his fingers around, he spread the wetness that had occurred in between your folds. It made your clit pulsate even more, and it almost felt like there was a fire inside of you, as if something was burning, It was almost on the verge of being painful. That's how much you needed him inside of you.

"Fuck. Me." You stated rather than pleaded, and he responded to you by withdrawing his touch. "Soon," he then said. You looked up at him in confusion as he suddenly disappeared from over you. Walking over to the end of the bed, you saw him getting rid of his pants and picking something up, presumably something he had put there when he first entered the room. He walked over to the bedside, where there was a power outlet, and plugged the object in. When he turned to you, you saw the object in his hand. And it made your mouth pop open. It was the white vibrator. The one he had used to pleasure you with a few times before. He positioned himself in between your legs, and spread them widely for him. "Now, do | have to tie you up, or will you keep your hands to yourself?" he asked, raising his eyebrows in a genuine gesture. You furrowed your brows slightly, and watched the vibrator with anticipation. "Do you remember how you used to squirm under this? How used it to make you scream for me? Is that why you're quiet?" he sneered, placing it against your clit. It was not on, but you waited for him to turn it on in excitement. Finally a release.

“Tell me, baby,” he said, making your lower stomach clench. You nodded, but that was clearly not enough for him. "Yes, oh god yes | remember it," you said, letting your head fall back on the pillows as you pressed your core against the toy. You connected your hands together and put your arms over your head, the craving for him to turn it on growing bigger and bigger by minute. He placed one hand on your inner thigh, and held it there firmly. Then, shock waves of pleasure flooded through your body like, and what felt like electricity sparked through your veins. The vibrator felt so amazing against your clit, and the way he twisted it and changed the position of it almost made you lose your mind. Enjoying the feeling the vibrator gave you, you moaned. You couldn't keep your body still, nevertheless your hands. So when you found yourself holding onto the sheets, you smirked at yourself. What interrupted your smirk was the fact that Billie had turned the grade of the speed up, and it was pushing you towards the edge fast. "Oh my god!" you squealed and cried, finding nothing better to grip onto than the pillows next to you. When Billie realized that, he stroke your thigh in comfort. "That's it baby, just let it take over you," he urged on, knowing you were getting close.

You were moving your lower abdomen around, being unable to lay still. Billie helped keeping you in place by placing his arm over your pelvis, pressing you down into the mattress. It helped keeping you still, and the consequence from it was that the pleasure was unbearable. You let go, and did as he said, letting it take over you completely. “Ah, Billie, oh my god!" you practically screamed as you hit your high, letting the orgasm surround you. He kept holding the vibrator against your clit, but turned the speed down to the lowest. He helped you ride out your high, before turning the vibrator off completely. He put it aside, palming your core softly as you calmed down. “How was that?" He asked, hovering over you. You answered by kissing him, feeling how you slowly regained your power. "Again, please,” you said, and he only laughed.

"Good. Because watching you come undone for me made me fucking hot," he said, looking down on his hard on. You smiled, watching him lean over to the bedside table and grabbing a condom from the top drawer. He ripped the package open with his teeth, and slowly rolled it on. You waited impatiently for him, and once it was on he returned to his position, hovering over you once again. He let his head fall down against yours when you locked your legs around his hips.

Almost torturously slowly, he entered you. You closed your eyes, surrendering to the feeling. Once you had adjusted to his size, he began pacing in and out of you at a steady tempo. The sound of skin slapping against skin, and ragged breathing made you tingle. His hair fell down onto his sweaty forehead, and his parted lips revealed small groans. “I'm so glad you came," he suddenly breathed, and you looked at him with big eyes. "Fuck, yeah," you replied as he went deeper, faster. Instantaneously, he grabbed your hips and flipped you over. Before you could even blink, he lifted your hips up so you had your ass up and face down. He entered you from behind, giving your ass a brisk slap and kneading it roughly. "You're so hot," he said, his hand trailing down your spine with pressure. It felt nice, it gave his thrusts some extra indulgence. You moaned into the pillow, your legs practically shaking. His index finger sneaked its way down to your clit, and he started massaging the now very sensitive bundle of nerves. Your whole body jolted when he put pressure on it, but moments after the pain became pleasure, and it felt like heaven. For the second time, an orgasm was building up inside of you, and all you craved for was for it to demolish you. "Billie, I'm close."

His heavy breathing was a sign that he was close, too. He picked up the pace, his determined thrusts becoming more and more sloppy. He succeeded in still moving his finger even though he was close as well.

You closed your eyes and your entire body first froze, then started twitching and squirming. He placed both hands on your hips as he let, you ride out your orgasm with help from his thrusts. You kept moaning his name and sounds, letting your orgasm take over you again. You felt his dick twitching inside of you, and a warm feeling spreading inside of your core. He moved in and out of you a few more times before thrusting one last time, harder and deeper, before letting the orgasm surrender him, just like you.

He came loudly, moaning along with you. Somewhere in between his moans was your name, and you smirked hearing it. You had to admit, you missed this. You flopped down onto the bed, with him collapsing next to you. And you didn't know for how long you lied there, next to him in complete and utter silence. He didn’t say a word. He just let you lay there by his side until it was pitch black outside. His breathing became heavier and calmer , but you were gone into thoughts, barely noticing it. You rolled over and saw him already staring at you "You're welcome " he said with a lazy smile. He lifted his arm up and you laid down closer to him, Resting you head on his chest. "Thank you" You whisper and he hums in response. You both slowly drift off to sleep. 











 

 

[wrens-versus-the-world]

Chapter one: Ah yes, the start of every isekai

just a cute reminder that I post more on wattpad :D, so if you want earlier updates maybe check there lol

"Shit- Shit- shit----" 

you squealed as you ran up and down your apartment, grabbing your things for work. 

"why did I have to stay up all night playing genshin?!?!" 

You screamed to yourself. once you felt satisfied with what was in your purse you ran a hand through your hair:

"why do I feel like I'm missing something?"

your eyes made their way to the mirror and you finally realized what you were missing, your tie. 

you felt another curse about to bubble up. 

taking a deep breath, you turned yourself away from the mirror, grabbed your purse, and made your way out the door.

You then proceeded to run to your car, throwing your purse into the passenger seat, once again cursing your lack of time management. 

'when you think about it, it's not that bad, I was just finishing my commissions, and finding all the oculi, and finishing up the sumeru quests, and grinding for ayaka since I have been meaning to do it...'

you thought to yourself as you attempted to start your car, only for it to almost start and then not... 

"MOTHE--"

(A/n) it is said that everyone in the apartment complex heard a loud curse that day, people still remember it

mini timeskip:

"just two more blocks"

"just two more blocks"

"just two more FUCKING blocks"

at this point you pause, almost contemplating life.

a few people walk past you, one of them is a child. The kid turns to look at you and says, "mommy, why is that person look so mad?" 

the mother looked mortified, she looks to her kid, and whispers to her kid. "sweetheart, lets ignore her okay, she's probably homeless" whilst giving you a slight glare.

normally, you wouldnt have minded the lady's attitude, but today was not the day, you gave her a smile, placed a hand on her shoulder before leaning into her and whispering in her ear 

"Listen bitch, I have had a very bad day, okay!" you paused allowing her to understand that she just messed with the wrong person. "so you'd better watch your goddam mouth, okay?" you finished, your tone darkening with each word, making you appear far more threatening.

the lady gives you a look. "-" . you cut her off before she can argue, "okay?"

she just nods.

feeling pleased with her reaction, you resume the walk to your work. 

Everything happened so fast. One moment you were walking down the sidewalk to your job, the next there was a car that swerved from the other side of the road, tipping over the median, coming flying towards you. in a state of shock your body and mind were no longer communicating properly. Time seemed to slow as you tried to urge your legs to move, but they would not cooperate.  the next thing you could recall was that you were laying on the ground, a pool of crimson surrounding you. 

'how did this even-'

you can barely tell what's happening, you think you hear voices, but you're not sure.

As your vision begins to blur you think you see some figures, but when you try to focus you eyes onto the figures, your field of vision turns to black, and the ringing in your ears finally ceases.

A/n:

and dont worry loverboy comes soon

also here is the list of chapters for this series

[pisboy]

as a fellow alopecia haver would you mind if i asked a few questions about how you cope with it? like, do you wear hats or wigs or do clever hairstyles to hide it or do you just let it show? ive tried pills and scalp shots and nothing is reversing mine. im only 26 and i feel like this is the worst thing to ever happen to me and i dont know what to do about it. nobody even thinks balding women exist. nobody considers how it is to actually be one. im so scared no one will ever like me or find me cute again. i used to think i was so cute. this sucks so bad.

For me the back of my head around the nape and up to nearly the top of my scalp has never grown hair, not even when I was born. My father also has alopecia areata and he has a few golfball-to-coin sized patches he loses and regrows at a random basis. So I've had my entire life to contend with hair loss and family that was familiar with it, so I sympathize so incredibly hard to women who develop it later in life. It is probably mortifying.

So yeah, shots and pills and balms and oils and etc have never worked for me. I also lose hair at random basis around the rest of my scalp, mainly around the margins of my crown (losing my bangs) and the sides of the back where I already do not grow hair. I also lose half my left eyebrow on a regular basis. If you go far back enough in my #me tag I've posted what it looks like. I also preface some of my advice might not be helpful if you have afro-textured hair, but I will recommend someone who will be extremely helpful in that respect.

Also I hope you don't mind me doing a shotgun blast of advice but maybe my experience will help someone

Things that worked for me:

I've always been flipping my part as my hair cycles in a growth/loss state for my bangs. Low pony tails tend to hold better than high ones in what is essentially a clever combover. Uhhh and always keep a hair tie around in case there is wind lol I always get self conscious when there's a breeze.

This is kind of vague and probably shitty advice but I've noticed over the years I lose hair when I am stressed, so I've had to make the call (in addition to other factors) to quit jobs that really strain me and I've noticed improvement in hair growth. So depending on your circumstances I say make some effort to reduce your other stress factors while you go through figuring it out. This shit is literally traumatizing.

This thing here is basically a pepper shaker for keratin bits that can color-fill in patches of missing (or really tiny short baby) hair. I can only speak as a brunette but it works pretty damn good as some camouflage for your skin poking out where you can't cover it. Do note it kind of has an ashy texture so it's something to wash out at night like makeup. Scalp makeup lol.

Hats are good. I wore trucker hats for most of my teen years, but I don't wear them much anymore, especially being out of the stress of school. However - a piece of advice from a mentor of mine, Jamie Elmore, is to call hats, bands, scarves, wigs, anything under an umbrella term "accessory." It's kind of corny but sometimes conceptualizing these things that way helps coping with the impulse of a world that demands you hide your hair loss and another where you can freely express yourself without fear of judgement. Anyway, I recommend looking her up, she has a magazine and works hard for the alopecia community, particularly for black alopecians.

Oh yeah if you can find those hippy chick silk hair bands that have the elastic around the back, I love those. Regular bandanas are also good.

Uhhh shorter hair also tends to weigh and pull less, which I think everyone has varying sensitivity to, but to anyone considering a bob, why not might help lol. I also lose my hair in the largest amounts in the shower, so like, if you develop a weird complex about showering I know allllllll about it.

I have tried partial wigs, which are custom cut out and adhered to your head, and it's nice if you want to do hairstyles you otherwise could not, but it's high maintenance, very itchy, and gets gummy after about a week.

But yeah it's been a very slow and steady process to get used to going out in public without putting effort in camouflaging my alopecia, and that mostly has to do with tuning people out. The existential stuff gets personal so I save those conversations for a 1-to-1. *Holds you by the shoulder* we are all coping out here.

I look at that sword of Damocles hanging over my head and if my scalp gets wiped out beyond all sidepart repair, I'll go full wig-wearing. I once had a hair stylist who was giddy at the idea of shaving my head when I explained it to her, which was comforting in a silly way.

Anyway, it's been years since I've dipped my toes into the greater Alopecia Community, the ones with all the acronyms, but there are NAAF chapter groups that you can meet and hopefully find people to connect with. I think you need to join an email group though. Anyway. For the longest time the only people I knew with it was just my dad and a cousin who had it for 1 year and never again and seeing a group of people with patchy/full baldness in person for the first time made me cry.

To end on a good note, there have been trials for JAK inhibitors (a treatment for many autoimmune disorders) having really breakthrough success rates at hair regrowth, but I haven't looked into it lately. Seems very promising. A lot better than cortisone shots in the scalp I figure, maybe worth the pain lmao

EDIT: i misremembered it being lupus medication, but it was actually Janus kinase inhibitor trials with success.

[solshifts]

hii i have a questionn!!

so, basically im going to shift tonight!! But, i wanted to know if clones r real? Like i have school tomorrow, but what happens if i just dont come back from my DR? Will i not wake up in my CR or will a clone take over?

have a good day!!

Hey!! Thanks for asking, lovely, and I hope you have a wonderful day too.💌

Clones are so controversial amongst the community, a lot of people have their own opinions about them, so take my opinion with a grain of salt if you want to form your own opinion.

Clones for me do not exist because the clones are YOU if that makes sense. It’s not really someone else replacing you but, quite literally you, just like how you feel right now is how your “clone” would feel in a better sense of terms. When you shift to your DR, your awareness stays in that DR so if someone tries to wake you up or if your alarm goes off, you will simply not feel it or hear it because your awareness isn’t in your CR. If you don’t want to come back from your DR then you just don’t,(assuming you meant that you wanted to permanently stay in your DR as your choice.) Now if you were talking about don’t come back as in getting stuck in your DR, it’s impossible to get stuck in your DR as our CR is our original reality and we already have a strong tie between both you and your CR,so don’t worry there.

Now say you wanted to stay in your DR permanently, your “clone”, or rather yourself will carry on doing the things you normally would, and nothing out of the ordinary, no one would know because again, it’s you. Hope this helps. 💞

[redr0sewrites]

Kim'dael x reader Headcanons

she is criminally underrated omfg here are some headcanons reqs are open!

🥀CW: nsfw, mommy kink, blood/knife kink, thirst and filth, bondage, mentions of wlw sex ig?

🥀 minors dni with the nsfw part

SFW:

SHE PAINTS HER NAILS ALL DIFFERENT COLORS ALL THE TIME

shes gotten really good at it, and she will do yours if you want her too

shes a really intense lover, but has a softer side

shes always flirting with you, and enjoys seeing you flustered

she will let you do her makeup, and will be smirking at you the ENTIRE time

she will teach you how to fight and defend yourself if you dont already know how

she has lots of enemies, and wants to make sure your safe

she has lived a long time, and knows how to read people very well. she can always tell when your feeling upset, but will wait for you to talk to her sbout it as she doesnt want to intrude

i feel like she would give you lots of gifts, shes not necessarily good with words but she will gift u lots of charms and trinkets. if she sees you wearing any jewelry shes given you, her heart will flutter a little

there has to be a lot of trust and communication within the relationship, kim'dael knows she isnt the easiest to love and that her life is difficult

if anything were to happen to you, she would go apeshit even if your wounded with just a scratch whoever hurt you is going to PAY

she likes really long, intimate kisses that lead into messy makeout sessions

if you let her drink your blood, she will be very, VERY careful not to hurt you or take too much

she finds your blood especially strong because of your bond and your love so she will save it for special occasions

she is very intelligent, and she enjoys talking about complex things with you

she plans ahead alot, and is always very punctual for dates

she INSISTS on paying for you milf behavior

she is very passionate about her past and her beliefs, and if you feel otherwise that may lead ot disagreements

she doesn't like avizandum or any of the archdragons very much

she mourns the moonshadow companions that she lost so long ago, but acts like it doesnt bother her anymore

NSFW

DOM DOM DOM

if you have a vampire kink your in luck

she is SUPER into marking and by the end of the night your skin is covered in bite marks and scratches

seeing you bloody is a turn on for her, and she has a knife kink. she wont hurt you too bad, but enjoys running the knife over you during sex and watching you shiver from the cold metal

super into bondage (i forget the fancy name) and will tie you up with thick red ropes in intricate designs

she will tease you for HOURS before the sex even starts

if you have boobs, she will ravish them

she also enjoys if you mark or play with hers, and will smirk the whole time

she prefers recieving to giving, and will pull on your hair when your going down on her

she will not be afraid to grind her hips on your face, she LOVES seeing your face all messy from her cunt

she also enjoys riding your face, your fucked out expression is something she cherishes

very much into scissoring teehee

if u have a cock, she LOVES riding you until your whimpering she will not let you cum until she does

SO MUCH DEGRADING SHE IS MEAN

mommy kink? mommy kink

"awe, your gonna come already? thats too bad, mommy hasn't come yet.. i guess if you beg really sweetly, mommy might let you come sooner. come on, i know you can do better then that doll~"

scratches you down your back with her long nails and will watch as you squirm and whimper

she is also into pain herself and would very much enjoy it if you gave her hickeys

POSSESSIVE POSSESSIVE POSSESSIVE

she is into public sex, its such a turn on for her if you guys are almost caught

sex in the woods/outdoor sex is definitely a yes for her

she can go all night, shes not stopping until you both are more than satisfied

SHE IS SO UNDERRATED WHERE ARE THE FICS FOR HER??? auugh she is so fine. reqs are open, lmk if you want more! i tried to make this gender neutral, but i feel like she would be more inclined towards a female/gender neutral partner however this can be seen as a male reader :) lmk if there are any mistakes!

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Opening To Change: Learning How To Let Go.

Change hasn't always been an easy thing for me. In the beginning, I had suppressed myself in order to hold on to things that didn't need saving. Holding on to friendships that lasted since high school, to deeply trying to change the circumstances with me and another lover just so we wouldn't have to break-up. I made it my mission for long-term things to stay inside of me for as long as possible, til I realized it was the death of me. I was killing my insides all because I would have to face being alone for a while. And it worked.. until it didn't. My health declined, and I was forced into the unknown because your health and spirituality due tie closely together after all. Believe it or not, the moment I had to go to the hospital I realized I had no one left, but my mom of course. But in those moments I had to understand it would be more them. Because my circumstances were making me sick, all because I chose to stay in it.

Don't get me wrong, the people in my life are not to blame for my health declining. It was my choices that I kept for the longest. Not wanting to switch to becoming vegan, not wanting to travel alone or do anything by myself, always waiting and wasting away... Because I was scared to be and do things, alone.

Alone. Alone. Alone.

Alone. Alone. Alone.

It sounded terrifying.

Having to be by yourself is one thing, but being alone with your THOUGHTS?

Thats a different type of hell.

Having to let go made me accept the things I could not change, but helped me see that there was a reason why I had to move on.

As much as it hurt, I couldn't just walk away with the pain.. I had to make something out of it.

At some point I would let go of all my sorrows by walking to the waterfalls near home, and communing with my ancestors & God Almighty themselves.

I NEEDED this. I needed the friends to mistreatment, the exs to misunderstand me. The family members to not appreciate my talents, my skills, my appreciation for them, etc. I had to see it. So that I could let go. I'm open to change because I know that there is more for me around that corner I have been peaking on the other side of. Remember me & my truth, is the exact reason that faith in beside me & I go where God & the mountains tell me to go. I dont NEED the same old energies to see me, I need me. So being alone worked, because it helped me face myself & overcome the damages that society had placed near my doorstep as a little girl. I had to accept the fact that most people that I loved, would not adore me as I did them. So I changed my structure, and changed the way I thought of them in the process. This was so that the new me could take shape, and I could feel the power of love that had been missing for so many days.

So as I write this, if you're problem is with letting go of people, environments, and so on so forth, you have to check within first. Because its YOU that you aren't letting go of. So it focuses on the things around you externally, then internally. Guess you have to decide whether it'll be your insides or the out. But all in all, one will win this round. You just gotta choose you more often. K? <3

[amateur-aquarist]

tips for introducing new critters into your tank

after you have cycled your tank and all your parameters meet your goals, youre ready to add some fish.

the biggest thing is to source your fish from a reputable seller. but thats another tangent, because regardless where you get your fish you do Not wanna mix their tank water with your tank water.

(you will definately hear people talk about having a quarentine tank, if youre introducing fish for the first time you can skip this step. it mainly exists for when you already have an established community. )

the first thing in introducing fsh is to take your bag of fish and put set it in your tank. let the bag float for a bit to raise the temperature of the water cause it most likely got a little cold during transport.

this is where it gets super simple. just put the fish in your tank. cut the bag and use your net to scoop them out into your tank.

some people drip acclimate their fish first which ill explain how to do but it really honestly doesnt matter too much. essentially what youll do is either take your open bag of critters or dump the bag ajd its contents into a bucket. then you grab some airline tubing and tie one end into a loose knot, put the unknotted end in your tank and take the knotted end and quickly suck on it like a straw, quick and easy. ik it sounds disgusting and like youll get fish tank water in your mouth but you really wont i swear. literally one breath in and the water will flow. then you tighten the knotted end until the water is flowing at a steady drip, put it in the vessel with your new fish, and wait an hour or two. once your water has doubled transfer your fish.

leave the light off and let the fish get settled in. key red flags to look out for is if the fish is at the bottom of your tank unmoving gaspong for air, that means youve shocked them. dont beat yourself up, just keep an eye on them. they should perk up but if they dont and unfortunately pass from the shock, you arent a bad person, just learn from your mistakes for next time.

there are different products that exist that market themsleves as something to add when you add new fish (for example seachem stability). you dont need these products honestly. save your money.

anyway heres a favorite source of mine [x]

heres a video on drip acclimation [x]

[waffliesinyoface]

Games I Done Played in 2023

Putting this under a readmore because it is Long.

-Scarlet/Violet - on the cusp of 2022/2023 but it sort of counts? Especially with the DLC only just coming out this year. Anyways. its good. Professor Sada my beloved evil milf. RIP to violet players who got Turo instead.

-Atelier Ryza 1 - went in knowing nothing about it! And then i went feral because its a really fucking good game with themes and good characters and a lively town full of people that you care about. One of my favorite moments is when Agatha, head of the town guard, looks at Ryza and goes "geez, where did that knucklehead kid who was always messing around go? you've really grown up, huh Ryza?" ITS SO GOOD. Also Ryza is the ADHD fucking icon we deserve. Cannot focus on things she doesn't care about. Perpetually messy room. Kind of an airhead. Finds one (1) thing that she actually likes (alchemy) and then hyperfocuses on it exclusively.

-Atelier Ryza 2 - this game has the mass effect 2 problem where it's coming off the heels of a really great first story but then very early on you realize the main plot is actually a bit shit. Ryza 1 is a story about the inherent destructive nature of colonialism and how that will come back to bite you in the ass. Ryza 2 is about having a sick cat. They try to do something interesting with the optional backstory for each of the areas but then they don't tie it to the main quest at all? THAT SAID: while the main plot is shit, it does the other thing that ME2 does, in that all of the character sidequests are incredible. Klaudia in Ryza 1 is just like. The kind of casual fanservice gay that pops up in slice-of-life anime, so I brushed it off. Klaudia in Ryza 2 is having sad tearful confessions in the rain. I got fucking yuri brainworms from this game. Her arc culminates in Ryza making her a ""friendship"" necklace made from extremely precious metals. It's basically solid gold and has a heart design. Its beautiful. #JustHeterosexualThingsToDoWithYourBestie

-Atelier Ryza 3 - okay i will be honest i still have not finished this. You know how it is. I like that its more open world but also I dont know that it needed to be open world. The writing seems to be better than 2 but not quite as good as 1. I DO like that the beginning lets you see Ryza in her home town, and she's gone from the local troublemaker to Someone In Authority. She's an important and respected member of the community and a schoolteacher now, and now she can argue with the council that they're being a bunch of dickheads with their heads in the ground and people actually listen to her instead of telling her to shut up. Thats such good character development, I'm so proud of her.

-Fire Emblem Engage: went in expecting it to be awakening, to the point that I explicitly bought a physical copy for the purposes of being able to return it if it was shit. Then after playing for a bit i was like "wait a minute, is this just awakening again but actually good?" and THEN i was like "oh no this game fucking rips ass actually, hell yeah". One of, if not THE best fire emblem game. It would be an excellent choice for new players but it's also an anniversary game and so most of the cool callbacks and stuff kinda fall flat if you're not ALREADY a fan.

-Mahoyo: technically a VN, not a game. Also technically I did not finish. Need to get back to it. Aoko Aozaki is my blorbo and I love her. If you like Nasuverse stuff you owe it to yourself to get it.

-SAO Hollow Realization - its an SAO game so it is bad but it is far less bad than i thought it would be. Relationship mechanic is skeevy and I dislike that you need to do it to upgrade party equipment. I killed a hard boss early on and got a sword that immediately broke the difficulty curve which honestly fits how SAO rolls lmao. The fact that you can customize your character but they're still actually kirito is. weird. Buuut it meant I could make Kirito into a girl, which she deserves, the fucking egg. Also Argo's outfit is a travesty, and I will hunt the character designer for sport.

-Tears of the Kingdom - better than BotW plot wise, but didn't fix enough of the core issues. Please can we have a Ganondorf who even approaches the heights attained by Wind Waker. The character designers put so much work into him and making him imposing yet kingly, and then the writers went "uh, he's evil because he's evil? stop overthinking it, dummies." The bossfights are all peak though. Yes even the stupid octopus who is weak to roombas. Lightning Temple was my favorite because I love ancient egyptian iconography and light puzzles. Also the boss is actually challenging if you go there early.

-Armored Core VI - i literally decided to pre-order it like 5 minutes before it came out. And then I came to the realization that actually giant robots fuck hardcore. This is responsible for me getting really into Gundam. I have like 16 gunpla built with 4 more still in boxes and 3 more preordered for 2024. Yes, it infected me that bad. Also Cinder Carla IS my mom and I love her. Burning the planet and solar system is the good ending because she says so.

-Disgaea 7 - disgaea is BACK babey. ...okay I haven't finished this one either but after the travesty that was 6 im giving this a gold star. I love that the protagonist is an idiot weeb catgirl, and i love that the antagonist is literally just Demon Commodore Perry. Nippon Ichi please bring back the kitsune class from 5 please and thankyou.

-Mice Tea - i literally just got this so i've only done one ending but its fun, and good. Drink tea, become a mouse. Get horny about it. Happens to the best of us.

-Touhou 19 - i THINK the full english translation is done now, so thats good. Ran Yakumo is playable and im so happy. It's a shame the netplay is uh. Um. Non-existent. Because coding netplay is hard.

-Lunar Silver Star Story - once again, i still need to finish this. It's a really really good JRPG!! "What if we used the PS1 disc size to have anime cutscenes for important moments and character introductions" fucking genius and i love you. Listen to Wind's Nocturne right now.

-PARANORMASIGHT: The Seven Mysteries of Honjo - do you like VNs? Do you like mystery novels with horror elements? Do you like creepy things like curses and ghosts? Do you like really fucking good music? If you answered yes to any of those questions, please get this game. There's like one or two puzzles that were really obtuse on release but i think the game's been updated to provide better hints, so that's nice.

-Story of Seasons: A Wonderful Life - my favorite harvest moon game as a child with a fresh coat of paint, some really nice QoL updates, and its gay now. You can be gay. I can finally get lesbian married to Nami and we can have an adorable precious daughter who turns me into Maes Hughes whenever Im in the same room as her. I named her Ruby because A: red hair, B: Nami loves cool shit you find in the digsite like precious minerals, and C: Lou (the innkeeper) was named Ruby in the original version of A Wonderful Life, and she's BASICALLY Nami's mom. Wait this review turned into me gushing about my adorable daughter again...

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since Boss Saturn said i could post whatever the fuck i want, i think its time 4....

✨Monthly Galactic Horoscope!!!✨

and b4 ANYONE says anything i know astronomy and astrology r different!!!! we can have both shut up !!!! >:/

but anyways!!! it's time for your monthly horoscopes :3 !! were in Fraxure season atm n mercury is coming into retrograde soon !!! :D communications r gonna be all weird when that happens so remember 2 be patient babes !!! ~☆

♈ Whimsicott: the sun's moving thru a fellow fire sign :D so expect good vibes and high energy coming ur way!!! with Mercury in retrograde it's a bad time for u to start new things BUT!!!!! :O best time to tie up loose ends lets gooo !!!! ~☆

♉︎ Bouffalant: ur gonna b ambitious and work SUPER hard this month !!! dont forgor to pay attention to ur money problems tho!!! >:0 cuz those r gonna be real major for u. if u can reach out to others n tell em u love them !!! <3

♊ Klink: sun is moving away from u so expect to b real fucking tired !!! sorry lol :P shit is gonna be all messed up n weird so be patient and take time to recharge !!! now's a good time to be creative too :3 keep going and do ur best!!!!!!! yahoo !!! :)

♋ Crustle: ruh roh ur gonna be super busy !!! be sure not to stretch urself too thin :P you don't hafta help literally everyone all the time even if u want to!!!!! make sure you don't miss your appointments too !!! :O also !! now's a good time to get all your stuff organized: not just ur house, ur physical and mental health too!!! you got this :D !!!!

♌ Braviary: fellow fire sign hell yass!! ur gonna get a nice energy boost this month too >:D you WILL get more rizz this month, the masses will love u !!! be sure to accept invites that come ur way and reconnect with old friends!! don't start any new projects and beware of poor communications ~☆ !!!

♍ Gothorita: the sun's moving to the base of y'all's charts which means it's time for family (if ur family sucks ignore that part LOL) !!! ur gonna gravitate a lil more towards your comfort zone, and now is a good time to reconnect with old friends !! try to focus on reorganizing ur home and your head :3 make some space 4forthe new year !!!!

♎ Lampent: brighter days are in ur future this month !!! be sure to expect a better mood, and try to put urself out into the community or something !!! maybe that's your thing who knows?!?! ur attitude will light up the room and any projects you might pick up so be sure to share that with others !!!

♍︎ Scolipede: ur gonna be stuck on familiarity and that's ok !!! try visiting people and places you're super extra comfy in <3 financial troubles r coming w/ Mercury so don't take ur eye off that stuff it's important !!! save ur money and wait till after delibird day sales start to get the gadgets u want !!! keep it real n simple boiz u got this :3

♐︎ Fraxure: it's ur month let's GOOO !!!! good things are coming for ur birthdays y'all !!! good strong vibes are in ur future and people are gonna dig it !!! if parties and big events are ur thing then GO FOR IT!!! great time to get all ur energy out n have fun with ur buds :D make sure to get on top of all your shit soon !!!!

♑︎ Sawsbuck: time to look back on the year and get ready for the next !!! u may end up hypercritical of urself but cut yourself some slack !!! things are changing and it's natural u wanna change in a way that will make things better but you gotta b patient!!!!! tie up loose ends and make sure to take care of ur mind !! <3

♒︎ Simipour: you've got places to go and people to see this month!!!!! it's a great time to get out there and be social so go have some BLAST !!!!!!!! pinch ur pennies and do ur best to settle unfinished business too :) don't force urself to go too far tho !!!! >:0 especially since u may b getting hit w/ stronger emotions and selflessness but don't push urself !!! take care of YOU first!!!

♓︎ Alomomola: last but deffo not least, it's time to get to work !!! expect TONS of motivation in ur career and eagerness to get shit done !!!!!!! look back on ur methods to see what works and what u should get rid of and focus on finishing things before starting shit !!! structure and security r big for u rn so take care :3