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wytchsbrew · 2 years
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It's three AM, I can't sleep, so I'm writing at max speed and jiggling around at a frequency not meant for human consumption. I'm writing two things at once as I sit here. I'm having the time of my life.
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drowfag · 8 months
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*smashing my head against a wall* CURATE YOUR OWN EXPERIENCE CURATE YOUR OWN EXPERIENCE
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theswedishpajas · 1 year
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He’s living his best afterlife rn ✨✨✨
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skitskatdacat63 · 9 months
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When the sun is in his eyes 😍
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Justweirdassfan lurks around in people's replies picking fights and getting upset whenever someone expresses anything remotely negative about Bramble. Eventually had to block them for getting involved in an argument on one of my posts, and I wish I'd had someone who warned me before I went through the frustration. Just a head's up!
lmao that's so funny, imagine having nothing better to do but to wait around to pick fights with people over their opinions about fictional cats
thanks for the heads up!
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mearcatsreturns · 5 months
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So I don’t know how many of you were here/remember my horrible family, especially my cousin. But she has once again contacted me out of the blue with extremely suspicious punctuation and emojis.
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(This is after last year, where she wanted to charge me $500 to stay with family for 4 nights. In Texas in the middle of summer. Naturally I wasn’t told this until a couple days before the trip.)
She also contacted me in…December? She called and essentially interrogated me about my theoretical love life while having me on speakerphone. When I told her (maybe a little snidely) that I was staying in my city over the holidays to work so I could afford rent, but that I was getting a raise in the new year, she told me money shouldn’t be the only thing I care about. ((:
A few months ago I saw that she and the cousins in my age group went on what they called “cousins trip” to Mexico. I wasn’t invited or informed about it until I saw it on Instagram.
That, combined with like 4 people in my family coming to my city and not even trying for a hello or lunch, and some rude things other people on that side of the family have said, led to me doing a soft cut of ties with them. This simply means that I stopped trying to comment or like stuff or initiate texts (which were infrequent anyway, I’m not the best at reaching out to all but a few people). And they didn’t reach out either, so I kind of went, “ok, T.S. Eliot, you were right, it does end with a whimper.” I just figured that after my aging aunts and uncles pass on, I just wouldn’t maintain contact with them.
But she has the audacity to come in and text like that on a random Wednesday evening when I’m happily watching my show and playing my video game, eating cotton candy grapes. Ugh.
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bosspigeon · 1 year
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i drew this self portrait of me inside a tea pitcher at work and when i showed my coworker they mimed furiously shaking it
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mars-ipan · 2 years
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ohhh i needed that bath so goddamn much
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cherrifire · 3 months
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Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait
If martyn is a changeling does that mean he knew Cleo was there for the wedding? Could he recognize her somehow??? Did he see her and go “ah… I am staying in my lane. Moisturized. Unbothered.”
In canon, I don't think changelings can spot each other in disguise? In the episode where Starlight Glimmer and friends go to the changeling hive to rescue everyone, Thorax goes in disguised as Starlight and not even Queen Chrysalis can tell it's him until he flinches at a threat directed at him.
So no, Martyn doesn't know about Cleo. But Cleo knows about him. (It's his stupid headband that gives it away)
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malusokay · 1 year
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How to be like Jang Wonyoung
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As many of you requested, part 2 of my it girls series is all about Jang Wonyeong, who's not only absolutely STUNNING, but also incredibly talented, hardworking, and of course successful. Let's get right into it!! <33
Wonyoungs Energy:
Wonyoung is incredibly charismatic, which makes her stand out without even trying!!
She has a bubbly and likeable Personality, Wonyoung appears happy and welcoming, she easily lights up a room with just her presence.
Aside from being cute and cheerful, Wonyoung is also known for being extremely hardworking!!
Confident and Unbothered. Despite receiving quite a bit of unnecessary hate, Wonyoung stays indifferent and true to herself!!
Elegant and feminine. No one does the ‘Elegant feminine self-love girly’ aesthetic like her, she is THE girly girl!! <3
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Mindset:
Learn to deal with jealousy, Wonyoung gets plenty of hate, but let's be real for a second… we all know that is because of jealousy. Pretty, successful, smart, and popular? Of course, people will be jealous!!
“While practising self-love, you see good and pretty things about yourself. If I focus only on those things, I don't need to pay much attention to the criticism.”
Don't compare yourself to others “You are you, I am me”.
Keep to yourself. Stop telling people your ideas, your dreams and how you plan to archive them, your goals etc. Let your actions speak for themself!! <3
No more negative self-talk!!
Be your number 1 priority!! Take care of yourself, do what's good for you, eat well, care for your body, skincare, haircare, and your education!! PRIORITIES
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Skincare
Skincare. Wonyoung has Flawless skin, finding a skincare routine that works for you can help you archive similar results!!
Wonyoungs skincare routine:
According to Google, Wonyoung only uses Innisfree products and starts by double cleansing her face, for that, she uses the Green Tea Cleansing Oil ($24), and the Green Tea Amino Acid Face Cleanser ($12)
To get the dewy class skin effect, hydration is key!! In the morning, Wonyoung likes using the Green Tea Hyaluronic Acid Serum ($30) and the Dewy Glow Tone-up Cream ($26)
Of course, you can't forget SPF. Wonyoung uses the Mild Cica Sunscreen Tone-Up SPF 50+ PA ++++, which is also great for acne-prone and sensitive skin types!! :)
For her night routine, she likes the Retinol Cica Moisture Recovery Serum ($37) and the Dewy Glow Jelly Cream ($26).
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Elevate your daily life:
Healthy diet. Eating nutritious and healthy food is the first and most important step to clear skin and an overall good feeling!! Make sure to eat enough protein (ex. yoghurt, chicken, tofu or eggs), lots of fruits and veggies, and healthy fats (ex. Avocados, fish, nuts, olive oil)!!
Exercise daily. Besides dancing, Wonyoung loves pilates!! You can find lots of great Pilates videos on YouTube!!
Work on your posture!! Having good posture will not only make you feel better but also lets you appear more confident, elegant and put together. Try daily stretching and exercises to improve it <3
Try establishing a proper morning and night routine, this can help you stay structured and relaxed even on more messy and busy days.
Content that makes you feel better!! Start watching channels like thewizardliz, vogue beauty secrets, and read motivating blogs. (like mine lol <3)
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Makeup:
Wonyoung is known for her iconic glittery and feminine make-up!!
Light pink blush, plump lips, glowy skin and a glittery but not too heavy eye look.
Foundation on the centre of your face and blend outwards for a naturally contoured look.
Always apply your matt products before your shimmers, that way, your makeup looks cleaner!! Also, apply your glitters from finest to chunkiest. :)
Don't apply your shimmers/glitters past the middle of your eyelid to avoid looking puffy.
If you have warm-toned skin, go for peachy glitters, for cool-toned skin, choose a champagne-coloured one.
If your struggle with dark under eyes, blend your concealer with your fingers!! This will give it a lot more coverage.
You can find lots of tutorials on Wonyoung-inspired make-up on YouTube, this one is my favourite.
I hope this little guide was helpful, I wasn't too familiar with Wonyoung, but I did some research since she was the number 1 most requested person for this!! :)
As always, please feel free to share your own suggestions in the comments and let me know who you want me to write about next! <3
✩‧₊*:・love ya ・:*₊‧✩
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xoxo-sarah · 5 months
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Ms. Perfect
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↝a/n: this is an old idea that I had in the back of my notes app. Oops.
↝pairing: Daryl Dixon x fem!reader
↝warning: death, widow!Reader, apocalypse, mean! Daryl, swearing, not proofread
|| Disclaimer: I do not own Daryl, or any character from The Walking Dead. I only own y/n and any characters I create with my own brain. ||
↝⎙ 4.23.24
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Daryl wasn't sure why he hated you so much. You were nice to everyone around you, even understanding. But the sight of you makes the blood in his veins boil.
It became a routine; you and him sniping at each other, digging up trauma neither of you really wanted to. He just got under your skin. Like now.
“Sorry, in case you haven' noticed, the world ain't all rainbows and sunshine anymore. We don't shit money to buy the newest thing. Life is different, Doll. Get used to it.” He drawled, his eyebrows scrunched together.
There he goes again.
You weren't even talking to or about him, but he had heard you. That had been enough for him to butt in, apparently.
Ever since you had stumbled your way into Daryl's group early on, Daryl had had it out for you. At the creek, he would be pointing out how your hair had to have been done recently. Your jewelry, clothes, how smooth your skin looked from the expensive moisturizers and night creams you had to use, your newly manicured nails- ignoring the dirt and blood underneath-, and the shine in your eyes. You didn't have the shine at first, but when you would hang out with Carol, you would smile, and the recent glazed look was gone.
Your eyes shone brightly like the stars in the countryside. Not that you would know. You probably never had the chance to see how bright the stars shone in the city.
You were unbothered by the people at the campsite, keeping to yourself. You didn't have to worry about anything when the world was built for your liking and convenience.
Daryl despised you and that god-awful rock on your finger that could feed him for probably 6 months to a year. He glared at the ring every chance he got—so much so that you eventually yanked it off, throwing it in the murky pond.
Even after leaving the campsite, you stayed with the group, arguing with Daryl along the way.
“I get it, you're used to having people do everything for you, but we're not always going to be with you, Princess. Sorry life now is so much different from your perfect life before.” For a quiet guy, he always had so much to say to you. All negative.
You bit your cheek, glancing from Maggie—who you were originally talking to—to the dirty man in front of you. "Yeah-I had the perfect life. I had the fiancé that I couldn't wait to marry. I had the apartment that I had the luxury to design with my mother, gushing about the difference wallpapers." You smiled at the memory. Your mother had been so happy for you. "I had the fluffy dog that had its own room. I had the dad who would always talk about playing catch with his future grandchild. I had the money where I didn't have to worry about anything in life." You didn't falter as you felt behind your eyes begin to burn. " I did, alright? I had the life that almost every little girl dreams about. But it was yanked out of my hands, like everyone else's. One day, I didn't wake up to my fiancé kissing me, or the smell of burnt toast-- cause he didn't know how to cook. I woke up to him nowhere in sight. Instead, I heard yelling outside the door, car horns honking outside of the windows. When I opened the door, I saw my neighbors with white eyes, growling and clawing at the skin of the man I was going to marry and grow old with. His screams will haunt me 'til the day I die. But you will not ever hear me feeling bad for myself. I did have the perfect life, but that doesn't matter now. So, get over -yourself-, cause I am just trying to survive just like you."
Daryl watched your eyes gloss over, your nostrils flare. You were rightfully pissed. And right. He hadn't heard you weep for your past-- ever. You had jumped right into survival mode as soon as he laid eyes on you. You had held your own too- most people called you a badass, Daryl wouldn't let himself verbally agree. With that, you turned and walked away. Maggie shuffled awkwardly, glancing from you to Daryl. She wore a disappointed frown.
Weeks. You ignored his existence for weeks, 2 weeks to be exact. Everytime he would go up to you, you would walk away. Even if you were in the middle to a conversation. The person you were talking to wouldn't mind, really. They would've known about your bitter back-and-forth. They wouldn't think anything of it.
Daryl just wishes you would give him a chance to at least try to apologize. After you had let your walls down and told him about what the end of the world was like for you, he felt bad - pathetic, even. He was so jealous about how you lived before the outbreak, he didn't care about how it had affected you. He should've.
The moonlight led him towards your house, his hands fidgeting. The streets were silent, everyone already in bed. He hadn't been able to sleep. The thought of you kept him up in a different way than before.
His knuckles hovered over your door. You had to be in bed. Was it worth it? You would probably be too tired to yell at him. He knocked.
It took a minute for the door to open. You stood, rubbing sleep from your eyes, a sleep frown on your face. At the sight in front of you, your hand dropped, your sleepy eyes immediately rolling in annoyance. "Oh my god-" You tried to close the door, but his boot caught it before it could close all the way. "Move your foot, Dixon."
"Listen." His eyes were pleading, something you weren't used to. You kept the door open when he reluctantly moved his boot. " 'm sorry."
You scoffed, Sure, you are."
" 'm serious. " He looked at the floor as he brought his hand up, turning it and showing his hand. "Not sure why I kept it." At the sight of your ring, tears bordered your eyes. Your head pressed against the side of the door as your body shook with a silent sob. Daryl didn't look at you. He let you grieve for whatever you wanted to in that moment. He let you have that moment. After your sobs died down, his calloused hand took yours, opening your hand and dropping the ring into your palm.
"You're a dick." You hiccupped.
"I know." 
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tribalauthor · 8 months
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Needy Chief
(roman and y/n one-shot)
warnings: 18+, oral sex, unprotected sex, harsh sex, masturbation, edging, unconsciousness (kinda)
word count: 4k
Summary: Roman makes Y/N jealous and she decides to punish the Tribal Chief but does she succeed?
A/N: okay, this is my first one-shot and I hope yall like it :), error warning
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I am pacing around my room with the tip of my index finger in my mouth, biting it, barely being able to find a place and keep my sanity. Just a woman all prepared for her man- washed, shaved, moisturized and dressed up with his favorite red lacy lingerie since red is his favourite color and a short black kimono on the top because I feel cold from hatred.
But why am I pacing? Not because I'm nervous of my man who happens to be the face of whole sports entertainment, undisputed WWE champion for over 3 years and counting, people know him as the Tribal Chief, the Head of the Table, Roman Reigns. Nor the fact that the man in question is the most attractive man to walk on this planet, undisputed.
No. It's not that. I'm way over this. The problem is that he has an appearance on Smackdown tonight hence I made a plan to surprise him afterwards. I was getting all prepared and everything since I want to be perfect for him - to look good, to smell good, to taste good.
And what happens? I turn the show on the TV and there is him getting out of his black Jeep with his wise man. The WWE reporter, Kayla - that little woman with her perfect curls and pretty face anticipating with the mic in her hands. Then you have my man, Roman, getting out of the car after the wise man.
"What's going on tonight, Roman?" - Kayla asks. "Who will have the opportunity to face you next?"
And then he replied:
"You still seem not to get the things around here, babygirl. You don't "have" the opportunity to face me. You "win" this opportunity."
That's when I completely froze up.
He dared to call another woman "babygirl"? In front of me? In front of live television?
"He is so dead when he comes back" I thought and I'm still thinking it. I was thinking of making a great scandal but that's old, you feel me?
Men are not really affected when you scream at them and tell them how upest they made you. They can easily manipulate you and make you feel guilty about "overreacting" and yet again "being too emotional".
So I tossed this thought away and came up with a better plan.
I am gonna make Roman beg for me.
I brushed my hair and decided to put on a body oil on my skin with vanilla scent because Roman goes crazy when he smells vanilla. CRAZY.
I looked at my reflection on the wardrobe mirror which was next to the bed.
I'm gonna make him weak.
I heard the door downstairs unlocking and I quickly laid on the bed seductively, yet casually while changing the TV channel. I don't want him to see that I've been watching Smackdown.
I felt that he is entering in the bedroom but I pretended that I'm not seeing him and being too caught up with the random programme I put on.
"Hey, babe." he said softly with his deep, clear voice.
I turned to him and he had his long hair down. Oh, he knows I go weak over his natural, black, curly hair. He is wearing his usual black "Acknowledge me" tank top and black sweatpants. We'll see who will acknowledge who.
"Hey." I replied, unbothered.
He licked his lips while grinning. I think he is realizing that I'm all ready to be haunted by him but I'm gonna let him know who is the boss tonight or must I say the tribal chief.
"Why are you mad?" he laid next to me and started placing kisses on my cheeks coming down to my neck. His beard tickling my skin. "I tried not to be late. I see you got ready for me". The kisses started to become wet and his low voice got me almost ready.
I felt his big hands on my hips trying to take off my underwear but I stopped him.
"Not so fast" I simply said and he had a confused look on his face, going a bit far from me. "Tonight things will go a little different" I clarified.
"What do you mean different?". He furrowed his eyebrows.
I got up from the bed and slowly took off my kimono.
"Let's play a little game". I suggested and he rolled his eyes.
"Y/N, I am about to rip this pretty ass lingerie with my bare teeth and eat your pussy out like the last meal I'm gonna have in my life. Do you think I'm in the mood for games?" He suddenly got pissed. And I know why. Cause he wants everything to be his way, no questions asked.
"And why do you think you deserve this opportunity...chief?" I cocked my eyebrow. I just pulled a superman punch on him, mentally.
"What do you mean why? You are my girlfriend. The woman of my life...the love of my life." He replied and ran his fingers through his hair. "Babygirl..."
"Ah." I raised my finger. "Don't call me that. I thought Kayla was the babygirl."
Roman then got the look of realisation.
"Come on, Y/N...is this what you are mad about? Please." He reacted as if it's nothing. "I don't really mean it, you know?"
"Aha. And what if I call another man daddy?" I asked and crossed my arms which made my boobs pop out even more.
"I'm gonna beat the living shit out of him then show you who the real daddy is." Roman replied immediately with a not so slight growl in his voice.
"Well now..." I crawled on the bed to him and made him lean back. Then I put myself on his crotch. "I'm gonna show you who the real babygirl is".
I felt his hands on my ass but I removed them.
"No touching game"
"What do you mean no touching?" He slightly got up but I pushed him down again.
"Tribal chief can't take his punishment?" He looked me deep in the eyes and swallowed loudly. "I'm gonna stay up here and I'm gonna have fun with you but you are not allowed to touch me".
I got closer to his face.
"If you lay your hands on me, - I whisprered - I'm gonna go over there on the couch and I'm gonna touch myself, making you watch without being able to touch me and taste me, you understand?"
He gave me no answer, he just let out a growl, the exact beast low growl he does during mid match when he gets angry at his opponent.
I left a small peck on his lips just to tease him even more, then another one and on the third one he attacked my lips or more precisely, my tongue which made me separate from his face.
"Ay, you are so impatient, Roman." I scolded him and licked my lips.
"You make me this way". He said through his teeth and I giggled while taking his tank top off, exposing his beautiful upper body - the muscles and the magnificent tribal tattoo which made him even hotter.
I started leaving slow and wet kisses on his chest all down to his stomach. His breaths were getting heavier and heavier. I can feel how much he wants to touch me but he had his hands squeezing the sheets. I started licking his abs and took a look at his face. He had his lips pressed and eyes close shut.
I couldn't help but smirk and put my ass on his lap again, slowly started grinding.
"Don't". He hissed putting his hands on his head.
"Aw". I pouted and leaned to his face again.
"Daddy can't take it?" I asked and then brushed my lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss but Roman swiftly turned it to a very aggressive one. It almost felt like he would swallow my whole mouth and tongue. That's what I call a kiss of desparation.
Not to mention that I felt a big bulge beneath me. Now I awoke the true beast. I started grinding even more but problem is I am getting wet, too.
"Those sweatpants ain't thick enough for me to not notice you are getting seriously wet." He said through the kisses.
"I think you should worry about your boner, baby, cause that shit must hurt." I whispered against his mouth with a big smirk on my face.
"Also, I can always do this". I ripped my tong off with a bare hand and I slid myself like a snowboard on his abs and left a wet trail.
The look on his face was just priceless. It was mixed with shock, joy and anger. I can't really explain it.
I got beside him, taking off his sweatpants which were about to rip off from his own dick and now he is only left with his red boxers which may also rip off in a while.
He couldn't help but grab me by my hips and put me on him.
"Ah. I think you just broke the rule, Roman. No touching." I tsked and shook my head. "You know what this means."
I got away from him and turned my bare ass around walking to the couch taking off my bra, slowly, leaving myself completely naked.
I sat down on the couch, spreading my legs, just right in front of his eyes.
I licked my fingers slowly and seductively and put them on my clit.
Roman's POV:
If she continues going around like this, I'm gonna fuck her until she literally becomes unconscious and I mean it.
This woman knows how to play with me and I mean it in every single way.
I can handle anything. I'm a big man. You can put me against 2, 3, 4, 5 men and can handle the beating, no problem but I can't handle Y/N and her beautiful naked body standing in front of me and I'm not allowed to do anything.
That's something I can't survive and I don't know until when I am gonna stand like this and not enter in her like a drill in wood.
Her standing over there, looking at me with her hungry yet innocent eyes, playing with her pussy which was obviously crying for me. Her little fingers getting in and out. Her sexy moans getting inside my head.
"I'm just not gonna watch." I laid back looking at the white ceiling.
She started moaning louder and heavier and I felt like I'm gonna explode down there. Her moans always make me go insane, ecstatic even.
"When is this game coming to an end, Y/N?" I yelled.
"Whenever I say, daddy." She said through her heavy breaths and after a while she reached her climax, screaming out my name in the most needy tone ever.
Lord, how much I want to jump from that bed and put my dick inside of her tight pussy.
"Y/N, I need you, please. This is not funny" I said through my heavy breaths and then she got up, coming to me.
"Did you just say please?" She grinned sweetly.
She knows. Y/N knows too well how to make a big and strong man like me weak.
She has this effect.
"Yes. Is this what I had to do?" I asked her as if I'm cracking a code.
"Almost." she replied and she licked her fingers not leaving anything for me.
What does she mean by almost?
She got over me yet again. Okay. I guess game is over then. Y/N started taking my boxers off. It's happening.
Y/N's POV:
"Daddy deserves a reward after all he said but we still have work to do." I said while taking his boxers off, and his big beast exposed in front of me, all ready to be inside my holes.
"No touching me." I repeated in the same strict tone.
- What?- he cried out and I immediately started sucking his dick like a kid who just got its favorite lolipop.
I was going on fastly and as deep as I could and judging by his heavy breaths and whimpers, I knew if I don't slow it down, he can cum just like this. I want to show him how easy he is and how little he needs from me to cum. So I slowed it down, got it out of my mouth and licked my lips.
"Please don't stop like this." He whined.
This view is priceless.
Priceless.
A big, tough man like him all desperate for me to continue.
"I'm never gonna leave my daddy unsatisfied but the moment you touch me, I stop and you deal with this yourself." I warned him.
"Tie me up, at this point." He yelled.
I shook my head.
"Let's really test your limits, Roman." I licked my lips and then went back to business, changing the tactic. I started licking...slowly.
- At this point.- he talked to his heavy breaths.- I'm not gonna talk...to any other woman. Nah. I ain't gonna look at another woman. If you are gonna punish me like this.- his usual deep voice was crying out of desparation. I almost can't even recognise him. He is so given up.
I couldn't help but grin and then take as much as I could in my mouth, although tears were forming in my eyes and I will choke after a while.
He hissed.
Then I started going at my pace at first, more swiftly. I took a look at his face.
He is so sweaty from the head to the upper body, his hair is all messy, such a look of desparation and neediness. I felt my pussy throbbing and soaking from this view alone.
"Please, Y/N.- he cried out.- How much more do you need me to beg you? I need you!" He sounded so helpless.
Okay. Mission is accomplished. I think he learned his lesson.
I did a few more ups and downs and there we go. His dick exploded in my mouth like those hard candies with a liquid filling. In this case, a very, very hard big ass candy with extra, extra filling.
This mixed with his grunts is a whole another experience.
And I swallowed it all like a champ. Like an athlete swallows his protein shake right after workout.
I got up in a sitting position. My hair was all messed up and I felt a lil bit of sperm around my mouth and I immediately licked it. My breathing was heavy as well cause god damn, my man's tool is not small. It takes a lot of work.
Problem is I need him inside of me. Now. I am also a needy bitch.
"I had no idea the chief is so needy." I finally spoke with a taunting tone.
Roman was still coming to his senses. I think he doesn't know where he is. Honestly, he looks beautiful. I got close to his face. I slightly fixed his messy hair which got even curlier and placed a kiss on his sweaty forehead.
His breathing calmed down and he opened his eyes. He doesn't look cute now. No. He looks scary even.
My expression suddenly changed and was about to get off him but he caught me and swiftly changed the positions, slamming me onto the bed and now I'm under him.
"Are you done, princess? Are you done playing with your daddy now?" He asked with a low tone yet scolding one. Also the look on his face was very hungry yet frightening. "You think you tired me? No." He shook his head and caught my cheeks with his one hand. "You think you can play with me like a toy and then leave the things like this?" he asked me and shook his head again.
"Spread your legs." He ordered to me but I sat still. I am still shocked by the sudden change in him.
Okay I thought I got him for a minute but I swear to God, that's a beast and I can't tame him for long.
I swallowed loudly.
"Spread your beautiful legs for me." He repeated but it was in a slightly softer tone. I did it this time and he stared down at my pussy.
Roman smirked and licked his lips as if he is ready to devour a delicious meal.
"Look at it. It's crying out for me" He chuckled. "So ready to be eaten up by me" He growled going down on me and then he licked it in a really slow motion then kissed it.
A desperate moan left my mouth.
He suddenly came close to my face.
"You know, I'm a generous tribal chief, Y/N. If I was a brat like you, I would also think of a silly little game but my will to devour every single part of your body is stronger, so I'm not responsible for what it's coming. You brought this upon yourself."
My heart started beating as if it's gonna jump out of my body and I felt new juices forming in my core.
"Don't give me this scared look now." Roman smiled running his thumb over my chin. "There is nothing to be scared of. Daddy just wants his princess to acknowledge him and to make her feel good. Do I want too much?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"N-no." I stuttered.
He started kissing me. We exchanged some passionate, tongue kisses then he went down on me again.
I was making fun of him earlier that I can make him cum fast but same thing goes for me, I fear. And he is going slow, still. Enjoying every bit of my womanhood.
"Please, faster". I said through my heavy breaths, feeling the sweat forming on my forehead.
Not only he didn't go faster, he stopped, looked at me with this devilish look he always does before he came up with something mischievous, which typically doesn't end well.
"Now when you order your favorite meal, do you eat it at one go or you take your time to enjoy it?" Is he eating me out or we are having a discourse lecture?
"I eat everything in a blink of an eye and you damn know it." I replied with annoyance.
"Well, I'm the opposite type, so please, after the hell you just put me through, I deserve to enjoy my meal...slowly." He said and went back to his doing.
A helpless moan escaped my lips.
Why is he like this?
The leisure motions of his tongue were driving my body nuts, just like a time bomb. However time bombs in movies usually have seconds left until they explode but not in my case. I will explode when the tribal chief says so, I fear.
He started placing kisses on it then even slightly sucking on my clit.
"Please." I cried out. Literal tears started forming in my eyes from the frustration and desperation, forming in my whole body. "Please, Roman, faster".
He stopped and looked at me again but he didn't move his face far from my womanhood.
"Funny how the tables have suddenly turned." He literally whispered against my pussy which brought shivers all over it and made me flinch even.
Then he started eating me out fastly, so sudden yet so deeply anticipated by me.
I became a moaning mess again, almost in sync with his motions. I was feeling sweat dripping on my forehead and the tension in my whole body was building up, craving to cum.
I don't need much. I really don't need much. Just a few seconds and I'm gonna-
And there it is. The bomb exploded. I fear that this man may go deaf from my vocal performance tonight.
He placed another few kisses on it and of course, licked me all dry. "There we go, baby." He chuckled and while I was coming back to my senses, until I realize, I got positioned on four legs with Roman behind me and in front of the mirror.
He got inside of me as a thief in a house. However, thiefs get inside in a quiet, cautious way. Roman's stroke wasn't any of that.
Although, I was wide and ready for his dick, I still felt a bit of pain mixed with pleasure and fulfillment because we were both waiting for that exact feeling of our bodies colliding.
Our bodies, so needy of one another, that exact drug-like feeling which you can never get enough of.
The room got filled with my moans and his grunts.
"I want you to take a good look at the mirror, princess, and see, how good daddy makes you feel. Take a look at this hot view". He said through his heavy breaths yet he still sounded so dominant.
The view is really out of this world. We look like a hot mess.
"Same goes for you, bae". I smirked and then whimpered from his strokes which were gradually becoming faster and faster. "I want you to see that no other woman will fit you as I do"
"When did I say this?" he asked through his teeth and the strokes became so deep that I almost felt his dick up in my stomach, which of course, led my breath to choke and tears form in my eyes. "Huh, tell me babygirl". Roman insisted while not slowing at all. His expression was so angry but I know he is having the time of his life.
"Never but-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence because my body reached yet another orgasm and I felt that warm feeling of his sperm filling my insides.
We both came in unison. Roman let out some moans of conquerness. He finally got what he wanted.
My moans were frail...shaky. I feel like I got no more voice to let out and will go mute if he continues to fuck me sensless.
He grabbed me and slammed my back on the bed while him being over me.
Eye to eye.
"Sorry, babygirl, so rude of me to interrupt you. What were you saying?" Roman smirked. That damn smirk which never fails to drive me crazy.
"I-" and I was interrupted again by his dick getting inside of me but this time it was in a slower motion.
"I deeply apologize once again" He emphasized on "deeply" as he went deeper. "You were saying"
"Huh?" I had no idea what he is talking at this point. Roman let out one of his deep chuckles. "I asked you when did I say that another woman can fit me"- he repeated his question.
"You did not say it with words but-" He started going faster but not too fast. However it was enough for me to cut my breaths.
"Use your words, Y/N" He is enjoying this way too much. "You were very talkative while you were explaining the rules of your game. What happened now, huh?" He was talking with this victorious tone...he knows he took the control once again.
"You said it with action" My voice was all raspy and I tried to sound clear but the situation wasn't allowing me at all, so I sounded more like a powerless human being.
"I see" he went fast once again. I digged my nails into his sweaty, half tatooed back. It will probably leave red marks but he just loves this shit.
Then he attacked my lips in a deep, passionate kiss but there was a nuance of anger. Our tongues were in a battle, exchanging moans and grunts.
I felt that I'm gonna pass out really, really soon due to the fact that I was seeing stars with my eyes closed.
"Look at me, Y/N" Roman stopped kissing me and I tried to open my eyes. That damn man still looks fresh as hell like he can go for few hours yet I probably look like I'm gonna leave this world sooner than you think. "You think I'd do that for another woman, huh?"
"No." I officially lost my voice because I barely said this.
The moment we reached our climax, I was letting out mute moans. Yes, MUTE MOANS. There was literally no voice and no power left in me. I feel all numb and powerless.
"Good". Roman spoke through his heavy breaths. After he fully nutted in me for the second time, he got out of me.
Then I felt him laying a kiss on my sweaty forehead.
"I love you and you only, Y/N. I said with words and actions"
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mishacakes · 1 month
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I found this tumblr user who's rottmnt oc is quite similar to yours, like the oc's design is similar to tomiko's, the oc has a similar relationship with their mother like with tomiko and nekomama, the oc also has a battle nexus and working for big mama arc, the oc can also shapeshift, and the oc's mother's design is quite similar to nekomama's
i don't want to say who it is bc it might be rude but I was wondering how you'd feel about this, someone has confronted the user and the user claims that they are not copying and have never heard of you but idk
ok only answering this cause this ask doesn't have the user's @ cause THIS IS NOOOOTTT AN INVITATION TO SEEK OUT OR HARASS THIS USER!!! ANYONE WHO DOES THAT WILL NOT SEE THE LIGHT OF HEAVEN. DO NOT!!!!
yes i am very aware of all of this, and have been for some time. but, here's the thing, i'm like 99.9% sure this person is a kid, and i do not know this person, they are not making money off this character, and anyone with eyes and a brain can see that--despite what they claim--yea they're inspired by tomiko. duh. I would respect them more if they owned up to it, but, hey, what can you do.
I am in my lane, moisturized, unbothered, having fun with my oc that i know is mine, made from love, and drawn from resources I'll gladly say, and not a recolor. they don't affect my life, are not coming for my bag, and at the end of the day i think it's funny. block and move on. end of.
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bludino · 3 months
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My headcanons of the gangs genders/sexualities
I am mentally ill I refuse to stay silent any longer
#1 Pomni- Bi
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Pomni is a depressed, anxious little cat who keeps getting soggy despite her best attempts to get dry. She's so sad and keeps getting knocked down and that feels like the bisexuals I know and love. She probably smokes cigarettes with shaky hands and stares at the wall in the shower. Such a little loser who probably bites. Love her.
#2 Ragatha- trans and lesbian
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Lesbians love sewing!! I thought I was a lesbian and I sewed then!! In honesty I made Ragatha a lesbian bc I can't stand ragatha x Jax I have to stop it at all costs I'm sorry. I feel like she's an elder gay she has such a maternal energy to her. Pomni loves it Ragatha gets the blow dryer when she gets soppy again. Also my impulses are to make every character transgender and same sex attracted.
#3 Jax- trans and gay
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I made him gay so I can have him all to myself. Half jk he's my favorite character so I projected the shit outta him. He's gay and trans because he's got that t-boy swagger and I wish it so.
#4 Gangle- ace/aro
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This one is also projecting. I just think it's funny if Zooble reads through Gangle's 200,000 word novel and they ask her "You're are/ace why are you even into this" and Gangle just shrugs. I think she has a shirt of the contemplative wolf and loves it unironically.
#5 Zooble- genderfluid, pansexual & ace
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Bold to assume Zooble gives a fuck. They feel what they feel when they feel it, a real go with the flow thing. Zooble and Gangle are best friends, they smoke and listen to queen on the grammaphone Zooble has bc they're cool and vintage like that. I fucking love Zooble they're unbothered, moisturized as they can be in a circus hell scape and satisfied.
#6 Kinger- trans and bi
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What a crazed man. Look at him. He's definitely sexually experimented with men before he met his wife but never realized it had a label until Pomni told him. What a wife guy you know Queenie was his whole world he loved her so much. It was breakfast in bed for her everyday. He can't cook though so it's probably fruit loops and frozen waffles. He probably has a homoerotic relationship with Caine where they're both oblivious to how they sound to other people. He's just trans he's always known that. He has chest scars. Don't think of the implications.
# 7 Caine- fuck if I know
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Maybe he's gay. Idk. He really likes Kinger though in some aspect he's into men. He's not supposed to have favorites but he does. He does little things for every character but he likes Kinger wayyyy more.
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thearchercore · 8 months
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i am truly living for the unbothered it girl era of charles. he is really out there doing and posting whatever he wants and he seems to be just in a silly goofy mood of posting meme pictures or right after, a super emotional once in a generation renewal video or a photo with all his trophies with his way of eating up comparisons to lando. truly in his rep era i feel.
he is not out there giving pointless interviews and getting cooked for them. just in his rich little city that he owns, making everyone fall for him and doing his own thing unbothered and moisturized. seems to be in a very good mood also with all the hearts and kisses 👀 (car good charles? is the car good?)
i love this new era he's in. you couldn't have said it better
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punkitt-is-here · 1 year
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it's so interesting to me how you respond to asks - like you don't come across as a people pleaser at all, and don't force a laugh when people try to buddy up to you. like i see you respond to asks sometimes where it seems like the anon is trying to say a form of "some of your followers are SOOO weird but i'm nothing like them lol i'm a cool follower who respects you and you should like me more because of that" and every time your response is like "no the weirdos are fine wdym?" and then you move on. idk if this is insightful or nice to hear but i am intending it in a positive way towards you! like you just give the vibes of someone who is unbothered, moisturized, in your lane, flourishing, etc. and it's nice :)
thank u! i can credit Shanon Strucci directly for their video on parasocial relationships hammering into my head early on that being a people pleaser online leads to boundaries being crossed way too easily. that and watching bo burnham in high school. i appreciate having a really good example early in my online career that was basically like "if you try to make sure everyone who doesn't know you is happy bad shit will happen and it is unhealthy for everyone". i also know that, like, this is MY space and people are coming INTO it and i can easily cultivate it. if people don't like what I got going on, they can leave. folks who try to please me by putting down other people aren't folks i really want to be around anyway.
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