#idk im just scared

[80r1517m8]

in my relationship chart for my troll ocs, i drew out that silnah (left) had black feelings for iaksea (right)

and i also mentioned that silnah was a minor and iaksea was an adult. i have thougjt about portraying the complex romantic feelings that a child will sometimes have for an adult, but most of tje time i just think i won't portray it properly. i have the basic shit down like the adult in this case has no feelings towards the minor and people don't encourage the minor's feelings (and try to reassure them that those feelings aren't healthy) but even then i'm scared that i won't portray it right

i hate pedophiles. pedophiles fuck off and die and then die again this is not pedobait or whatever the fuck and if a minor has feelings for you while you are an adult you should NOT reciprocate those feelings

[kickbutts-singsongs]

I'm biting my nails rn for Arizona there's only like a 7000 vote disparity between Trump and Harris, and they've only counted 50% of the ballots pls pls pls it's gotta turn arounddddd

[kavehpilled]

such a debilitating experience to feel my disease progressing enough that my flare ups are starting to also affect my left side little by little

[junebluues]

is it just me or am i scared of posting stuff on this siteee… i wanna talk about what i’m writing in my freetime or fandoms im in but im TERRIFEDDD like what if i yap too hard（ ; ; ）???

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[7roaches]

sorry that took like an hour i stopped to eat dinner heres my idea

[bunnyboy-juice]

my lovely mutuals and followers and circle of dykes. i am BEGGING YOU to stop reblogging that "NSAIDS while on spiro damages your liver" post. there have been MANY additions in the comments expanding on the risk factors of mixing these medications (and i HIGHLY recommend looking in the comments. @/boringkate assesses the risk beautifully in there, and many others are in the reblogs expanding on the interactions and risks as well). all those aside - the major risk of mixing NSAIDs and any diuretic (not limited to, but including ibuprofen snd spiro) is RENAL (KIDNEY) PROBLEMS!!! NOT LIVER!!! and the most frequent version ive seen to that post does Not do a good enough job clarifying that "renal function" is related to your kidneys, not your liver. there are some effects that will happen on the liver eventually of course, but the premise of the interactions is wrong in and of itself and this kind of misinformation is kind of dangerous to just take at face value/without curiousity

i encourage you to read the actual drugs.com summary on the interactions between NSAIDs and spiro that keeps being referenced in that post (more on this under the cut). it is a moderate interaction manageable with increased hydration (your kidneys love water!) and, if you're taking spiro under the supervision of a doctor, monitoring of your renal function via blood tests. and i understand feeling betrayed learning there are potential interactions between all NSAIDs and diuretics because these risks are often not clearly communicated by doctors themselves, but in the pharmacy and usually in that packet that comes with your meds that most people are more likely to toss than read - but please do not make sudden rapid changes to your healthcare plans or work yourself into a panic on ever taking a pain med ever again based on that post and PLEASE fact check things you read on the internet before spreading it as Health Facts, even if its just looking up what different words mean to understand more of what you're reading. i also really do encourage y'all to read on how kidneys work and this is a really nice overview

the risk of kidney problems mostly occurs if you are (1) taking regular doses of both medications (2) NOT drinking enough fluids (3) not communicating with your doctor about all the medications you are taking. if you are taking spiro as a treatment provided by a doctor and are worried about kidney problems after that post, by all means talk to them and ask about getting a blood test to check your kidneys function/health!! im not discouraging this!! your doctor likely isnt bringing this up in the first place though because (in my cursory glance over the sources) many of these studies cited even in the drugs.com article "specific" to ibuprofen and spiro are about a variety of diuretics interactions with a variety of NSAIDs. the ones that arent paywalled are also either acute case studies about elderly patients on diuretics (so who Already have kidney problems/elimination issues) who developed heart issues after diuretics treatement or observational studies specifically on men in good health ages 20-38 to specifically look at drug interactions in the body. in the more acute cases, with proper management/alternative medications almost every single case was reversible and resolvable. many of these medications in these papers also are ones I have not heard of or taken, so i did look up every single drug i didnt recognize by name references to confirm my initial assumption that the reason this is labeled a Moderate instead of low risk interaction is because All NSAIDS and diuretics have potential interactions (confirmed also that the major effect is that NSAIDS have the potential to reduce the efficacy of diuretics, which leads to fluid and salt retention, which can lead to other issues - namely heart issues in the most extreme cases) with variable effects based on specific combination of the drugs used, the patients specific health, and the dosage (not just the size of dose, but the timing as well).

as an aside: if you habitually are taking frequent (read: daily/scheduled, not a one off for a headache or other body pains) doses of OTC NSAIDs, Regardless of taking diuretics, you NEED to tell your doctor because even though its available over the counter (at least in the US) it is still a major medication in your life/relevant to your physiochemistry!! OTC medications are often overlooked by doctors and people alike because they are seen as ubiquitous and to many doctors OTC pain meds, like NSAIDS, are assumed be used in acute pain situations where the dosage is minimal/infrequent enough it will likely have little to no long term effect with other medications.

[limewashedup]

making my mcytblr debut with some fic-related cletho art!

[pricetagged]

Johnny would give you a massage and call it "tenderising his dinner" in a joking way. Simon would say it flat and dead-eyed and have your skin crawling as he started to mutter 'just like a boneless sirloin' .

He'd be really, really good at it, too - if you'd just relax into it. You'd be all tense and knotty :( and when hed had his fun you'd just hear a raspy 'heheheh' 'only joking, birdie'

[autonomyofadeer]

pass her aroun' like a toy.

! nsfw ! ambessa x sevika x female reader

summary -;- you're a brothel worker, planned to have a night with your regular. but your time seems to be cut short as a woman you were terrified of walks in.

tags -;- dom!sevika, dom!ambessa, really dark, spit roasting, dark aspects, bdsm, passing around sorta, strap usage, slapping/hair pulling, squirting, cigarette burn, initial carving

you're clocking in to your shift at the brothel, greeting babette as you stride to the dressing rooms alongside the bar area. it was a normal day in zaun, no sounds from jinx or her people. no sounds from piltover or whatever they choose to be called. you couldn't be bothered by the current politics.

you slip out of your everyday clothes, adorning your body in a thin lace thong with a bow on the back and a bra that barely covered your perky nipples. you fluff up your hair, reaplying your makeup and adding extra setting spray. you had a session with sevika, knowing her usual, it was gonna be a rough night for you.

babette rings the bell, signaling that she was here for you.

you stroll into your room, pulling back the curtain as your gaze locks on her. her hair is shorter than last time, a new piercing shines in the light below her lip line. you raise an eyebrow at this but you bite back any remarks.

"baby.." sevika coos to you, clouding your mind almost instantly. she lifts her hand, spreading her legs as she curls her finger at you, signaling you to come sit. and of course you abide by her request.

you sit down on her thigh, facing her. "you look pretty.. with the new haircut." you mumble to her as you admire the new prominent blue scar on her cheek. you run your fingers along it, eluding a shiver from her.

she grabs your hand and places a kiss on the top of it. "been needin' you so bad today baby." she practically groans in your ear. she litters kisses and soft bites across your neck as you lean back, a soft moan finding its way out of your mouth. sevika bites down on top of your jugular, causing a spike in your heart rate.

you know she would never hurt you, but it still frightened you. one of the most powerful women of zaun, ever since silco died, right here in your lap. who wouldn't be nervous?

you're suddenly yanked out of your thoughts as you feel teeth graze your nipple. your hands find their place on sevika's shoulders as she continues to suckle on your now hardened nipples.

a damp patch grows in your panties, you start to softly grind against her jeans as you angle your clit just right. she moves her hand onto your hip, halting your movements for a minute before she rolls her thigh upwards. a moan drags from your lips into the air.

"so pretty f'me.." she exhales as she picks up a cigarette, lighting it swiftly as she leans back to take in your disheveled appearance. a faint blush rises on your cheeks.

sevika balances her cigarette netween her lips as she puffs out smoke into your face. it's almost intoxicating.

she flips you up and over in one motion, your ass up and face down in the pillows as she stands up. she faces the couch as she faces her girl.

she moves across the room, you don't dare to look at her due to what happened last time. the faint marks of cigarettes on your thighs remind you just of it all.

the rattling sound of a belt catches your attention, as your panties are suddenly yanked down. "pretty pussys so wet, almost crying yeah?" she coos to you, almost making you feel pathetic as she swipes her index finger up and down your slit.

she collects your slick, bringing it up to her mouth as she moans at your taste. she can't take it anymore as you feel a very thick strap prod at your entrance. it elicits a whimper from your mouth from a slight hint of anticipation.

a loud moan flees your lips as shw pushes in, her hands grasping your hips as she bottoms out with no faults. your pussy was made for her. the sound of sloppy, wet squelching sounds can be heard along with trails of moans and whimpers.

suddenly you hear something that frightens you, the sound of the curtain being pulled back. you quickly tap sevika's thigh quickly from fright. she pulls out, as you sit up fast.

your eyes widen from fear. it was her.

ambessa, warlock, leader, war machine, ambessa fucking medarda. what the fuck was she doing in your room? what was she doing in zaun??

sevikas hips stuttered as she faulters back. she lowers her head, avoiding the powerful womans gaze. you've never seen her sized up before.

"so i see the rumors are true. silco's henchmen run amuck doing this pure filth in their free time while my army is fighting for freedom from your people." ambessa proclaims as she steps forwards until shes infront of you.

she grips your face, her large fingers prodding at your mouth until you're forced to open. your tongue rolls out as a chuckle escapes ambessas lips.

"such a pretty thing. i paid for the hour. i get anything i want yeah?" ambessa asks you as you shakily nod your head.

"sit over there sevika, maybe ill let you join in once you tell me information on that jinx." she commands, her voice filling your ears as sevika sits down in the corner chair. ambessa approaches sevika, pulling out a ball of blue light, a fucking hextech ball. "you move, you speak without being spoken to, anything. and i will load this." she threatens sevika.

your mouth is still pried open, you try to close it until you're met with a harsh slap. the stinging sensation fills your chest. a fat glob of spit lands on your tongue as she looks at you, you understand what she wants so you swallow it quickly.

"so obedient.." ambessa mutters. she lets go of your jaw as she walks around the room. "so.. you wanna talk? maybe then ill go easy on your little toy." she questions sevika.

"not in a million," sevika spits onto ambessas boot, "fucking years." she exencuates the last words. ambessa grabs a strap harness and grabs the largest size possible.

"such a shame that this poor lamb has to endure this because of you.." she tuts at sevika as your face is shoved back into the pillow. a harsh slap is met across the skin of your ass. your whimper fills the air. suddenly you feel familiar silicone pressed against your slit, but it was far larger than sevikas ever used. you try to mutter soft pleas at her but it was to no avail as she starts to push into you.

you claw at the fabric on the couch, tears filling your eyes from the painful stretch. she continues to push forwards as she didn't care what your reaction to it would be, until she bottoms out. a choked sob escapes from your mouth as your tears spill from your eyes. sevika sucks in a breath at the sight, feeling a tinge of sympathy.

suddenly she pulls out, then slams back in against your cervix. it knocks the air out of you as she slams your hips back and forth against her. it wasn't pleasurable for you at all, it was simply a manipulation tactic.

a harsh string of sobs flee from your lips as you beg sevika to help you, not knowing that ambessa has hextech on her. "puh-lease- sev- sevika please- fuck oh please-!"

sevikas heart tugs as she suddenly seems to be spilling words endlessly. "there's gonna be a rally- under the statue of vander. later tomorrow." she mutters out, ambessas pace not slowing down. "everyone who supports jinx is gonna be there." she tells one final time, a soft "tuttut" escapes ambessas lips.

she lifts you up, sitting you down in her lap as her strap stays angled inside you. "see how easy that was.." she strokes your cheek as she wipes away your tears from your cheek. "now now little lamb, no need to waste perfectly good tears." she tells you with a stupid grin on her face, she knows what she's doing to you.

a slight rock of her hips and you find yourself broken. your hands grip on her shoulders as you bury your head in her neck as whimpers and moans of yours fill the air. a large hand snakes down and rubs your clit in sharp circles.

soft praises fill your ears as ambessa draws you closer and closer to finishing. she continues to relentlessly pound into your cervix, bruising your soft spots inside until you're seeing stars.

"now.. if you don't get that brat in line with the rest of them, i will come back and inflict so.. so much worse." ambessa claims to sevika as a small handheld device is pulled out of her pocket. she approaches you in sevikas lap, trailing the tip of whatever she had alongside your back. until she presses down.

a splash of liquid trails along her waist and stomach as your body wracks and heaves. a familiar voice draws you back.

"baby.. baby?" sevika murmurs into your ear, you're curled up in her lap as a damp cloth cleans your lower half.

a sharp scream escapes your lips, a small blade was dragged along your skin. she was carving something into your back for all to see. it was horrifying. as sevika bit her lip, knowing ambessa could and will either kill her or throw her into the pits.

"i hope you've learned your lesson sevika." ambessa says as she finally leaves the room.

blood drips down your back as tears leak from your eyes. the initials 'A, M' now permanently carved into your back.

this made you contemplate your life contract with sevika.

[snipdoodle]

been thinking about a lot lately

i blame her for anything that may happen

[rapidhighway]

sanic ✌ for the au perhaps? idk

[bunnieswithknives]

RAHHHh ok comics done I can post this now!!! He is having the worst possible time

[tubbytarchia]

@mcyt-yuri-week Day 5, Rose/Thorns I never stop thinking about SL episode 8 never ever

[chemilico]

imagine me throwing this at you like that one poster of that one animated Adam Sandler Christmas movie

[flovoid]

‘Just Pretend’

collab with @dejasenti99 !!! RWAGHHH