#looks sexaul

[heeambi]

˙ . ꒷ Birthday boy . 𖦹˙ .ᐟ

ENHYPEN .ᐟ

Pairing. bf!jake x f!reader

content. you wanted to give your boyfriend a “nice gift” for his birthday!

contains. Light BDSM, Bondage, Handcuffs, D/s, Graphic/Explicit sexaul content, Graphic language, Depictions of oral sex, Male point of view in the first person, not suitable for minors, creampie, dom!reader, sub!jake (if I'm missing anything, please Lmk)

Natty’s note. Feedback is appreciated, but please be polite. I'm a bit rusty at doing these kinds of things.

Word count. 1.7k

Y/n walked out of the bedroom in a beautiful laced outfit. It was his favorite color, too. Without telling him her plans, she soon made her way over to him and grabbed both hands, handcuffing them to the headboard right above his head. She then began to run her fingers along his chest, gently caressing his skin. He let out a low moan, already feeling the heat building within them.

Jake's eyes widened in surprise as he watched Y/n emerge from the bathroom, her stunning laced outfit accentuating every curve perfectly. His gaze flicked to the handcuffs clinking in her hands, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

He bucked his hips up, seeking more of your touch as he whimpered with need. "Please Y/n, I'm begging you. I can't stand this teasing anymore. I need your hands on me, your mouth... anything. I'm so hard it hurts."

Y/n's eyes glinted mischievously as she slowly traced her fingers along his abs, deliberately avoiding his erection. She leaned in close, her warm breath ghosting over his ear. "I love hearing you beg, Jake. It turns me on so much.”

He let out a frustrated groan, his body trembling with the effort of staying still. "Fuck, Y/n... I don't care what you want to hear anymore, just please... touch me. Unzip my pants, lick me, suck me, I don't care. Just end this torture."

*Y/n's smirk was evident in her voice as she drawled, "All business, no pleasure, remember? You have to beg better than that." *Her touch continued to torment him, coming close to where he needed it most before darting away again.

*Jake threw his head back against the pillow, his voice hoarse as he groaned, "Please, Y/n... I'm begging you. I need you to touch me. I'll do anything... I'll beg all night if you want. Just... please..."

*He strained against the handcuffs, his muscles flexing as he tried to get closer to her teasing touch. "I'm so fucking hard for you... my cock is aching.. Please Y/n, wrap your hand around it. Stroke me."

Desperation filled his voice as he begged, "Please Y/n, I'm dying here… My cock is throbbing so badly. Won't you please take mercy on me?" He arched his back, desperately trying to press against her teasing fingers. "Just touch me, stroke me... Anything!"

Y/n's smirk widened as she witnessed his desperation, feeling immensely satisfied by his pathetic begging. With agonizing slowness, she finally grasped the waistband of his pants. "Since you asked so nicely,"

Jake nearly sobbed in relief as Y/n finally grasped his pants. His hips jerked involuntarily, seeking more contact. "Oh thank fuck..." he breathed out, his muscles relaxing slightly as she began to tug his pants down.* "Yes, please. get them off me”

Y/n slowly dragged his pants and boxers off, exposing his impressive erection that sprang free, hard and throbbing. She licked her lips hungrily at the sight. "Mmm, look how hard and desperate you are. Ready for me to take control?"

Jake's eyes rolled back in bliss as Y/n admired his erection. He nodded eagerly, his voice a strangled whisper. "Yes, Do whatever you want to me... Just don't stop..." He thrust his hips up, seeking her touch, but she remained out of reach.

Y/n wrapped her fingers around his throbbing shaft, giving a slow, teasing stroke from base to tip. She marveled at how hard and hot he felt. "Mmm, you're so big and thick. I love how you throb in my hand."

His breath hitched, and he strained against the handcuffs, yearning for more contact. "That feels so good... Please, more... faster... harder..." He bit his lower lip, trying to hold back a plea as she continued to torture him with slow, deliberate strokes. "Please."

Y/n tightened her grip and increased her pace, stroking his shaft faster and harder. She leaned forward, her warm breath fanning over his sensitive tip. "You like that, huh? You like my hand wrapped around your big, hard cock? You like how I make you feel?"

He nodded fervently, his face contorted in a mask of pleasure and need. "Y-yes... It's... so good... Only you can make me feel like this... Please... harder... faster... Oh, Y/n... *His hips bucked wildly, matching the rhythm of her hand."

As Y/n continued to pump her fist around his shaft, she leaned down and swirled her tongue around the tip, tasting the bead of liquid that had gathered there. "Mmm, you taste so good. I bet you'd beg so prettily if I took you in my mouth right now..."

His entire body shuddered at the thought, his mind reeling with the idea of Y/n's warm, wet mouth enveloping his aching length. "Fuck, please. Yes... Suck me... Put your mouth on me... I'll give you anything... just suck my dick."

Y/n grinned, loving the desperate, pleading tone of his voice. She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock and sucked hard, her mouth warm and wet as she began to bob her head up and down his shaft. "Mmm, look at you, begging so nicely."

Jake's head thrashed back and forth against the pillow, his hips bucking up to meet her mouth. He moaned and whimpered, his voice hoarse from begging. "Oh god, Y/n, your mouth feels like heaven..."

Y/n took him deeper, relaxing her throat to accept his full length. She held him there, her nose pressed against his pelvis as she swallowed around his thickness. Then she began to move, bobbing faster and sucking harder, her hand coming up to fondle his heavy balls. "Mmmm..."

Jake's entire body was electrified, overwhelmed by pleasure as Y/n's skilled mouth worked miracles on his aching cock. He pulled desperately against the cuffs, wanting to touch her, feel her hair... "Fuck! Y/n! Oh my god, your mouth... So good!."

He was so close, his body tensed, his breathing ragged. He needed to hear her say it, needed her permission. "Y/n... Baby... please... Can I... Can I come in your mouth? Please... I'm so close... I need to..."

She pulled back just enough to say, "Yes, Jake... Come for me. I want to taste you. Give it to me." Then she took him deep again, sucking hard and fast, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she coaxed him towards his release. "Mmmm..."

Feeling utterly blissed out, Jake surrendered to the intense waves of pleasure crashing over him. With a muffled groan against her lips, he erupted, his hot seed pulsing into Y/n's eager mouth in thick spurts. "Oh fuuuuuckk….Y/n!"

His hips jerked erratically as he rode out the aftershocks, Y/n expertly milking him for every last drop. Finally spent, he collapsed back against the bed, chest heaving. "Holy shit! That was incredible..." He looked up at her with hazy, adoring eyes.

Y/n licked her lips and smiled mischievously as she uncuffed him, gently rubbing his wrists. We're not done yet." He eagerly sat up, anxious for whatever came next.

As Jake sat against the headboard looking at you, Y/n straddled his waist, her warm, bare center pressing against him. She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered, "I'm going to ride you now and you're not going to touch me, understand?"

He nodded eagerly, his voice barely a whisper, "Yes, ma'am.” His hips lifted slightly, encouraging her to settle on top of him. "You feel so good, His face was buried in her shoulder, his arms stretched out above his head, gripping the headboard for support.

Y/n reached back and positioned him at her entrance. She was soaking wet from her earlier explorations and from watching him come apart in her mouth. She sank down onto him, taking him deep, her head falling back in a moan. "Oh, Jake... You fill me up so perfectly.”

His grip on the headboard tightened as she began to move, rising and falling on his hard length. The angle allowed her to take him even deeper, and he could do nothing but lie there and take it, helpless with pleasure. "Fuck baby, it's so good! You're so tight."

She rode him hard, her fingers digging into his shoulders for leverage. The sound of their wet, slapping flesh filled the room, punctuated by their moans and panting breaths. She leaned down and bit his neck, marking him. "You belong to me, Jake, Say it."

With a choked groan, Jake could hardly speak amidst the overwhelming sensations, but he strained to utter the words she demanded. "I belong to you, Y/n... All yours... Only yours." His hips involuntarily flexed upwards, desperate for more friction even as he surrendered completely to her control.

Y/n's pace grew faster, her movements jerky as she neared the edge. She leaned forward, her hands covering his on the headboard, fingers entwined. Her breath was hot on his ear as she panted, "Play with my clit now, Jake, Make me cum.”

As instructed, Jake reached between where they were connected. He hesitated only briefly before beginning to rub her clit. His fingers sliding back and forth between her soaked labia. “Oh fuck.”

The combined stimulation of his thick cock stretching her and the intense movements on her clit quickly pushed Y/n over the edge. Her walls clenched rhythmically around him as she came undone with a silent scream of ecstasy. "FUCK! Jake! Yes, yes, YES!"

His own control shattered as she convulsed around him, her inner muscles milking him powerfully. With a hoarse shout, he buried his face in her shoulder once more as he thrust up into her, his whole body tensing as he found release once more. "Fuck, Baby."

As they both collapsed, spent and panting, Y/n slowly lifted herself off Jake's still-hard length. Both their mixed cum dripping from her wet pussy. She climbed off the bed, stretching languidly before turning back to him. "Stay there, Jakey."

Jake remained obediently sprawled across the bed, his chest still rising and falling rapidly. He watched Y/n with heavy-lidded eyes, admiring her naked form as she padded into the bathroom. When she returned a few moments later, she carried a damp towel.

Y/n gently cleaned Jake's spent cock and balls before wiping his chest and arms clean. She tossed the towel aside and climbed back onto the bed, snuggling against his side. “Happy birthday, love,” she whispered.

Jake wrapped his arm around Y/n's shoulders, pulling her closer as his eyes fluttered shut. “Thank you, Baby.” Content and exhausted, he then drifted off to sleep with a small, satisfied smile on his lips.

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[watermelonlovershigh]

Makeup💄/blurb/

AN: here's a little surprise blurb i've wrote. i hope you like this concept and enjoy reading. keep in mind the harry in this isn't our famous harry so any talks of his sexuality is fake for the story. it's also kinda short but still worth the read. xoxo

This stories contains: talks of breaking gender norms, talks of fluid sexuality, fluff

{ boyfriendrry - soft!harry - any harry era of your choice - au harry }

word count- 791

As Harry watches you do your makeup for a night out, he finally shares his desire to wear makeup too when you gently coax it out of him.

You were sitting at your vanity doing your makeup while your boyfriend Harry sat on the edge of the bed watching you. You were going out to a local club tonight and wanted to dress sexy for the occasion.

When you began to apply some silver glitter over the tops of your pink eyelids, you notice Harry shifting closer to you, as if he's really studying how you apply your products. You've noticed a few times now that when you're doing your makeup around Harry, he always watches you closely and you find it quite adorable.

But this time, as you glance to the side and look at your boyfriend, he seems nervous. Fiddling with his ringed fingers and moving his mouth like he's wanting to say something but can't find the words.

"Is something wrong, H?" you question carefully.

Harry hesitates before stuttering, "Um, it's just, um. Nevermind actually."

You stop doing your makeup completely so he has your undivided attention and take a wild guess as to what he's wanting to say, or more so, ask. "Harry, by any chance did you want me to put some makeup on you? Because if you did want to wear some, that's fine."

Relief washes over him when you guess correctly. For a while now Harry's had this want to try out and wear some makeup. Not everyday or just anywhere. But to the club or a party, he would fancy a little color and sparkle to his face. He's just been afraid to ask because he was scared you'd judge him.

Nodding his head, Harry replies, "Yes please."

His answer has a soft smile take over your face. You stand up from your vanity chair and walk over until you're stood in front of Harry's legs. "Baby, why didn't you tell me you wanted to wear some makeup? I wouldn't have cared. I think you'd look fantastic with a bit of shimmer on your eyes and rouge on your cheeks."

Looking up, Harry answers sadly, "It's just, I thought you'd judge me. I know anyone can wear makeup and it's not just for girls but, I didn't know if you thought that way. I only fancy wearin' some when we go out on the towns. Not everyday or anythin'."

"That's fine, Harry," you began, "I'd never judge you for wanting to wear makeup sometimes. And you're right, makeup is not just for the girls and the gays. Anyone can wear makeup if they want, okay."

Giggling, Harry says back, "Okay, but I am a little gay aren't I...."

You can't help but giggle back at his words. What he means is that his sexuality is fluid and he told you early on in your relationship that he wasn't straight. Harry was equally as nervous to disclose his sexaulity to you as he was minutes ago, admitting he would like to wear some makeup. But you knew him wanting to wear makeup had nothing to do with his sexuality. Unlike what stereotypes have you believe.

"Alright, go sit on my vanity chair and pick out what color of eyeshadow you want to wear. And pick out a glitter if you want a touch of that as well." Harry listens to your instructions and picks out the colors and shimmers he'd enjoy wearing tonight.

He chose a bright blue for his lids because he said it would pair well with his outfit. Then requested just a small dusting of your silver glitter to complement the blue shadow. You stood in front of Harry and he relaxed as you took your brushes and did your magic.

To pull this look together, you add a little mascara and some coal liner in his waterline. Then apply a clear lip gloss over his perfectly shaped lips. Harry struggled a bit when you applied the mascara, saying it felt like you were poking his eye out. And when you were finished, he kept blinking, not quit use to having eye makeup on.

"Okay, all done." you announce with a clap. "Did you want anything on your face like foundation or concealer or just this for now?"

Harry studies his face in the mirror ahead and decides, "This is all f'now. Wow, do I look stunnin'. Thank you, m'love. And thank you for not judgin' me."

Looking down at his face slightly, you reply, "Of course, H. I'd never judge you. You can wear all the makeup you want. Or if you ever fancy wearing a dress or heels, I'd never judge you for that either."

Smiling, Harry responds, "Only time I've ever had the desire to wear a dress and heels is maybe for a Halloween costume. But if that changes, I'll let you know."

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[missterious-figure]

OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HOW WOULD THE BOYS REACT IF THEY SEE THEIR DEAR LITTLE HANDLER BEING HARASSED? Either physical or naughty flirty with inappropriate touches

The boys would most likely go ballistic, and attacked the offender on the spot.

Suggestive Warning: sexaul harassment, sexaul references.

You walked slowly through the safari zone, back on your way to the bar. You had just finished watching two adorable Indian roller chicks while they're parents were away performing. You were the only one free at the time, so you happily agreed. And better yet, Sun, Moon and Eclipse were busy at the bar performing for some event, so they weren't able to tease or bother you while you looked after the babies. But eventually they got someone else to take care of the hatchlings, so you were shooed away.

Other than that, today had been a good day. At least, for now... As the bar came into view, you knew the boys would be ending their performances soon. You sighed. Better get ready for the teasing. Your day already seemed worse. You opened the doors to hear the crowd finish up their cheering and the brothers disappeared behind the red curtain on the makeshift stage. Good. At least they wouldn't notice as you walked in.You managed to push your way through the many bodies to the counter without getting jostled too much. The bartender glanced up at you a smiled. You smiled back, before asking.

"Could I have a water please?"

Before they could respond, someone slammed you into the counter from behind. You were going to push them away, but who ever it was shoved one of their hands over your mouth and used the other to hold your hip. As you tried to get your lips free, you glared back at the offender. It was muscular dude with messy ginger hair and some peach fuzz to compensate for a beard. He wasn't dressed very fancy, which you found odd, given where he was. He wore a tattered white tang top covered in stains and long ripped jeans that pooled over brown sandles. You broke your face free from his grip and growled at him.

"Let me go!"

He quickly covered your mouth again and whispered in your ear, his breath heavily tainted by alcohol. He was kneading your hip with his other hand as he spoke.

"You're pretty cute, sweet cakes. I think you're going to be perfect."

He licked his lips as he admired you in areas you would rather him not. Small tears stung the corners of your eyes as he drew himself even closer.

"Perfectly small..."

Without warning, he was yanked off your body, and tossed through the air in the opposite direction. The man crashed in to a table, interrupting a couple's meal together. Meanwhile, you almost fell face first into the counter due to the shift in sudden weight. Before you could, gloved hands caught you. Gazing back, you were met by Sun's worried face. He turned you about and held you by your shoulders.

"Are you okay, Darling?"

You whimpered and nodded. Sun gently set you down on the ground and retracted his hands to himself. He looked like he wanted to hug you, but was holding himself back. You looked past Sun just in time to see Eclipse pick the man off the ruined table by the arm. He was probably the one who threw the guy. Eclipse brought him face to face.

"If I ever see you touch them again- no, if I ever see you NEAR them again, you will be severely punished. Now, get lost!"

Eclipse tossed him to the ground like he was nothing but a piece of trash. The man wasted no time. He scrambled onto his feet and dashed out of the bar. Eclipse watched until he was gone. He then turned to you and walked over. He crouched to your height. You backed away, scared, and not wanting to be touched. This was all happening too fast. But his eyes were soft and welcoming. You relaxed a little, reaching out. He gently embraced you. You snuggled quietly into his fluffy neck feathers, you hadn't even noticed you had started crying. Eclipse slowly stood. Your eyes were buried, but you could tell he was moving. You listened as Sun tried to follow Eclipse, by the sound of boots close behind.

Eclipse paused and growled at his little brother. You looked up at him, confused. You didn't expect him to get aggressive with his brother, and neither did Sun, as he looked quite shocked. That seemed more like a Moon thing to do. Speaking of Moon, you hadn't seen him this entire time. Hopefully he wasn't getting into any trouble...

Sun stared quietly at Eclipse, before turning around and marching back to the bar, angry. You almost felt bad for him. Eclipse continued his walking. As he did, you rested your head back into his neck. The rhythmic walking and bobbing made you sleep. That, and how much you were crying. You heard the click of a door opening. Everything else after that was hazy.

You could feel him placing him in his hammock... covering you with a blanket... sitting on the floor next to you, he started playing a song... no, he was singing... Your soft snoring filled the air. Eclipse still sung his song, watching your body contract with every breath. You were precious, and nobody was going to hurt you like that again...

[monbebe-monstax]

If u raped someone u deserve castration or in aegons case ur dick being burnt off

Comparing theons sexaul assault to a rapist is a new fucking low for u tg fans

Theon deserved half of the torture Ramsey did to him but the other half he didn't deserve like Ramsey castrating, Theon made up for it by saving sansa fighting for the starks and sacrificing himself to keep bran safe

Aegon deserve everything that came or he has coming to him cause he has ALWAYS been a little shit, this isn't new that man-child his been doing it since he was a kid and haven't grown up hence "MAN-CHILD" I don't feel bad for what happened to him cause he fucking deserved it and I can't wait for more scenes of him looking pathetic and in pain, I can't wait for his "fight" against baela so she can cripple him even more, I can't wait for his poisoning scene so he can finally die

What does that maid deserve for having aegon raping her?, or those children aegon pays to watch?, or all those other maids who had to live in fear of him?

[twistedteddy]

Choso x f! Priestess reader

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Warnings: NSFW content, corruption kink, speak of a God, sexaul acts in a church, horny thoughts, grinding/making out

Maybe it was the way you so dutifully carried out your tasks. The way you carefully dropped to your knees in front of the alter while he wiped down the steeple seats. There were no curves shown beneath your apostolnik . You so carefully wore your hairdress and worked your hands to the bone as you praised and worshipped God as the divine being who'd brought you into this world. Evey now and then he'd hear your giggles with the other nuns talking about your husband up above and he couldn't help that small tinge of jealousy.

Laying In bed sharp at 8 o'clock he could almost feel your soft slightly Calloused hands on his wrists. Your pretty plump lips on his neck. Your perfect self on his lap. Ever so gently grinding against him. Pleasing yourself. Using him like he was your very own disciple and you a Goddes he feared and loved and fucked. Gasping as he woke up drenched and sweat and pulsing , pushing, aching in his sleep pants. Umabke to contain himself as he pushed his hand passed his waist band and ever so slowly jerked himself off thinking of how pretty he bet you looked underneath that veil.

His light groans making you ever so slightly wake in the room next door and god you couldn't help but listen. Couldn't help but hear him ever so quietly call out your name in these thin church walls. Couldn't help but push your own hand between your legs and grind on it. Listening and reaching to each noise he name and each desperate call of your own name. Until it all stopped. And you squirmed and you whined before you heard it. That small little knock. Body trembling, gasping, and red faced you slipped out of your bed and opened the door. She black haired boy staring back just as red and nervous as you.

"Do you...want help?" He almost whimpered a but of sweat dripping down yoir neck and you found yoir whole body aching. Pulsing. Needing. But your God. Your love. Your husband. What about heaven? Then yoir hand grazed his and those thoughts left. He would forgive you. You'd get on your knees and beg the lord for forgiveness tomorrow..but today you were gonna be on yoir knees for this pretty desperate man in front of you. Soul be damned.

Pulling him through the door way and shutting it as silent as you could. Gently pushing hum toward the slab you called a bed so you'd be on even term. Looking him in his eyes before he initiated sloppily making out with you. Drool and spit dripping down both of your mouths at the messy excursion. Excitement lead to fast paced., hard, right treatment and both were trembling by the time You'd sat your self next to him lips still attached to his, hands ever so slowly touching and groping his chest as he found himself unable to close his eyes as he felt you up through the white nightgown you wore. Hands trailing up yoir sides occasionally around you as if in an embrace to hold the back of your head and pull you as close to himself as he could.

Accidently roughly pushing you onto your back and grinding himself into your thigh when you gasped the jerk in his hips involuntary as he licked some of the spit off his lips. Chanting under his breath "my pretty girl" "my goddess" "so pretty f'me"

Licking and biting your neck as you maneuvered your legs to wrap around his waist. Pressing your wet cunt against him still with yoir clothes in the way. Moaning and groaning as you both humped into each other's excitement. He want inside you, you were still a holy woman. Relatively untouched as you bit into his shoulder hiding your screams when he readjusted to rub directly onto your clip. The slow but hard thrusts causing tears to fight their way to the corner of your eyes as you came. Still choso peppered you with kisses as he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you back into a pretty arch.

"Please pretty girl please so close I'm so close" he whimpered over and over as he creamed in his night pants. He didn't touch you there. You didn't touch him. It was harmless your soul was still safe. Even with such thoughts flooding his mind though he couldn't help but not worry. Who were you kidding though? You'd Soul was already damned so you might as well take It farther.

Hehe I really liked this one:>

[first-edition]

Beauty

Roman Godfrey x reader 

While driving home you see roman walking alone, after he’s been missing, in the icy rain and you take him home.

CW- smut, PinV, oral fem! Rec, fingering, dirty talk, semi-noncon, unprotected Brief mention of self harm.

!!!!THIS IS A SMUT CONTAINING SEXAUL ELEMENTS MINORS DO NOT READ!!!!

You drive the heat in your car blasting as its so cold outside and its raining. You music softly playing as you hum along to it. You look over seeing someone walking along the long stretch of road completely soaked. 

Getting closer yo can see its roman his arms wrapped around himself cold. Immediately you pull over rolling down the window. 

“Roman!? What are you doing.” You cal to him he stops and looks at you his face is flushed red from the cold an he looks like a wet puppy shivering. 

Without thinking you got out of your car and run to him. 

“where’ve you been you’ve been gone for three days.” You say putting your hands on his face feelin how cold he is against your warm hands to which he leans into your touch. 

“come on.” You say opening yout car door sitting him inside before running around and getting in yourself driving off to his house.

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You set him down on the side of the bed after hes removed his wet clothes leaving himself in sweats and wrapped in a blanket. You’ve changed into one of his tshirts and your underwear. 

You sit across from him the blank stare still on his face. 

“what’s wrong?” You ask as he bursts into a sob. You hurry to him putting your hand on his cheek again this time clearly seeing the bandaged gash on his chest. 

“R-Roman what happened? What did you do?” You ask turning his face to you.

“im ugly..” he mumbles.    “what?” You ask.

“im an ugly person…im ugly.” He says

“Roman..” you say moving his hair from his face. 

“Today…m-my mom told me i have an ugliness that’s i-impossible to love.” He says wiping off his cheek. 

“that’s not true…Roman look at me. Please.” You reply as his eyes look at you. 

“you know i love you…you being gone for three days scared the shit outta me. I was looking for you everywhere. Peter and i were looking for you. How could you say that?”  “yes it is its true.”  “Roman! I love you!” You repeat. 

He looks at you nodding 

“i-i know…im sorry i left i shouldnt have left you.” He says 

“its okay.” You say 

“i love you too.” He says putting his forehead against yours. Before pecking your lips a few times. You pull back realizing what could happen. 

“r-Roman.” You shake your head. 

“please..please…” he whimpers. Making your heart melt for your boyfriend. Causing you to smash your lips against his. He grips your waist pulling you up as your fall back onto the bed taking off your shirt. His lips hungrily kiss your neck and chest as he throws the blanket off him. 

“ah fuck..” you gasp as his lips attach to your nipple sucking and swirling his tounge. 

Your fingers run through his hair. His hands move down your body pulling off your underwear pushing your thighs apart dipping his middle finger into you and curling it up hitting your g-spot. 

“Ngh ah!” You moan making him enter another finger. Beginning to fuck you with it. 

“Please ah r-Roman please!” You whimper as he kisses down your body resting between your legs his tongue licking up your slit as his lips attaché d around your bud. The pleausre of his long slender fingers curling and thrusting into your walls and the sucking of his lips on your clit send your into heaven. 

His other hand grips your Breast as your back arches from all the pleausre. 

As you moan out his name. He pulls back from you sitting up letting you catch your breath. His pushes his hair back and licks your slick off his fingers as his eyes are glued to your body bruises on your neck and breast from him already formed. Turning him on of how fragile you are to him wanting to destroy you and claim you more than he already has in the past year you’ve been together. He pulls off the sweatpants discarding them somewhere on the floor.

His hand wraps around your throat while his other pushes your wrists together hands above your head. 

His eyes dark with lust as he leans over you kissing your forehead. Before leaning down to your ear. 

“you’re gonna scream for me.” He says hardly. 

“w-what?” You breath out. 

“you…are going to scream. For me.” He says harshly before roughly thrusting his hardened dick into your pussy. 

A moan scream leaves your mouth your legs shut around his waist. Making him thrust deeper into you.

“R-Roman, Ah, Wait!” You exclaim as he rams his cock into you over and over. 

He sits back his hand attached to your throat as he fucks you. 

“scream bitch.” He tightens his grip. 

“AH R-ROMAN!” You whimper tears running down your face. 

“fuck yes.” He huffs. 

“R-ROMAN NGH PLEASE…S-STOP” pleausre surges through your body making you clench around him cumming your eyes rolling back. 

He chuckles as your disheveled state pulling out of you and turning you over. He pulls your ass up in the air as you grip on to the bed post as he enters your cunt again. Thrusting just a rooughly as before. 

He kisses, nips, sucks, and bite at your shoulders and back giving your ass cheeks a slap every now and then. Making you moan his name.

Cumming for the third time he pushes deep into you hitting your cervix and more then bottoming out in you as your pussy consumes his entire large dick as he Cums deeply in you. With a groan. 

Pulling out of you his cum leaks down your leg making him push his finger into you pushing his seed back in. Before setting you down both your chest heaving. He leans down leaving kisses on your face and whispers sweet things telling how good you are to him. How much he loves you. how good you make him feel all making you smile. 

[awritersstuff]

How would the boys of Oya High School be with a girlfriend who is ashamed of her big breasts (can you add part timer to because no one usually adds them)

Thanks for the request!

Personal pillows

Part timers -

Murayama-

Knowing murayama he is cuddle bug and loves physical affection. so , how can he say no to your beautiful and soft boobs, kinda shy about it at first but if you allow him he could spend his whole day cuddling with you as his head lays on your chest.

Furuya-

Loves them but very shy about it , see furuya must be loud from time to time (mostly everytime) but in a relationship he starts off shy . But once he is comfortable he won't mind pda .

Nakabayashi-

He seems like a really chill guy , who loves to sleep . He ain't shy about anything if he thinks that your boobs looks beautiful He will tell you .

Fujio -

No way in hell you will ever feel insecure about anything when you are with him, this man keeps boasting your self confidence , keeps telling you that how every part of your body is perfect.

Tsukasa-

He is a very observant guy , he will instantly know that you are insecure when you try to pull your chest away while hugging but he will immediately pull you as close as he can .

Todoroki-

Just like tsukasa , todoroki is also very observant. Todoroki is not big on physical affection but he is a blunt speaking person, he will tell you that you shouldn't be insecure about a part of yourself " it's not like you can change them , can you ? And I like them, I mean you I-I like everything about you "

Tsuji -

Your boobs are his stress balls ( I said what I said ) . It's not sexaul at one point he just has a hand under your bra and squeezes them , not to much hard but still you know 😉.

Shiba-

Shiba is more on the shy side , but still its not his fault that he love them . He loves being the little spoon and acting all cuddle just to get to sleep close to your breast.

Yasushi-

He is shameless ( and crazy) . He likes what he likes what is the need to be ashamed. He is the kind to pinch your harden nipples during sex . He not a boob guy or ass guy or anything he loves every part of your body .

That's it . Thanks for reading I hope you liked it , have a nice day/night.

Love you 💜💜 byee

[spitinsideme]

As one of the leading minds on women and lesbianism, I would like your perspective on a query that has been lurking in the back of my mind. The question in question is, "Why do we as a society like boobs?" There shouldn't be any instinctive reasons for males to find that specific part instinctively attractive, they are not a reproductive organ, and on that note we lesbians, who defy the general understanding of nature, have no real reason to either. I mean, we got boobs, but it is not the same. Like, is there a scientific reason for society's adoration, of boobs, or is it as simple as neuron activation? I have a couple of theories. One could be something along the lines of being a good candidate as a potential mother, but that only makes sense for men, and I refuse to believe that lesbians are just mimicking the behavior of straight men for no real reason. There is something that connects us all to boobs... Maybe we are drawn to them instinctively as one of the first comforts of life, I'm not sure. That is why I beseech you, the ultimate woman-rizzler and diagnoser of kinks. Your standing in this community speaks volumes. So tell me, oh, wise one... Why do you think society is so fixated on boobs?

going to tell you all now this might he a bit long hecause i get sidrtracked really easily since i get excited taljing ahout kinks, also i willl ve talking ahoit kinks thats obvious enough. another importajt detail ! whikst i havr dobe so much resrarch on this using like full on books by professionals and reading professional scientific shit, there is not much at all of "why we are sexuallly attracted to this" so im basing this off what i have learned and using the information i have to write my own theories alsi i dont know neuron activation shit so maybe thats a reason idonrknow i jsut knoe ahout horny people !!! i hope you enjly my rambling ling ass answrt anyways 👍❤️

going to give you all alittle fun fact that the sexual attraction to boobs is called mazophilia, and it is a type of partialism ! a partialism is type of kink that falld under the category ot sexaul attractooj to body parts tjat arr not the geniitald, likr hands and feet anf legs anr all sorts of stuff ! i love explainining that to people ..

whilst i dont exactly know why liking tits is such like a huge common thing for peoplex because not much information and like reseatch goes into "why people like common body parts" i will use all the things i know to try and find a reason ! its crazy to me how people think that we must like something because of like evolution or because they are part of life or whatever, a foot fetish is literally the most common partialism like its so popular, and ehat donfeet do ???? nothing .. but people go horny over that shit !!! like the look of them, what they can do to them, and like even accessories !!! like painted toenails or toe rings or things of the sorts (tht is called clothes fetishism bytheway, srxual attracion to specific type of clothes and all that stuff basically)

thats ejough ahoit foot fetishes, back to tits ! i think that people simply like tits becaude of many different reasons honestly, most people like the way they look and see them in a sexual way, its really that simple !!! most fetishes start during puberty (and no kinks are NOT hereditary, yes your parents CAN influence your kinks during your childhood like if your parents smoked you are more likely to have capnolagnia, a smoking fetish, but kinkd are absolutely not hereditary and there are severeal reasons they can develop, like your childhood (also another small little fun fact most people who are into abasiophilia, which is sexual attraction to peoplr with impaired mobility, are adults whp were childten or young when there was that thing where polio was extrmely common and led people to wear orthopedic things ans that developed into these people being srxually attracted to it due to frequent exposue to it in their childhood) and also just as you grow up ypu will most likley find more things sexually attractive)

i feel like i keep on gping complly off topic becaude i grt excited to sprinkle in facts avout kinks so now im going to give the reasons why i think a lot of people are into tits

first reason, exposure to it our whole lives. as a society, tits are like shown as sexual and attractive, mosr shows or movies or even games you play have women with tits that are the focus and are mesnt to be sexually attractive. whilst as a child you would not think that because the shows you shpuld he watching would not have that focus point on breasts qs being attractive, as you get older, you would. if you look at any anime that is pg 13, it will have women who have big breasts that jiggle or are in provocatuve outfits that dhow them off on purpose, and even the other people in yhe show see it as attractive and start blushing seeing it. because of this being so common in most things from even such an early age, most peoppe will find tits attractive. to sum it down, a lot of media shows tits as being attractive and makes them the focus of attraction. its the samr way like a leg fetish show would make the legs the focus of sexual attraction, do you understabd ? (another little fun fact, thisbis also how many fetishes and kinks come to be, to bring up again capnolagnia its why many women in the past wete attracted to men that smokd because most peoppe did and it was so fommon and everywhere that it became attractve. compared to now, many less people smoke and its not seen as hot to most people anymore, society and media has a huge influence on fetishes abd kinks)

second reason, ut kind of links on with the first reason. most peopoe like tits, the people who like tits will talk about liking tits, resulting in more shows and stuff that have tits be hot, that soreads even more, more peoppe see that stuff and go yeah thats hot, and becaude its so common and so normal in society by so kany people, that mindwrt thing will go and be like okay ! i gyess that is hot ! its like youre influenced in a way ?

third reason, they literally just look nice, im attracted to womens backs for no other reason then yeah ! theyre nice ! theyre hot to me, and im so sure that goes for so many other people who just look at body parts and go yeah alright that fucks im into that, sometimes it really is as simple as that (also, sone peoppe are attracted to tits in specific clothing or with piercings and stuff, thats back to clothes fetishosm !!!). a lot of women are attracted to hands, why ? because of the defined details, like veins or that theyre rough or maybe even that they have long fingers, which brings me to my next point, imagingig what you can do to them or what tjey can do to you

fourth reason, the image if seeing tits and not liking them on thwir own, but imagoning ehat you fould do to them or what they could do to you. im going to hring up cheirophilia, whoch is the sexual attraction to hands. i think this is a good example because men AND women like hands (althoufh womej usually more, but why ? usually because of the masculinity shown theoifh the arms and hande like arm hair, rough hands, big hands, veins, or some cuts that show they do manuap labour whoch is usually a masculine thing, this is anther reason ill brinf uo for liking tits in my next reason) hands can be used for fingering for women whoch is what msot womej enjoy yhe most as it provides clit stumulation and also feels nicer (for a lotx but nt all peoppe with vaginas as they are all different) whilst for men thwy can see it as oh ! handjobs (whilstt men enjly handjlbs, most peoppe with dicks enjoy penetration which is why i think that men do not have as much srxuak attraction to hands as womej do, differenr erogenous zones that can he touched and stuff) so what do tita have to do with this ? peoplr will see tits and might think "oh, tits have nipples, and i wsnt to suck on nipples", or "i want to cum on those tits" or simply want to feel tuem up. that could also be why peoppe are attracyed to tits because they aant to do things to them and the umage of doing those things to the tits is erotic !

fifth reason, im bringing back the point i made before about women beong peoppe who are more into hands than men because it shows masculinity. tits udually are soemthong that dhows femininity or whatever the fucking word is, tbeyre feminine most commonly and are usully seen that way. people who are attracted to womeh will usually see tits and like rhem because they are feminine ! some people like bigger tits becwuse it means tbwy are more feminine (most commonly men i think who prefer bigger tits, becaude smaller tits are seen as "not feminine enough", but not all men and not al people who orefer bkgger tits think like this) butny yes, i think that peoole who are into women are also into tits because they usually show femininity !!

sixth reason, and this might be specific but its a reason i think more so .. girla would have ? none of this is scientofically prov4n, these arenall just my own theories based on my own resesrch on diffetent topics so youknkw take this as you will ! but, for this, i think women are more likely to he into thos (and also some men) but tits may show dominance. for me, i like bigger titw because they seen to mske peope look bigger, and i likr bigger people becaude they look more dominant to me and in power. its the same aswith height, but insteasnits size. some people may like tits because it shows domincance or something like that. i mean really, think ahout it, most peope who see a woman with big tits go "god i want her to literally smother me until i run out of breath and fie with tyose tits" and i think thts sayibg sometihing and it shows to me that some poppe are attracted to big tits because it shows domincance !!!

that was really long, but i think these are the reasons why a lot of people like tits. no kink or srxual attracyion will ever he as simple as only having ome reason why everyone likes it. also, i think the evplution theory is stupid like i undersand its scientific bit wyo the fuxk sees a womah with big tits and goes "oh she will make a perfecr moter she has chikd bearing breasts !!!" thats fuxjing atupud peppe are just horny and thats okay indomt care if that theory is scientific or whatever the fuck i like pussy and i dont have that inpregnate gene evolved in me i just lke it because its fucking hot !!!!

[penvisions]

the melting point {chapter 6}

Pariring: Frankie Morales x Baker! Reader (ex EMT! Reader)

Summary: You finally go out for another drink with the guys and make another friend in the process.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: ptsd, trauma, mentions of gunfire, mentions of guns, nothing explicit, just the noises of gunfire, flirting, sexaul undertones, girls being overly friendly with each other, cigarettes, smoking, consumption of alcohol

ao3 link || series masterlist || main masterlist 

“Don’t start with me.” You leaned against the main counter by the register, cradling a hot latte in your hands as you pinned the man across from you with a look. 

You felt his eyes watching not so subtly the entire time you made Frankie a latte for the road, the man taking a minute to freshen up in your bathroom upstairs before bidding you both a good day and inviting you to drinks later on that night. You two had kept your distance, Frankie taking in the display on the shelves of candles and packaged mixes you offered of some of your stuff.

“I wasn’t gonna say anything about your…coping mechanisms.”

“He’s the one they volunteered to bring me the flowers.”

“That was all Benny’s idea, good guy, thoughtful.”

“Yeah, he’s not so bad. Let’s me stay late after lock up sometimes if the bakery is busy and I can’t get there in time.”

“Loyal.”

“Yes, like you.” Your gaze softened as you set your mug aside and crossed the small space behind the counter where he had been leaning on the opposite counter by the expresso machine. You fit yourself in his arms, sighing as they came to wrap firmly around you in a warm embrace. “Te amo, I missed you.”

“I missed you too, darlin’.” He let his slight drawl decorate his words, knowing how much you got a kick out of it when it slipped into his voice. You both just stood there quietly for a few moments, letting the time go by with no real worries. When you moved away to go back to your now lukewarm coffee, you glanced at him, taking in the way he was watching you carefully.

“I’m okay, really. Just…shut down for a bit is all. Got overwhelmed, you know how I get. Too much happening all at once.”

“I know, but it’s also good to know you have a helper when it comes to getting some frustration out at being overwhelmed.” The smirk and teasing tone of his words made color blossom on your face and you ran your hands over your bare arms, still in your tank top from last night. “How long has that little fire been goin’?”

“Uh, it hasn’t, actually.” You busied yourself with gathering his empty mug and downing what was left in yours before moving the cups to the back kitchen sink. He knew to follow you, watching your legs carefully as you ascended the stairs, worried about your hip even if you didn’t say it was hurting you.

“That was actually only my second time interacting with him but he’s just so….”

“Dreamy, scruffy, perfectly broad and just oh so handsome with that sweet smile he flashes you as he looks up at you through his lashes?”

“Oh shut up, someone sounds a little jealous.” You teased, knowing you two were in a good enough place to do so.

“Darlin’, he’s your type is all I’m sayin’. It takes one to know one.” He winked at you, his wide grin filling you with a warmth you hadn’t felt since parting ways with him. “It’s okay to try and find a perfect copy of what you once had.”

“Oh shut up!” You plopped down on the couch, his form doing so on the other end.

“But seriously, the way he was lookin’ at you, he’ll be good for you. Even if you decide you don’t want it after a while, but…it’s okay if you want that too.”

You didn’t say anything but the blush on your cheeks said enough as Frankie’s face appeared behind closed eyes.

-

“Oye, oye, mira quién limpia muy bien! Mantequilla, te ves hermosa!” Pope let out a low whistle as he spotted you walking toward them. You had on an olive-colored sundress with a scoop neckline. The short sleeves of the dress allowed for your decorated arms to be seen, the neckline of it allowing for the leaves that weaved their way over your collarbones, symmetrical on your skin. The bodice on it was formfitting, the fabric allowing for your curves to be seen before it flared out in a soft, billowy skirt that fell right mid thigh. You had tamed your hair, letting it fall in natural curls. Light winged eyeliner and shimmery gray eyeshadow helped to make you look a little less tired than you felt. You had tried, for yourself….and for Frankie if you were being honest with yourself.

Frankie turned to see what Pope was fussing over and his gaze caught the way your hands flattened out the skirt of the dress as you walked up to them. You gave them a little wave, a nervous smile gracing your lips. He felt his heart thump hard in his chest and he brought a hand up to rub a thumb under his bottom lip as he watched you approach.

“Manté, you look amazing!” Benny shoved passed Frankie’s frozen form and scooped you up in a hug. He swung you around and the skirt billowed with the movement. He set you down gently, so as to not make you trip in the wedged heels that adorned your feet. He looked at you, his arms still around you as he spoke. “I’m so glad you’re okay. You had me worried there.”

“We were all worried, but we understand. Things are heavier some days than others.” Will spoke up, gently nudging his little brother out of the way to give you a hug of his own. He was all but shoved for Pope to move in and hug you, picking you up and twirling you around a few times to elicit a sweet laugh from you.

“Hermosa, you are just stunning, I’m tempted to eat you up.” Pope’s hands were settled on your waist as he set you down, his eyes meeting yours. His eyes softened at the nervous glint your own still held. He leaned in to whisper in your ear, “You’re such a sight, wish you were mine but I know you gotta thing for Fish over there. He’s a lucky guy.”

The bloom of color across your cheeks had Frankie wondering what nonsense the man was whispering to you, the creep of jealousy in his chest not feeling too great as you leaned into the man to whisper something back.

“Who says it was just for him, maybe I wanted to impress the handsome man who shamelessly flirts with me all the time, hmm?” You winked at him as you separated. Frankie wasn’t sure how to greet you, especially with the flash of your pleasured face and the memory of a wanton moan gracing his mind as you finally made it to where they were clustered by the door. You reached out for him, an arm going over his shoulder in a gentle hug that sent tingles down his spine. Frankie didn’t do much other than bring a hand up around your back, his wide hand resting lightly on you as he returned the embrace.

“Thank you all for the flowers, they’re sitting in my kitchen and make me smile every time I see them.”

“Was just trying to reach out without being too much for ya.” Benny smiled, shaking hands with Taylor as the man approached the group, he had dropped you off down the street to go search for parking. “It’s nice to meet you in person. You sure weren’t lying about getting out.”

“My girl here needed me.” Taylor brandished your phone at you, it had fallen from your bag when you got out of the car in a rush. He gently pulled the strap of your crossbody bag to bring you closer to him and he snuck it into the larger pocket, his hand lingering on your hip to help steady you as he noticed your right leg drag a little at his motion. You tutted quietly at him, looking up at him with your back to them all for a second. Will shared a look with Pope, the both of them glancing over at Frankie at the casual display of comfortability. But he didn’t seem too bothered by it, if anything he seemed like it was perfectly normal behavior…

“She’s tough but she’s human.”

“Aren’t we all, let’s get this night started!” Benny led the way into the bar, holding the door open for you to go in first and motioning to the table they normally occupied in the back.

-

The sound of someone slamming down their shot glass had you ducking without a thought. The subsequent slamming of more after the first had your breathing and heart rate pick up, your eyes scrunching shut and your hands coming up to cradle the back of your head. The squeals let out by those who had taken the shots had you whipping around to face them, your hands going to your waist to reach for the stuff you no longer carried on your form, instincts to rush over to see if they were alright having you moving to stand. A gentle hand came down on your thigh before you could get up completely. You turned to look at a concerned Taylor, who was sitting to your left.

“You’re okay, darlin’. Just some rowdy people, no one’s hurt.”

“….right, sorry. Instinct.”

“It’s okay, you’re okay.”

You looked around the table, noting that it had fallen silent at your rustle of movements. The laughter that had just been filling the air at a dumb joke had stopped. The guys were trying not to be obvious in their concern, but you could see it in the way Frankie’s hands were tight around his pint. How Pope had one hand running through his hair as the other was flat on the table in his own reaction to the sound, how Benny and Will were having a silent conversation with a look. You let the breath you were holding go, reaching for your drink and downed the half that was in the glass.

“Excuse me.” You stood, Taylor’s hand sliding off your thigh at the motion. You reached for your bag and pulled out the pack of cigarettes that was in the outermost pocket before weaving your way through the bar and outside.

“So that’s why she doesn’t ever come out for drinks.”

“Benny!”

“What?”

“He’s right, though. Shot glasses being slammed sound like gunfire.” Taylor spoke, waving a hand at the busy waitress to let her know he was ready to order when she had a minute. She smiled at him, nodding to let him know she saw him and would be over shortly. “She’s not too big a fan of guns. Hates that I have them in the house, that I insist she has one in hers.”

“Guns are important for protection.” Santiago spoke up, wanting to make the point even in present company.

“Guns are also a number one trigger, y’all know that.” Will spoke up, not wanting to get into discourse over something they all hand in their hands or on their person for a majority of their lives.

“You and your girl need a refill?” The waitress saddled up the table, wiping her hands on the small black apron that was barely longer than her shorts. “Traditional vodka sour and a stout, right?”

“Yes, ma’am, that would be appreciated. I’d also like to ask you where the best parlor is, lookin’ to fill this space right here.” Taylor pulled the folded sleeve of his flannel up his forearm a bit to show the waitress the muscular line of his arm. “I have a feelin’ that floral piece peeking out from your hem was done locally.”

“You make a girl blush, talking so blatantly about staring when your girl sits right beside you.” She leaned down into his space in a challenge.

“She hasn’t been mine like that in a long while, sweetheart. So lookin’ ain’t hurting anybody.”

“Hmm, I’ll grab your drinks and the card for the shop, give me a few.” She winked at him before she moved away, her hips swaying a little more at her pleasure from the interaction.

“Ho-ly shit.” Pope patted the man on the back roughly. “She never even gives me the time of day anymore but you got her attention.” Her figure was intercepted by yours as you walked back into the bar and made your way up to the counter where the well was. You waved at her, your curls bouncing with the movement. As she came around the corner of the bar, you reached a hand out to gently touch her upper arm. You leaned into her space to say something and the guys watched with rapt attention as the bartender smiled wide and turned a bit to lift up her shirt and show you the floral piece that adorned her lower back. The movement allowed for her whole middle to be seen as her shorts were slung so low on her waist. She reached a hand out to guide one of your own to it, allowing you to run your fingers over the linework as she gushed about it excitedly.

You nodded along, listening intently. As she turned back into your space you reached down to grab the hem of your flowing skirt and brought it up enough to show the entirety of your right leg. The lace band of your underwear was very much visible and a nice mauve pink as you showed off the giant flower that decorated the side of your hip and upper thigh. You were both talking so fast but they couldn’t hear it over the hush of patrons, though they did very much see the way the woman’s fingers gently traced the ink as you had done on her.

Frankie’s mind short circuited as he recalled how soft you had been underneath him just this morning, the way his hands had run along the hot lines of your limbs and over the same ink the girl was now now tracing so innocently…. He coughed and turned away from the rather erotic scene, catching Taylor’s eyes as the man glanced at him across the table with a knowing smirk.

Not a word was said by any of them as you bounded back to the table with two drinks in one hand, held up by your shoulder and a colorful card in the other with a phone number and name scribbled on the back of it. Your smile faltered a little as you took in the way they were all staring at you as you approached.

“Y’all okay?”

They all cleared their throats and mumbled incoherently.

“That was…hot.” Benny’s words were blunt, causing a laugh to bubble up before you could stop it. The rest of the evening went off with a ton of laughs and easy going conversation.

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[achy-boo]

Cast of Replace? We don’t think so.

Quote #1: “Don’t talk to me if you just want to spill bullshit out of your mouth.”

Quote #2: "Only a fool will see OUR (name) as a replacement.."

Name: Sun Hi (Sun Hi Marques is his real name but he never says his last name)

Titles: The Mysterious Boy, The Fashion Delinquent

Nicknames: He goes by Sunny or Dull Boy (Tho Sunny is only you,his family, Dawn and the people he trusted can call him that)

Age: He’s 25 years old

Species/Race: [Redacted]

Personality: He is the embodiment of ‘I don’t give a fuck’. He is intimidating and can come off as disrespectful and cold. Sun Hi is distant and very intelligent. Even though he may look scary at first, he is actually a sweet heart. He always put others before him and like to make the people who pissed him off regret it deeply.

Likes: Sun Hi likes being alone most of the time, his loved ones, he had a crush on you even since you introduced yourself to him and friended him, going out clubbing, reading and music.

Hobbies: He tends to watch the rain or walk in the rain. He likes to bake and cook tho not everyone know this.

Dislikes: Eva(The exchange student), Lucifer(Lucifer always annoyed him for some reason), Mephistopheles(It’s a mutual hate they both had), He..can’t stand Solomon for some reason.

Sexuality: This boy is closeted Pansexual

Fun Fact: He also had a crush on Dawn, Mammon and Beelzebub

Quote #1: “Oi (name). You wanna hang out with me and the others?”

Quote #2: “Would those bastards shut up already?”

Name: Dawn Libya

Nicknames: Moonlight and Black rose(There is a good reason why Dawn is called the Black Rose)

Titles: The Missing Twin of the Libya Family

Age: 19

Species/Race: [Redacted]

Personality: Dawn is considered by others as a rebel with intelligence and violence. She is cold and snappy at others, always skipping class but always turns her work in on time. Dawn is a daredevil even goes far as pissing off a demon to get a thrill of risking death. Dawn is never the one to follow rules but she had to bc of Sun Hi and Mc

Likes: Smoking weed, DJ and bartending,she likes skipping class and school. She likes dramas unlike SunHi, cute things, music and likes to party as well. She had a crush on you(Mc) when you protected her from harsh rumors of her by few of your classmates.

Dislikes: She can’t stand hypocrite and arrogant people. She sometimes tolerate Asmo. She despises Belphie. School tho she suck it up. She never like Eva nor Solomon. She hated it when people bully others for fun.

Sexuality: This girl is Polysexual

Fun Fact: She acts fruity towards her friends and SunHi. Though she does not do that often. She used to have a crush on Eva (It died down very quickly)

Quote #1: “Why would anyone love a person like (name)?”

Quote #2: “Why (name) had all the attention from others including Dawn and SunHi!? NO FAIR!”

Name: Eva Mcelain

Nicknames: Eva, Attention Seeking Bitch (SunHi), Dead Crush(Dawn)

Titles: The Girl with no sympathy, The Bitch with lust for money and love and This is both SunHi and Dawn’s favorite: The Cheating Student.

Age: 23

Species: Human

Personality: Eva..is..something. Eva is what most of her old peers call her an unforgiving and selfish person. She is always dishonest about her actions. She is ego-Centric and a narcissist. She is a bit caring but unfortunately, she never does much good to save her life. A bully and an attention seeker. Is there any good thing about her? NOPE.

Likes: Attention, Getting away from trouble, the brothers (expect Mammon and Beelzebub), Dawn and SunHi (They do not like her in that way), bullying MC, partying with Asmo, spreading false rumors.

Dislike: everything about MC, Not getting her way, her parents, not getting Dawn and SunHi's time and attention, seeing MC happy, Dawn's hatred for her.

Sexaulity: questioning

Fun Fact: She had a huge crush on SunHi and Dawn since middle school but the said people does not like her. They never do.

Note about Dawn, SunHi and Mc:

-Dawn and SunHi knew each other since birth even before Dawn went missing

-Mc,Dawn and SunHi are childhood besties. (They all have met in 2nd grade while SunHi is in 3rd grade)

[moltensmusings]

I love Karlach's design so much man. Like all the designs are well thought out, but I've never seen a woman in a videogame while has the type of outfit she does where it didn't feel completely fanservice oriented. Outfits like those normally make me annoyed because they're so impractical and don't make sense for the character.

But Karlach's outfit works so well. The slashes that allow us to see portions of her infernal engine, scars, tattoos, and ridges. How the redness of her skintone opposing the black of her outfit let's her design look so much less sexaulized than I think it might have for a character with a real world skintone. How she's allowed to look terrifying and chaotic but also manages to have such a welcoming face.

I don't think the outfit would look nearly as normal on any of the other companions, but for her I can't actually see any other outfit having as much personality as that one does.

[goatpaste]

I feel part 7 isn't that those themes can't be done, but I agree that they were done horribly. Sure, you can use a hammer to pound in a nail in story, but that's different then slamming your narrative with a hammer over and over for very little reason outside of dents= impact. (If that makes sense) and that's ignoring the weird sexaulization of Lucy in part 7 prior to said "hammer slamming" events.

no no this exactly

these themes CAN be done, they can. but araki was NOT the man to do it. He does them poorly and their just awful to read.

the fact that its at least 4 character who come onto this child in the story like.. man once was already too much!! you fucked it up every time the delivery is just ass

and (ough twitter got mad at me for saying this a few weeks ago) you can SEE that araki stopped treated lucy like a child. he stopped seeing her as a child! and you can SEE it between the way he treats her as a prop and the way he writes her.. and how he fucking draws her man..

compare her first apperances to her last?? the story is 4 month period, araki goes from drawing her as a what i could beleive is a 14 yr old in his art style. to what looks like a grown woman that looks older than johnny

from what i could accept is a 14 yr old

to like

a grown ass woman

araki stopped seeing her a child and more of a small sexy fashion model he could do horrible stuff to... like ugh.. its sooo

i hate it, im so mad because i lOVE parts of sbr i really do

but Lucy Steel should be TAKEN away from araki

[the-autistic-agoraphobe]

What the Queensland Government should and Shouldn't do to help Autistic People.

Trigger Warning: ABA therapy, ablism, electric shock, violence and sexual assault

Steven Miles (the Queensland Premier) announced on his Facebook page and Instagram page that there will be funding for early intervention for Autistic children. Unfortunately more than 6.5 Million dollars is going towards an organisation called AEIOU.

The problem with AEIOU is that they practice a therapy known as ABA therapy that is very harmful to Autistic people. ABA therapy is when a adult tells the Autistic child what to do and when the child does what the therapist wants the therapist rewards the child and when the child doesn't do what the therapist wants than sometimes the child get disciplined. This sounds familiar like dog training which is very dehumanising to Autistic people.

Many ABA therapist have a goal of making the child less Autistic and more like non Autistic people. They give them treats for looking at them in the eye and not stimming (repetitive body movements such as hand flapping which is common with Autistic people). Eye contact often is hard for Autistic folk and makes us feel uncomfortable and it is very exhausting to have to remember to give people eye contact. Eye contact doesn't come naturally to Autistic people. Most stims such as hand flapping is harmless and helps Autistic people to release stress or sometimes express emotions like excitement. If an Autistic person is taught not to stim than they will feel very overwhelmed and can trigger meltdowns. If Autistic people are forced to mask their Autistic traits than they will end up having lots of problems. Autistic people should be accepted by Non Autistic people.

Many Autistic adults who have had ABA therapy as a child have PTSD. It's not therapy if it causes PTSD. Autistic children have been shocked and placed in prone restraint because they didn't comply to commands. These poor children most have been terrified. Prone restraint is dangerous as people can die from it. Therapy is ment to help people and ABA therapy isn't helping people if it causes PTSD.

Not long ago a show on the ABC called Four Corners showed an Autistic teenage boy being restrained in ABA therapy because he didn't brush his teeth. How the therapist treated this poor boy was appalling. I believe that learning life skills such as teeth brushing is good but there are better ways to teach this boy how to brush his teeth. The boy also had an intellectual disability and was non speaking so he may not have understood what the therapist was asking him to do. I feel sorry for the boy because he hadn't done anything wrong and he would have been scared and confused.

ABA was founded my a Norwegian-American psychologist named Ivar Lovaas. Lovaas quoted "you see, you pretty much start from scratch when you work with an Autistic child. You have a person in a physical sense- they have hair, nose and a mouth but they are not people in the psychological sense." By quoting this Lovaas is referring to Autistic people as not being human which is very insulting to Autistic people. Autistic people are just as human as non Autistic people. Lovaas also worked in gay conversation therapy which caused much harm to gay men.

All children are young and impressionable. ABA therapy gives Autistic children the idea that they must do what they are told to do or they face negative consequences. This can be problematic as it can make Autistic children more prone to sexaul predators. Sexual predators can tell the child to do something and the child feels as though they have to comply to avoid punishment.

ABA therapist don't have much training and don't know much about Autism when they start working with Autistic children. They only get around forty hours of training and many ABA therapist only have high school as the highest level of education that they have received. I have heard stories of ABA therapist in training going to local zoos to observe training of animals to learn which techniques should be used in ABA. I find this very dehumanising. Autistic children arn't animals who need training they're people.

As you can see ABA therapy does more harm than good and it's best that the Queensland Government withdraws their money from AEIOU. I believe ABA therapy should be banned and AEIOU should change the way they run their business. Instead of providing ABA therapy AEIOU should change to being a child care service that specialises in Autistic children. All staff should be trained about Autism and learn to accept Autistic traits. There should also be cameras set up in the classrooms to ensure safety of the children. There should be at least one Autistic staff member at each centre to help non Autistic staff see an Autistic perspective on things. I believe that if Autistic children were allowed to be themselves they will have much more positive mental health outcomes.

If the Queensland Government wishes to help Autistic people. I do have a few ideas. I believe there needs to be more support for Autistic people with high support needs and their families. It is ridiculous to expect one person to care for an Autistic person with high support needs 24/7. Some HSN Autistic people need to have supervision 24/7 for their own safety. One person cannot spend 24/7 supervising another person because they need to sleep, eat, shower and do other things. I suggest that the government funds support workers to take shifts with the main carer to car for the HSN Autistic person. These support workers should be trained in Autism and learn about the person they're caring for. This way the main carer will have the time they need to do things they need to do.

Another thing that the Queensland Government can do to help Autistic people is change the law to allow Autistic people who are at risk of eloping to have disability parking permits for their own safety. Some Autistic People elope which means they run away. This can be dangerous when walking through a car park as the person can be hit by a car. In the UK Autistic people are allowed disability parking permits. Why not Queensland? If it's a matter of safety.

I have heard many people have been struggling to get access to Autism tests to receive a diagnosis. I feel like the Queensland government needs to help speed up the Autism testing and diagnosing process. Maybe the government can work on training more people on Autism testing so people don't have to wait so long for a diagnosis. An Autism diagnosis is more important than one may think. When I found out that I was Autistic I was relieved because I had a word to describe who I was and why I have always been different to many other people. Once a person gets a diagnosis they can get the support that they need to thrive.

Thank you for reading this article. I am sure if these changes get made they will benefit many Autistic people and their families.

[yourtoradorasextendedwarranty]

But why though?

So I recently saw a post talking about how LGBT people are suing tumblr or some related company that acquired them due to "Human rights violations" because "LGBT most affected by porn ban" and I got to thinking about something.

Why are you standing behind this movement? No really people need to ask themselves this. Love and Sex are NOT the same. And when the Pride movement was ABOUT love, or so the claim went, most libertarians and other people in the middle were like, "Ok yeah no love who you want so long as they are an adult". Yet, if you look at pride from the Mid 00's until now less than 2% of it is about love. 98% of it is about genitals, sex, and kink/fetishes. Which honestly I've long since noticed that but it took me a while to realize what the implication is.

Consider the following. Many people in the 90's and 00's thought that if gay marriage because a thing the world would become a more degenerate place overall. I now stand here in 2024 and look at the world and they were right. Non consenting Kink displays in pride parades. Sex acts broadly in public. Movies like "Cuties" being praised by the broader Q-mmunity. Sexaul shaped things being sold at pride. Anatomically correct mannequins in lewd sex positions in shop windows during pride.

So basically. It was never about love. Sure for the earliest gen Y and most of Gen X it was but the parades? Kind of prove you just want to be as degenerate as possible in public. And the "Human rights violation investigation" tells me more. So what? Porn banned LGBT most affected? You DO realize what that makes you look like correct? It makes you look like a bunch of sex obsessed degenerates who feel it is your "Right" to view porn. I'm not against porn like a lot of people that follow me but you best believe that if you keep up this behavior more people WILL be for banning it. And more people WILL become far less accepting than they already are of LGBT stuff in general. You all go so vocal about taking everyone in that you forgot to gatekeep the crazy ones out. Now they are the BRAND that companies try to cater to. Meaning it all gets put in public front row and center.

Some groups are taking a stand but it's not enough. More need to.

I need to be able to look at people on the left and not see fat, lazy, violent degenerates. Because that's what I so often see. The "Fat acceptance movement" the "I don't want to work but everyone else should support me" movement IE Commy fucks. The "Health is a myth and only big people are valid". The "If you appear to be white any and all bad things that happen to you are perfectly fine" crowd. I don't like pointing any of this crap out but here we are.

And more to the point. The reason the top bit pisses me off is because you lunatics are making things worse for the SANE lgbt people. IE: Friends of mine. Friends that HATE that their entire movement has been boiled down to "We own kink as a concept and sex degeneracy". You don't own kink. You don't OWN sex. And most of you need to really dig deep and start learning the term CONSENT. Especially if you believe Kink should be at your parades. It should not be. And given the degenerate nature of a lot of the parades? Neither should kids.

[mxwhore]

Anon cringe lol. I hate this concept of "im personally uncomfortable with it so YOUR doing something bad" like OK so stop looking st the art? That's on u bub. Also telling a queer fat person their expressing queerness and fatness wrong in art is stupid. Fat trans people can be cute they can be sexy they can be sexaul. Also sorry the implication caring for someone is feminine! What are you trying to say anon!

weird behaviors all around!!

[whenicarusflies]

hiiiii !!!! 🥰

If you don’t mind me asking, how can you be aroace AND a lesbian? doesnt the word lesbian mean that you are sexually and/or romantically attracted to women? so to me the identities of aroace and lesbian seem to be mutually exclusive?

i dont mean to be rude, i’d just like to understand these identities better!!

have a nice day 🌸 💜

(im a lesbian as well btww <3)

hi :), don't worry it's not rude at all

ok so I'm probably going to do a very bad job at explaining this but I'll try my best

so to me a lesbian is a non man loving non man. in this definition it doesn't say that the love is romantic or sexaul and since I feel aesthetic attraction (liking the way someone looks) and alterous attraction (somewhere between platonic attraction and romantic attraction) towards women and people on the non binary spec I feel more like a lesbian aroace than just aroace. everyone has their own preferences and feelings about this tho, so this is just my opinion others may not want to identify like this.

I hope this answered your question :) 🧡🤍💗