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â¨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 21/11â¨
Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then youâll have to check the whole post if itâs answered here, if itâs not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~
Anonimo ha chiesto: Hi! Would Macaque kidnap Wukong again? I read your comic, the last page, where Macaque is the kidnapping expert. And I'm very curious about it. Anyway, I love your comics! You are awesome.
Haha I don't think they really need it unless they want to do a "traditional wedding courtnapping" but it would be pretty odd since they kind of already live togehter.
Anonimo ha chiesto: I know this is definitely a LONG ways away, but, imagine: Wukong and Macaque playing the newlyweds game. What questions? What answers? Whoâs asking the questions? Whoâs getting the most right?
I wont list all the lesson but I think Macaque would get most of them right just because Wukong never really changed a lot during the years, while Macaque went through different stages of his life, and and he has new hobbies and tastes.
Anonimo ha chiesto: Will mk have a nightmare about LBD? If yes Then we will have some angst with fluffy monkeys family moments!!!
Oh he has. He has many. Most of them he has while he is at pigsy's.
Anonimo ha chiesto: Can you please shows up a flashback backstory on how MK/Wukong discovered/found out/came out as trans?? đđđ Banana sundae with chocolate sauce, rainbow sprinkles, THREE cherries, and a super-deluxe one-and-only Monkie Kingâ˘ď¸ collectible spoon???
Anonimo ha chiesto: will we see any past Shadowpeach?? Iâm interested to see how you frame their dynamic back 5en.
Hahah maybe in the future, I'll see
Anonimo ha chiesto: Can we get Wukong telling dad jokes? Please, Iâm begging i want to see MK laughing and Macaque just being so disappointed with Wukong yet so smitten. I want to see more Monkey family domestic blissss. đđđđ
I don't have my dad jokes book here but man give Macaque an award for the patience he has with these two children
@goofybearclown ha chiesto: Hi :3 Just wanted to say I love your shadowpeach and cotl AU!!! I didn't notice you made both at first but when I did I was like "waow :0". Tbh your works are in my top 3 series on Tumblr! @fenikzia ha chiesto: I love your LMK comic so much, I look forward to reading the new additions to it when they come out every other day,and reading your comic just makes my day better. Even if it hasn't updated a particular day, I make sure to go back and reread the newest part.Keep doing what you're doing and make sure to take breaks! @skye-minecraftyt-blog ha chiesto: You! I like you! Your Bio parents Lmk au always makes me extremely happy and I regularly reread it. ((o(^â^)o)) Just wanted to say it @blazeandsilver ha chiesto: Hello, I just wanted to say your artwork is absolutely stunning, it makes my day whenever I see that you posted something new to the BioParents comic. Please keep up the good work and be sure to take some time for yourself, youâre important too.
AWWWWWW THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE!!
Anonimo ha chiesto: Hihi shadowpeach au question: You mentioned in the latest comic that Mac is more lean and skinny than Wukong. Will we ever see the full extent of that?? ALSO I ADORE YOUR ART OMG â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
A fully naked Macaque you say? Maybe.... who knows....
Anonimo ha chiesto: I come to defend Wukong acting like a man looking at a victorian lady ankles, he hasnât seen his (ex) husbandâs fur in centuries. And he probably hasnât socialize in years either besides MK and the gang. Romantically he is stunned right? I doubt he has even looked at anyone besides Macaque anywaysâŚ
Honestly I like to think that Macaque was the only being in all the universe that was eer able to make him flustered
@mochalikesdrawing ha chiesto: So I got a question, will we ever get to see kaiju MK again?
I have a scene post AU I would like to draw. Maybe.
Anonimo ha chiesto: Ignoring all the angst because it is crushing my soul /pos, I'm lowkey convinced that Macaque knows Wukong feels some kind of way about him because he can hear his heartbeat go crazy at certain moments and isn't dumb, but just isn't calling Wukong on it because he's still trying to sort his own feelings first. BUT ONCE HE DOES OH BOY-
Hahah Macaque knows perfectly well Wukong is down for him. In the meantime Wukong is alwasy afraid he's just imagining things bc he's dense af.
Anonimo ha chiesto: Do you think Wukong and macaque would be cuddling and macaque would be watching something scary and Wukong would be trying to not pay attention to it because he hates scary stuff or would it be the other way around?
yess
@ep2nd ha chiesto: In your shadowpeach bio parents au, if MK and Wukong were created by Nuwa, with Nuwa using Macaque and Wukong as a base, has anyone wondered who created Macaque? And does Macaque himself knows?
Wait Nuwa created Wukong? If that's so I think then all the 5 monkeys were made by her, for some reason.
@boonalina ha chiesto: Sooo what exactly is the courtnapping process like? Is it just a simple "I'm gonna pick you up and carry you away" or is it an entire ceremony? Does someone have to lure the person into place? For example, Mei bringing Redson over to a secluded spot so that Mk can "courtnap" him? (Side note: I've been in this fandom for around two years now, and this comic is what made me find out about courtnapping lol)
I "think" anything that can be counted as like a sneak attack that takes them out of guard and brings them to the designated courtnapped room can be considered as courtnapping technically.
Anonimo ha chiesto: ... Hey so your shadow peach bio parent AU is better way better than season five. WOAH, WHO SAID THAT!! (no but seriously it is like a sitcom I tune on ever so often. Much love đŤś)
Haha thank you! That's a HUGE statement!
Anonimo ha chiesto: I wonder if MK has any unique attributes/abilities as a living mass of celestial material?
He's such a cocktail ofdifferent energies I wouldn't be surprised he is able to glow in the dark.
@cjtuy ha chiesto: I do have a question it's mainly about pigsy and tang when and how long have they been together as a couple and did both of them find mk are they married ?
They have been together for almost a year, but I don't think they are married, but maybe that could happen in the future??? But yeah MK found out a little after season 5 that they are together, that was also the same time he started calling Tang "Papa"
Anonimo ha chiesto: Has macaque added any personal items to the house? Like is he moved in? Have Wukong and macaque improved or changed anything else besides making the bed bigger?
Yes he did! Half of his belongins are in FFM, althought he's a little more minimalistic than Wukong. He also have been bothering Wukong to death so that he can finally organize his stuff (and they were roomates
Anonimo ha chiesto: I feel like if they were to play Minecraft or something macaque would be the base mom. He would be the only one to remember to farm food to not starve. The others would probably forget all the time that hunger is a thing in game. Wukong or Mk: oh dang does anyone have food I'm starving Macaque: (always brings extra for this reason) "sighs" yes
AH!
Anonimo ha chiesto: Remember the Minor Scale episode, from season 2? Where MK learn how to shrink himself? And thereâs also the final episode of that season where MK just grow very big to try to fight LBD. I just love that part of his power and I have seen very little people showing it. Like, sometimes that power can show up when the poor boy is experiencing overwhelming emotions that canât be contained anymore, or pure exhaustion. For example, Having many responsibility can lead to a lot of stress and exhaustion and at some point MK just canât do more and just become tiny, not able to do more. On the opposite, maybe he experience trauma again through a nightmare (like about azure for example) and the emotional burden is to much and he just becomes big because of that. You see my vision? I love sizeshifting base on emotions :)
Aww and i love emotion-based powers, they are just so easy to play around.
Anonimo ha chiesto: Tbh the show should let macaque have a motorcycle. Wukong gets to be passenger princess
Yesss
Anonimo ha chiesto: as we get into the colder months i like to imagine MKâs first winter coat and heâs all super fluffy and warm
Cool for the monkey parents, bad for pigsy and all the hair in the restaurant from sheeding.
Anonimo ha chiesto: I think it would be so funny if MKs rock hadn't been cracked and he'd been raised on FFM by wukong. If the same thing happens in the show macaque planning to take mks powers thinking he's just Wukongs student but then while macaque and MK are training. Since macaque is so close he notices his ears. (Being raised by a monkey he gets his form sooner) suddenly putting everything on hold busting into FFM and is like WUKONG WTF
There's a fic on AO3 about it it's A Son of Two Dads
@cheese-hommo ha chiesto: Hii, fiesta I want to say I love how you draw and everything, it just looks so cool and beautiful. Now, with the last chapter of Monkey parents Au and so, with the acknowledgement of the demon etiquette and else, DBK and Wukong really misunderstand the comfort scene for a confession? Or something more? It was just so funny seeing the two of them getting so embarrassed at the end đââď¸
Ah, 2 young demons in their true forms so close to each other, blushing? Scandalous.
Anonimo ha chiesto: I've seen Mk is his Lego merch- he gots a tooth gap- so does this MK have one or did he get it filled?
Wait that was a tooth gap??? I though it was like, a detail of the smile
Anonimo ha chiesto: đ¤ what is your official (if any) opinion on Ink MK? (as a character, plot device, literary parallel, what have you)
It's ok. I personally believe "shadow" version of one character with their own fears and doubts is a clique a little bit too much used. But they give a lot of angst.
Anonimo ha chiesto: Thoughts on Macaque knowing either Japanese or Korean due to him liking anime.
I'll give you one better. Macaque always traveled to Japan pretty frequently during the centuries. Then became a weeb
Anonimo ha chiesto: Maybe it's just me but Wukong looks a bit thicker each time, is it because his fur's thickening or is he getting chubbier ??????? Anyway luv ur art
Both.
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Post Mortem 9-1-1 Mid Season:
What's next for B and E? That question's already ANCIENT. Nothing! Same old, same old. The B*dd*e-tinged interviews are rolled out ad nauseam and read like clickbait. Don't they get that actors can't give away what they don't know? Not even the showrunner knows what he is going to do beyond episode 8.10.
Am I mean when I say I want someone to move somewhere else? Only briefly. Intermittend, like a rainshower. For shock value, like the ungodly breakup with the bitter aftertaste still lingering, that left not only the audience baffled but also someone involved.
Playing devil's advocate: if the show isn't renewed, we will see E leaving and B staying behind in LA with his shitshow of life, all alone, and everyone loses (as this was ever about winning or losing...).
The name of the first episode of the season, âBuzzkill,â unintentionally became the central idea. There was a lot of buzz about nothing, and the mood was also killed along the way.
After the first half of episodes aired, and we are now on a break for the next three months, the season has lost momentum and drive and is drifting more into mediocrity. Less Brad would definitely have been more because then Tim could have devoted himself to more important aspects of the series as previously hyped plots were either remodeled or insufficiently and carelessly executed.
Also, where does all that leave the rom-com aspect T and O bragged about? So far, we didn't have much to laugh about except for the posts of the niche fandom, which I've not taken seriously or even looked at for some time now.
Jumpscare, if I come across one of theirs and the posts peppered with deliberately profane language to attract as much attention as possible. However, most other fans scroll already past, bored or annoyed, because this excess of stupidity and primitiveness is hard to beat.
#bucktommy#tevan#evan buckley#tommy kinard#oliver stark#lou ferrigno jr#911 on abc#911 season 8#tim minear#911 recap
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A little speculation of mine regarding shifting
Disclaimer: Everything I say in this post is only what I think might be blocking some of us in shifting to not-parallels. Take it as you wish but donât come for me because I warned you.
So, shifting.
We already know social media is an issue, lots of people talked about it before. But I kinda want to dive a little deeper.
Because yeah, social media(including Tumblr) does affect you, but why?(and also a few secondary causes)
Burnout
Usually(me personally) I spend a lot of time doomscrolling on Tiktok or here on Tumblr and looking at things about my s/o or my cc or a friend there or the likes. While itâs not exactly a bad thing to look for âmotivationâ per se, it kills some intention to shift to that reality because you have a small substitute for it here.
2. AI chatbots
Remember, your subconscious canât tell the difference between what you see and what you tell it you see. Same goes for conversations or movies or books. Maybe even dreams. It doesnât differentiate between a real conversation and one with a chatbot, so again, some of that intention is killed.
3. Daydreaming/âroleplayingâ
Am I saying either of those are bad things? No. Am I saying they are absolutely terrible for you if you want to shift? No again. What Iâm saying is if you do it too much it might also affect your intention and/or motivation to shift. If you need an example, Iâll give one. I like to listen to music a lot, because itâs a coping mechanism and an escape from âthe real worldâ. Usually many of these songs are accompanied by scenes I make up in my head and most of the ones I personally have are related to who I am in one DR but talking to some characters from a different place. Like a crossover of the sorts. There is not a single day where I havenât listened to at least one song.
4. Looking at other shifters for help
So many shifters have said it before and by god am I tired of saying it too, but shifting is a path of self discovery. Like a puzzle. Youâre given the pieces and the final image, but youâre the one who has to put them together, not someone else for you. You already have all you need, wasting time looking for answers to questions like âwhy am I not shiftingâ or âwhat else do I have to do to shiftâ can become hurtful. Sure, advice from time to time is helpful, but constantly doing it wonât get you anywhere.
Your mom didnât spoon feed you your entire life, did she? She showed you how to do it yourself when you were old enough to learn, and you had to practice on your own and build up strength in your little toddler hands how to hold a spoon properly so you can eat.
So what do all these have in common and to do with shifting?
Simple: Intention and Motivation. Your will to get there.
Now Iâm not saying to stop them all together, but I am saying that they should be cut offâ rationed if you willâ significantly if it means those of us with said issue want to get rid of it.
Again, it kills the intention to shift. Your conscious canât tell the difference between whatâs real and whatâs fake, so it always thinks seeing an edit of your favorite person is really similar to seeing them IRL. From my point of view(mine personally), intention isnât always there.
Letâs give another example and pretend intention is sugar. Sweetness in general. If you have it sometimes, youâre fine. Maybe you want more, but itâs okay. If you take it in big quantities though, it can become an addiction and lead to diabetes or an insulinic shock.
Now pretend all those things I counted out above as the sugar. You take too much and you might end up hurting yourself at some point or just staying at the same level. Spending all day doomscrolling, looking at other peoole for help, chatting with ais and so on, all while having the âitâll help me shift tonightâ mindset wonât get you too far because youâre just exhausting yourself.
And no oneâs saying the change has to be instant. You canât stop an addiction immediately because itâll just hurt you more, but you can slowly lessen the dose until itâs minimal or nonexistent. At the end of the day youâre only helping yourself, and whatâs a thousand years to an eternity of bliss?
I know this is long, but I feel it needs to be put out there. This feels like important information/advice/take it as you will, and let me know if you have questions and Iâll make sure to answer/clarify them.
Happy shifting and take a break if you need to.
#reality shifting#shifting#shifting community#shiftblr#anti shifters dni#shifting realities#shifting mindset#law of assumption#loa#shifting motivation#shifting advice#you are the god of your own reality#but even gods need rest
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hii, i just discovered your blog, and i'm in love with your writing!
If you're comfortable, could you please write headcanons for Ekko with a trans (ftm) s/o, who's still pre-transition? Wether you wanna add smut or not is completely up to you.
Thank youuu ily
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Thank you for the love! Iâd be happy to write some headcanons for Ekko with a trans (ftm) s/o!!
Ekko x Pre-Transition Trans (FTM) S/O Headcanons
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General Relationship Dynamics
⢠Unwavering Support: Ekko is incredibly intuitive, and even if youâre hesitant to talk about being trans, he picks up on your mood changes and gently encourages you to share when youâre ready. Heâs a fantastic listener and would never pressure you.
⢠Champion of Affirmation: Whether itâs using your name, correct pronouns, or hyping you up when dysphoria strikes, Ekko makes you feel seen. Heâll slip in affirmations like, âYouâre so handsome when you smile,â or, âThatâs my guy,â effortlessly.
⢠Protective Energy: If anyone dares misgender or disrespect you, Ekko steps in without hesitation. Heâs diplomatic when needed but wonât shy away from throwing hands if the situation calls for it.
Moments of Intimacy
⢠Safe Space: Ekko understands the complexities of being pre-transition and makes a point to ensure you feel safe during intimate moments. Heâs careful to check in, always asking, âIs this okay?â or, âTell me what feels good,â with genuine care in his voice.
⢠Affirming Touch: When youâre cuddling or sharing softer moments, heâs instinctively drawn to parts of you that feel less dysphoricâyour hands, arms, or hair. Heâll kiss your knuckles or trace lazy patterns on your skin, grounding you in the warmth of his presence.
⢠Bedroom Dynamics: Ekko keeps things slow and intentional, always focusing on what makes you feel good and confident. Heâs happy to work around your boundaries and never treats intimacy as one-size-fits-all. His patience and love shine through every touch.
⢠Laughter & Comfort: Heâs the type to crack a joke or make silly faces if he senses you getting self-conscious. âYouâre the hottest guy Iâve ever met, and Iâm not just saying that because youâre naked right now,â he teases with a smirk before pulling you close.
Everyday Sweetness
⢠Clothes & Style: Ekko loves sharing his wardrobe. If wearing baggier hoodies, jackets, or bandanas makes you feel more comfortable, heâs always tossing you something from his collection. Bonus: he thinks you look ridiculously cool in his stuff.
⢠Dreams for the Future: When you talk about transitioning, Ekko listens intently and encourages you every step of the way. âWhatever you need, Iâve got you,â he promises, already brainstorming ways to help you fundraise or celebrate milestones.
⢠Creative Love Letters: As someone whoâs artistic, he leaves you little drawings or notes reminding you how proud he is of you. Sometimes itâs a detailed sketch of you with affirming captions, like, âThe most badass guy in Zaun.â
Conflict Resolution
⢠Patient & Understanding: If dysphoria or outside pressure leads to a bad day, Ekko never takes it personally. Heâll give you space if you need it but will always let you know heâs there when youâre ready. âTake your time, babe. Iâm not going anywhere.â
⢠Reassurance: When youâre feeling down, Ekko has a way of lifting you up without minimizing your feelings. âItâs okay to have bad days. But donât forgetâyouâre strong as hell, and Iâm so lucky to have you.â
Bonus Smut Notes (18+)
⢠Body-Affirming Intimacy: Ekko is laser-focused on ensuring you feel good in your skin. He prioritizes activities that donât trigger dysphoria, finding creative and affirming ways to explore pleasure together.
⢠Vocal Affirmations: During intimate moments, Ekkoâs words are a lifeline. He constantly praises youâyour strength, your body, and how good you make him feel. âYouâre perfect, just like this,â he murmurs between kisses, making sure you know he means it.
⢠Aftercare King: Post-intimacy, he wraps you up in blankets, keeps water nearby, and strokes your hair while you decompress together. He loves these quiet moments just as much as the passionate ones.
Ekko is the kind of partner who makes you feel like the most loved and respected person in the world. His empathy and unwavering support would make your journey feel a little less dauntingâand a lot more full of love.
#firelight ekko#arcane ekko#ekko arcane#ekko x reader#ekko lol#ekko league of legends#ekko#arcane imagine#arcane x reader#arcane headcanon
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do u, fellow art doers, also have an album of all your stuff you've done in which u can tell from A KILOMETER AWAY how your stuff changes with time?? i've been very very satisfied with seeing how this year has progressed:))) u can literally see my favorites
i like seeing that progression from my early 2023 Purple drawings (2022 had a lot of Green, and yall never saw the sheer volume of 2021 B&W!) to stronger in contrast and still colorful (i hope...) drawings!! and with more proposals around atmospheres and spaces :D..... next year i wanna explore more of these directions :))
#my journal#most of this i posted already. some not =o#honestly? what a nice year. hope the next one is the good kind of exciting....!!
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#--/ art#--/ story#ava the dark lord#âŹâŹâŹ context in the tags âŹâŹâŹ#alan becker#animator vs animation#animation vs minecraft#ava the chosen one#it is done !! ok ill give y'all the intro context synopsis now#the story goes that way way way way before Showdown cho and dark used to sneak into abandoned-looking buildings in the city at night#and one such target they stumble upon happens to be a storage room containing artifacts from Minecraft#the most interesting being the beds.#on this particular outing cho and dark were returning from other shenanigans and could use a place to rest. perfect!#dark belly-flops onto the right bed (scooting them out of alignment) and strikes a pose.#while chosen is shoving them back together again... oh. he's already asleep? ...???#!!! the beds draw you in if you get too close!#so what was supposed to be half an hour at most rest turned into the whole night. they skedaddled and forgot about the freaky beds.#until. a certain someone goes and dies :333#you get it now ! ! !#it was dark diesn't ALL ALONG-#yeah and then for extra spice i threw in that the hooded stick King meets with during his episode to buy a command block...#...happens to own that storage room.#thus and so begins more brand new shenanigans with dark interacting with this shady rando. i call em seafoam#i highly extremely doubt there's a tag for seafoam . . . wiki calls them only 'hooded stick figure'#anyhow. behind the scenes this was also a practice of drawing things in 3D... keeping on model... and composition for storytelling#and i learned some things about how Whiteboard works too :o i. didn't know about the fill tool. it is cool#yayaya!! so that's been in my head for a while.#thx for reading <3 <3 ill be posting some close-up shots of this and other things i put on the whiteboard later#Minecraft bed
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Yâall would not believe how much strength it takes out of me to not reveal my secret fictional crushes every day.
#i have so many crushes#some come and go#but others resurface from childhood and then itâs like âSHIT DO I DRAW SOMETHING AND POST IT?!?!â#but like I know my taste is off the wall already so yâall are probably use to it#some I already mentioned or hinted at but Iâm too shy to draw or post art#the problem is that I already have f/o(s) that I barely focus on already#so just adding or focusing on other characters kinda makes me feel bad#which is funny because some crushes I just post about right off the bat but others itâs just đŹ#and itâs not like I have to keep them a secret because theyâre bad or because others ships with them#heck most donât really see anything self ship related about them#itâs more of just feeling embarrassed really#and guilty#which I know I shouldnât because if I want to post a new fictional crush on my blog I should be allowed too#and then thereâs the whole getting crushes for a week or so and then they disappear#which then makes me really feel bad because the feelings kinda eventually go away or fade where the f/o ends up kinda sitting on a shelf#but idk#đŹ chy chatter đŹ
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ONE OF THESE DAYS IM GOING TO FUCKING EXPLODE/NEG
#guys guess who got jumpscared by the kosa bill again (me)#A FEW DAYS????? MY ONLINE PRESENCE IS DETERMINED IN A FEW DAYS???? kms/NSRS#the internet is like a safe haven for me if KOSA passes i may lose my marbles for fucking real#at least i have my qpps phone number#im not losing my qpp regardless of what bills pass#( i say this trying to be hopeful im so scared im gonna lose everything i have on here)#to top it off my ALREADY strict parents literally block so many things from me on their own I DONT NEED THE GOVERNMENT TOO#ive just been so stressed out of my MIND this past week the KOSA bill isnt HELPING.#i read a post abt KOSA a few minutes ago and let me tell you my heart DROPPED#back on the internet save haven place for me thing#it is literally the only place i can express myself like say that im trans because i dont trust anybody else angel emoji#AND ive met some of the most wonderful people on the internet#the fact that it could all be over because some 65 y/o politician says that we need to 'protect the kids' is so fucking messed up#like bitch you KNOW what youre doing you KNOW how bad this is you just want to control kids#into believing stupid things!!! why do you think LGBTQIA and mental health topics are being blocked bc of KOSA!!!#NEWSFLASH!!!! YOU WANNA POUR PROPAGANDA INTO PEOPLES MOUTHS#ughhh#closet rambles again on tumblr
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see for the thing ive observed abt the way the female-to-male predation types of portrayals happen to go, that imo for some reason use like extra stablished power dynamics to like. *justify themselves happening in the first place (like ex mothers that are yk. v straighforward menaces in a kid/teen's inmediacy), is that i will give fujimoto the acknowledgement of partially avoiding doing so by virtue of him not having much respect or shame for himself and his story analogues.
#txt#*like whay im trying to say is that i get the feeling that they use like very heightened imbalances more from the getgo to like pose them#as a threat to start as baseline ygwim?#say to continue w the mother bit. too I feel they allow the male character like if just one iota of decency#a certain jenesaisquoi subconscious safeguard that the agressor can be toppled ultimately. that it has a weakness.#like a very subtle security that they can 'be put in their place'#and to be clear im not saying that writing abt abuse has to be an exercise of cruelty or self flagellation#and self debasement regardless of it being lived or not that's not what I'm getting at.#in this mother case ive said before that they tend to make them also mentally ill but lowkey in that#Woman Illness way like yk they're throwing bpd and shit there w/o a fault. like yeah they're abusive but#how come we still get this like freudian-pseudoscience-misogynyesque portrayal like who#does this even benefit (for another post bc I think I left some things out last time).#like this powerful figure over the most weakest stages of a person that's somehow both irremediably#abusive but also by [debilitating female trait weakness here] is pitiable (ie overcome-able. send her ass#to a psychiatric).#like i hope im conveying what I'm trying to say here.#like not all stories abt abuse have to be so graphic in fact some that do can't even carry that#load you're not good or throughout enough for that you don't have that range srry đ#and the fujimoto part like while yes [rant here abt femcharacter sexualization relative to mcharacs here]#yes makima is already denji's boss/adult(the power dynamic justification part). it's not like denji#is getting femchara of brsrkTM treatments re: assault n grooming (decency part) (not complaining)#again not everything has to be an exercise of self humiliation etc.#but if the puke kiss said at least one thing it was compromise to the portrayal đ#that and makima just being a internally straightforward offender (not bc it makes things simpler it's that#avoids the hashtag girlabuserTM thing). like nah the way out is through on this one sorry :/#he didn't have to do that but if fujimoto's own personal shortage of self respect nourishes the art well then đđ
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I know exactly how to write code doesn't work in HTML and CSS through the power of over 1000 Neocities page edits
#Baked off my gourd. My dad gave me this stuff called golden pineapple and I'm so used to garbage weed it hit like a truck#But I don't have the Tumblr app installed which means the Jack-O' posting on the horizon will end once I crawl into bed here soon#I want to make a kin page on my Neocities and host some essays that helped me figure it out on it#Idk how much I'd say about myself on it though#I've written some like blog post journal entries about kin stuff but they're REALLY personal I don't want to hand them around haha#I guess I don't really have to talk about myself on a page like that though#It shouldn't take too long to do since I have most of this stuff bookmarked already#Maybe I'll work on it tomorrow after I finish the DPS mag project#Anyway I thought of this because I kind of want to talk about it a little but also I get the impression that some people wanna ask about it#but are shy/don't know how to bring it up
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"This extra space next to me belongs to you. I know where I end now. I won't get lost." -- shoot me (metaphorically) and leave me for dead (metaphorically) why won't you. To make this about Dylan and maybe it's about Connor, maybe it's about Brinksy, maybe it's about any journeyman in the NHL. My brain screamed Chris Driedger and his memorable (to me) Players' Tribune article:
And how can you mention Dylan and Zach (Za-ach, the way Dylan says it) without me having a breakdown about them? You simply can't. And for the younger dudes, maybe it's a little Bords/Briss, not yet steady in The Show, a little bit of distance, a summer that tries to erase and make up all the memories they've made separately... and then a blurry insta story in Vegas. Just like old times but somewhere else. Maybe it's not the same bed, maybe it's not the same set of forks, but maybe it's the principle of the thing.
Anyway, goodbye. Sorry for this, your tag walls make me break out in imagined scenarios.
Much love. xxx
please never be sorry for sending me messages <3 i love reading them i love getting them i think theyâre beautiful and i love them iâm!!!!! [đĽšđđŚđŤ§â¨đđ <- the best approximation of what my heart is doing]
ok NOW i am taking this step by step because every narrative here kicked me straight in the knees (metaphorically) i am w e e p i n g (literally): i knew tangentially about chris driedger going to seattle but i had never read his playersâ tribune love letter to seattle & all i can say is oh. oh. and with the part about trains delayed but still being right on timeâ
sometimes a dream is a truth your heart knows long before you do. the space that the city and the team made for him (âyouâd be the only guy on the teamâ)đŁď¸đŁď¸đŁď¸ !!! but the way that chris talks about needing to put in the work & leo not letting him quit,,, thatâs chris filling up the teakettle with twice as much water, crowding one side of the bed (falling asleep against a bus window dreaming), becoming unburdened by the idea of not being their guy, not having the fallback being their draft pick to content and settle himself with. thatâs chris betting on a future. thatâs the train coming down the tracks, right on time.
(i am feeling unhinged about it)
SECOND. i know i was the one that said zach and dylan to start so technically i brought this on myself but also i have been ktfo by the mere mention of the way that dylan says zachâs name different from everyone else, stealing an extra breath, stealing as much time as he can get with him, which reminded me of a poem i just read:
The Need Is So Great, Jim Moore
^^^dylan still in love with zach even as heâs leaving, can feel himself losing him, and taking every sliver of the love in his smile that he can get. even if he knows zach doesnât still feel the same way heâs drawing out the long goodbye & saying i love you in a thousand ways without ever saying it out loud (âi have been asking for a time but in ways that have no wordsâ because he doesnât want to ask too much, to ask for love) in the hope that zach will say it back OKAY IâM LEAVING i canât do this
that was a lie because THREE. âmaybe itâs the principle of the thingâ please insert the most ungodly screech how could you just (lovingly) come in straight with the steel chair and bean me upside the head with that l i n e i think this story has the potential for such tragedy in it but also the most tender domestic longing because bords & briss have known each other for a long time (i think) and guys do sometimes lose themselves when they first get to the nhl.
itâs a big scene, youâre with big name guys, youâre finally doing the thing you always dreamed about, youâre no longer necessarily the best because everyoneâs the best, youâre not sure how you fit in, you can get lost in the glitz and the glamor of it but you can also literally get lost in it, the slog of the season and getting caught up and down between teams and leagues and endless airports and buses and travel and ice rinks, losing your phone (accidental) and having new people hound you for quotes and fame and connection so you lose your phone (on purpose) and i think where iâm trying to go is: this could play out as the tragedy of borde going to the california coastline and briss shipping off to the vegas strip and both of them getting a little lost.
maybe thereâs someone else, maybe i am steadfastly not thinking about âa summer that tries to erase and make up all the memories they've made separatelyâ as either a summer of them pretending things are ok after a year of barely speaking and now being completely different people they never were before OR a summer of them trying to pretend like they can forget about each other because maybe they didnât think their relationship was the same thing, is all, when they were or werenât together. maybe itâs nobodyâs fault but for the fact that they were scared and tired and lonely trying to make it in the big times and didnât know how to show it. and then borde shows up with takeout and plastic forks in vegas and itâs december and nothing like winter in ann arbor and still they fill up all the empty spaces in each other with the things they didnât know theyâd miss until they were gone and this is the real thing, not whatever they were trying too hard to be, to recreate their own nostalgia for the love in their memories. itâs the principle of the thing, is all, to always be true to the love they have right now & not what they think it should be.
sorry that i wrote you kind of an essay of an answer but i had so so so many thoughts because your ask was so lovely so thank you for sending it to me (you are always welcome to!! i love your imagined scenarios!!! cannot even explain how much!!!) & thank you for taking the time to read my walls of tags :))) <3
#liv in the replies#every time you send me a message i do the thing where iâve got heart emojis for thumbs & cease any coherency#FIRSTLY chris driedger who i loved as seattleâs goalie without even knowing the story:#dreidger fourth layer of a dream is making me tear up AGAIN hours later as i try to write this the echl the coast easy come hard to leave &#when he talks about being somebodyâs guy laying my head down in the bog & dragging my hands over my face chris who let you say that. who let#u break my HEART i truly donât think i will ever recover from the inception reference bc thatâs what they all talk abt u know? the nhl dream#the playersâ tribune articles are often some of the most poetic & touching sports writing & every time i am reminded i lose my shit about it#SECONDLY:#the ever present spectre of dylanâs first boyfriend zach werenski#i have so so so many quotes? drafts? posts? about the thing with saying someoneâs name to call them closer to you i say your name to speak#more of you into the world so i will possibly look for some of those to say what i mean but also: this poem was originally reminiscent of#willingly by tess gallagher which is my ajax jack / superbuddies poem & this specifically did go with the a drop of paint / the light has#fallen through you part of it but thereâs a part of THIS poem which i did not include that talks about the late light / has already happened#will go on happening forever & that whole poem with this now to say i know itâs embarrassing iâm asking for it :: easy to write about light#like falling asleep on the couch & having to carry yourself up to bed is the dylan/zach heartbreak of this. waiting & waiting for the things#you used to do & the love you used to / were promised to have with the hope that if you keep the coffee ready heâll come drink it & instead#you have too many cups of tea one yours & one cold then half-warmed over & too sweet for your tastes but youâve learned to drink it anyway#okAY now third:#this w/the UMICH BOYS? N O I DIDNâT EVEN!!! NOT A THOUGHT IN MY BRAIN!!! & now i canât stop thinking!!! & i had an entire PLAYLIST already#a ??? while ago before i even truly knew the umich boys Narrativesâ˘ď¸ i heard maude latourâs song âone more weekendâ & went hahaha isnât that#a great song for when you have that One Summer of college before everyone splits off into their own lives? isnât that a fun little umich boy#going into the nhl narrative?? to which i said NO but then it spiraled into a playlist &now there is delightful heartbreak to go with vibes#umich scholars please feel free to correct me if iâm wrong on any points i canât remember anything presently about anything#also the f a c t that that vegas picture is real and i know exactly what youâre talking about is making me %^â˘*]+ÂŁâ bc how!! is that real!!!#okay ALSO just throwing in brinksy like a casual AHAHA have brainworm for a year (my autocorrect tried to go bringst like angst which. lmao)#connor and dylan⌠all of my journeymen⌠we did not touch that because i WILL start yelling about sam gagner and marc staal and#the chrysalis and the caterpillar
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Ok, so with all these posts going around aboht election interference and calling for a recount, i wanted to find evidence that weren't twitter screenshots
Tl;dr - bomb threats yes, 3 fires at ballot boxes (1 had damaged ballots and theyre fixing it), 20 million unaccounted votes is FALSE, this shit takes time to count so be patient, cuz they are STILL COUNTING
Bomb threats at polling places:
This claim is legit, as well as the source being from russian email domains. No actual bombs were placed or set off.
Burning ballot boxes:
3 incidents of burning ballot boxes have been confirmed for this election in Portland, Oregon and one in Vancouver, Washington, both of which are suspected to be from the same individual. Republican and Democrat officials have spoken out against this, ballot boxes were guarded after the incidents started, and fire suppression systems inside the ballot boxes saved the majority of the ballots, except for one box where 488 ballots were damaged due to a malfunction of the fire suppression system.
Fires were also confirmed in Arizona by a man who apparently just wanted to be arrested and had no political motivations.
No fires were confirmed in Georgia, despite repeated claims that most of the fires were in Georgia. Georgia changed their election laws in 2021 in regards to absentee votes. Ballot boxes have been notably targetted for election conspiracy and mistrust. Take this into account when you see outcry about ballot boxes in any way.
Votes not being counted:
The screenshots im seeing particularly note California, which is the state with the largest amount of registered voters. California is also dealing with massive wildfires rn. Its gonna take a couple days, and the election isnt officially over yet. Calm down
20 million unaccounted votes:
Yall . . .
This shit takes time. Theyre not "throwing your ballots out" or "deliberately not counting votes". Be so for real
Some of this shit is valid, and should probably be known. Some of this shit is making yall sound like trumpers in 2020. Be smart. Have critical thinking.
If youre gonna reblog or comment with claims i better see credible evidence to back your claims up or youre getting blocked
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#THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY. g. suguru
â sum. the last thing youâd expect for a surprise birthday present by your friends was a visit to a menâs strip club. geto suguruâyour dancerâs got it all. tall, handsome, and he wants waaay more than just thirty minutes with you.
wc. 6.9k (h.. haha)
warnings. fem! reader, stripper au, stripper! geto, unprotected, lap dancÄŤng, dry humping, switch geto, lots of riding, 69, finishing too quick, choking, geto has nÄŤpple piercings, hair pulling, spÄŤt, dirty talk, he licks champagne off you, nÄŤpple play, breedÄŤng, praise, **** cameo :), petnames.
an. ty to the ppl who voted on my poll <3 kinda scared to post this LOL. this came on a whim Ę
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⤠kinktober mlist.
âi understand your body wants it. i know your thoughts, oh you âbout it âbout it . . â
the erotic lyrics that blared through the clubâs abject speakers nearly deafened your ears the moment you stepped inside. you were flashed with a plethora of luminescent jade lights as you read a glowing sign near the bar that read âwelcome to the vixxxen lounge.â your friends, who decided to surprise you for your birthday with nothing more than a girlsâ trip to a menâs strip club told you theyâd be getting drinks if you need them. of course . . that was probably code for: going to spend time near the private rooms.
apparently, itâs âhappy hourâ which meant countless discountsâand youâd already had your two individual sessions paid for by one of your friends. crisp aerating air waves from the air conditioner chills against your skin as you lean against the bronzy brick pillar. you gather your surroundings, eyeing the oily attractive glossed men that entertained the screaming crowds of thirsty women. the wide stage was spacey, and it almost looked like a concertâyou started to wonder just who you were paired up with. but right as youâre pondering deep in thought, thereâs a light tap on your shoulder.
âmiss.â
you turn around to face probably the most attractive man youâve laid your eyes upon. heâs tall with lengthy long hair â tangled black tresses of strands that reach just about past his shoulders. you couldnât help but openly gawk a bit . . finding your eyes to leisurely trail down toward his skimpy attire. near his neck, he had a stained smooch of a lip stick mark that was a dark shaded red. you then noticed a few hundred dollar bills stuck in between his red thin straps.
this guy, it appeared he was dressed as some kind of firefighter. he had on the helmet along with the matching baggy yellow pants, but was completely topless. the only thing that went against his chiseled pecs was the skinny straps that attached onto the belts of his pants.
âheyy,â he waves a hand in your face, arching a brow.
âo- oh, sorry,â you bashfully murmur, mentally cursing yourself out for wandering off into space again. embarrassing, embarrassing. fishing for your vip pass that gave you direct access to one of the secluded private roomsâyou dig it out your pocket, staring down at the assigned dancer and room number. âare you uh . . geto?â
âi am. but ah, suguruâs fine,â he murmurs, and he takes your pass, putting the temperature lanyard over your neck. getoâs fingers brush against your skin and you nearly shudder.
his touch.. it felt like sparks of electricity, and near the far distance by the crowded stage, your friends waved at you. with a throaty, âfollow me, birthday girl,â he swiftly turns his heels and starts making a beeline toward the back of the club. you follow him, continuing to eye his costume.
but phew, he had quite the ass.
but anywayâthatâs not the point.
it never really occurred to you how all the male strippers had specific costumesâyou were far too entranced by geto. it was probably because of how halloween was only a mere few weeks away, so itâd make sense how theyâd be ordered to get into the spirit of things.
âand imma let you do it how you wanna girl iâll riiiide with it, riiiide with it . . â
the lyrics of that catchy same song that resounded through the speakers of the club grew louderâand as he guided you inside the dimly red lit room, he makes you lie back against a cushioned sofa. thereâs a few piles of money scattered near the front, and you didnât count but that amount could make anyone filthy rich.
geto rubs the back of his neck, rolling it around to stretch before he glances down at you. you struggle to look him in the eye and a faint smile creases across his lips.
youâre new, and he could tell you werenât used to such carnal provocative environments.
ârelaaax, pretty girl,â his voice was low purr. the way he talked was soothing, a good amount of teasing and playfulness. right at his words, your shoulders slumped and you lean back.
the air around you seems to close in, getting thicker ân thicker before he makes you haul your arms over the edges of the couch. âcomfy?â and he doesnât do anything else until you give him a subtle complying nod. geto takes off his amber-colored helmet before putting it on your head. âlean back. just focus on me.â
âo . . okay,â you exhale, and your eyes finally meet his.
the fake firefighter helmet crooks, tilting a bit to the side over the crown of your head as you watch him starting to sway to the bass dropping beats. you gulp as he gets closer . . and closer, following the exact steps to his usual routine before he gets on your lap.
heâs so pretty, and now that his helmet was off of him, you got an even more view of his face. geto starts to slowly grind against you, one hand resting near back of the couch thatâs next to your shoulder. heâs fully in sync with the song that booming blares in the background.
the friction. he was moving up against you, and you couldnât help but glance down his glossy chest. his legs were huge, and you didnât even notice the clamped silver piercings that stuck against his reddened nipples. âis this okay?â he whispers, and you already feel yourself starting to heat up. the a/c was blastingâand yet, you felt like it was over a hundred degrees.
â âs okay,â you breathlessly say, feeling your facial expressions serene. geto swiftly gets off you, and he starts to rock and grind his hips against the floor.
heâs slow and preciseâeach movement matches the following before he sits up, flicking against the straps of his costume. fuck, you couldnât keep your eyes off of him. you knew he was probably used to this . . seeing so many women at a time, giving them a thirty minute private dance and going on with his day.
geto had charisma and lots lots of it.
it was ironic because he didnât even have to say anything. throughout the duration of his entire routine, he let his hips do the rest of the talking. speaking of hips, youâve never seen a more a slutty waist.
itâs unapologetically snatched, and you start to envision seeing his face plastered on every cover of a a menâs vogue magazine. heâs gorgeousâand the second heâs back in your lap again, he leans into the crook of your neck. âhey,â he repeats, and his voice was a lot more pitched and lower. itâs a dirty kind of husky that makes you clench your thighs together. as heâs up closeâyou get a whiff of his cologne. itâs quite loud, and youâd guess the scent was something between bergamot and rich aromatic oak moss. âdo you wanna touch me?â
a breath gets trapped in the back of your clogged throat at the question.
geto continues to gradually grind his hips into you as pretty black strands of his hair tickles near your shoulders. ây- yes,â and the words smoothly flow from your lips like smooth molasses of chocolate.
geto was patient, and he wanted to make you comfortableâthat was his number one priority.
he speaks in a more rough yet sly tone. â âm gonna grab your wrists okay? just feel me,â and you feel mentally prepare yourself. biting down on your bottom lipâyou mouth a soft, âokay,â and geto gently grabs your wrists.
heâs still slowly jerking his hips against you, matching each sultry beat of the song. the base of the chorus rang through your ears and the lyrics flowed through once ear ân out the other.
as you stare up at him, he makes you press your hands firmly against his shaven flexing chest. sheets of slicking sweat that covers the top part of his body coats on your hands and you cutely furrow your brows. âheh, oh sorry love. âm a bit sweaty, hope that doesnât turn you off.â
âitâs f . . fine,â you utter, and he resumes to guide your hands. his chest was as hard as a brick, and you felt how his muscles would freely tense.
god, geto was a literal sculpture. you probably looked stupid with how you kept openly staring at his perfectly carved abs. an entire six pack - each section even more strenuously ripped than the first.
as you continue to gawk, eyes nearly bulging out of their socketsâyou feel him shifting his weight a bit so he wouldnât crush you. your thumb snags against his pierced nipple and he grunts, breaking character for a second. he lets off a cute snarl. âsorry! i didnât-â
âsweetheart, itâs okay,â he hums, releasing a low puff of air. so he was sensitive there, noted.
as he continues, he makes your hands reach lower. the thin straps of his costume glide against your plump fingertips before he stops at his fading raven-colored happy trail.
black ân bushy . . you could make out every single tiny speck of hair that stuck against the lower part of his abdomen if you squinted, and you did.
the rest was hiding underneath the upper hem part of his prop turnout pants. ânow âm gonna let go of my hands,â he whispers, eyeing you intently.
it was so much lustful ardor in the air. the more you stared at the dancer, the more you started questioning why the hell you never visited a strip club sooner. a question that was probably gonna remain unanswered..
â . . ân âm gonna let you do whatever you want while i finish.â he concludes his sentence, and as if his hands were attached to your own with adhesive velcro, geto slowly pulls away.
now, itâs just your two balmy palms pressing against his chest. you take it upon yourself to drag an invisible line down his flat sleek cheek with your fingers.
your hands then find themselves reaching for a few papery fifty dollar bills, tossing it at his glossed grinding body. geto sighs with a cunning simper, continuing to rock his slim hips into your lap. âthatâs it, feel me princess. âm all yours.â
and in a way â he was.
it was only you two in the room, and yet it felt like you ân suguru were the only people on earth. the entire mood was sensual and you could almost smell the libido that radiated off his skin. it was a scent you couldnât describeâbut you didnât want him to stop.
as your hands kept roaming down his puffed out chest, you stop right at the hem of his pants. poking out, his sharp carved-like âvâ shaped pelvis arches within each muscle he moves forward.
the crimson red lights that flicker every three seconds narrowly spotlights toward getoâs fit body. for a quick momentâyou get a good glimpse of his face and heâs inches away from your shimmery twitching lips.
geto leans up to your ear and he hoarsely whispers. âbirthday girllll,â and he huffs out a drawn breath, feeling you eagerly tug at his pants. a snicker leaves from him before he gets a nice smell of your citrusy perfume. âah. is the pants gettinâ on your nerves?â
âa bit,â you murmur honestly, and you were already undressing him with your eyes. you were sure geto was most likely wearing a thong underneath but you imagined otherwise.
filthy - you couldnât believe the thoughts you were having.
to think, if you hadnât accepted this little âgirlsâ tripâ with your friends, youâd probably be sleeping the entire day away. after all, they did want you to get out more. especially for your special day. with a pout twisting across each part of your lips, you sigh. âcan iââ
âwhat, undress me?â he tries to play coy, seeing your pouty expression increase. geto hums, amused as you lightly hook a finger underneath his hooked strap before he shrugs. âgo âhead, princess. knock yârself out.â
geto found your hesitance cute. you didnât wanna seed âneedyâ but you were showing all signs of it. at the moment, you completely forgot you were at a strip club and he was just a dancer.
but fuck it.
you went slow as he still straddles your lap, slowly pulling down his loosely fitted pants. they were baggy.. a flashy color of yellow, and the more you tugged them down, the more you got a glance at his scanty thong.
itâs dark purple with his name embedded on the thin white strips.
from all sides, it spelled âs u g u r u,â in bold lilac plum colors. he even had custom made thongs? as if you couldnât get even more arousedâ
yeah, you were aroused. leave it to your legs that remained glued together starting to swelter up with ⌠stickiness.
not everyday did you have a man grind against your lap, and to be fucking frank you didnât think youâd last.
âyouâre so pretty,â you pant, watching him shimmy his pants down to where it flops down to his ankles. and oh, he had quite the bulge.
it looked almost painfulâso swole and round, you just wanted to kiss it. it looked like at any second it was about to just burst through the cottony stretched fabric. the scenery grows more hedonic as the red lights dimmer. you could barely see his face anymore, just a silhouette that grinds against your lap at each beat of the song playing loudly.
as you nearly slip out a moan, you lean back before your heaving breaths start to accelerate. âsuguru.â
âaw,â he coos, feeling your arms wrap around his slender waist. getoâs still swiftly grinding into you, feeling your cute nails claw into his back. the back of your brain kept chanting âmore, more, more!â
you still have the helmet on, and with the way itâs crooked and could barely fit your headâhe found that small detail adorable. as he remained seated on your squished thighs, it was embarrassing to think you were starting to feel yourself erratically throb.
leaning into your neck, he could loudly smell your sheer arousal and it makes him lowly chuckle against the soft shell of your ear. ânot satisfied, yeah?â and he lets off a quiet bellowing grunt, feeling your hands trail down his sweaty body once more.
heâs so built, parallel to a literal tank.
getoâs rocking against you in rhythm with the same song that still trumpets through the speakers before whispering. âjust say it ân iâll give it to you.â
âyou always come to the parties. to pluck the feathers off allll the biiiirds. . â
the lengthy song continued to drag onâand the busted speakers in the private room sounded like it was about to break from the distortion. it was loud, but your panting breaths was even louder the more geto dances on you.
letting off a longing three second moan once a leg of yours voluntarily hooks around his slim waist, you mewl out a sweet, âi want you. suguru, fuck me.â
âoh. sounds like a demand, sweetheart,â he purrs, and he stills his hips against your lap.
getoâs got a plethora of rings on each of his fingers. pretty silver ân gold bands that would wrap around his digits. he had long fingers, thin and perfectly slender.
the more you stared, the more you thought how good theyâd fit insiâ
âeyes up here,â he cuts you off, and you shudder feeling his palms cup your face. your leg still wraps around his waist before another shortly follows.
heâs barely rocking into you now, and with a bumpy shimmy, you feel his bulge rub against you. âmhm,â geto grunts before meeting your needy gaze once more. as a thumb strokes your bottom lip, pulling it down gingerly, he whispers. âask nicely. say pretty please.â
âyou wonât ⌠charge me extra?â you sheepishly say, beads of perspiring sweat trickling down all sides of your forehead.
geto smugly smiles, grumbling a subtle, ânah,â before making you lean all the way back against the padded sofa. âokay,â you breathe, and you just didnt care anymore.
you wanted him â maybe even needed him..
getoâs hardened bulge that presses against his thong throbs harder before you sweetly murmur,âplease, fuck me, suguru.â
âanythinâ for the birthday girl.â
and those words were the same exact words that ran through your mind as you now found yourself in . . quite the risquĂŠ position.
youâd be the one straddling geto now. heâs got you in a classic 69, and your pretty perked ass hovers over his face. right in front of you was his weighty fat cock, and itâs a pretty flushed pink with rosy-lime veins prodding from the sides.
youâre whimpering out sweet harmonic keynotes as his long pointed tongue slithers its through your inviting entrance, two broad arms clinging onto your hips. âfuuckk,â heâd groan, feeling you smear a thumb over his leaky mushroomy tip.
youâve already got him sopping wet from the chin down thanks to your wet cunt â glossy pearly drool seeping from the sides of his dick.
getoâs shaft remains idle, and you wrap a hand around his base before pumping it, rotating your wrist â once, twice, thrice..
he was aching, and the entire time he was giving you a show he had a boner. it was rare, usually whenever he gave lap dancesâhe was one to never really crack, he was a trained professional and yet here you were.
âmmch,â his swollen puckered lips smack against your cunt as he eats you out entirely from the back.
your mouth drops, jaw danglingâ goofily hanging open like a cartoon as he resumes to extends the length of his tongue inside the outskirts of your warm room-temperate-tastinâ-pussy.
lolling it out all the way, he licks from top to bottomâstopping at your clenching hole. geto gives it a five second kiss, a sloppy one that glues a mixture of his spit and your slimy juices on his mouth. âsweetheaaart,â he rasps, biting back a greedy groan once he feels you starting to take him in your mouth.
your throatâs seraphic warmth draws a hot sharp breath out of him as he swats a hard palm against your ass for you to start. âwhen i say move your ass against my face, i fuckinâ mean it. move,â and you let off a candied whimper the second the temporary sting sends singles toward your weeping whiny clit.
feebly, you start to flop your ass up and down against his face and you hear a satisfy âhmmâ purr from his lips. youâre moaning, sinking his cock down your throat in the process before your sticky tongue swirls around his angered crownhead. âmmph,â and you take a few inches before you feel his tip swipe against the scaled roof of your mouth.
going back up, it loudly âpops!â out as a bit of sheeny saliva trickles down your chin. youâre taking him deep within no time, and you let off a cute hiccup once his swollen sack paps near your jaw.
so full ân roundâŚ
youâre breathing through your nose, still shaking your ass against his face, swipinâ his nose occasionally like a credit card with your honeyed-slathered cunt.
his wide flat tongue felt so good that you felt your toes curling each time he playfully nibbles on your sensitive throbbing clit. his tastebuds felt each pulse and it was so hot. âsugu, fuck.â
âi know, i know,â he gruffly whispers against your runny folds. bringing a pair of long twinned fingers towards your pussy, geto strums it down the pulsating slit in a straight pillaring line.
with a bit of pressureâhe spreads your lower lips apart, getting a front row seat view of your clit pumpinâ pumpinâ away.
you had such a pretty throb, the prettiest heâs ever seen.
âgod, youâre pretty but youâre even prettier down here too,â and not only do you hear him swallow but you feel it too.
a long full gulp, and heâs making sure to savor as much of your sweet slick on his tongue as possible.
getoâs just nasty, and a proud eater. he zigzags his tongue everywhere until your visionâs murky and clouded. youâre left crossed eyed with puffed up cheeks, barely able to focus on his dick thatâs laying flat on your tongue.
a hand of his squeezes against your ass before with a mean âwhack!â he spanks it again just to see the bouncy recoil. the way a âlil fat portion of your ass would jiggle all due to the hasty-rash contact of his palm makes him throb.
and you feel it right in your mouth.
as your head bobbles at a more quick yet languid pace, your tongue skims down one of the many veins that paint down his cock. your repeated moans become muffled, and geto groans at how sloppy you soundâfrom the front and from behind.
the more he slurps every syrupy drop that dribbles out from your gurgling pussy, his precisely-thorough licks turn into exaggerated four second sucks.
geto softly caresses a hand against the bare skin of your exposed flesh, tugging on your pulled up skirt. pulled to the side were your panties that had a pretty pink star imprinted on the back decorated with glimmery rhinestones. you moan as your back slowly arches inward ân out and your knees become to buck.
his tongue, he definitely knew how to eat.
â âs good, juuuusâ like that princess,â he huffs, feeling minuscule dewdrops of your saliva pour down the sides of his cock, slicking all over his base.
your thumb traces a heart over his hefty sack, massaging his tender full testes before you hear geto whine out a sweet, âo- oooh shit,â he was tender there too, huh..
and the sound catches him completely off guard because he grunts, the swaying of his tongue gradually slowing down. getoâs pretty lashes flutter before he grunts, taking a second to breathe. âdonât . . stop, play with âem some more,â
âpfââ you pop your mouth off his dick again, wet slimy sounds following as you stroke him off with an closed palm. âare you sure?â
âyeah yeah, âm sure,â and thereâs a bit of sass in his gruff tone.
getoâs getting flustered, and never in a million years would he admit that you playing with his balls made him feel so good but fuck, it did.
geto paws a hand against your ass before letting off a hurried breathless, âfuck, âm gonna cum.â
you went back to bobbling your head up ân down, pumping his fleshy pillar of length in your free hand before you start writhing your ass against his face even more quicker. geto moans, a surge of a trill nearly escaping out his gruff vocal chords before he grunts loudly. âmmp,â and your throat was so wet ân warm.
it enveloped him entirely, and as your cuntâs sitting over his slick lipsâevery so often rubbing against his nose and slick-streamed chin, he peppers it with a few kisses.
your hips were arched ân askew, and as your tongue occasionally darts down his sensitive slit you hear him grunt again. the burgundy colored sofa pathetically dips inward due to the stacked weight of both rutting bodies. getoâs eyes start to roll their way back as you continue, nearly sucking the soul out of him.
âfuck, baby. spit on it,â he groans, clasping his teeth at your needy clit.
he slides his tongue against your cute bulbous-shaped nub before sucking on it for the umpteenth time. you moan, still tossing your ass around for him in a slow meandering manner, feeling his tongue drag down the slope of your ass again.
getoâs pussy drunk entirely, and he didnât care if this was against policy, having a customer touch him. when you tasted this divine, he couldnât help devour your cunt like the starved, starved man he was..
at his words, you spat out translucent globs of saliva from your lips, pasting the slightly curved sides of his dick with your slick mess. âpff,â and you drench him from the base down, twisting his shaft with your wrist before hearing him groan.
getoâs about to finish and you could feel the vigorous pumps of his dick in your mouth growing weaker ⌠and weaker â until, he cums.
getoâs jaw goes slack the moment his peak abnormally reaches, and growls out a husky âfuuuuuck,â with the muscles in his neck tensing.
within a blink of an eye and a snap of a finger, the flat tip of your tongueâs now being sprayed with spritz of waxen cum. itâs a bittersweet taste that coats on your judgy tastebuds, and as you close your eyes with a humming moan departing from your lips, you hear him hiss. his bodyâs violently shaking, and his hips start to hungrily thrust into your mouth.
you wriggle your ass in face as heâs barely eating you out anymore, frantically heaving as he dumps his all down your pretty tight throat. âfuck, fuck, take it,â and his body still sporadically tremors.
as your mouthâs still full, geto gives your teary wet cunt itâs last few lapping licks before his head collapses back in lecherous defeat.
with cheeks still plumply puffed â his cock remains shoved inside. his aggravated red tipâs just swiping ân erupting near the roof of your mouth as you slurp him clean.
you swallow instantaneously, luxuriating in the mildly honey taste before feeling him shudder underneath you. âgoddamn, so fuckinâ good. fuckinâ filthy, princess.â
with clammy palms, he turns you over and you lean in to kiss him. getoâs taken by surprise, and as you make him flop back against the velveteen cushion, you made your way on his lap. rough edges of teeth clash and roughly clatter against each other as each tongue plays a more salacious version twister.
geto reclines back, his hands moving toward your rocking waist as he gruntsâtasting himself on your tongue. its bitter, but with the help of your lip glossâit turns far more sweet within seconds. feverish breaths ghosts inside each mouth before you watch him reach near the side of him.
grabbing a half filled up bottle of mousseux, he flicks off the cork with a flick of his middle finger. getoâs eyes still closed as heâs delving his tongue right into your mouth.
the merciless smacking of lips grew louder before he pulls away, huffing breathlessly. âwanâ more of a taste real quick, princess,â and it sounds more like a needy plead. you see how flushed his face was, and getoâs eyes dart straight toward your bare chest. the top you wore was pulled down, clinging near the very bottom of your waist. âcâmere..â
and as you lean in, you watch as geto starts to pour down a small stream of champagne all down your chest. right between your tits, cupping underneath your tummy so none wouldnât spill further down.
he makes sure a few glosses over your pretty round breasts before he grunts, closing the distance between your chest.
geto buries his face in between the valley of your tits, licking it right up. the bubbly fruity taste lingers on his tongue as he laps you up from top to bottom moaning at the spicy sweetness.
a mixture of your skin and champagneâbetter than any cocktail this clubâs ever served.
âf- fuck,â he moans, lying his tongue flat. geto stares at you the entire time too, and his mouth gradually trails it way toward your damp neglected nipples. he cups his lips around the first nippleâslowly transitioning to the next before slurping the drink right off your body.
a tight breath gets caught in your throat as he continues to lick the rainy drops of sugary champagne off your body. geto groans, savoring the taste before with a loud âplopâ, he pops your tender wet nipple out of his mouth.
thereâs nothing but utter lust and infatuation in his eyesâand he then gets up to kiss you. the roomâs nearly pitch dark without the help of the dim effulgent red lights that shined against you both. it added to the mood perfectly.
as tongues continue to try to assert dominance, you moan right in the dancerâs mouth, returning the gesture of swapping gauzy strings of gossamer spit.
abruptly though, you pull away, gently pushing geto back against the sofa.
with a raspy âugh,â geto lands on his back as you give him a light shove. heâs at your mercy, and you stand up from his lap, a wind of confidence coming out of nowhere and nearly pulling you forward.
he stares at you with hooded cunt-drunk eyes, watching you do a figure eight with your body.
âwhatâs . . this?â he huffs, burly arms stretching over each edge of the sofa. you looked so pretty, eyeing him up and down as he does the exact same to you.
the luminescent lights started to beam on you now, highlighting your curves and entire physique.
âlie back,â you murmur, slowly sashaying toward him. geto runs a hand through his hair, his dick twitching from the cool air wafting against it. you teasingly drag a finger down the scarred middle line of his bare-puffed chest, stopping at a hardened row of his brick-made abs. âi wanna try your little routine.â
âyeahh?â geto snickers, sucking in a sharp breath once you spin around, bending all the way over. the helmet that was still on your headâyou put it back on him, watching him scoff at your audacity.
so you stole his profession now, great.
as youâre turned the other way, you slowly wriggle your ass in front of him, putting a hand over your sopping pussy and he kisses his teeth. âtch. donât tease, sweetheart,â and getoâs allured stare fixates on you the entire time. his dilated irises frantically roamed around every and any part of your body like a laser. âfuck,â he grunts, watching you finally make your way on his lap.
getoâs all submissively underneath youâbare ân exposed with his poor tip flushed. its color was a sheeny carmine red thatâs akin to a ripe cerise rose.
a few dried up splotches of cum stick near his weighty sides before he shudders. your ass sits on his flaccid dick before you start to move.
slowly,
youâre rutting into himâjust like he was to you, grinding back and forth. geto looks so pretty though, underneath you. heâs still panting a bit, sweating bullets as you tease him with your crazed hips.
you werenât at his level quite yet, but fuck could you move. geto groans, feeling your sloppy pussy rub off against his dick. you were so close to his tip that his foreskin would peel back a bit. âdo you wanna touch me?â
touchĂŠ..
geto narrows his eyes at you as you tease him, repeating his exact words from what he said to you earlier.
he doesnât just touch you, he fucks youâ
but in this case . . you fuck him.
geto holds back a moan as heâs watching his claret-colored cockhead disappear between your sappy folds. itâs like a magic trick, and with a âpoof!â half of length vanished within you.
you let off a soft shrilling whine, trying to writhe yourself around his length.
his dick was fat. âeyes-rolling-tongue-lolling-drag-your-nails-down-his back-â type of fat.
and his girth only made things ten times more intense. you felt him rearranging your guts within each prolonged inch you took â literally.
youâre as slow as a snail with the way you try to take him wholly. even as youâre gingerly sinking your bare ass down with his cock snug ân deep inside you, he easily kisses against your g-spot.
itâs happening already, and you donât even realize heâs fully in before a cooing whimper rawly snatches from the back of your dry esophagus. âoh fuck,â you huff, tossing your arms around the dark haired man.
getoâs got the same wide-eye-jaw-dropped reaction to you, and with one arm snaking around your waistâanotherâs tightly gripping onto your right ass cheek.
he spanks it, giving it a short squeeze afterward. your chest starts to heave in quickened intervals, and once he feels you starting to move itâs game fuckinâ over..
âgod, pussyâs âta die for,â he groans, eyes sexily rolling back until his sockets show nothing but white.
you had him whipped, and he can hear your cunt trying to have a word of its own, squelching out cute gargled squelches. you start to ride him at a mere hypnotic rhythmâand getoâs a lot more vocal now.
with his adamâs apple bobbing, both hands of his were now gripping onto your waist now. piles of money surround you too, a few sticking against his sweaty beefy thighs. âfuck me,â he grunts, and itâs more like heâs begging.
geto locks eyes with you, shaggy long bangs running past his eyes before he securely grabs your hipsâtrying to keep up pace with you. âmhm, thaaaâs it. ride it, ride . . the shit out of me, uuughhh.â
â âm trying,â you moan, biting your lip each time his swollen cockhead plummets its way deep.
heâs just so bigâyou couldnât wrap your head around how a guy could be so damn big.
the good kind of big, and each time heâd seep a single girthy inch into you, your stomach would churn like butter. heâs in sooo deep, your legs could barely support yourself anymore and he had to hold you steady.
as he pulls you all the way down, geto reaches waaay inside of your sloppy gripping cunt thatâs oh-so desperate to wring him like a vice.
his thick cock greets your pretty fleshy cervix, mimicking a soft âknockâ before introducing itself with a welcoming pound.
he holds your hips, pumping himself into you again, and again, until your pussy remembered each stroke, each thrust, each fuckinâ letter of his nameâfront to last..
slow but fucking deep.
you gasp, clinging onto his neck before soft hurried pants of âyeah, yeahâ âs scurry past your glossed lips.
getoâs dewy eyes were half lidded and heâs never felt more pussy drunk in his life. trustâheâs had his fair share of women but oh, you were far different. it was something about you, and he just wanted more after each carnal second passed.
youâre so into his dick givinâ your pussy a fuck of a lifetime that you donât even realize your hand was now wrapped around his thick neck. not too tight, but getoâs reaction time was slow also. once he realizes seconds after you did, he sheepishly scoffs before slyly humming.
âgoddd, yâr so fuckinâ hot when you choke me,â he purrs, tugging at the panties that pull to the side of your thighs. of course heâd enjoy it, and as his dickâs still massaging your gummy walls, he moans. âharderrr.â
âdonât be greedy,â you mumble, burying your knees into his bulky thighs.
the way you rocked against him was hypnoticâand getoâs hands remain on your waist.
you nearly shudder, feeling the various cold bands of his rings run and tickle down your skin. heâs in love with your body, and even more in love with the way you feel from the inside.
leaning in close until youâre just inches away from his spit-slicked lips, your thumb runs its way down the bulging ball that lies inside his throat. âsay âpretty pleaseee.â â
âtsk,â geto scowls, and even with a pout heâs effortlessly attractive. your hips continued to champion its way up ân down at a deranged pace as you moved, and his cockâs pumping you full over and over and over. with a vexed grunt, he utters. âpretty please, choke me harder.â
leaning in to kiss the side of his mouth, you whisper a crooning, âgood boy,â and geto whines the moment you add a bit more pressure around his neck.
his hairâs all in his face, and your ass was just ruthless.
ferociously slamming down onto his stout cock, youâre drenching him from the base down with your syrup-coated slick. a bit of your own sloppy arousal glues against the pried apart crevices of your thighsâpasting against his as well.
itâs a mess, and with how close he was getting, he was about to create an even bigger one..
geto felt like he was ascendingâand with how you were riding him, it didnât take him long before heâs close again.
yet this timeâso were you, and you could recognize the feeling all too well. getoâs cock stretched you to capacity, and he grabs the few dollar bills that scatter on the sofa, throwing it at your body whilst you rode him. he makes it rain on you, spanking your ass with a crumbled up hundred rubbing against your stung skin.
âfuck, âm gonna fuckinâ cum again,â he grunts in your ear, feeling your pace accelerate by a mile. you were draining him, preparing to milk him and the thought of him stuffing your cunt full made you pulse.
your tongue salivated at just imagining it..
the warmth, the stickiness, the way itâd spill between your thighs. youâre moaning out sweet noises yourself as you both rut into each other at a demented overzealous pace. getoâs thick thighs clenchâand while youâre letting out cute blubs of his name on repeat until itâs the only syllables your dumb brain could registerâhe pulls you close. ângh, same time, pretty girl. cum with me, letâs make a . . hah, mess together.â
âokay,â you mewl out, both hips pivoting in lascivious unison.
both sweaty mounds of flesh blissfully bounce into at other and each squelch makes you whimper out in ecstasy.
you cup getoâs pecs, smearing a thumb over his pierced nipples and he whines instantly. you lean in to suck against the bars that slash through his tender areola. geto leans back manspread, growling out husky, âfuuuuck!â âs as you hum, giving both his nipples its few seconds of attention.
it lasts for seconds that felt like years, and one you pull away he lets out a cute blasĂŠ huff.
as your cuntâs in the midst of overflowingâyour hips tremor once more time before within milliseconds, you both cum.
itâs quick..
and with your jaw dropping and getoâs shoulders fatally sagging after his big, heavy sighâhe starts to fill you up ounce after ounce.
itâs patching hot, and the second heâs beginning to spill ân dump out his perfect ivory ribbons of cum inside of you, you grunt out a melodic finishing, âfuuuck.â
swinish, weak hands grab at your ass as you come undone alsoâwhimpering soft defeating babbles from the sensitive feeling of your cunt spasming right between your jittery numb legs.
you feel static ⌠shock, electricity pulsing through your veins all at once. your entire body was turning haywire. as you start to grow limb right with geto underneath youânirvana runs through each individual axon on your body before you hear a loud âpop.â
itâs more of a sopping squishing sound, and you were so dumbed down from his dick that you didnât even realized how full you were..
peeking down, he filled you to the brim. wads and wads and wads of cum went inside of you and you moan, spreading your ass apart while craning your neck around just to see for yourself.
â âm so full, suguru,â you pant, sliding a thumb down your sputtering cunt thatâs plugged with both his cock and his thin oozing seed. you lick your lips before turning back towards geto and heâs absolutely fucked stupid.
you rode him so good to the point where heâs just stammering out inaudible whines. itâs cute, and you lean in to kiss him once more.
oh.. he was hooked.
he deepens with a few clingy hands feeling at your chest. the kiss gets more passionate rather than sloppy, and as heâs still buried inside of your cuntâhe slowly starts to trail butterfly kisses down your neck. you moan, turning your head before you pull away. âshit, i almost f- forgot.â
âforgot what?â he hoarsely rasps, watching you unalign yourself, plopping down on the sofa with a big content sigh.
geto leans in, allowing his thumb to draw circles around your hips before you reach in for your purse, pulling out another decorated vip pass.
sheepishly, you utter. âmy friends bought me two sessions with two dancers. so i have another one after you,â and you glance at the clock, squinting before you let off a bashful titter. â. . . oh, that was way past thirty minutes.â
âwho? what dancer, sweetheart?â geto utters with a pout. he was still aching, already missing his you felt from the inside. he watches as you squint at your pass that reads the dancerâs stage name and / or full name on the back.
âuhh, it says tââ
âshe means me,â and the both of you spin heads, ogling at the glittery red carpet and decorated pathway that was once covered up.
you could hear geto that laid beside you muttering out a jealous, âfuck,â as you meet the other dancerâs gaze.
heâs wearing a leopard thong with an added on accessory of the most smuggest grin youâve ever seen.
a slashed scar runs down the right side of his crooked curved lips and you spot bills sticking at both sides of his halfway on thong that nearly shows his sharp hips before he hums.
ânameâs toji,â and youâre suddenly being lifted up by strong, tatted brawny arms before he turns around, winking at a very pissed of geto before trodding out the private room with you in his arms.
âiâll take it from here,â and feral green eyes with an even more feral grin. âainât that right, birthday girlll?â
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Posttimeskip/Canon!Bakugo Katsuki NSFW Alphabet
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A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
You were his first everything so with that you wanted to teach him just a few things like aftercare. However, Bakugo already had to down to a science. He didnât like sleeping in sweat and cum so heâd offer you to take a shower while he puts new sheets on the bed and he joins you a little later. He noticed how thirsty you get after so heâd bring a water bottle and some juice/tea, maybe even a sweet snack if you donât fall asleep too soon. A lot of this stuff was common sense except the cuddle part. Itâs not like he didnât want to hold you after it was just awkward for him. He just had you cross eyeâd and crying on his dick now you him to be held and babied? But after some reassurance that you definitely do and you also wanted to make sure if you did good. âOf course you did dumbass you always do.â Is what he could huff out hearing such nonsense.
Post nut clarity Bakugo is softer, more touchier somehow and quiet. Heâd much rather hear your yapping and he just responds with âYeah.â âOf courseâ âNo. dumbassâ with a lot of kissing in between of course
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
Yeah we all know he loves ass. He does, shamelessly so, smacking it while eating you out, smacking it when your back is faced him, patting it while you lay on his lap . But he loves your lips just as much. Theyâre like pillows, bouncy, and incredibly soft. Itâs like a sweet flavor as well knowing you always have different types of lipgloss to wear.
I donât think he is very particular of any part of his body, but since dating you, you love to talk about his back and arms, the way you hug him from behind or grab onto his arm walking through a crowd. More importantly how you scratch his back when heâs inside you and claw his shoulders when he keeps overstimulating you. Itâs become partial motivation to his workout now.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Bakugo actually practices safe sex 90% of the time. He isnât prepared to have any children yet and he doesnât want any scares so he does at least buy the ULTRA thin condoms. However. The day you finally let him w/o a condom for his birthday he almost came faster than usual which actually made him upset LMAOO.
âWhat theâF-FFUCK!â
âY-Yâokââ
âI AM!âŚjustâŚfuck this feel good.â
So he will cum in you or on your ass, and smack it with his dick because he seems clean but heâs such a dirty bastard at heart.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He doesnât keep many secrets from you but the few are really only justified. The first one was that when you both were making out for the first time you grinded against his semi hard dick and he let out a soft moan in your mouth. You never pointed it out but it sounded so hot and it almost threw him off because he never made that noise before. After that, for the next few months before you both finally had sex he thought of that feeling alone to get off when masturbating. Not his finest moment but he couldnât help it.
He likes when you pull his hair but you only did it once and heâll be damned if he asks you to do it again. Do it again
Another one would be when you and him were just talking and not having sex yet he used to only watch porn where the people looked similar to you. So heâd sometimes type up Asian guy x black girl or some shit. He was actually using it to mentally prepare himself for when he does fuck you and itâs something he isnât ready to ever tell you because he knows getting sex advice from porn is absolutely terrible.
Speaking of getting prepared he also asked Kiri for some advice on how to eat you out. Bakugo used to watch a lot of oral sex videos and honestly he really was most nervous about that part, heâs aware he wasnât the best kisser at first and the last thing he wanted to do was bite you or something so he simply asked his best friend that loss his virginity before him the question: âWhere is the clit?â
He swore Kiri to secrecy to never speak of that conversation again after that.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
A virgin up until he dated you. Like I said youâre his first everything so teaching him was actually something you were expected to do, however his pride always got the best of him so when you corrected him heâd always get pissy.
âMy clit is hereââ
âI fucking know that.â
So instead of verbally telling him what to do you you showed him with your body, moaning louder when he hits or licks the right spot, praising him when he uses the right move. He caught onto this quick and by the time it was the 2nd round he was damn near perfect
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
A lot of people say backshots but I personally think Lotus and honorable mention is missionary Hear me out: Bakugo gives vanilla. He just does he doesnât need all the special positions and areas to fuck he just wants you, him, and a comfortable surface preferably a bed or couch. He doesnât want to be perceived as some sex freak or anything he is very simple when it comes to sex. Mostly because heâs so shy but wonât admit it.
The Lotus Position is something that actually overwhelms him in the best way possible. Your foreheads touching, your breast pushed up against his as he assist your push to keep grinding and bouncing against him, FUCK does he love the noises you make in his ear when youâre close too, biting him as you cum. He kisses you a lot too to swallow some of your sounds. How your hands creep onto his neck moaning his name. Plus he is squeezing your ass as you both move in sync. He loves it.
Missionary is almost a ties in because he feels he has the most control. Yeah he can be soft but he still loves to be in charge. He likes the intimacy that comes with these positions so best believe itâs a go to.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Unintentionally. He has always been so funny to you, but he likes it believe he is serious during sex. Yet you canât help but giggle when he makes a comment about blaming you for making him get so close to cumming.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He has a visible happy trail. Doesnât grow much so he never needs to trim it, he was going to cut it off the day after you had sex with him the first time and you were able to stop him. Bakugo wanted to make his pelvic area smooth for you because he was worried his hair was itchy to you, once you explained it felt good to feel it on your pussy when he fucked you he havenât touched it since.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
WellâŚ.he can try. You can tell when he tries but bless his heart he is so damn aggressive on accident. He once tried to give you a massage but his own sweat mixed with the oil cause his hand to slip so much to the point he got mad and pop a small explosion on your lower back.
You still have the small burn mark and laugh at it from time to time. He doesnât laugh though he regrets it a lot.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He masturbatesâŚoften. He has for years and even after graduating high school he only did it every other day or week when he was really tense or couldnât sleep. But ever since he got with you it stopped.
Because you do it for him.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Heâd tell you he doesnât have any. Which is half true.
He is pretty vanilla, BUT from the last few times you tried something new you noticed he enjoyed a couple things:
Overstimulation is always fun, he used to do it on accident. Now, itâs almost expected to happen after oral or penetrative sex. Something about that second orgasm really puts him in a whole â other cloud 9 he canât even explain. Itâs the rarest times heâs ever selfish with you sexually.
Praise Kink 100000%. Itâs so funny to see the frustrated look on his face of focusing to not cum when youâre in his ear telling him how amazing he is and how nobody else could make you feel this way. Gets him hard every time.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He does enjoy the bed, but he has a huge couch in his dorm, he ate you out a few times during a movie and it led to you on top riding him. It felt so cozy falling asleep after that now 90% of the movie nights yâall have in his dorm leads to something not so wholesome.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You.
Your reactions, your twitches, your moans, the way you say his name it all drives him more to keep going and practicing to get better for you. He absolutely loses his MIND the way you cry out for him too.
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
He will not ever do anything like humiliation or too much violence like slapping your face. He knows he can be abrasive as it is on accident and even the thought of going to far and harming you would possibly cause him to take a pause on sex no matter how much he loves it
I am 50/50 on somno. I believe he wants you alert to what heâs doing to you for his own peace of mind. But he wouldnât be opposed to him waking up to YOU touching him.
Heâs not a big fan of âdaddyâ, he wonât stop what heâs doing but heâd rather hear his name or âbabyâ or even a nickname you made out of his name.
You will not peg him. He is very sensitive about his ass.
No threesomes or anybody watching. Call him selfish, but your body is his in his mind so heâd prefer if nobody sees what you have only blessed him with.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
LOVES giving. Way more than he will admit, there has been days where heâd finish sparring with someone and to release the stress he had from Deku almost beating his ass again he came to your dorm and offered to lay between your thighs as you studied.
You didnât get much studying done.
Heâs improved on his skill too. However heâs constantly messy, itâs not just kitten licks with this man he sucks and fingers and even nibbles on you like heâll never eat you again. Itâs almost selfish.
He loves the feel of your pussy against his tongue, he doesnât taste much. If you were to ask him what you taste like he would say nothing, really but the warm, slimy slick just does something to him. If he could heâd eat you for hours
Now that doesnât mean he doesnât love seeing you gag and swallow his dick absolutely not. When you both started getting more physical you actually sucked his dick quite often (since he was afraid to eat you out at the time) he would actually anticipate on it whenever you both were alone so heâd keep his sweats incredibly low to his waist on purpose
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Bakugo an intense guy so he starts off slow and his touches gradually turn more focused towards your reactions. Heâs consistently looking into your eyes with every noise you make, each thrust is deep and nearly knocks the wind out of you. Itâs not until heâs close he begins to chase that high, breathing into your mouth, circling your clit w his fingers, and going faster with slightly shallow thrusts.
Heâs a big kisser btw so be prepared for little to no air because if heâs not kissing your low lips heâs kissing your upper lips with each thrust swallowing your cries
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Hates em.
The idea is always fun to him but when he realizes he has to stop right when heâs getting started he hates it. He wants to take his time. He probably enjoys foreplay the most which is why he canât stand having to make it short.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Bakugo is pretty stubborn and doesnât like too much change but if youâre willing to reassure him about what you want he may consider. It canât be any of the no though.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Man can last a while. He can even if heâs sensitive, but he can last EVEN LONGER in between breaks. Just as long as you cock warm him. An average night of sex with him is usually 30-35 minutes, but including foreplay is actually an all day thing. Foreplay can start from the moment you wake up and heâs kissing you good morning all the way to that evening when you both are showering together and his fingers are creeping between your thighs
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Doesnât understand toys but if youâre willing pick like a vibrator he wouldnât mind it. You just canât use it too much, he has read those things can fuck up your sensitivity and heâll be DAMNED if he loses to a TOY
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Bakugo actually wasnât that much of a teaser until you brought it out of him. When he went down on your once he kept kissing and biting your thighs for WAY too long that you began to whine his name. Once he heard that pretty little âpleaseâ slip through your tongue something just snapped. He loves to hear you beg now so occasionally heâll edge you or tease you a bit before giving you what you want.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Heâs not that loud. A few mumbles of your name and a couple groans is the most youâll get because he wants to hear you more. When heâs close heâll begin to say a few âcum with meâ âcum for meâsâ which is so hot to hear since his voice breaks when heâs cumming
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He learned sign language through out the years after finding out his hearing was becoming worse and he taught you as well. Now you both communicate in public through SL, and a few times he said the nastiest shit to you across the room during a lecture.
Bonus: Heâs a big PokĂŠmon nerd. Loves Gengar, Charizard, and Growlithe.
Bonus two: He has a secret tattoo he got when he turned 21
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
Bakugo is a more length than girth guy. Heâs a shower and cut. About 7.8ish inches and it curves to the left. He also had a beauty mark on the left side of his shaft and pelvic area.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Yâall have sex about 4-5 times a week. If yall miss a week spike it up to 6 because he needs to release some stress
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
You fall asleep before him so after taking care of you and cleaning you up he usually waits until youâre sleep and follows suit. Sometimes when youâre still yapping and heâs ready to go to bed heâll gently fan your eyelids to close with his fingers. Somehow it works everytime and you slowly stop talking a dm cuddle in his chest.
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oh god i was redrawing my first (unfinished) animatic and now its 1:30 am. uhm. goodnight <3
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VOID STATE EXPLAINED: HOW TO GET THE LIFE YOU DREAM OF ἍáĄ
A TELL-ALL GUIDE TO THE METHOD EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT
so in my asks i have alot of people going âsai, you always go on and on and on and on about the void and different problems people may have, but you never explain what it is and how to get thereâAnd to be honest with you, most of my posts were meant to be that way because i knew of other blogs explaining the void and my blog was just meant to be follow up posts for those who already knew about the void. Although, now i feel more confident and equipped to explain the void in its entirety.
so strap in for this long ass post because this is a gonna be THE guide (if you canât tell iâm very excited for this post)
i just wanna say that this post is an inspiration and a remix of all those that have inspired me
1. What is the void?
so as you can see yourself and life right now is you in the physical plane (the notorious 3D) you are experiencing the world as *your name* *your lastname*, and your experience is confined by the way that you initially came into the world, being y/n y/ln . The void, originally known as the âI AMâ state is when you leave that experience behind, you leave the physical world behind and become nothing and everything at the exact same time. And doing so you can create and destroy absolutely anything in your experience = your reality which is why people call their destination after the void their âdrâ=âdesired realityâ.
2. Why the void?
This method is seen as very effective and efficient once you know how to do it right because itâs a âmethodâ in which your subconscious mind is in full control, which means you can do absolutely anything and thatâs not some conspiracy or belief, it is a fact that when entering this subconscious-based meditation state that you can do absolutely anything, which is why i said that you have the power to create and destroy anything in the physical plane, altering your experience. You can change your genetics, your family and friends, your wealth, gender, where you live and much more. You can also redesign things, like a country for you to live in, your age, your s/oâs age, your memories and just your life in general. Just one trip to the void and all that you dream of is yours.
The void doesnât have to be pitch black you can design it anyway you like, i see alot of people in my dms and asks, saying that the pitch black scares them, but your void can look anyway you want.
personally iâm not scared but i just wanted my void to look cute so i added pink stars to the pitch black
3. How do i get to the void?
There are many ways to get into the void, you can follow a guided many meditation, you can listen to subliminals or waves, you can simply affirm, you can visualise, or you can simply do none of these and go into the void with just the intent, KNOWING that itâs apart of you. You donât need any method to tap into the void, all you need is yourself and the intent, knowing itâs apart of you and not some magical fairyland. You can enter at anytime of day, because youâre a god and donât need to be confined to âtimeâ. âTimeâ is a malleable concept and iâll be dammed if you guys waste your days because you only believe that you can tap in at night.
4. Problems people have with the void
3 things: wavering, laziness and putting the void on a damn pedestal
a lot of you guys fail to enter the void simply because you try to enter. all the things i have said about the void make it almost impossible to believe, a golden ticket to your dream life with one trip to the void. And because of the fact that we have been conditioned to believe that we have to work for everything we have, this just seems to good to be true. and you see the void as some magical place when itâs YOU, the void is YOU, why do you think you affirm âI Amâ? well itâs because the void is literally the state of you being everything but nothing, it is not a place it is a state, hence the void STATE, the âI Amâ STATE. itâs a meditative state and thatâs it.
When you enter the "I AM" state, why do you affirm phrases like "I am, I am pure consciousness, I am the void, I am unattached to any reality, I am faceless and formless"? It's because these affirmations align you with your divine essence, your true God Self. However, this practice is often short-lived. You enter this state briefly, and when you don't experience any immediate changes or wake up in the same shitty reality, you begin to doubt. You think, "Why hasn't it worked? I must be doing something wrong. I'll try again tonight." This is what wavering looks like. You declare yourself to be in the "I AM" state, but when it doesnât immediately manifest, you believe it hasn't worked and attempt to re-enter it repeatedly. This endless cycle of trying can confuse your subconscious mind. Instead of truly embodying the state, you're constantly oscillating, creating inconsistency and doubt.
STOP TRYING AND START BEING, OR YOU WILL GET NOWHERE
the void is the easiest thing ever and it is owed to you, because it is you
you can literally enter right now and have every single thing youâve ever wanted, with just a meditation state, the void isnât the one with the power itâs you. The void is inside of you and it is lifeless, the only time it gains any power is when YOU step into the equation. As i once said, the void is your bitch not the other way around.
5. Unhealthy relationships
Although the void is one of the best methods i know, i would hate for anyone to accumulate an unhealthy, toxic relationship with the void. The void is as easy as breathing, i know, but it can be alot for some of us to wrap our heads around due to the way we have been conditioned to think (which hurts my heart more than you know). I see people spend months and years trying to get into the void going through an emotionally taxing experience with it. Although i tell people it doesnât matter how much time youâve âwastedâ and not to let that discourage you because you could really enter now if you put your mind to it (no pun intended) , if you know that it has been eating you up trying for the void going around a constant cycle, please take a break or use other methods.
now with that i say go, go and redesign yourself, deconstruct yourself and create the new you, start from scratch and make your dream self, go to the void and get your dream life.
donât try, just be đđ
i really hope you loved this as much as i do, now go get your dream life -salem ἍáĄ
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