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[thebananniediariesbyannie]

shop the NEW swimwear that arrived at KNIX! + there's a discount code inside this post for you!

period swimwear..yes please! knix has created swimwear that is both functional and comfortable; based on my personal experience. i love their swimwear and am so excited to share all of these new styles with you!

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[the-muppet-joker]

Feeding the neighbors cat hard boiled eggs and thinking about how many women have to suffer from Menstration. FUCK! WHY CAN'T WOMEN JUST LIVE! I grit my teeth at the injustice. I will fight periods for you with my bare fists. I WILL PROTECT YOU. As a Dark Feminist, it is my duty.

[eobard-thawne]

FAVORITE SCENES FROM BECOMING ELIZABETH: 4/∞ "You look beautiful. Show me. Oh, ready for this party and ready before me. Beauty really is wasted on the young. You don't use it or believe it, and then just when you start to, it disappears. But it leaves the vanity behind, for the sake of irony, probably."

[redysetdare]

I'm an "AroAce Stereotype" I'm Romance averse/Repulsed> I'm Sex repulsed I'm non-partnering I hate the idea of marriage in all forms I don't want a QPR at all I'm loveless I'm someone who gets uncomfortable at sexual talk and sex jokes I'm someone who often has innuendos or sexual concept fly over my head. I'm someone who can't tell when someone is flirting with me I'm someone who can't pick up on romantic or sexual tension I'm someone who finds "shipping" to be annoying I'm someone who says "They just seem like friends to me" I'm someone who believed that attraction could be turned on or off I'm someone who can't make sense of romance at all and cant figure out what makes it different from every other relationship. I'm someone who thinks romance is stupid and sex is gross and I don't understand the big deal everyone makes about it I'm someone who never was upset to find out I was AroAce but rather relieved as I have a genuine fear of being stuck in a romantic relationship that i do not want. In all cases I am not an AroAce who can be considered "normal" by the standards of allo society.

I'm not just a stereotype for you to shit on. I'm not the reason aphobes are aphobic I'm not a problem that you need to erase and refute to be accepted by allos. I'm not an experience that you and ignore as "not really how aspec people are" just because You are not part of it. Stop leaving us behind. Stop throwing us under the bus. We deserve support too. We deserve to not be demonized and shunned because we're an "stereotype". We are not the problem. We are not a problem to be fixed. start fighting aphobes on their logic instead of trying to make up for our existence.

[edwinisms]

it’s actually so wild to me that this fairly quirky YA type show gave both of its main characters deaths that can, in one way or another, solidly be considered hate crimes. they were both flat out murdered as a result of being A) gay and effeminate or B) brown (south asian, specifically) and you could argue whether or not those kids thought of it that way in the moment or whatever but the bottom line is that they would not have been in the situations that killed them if they weren’t of their respective minorities. like legitimately that is a ballsy choice for this kind of netflix show, let alone for the two Main Characters, and i respect it big time

[wickjump]

lvl20 cross is my no.1 enemy btw. if i see him there will be an unspecified lethal weapon in my paws and it will be pointed in his general location

[ravensvalley]

#NorthernFlicker

Breeding period... singing, dancing, and loving.

@BenAdrienProulx May 5th, 2024.

[mermaidgirl30]

✨I’ve Got You, Baby Girl✨

A/N: This has been on my mind a lot this week after a rough week of cramps. This one is for all my girlies that need some extra love and care on their periods. Thank you @mountainsandmayhem and @littlevenicebitch69 for encouraging me to write it 🥰

Summary: After suffering all day alone with cramps, Joel comes home from work to take care of you and gives you exactly what you need.

Pairing: Joel x fem! reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ Only MDNI)

Word Count: 1.7k

Tags: Joel comforts you, oral receiving (fem), orgasm, Joel goes down on you on your period, sweet pet names, Joel in love

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

The warm sun glows through the sheer curtains, the velvet blanket draped loosely over your legs as you hug the heating pad to your stomach. Your body aches, your bones crushing together as you hug your knees to your chest. You hate this time of month, hate the awful cramps, hate having to stay in bed all day. It was the worst time of every month. Your period.

You can feel Joel walk into the room, his large presence hovering through the door as you feel immediate relief that he’s home from work early.

“Baby, you doin’ okay? I got worried when you told me you called into work. Can I get you anything?” he asks softly as he walks over to you with his leather work boots scuffing against the hardwood floor.

“Can you get me some water, please?” you ask pathetically as another painful cramp takes over all your senses.

“‘Course, sweetheart. Be right back.”

As he leaves the room, you roll over and pull the blanket off you as your velvet pink shorts barely graze your thighs. Maybe a little water and some air on your sweat covered skin would do you some good.

When he enters back into the room, he comes and sits on the edge of the bed as he hands you a glass of cold water. “Here ya go, sweetheart. Maybe this will help some.”

Your fingers graze his calloused fingers lightly and you smile sweetly as you take the cup and take some sips of refreshing water.

“There ya go, sweetheart,” he coos as he runs his fingers through your messy hair, the feel of his hand instantly soothing you as you relax into his soft touch.

“You’re always so good to me, Joel,” you smile as you set the glass on the edge of the mahogany nightstand and slowly turn to look at his beautiful face. His honey colored eyes staring down at you with nothing but affection as a crooked smile fills his face. He’s always so beautiful, even after a long day at his contracting job.

“Gotta take care of my best girl, don’t I? There’s nothin’ more I wanna do than make sure you’re bein’ taken care of. My perfect girl,” he says sweetly as he runs his thick fingers slowly over your cheek, caressing you in nothing but full affection. He always did know how to completely melt your heart. And he did, every single day.

“How’d I get so lucky?” you sigh as you run your fingers through his salt-and-pepper scruff and stare into warm, brown doe eyes.

“No, how’d I get so lucky is the question,” he chuckles as he rubs the back of your head softly as his other hand skates gently down your arm.

A painful cramp twinges in your gut, and you whine out in pain as you clamp down on Joel’s wrist, your long nails digging into his tanned skin as you call out his name in a plea.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. I’m right here, baby girl. I’ve got you,” he says as he pulls a strand of hair across your glistening forehead behind your ear and soothes you with a soft kiss against your cheek. “What do you need, pretty girl?”

“I… I don’t know. Just want you here is all,” you mumble as you reach for him, another cramp making you bite your lip as you swallow down the agonizing pain.

“Mmm. I know what you need, baby. I can make those cramps go away.”

“How?” you ask, your eyebrows furrowing together as he gets up from the bed and heads to the bathroom.

“Just trust me, okay?” he asks as he comes back with a sandy colored towel, laying it out across the end of the bed.

“Joel,” you warn, your eyes sinking to the soft towel at your feet. You know what he’s planning now, and it makes your insides churn with both embarrassment and pure desire.

“C’mon, baby. I know how to soothe those cramps. This is what you need, even if you’re afraid of askin’ for it out loud. I know, sweetheart. I always know,” he smiles as the crow’s feet pull at the edges of his honey eyes. He’s always so handsome.

“But… but I’m bleeding. I’m not… I’m not…”

“You’re not what, baby? C’mon. You think a little blood bothers me?” he asks with one eyebrow cocked up, a smirk playing on his lips as his brown eyes stare down at you affectionately.

“Oh, I don’t know. Most guys don’t want…”

“I’m not most guys, sweetheart. Now c’mere. Let me take care of those cramps.”

He slides you down to the end of the bed and settles you right over the towel as your legs hang off the bed, your eyebrows knitting together as you close your eyes and cringe for what he’ll see under the short shorts.

“Hey. Open your eyes for me. You don’t have to be nervous, sweetheart. It’s just your period. You’re still as beautiful as ever. Don’t gotta hide from me, sweet girl,” he purrs as you open your eyes and stare wide-eyed at him. He’s so soft, so caring. You just love him so much.

You let him pull your shorts off, your lacy underwear coming off next as you lie bare before him with your heart beating a thousand miles an hour in your chest. He doesn’t shy away, doesn’t cringe as he takes in all your body, your legs shaking slightly as you hold your breath and watch the way he lovingly looks at you.

“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful, you know that?” he asks as he pulls you forward and hooks your legs around his broad back as he gets on his knees and slowly glides his calloused fingers against your inner thighs.

“You make me feel beautiful, Joel,” you say in awe as he gently blows over your center, his nose softly grazing your curls as he hovers his lips right above your folds.

You tense your legs up around him, and he pushes down slightly on your lower stomach to calm you down. “Hey, relax. Let me make you feel better, okay?” he asks with gentle words, his husky voice echoing off the glowing walls as you nod your head in reply.

“Okay,” you agree.

“You ready?” he asks before his lips drop down on you.

“Mhm,” you hum as you try to relax your weight against him.

“Tell me to stop and I will. Just relax, breathe. Let me take those cramps away,” he coos. And then his mouth sinks down against you.

His tongue gently slides up and down your folds, his calloused fingers spreading you as he finds his way to your clit and swirls slowly as you feel your cramps already easing from his soft tongue on your most sensitive part of your body.

“Oh,” you moan as you twist your fingers through his tousled curls and catch him groan against the feel of you.

“There ya go, baby. Just relax. Let it all out. I’ve got you,” he coos before he dives back down and sucks your throbbing bundle of nerves into his needy mouth.

Your body writhes against him as he holds one hand down softly against the base of your stomach, the other holding your thigh down as he laps a thick strip from your dripping hole all the way to the top of your clit, dragging a tinge of blood down his throat as he drinks you down.

It’s almost an animalistic sight of him lapping you down on your period, but it’s also so fucking hot. No other man that you know would do this for you, but Joel does. He’d do absolutely anything for you. And this was one way of him showing you just that.

You feel your insides clench up as he draws slow circles over your clit, a burning feeling caking your insides as you feel your orgasm about to break. You’re already so close, his experienced tongue always making you feel so good.

“Joel,” you whine as you clench your legs around him and fist your fingers through his messy curls.

“C’mon, sweetheart. Come for me. It’s okay. Go on. Wanna make all those cramps disappear,” he murmurs as he pulls your glistening clit back into his mouth.

You feel the pressure building in your spine, feel the tingling sensations slide down your body as white hot heat starts to spill down your insides. Three more meticulous licks to your clit and you’re done for.

“Joelll, I’m coming,” you moan as you clench up over nothing and feel hot liquid pool down your thighs, your cramps no more as you ride out your blissful high of a sweet orgasm.

“There ya go. Such a good girl,” he praises as he laps up every single drop of slick between your thighs, your heart tearing at the seams as you stare lovingly down at the man that just gave you your sweet release that you so desperately needed.

You see the shine of your slick against the scruff of his beard as he gently cleans off your inner thighs and messy pussy, making sure to be thorough with his hands. He slides your underwear and shorts back on and drops the towel to the floor in a heap as he scoops you into his strong arms, bringing you back to the head of the bed as he holds you tight against his broad chest.

“You feel any better?” he asks as he kisses you gently against your cheek as his fingers run softly through your hair.

“Much better,” you smile as you place your hand on top of his and curl your fingers around his.

“Good. I love you, baby,” he purrs into the shell of your ear as you turn and lock your lips against his, letting the warmth from his plush lips fill you with nothing but peace and longing.

When you break the kiss, you whisper back to him, “And I love you, Joel Miller.”

He kisses your forehead softly and pulls you back against his warm chest. “Go to sleep, baby girl. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

You close your eyes and let the warmth from his tanned skin flood your senses. This is home. He is home, and you never want to be anywhere else but in his loving arms.

Tags: @keylimebeag @msjarvis @princesatracionera @rav3n-pascal22 @syd-djarin @lotusbxtch @laurrrra @sheepdogchick3 @casa-boiardi @pedrostories @whitewolfstar01

[thekittyokat]

sucks that saw 3d's weird 2010 misogyny makes some people interpret hoffman as a misogynist when 1. it goes against everything we know about him up until that point / the whole premise of rigg's game and 2. it's SO much funnier to imagine him as one of those annoying but well meaning soapbox meatheads who seems to be beefing with the very concept of periods

[bloqcare]

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[sysig]

For Requestober

Papyrus and Sans cozily hugging each other in soft clothes😭😭😭

(well this is literally first time I did this hope didn't do anything wrong)

Day 10 - Sleepy snoozey skeletons

[suave1foru]

Truth

[a-s-levynn]

I have traveled far beyond the path of reason, take me back to Eden

edit: more context in the tags of the root post

[odetojupiter]

jean kevin and neil all being 19 when they officially leave the nest feels significant somehow

(kevin being 19 when he runs, jean being 19 when renee takes him, neil’s fake age being 19 when he leaves after christmas and his real age being 19 when he leaves after riko is shot and he’s officially pardoned by ichirou)

[borathae]

I can’t stop thinking about protective!Kook like 🫠🫠🫠