#pol vents

[polarsus]

maladaptive daydreaming and intrusive thoughts combo sucks so bad. like yeah the daydreaming in itself sucks but then my brain goes “haha okay but what if” and suddenly everything just switches to focus on the horrible scenario my brain came up with and i just CAN’T get it to shut off or stop or anything. it just happens and i just have to deal with it

[polmitzz]

i feel like theres something wrong with me because i hate going to social events. my mother says i need to go out but i cant bring myself to do it. its not like i hate leaving the house but it just makes me scared yk

[juicezone]

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[jay-wasreblogging]

🗣️🙏🗣️ CAMBODIA MENTIONED!! 🇰🇭🪷 WHAT THE FUCK IS A DEMOCRATICALLY ELECTED GOVERNMENT!??!! 🇰🇭🗣️ ARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 🗣️🗣️🪷🙏

[nana2009]

i remember back in the old days people would just send you death threats and mocking videos but nowadays every post i make puts my life in risk because kids and childish adults let the cop in their head act out

[woennix]

guys when is pol coming back to the qsmp i miss the old man i want him to meet sunny

[innerfare]

Sabo’s Type 

Summary: A collection of random headcanons describing Sabo's type

Genre: Angst

CW: None // SFW

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Sabo is such a show off, it’s no joke. It’s for this reason he has such a thing for a damsel in distress. He really enjoys the opportunity to flex his powers. (Flashback to Dressrosa arc and him swooping in to rescue Rebecca but leaving poor Bartolomeo lmao.) But he likes it even more if showing off doesn’t work, since it works on basically everyone else. 

Someone who is unimpressed, or at least initially hides it from him. Sabo lives for a challenge. While he loves it when people fawn over him, he’ll become a little obsessed with someone who shrugs at his dragon claw and fire fruit ability, who brushes off his pretty face and muscular body, who doesn’t care that he’s the second in command of the Revolutionary Army and is going to tell him exactly what they think of him.  

Someone with a voice like honey that makes him want to kick his habit of hanging up the transponder snail in the middle of the call and instead stay on the other line for hours listening to them talk about nothing. 

Someone powerful. Someone who can not only hold their own in battle so he doesn’t have to constantly worry about them but also someone who can spar with him. Someone who has undergone rigorous martial arts training and insists their style is more powerful than his dragon claw. Someone who triggers his competitive side. 

Someone who will make fun of him, even going so far as to poke fun of his heritage (without going too far). The odd joke about Sabo being a pampered aristocrat will get his blood boiling. He’s the type to ignore all the people fawning over him and go straight for the person who seems uninterested (side note: Sabo does not respect the ring; if you’re married and he wants you, he’s going for you). 

Someone with as much a reason to hate the World Government as he does, perhaps even more of a reason. Someone who wants to see the world burn. But also someone who starts out as his enemy, so maybe a marine or member of Cipher Pol with a traumatic backstory working as a double agent for the Revolutionary Army. 

Someone who likes his scars. He’s come to view them as a symbol of his failure to escape Goa on his own, and even as a symbol of the reason he couldn’t be there for his found family, so he doesn’t feel proud of them the way a warrior should. But if you’re proud of them, if you run your fingers over them, he’ll grin like a fool. 

Someone who is well read and a good enough writer to read his manuscript and offer feedback, someone who can edit some of the pages and offer him some direction when he’s not sure which direction to go in. Someone who agrees with his point of view on the subject matter (typically the corruption of the World Government) and can aid him in getting that across. 

Someone who makes him feel safe enough to ask for affection. Sabo isn’t really used to positive reinforcement. Though he received some once he joined the Army, a rough childhood without a drop of real softness has left him a little thirsty for someone to run their fingers through his hair while he vents about everything wrong in the world. 

Low-key has mommy issues, craves a woman who will make him food, take a bath with him, and tuck him into bed. Refuses to admit it, though. This folds into him craving a more feminine partner because he's been surrounded by so much roughness. One of his guilty pleasures is definitely crushing on the young noble women he's supposed to be usurping.

Someone who doesn’t hesitate to make his family their own, who falls right into the ranks of the Revolutionary Army and makes themselves at home with the Straw Hats (I think it goes without saying Sabo's SO has to have Luffy's stamp of approval). 

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

[rowanmutt-afterdark]

Kinktober Day One: Orgasm Denial

Day One: TFA | Sentinel Prime | Orgasm Denial

This was music to your audio receptors~

The bratty, loud-mouthed Sentinel Prime was begging beneath you. Your spike throbs within his valve as you sat between his spread thighs while he sobbed for you to continue. He was a mess, the Prime who once had authority and stood tall over your smaller frame build was now laid out beneath you with his vents on high and his frame heating up as you denied yet another overload for him. You have already let a few overloads out but only overloaded on him, not in his valve. He didn’t deserve your overload if he was going to treat you the way he has recently.

“Sentinel, have you learned your lesson? Do you ask for my forgiveness?” You ask him as wait for his incoming overload to slowly fade away, making the mech bound below you struggle and growl up at you as drool falls down his chin as he keeps a hard glare on your figure.

“I-I FRAG! I’d rather suck Megatron’s spike than apologize to a lowly officer like yourself.” He sneers up at you, you tsk and buck into him making his scream as the painful pleasure of his valve walls being nudged again as his optics flare a almost white glow as his body builds a charge that he can’t quite let go. Maybe a few more would help him change his mind. Sentinel, afterall, enjoyed some roleplay and scenarios such as this one. He was a rather interesting mech; he was bratty, egotistical, and threatening. You loved him for that though, he was an interesting partner and made every day an experience, you moan as your hips roll at a pace that has the poor mech below you sobbing from pleasure as you feel your own overload building and building up.

“Are you ready for another load? Maybe if you take it all I’ll let you overload on my spike. You have to be a good bot though, before I can let you release. You need to prove that you are worthy of overloading after your little stunt of refusing to a-pol-i-gize!” Each thrust is punctuated with abrupt thrusts that are rougher than usual and each rough thrust has him gasping as you tease his fluttering valve. His expressions were so precious, he looked like he was overcharged from engex. The way his optics flashed and his mouth drooled as you enjoyed the pleasured expression and noises that left the Prime.

As you neared your end, you could feel him coming. His valve pulses and flutters as your thrusts start to become sloppy and loose its rhythm as you feel your spike twitch and throb as pre-fluid starts to drip into him as you near your end. You hear his words, babbling as he begs for you to overload inside of him. Begging to overload with you, his desperation was cute. You decide to take pity on him. Thrusting into him you start to peak and your moans harmonize with his sounds as the two of you finally fall over the edge and your transfluid starts to spurt out and fill his valve up once again. It’s thick and heavy as it fills up and up, making him cry out as his own overload joins with your own. He makes a squeal like moan as his optics frizzle and flash before a loud scream erupts from him.

He trembles and shakes below you before his frame stills and his optics shudder offline as the mech reboots. You tremble below his thighs as a whine leaves you, his valve was so tight around you as he stays passed out as his frame slowly comes back online. He slowly comes to, his optics are hazy and he slowly comes back to the present. He looks up at you as you struggle to keep your balance above him. Thighs weak from your overloads and the several hours of non-stop interfacing. You hear a chuckle rumble through his chassis before large servos grab at you and pull you close to him and cradle you to his larger frame.

“I warned you, it would take a lot from you.” He rests his helm above your own as he thumbs at your aft as you shimmey yourself to get comfortable on his lap.

“Frag off, you enjoyed it.” You reply as your optics shudder offline, a hum from him follows before a huff of amusement leaves him.

“I did, though I think I will continue to be the dom from now on. I don’t think your little frame can handle ths many rounds so closely together.” He wasn’t wrong, you were absolutely exhausted.

Totally worth it though.

[mysteriousdragon2]

Suppose since I haven’t drawn anything since the vent art, I feel the need to ramble about Hol Horse again. After all, I do need a break from everything lol. I have taken these screenshots by myself.

I love how he can have such cold expressions at times. Like he’s a Hitman and all, so that’s valid there. But it makes him look so badass at the same time…

Then there’s these, where he is purely menacing as hell! Honestly, look at him…he wants to kill DIO! I think when first watching JoJo, the scene between Hol Horse and DIO was my absolute favorite. Because I thought to myself, “Watch at least one of DIO’s agents attempt to ditch him.” And it was Hol. So funny. Like he tried so hard! He didn’t have a guts to shoot him, and it would’ve been cool to see Hol join the Crusaders, or if not, have his own ending where very rich from DIO’s mansion and retires from working for DIO. It’s not fair! He should’ve killed the mean blonde vampire…

Then we have the silly and cocky cowboy we all know. Look at him…like that pose at this introduction to Polnareff is just so goofy, like look at his legs! JoJo is just known for the bizarre poses haha. Anyway god I love the scene where he tells Polnareff either, “Hey come on! Do it, little PolPol!” or “Come on, PolPol-kun!” Depending if you’re watching subbed or dubbed. Like. Why does he have to be this unbelievably funny. It’s awesome regardless haha.

Hello, we’ll feature Polnareff a bit too because why not? He’s also as silly as Hol Horse. Hol Horse is so expressive, like he’s so spooked…this was also quite the scene to watch. I mean like, look at them. Do I need to explain? These men are so silly together, you know damn well they’ll do some stupid crap like this lmao. I will definitely be feeding some Hol and Pol people today.

I’ll conclude with this screenshot of the beloved cowboy. Man, I’m so normal about this man. And I could make this post much longer, but I’m very tired so my brain rotted this much for today. Thank you for listening!

[polarsus]

maybe thsi was a bad time to cut off a friendship huh..

[polmitzz]

im so scared of graduating because i have no idea what im going to achieve in life

like i dont know what collage i want to go to i feel like im gonna get a part time job before killing myself idk

[ziel0l]

JAPIERDOLE POPLAKALAM SIE

tw ed vent

doslownie od pol godziny rycze i cwicze..

bylam u przyjaciolki i jej mama to przekochana kobieta i stwierdzila ze tata mojej przyjaciolki jedzie po kebaby bo bylo otwarcie u nas w miescie nowego lokalu wiec przywiozl te kebaby i ja chcialam zjesc tylko pol ale jak chcialam odlozyc to ta mama mojej przyjaciolki zaczela sie pytac czy mi nie smakuje i strasznie przykro mi sie zrobilo tym bardziej ze jeszcze wydali na mnie swoje pieniadze a ja kazalabym im je wyrzucic doslownie w bloto i kurwa zjadlam do konca tego kebaba chociaz opornie

potem jeszcze pani przyniosla nam mrozona kawe (kocham kawe) ale to byla taka robiona w termomiksie wiec miala jeszcze w sobie cukier i mleko i znowu szkoda mi bylo marnowac czas i skladniki i wypilam ta szklanke..

razem wyszlo ponad 1000 kcal przez caly dzien chce mi sie rzygac i teraz jeszcze weszlam na wage i nie wiem czy to przez to ze jestem cala spocona najedzona i opita 2 l wody czy przez co ale waze 2kg wiecej wiec tym bardziej teraz placze doslownie mam ochote sie zajebac strasznie sie boje ze rano tez bedzie tak wysoka ta waga

planuje teraz jednoczesnie za kare ale i nagrode dla mojego ciala zrobic 3 dni fasta bo inaczej sobie tego nie wyobrazam

BLAGAM. ana spraw zeby te liczby to byl ten pot czy woda czy cokolwiek innego a nie moje cialo ja sie tak staram wiem ze cie zawodze ale bede sie starac bardziej tylko mnie nie opuszczaj prosze

[satanfemme]

Talking about it is a good start. But everyone wants to be a leader and talk about how people need to something. Everyone wants to command and tell everyone else they arent doing anything instead of taking action. Its so easy to tell others to do something about it and to stand back and think "job well done"

really funny ask. congrats on reading my vent post about US politics and getting all doomery about it. (tho, maybe that's my fault for making a vent post about US pol in the first place).

like there are, factually, people out there who are taking action right now. just cause your personal activism starts and ends with posting, doesn't mean that's true for everybody. if u truly think "everyone's telling other people to do something instead of taking action themselves" u aren't really paying attention to current events enough imo. or ur outright projecting.

if u want to catch up to the rest of us, my recommendation would be to start by helping out in ur local community (with a people-first attitude, to be clear. no cop behavior). it's easy, it's safe, and it's good to help out. and when the US gov fails us, we need strong communities to fall back on for support. I truly believe as things get worse (which they will), local communities are what's gonna save us. if that's not "doing enough" for you, escalate from there or whatever, but don't be weird in strangers' ask boxes anymore, ok?

as a side note, if this is a bait ask: my activism is all 100% legal and within my rights as a citizen, because I'm a good boy 🐶 thank you for checking. if you have concerns about my vent posts, feel free to contact my lawyer.

[translucent-serendipity]

24-25 de febrer 2024, dies de pluja.

Ahir a casa plovia i al poble calamarsava. Vaig passar la tarda i la nit fent un collage per una dinàmica de l'assemblea d'avui. Quan l'he explicat em tremolava el pols, però m'hi sé estimada.

Tornant a ahir, poca cosa. Al matí vaig estar fent neteja a les habitacions i el lavabo, trucant a la mama i fent-me l'agenda de tot el mes de març. Necessitava urgentment posar sobre paper tot allò que sostenia el meu cap i els missatges de whatsapp que em deixo.

Avui, això, matí d'assemblea, unes tres hores. Ha anat fins i tot millor del que esperava. Treballem bé, amb el GdT d'estratègia. Puc col·lar aquí, dir que les estimo? Sí, les estimo.

Bé, ara pujaré a l'habitació, i continuaré fent feina de militància (estic intentant escriure una reflexió sobre, ojut, algu així com la coherència revolucionària, i la dicotomia entre tot impuls transformador i la compulsió cap al consum acomodatici). Entre altres coses. En algun moment de la tarda també he de fer feina de la uni, però bé, d'aquí unes horetes. A partir d'aquesta setmana he de revertir la meva balança i donar-li més pes de nou a això segon... em trenca el coret no dedicar totes les meves hores al primer, però bé, també tinc ganes d'aprendre sobre restauració forestal post-incendi, així que...

A veure què tal aquesta setmana. Pinta intensa... a veure, a veure.

I dir, que vaig gaudir els passats dies de solete, però el fred, el vent i la pluja d'ara m'han permès un recolliment [a la cambra de la infantesa] molt reconfortant. Necessitava la meva soledat, llum baixeta, calma.

Anar fent, i cuidant-nos, com puguem.

A qui em llegeixi, i a mi mateixa, un petó.

[bipherpol]

why's the rest of cp9 so ready to go traitor with lucci???

because! canonically! cipher pol agents are trained from young children to adulthood (if they live that long) and you cannot tell me that after a certain point, growing up together means these idiots aren't ride or die.

so lucci rolls up in enies lobby and is like "what up i'm committing treason and selling all the secrets to the revolutionary army" and the rest are just like "yeah cool i'm down i mean i expect an explanation but sure. are we punching spandam on the way out or"

like. if this were a normal world, the equivalent friendship level would be "i killed someone" "cool where are we hiding the body"

jabra and lucci might want to kill each other some/most/every day but it's also very much "'if you look at them wrong i will kill you"

(on an unrelated note: things that get mentioned to the revolutionaries but may not make it into the fic: the indoctrination of children into cipher pol. there's an offscreen mission at some point that most of cp9 gets benched for. not because they're expected to betray them but because most of the ra do NOT want to see how they'd vent their feelings about the bullshit to the assholes in charge at guanhao. one person is allowed along to help get there and then that person gets shoved in a room and babysat until the mission is over.)

[lilbunnyryu]

I have decided 😈 I have a schedule now

Monday requests close till Sunday (possibly will have exceptions)

Tuesday:fluff

Wendsday:angst

Thursday :smut

Friday :requests

Saturday :off day

Sunday: weekly requests opens

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