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PJO, Disney, and Palestine
I'm seeing some nonsense in the PJO fandom rn about how to support Palestine. And, though I'm by no means an expert, I am super super done seeing all the nastiness and bad takes. So I'm gonna try to clear up some confusion.
Long post ahead, bear with me <3
First, let me be real clear: Free Palestine.
I'm not getting into it more than that. You either know already or should know about the ongoing genocide. If you don't know, there are plenty of resources available.
Obviously, we should all be doing everything we can to support Palestine. There are lots of ways to do this. One of those ways is to observe boycotts called for by the BDS (Boycott, Divestment, Sanctions) movement.
BDS has a policy on Disney. But it does not mean what most of this fandom thinks it means.
Here is the official list of BDS targets as of three days ago (1/17/24):
(source)
You'll notice there are four types of targets. Let's go.
1.) Consumer boycott targets
This is the category most people think of. BDS has asked for a total consumer boycott of these brands. In other words: do not buy from these brands.
[List from image: AXA, Puma, HP, Chevron, Ahava, Carrefour, Caltex, Siemens, RE/MAX, Texaco, SodaStream]
Worth noting: Sabra hummus is also a major part of this list. Not sure why it was left out of the graphic.
Here is more info from BDS about the reasoning for these choices. You'll notice that Disney is not in this target category. Let's move on.
2.) Divestment and exclusion targets
This category is about pressuring governments and institutions to end their dealings with these brands on a large scale.
It's really important to note that BDS is not asking consumers to boycott this category. The best way we can support is to put pressure on our institutions (e.g. local governments, universities).
Obviously, if you personally want to stop buying from these brands, you can! But that is not the ask from BDS right now. That is your personal choice.
[List from image: Elbit Systems, Intel, Chevron, CAF, Barclays, JCB, CAT (Caterpillar Inc.), Volvo, TKH Security, HD Hyundai, Hikvision]
Still don't see Disney, right? Moving on.
3.) Pressure targets
And here we have arrived!
✨✨ This category includes Disney. ✨✨
BDS is asking us to conduct pressure campaigns against these targets.
This can include boycotting ("when reasonable alternatives exist")! It can also include:
lobbying (sending letters, emails, petitions...)
peaceful disruptions (nonviolent direct action, protests)
social media pressure ("hey followers, go sign this petition! go call this number!" "@ slimy corporation, why do you support genocide?")
[List from image: Google, Amazon, Booking.com, Teva, Expedia, AirBnB, Disney]
Again, if you personally want to boycott these brands, go ahead! That is a valid and worthwhile choice that you can make. It's worth noting though that boycotting does not mean just pirating a show on a different platform.
Boycotting is about ending our support as consumers completely.
That means ending subscriptions, canceling accounts. It also means not consuming any products from these companies or their subsidiaries. For Disney that includes Marvel, ABC, ESPN, Pixar, National Geographic, and literally a billion others. For Google, it's not just the search engine but things like Google Docs and YouTube.
As you can imagine, a complete consumer boycott of these brands would be complicated. That is why, strategically, BDS is not asking for that at this time.
It is imperative that the movement to free Palestine is strategic and organized.
The BDS movement has been doing this work for a long time. Following their lead is a good idea. Directing our energy into the actions they recommend is efficient and vital.
I've seen a lot of people in this fandom saying to boycott Disney as if it's a top priority, or even harassing others for continuing to engage with Disney content. That is nonsense and unhelpful.
There is too much to do, urgently, for us to waste time.
That said, let's briefly go over the last category:
4.) Organic boycott targets
These are boycott campaigns that developed independently. While BDS is not diverting official energy towards fighting these brands, it does support the public in that fight.
In other words, don't buy from these brands.
[List from image: McDonald's, Domino's Pizza, Papa John's Pizza, Burger King, Pizza Hut, Wix]
Not listed but worth noting: people are also boycotting Starbucks
In conclusion,
This? Still true.
Just be strategic and informed about it. And don't be an asshole. There is too much work still to do.
[Also, before someone gets on my case about Rick Riordan, I made a whole separate post about it here.]
#pjo#pjo tv show#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo series#pjotv#palestine#bds movement#boycott disney#<<for visibility#percy jackson and the olympians#idk other fandoms probably could benefit from this info#i'm just#if i see one more person being holier than thou about a boycott that bds has not asked for#when there are other ways for us to direct our energy to actually help palestine#and all this is just about boycott as an option i mean#there are so many other ways to plug in#there is so much to do#you don't need to pirate a silly little show. go call your representatives. donate to an organization. buy an e-sim for someone in palestin#if you want to hurt the mouse then smear disney publicly- that falls under social media action#stop spreading incorrect info about this#it is TOO IMPORTANT#extraaa
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oh my god people really are using the song Ptolemaea for literally anything
#I had already heard how the warrior cats people started using it for cat murder but i finally started getting the videos recommended#Why are there so many what are you guys dOING#Ive related that song with love-related abuse I faced and a character thats personal to me for said reasons so maybe Im unreasonably mad#But also?? Idk I think its kinda valid to be uncomfortable with people using a song about love motivated violence and abuse#To draw cats killing each other not every song should be used for your cat murder#Just completely plugging your ears and ignoring the meaning of the song just so you can go oooo spooky sounds#I enjoy personal interpretations but you guys do know people write song lyrics a certain way for a reason still right?#Right????
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Me: Oh boy! I can't wait to roleplay on this blog I have spent so much time setting up! All the thought and care that went into-
Tumblr: Bitch you thought! Get deleted motherfucker!
Me: WHAT?! Why?
Tumblr: Spam :)
Me: What about it said to you it was spam?! Ok ok, fine, I've sent a repeal, now give me my blog back.
Tumblr: ...
Me: Tumblr it's been two days where the fuck is my blog?
#tw vent#tw rant#(( Tumblr I hate you so much right now ))#(( This is the THIRD time this has happened! ))#(( I sent DAYS working on the damn thing. All for it to just be thrown down the gutter because of Tumblr's shitty spam filtering ))#(( Hey Tumblr. How about you use the filter for the ACTUAL bots on your site?! ))#(( I've sent tickets. Multiple actually. And I've gotten NOTHING back aside from the automated “we got your ticket” email. ))#(( Yes I understand that the people working on this stuff are people and they can't get to everything all at once ))#(( But Tumblr...How about you hire more people to help with it? ))#(( Or better yet...FIX YOUR SHITTY SPAM FILTER! ))#(( With how many times I and MANY others have had this shit done to us. There's no way in fucking hell Tumblr doesn't know about it ))#(( If your spam filter stopped targeting innocent blogs. Maybe your support wouldn't be so plugged up. ))#(( Now the only thing I can do is sit and wait for Tumblr staff to eventually fix the problem ))#(( How long is that gonna take Tumblr? Three days? A week? Two weeks?! ))#(( Or how about you start making a option on the support be “My blog was terminated out of nowhere”? ))#(( Just UGH! Fuck you Tumblr! ))
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holy FUCK IA's voisona 2.0 is OUT
#sorry this is just a 3 second made solfege with all auto tuning i just got the update downloaded LOL#am i insane. was i just not paying enough attention to their twitters or was this like shadow dropped#i mean we knew it would come someday but i think i forgot that like#voisona seems to do this with their 2.0s. they barely build any hype they just give em to you LOL#girl so much is happening rn. ia and one 2.0..... takuto's voicevox bank was finally announced.......#i have so many things i want to draw celebration doodles of. so many.#also this is unrelated but downloaded ia's 2.0 made me realize i was like three or so versions behind in voisona#because i like never update things in general and also i didnt realize they had updated so much#BUT holy shit. they added so much stuff so many presets and fun little bits BUT SPECIFICALLY#the tune parameter... that changes how much autopitch it has.... holy shit#now you can make a full pitchsnapping thing.... or you can have a blank slate when doing ur own tuning.... awesome#the husky parametre is still a little strange tho. its uh. so in cevio its basically just breathiness#but in voisona is like. tense and kinda. wet? you can get a but of subtle breathiness but mostly it just sounds like theyre hissing#like a cat. which can be good. but i abuse breathiness and tension in other software so i would love some parametres akin to that#although you can get some of that through the presets in the properties at least#so i would love some easier ways to play around with softness and breathiness. you can kind of fudge it with volume but its tough#but impromptu voisona editor 1.11 first impressions review aside im so excited#i neeeeeed to plug in as many covers as i can right NOW just to hear her voice AUUUUUUUHHHHHHH#unfollow me now this will be the only thing i talk about for the next week etc etc#edit: like immediately after I posted this i went back on twitter to double check something and then saw the new#cfm news. jesus christ today has been crazy for vocal synths truly
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why does every tech company, soft or hard, nowadays insists on blackboxing their users?
i know why, it's a rhetorical question.
but i know my phone has the function, the os on it allows for it's use. but i also have to do research for hours on practically unusable even with plugins search engins to find out which exact third-party app to install and which buttons to click to access my PHONE'S BASIC OUT-OF-THE-BOX functionality??
tech literacy is truly and well dead, killed by everyone, from no-name chinese app developers, to big names like apple and google.
i want my privacy options in plain view. i also want basic bare-bone tech functionality in plain view.
#and i tell people the bare minimum they have to do to make their tech usable and experiences pleasant#and they act like i am some type of a MASTER HACKER#i am sorry i grew up in the era where your experience was designed by YOU and not someone who decided that YOU ARE DUMB#and you don't have to know this shit and you'll never even be able to use it any way without jumping through so many hoops#in other news i even had to jump through hoops to install firefox on my gf's pc because she has an older machine with win7#and refuses to upgrade. but. apparently tech obsolescence works even for the Customizable Privacy Forward stuff#on the plus side - i did that and there's one more firefox user#who thinks i am some goddamn genius hacker for just installing an older version of the browser not supported on the website anymore???#when did installing a widely-available program and plug-ins for it become a Hacker activity?
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✩彡 nanami is always respectful to his elders, never cuts people off in traffic, and always holds the door for others—he's lived his life with nothing but good intentions. so, what did he do to deserve your unfairness?
nsfw + choking + squirting + overstim + nanami and his dirty mouth + pussy eating
nanami liked having his own routine.
it was redundant and mundane: perfect for him. wake up, go to the gym, commute to work, then back home— he deserved it. it was the life he fought for, the simplicity he earned.
so, he liked having his routine. it was his peace.
that was— well, until the pretty-faced college intern, you, tip-toed into his office one otherwise uneventful morning on black french heels to introduce yourself. through long, fluffy lashes that so perfectly framed your excited eyes, you blinked up at him with a smile, offering your hand as your name played on plum lips.
“so soft,” he thought as his fingers smoothed and brushed against your smaller ones. but the realization hit him across the face and he quickly pulled back as if burned, after realizing he was holding onto you like some needy child.
“it’s nice .. ahem nice to meet you,” the words stumbled awkwardly out of his mouth, uneven and unfamiliar making you giggle. the sound sent a faint pink creeping up his neck. his lips part as if to say something, to recover himself and you tilt your head as you wait, expectant. but he can’t seem to get out of his head.
since when did he start getting flustered like this?
he was never the type to stumble over his words or lose his composure—at least .. he hadn’t been. yet here he was, tongue-tied and off balance. it was strange, unfamiliar, and entirely your fault.
that was only the beginning of you and your “unfairness” as nanami liked to call it:
because the way you would only wear the shortest of skirts, black cotton hugging the fat of your thighs and the curves of your hips— soft fabric teasingly riding up when you would sloowwly bend over to pick up paperwork you conveniently only seemed to drop around him .. was unfair.
or the way you’d address him— always calling him sir, your voice dipping just enough to make the word linger in his mind throughout the day. how you’d put emphasis on certain words in a way that felt way too intentional:
“can you come in today? there’s a big project and we’re short o-”
“yes, sir i can come for you” .. was unfair.
the way your hand would ‘casually’ brush and press against his stupidly large biceps, fingers lingering for too long when you spoke to him or how you always, always found an excuse to touch him—a pat on the arm, a feathery graze of your fingertips .. was unfair
but most of all, the way your sweet little pussy would hug and cream around him, milking him for all he was worth and more was just soo fucking unfair.
“keep yourself open for me— mhmmm theeere you go, god. such a pretty pussy” your hands rest on the back of your knees as you pull them to your chest, spreading yourself nice and wide. he’s growling in your ear, feral as he slaps his heavy tip against your little clit, one, two, three times, rubbing himself all over your folds, “so messy for me. must’ve been playing with that greedy pussy on break”
you were.
his thumb and index finger split your wet, puffy lips apart, brushing your clit before he leans down to spit on your cunt with a loud ptoo!
when he lifts his head back up, short blond strands framing his gorgeous face, his starved eyes meet yours, “look at me … look at me while i— mmmm slide it in. there .. hahhhh— there you go. missed my dirty girl”
the stretch is just tooo good. his thick cock pushing past your lips to plug you nice ‘n full. full of him jusst how he likes it.
“fuck— it’s nghh” your hands tremble and move up to push against his firm stomach. “so big”
no matter how many times he fucks you dumb, you’ll never get over how big he is. thick and curved, his fat tip flushed the prettiest of pink, drooling out globs of pre cum.
“shhhhh, you can take it. you always do. always. haa—”
“y-yeah” you sigh out, staring up at him with those eyes he swears will lead him to an early grave, “you— always make me take i— mmmm fuck ken”
he’s splitting you open, “attaa girl, let me in”
his hands move to wrap around your ankles, making you twitch, and as he fiinaly, finally bottoms out he leans over, pressing a little kiss to your calf.
you would’ve thought he was going to be sweet if he didn’t start rocking his hips, shoving his mean cock deep, deep deep in your pussy. dragging against your gummy walls, hitting that spot you love, making your eyes ghost over and roll back.
“no ma’am. keep those pretty eyes on me.” he lets out a breathy chuckle, moving a hand to wrap around your neck. he just loves seeing you like this. loves hearing you, too. his flushed ears eating up the filthy, filthy sounds you make. you and your pussy. so messy, creamy white, creating a ring around his thick base, slipping down to your ass.
you feel so good around him. so soft and warm, making him lose control. he can’t help the low, throaty growls that escape his lips, and he doesn’t want to. he wants you to know how you make him feel. how your pussy drives him crazy.
he’s pushing your knees further and further into your chest, almost folding your poor body in half, and you can feel the heat radiating from him. he’s so gone, pussy drunk and rutting into you, rolling his hips so deliciously so that every inch, every corner of your pussy is his.
“ken ‘m -”
“your?” he drawled, smug smile curling his lips as his hand moves to your tummy.
“‘m- ‘m gonna-”
“your .. gonna?”
he’s so mean. just mocking your little whines. letting his fat thumb press down on your achy clit.
“cum!-”
“yesss, sweet girl. cum for me, make me feel it”
and you do.
babbling broken cries of his name, clear liquids squirting out around his thick cock, your unfair little cunt hugging him so fucking tightly, “agghhh fuck-!”, you milk his warm load right out of him to paint your walls a pretty porcelain white.
“sh-shit” nanami runs a hand through his disheveled, damp hair, staring down at the mess. at you.
and god, you look so pretty, all ruined and fucked out for him. cum dribbling out of your abused little pussy. so pretty and perfect. he lets out a breath, before leaning over to give your neck a kiss, then lower .. and lower till he’s lapping up the mess you made, flicking your little clit with his warm soft tongue before fucking you with it making your toes bunch up and your back arch.
“wai-wait! sensitive!” your hands shoot to his head, grabbing fistfuls to peal him off of you.
and after practically sucking and eating his cum out of you, he pulls back and slaps your clit with a harsh smack.
you’re just so unfair.
but fuck, he’s addicted to you, and he knows he’ll never want it any other way.
#hypercuntz / ᝰ.ᐟ#nanami x reader#nanami smut#jjk x reader#jjk smut#nanami x reader smut#nanami kento#nanami kento x reader#nanami kento x you#nanami x you#nanami x y/n#nanami kento x y/n#jjk x you#jjk x y/n#jjk x reader smut#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen x you#nanami kento smut
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Here with an update about Marah's campaign!
PROOF OF VETTING AND SHARING BY 90-GHOST, A TRUSTED AND BELOVED VETTER ! Her old URL was @/helpfamily
First of all, I want to thank all of you for helping her reach her $50K goal! Mwah mwah mwah kissing your foreheads & whatnot
I have kept in contact with Marah these past few weeks: she is still hungry and terrified, but our support for her makes her feel hopeful! There has been an update to her campaign and goal - please read below:
From the first post I made:
Marah @freepaleatine95 needs our help: She is a computer science student in Gaza who, like many others, has lost many loved ones and suffered greatly this past year. She has reached out to me to make a post in her stead to raise support. You can read about her situation here.
When I made the last post 17 days ago, Marah had raised $35,763. Since then, we've gotten above her initial goal!!! Thank you so much for giving and sharing, she is grateful for you all, and I am too~
$53,460 raised of $70,000 goal
Every amount sent her way counts. Please donate as little as $1 towards her campaign! If you cannot donate directly to her campaign, please send an amount below and I will donate for you!
I don't use this for anything else so I know that any amount sent here will be for her campaign. Thank you for reading!
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𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐏✶𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑
GETO SUGURU X FEM! READER
✶⋆.˚cw: smut, choking, pussy and face slapping, praise, degradation, recording, breeding, dumbfication, i love you’s
✶⋆.˚a/n: first one shot in a line set up for this whole concept ;) requested by anon.
Geto was a kinky man when he wanted to be. Loving the idea of recording each time he fucked you. Balls slapping noisily onto your wet clit as his hand curled in your hair. Lifting your face up into the camera with a degrading coo.
It was a fit of pure boredom that brought him to take it one step further. Convincing you that you two should share the videos. Make everyone see just how good he was destroying you in bed.
When you had agreed, you had never expected the millions of notifications you received within the first week. The comments on how hot you two were as a couple. How hot Geto looked fucking into you. How hot you looked getting fucked by Geto.
You even received some suggestions on videos your new “fans” wanted to see. Hundreds of thousands of people willing to watch, to get off to, anything that you two decided to post.
It was scary and amusing, but Geto was all for it. His chest swelled with pride knowing that so many men now wanted you but couldn’t have you. Knowing that he was the only one who could fuck you so damn good.
You never expected to find yourself agreeing, your lip between your teeth as you read through the comments. Some of the bold suggestions making your thighs clench at the thought of your boyfriend doing these things to you.
The account quickly rose to the top as the weeks went by. And you never got tired of the many positions Geto would flip you into, fucking into you meanly while praising you so degradingly. Showing the world how fast you turned to putty in his hold.
You attracted many different audiences. Your favorite were those girls who swooned not at him, but at you two on a whole. The way he held you, the way he checked up on you when he was done being rough. The aftercare. They thought your relationship was perfect, and would never fail to let you know.
It wasn’t long until people began demanding more of you two in a non porn setting, your other social medias blowing up with those who just couldn’t get enough of your lives. How much cuter Geto was with you out of bed. The many dates he took you on, the gifts he bought you. Everything.
It became something that your fans loved to see. Your relationship on a whole. Their little comments like ‘so cute!’ , ‘i love them so much’ , ‘you guys need to get married’ , ‘my favorite couple ever’ never failed to make your heart swell.
They respected your privacy of course. But would take anything that was put out for their consumption. Porn or otherwise.
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“𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃’𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊”
Was what the title of your latest video read, your fans quick to click on the thumbnail the second it got posted. Many already positioning themselves on their beds. Others plugging in their headphones around coworkers or friends. They knew from a mere four seconds in that they already loved what they saw.
Your hands and knees were trembling as your back arched. Fat tears flowing down your cheeks as you begged your boyfriend to touch you. “Please Sugu— please touch me. Wanna feel your cock so bad.” You moaned, wiggling your ass towards him with a needy mewl.
“Does my greedy girl want me to fuck her dumb? Is that what you want pretty?”
“Mhm, need you.”
He was more than happy to comply, not taking long until he was fucking into you roughly from behind. Your body jerking forward each time his hips hammered against your ass.
“S-suguu. Feels so good,” You mewled, Geto’s hand snaking around your throat to pull you up against his chest, forcing you to make eye contact with the blinking red light in front of you.
His breath fanned your ear, lips ghosting over your skin as he groaned deeply. “If only you could see what they see baby. See yourself moan like a slut in heat while that pretty lil’ pussy sucks me in.”
You let out a loud hiccuped moan, Geto’s cock slamming meanly into your g spot before fucking deep inside you. The small outline of his tip barely visible to the device’s lens. “See how much of a mess you are f’me.”
He felt so good. And your head was spinning as he fucked into you with no mercy. Your shaky whimpers echoing throughout the room as Geto molded your pussy around his cock.
“Nngh— sugu ‘m so full. Love your cock s’ muchh.” Your words were slurred as his other hand reached around to rub small circles on your clit. Your sopping pussy leaking lewdly onto the sheets below as he continued to roll his hips up into you.
“Tell them who’s fucking you so good baby.” He grunted, hand on your throat landing two soft slaps onto each of your teary cheeks before settling right back into place on your neck. The light sting pulling a string of whiney moans past your drool filled lips as you pressed further into him.
“You are. You are Sugu. You’re f-fucking me so good ‘nd i love it— haah. Wan’ you to fuck me like this forever.” You babbled, words muffled by an incoherent cry as your hands gripped his muscular arm. Using him for support when your head grew fuzzy, blanking out everything but the feeling of him inside you.
Geto smirked, “That’s my girl.”
You yelped when you were shoved into the mattress. Your back arched deeply with your torso flat on the sheets. Geto’s hand on the back of your neck forcing you to stay cheek down as he switched up his pace.
The new position allowed him to hit so much deeper. Your needy cries going straight to his cock as you drooled messily. Eyes rolling back with a loud moan every time he gave you a harsh thrust forward, sensitive nipples rubbing on the bed till you were clenching down repeatedly. Loud squelches filling the air as your pussy coated his cock in its slick.
“Sugu, ‘m gonna cum.” A trembling cry. “‘M so close.” You could feel your stomach tightening, breathing getting heavier as you gripped the sheets tightly.
“Yeah? Gonna make a fucking mess for me. Show them how good i fucked you today?” He cooed, watching as you nodded dumbly before letting out a choked moan. “Mhm.”
Geto groaned, palm landing onto your clit so he could watch you jerk with a whimper. Your body quivering when he pulled back you up, arms hooking under your legs to lift you off the bed. Body being moved up and down as he used you as his personal fleshlight. Bouncing you on and off his cock till you were crying uncontrollably, his harsh kisses to your sweet spot shooting to every sensitive nerve in your pussy.
“Suguruu. I- nngh, you’re— ahh.” You didn’t know what you were trying to say, your body being manhandled however he liked for your tight pussy to stroke his length. Your toes curling as your head fell back onto his shoulder.
“Shhh baby, it’s okay. Just take it yeah? Doing so fucking well.” Your legs remained dangling over his arms as he used you to both your delights, feeling yourself ready to let go with another shrieked cry. “F-fuckk. ‘M gonna— oh god.”
“You know they love to see that pretty face when you cum baby, look up at the camera f’me.”
You did as you told, head spinning as you attempted to keep it up right. Focusing on the delicious stretch of your walls to accommodate your boyfriend’s girth.
“Go on baby. Let go. ‘M right there behind you.”
Your mouth hung open in what your fans liked to call an adorable scream as your legs shook. Glossy eyes making content with the camera as you squirted messily. The force of the clear liquid making Geto grunt when it threatened to push his cock out of you.
“There you go.. fuck— that’s my good girl. ‘M gonna fill you up so good now. Gonna stuff that tight pussy to the brim with my cum.” He husked, movements getting sloppy as his abs tensed. Lips parted in deep breaths as his eyes rolled back, something that your audience loved to see.
His cock twitching within your warmth with a string of cracked groans when he buried himself deep. Allowing himself to pump you full of the creamy liquid, painting your insides in sticky white.
He pulled out slowly, still holding you up so the camera could pick up the way your little gaped hole fluttered around nothing. His cum running down your puffy folds in thick spurts. “Look at that baby, sopping pussy’s making a big mess.”
Geto set you down with a smile before kissing you sweetly, taking you into his arms and rocking you back and forth in a hug while placing tiny pecks all over your face. “You did so fucking amazing. That was hot.” Leaning into your ear so that his next words wouldn’t be picked up. “If they don’t jerk off to this i promise you i will.”
You could only hum with flushed cheeks , falling into his chest with a small giggle. “I can’t feel my legs.”
Your boyfriend chuckled, “Ya hear that? She can’t feel her legs.” He grinned at the camera making you both laugh, his attention turning back to you with another passionate kiss. “Don’t worry, i’m gonna get you all mice and cleaned up okay? Gonna take real good care of you.”
“M’kay, love you Sugu.”
“I love you more sweetheart.”
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It was no surprise the amount of love you got for the video. It was hard to believe that your account could grow anymore than it already had. The comments seemed to be hooked on how Geto could go from fucking you relentlessly to being the sweetest boyfriend telling you that he loves you.
That amongst thousands of men making it known that they came to the sight of you squirting, that one made Geto a little angry. And the thousands of women begging your boyfriend to be next, like that would ever happen.
You refrained the urge to respond to all the demands for more with the fact that you had loads of others coming up. Some with your boyfriend alone and others with.. guests. But they would have to have the patience to see for themselves.
#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader smut#geto x reader smut#geto suguru x reader smut#geto suguru smut#geto suguru x reader#geto smut#geto x reader#geto suguru
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If you see me talking abt build plans that won't actually work keep your mouth shut I'm trying to fuck around and find out by myself over here
#rat rambles#oni posting#I have watched other ppl play oni and have watched some guides but Ive made a policy to never directly follow any build guides#by that I mean Im allowed to watch videos abt them but Im not allowed to rewatch them to help with my builds#I can use whatever random tips I remember but my memory is shit enough that I usually dont remember the finer mechanics of a build#leaving me to have to try and logic out them myself based on my knowledge of the mechanics#Im also focusing more on basic sustainability than maximum production although ideally Id like to take advantage of whatever I can#Im also just lazy and am willing to eat the extra power drain less optimized builds cost#as far as I see it if I have enough power for my generators to have significant down time then Im willing to use some extra power#now ofc this usually leads to me having massive power crisies during the mid game but I usually figure smth out eventually#now I have 4 natural gass guisers running 4 natural gass generators which I could definitely upscale if need be#but combined with my solar panels plug slugs and coal generators I think Im plenty fine for a good while#I have both large pip farms and large sage hatch farms too so I have renewable coal as well#so it I needed more power I could easily make a massive coal generator brick and build a few more natural gass generators and Id be fine#but I already have way more power than I rly need so Im going to hold off until I get more radiation research done#which I will definitely want to do to make my life easier in the long run and make the end game much easier#also hydrogen engine go brrrrr#god getting a hydrogen and oxygen cooler is going to be the death of me I dont have the brain power for this shit#but if I want to achive my goal of getting as many achievements as possible I rly should get a hydrogen rocket eventually#I say as many as possible since theres several Im already completely locked out of because I cant be bothered#like bro I started on rime I was not going to go for locovore and carnivore fuck that shit#oh also super sudtainable I was already stretching it thin with the dupe labor I had with generators I rly couldnt afford to not use them#primarily because of the struggle to get enough food production to be able to afford upscaling my population#I was very cautious abt heating up my base too much which ended up kind of backfiring on me as my food production got slowly eaten by cold#but I ended up finding two cool steam vents which I took the water from and used it to warm my base up#Im still using it to warm my base up but I've been tweaking it a bit now that the temperature is more stable and the heat is adding up#theres basically no risk of it killing my dupes but it is warming up my bristle blossom farm too much#so I've been adjusting it so that the intial heat gets dispersed into a very small peppernut farm#Im still rebuilding the piping to help manage the temperature better but Im not rushing it#I have more important things to work on especially since bristle berries are no longer my primary food source
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somebody remind me tmr or smthn to do some minor tweaking on my mural design and upload it for bhm pls
#cliffnotes/.txt#i keep seeing that post for black artists/writers and i wanna plug myself but id feel bad#idk im still perpetually stuck in the spot of being a super slow artist and producing way less than other folks#tho i shouldnt#so i feel like its weird to call myself one sometimes even tho its. all i do? all i know how to and like to do?#idk maybe its also bc i havent had the want to do a big piece since graduating#but it feels so long ago and im like damn ur not unburnt our yet???? useless little thing you are :/#tbh its not even that i havent been drawing i have way too many sketches to clean up and color!#idk. augh.
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practical writing advice
part 2
avoid writing in bed if you can. writing in bed is the mind-killer. writing in bed is the little death that brings obliteration. you may think "but i can write AND be cozy" you will get sleepy so fast. 98% of the time when i try to get a nighttime writing session done in bed i go to sleep. maybe 70% of the time if it's an afternoon writing session. also it fucking kills your wrists.
STRETCH before writing. stretch as many parts of your body as possible ESPECIALLY YOUR WRISTS! i have chronic tendonitis in both of my arms from not doing this and it is manageable but it is Not Fun!
plug your phone in on the other side of the room. better yet, plug it in and leave it in another room. better yet, power it off and leave it in another room. "i'll just check one quick thing" do not underestimate the power of the doomscroll.
do a warmup. look up writing prompts (i like one-word prompts or prompts that focus on a general theme as it's easier to integrate into my writing style), set a timer for fifteen minutes, or ten, or five, and go ham. make it shitty or incomprehensible, as long as you make it. create a dump document for all your warmups. i currently have two novels in the works that started as one of these fifteen minute little warmups.
pick your background noise ahead of time if you use it, and look for something long. i listen to 3-hour-long silent hill ambient mixes on youtube dot com.
take breaks. around every 45 minutes, as i'm noticing myself begin to lose focus, i get up, grab a drink, get my blood flowing, and give myself some space to breathe.
sometimes i sit down to write and i think "every atom in my body is averse to doing this right now. i would rather dance barefoot on a bed of nails than open my laptop and start typing." and you know what i do? i go do something else instead. don't force it! it will become a chore.
that being said! write as often as possible. try to write every day. try to write at the same time. don't beat yourself up if you can’t, BUT the more often you write, the more often you'll want to write.
if you're stuck on a scene or a page or a chapter, go back to the last place where you felt like you knew what you were doing and start writing from there. keep a copy of your other writing in case you want to reuse it or refer back!
i don't know if this is something that will be helpful for other people but i start mentally preparing myself for my writing session a few hours ahead of time. i will say to myself, "today, at this time, i'm gonna sit down and write that scene where mina walks out on her book club, and it's going to be awesome and i'm looking forward to it." then, by the time i actually begin, i basically have the whole thing written out in my head and can just put it down to paper. it's a good way to at least kickstart the session !
ok thanks bye
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Cult. [M]
Warnings: 18+, Smut, Raw Dogging, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Implied Unwanted Pregnancy, Power Imbalance, Big Dick! Ghost, Soft Dom! Ghost, Cult Leader! Ghost, Submissive (and Breedable)! Reader, Implied Abortion Attempt, Fem Reader, Profanity.
He’s filthy in the way he treats you, like a common whore, spreading you out over his desk – once-varnished mahogany, now bleached with weeks’ worth of spend, of tears, rubbed raw in places, the phantoms of many a night relentless under your leader – and bearing your body like it’s his god-given duty.
In essence, it is. Albeit, a god he created – fabricated – to lead lambs into a wolf’s den. And with the primal, savage way he forces himself into you, his tip pulsing and throbbing with the many hours he’s subjected you to, you can very well believe he is the very image of a predator.
“Won’t stop ‘til you’re full – ‘til it’s– fuck– ‘til it’s taken,” Simon pants, his shadow cloaking you, the sweat from his broad chest dripping down onto your sodden back. Your cheek is pressed into the desk, and in the corner of your vision, between the narrowed eyes you fight to keep open amidst the electric annihilation sparking between your legs, just below your stomach, you see him with bared teeth and dark eyes that glint with some unholy purpose. A purpose that only makes the feeling writhing inside you stronger, heavier.
With a deft hand – his other planted by your head, a cage – he finds your clit and presses it between two fingers as if it were the stub of a cigarette. He squeezes. Hard.
Your lips quiver around him and a strangled moan escapes you, euphoria becoming you, possessing you as something had him.
You keen on his hand, desperate for contact, for friction, despite him already filling you utterly and without mercy. Your arousal drips into his hand, pools in his palm. It takes all his will not to drink it then and there.
“I know, Doll–” ‘Doll’ – the name he’d given you, the name that reminds you you’re his to use as he pleases. His fingers squeeze your clit between them, a flesh vice. You’re gasping. He doesn’t stop, subjecting you to a pleasure so carnal you know only he can grant you it.
His free hand finds your shoulder, slips down your soaked back – a collage of brutal love-making, of animal rutting, of feral and incessant breeding – leaving goosebumps in its wake. He finds your rump, squeezes it, his hand flipping further between your legs until he finds your epicentre.
You’re so sensitive, and so swollen. He’s done this enough times to know that you’re red there, too.
He finds the spot where you’re connected, the modest sliver of his shaft that hasn’t been consumed by your wanting hole – where your combined arousal slithers out of you, dripping down his tightening ballsack – and plays at the edges of your lips, those that create a milky ring at the base of his cock, those that twitch with the almost overwhelming orchestra of sensations he is subjecting you to, playing you as his instrument.
Your hips twitch, pushing back against him, inadvertently impaling yourself on the inch or two he’d spared you from.
He’s swollen – painfully so. Plugging you, preventing you from getting away. Something you realise all-too late as you try to pull away, to ease the searing ache in your lips, in your womb.
You’re crying, he’s grunting, throat raw with hours of praise, of nothing short of feral growling – curses to something other than his god.
You whine as he withdraws his hand from between your legs, instead coming to cup your breasts and pull you flush against his chest. Squeezing around him again, the bulge of his cock inside you becomes ever more apparent when his hand slips up to your throat and he shunts you forward with his hips.
You’re weak – a ragdoll against him – and you’re pushed back down against the wood. He presses your stomach to the desk, your head now handing over the edge.
“D’you feel it, love?” he rasps. “Gonna give you a baby – put it right there.”
You do feel him, like an eel, slithering into any space he can, any space he hasn’t already occupied. You feel your heartbeat pulsing between your legs, and you feel his in the head of his dick, rabid. You want to sob, want the pleasure coursing through your every fibre to overwhelm you, to send you hurtling into a high nobody else can give you.
But you know this will have consequences.
You know there’s no morning after pill strong enough to overcome Simon’s seed, none strong enough to stand a chance against the sheer amount of his spend. You know this because you’re already pregnant.
You’d originally tried using a multitude of contraband substances – pills, medication, anything you could get your hands on – to stop the inevitable. To prolong it just long enough for you to find a way out of the hole you’d dug yourself into.
When Simon had found them – no doubt with the help of one of his disciples, one eager to please and who would settle for the simple pleasure of being the dirt beneath his boot – he made absolutely certain to undo all your hard work.
For days afterwards, when he gave his sermons, you had to stand, hands clasped in prayer, with his cum rolling down your thighs beneath your compound-issue garments.
And despite how you know you don’t want this destiny he’s imparted upon you, you still urge your hips against his. Especially as you feel him twitching, your hole leaking and almost squealing with his semen and the memory of the many times he’s already pumped you full this same night. He’s ready to bust at any moment, ready to find and create any excuse to empty his load into you, his favourite disciple.
You finish first in a fit of euphoric fury, an outpouring of devotion, a static explosion that leaves you utterly spent and entirely limp, unable to move as Simon continues to pummell you, using you, not stopping until you hear him give nothing less than a guttural roar, throwing his head back as he empties every ounce of his spend into you.
Any chances of escaping, any hopes of the world beyond the company you’d embroiled yourself in – they’re all gone now. Knocked clean out your head and from your reach, your mind nothing but a post-haze. You feel full almost to the point of bursting, but your body settles for a ballooned discomfort in your middle. One which you know will only grow bigger and heavier over the coming months. And no doubt beyond that when Simon deems you capable – worthy – of bearing him more offspring.
Simon is panting behind you, hands planted either side of you, head hanging between heaving shoulders. As if he’s impregnated you with his very soul.
His hand slips across the desk down to your front, where he manages to levy his fingers between your exhausted form and the hard wood beneath. And, as if by divine intuition, he gives a hum. Presses a languid kiss to your exposed neck, uttering a “Well done, love.”
He’s going to be a father.
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Small itty bitty req 😽😽😽 Vampire! Gojo who cums just from drinking her blood..? 🤕🤕🤕😸
vamp gojo getting a taste for the first time ★
◜ ❦◞ — warnings. fem! reader, vampire au / gojo, mentions of blōod, touch starved gojo, spıt, cowgirl, praise, premature ejaculatıon, biting, mdni.
you were one of his many weaknesses—disregarding the plethora of other vampire known things such as sunlight, garlic, or even stakes. you and your taste alone was enough to bring him to his knees. gojo’s entire body feels scorchingly hot the moment you cream down his cock. he’s still twitching from the inside, gentle honed claws piercing into your skin. “p- please,” he’d pant, pointed tips of his ears burning more and more tepid. a lukewarm breeze sets against his skin before he conceals his face into your neck. “m- my precious little . . human,” and you moan the moment his long, forked tongue licks a stripe near your neck. “i want more of you. please.”
there was a bit of a tremor in his voice - shaky. the more stripes he licked up your neck, the more he became addicted. the vampire’s cock was embed into you, feeling the sheer snug and warmth near the inside before his eyes roll back. with irregular breaths yanking from his lungs, he looks at you, a gentle nail scraping near your neck before he pouts. “can .. can i?”
he wants a taste,
as you’re taking your seat on his lap, it didn’t take you long to realize what he meant. gojo wanted to feed off of you. two broad hands of his grab onto your waist, pulling you close. body against body, skin against skin—your warmth was the only thing that made him pulse.
funnily enough, it’s known vampires don’t even have a pulsing heart, and yet you made him feel alive. it’s ironic.
his dick was still plugged into your gripping, gluey walls before you give him a sweet reply. “go ‘head toru, baby. get a taste.”
your voice,
it was such a treat to listen to, almost harmonic.
the way you spoke in such a pretty tune was enough to have him dump another load into you. and then another, then another.
the vampire lets off a needy moan at your answer, not hesitating to incise his chiseled, sharp fangs into the crook of your neck.
“mhm,” he whines, and you feel a bit of slippery saliva trickle its way near the edge of your neck. you were so tasty that it was enough to make him drool. as gojo licks it up, you hear a long sluuuurp and he’s making sure to savor your metallic taste. to him, you taste like candy.
and already,
he’s addicted. his tongue whisks itself against the growing bite marks and he whines again. pretty frosted lashes of his flutter as he’s relishing in your flavor. needless to say, you were simply drool worthy. “my s- sweet girl, hah, taste even better than i imagined.”
you stay still, remaining to sit on his lap. the base of his cock squishes down a bit the more your ass grinds against the weight. he groans, and the body heat that’s sticking against the two of you grows more heated. as he’s feeding, you can hear a little growl escape from his lips once you playfully try to move away. “mine, s- stay,” he grumbles, making sure to not suck away too much blood. the vampire was well aware of the precautions and didn’t wanna leave you too weak or lightheaded, regardless of how sweet you tasted. “hngh, ‘s good. ‘m gonna c- cum i think.”
“s- satoruuu,” you breathe, taking a moment to swallow and the only thing you ended of gulping down was your sweet, sweet pity.
you felt your cunt start to spasm sporadically, one hand gently wrapping around his throat as he’s collecting more of a taste. “thaaaat’s it, ‘s good. good boy, suck harder baby.”
a snowy wisp of a strand runs down his forehead before he pouts — pointed ears twitching at your praise.
good boy . .
a whine rips from his throat again, and already he can feel himself starting to thrust against you. sloppy thrusts but you still felt every inch rut its way into you. he was so eager, so feral. he couldn’t help it, if you kept teasing him this much he was going to stuff you full.
again, and again, and again.
“oh, you like when i call you that?” you peer up at the vampire, watching as he momentarily breaks away his lips from your neck. a cute fang of his pokes out underneath his bottom lip and there’s metaphoric heart eyes shimmering in his blown irises.
“y- yes,” he nods, a slight crack in his tone as you’re still happily straddling him. gojo’s face flushes deeply and a sharp gasp shortly follows. “ngh, say it again, please.”
leaning in to kiss the tip of his nose, his eyes ultimately widen into the size of saucers. “good boy, ‘toru.”
“f- fuck, woman,” he snarls under his breath, your touch alone able enough to harm him more than pungent garlic ever could.
gojo can’t help but crane your neck slightly to the right again with one hand. he moves it back to it’s original position before sinking his fangs into your neck again. once more, he feels the prodigious tang of saltiness coat against his forbidden buds that run against his tongue. you moan, tossing your head back in pleasure before feeling him starting to sniff you.
as if your taste wasn’t enough - your scent was just brutal.
you giggle at bit at the sensation of him getting off to your naturally sweet aroma. his dick was growing more aroused. its twitching multiplies and you feel every movement from the inside of your stingy walls. gojo’s whining gets louder, and before he knew it, the crown of his cock starts to vigorously thrash and thrash against your cunt. your walls were being greedy, you were barely even moving and yet, your gummy walls continue to hug him tight, never letting go.
because in the end, you didn’t wanna let go,
not now, not ever.
“c- cum, ‘m gonna cum,” he huffs, soft warm lips ghosting against the new bite marks that tattoo against your skin. he stares at his gift to you with the most lewd expression, eyes half lidded and all. feeling himself get more sheepish as each second passed, he whimpers. “i- oh, really gonna make me—”
and it’s a long pause.
it’s almost too long, radio silence and yet it was deadly. right before you could utter out a word, you feel a spurt of hotness ooze its way into your pussy. it’s slow and it’s slimy, coming out in thin velvety ropes. so much to where you feel it shoot into the very depths of your womb. gojo’s a mess, his whimpers reaching higher pitched volumes before he buries his face into your neck again.
shame overtook him—sharp nails of his gently graze against your hips as he’s holding you close, a milky ring around his base shortly painting around his fat base.
whenever he came, it was a lot. piles and piles of it, you weren’t even moving a muscle and you had him this weak. the finish came to him like a truck at full force, it was a constant ringing in his ears.
your hips buck and he grows quiet— his favorite part, listening to the final finishes. ripples of rapture overtake his body as he’s pouring his all into you, and he takes a moment to suck against your neck once more. your cunt squelched and his seed made sounds similar of its own. you mewl out a sweet sob, feeling his tongue flick against the few remnants of blood that were left near your neck before he sighs deeply.
not only was he pussy drunk but he was perhaps he was in love.
“i- i—” he murmurs, still having his face buried deep into your collarbone. gojo didn’t want you to move, he wanted you to stay. “more.”
“more what, ‘toru?” you whisper, still feeling him dump such a heavy amount of cum into you as if it was nothing. it was sticky, gluing against the entrance of your pussy as if it was some kind of adhesive. it was a mess— you were filled, a few strings of cum gluing against your opening, you feel the warmth coat against the outside and the inside. you gingerly pull his head up to look at you and the vampire leans into your gentle, familiar touch. “mm?”
“more of you,” he grumbles, and you let off a gasp once he makes you lie back, spreading your legs.
the vampire strums a soft padded thumb against your pulsating clit that had wads of cum spilling out in nice clumps before he leans down. gojo groans, lapping his own flavor up with his tongue before flickering his pretty cerulean eyes back up at you. giving your pussy a kiss, crooked sly smile forming on his reddened glossed lips. “not done, wanna bite her next.”
and you gulp, chest heaving in and out— you leer down at gojo and realize he was staring straight at your sopping wet cunt.
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Nudes - Part 1
Summary: Their favorite nude photo of you.
Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace, Sabo, Law, Kid
Genre: pure smut
CW: NSFW // nudes (obv), oral sex, light food play with Luffy, unprotected sex with Daddy Zoro, and light cum play with Ace
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Luffy:
Your naked body with whipped cream is Luffy’s wet dream boat, and the best gift he ever received was a pair of photographs featuring just that. In one of them, you posed with the sweet white substance smeared across your naked chest, all messy and in desperate need of being licked up. And the second, you had a neat trail of it in the shape of a heart just above your naked cunt, ripe for the taking. Needless to say, you had to recreate this little photoshoot with Luffy as soon as he laid eyes on the photographs.
Zoro:
He’s an ass man who’s obsessed with creampies, and his absolute favorite snapshot of you is from behind, your pussy flushed and swollen from him pounding into it, his cum dripping out of your little hole, and that pink, heart-shaped plug in your ass. The sight of it makes him salivate, and he usually ends up clutching his cock because the throbbing is actually painful. He’s gotten into many a bar fight after having one too many and pulling it out to stare longingly, only for some creep to gawk over his shoulder at your perfect ass and pussy.
Sanji:
You feigned illness one day and waited for the crew to leave you alone aboard the ship before sneaking into the kitchen in your bathrobe and swapping it for Sanji’s apron, snapping a few pictures of yourself wearing it with nothing underneath. One, in particular, turned out quite well, with your tits popping out the top and your hand pulling the bottom half to the side to reveal your naked little slit. That’s the one Sanji keeps in the back of his wallet.
Ace:
It’s horrible, really. It’s disgusting. But when he’s away from you, there’s nothing that brings him more pleasure than that photograph he took of you naked on a beach somewhere, his hat on your head and sand in your hair, his cum on your pretty face while you smile up at him and laugh, his hand tilting your chin up. It’s not just how sexy it is, though. You just look so happy, so pretty, and so very his. The photograph serves as a reminder of how much you smile, how happy you get, when he fucks you, and it always leaves him grinning like a fool.
Sabo:
He was sitting sprawled on the small sofa in his bedroom, and you were kneeling between his knees, his pretty cock in your hands, your tongue on the head. He had one of his hands tangled in your hair, the other holding the camera. He’d been away for two whole months, and the two of you hadn’t left his room for three full days and nights. It was day two when he took that picture, fresh out of the shower. He’d never seen so many hickies on your skin, had not known just how long the two of you could go until then, and he was determined not to forget.
Law:
Law’s a simple man- kinky, but simple. When he found a photograph tucked into his hoodie one day, he didn’t realize what it was at first. There wasn’t a face, just a body, but after a second, he recognized that body. And he recognized the loose t-shirt covering it, sliding off one shoulder and breast, revealing a single pert nipple, a hickey beside it. And the way the hem rode up, he could see you weren’t wearing any panties, though he couldn’t see between your legs with his pillow stuffed between them. The love note scribbled on the back begging him to come home safe only cemented it as one of his most prized possessions.
Kid:
He has a couple on the wall in his workshop where anyone could see, though nobody but you, he, and Killer really go in there. By far his favorite one, though, is the first one he ever took, before he even pierced your nipples, before you had even decided to stay on his crew. You were naked on the deck of the Victoria Punk, not posing in a particularly scandalous way, just staring up at the moon while Kid documented your nudity for his own selfish desires. He’d pinned you to the deck and fucked you for the first time after that, and he had a little keepsake from it.
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Introvert!reader who's secretly the biggest slut but has never had the confidence to be one so when König kidnaps her she finally gets to lean into all her fantasies and loves it
You moaned when he slapped your ass for the first time. A harsh slap, heavy hand on the soft flesh - you were whimpering, like you should. Moaning in pleasure like you shouldn't. Konig didn't exactly hate this sound, but he did want you to be just a little bit less enthusiastic. He thought you just wanted to worm your way into his chest. That you wanted to betray him, make him trust you, and then put a knife up to his spine. Be a terrible fucking girl. But, you moaned just like a good girl should - even though he was punishing you for not eating the food he brought you. You were whimpering something about the poison or drugs - like he'd want to fuck your limp body. No, he wanted, needed something fresh and real. Wanted you to be as soft for him as possible. This is where you started whispering things. Twisted desires, little desires. Whimpering and begging. Konig kissed your forehead and pressed a hand up to your wet pussy. Smiled as you were a bit embarrassed admitting that you actually like your butt being slapped. Konig made a point to remember this. You were saying something about wanting to be fucked with a vibrator - he gets you as many toys as possible, overstimulating you until you're a blushing, moaning mess who can't think of anything other than his cock. Pushes a vibrating plug up your ass and makes you scream his name as he pounds your pussy, making you feel penetrated like you never did before. Kissed the tears of overstimulation falling from your eyes. Konig was a bit embarrassed when you asked if you can call him daddy - he is more into power play and making you call his sir, but there is something arousing about fucking you stupid and calling you his dumb little kitten who can't think of anything other than his cock.
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Imagine he’s got you in the meanest mating press, his thick cock spearing you open against the bed and it’s so good you’re seeing stars. But suddenly he stops and just leaves his cock inside of you, splitting you open, not thrusting and not moving, just buried deep inside, holding you nice and open for him. And he decides to focus on your clit, maybe with a vibrator or maybe with his fingers, just rubbing and playing with your swollen clit. It’s making you whine and buck your hips against his weight but he’s so much bigger and so much stronger there’s no way to stop him. He tells you to be a good girl and take it because he just wants to feel your pretty pussy pulse around his cock, he wants to feel your walls fluttering around him, your cunt milking his cock so perfectly in response to the overwhelming stimulation on your clit. And he’s so mean about it, one hand working your clit and the other braced against the bed so he can lean into you and keep you pinned down. He’s pushing you closer and closer to a mindbreaking orgasm as he whispers in your ear. “Such a good girl for me, come on, milk my cock with that pretty pussy, that’s it, feel good for me, I want to feel that cunt clenching around me, there’s you go.” And finally, your body breaks into a toe-curling orgasm, trembling, writhing, crying for him and the unrelenting pleasure he’s forcing out of you. You look at him through teary eyes, expecting him to go back to fucking you but all you see is the sadistic gleam in his eyes that tells you this is far from over. “Come on baby,” his voice is so mean as his fingers don’t stop working your clit, “One isn’t enough, give me more, let me feel that pretty pussy pulse around me again, that’s it, keep making those needy sounds for me, you can take it, I want your pussy to cum over and over again to milk all the cum out of my cock. We’re not stopping until I’m satisfied.” You’re sobbing now, trying to push him off, trying to make him stop the assault of pleasure. Begging, crying, gasping out pleas that he’s ignoring because he wants to use you to feel good, he wants to use you like a fuck doll, meant for nothing more than to milk his cock like a toy with no regard for how you feel. His fingers pull another orgasm from your body, the feeling lighting your every nerve and forcing your pussy to milk him just the way he likes. But it’s not enough for him, it won’t ever be enough for him, and so he keeps going. He pulls one orgasm after another out from your helpless body just so he can use you to make himself feel good. It has nothing to do with your pleasure because he’s exceeded that several times over now but it has everything to do with using you like a sex toy to get himself off. You have no idea how many times he’s forced your body to cum for him when he finally groans above you as his hips jerk into you, pumping his cum deep inside of your still-spasming walls. And maybe he’ll leave his cock inside of you even after, keeping you plugged up and nice and full with his cum while you fall asleep in his arms, with his gentle kisses on your forehead and soft strokes of your hair.
Note: This made me feral ugh please someone do this to me.
#nsft concept#overstim kink#dark fantasy#cnc overstim#cl1t torture#cnc k!nk#mind break#drippythoughts
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