#whine bitch moan complain etc etc so on and so forth

[pavlovianfuckery]

all i want is some motivation to write :/ this isn't writers block its writers constipation, i can feel the ideas in there but they're not coming out, helppppp

[sexbot300]

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ brat-tamer!toji

authors note: no thots, just him. this is just pure smut, sorry lollllll. need him so bad u don’t understand. with that being said, minors dni, 18+ ! thank you for the love on my first few posts! i appreciate it all of it <3 i'm not ignoring my messages btw, just extremely busy with my studies! ♡

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brat-tamer!toji who notices you acting up and simply asks, “cranky because you ain’t got dick today?”

brat-tamer!toji who only looks at you with a raised brow and (huge) arms across his chest when you purposely try to piss him off. so cute.

brat-tamer!toji who purposely puts his entire body weight on top of you when you beg him to stop due to overstimulation. he tugs you even closer, just laughing in your face.

brat-tamer!toji who stops thinking coherent thoughts when he sees you in a sundress.

brat-tamer!toji who rewards your good behavior with head (lets you squirt) and also punishes your bad behavior with head (denies you relief, gives in eventually, sometimes).

brat-tamer!toji who loooovessssss shoving your face into the pillow while you whine, pant, and moan. he loves to put your head into a headlock with his bicep, as drool escapes your lips, and you’re babbling like an idiot while he’s hitting it from the back.

brat-tamer!toji who casually lifts you up and fucks you in the air as if just anyone can do it. “such a perfect little pocket pussy,” he snickers.

brat-tamer!toji who gets you cock drunk so often (he’s starting to think that it’s your normal state).

brat-tamer!toji who likes to make you count every time he spanks the fat of your ass when arched up across his lap. slap! “24…” you say with a slight moan, biting your bottom lip in, as he soothes the red outline forming on your cheek. he grins above you, “should’ve known a cock-bent whore like you would take this as pleasurable rather than punishment.”

brat-tamer!toji who makes a safe word with you early on (which you tease him for doing so early, he only tsks because he knows YOU know how much you mean to him and he puts your well-being above anything else).

brat-tamer!toji who has a hidden collection of pictures on his phone with you smiling, his cum decorating your face.

brat-tamer!toji who grips your face in the middle of a make out session, pulling away as he notices your fucked out, panting expression. “open.” you quickly open up your mouth as he slowly lets spit hit onto your tongue. he lightly chuckles. “obedient slut.” you look at him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wanting more. “swallow.”

brat-tamer!toji who finds his favorite position to be when his massive balls are hitting your clit and he mercilessly pounds, abusing your little cunt from the back as he strings profanity out of his mouth. or a full nelson where he just tells you to, “shut the fuck up and take it.” or even a mating press where he can pummel his cum into you while seeing your face contort in pure bliss. “y-yeah. ‘ust let loose. go dumb on this dick.”

brat-tamer!toji who regularly calls you; “slut, (needy or cock) whore, vixen, pretty, disgusting, (stupid) bitch, brat, bad girl, good girl, perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, princess, angel, (sex or fuck) toy, doll, bunny, cum-slut, cum-dumpster, sugar… etc”

brat-tamer!toji who gets annoyed at your endless ramblings about your day, he sighs and tells you to get on your knees. you promptly do that, but to push his buttons you don’t stop rambling on and on and on. somehow, this man manages to get his 8 (girthy) inches down your throat. “cant complain with my cock in your mouth, huh?” he only smirks as you become teary-eyed, moaning a little at his statement, lapping your tongue up and down like a starving dog. he throws his head back, forearms supporting him while you bob your head back and forth on his thick length. “hey… never said that my cock doesn’t appreciate your tongue. s’ch a good girl when you do what you’re made for. unh!”

brat-tamer!toji who presses against you into a mirror, his broader, massive frame encasing you while he stares into your soul. “i-i don’t understand what i did?” you look up at him feigning innocence, batting your eyelashes. fingers caress his forearms, down his hard bicep, and lightly trace his hardened outline. his eyes never leave yours, a stern, menacing look to the average person, but you can tell he’s about to have you praying for mercy in another way. “of course you don’t understand what you did.” you whine slightly when his fingers suddenly grab a fist full of your hair, burning your scalp, his voice turns mockingly softer. “all you know in that pretty, empty, head of yours is just fucking. nothing else.” he quickly releases you, eliciting a gasp, magically flipping you around in an instant so you’re staring at yourself in the mirror now. “told you not to play with yourself until i came home. but you just haaad to be difficult.” he gripped the vibrator in one hand that was tucked away, pressing it against your lips. “spit.” you spat on it, eyes full of want. he only snickered and smirked. “good luck thinking I’m going to let you cum. stare in the mirror while I do this.” he turned the toy on, a vibrating tune humming throughout the room. “need you to realize how pathetic you look begging.” you gasped slightly, “b-but-" he proceeds to pry your legs apart with one massive thigh, his hand gripping the front of your neck, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. “push your skirt up. you lost your right to cum, stupid whore. cum without permission, see what happens.”

brat-tamer!toji who loves to fuck you on his fingers. he loves the lewd noise it makes while ramming his two middle fingers in and out, or up and down. he loves to see your jaw go slack as you beg him to stop. “i-it’s… uhhhhhh! t-to- ah! -ji, toooooo-uhhh much!” he never loses focus, “yeah? yeah?” he presses his hand on your lower abdomen, “quite honestly, don’t care what you think.” he only licks his lips, his scarred lip grins with anticipation to finally taste you when you unfold.

brat-tamer!toji who degrades you like it’s a living but LIVES for your filthy mouth. he loves that you talk back, he’ll never admit it. he loves putting cum sluts like you in their place.

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brat-tamer!toji who weirdly… gets needy at times when you finish. he’ll hold you from behind, shutting his eyes while his arms are wrapped around, practically glued to your torso, the backside of your body molds perfectly to the front of his. legs intertwined, your head against his chest, a moment of pure bliss shared between you two. “who knew the big bad toji likes to cuddle?” “shut up.”

(silly toji! i need him to ruin me)

[alshmitty]

Why Real Estate?

Of all the ways to try and get rich why am I choosing real estate? The simple answer is control. But let me be clear, I am not abandoning my full-time job as a kitchen designer. I am still dedicated to being the most profitable kitchen designer as possible. Grant Cardone noted in one of his books that being rich doesn’t happen overnight and simply abandoning a source of income is never a good idea. I also believe that rich people do everything to their utmost potential. I don’t think a rich person would accept themselves as being a mediocre kitchen designer. Everything rich people do, they do it to the best of their ability. That’s why they’re rich. Whatever I do in life that is beneficial to me I am going to do to the best of my ability. The middle class and the poor accept mediocre. The rich and wealthy do not.

Back to the bulk head point; why real estate? So many professions don’t give people enough control. The weak whine and bitch about that fact. The rich look at their situation and figure out a way to improve it. As a kitchen designer, a young one at that, I do not have a lot of contractor connections. Meaning, a lot of my clients are walk-ins. Meaning, they’re shopping around. The average kitchen costs $15,000. You think homeowners are going to feel comfortable putting a $15,000 investment in the hands of a young 22 years old? Me neither, and rightfully so. It’s beneficial to be skeptical, not cynical. If you don’t understand the difference, look it up. So, like a lot of other professions I don’t have a ton of control over how successful I can be. So how do I improve? I buy kitchen designing books to increase my designing knowledge, I have my own contractor referral program where I cut a check of 5% of the total cabinet cost to the contractor. Sure, it brings my commission down from 7% to 2% but 2% is better than the 0% I would have received if the client’s contractor didn’t recommend them to me (that 5% is also only in affect for the first year). What I’m doing is using leverage. I’m leveraging the contractor’s experience to my benefit. When people’s contractor tells them to come to me for their kitchen I typically sell the kitchen because they trust their contractor. Most people have good relations with their contractor. That’s how I deal with that disadvantage. Weak people, whiners, just moan and complain and blame someone else.

Back to my point, that is a lack of control. I don’t control who walks in the door so I try my best to control it. With real estate, I start with all the control. I decide where to buy, how to sell, how to remodel, etc. If people are buying in a certain area and a certain color scheme is in style then that is where I buy and how I design. I could be dumb and buy in an area where people are not deciding to live and then I could design using oranges, pinks, and purples. My success is up to me. Completely. That’s why I am trying to use real estate to get rich. People are going to buy a home if it is designed properly. I am the designer so I must design it properly. That gives me the control. I have friends who are trying to get rich by means of photography, beat producing, and other means. I wish them all the best and I hope they do very well. However, there’s no denying they do not have all the control in that regard. Not saying it’s not going to work, they just need to figure out a way to gain control. My friend who has his own business producing beats does just that and we both go back and forth at times discussing business strategies. His business is doing well and is on the rise.

That is why I have chosen real estate. Very few professions give you complete control. My success is directly related to how dedicated I am and how much I put in on my end. I like that. I may be slightly inaccurate with this statistic but I believe, according to Fortune Builders, 75% (i think it’s actually a larger percentage) of the world’s 1% used real estate as a vehicle to get there. It is one of the vehicles I plan to use during my Race to Riches.

[pavlovianfuckery]

interesting/telling that engagement has basically stayed the same even though my newer fics are for a mostly dead fandom