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Just a black 19 year old who hasn’t grown out of their anime phase.
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when I find a brilliant, jaw dropping, amazing x reader fic but suddenly I’ve been given a first name, last name, hair colour and eye colour
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saying “minors dni” while writing smut about minors is crazzyyyyyyyyyyyy
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cant believe they gave this woman enough money to ruin the environment for singing vapid shit of this caliber for over a decade. have some shame man. get a grip. what the hell are any of you even doing
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Palestinians don’t have basic humanitarian supplies. No food or clean water and the Israeli army is given luxuries.
Never buy Garnier. Filth.
[@selintifada]
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Haven’t posted in a hot minute. As some of you know I’m in university and I graduate next spring. I haven’t had any time to write and I do apologize however; I have gotten all of your requests and I am going to be starting them as soon as summer break begins for me. I’m so so so sorry for the wait.
#fanfic#anime men#call of duty x black reader#castlevania black!reader#alucardxblack!reader#attack on titan x black reader#hobie x black!reader#black!reader
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Queen Charlotte changed me as a person because who the hell is gonna tell me that their heart calls my name in this economy???
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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suguru manspread a lot; he would call it a bad habit, but not really. when you saw that he was sitting with his legs wide open, what’d you do? sit right in his lap.
at this point, the both of you should just throw the couch away and get a regular chair because you sat in his lap ALL the time.
most of the time, there was more than just sitting. suguru had a sensitive dick; even with the slightest touch, it went into the air, so with your ass fully on his length, it would poke you, and he would tease you, telling you to take care of it…
so, what did you do? took care of it. sometimes you would sit on his lap on purpose just so he could get hard, and he would fall right into your trap.
your panties would slide right off, and you would slide right onto his dick. the sex on that couch was amazing.
it wasn’t like he manspread on purpose; his legs just opened by themselves, and the next second he looked up, there you were in his lap.
it started as a cute thing at first, but then it got sinister, and he would fuck you in that same position.
cum spread everywhere, with him switching positions and fucking you into the couch, and you couldn’t do a damn thing.
your mutual friends would tease the both of you by how you were clingy and always on his lap, but it’s like he was drawing you in.
there was no turning away from him or sitting beside him when his legs were open, just begging you to sit on his lap.
sometimes you’ll try to be polite and just stare at him until he says something, and he’ll fold every single time for that pretty face.
“come on.” and you’ll go running and flopping on his lap.
when he sees that you’re snuggling into his lap and changing positions, he won’t push it to more than that; he not only wants his lap to be a nice spot for you to fuck him but also a soft spot for you.
his lap was your comfort place, and it was very comfy, especially since he let you sit there with open arms, kissing you and holding you.
that’s why you never said anything about it and let him keep manspreading; he looked sexy doing it.
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just thinking about guys who can’t be gentle.
guys who instantly lose their composure when they nestle themself in between your thighs. they’ll grip the sheets above your head before slowly thrusting into that sloppy cunt, already drenched from them eating you out earlier.
guys who’s expressions will harden when you let out a quiet whimper, they scan your face for any signs of pain before continuing very cautiously.
guys who’ll start you off slow, giving you sweet and languid thrusts that will already have you going dizzy in their arms. your mouth will fall open with a silent moan, your brown eyes watering when he thrusts his hips up just a little bit too hard. it feels good though, he knows your body so well .. more than you do even.
guys who’ll absolutely fucking torture themselves just to make sure you’re happy and feeling safe during sex. they’ll be grunting, veins bulging and eyes threatening to close as they get lost in the feel of your sweet pussy wrapping around them. the sensation is heaven, and has his heart pounding right through his chest with adrenaline. and it doesn’t help that you’re crying out for him to give you more, knowing damn well you can’t fucking take it.
guys who finally give in to their desire and fuck you just how they want, balls slapping up against the rim of your ass from the impact of their thrusts. you twist and try to move but they’ll keep you still with a hand on each of your wrists, practically pushing them into the soft bed beneath you. you cry out, but you’re silenced with a sloppy kiss from him, swallowing the sweet sounds coming from those pretty lips.
guys who’ll relish in the way you plead for them to go easy on you, to please go a little softer .. but you wanted this. so you’re gonna take it, all the way until the end. so they don’t stop, and instead order you to “shut the fuck up,”
thinking about guys who can’t be gentle, but try to .. but can’t.
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Stoic
When Gojo assumes Nanami Kento's lack of PDA for the reader shows a lack of desire for her, a tipsy Kento is quick to correct him.
Warnings: 18+ drabble, Kento goes on a smutty rant
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'A quick drink' after work had soon turned into two, three, four. Shoko took full advantage of the rooftop bar's balcony, smoking and idly chatting; Higuruma and Atsuya gossipped and quipped, snorting into their drinks; Satoru observed Kento and you keenly behind his dark lens; you stood, excusing yourself to the bathroom as Kento gave you a gentle smile.
"I'm sorry," Satoru interrupted loudly when you were gone, his pot boiling over, "I just-- I just don't get it, Nanami." All eyes were on Satoru and Kento now-- Kento, with one thin eyebrow raised in quiet disdain at Satoru, and Satoru, with his elbows planted forward on his knees in challenge.
A few moments of silence. Kento huffed, "Should I be apologising for someth--"
"--you've been together for years," Satoru interrupted, "and I'm just not convinced. She could be-- she could be a coat rack for all the affection you show her, you're supposed to not be able to keep your hands off her--"
"--you want me to grope my fiancée in public, am I correct--"
"--well maybe, anything to show that you love her--"
Kento laughed out loud, deep and humourless, continuing to chuckle into his glass, scoffing to himself; "Love her," he rumbled, swirling his whiskey, amber eyes flickering and carnal in the firelight.
Shoko had turned, smirking, to watch the scene. Atsuya leaned back, scowling, chewing on a toothpick with crossed arms. Hiromi leaned, glimmer-eyed, into the drama, one hand cupping his jaw and the other clasping his wineglass. He picked up the bottle, slowly beginning to pour another glass.
"I don't love her," Kento spat, downing his glass of whiskey in one smooth swallow, hissing and slamming the glass down on the table, "I worship her. I'm obsessed with her."
Satoru was silent, mulish, as Kento continued.
"I would walk through rains of bullets for her," he mused aloud, "I would cut off fingers with blunt knives--"
"Nanami, alright, I'm sorry--"
"Any second I'm not with her," Kento continued, his voice quieter, darker, the group leaning into him, "is a second wasted. I don't know what point there was in the years I spent without her-- probably just there to build me into even a semblance of the man she deserves--"
"--why are we doing this--"
"-- and when I'm not thinking about talking to her, watching her, being near her, holding her, or-- fuck, just having her look at me goes bone-deep...I spend at least eighty-percent of my time thinking about different ways to make her cum--"
Satoru was blushing now, his face in his hands, while the others leaned into Kento's mild breakdown with awe, "--fucking hell Nanami, I didn't mean--"
"I almost died last week, at work," Kento mused, as a laughing Hiromi slid the glass of wine down the table to Kento, which he caught seamlessly, "because I was too busy thinking about how her mouth had felt around my cock the night before, because I was pondering the many applications for my tie, because I was thinking about how incredible she felt underneath me--"
Atsuya and Shoko whispered together, Hiromi now giggling to himself unashamedly; "Oh he's really going for it--" "I know I know, shhh, let him finish--"
"--and I've been sat here with her all evening, resisting the urge to strip her, tie her wrists together and have her ride me until I go fucking blind, all because of social-fucking-propriety, just for some long streak of jizz like you to say I clearly don't love her--"
Satoru had shrunk in on himself now, his soul quietly leaving his body, mortified and put to rights as Kento tsked, swirling his wine before downing that, too. He accepted the bottle Hiromi slid towards him in approval.
"...it really just is rather rude and presumptuous of you, isn't it, Gojo?"
The group sat in stunned silence as you returned, sitting beside Kento and laying a hand on his crossed knees. You felt the bizarre tension; Hiromi unable to conceal a blush as he looked at you, Shoko giving you a knowing smile around her cigarette, Atsuya unable to make eye contact. You smiled uncertainly.
"...what did I miss?"
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Still waters run deep 💀💀💀
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Older bf!Nanami Kento
— disclaimer (mdni, 18+ only)
Older bf!Kento had his moral’s tested the day he met you — the pretty little uni student who lives in the building across from him, but always seems to run into him every time he leaves and comes home from work. He swears it must be just another one of those little inconvenience that makes a person an adult every time he catches you all doe-eyed, a glossy smile, and a polite ‘good morning’ or ‘good afternoon’ coming from your mouth ever time you cross paths that makes the hand holding his suitcase grip it until his knuckles turn white.
He’s a man of self restraint.
He’s a man of self restraint until one day you’re asking him if he could help you hang up something in your apartment, the way the end of your almond french tip ends up between your teeth through that dumb smile while watching the muscles in his biceps flex when he hammers the nail until your wall makes his stomach drop. It doesn’t matter if he’s 27. You’re still in uni, and he would never risk the chance of having to go through explaining to his colleagues that his girlfriend isn’t employed, but a girl in university — heavens, no. It sounds taboo.
His resolve further crumbles after weeks of asking for assistance with all the little, yet what he finds unnecessary, renovations in your apartment, the cookies you bake him as a ‘thank you’ always seeming to melt in his mouth. That’s what you’re doing now, standing in the doorway of his apartment with a skirt too short to be considered appropriate and eyes that are wide like a sweet little doe caught in the barrel of hunters rifle. He hates the way his heart clenches to the point it’s painful at the way you stammer through that nervous grin, the pinch in your eyebrows revealing your anxiety when you ask him to go out for coffee — and fuck, he knows it will break your little heart if he tells you ‘no.’
Older bf!Kento who agrees to taking you out for coffee, which you were presuming would simply end in a walk to the coffee shop at the corner of the block where he sits across from you for two minutes before he up and leaves. You don’t expect him to pick you up in his car, one that makes you a little stiff when you sit in it with this worry of somehow ruining the leather seats or damaging the expensive interior. He doesn’t even look at you on the way to the over-priced café with expensive interior that makes you feel as if you’re on your own little Europe getaway. The only responses he gives you are short, majority of them being ‘uh-huh’s’ as you babble in attempt to find the right thing that would make him respond to you.
All you want him to do is say a little bit more, and halfway through your Frappuccino, one that made you cringe upon hearing the price yet profusely thank him for buying you as you didn’t want to come across as greedy, he finally starts to ask you questions. It feels like an interrogation for a while, and when you try to reciprocate the questions, his responses are bland. He hates that you have to worry so much over academics, and hates that he feels this need to not let you lift a dainty little finger over a thing when he can easily do it for you.
Your shoulders are slumped when you’re walking back out to his car to leave, feeling like you’ve wasted a pretty outfit for nothing other than getting your heart hurt. You don’t expect him to text you later that evening that he had a good time.
Older bf!Kento who’s absolutely enamored with everything about you, and loses all his restraint the minute you’re kneeling in front of him as he stands. Your hands fumbling with his buckle while giving him those familiar doe eyes of yours, questioning softly, “please, Nanami?”
He grits his teeth. You’re still calling him Nanami after being corrected to call his Kento so many times, but you’re a worrying little thing who, when not stressing yourself sick over academics, is thinking all dreamily about her handsome boyfriend, Kento.
You can only lean into the hand, calloused from years of being a jujutsu sorcerer, comes down to rest upon the crown of your head, sliding to your cheek, under your jaw, tilting it up to look at him properly. You’re so transfixed by the honey-brown eyes peering down into yours with all the care in the world held within them, a contrast to the stoicism on his face, that you almost don’t catch the sound of his free hand undoing the buttons of his slacks for you.
“Need some help or can you do it yourself, sweetheart?”
— reqs are open<3
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OK so this is the whole AI situation summarized
• AIs have already been scraping data from sites for free for years
• Companies got pissed at this a little too late and are now trying to put it behind a paywall by offering things like data packs in paid partnerships
• Your data wasn't safe before or now
• Capitalism babey
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No bars 💋
the annoyance with blk y/n and the stories she’s in is hilarious. her characteristics might be the problem one day or her side characters the next. it legit feels like we may never get to a balanced solution on what to do with our own representation since the wrong ppl always talk about it and create it. we have mean and shallow ppl who take over the conversation, ppl who really self hate but try and cover it up with “i just don’t want her to be a stereotype” and then the ones who probably love and support tyler perry movies.
the bottom line is the ppl who do write those niggafying, toxic (it’s a buzzword but that’s what they are) or smutty fics (not talking abt the actual good ones with a blk reader though 🧎🏽♀️) can do wtv they want and owe you nothing. that’s why they get so frustrated. i don’t think all the times those should be crucified for what they write when other groups of ppl (or our own) write all kinds of other crazy shit.
and.. i know a lot of ppl who don’t want to say it but y’all keep bringing up the smut and niggafying as the main problem, but i think it’s some of the ppl writing it and their underlings. it’s just no one wants to say anything.
an excerpt from a draft of mine
“a lot of ppl on here be weirdos or mean asl. so when someone block you don’t be like “oh what i did” “they that mad cause of my (internet—fictional—digital on screen) presence”
like nobody got time to go to your acc and say “i don’t like you” who cares. oddly some miserable ppl do actually but still. the lack of awareness is ridiculous. that’s why ppl don’t f with y’all.”
i was talking abt all of tumblr and every other app but it applies here.
from what i see on here, some are just straight up weird, cliquey, and chiesty (if that’s how you spell it) and that’s why ppl be so mad abt those types of books 💀. we also have to acknowledge the amount of overwhelming & honestly damaging blk yn fics (not to be confused with ppls screwed ideas of stereotypical) there are. i understand why ppl write them for personal reasons but when it comes to our own reflections of ourselves as blk women it’s almost hurtful to read some of the things people put “her” through. i mean even her with a white man that use aave and has cornrows is hurtful.. 😔 (i’m trolling now 💀) naw but fr. i personally don’t like reading blk women just being written for smut or going through crazy situations or kinda like.. i don’t wanna say unfulfilling but like.. idk i can’t think of the word. but girl i can watch a tyler perry movie for all that.
again. ppl write these stories for there own personal reasons, relate to them and enjoy them for those reasons as well. that’s why depending! on what it is i don’t think blk writers should be bombarded with hate like that. also ion think smut should be banned like y’all go to far can we just slow down on it … there are some nice ones out there i promise 🧎🏽♀️
but in all seriousness there are many other reasons why i feel toxic and smutty fics are popular for blk yn but i don’t think anyone cares to hear that and the conversion will prolly go back to nigga eren somehow which is crazy cause y’all be arguing over a fictional white man.
oh! 😒 i almost forgot 😒 the ppl who are against “ghetto” y/n to try and advocate for more fluffy or like.. normal (healing) stories and from what i see the ppl who are the most up in arms about it in my personal opinion seem to dislike certain parts of blkness that i appreciate personally and so i just straight up disregard their opinions. y/n doesn’t have to “act” (😒) blk but i see ppl get mad about her protecting her hair….. with a bonnet….
sigh, anyway but yeah we need more soft and sweet fics or just like calming ones? but someone gon have to write it! i don’t like this app or my writing all too much so i gave up a while ago.
just like many other blk writers….
gaspp! we should also do like a fluff challenge or sumn where writers do like fluff … march? girl idk so maybe that will trend and all the ppl who spend time arguing and going back and forth with ppl who write stories they don’t like can like idk look for other writers who write soft, normal, fun stories and reblog them or make a list of them. or maybe like possibly write their own stories too????
everyone says the smut fics gets the most likes and they do. that’s why you keep seeing them. so maybe support or refreakingblog the fics that are comforting to you so others can be as well.
i actually made this page to repost softer fics because i was tired of blocking certain tags so i can avoid heavy smut and subtly abuse fics. also pls leave the ppl who niggafy anime characters alone they will not be stopped. i mean we still have ppl who have been calling chris evans jamal since 2020.. calling him that to this date. married and all.
sigh… 2 more days until blk history month ends. maybe next year we can find a balance between “dramatic” and smutty fics and soft and slice of life ones for blk y/n next year. remember this is tumblr too and the ppl writing aren’t even getting paid for this but it’s for the ppl yk.
ppl who are respectful and reblog tho.
muah
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@furusawayusuke_ 👏 👏 We are immensely proud of your voice. Speak the truth even if you are alone 🍉
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