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wh1msic4alwasab1 · 1 day
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𝐓𝐨𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊
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synopsis: your boyfriend takes you out on a date while he sees how well you like the new toy he made for you
tags: overstimulation, semi-public, vulgar, explicit, thigh riding, penetration
wrd cnt: 1.0k
a/n : rewrite/repost from first acc!
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Imagine tartaglia being your own personal toy maker. ;)
He'd love to test all his inventions on you, mostly in you.
One night you'd be taking a stroll with him through the harbor to find a place to eat, as night was falling fast. Before you enter the building, he's got you against a wall in an alleyway and his hand down your skirt, pushing your panties aside and inserting a controlled vibrator into you after you finally agree to his schemes. “Make sure this doesn’t fall out yeah” He said with a grin and quick kiss to the cheek.
You two made a bet before this, if you caved and demanded for him to take you home then you'd be filling in for his errands for 2 weeks.
A few minutes go by, and you're paranoid. Why hasn't he done anything yet? He's usually so eager? A few more minutes go by and it's time to order food, as you begin your order you feel a small vibration in between your legs, here we go.
It was bearable, and you didn't have any trouble ordering anything. You simply look at him and offer a smile.
"Anything wrong princess? You look a little stiff."
“Nope. I feel wonderf-“ As you reply to him you cut yourself off, you could feel a sudden increase in intensity.
Your entire chair was beginning to vibrate and your clit was throbbing at this point. You squeezed your legs so hard and your hands began to fist up, you look at his smug face in a pleased manner and he completely turns it off. Exhaling deeply as laughs.
"You're shaking sweetheart, do you need anything? Should I call the waiter?”
He knows exactly what he's doing, and you hate that it's turning you on so much.
Quickly after your food arrives, you enjoy your meal together without any fuss.
After the bill is paid you walk throughout the shops, heading up to the golden house as Tartaglia had unofficial business to conduct. At the shops, you spy some handmade glass artworks, and spent time looking at them. After deciding to purchase one and going up to the salesman's, you could feel small tingles.
Immediately after, it's all the way up again. One of your knees buck and you drop the money. You squat down to pick it up and the toy is pressing up against all your most sensitive areas, your knees shaking now. You pay for your product and your breathing intensely. You can't handle it anymore.
"Okay you win let's go.", you say, pulling him off to the patio of a nearby tea shop, clutching your bag.
He smirks, "what was that?"
"Tartaglia- take. me. home."
"Home? That's pretty far from here", he sits down on one of the chairs on the patio as the toy is still buzzing inside you.
"Turn it off then you've already won-!”
"Aw baby but it's so fun to see you squirm like this, how about I just give you what you want?"
Your eyes light up slightly, you can't let him see how happy you are or it'll just go to his head.
You nod, thinking he's agreeing to taking the two of you home but he's not moving?
"You don't want it now?"
Here? Now? You could hardly believe him. But the thought of it didn't turn you off, it did quite the opposite.
The toy in your pussy was driving your thoughts and before you could think you were sat on his lap, with your tongues twined. You could feel his hands gripping your thighs as he grinded you into his cock, you could feel how hard it was even through his clothes.
"If you really want it you'll have to show me."
You couldn't take it anymore.
You slipped off your panties and rubbed yourself on his thigh, rutting against him, your pussy was so wet he could feel it soaking his clothes. His hands reached towards your chest and pulled down your shirt, your breasts spring out as he plays with your nipples, watching your tits bounce as you ride his thigh.
"You really want me to fuck your guts huh baby?"
You nod and his hand finally slips down towards your sex, he licks his fingers and rubs your sore clit, you've already came a few times from the toy still left inside your hole.
He pulls you off his thigh and sets you on his lap, unbuckling his belt and you watch his cock grow even more. He slides his tip up and down your slit, pressing his head against your clit.
Finally, the toy is out of you, and not seconds later replaced by his huge cock.
He's bouncing you up on his member, suckling on your chest, watching you rub your clit.
"You look so sexy like this baby, I hope someone sees how perfect you look while I stuff you full."
You almost forgot you were in public, but it just made you more wet thinking about the risk.
Anyone could see you riding Tartaglia, but all you cared about was his cum filling you up.
You find him twitching his legs, furrowing his eyebrows as you suck his cock in, tightening around him as you get closer.
Not after long, he's rutting into you as you bounce and cursing so loud people might just hear. Your moans escape you as you try to hold back, but you end up just releasing on his dick, leaving a white rim at the base of his cock.
Seeing you fucked out and breathless sends him over the edge, he fucks his cum into your hole and you fall into his shoulder, as he breathes even faster.
Time to run errands for 2 weeks!
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josiadorstuff · 9 months
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What makes The Backrooms great, at least for me, is how nostalgic it is. When you’re a kid, you don’t know why things are the way they are, they just are. You’re brought to so many places, and they are all so much bigger than you. Everything is beyond your control, built for reasons and purposes you don’t understand, couldn’t understand, but it doesn’t matter. You don’t need to understand. You can do whatever you can do anywhere. You don’t know when or if you’ll leave, that’s up to forces you have no power over. You’ll just explore and wonder until then.
The carpeted floors, yellowish walls and humming LED lights look a million places you’ve been and none of them. And because of all this, you as an adult almost think in the back of your mind that maybe there is a purpose to these places. Maybe it makes perfect sense to someone, the adult to our child. But in every way that matters it just is, with no reason or explanation, and that’s fine.
The Backrooms don’t need a SCP government research team or goddam squiggly slendermen to be scary. They don’t even need to be scary. They just need to be.
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jolionio · 8 months
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In addition to the Molly and Burrich stuff at the end of AQ being Fucking Weird it’s also like the last thing Fitz says to Burrich is accusing him of not being able to live his own life at all so Burrich goes to set out and abandons his adoptive son (that he just raised from the dead!!) to prove that he can live his own only for (he believes) that son to get murdered. But he goes to look after Fitz’s ex and child, before getting together with Fitz’s ex and raising his child! Like it just proves how right Fitz is because no Burrich can’t be his own person, first he takes Chivalry’s place in the story and then he take Fitz’s! Burrich has devoted so much of himself to each of these people that when they are gone from his life he becomes them.
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wendytorr4nce · 9 months
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the loneliness of being queer
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to quote trixie mattel: gay people are so broken
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mostlyfate · 7 months
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The shirt is too big. Wait. Just a moment.
DESTINED WITH YOU 연애는 불가항력 (2023)
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kingkatsuki · 8 months
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You know I’m the biggest slut on this website for dirty talk, but there’s just something so hot about Bakugou who’s completely quiet during sex.
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Bakugou is focused on the way you feel wrapped around him that he can’t even form a coherent word, never mind string a sentence together. Your warm, wet cunt desperately clenching around him every time he cants his hips, trying to coax him back in. Your nails dig dark, crimson patterns into the muscles of his back as he tries to focus on anything but the throb in abdomen, his balls tighten as he does everything in his power to stave off his climax. Because he doesn’t want to leave the solace of your tight cunt creaming around his thick cock, wishing he could stay buried inside you forever.
It’s too much and not enough at the same time.
The only sounds that leave his lips are guttural rumbles from deep in his chest, or desperate whines he wishes he could stop from tumbling out. You reduce him to this, a pathetic mess that’s obsessed with you.
Bakugou wants to tell you how good you feel wrapped around his cock, how debauched you look when you’re writhing beneath him, or how sultry you sound when you’re moaning his name— the sound of it has his cock pulsing and thighs shaking. But every time he tries to articulate himself it comes out a jumbled mess, words lost on the tip of his tongue as he selfishly uses you for his own pleasure.
“So f-uh,” He tries, growling pathetically as he tries to focus his blurred vision, shaking his messy mop of hair as droplets of sweat drip onto your skin beneath him, “So fuckin’— fuck, take it. Perfect pussy, tight— hngh, all mine.”
It makes no sense, and he knows it. Knows how pathetic he sounds right now, nothing like the filth he spews when his fingers are buried deep inside you or his face is buried between your thighs. The crude words he’s capable of when he’s in control, feeling their affects as you clench around him in response.
But when he’s sliding his fat cock into your creamy cunt it’s like he loses all sense of being. As though he’s reached another plane of existence.
And you know the affect you have on him too— stroking soothing circles against his sweaty back as he hides his face in your neck. Breathing in the scent of you as he pumps hot, white ropes of cum inside of you.
It’s why it doesn’t take much to push him off you as his back hits the mattress, his arms tight around your waist to keep his half-hard cock inside you as you splay your hands against his chest. Giving him a coy smile as your cunt spasms around him, stirring him back to life as you give a slow, tactile roll of your hips. The crude squelch of your mixed arousal sounds in the air as Bakugou bites down on his bottom lip hard.
“So pussy drunk,” You smile, leaning down to press a kiss against his parted lips, “You’re not gonna leave me like this are you, baby? I wanna cum around your cock.”
For all the times Bakugou doesn’t know how to talk to you when your walls are wrapped around his cock, you somehow always know exactly what to say to have him jumping back to life.
“Oh, fuck—”
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lawboysammyy · 3 months
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more spn text posts 😋
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thecindercrow · 2 years
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A League of Their Own - 1.06
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expelliarmus · 5 months
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sarahwatchesthings · 1 year
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Classic Doctor Who + text posts round 3
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wh1msic4alwasab1 · 7 hours
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"𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫"˚ ₊‧꒰ა $ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
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synopsis: after losing a bet in the casino a day prior, your boyfriends gamble against you was for his girlfriend to show up with him the next day in a sultry, but fun outfit ;)
tags: semi-public, oral, pet names (bunny), vulgar, explicit
wrd cnt: 600+
a/n: i wasn’t even a huge aventurine fan before this but lord this was fun to write
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Aventurine, your boyfriend, stood before you, his piercing eyes gleaming with anticipation. He was dressed to impress, his tailored suit accentuating his chiseled features. You, on the other hand, were clad in a bunny costume, complete with fluffy ears, a cotton ball tail, and a revealing corset. It was his request, and you had reluctantly agreed, knowing it you’d be a swindler for all eternity if you didn’t complete your end of the bet.
The casino was bustling with people, just like the day before. The sound of clinking glasses, chatter, and the constant hum of slot machines creating a cacophony of noise. You had chosen a relatively secluded spot, nestled between two rows of slot machines, but it was still very much in public. The thrill of being caught added to the excitement, and she could feel her heart racing in her chest.
"Get on your knees, loser," Aventurine chuckled, his voice low and husky, as he ran his fingers through your hair, sending shivers down your spine.
You nodded, her eyes locked on his, as she dropped to her knees. The cold, hard floor beneath you was a stark contrast to the warmth of your skin, but you didn't care. You were here to make good on your word, and plus, it was all too ridiculous to take seriously.
Aventurine's eyes never left yours as he unzipped his pants, revealing his already-hard cock. "Go on, bunny," he whispered, his voice laced with desire.
You obliged, fingers wrapping around his shaft as you began to stroke him. You played with his tip, slapping it down on your tongue while looking at him as he played on the slots, flushing money down the drain as if it was worthless.
You kissed down his length, teasing him just a while longer before uour mouth enveloped his cock, taking him deep into your throat. Aventurine's eyes fluttered closed, a soft groan escaping his lips as you worked your magic.
"Fuck, you're so good at this," he whispered, his voice trembling with pleasure. "You're a dirty little whore, aren't you? Yeah…now keep going.”
You hummed in response, the vibration of your lips sending shivers down his spine. His hips began to buck, his cock pistoning in and out of your mouth as he chased his release, while trying to stay as neutral as possible as people constantly walked by.
The sound of clinking glasses and laughter from the nearby bar grew louder, but you didn't care. You were lost in their own little bubble of desire, where nothing else mattered.
As Aventurine's orgasm approached, he pulled out of your mouth, his chest heaving with excitement. "I'm going to come all over your face, mkay’ bunny?," he whispered, his eyes blazing with intensity.
You nodded, your heart racing with anticipation.
With a few swift strokes, Aventurine came, his load splashing across your face, dripping down your chin and onto your corset. Your closed her eyes, feeling a rush of arousal flow down into your cunt, wishing he’d just let you ride him where he sat; and he probably would if he was just a little drunk and had no problem with getting you two arrested.
As you opened her eyes, she saw Aventurine's gaze locked on your, his eyes burning with desire. "Shall we make another bet?"
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josiadorstuff · 7 months
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Watching a show. In this episode, a terrorist takes hostages in a standoff with the police because they’re a victim of transphobia and the poor foster care system, and they hate the transphobic government. Their demands are the immediate abdication of the monarch.
The negotiator, who is actually a distraction so a special forces operator can sneak in and take out the accomplices, and is also trans, convinces the terrorist to start a commune instead of overthrowing the government. But the government refuses to let them go and intends to trick them. The negotiator goes rogue and helps the terrorist escape, but the trans terrorist attempts suicide because of dysphoria.
In the end, the negotiator, now able to be who they always wanted to be, visits the former terrorist in the hospital and gives them a gender affirming gift.
Easily my favourite episode of Adventure Time so far.
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zombiegirldean · 13 days
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being a woman in Supernatural world is so fucking horrifying. don't wear white, you will get fridged. don't be blonde, you will get fridged. Jessica Moore was forcibly stenciled into Mary Winchester's shape to turn the narrative engine of righteous violence. she's the inciting incident for the entire epic and we know literally nothing about her. bc why would we need to. the wife is the sister is the daughter is the mother and they're all dead, and they're all used as instruments to give men an excuse to cry. you can love a man and take him into your home for a year but you'll still never get close enough to touch him bc he's keeping you in a pristine little box of unsullied domesticity. he's keeping you SAFE and CLEAN. he's making arrangements for you. and when the narrative machine beckons he will set you gently back down and return to his real and important work. don't be a virgin, virgins get fridged. don't be a hellbitch, here comes the fridge. do NOT put on that white nightgown, that is the uniform of the fridge, but it's too late, you're already bleeding out on the ceiling, maybe you always have been.
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spectralish · 5 months
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cant have anything in unit
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mostlyfate · 7 months
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I’m here to stick to you. Why won’t I stick? I need to stick to you. Why do I keep moving away from you? You are sticking to me. Hong-jo. No. I need to stick to you. You are sticking to me. I'll stick to you.
DESTINED WITH YOU 연애는 불가항력 2023, dir. nam ki hoon
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kingkatsuki · 2 months
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— a favour
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Deku has a favour to ask of Bakugou, and he hopes you’ll be happy to oblige.
This is pretty much for Kitten idk😂😭
Warnings: 18+.
Word Count: 0.8k.
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“You wanna what?” Bakugou sneers as he pushes his mask up onto his forehead, raising a brow. Completely positive that Deku hadn’t just asked him that question, there ain’t no fucking way—
“No, no, no, listen! I’ll pay you— and I just think it’ll be better with you both rather than a stranger.”
“And you think that’s a favour?” Bakugou grunts, “A favour is ‘Can you spot me?’ or ‘Can you give me a lift?’— not can I fuck your girlfriend?”
“No! I don’t want to fuck her—” A blatant lie, “I want to watch—”
“You want me to fuck my girlfriend—” Bakugou sounds on his tongue, as though that would make it make sense, “And you just wanna watch?”
“Um, well yeah.” The tips of Deku’s ears were burning crimson, tinted all the way across his cheeks as he felt his stomach knot.
After he was caught in a drunken fumble with an escort a few months ago, Midoriya had to be more careful about the company he kept. The story only failed to reach the local news outlets and social media thanks to his quick thinking HR team sending out a lengthy NDA, paired with a substantial payoff. Escorts, strangers online and Only Fans were now completely off limits. If the public found out about the Number One Heroes filthy little secret his entire image would be destroyed.
“So why not just go out and fuck a girl?” Bakugou snorts, “There’s gotta be thousands of women ready to get into the Number One’s pants.”
“It’s not just about that,” Deku flushes, trying to avoid Bakugou’s intense fiery gaze, “I like to watch—”
“So watch porn.” Bakugou scoffs, “I’m sure I’ve got plenty of fuckin’ videos on my phone that I can send ya— there’s one where I’ve got her in this posi—”
“No!” Midoriya cut him off, “I mean— I like when people are mean to me.”
Bakugou’s lips curled into a sinful grin at the realisation as he held his phone in his hands, staring down at his former school friend, “You like being degraded huh? You sick freak.”
Midoriya bit back a groan as he felt his pants tighten at the brash tone, his cock pulsing beneath the tough fabric as he shifted from foot to foot.
“And what makes you think she’d even agree to it, hah?” Bakugou knew you were more than comfortable trying out new kinks and experiences in the bedroom with him, just last week you’d filmed a raunchy CNC sex tape after your date plans had been ruined by a torrential downpour. And you were more than happy for him to share some of the moments he filmed with his best friends— But this was inviting another man, a friend, into your most intimate moments together. Nowhere near the same as sending a quick thirty second video of you bouncing on his cock to Kirishima.
“Can you at least ask her?” Midoriya mumbles, “Please?”
“Yeah, sure.” Bakugou itches his nose with the back of his hand, “I’ll tell her what a sick fuckin’ freak you are, Deku.”
Midoriya was certain he could’ve creamed his pants from the condescending lilt to Bakugou’s voice as he grabbed his towel out of his locker, his stomach lurching as he thought about whether this was what his friend was like when he was with you. Watching Bakugou disappear behind the shower stalls as Midoriya finally chanced palming his throbbing cock for a moments relief, wincing when he felt just how wet with pre his boxers were as they stuck to his skin uncomfortably, moulding to his cock as he groaned in satisfaction.
Did Bakugou talk to you like this too? So full of spite and degredation— Did the same thing get you off too? Or was his voice soft and full of praise as he plowed into your sloppy cunt.
“Oi,” Bakugou shouted across the locker room as Midoriya laced his red trainers. He definitely couldn’t shower here, not now. He had to make it home— looking up to see Bakugou standing there with a towel slung low on his hips, a smirk on his face as he held his phone in the air. And Midoriya noticed he was on video chat with you, wondering whether Bakugou was talking to you while he was in the shower— “She said she wants to play your nasty little game, Deku.”
And here Midoriya was, not even forty-eight hours later. Sitting at the foot of your bed while Bakugou split you apart on his cock—
“She didn’t believe me when I told her, you know.” Bakugou sneers, a warm palm cupping your jaw to direct your debauched face to his friends green gaze, “Couldn’t believe that precious little Deku would be such a sick little freak.”
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