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spurgie-cousin · 3 months

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Just saw the video and commentary you posted around the poverty cosplaying and I just want to add that there used to be a different place in Arkansas that did a similar thing, sorta. It was through a charity organization that shifted focus so they no longer run the program, but they used to have a "global village" where people would get assigned different regions of the world to live in by lottery with a couple key differences. First, they used actual names of actual countries and provided actual information about the country/culture. Secondly, it wasn't for mission training but instead was meant to be an educational tool to help middle school and high school students to consider how existing in different global and socio-economic circumstances change your decision making etc. and in depth discussion and educational activities were facilitated frequently. I went there as part of an overnight high school trip and while in retrospect the "poverty cosplaying" does give me the ick I still feel like that particular program was informative. Mostly I'm shook that two distinct programs like this exist in AR? I've literally never heard of the Harding one from the video until now and went on a Google deep dive to see if they were connected in some way, but not that I can tell. Anyway, no deep thoughts really, just thought it was super interesting/weird.

There is something in the water over there in Arkansas man lol. I can never learn just some normal fact about AR, it's always something weird.

I totally understand wanting to create more empathy for those who live in poverty, especially in teenagers who are in a really formative years of their lives. And it's one thing to replicate conditions in your immediate area which you are intimately familiar with, but I just can't get on board with play-acting poverty in different areas of the world. I just think about how I'd feel if some religious group in another country tried to replicate my life experience for shock value.

Even replicating the conditions semi-well can't replicate the actual stakes faced by the people they're cosplaying. You can't replicate the stress of a single mother working 2 jobs and supporting 3 kids in a one-room house, you can't replicate the stress of food insecurity and legitimately being worried about when your next meal will be, etc etc. And something about pretending to do them when you can just go back to normal life at any time just feels disrespectful in a way I can't really articulate.

Idk if people get something from it that's great and I do get the thinking behind the one you described at least, I'm mostly still ranting about the first camp lol. I don't have any doubt that some of the people running the camp you went to had good intentions (the other one though I'm really not sure based on the town names) I just have a lot of mixed experience in Christian missionary culture where poverty is treated voyeuristically which is just definitely the vibe I got from the first camp.

#idk my dad grew up really really poor and i live in an area with a lot of poverty and so maybe i'm just overly touchy about it #but so much of the “philanthropic” culture i experienced in Christianity was making an other out of poor people #it's hard for me to really articulate well i feel but it was just this disconnect like we are different. we are the saviors.#we're on a different level. when in reality i mean everyone is an arm's length away from being in a bad situation in the right circumstance #i think the fact that a lot of the missionary work we did too was just classic surface level stuff like putting a bandaid on a gaping wound #kind of stuff that never addresses the root issues of poverty left a bad taste in my mouth for the community too #my church in particular has had this fundraising event every year for 80 years for the same area in africa building infrastructure and its #like....it's been damn near a century. how has this goal not been accomplished yet like where is this money going too??#why have the missionaries in question seemed to make so little progress #idk ok im done lol i havent ranted in the tags in so long

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jefferythejelly · 1 month

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having opinions in this fandom but not saying any of them

#its too hard and takes too long to articulate what i wanna say #and i dont want to get into it with anyone really. so i will just sit here. stewing in mild frustration. its fine #part of it is also bc like. i do have points i think i could make #however i also know that at least some part of it is also just me being biased/overly sensitive and i dont want that to bleed thru #idk. ive said too much (has not said anything and is in fact just vagueing my own opinions in the tags)#also shoutout to this image i didnt have one for this post at first so i pulled up a big stickman reaction pic compilation post i had saved #and this one was so perfect like yes that is how i feel simmering in my feelings at my computer thank u #discourse #<- well not really this is all 100% vagueing but the vibes are bad u know #i am just making this post in the hopes that it frees my brain from said bad vibes by putting them out into the world #anyways does anyone want to walk into the sea with me

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hangingslothcentral · 1 year

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I just looked up reviews of Spirit Box Radio bc I'm putting together A Thing and you are all so NICE you're gonna make me cry, you absolutely lovely people

#bc i am alone for like 90% of the process of making the show i get real in my head about it sometimes #its so nice that people enjoy it and articulate that and put it out into the world #it's a v weird thing to pour your heart and soul into something and release it to the universe and then just hope people enjoy it #like you HOPE people will vibe with it #conceptually #but idk it's like even though i work real hard and i enjoy the process a lot there's still a not insignificant bit of me that assumes #nobody really likes it #you know?#lmao #me seeing people listen to the show like 'oh i suppose they're just doing this to be polite' aksdjgbfgknb #eira speaks

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palms-upturned · 2 years

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#meg talks #dude trying to write jean vicquemare is so hard 💀#i think mostly bc like. idek how to articulate my thoughts abt this guy #tbh i can’t say i Like jean since he’s. y’know. a cop #kinda like how harry is v interesting and i am invested in him as a person by virtue of inhabiting him #im sort of invested in jean as someone who’s important to harry #and as someone who’s an interesting individual in his own right #(never not thinking about ‘’there is nothing more in that beloved future of yours. we are all done there. done and gone.’’)#but im also like. man i dunno. i don’t think harry has any real future w the rcm #not a good one anyway #and i feel his friendship w jean is like…#well it’s on its last leg really isn’t it… if you don’t stay sober and u have no one to vouch for you #he leaves you to potentially die #i don’t know… sksbsbxjxj I understand how and why they ended up where they are now #but i don’t feel like there’s any real chance of them coming back from it u know #i get the appeal of the content of the task force friendship™️ stuff but i just can’t get behind it #like yeah they’re friends but they’re so… [gestures helplessly]#i can’t even articulate it!!! i just feel like them all being cops really destroys the potential for REAL friendship #i think even the miracle that brought kim and harry together will lose its luster if they don’t change #where was i even going w this idk anymore 😭#just lots of complicated feelings abt jean and harry’s friendship #i think he’s a v funny and interesting and complex character but also not a good guy #what does any of that mean in the end? i dunno im falling asleep

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vintagesewingmachine · 1 year

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its been over a year...think im finally gonna talk to my therapist openly about how awful the gender dysphoria really is...

#btw my therapist is non binary i just like. really struggle with talking about it #theyve asked some questions before but idk its just so hard to articulate #and i dont really talk about it with anyone honestly except the rare time its so bad im like having a breakdown over it #and im so desperate for anyone in my life to understand it yknow #um anyway #gang #w..#personal

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reiverreturns · 1 year

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oh, what i wouldn’t give to pry apart the joy of creating from relentless pressure of productivity. snap it clean off with my bare hands.

#the older i get the more i realise how much my general happiness is connected to making things #but i'm tired and life is busy and work is depressing #and i look at all of my projects in flight and its hard not to think of them as more of the same #this is a really silly way of articulating that i have writers block and its bugging the everloving shit out of me #reiverwrites #or doesn't as the case may be #idk when in doubt write some more assassin's creed pacific rim au i guess #fanfiction #writing

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tigergendermoved · 9 months

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Man tbh I'm at a weird crossroads with Pokémon. I love pokemon it is one of my most major special interests etc etc but I think I've become, like, a beta-genwunner. I don't really like the creature design direction starting ~gen 6 or so and SWSH/SCVI as games just really are alienating me from the series. Pokemon has so much potential to be one of the most fantastic open/semi-open world games of all time but they keep rushing the games and making stupid decisions (see: dexit) that do nothing but polarize the fanbase.

#i dont even really know how to articulate my feelings on gens 1-2 vs 3-5 vs 6-7 vs 8-9 (slash 6-9) tbh #every generation of pokemon is kind of distinct and while certain things in the game that have changed are grating to go without #like physical/special split and reduced hm presence and exp candies #i feel like pokemon has kind of lost its spark. especially starting in gen 8 #ppl shit on gen 6 for fair reasons but i think it was only the catalyst of some of modern pokemon problems #like lazy and soulless animations for the pokemon and birds being forced to fly 3 feet above the ground for nearly 10 years #as well as generally dumbing down the difficulty #pokemon was never hard but gens 6 8 and 9 are esp easy. the children of today aint gonna have to hustle against geeta #gen 7 got hard sometimes tho credit to alola for having scary ass bosses #really a lot of my complaints are just kind of nitpicks #like i dont like modern pokemon designs bc i think they're too overcomplicated and cartoony in proportion #many of my favorite pokemon are relatively simple in design so i am biased #idk. i dont like chewtle's neck or fennekin's bug eyes or baxcalibur's anything #maybe i just need to sit down and really try to appreciate scarlet. its left a sour taste in my mouth #and i think it is fueling my nostalgia driven tendencies. because of how much i cannot get into it.

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bugmin · 1 year

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girl problem of the day is that i know better and i know ill get hurt again but i also know its ending and soon its going to be the last time because nothing that lives that way lives for long so how do i not still hope itll happen the right way this time even though it cant change the fact it was wrong and cruel for all that time and the sea changes colors but the sea does not change and sometimes im still 9 years old and who was it that said hope is an incurable bleed and yes this is about my father

#thinking........#txt #having an addict father who also did hard time in federal prison did serious psychological damage on me (n my siblings)#i dont actually talk abt it like ever because its such a painful thing to even think abt but ffffufufufufhccjhkhdjfkjhkkdfjh #my life is in a really weird transition period rn and my dad is irritatingly present thru it all #despite being completely absent in every aspect of my life #when mindhunters said all fathers are absent in some way #me when i dont know how to articulate what im feeling: someone said this thing btw. if u even care #i need to shower n eat smth sweet n tasty idk . i shouldnt have texted my dad #like whats wrong w me fr. why do i get back on the fucking hamster wheel every time

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floorpancakes · 1 year

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abt 🤨 > i support gay ppl causing drama to get what they want sometimes and I think there are pure ways to do that, or it doesn't have to be pure because what is truly pure to begin with, but also it doesn't necessarily mean it's bad cause writers often selectively choose what good selfishness and bad selfishness is

it's usually easy to recognise but smth feels kinda... arbitrary? like, well, X did the big sacrifice so Y must be wrong for trying to get in the way of that for the sake of another and or their romantic feelings

it's also kinda like....idk as someone who's gotten way more into the 'let ppl b happy' thing but also loves a bunch of tragic series it feels distinctly optional I guess??? like , you can have it one way or the other and neither way is necessarily wrong? idk where I'm going w this I'm just kinda rambling

#plus writing au fic ideas really got me thinkjng about it more #and im the type of person to compare and contrast lots of the shows im into #i guess its cause irl itd be a bit more complicated but in fiction the concept of the greater good and sacrifice is so ....complicated #but also like #madoka less so altho definitely in the first half of rebellion but #in holic theres a MASSIVE RUNNING THEME about self sacrifice as equivocated to a sort of hero's self harm #its a lot more muddy and selfishness is painted as more ambiguous if its used to save and help others and your own mental and physical #but yeah its really got something interesting to say on that and thats why i love it so much honestly #but it does feel kinda funny that for all the characters arcs they draw the line at their growth and learning in one moment of trauma #like it WORKS but it DOESNT #it works in the sense that everyones brains go haywire in a case of trauma #but it doesnt work in terms of really hammering that meaning of the story in some senses #i guess partly its HOW they tell that ending that makes it feel a bit more hurtful #the tragedy gives way to a sort of status quo #idk its probably an achievement that theyre so like polarising about it but #it doesnt feel entirely polarised on purpose #and the egg ended up feeling kinda like a stab in the gut but not a perfectly executed one?#idk its hard to articulate even tho i LOVE articulating and talking about stuff over and over #but yeah i guess what im saying is it feels a lil bit weird that they mandatory assign shizuka as having some messy shit to get rid of when #at this point it doesjt matter how messy it is or if it even if its pretty damn legitimate #let him at least take a stab at fate yaknow

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e-6000 · 1 year

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#littletalks.txt #went out with a guy (casual friend) a few weeks back and I wasn't sure about it at the time bc #I like him but he's like Velcro #which is fine except that I am very much not #and so like the date itself went pretty well but I was a bit overwhelmed by *things* and then he had finals and I've just been #having my ass kicked by the big sad‚ so we hadn't really been able to see each other much since #we play magic the gathering with a group on Thursdays and Sundays which is how we met (and then there was a whole thing with a-#Halloween party which really was more of an inciting incident but I'd been catching feelings lowkey for a minute but I digress)#but he hadn't been at magic too much recently bc‚ again‚ finals. but they're finally over for him so he was there yesterday and I wasn't #[I was there‚ idk why the tag ended like that probably lost my train of thought]#and we sort of ironed things out. he's a good egg I think #very attentive‚ he notices things. I have a hard time verbally articulating things at the best of times and he picked up on it and we #conversed over notes app for a minute trying to clear things up #biggest issue is physical touch #touch is like his big love language‚ he just loves to cuddle‚ which is great except that I am easily overwhelmed esp in social situations #my main love language tends to be quality time which is where the confusion I think came in #bc for him touch is for its own sake whereas for me it's an extension of being present with a person‚ a physical sort of ''I'm here!''#but we were in a loud situation and I was very overwhelmed and couldn't figure out how to word it well so after trying for a minute (badly)#I ended up just going ''you know cats?'' which to his everlasting credit he understood almost immediately #all of this is to say that I think this might work out?#idk I just have to get this off my chest and the trusty old blog is like my stupid little diary lol

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horrorsequel · 2 years

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Um I haven't finished playing sdr2 even tho I did watch a play through of it a long time ago but I'm also not sure I ever finished that wither? I might have left off on that in a really similar place (during the last investigation)?? I know who did it cos of spoilers but I don't know any details about it and since I put the game down in the middle of the investigation and accidentally didn't return to it for a while I have ... no fucking clue how to finish the investigation.

Also I literally don't know ANYTHING about drv3 like. I think I've seen a few trial spoilers for WHO are murderers but I also don't know who they kill or what context and I also like don't even know any of the character's names except like Gonta... like I literally don't know who those people even are. I'm sure I'll get to it eventually. Maybe.

Anyway I'm kind of in the mood to watch all the THH FTEs and maybe the sdr2 ones but also. Sleepy.

#anyway i was thinking like how deeply i think about other characters and frsnchises i get really into despite the fact that #the charCters may technically be more shallow like. just not as fleshed out. wwhich a lot of dr characters arent WELL fleshed out #AND a lot of them have references to other IPs and stuff that just go completely over my head and therefore cant inform my opinion of #who they are But Like. i have a hard time articulating my rhoughts on these characters spesifically #idk. seems weird that i put so much more thought into like archie comics and am cinfident with a lot of ir #i think with dr its the combo of like. Cringe making me too ashamed to think about it too deeply and #the fandom being huge and very vocal and me not wanting to like. seem stupid or have ppl argue wirh me about stuff #especially since at the end of the day i dont think thats worth fighting over #even if i think ppl can get characters wrong to the point where it seems like theyre intentionally misreading the text #idk why im talking at length about this right now. makes me wanna die tbh #cos i know that even people i like a lot see me mention dr and want me to shut the fuck up!!!#but yanno its my blog so. whatever. whatever forever.#danganronpa for blacklist ur welcome

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grossditz · 6 months

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hii idk if it’s weird but can you write like gyuvin as a stalker and he forces you to do it with him…!! ahh idkkk

pairings｜kim gyuvin x f!reader

wc｜1.9k

warnings ｜ dom!gyuvin，sub!reader，stalker gyuvin，delusional gyuvin，noncon，dubcon，kissing，choking，gyuvin is really manipulative，groping，crying，nipple play，breeding，gyuv calls you dolly + baby，unprotected sex，dumbification，reader kinda goes braindead

an｜not weird at all love ☁️☁️☁️ i'm so sorry this took me so long but i hope you enjoy and visit back soon !!!

it was too hard to swallow the lump in your throat. heart hammering against your chest while you pressed your ear to your apartment door, suddenly angry you forgot to talk to the landlord about providing peepholes.

this was so childish. you were too old to be scared of little creaks of doors, but you were and you couldn't shake it. something— someone has been watching you for weeks now.

paranoia had become your best friend. checking if doors were locked every ten minutes, counting the amount of steps it takes to get from your office to the comfort of your home, avoiding standing near any windows, afraid if you were too close, too aware, that someone would be standing there. your life hasn't been in ease for weeks. finally hearing the quiet knock on your front door at two am reassured you more than it should've. you weren't crazy. you knew this whole time. but now that whoever it is has the advantage to get to you surely made that reassurance turn to fear. mumbling, "what am i gonna do...?" pacing around the area, as if he can't hear you.

"come on dolly. let me in."

gyuvin could make out any of your sudden movements. quivering voice breaking into long heaves of breaths the longer he jiggled around your door knob. he could already imagine the frown on your face, pretty cheeks wet and hot. finally, after weeks he could have you. "I can tell you’re inside, you forgot to turn the lights off baby.”

the sound of one of your quiet sobs from the other side of the door made his heart hurt. broke it down into pieces the longer the sobbing went on. why were you crying ? why were you so afraid ? It was only him, the man you’ve been seeing for almost a year.

"please leave me alone." your whole body is shaking, trembling hands forcing the door shut. not knowing who exactly was outside made your face darken. you were beyond scared.

"don't wanna hurt you," he tilted his head, though you couldn't see him. his whole demeanor, as if hes not harassing a stranger right now, was filled with too much calmness. “please let me in pretty.”

your eyes were teary and full. there weren't any words in your mouth, finding it extremely hard to think of anything but whats going to happen. and as your sobs went more silent, so did he. and for a while there was a deep silence where you could only hear him breathing behind the door. as quietly as possible, you reached for the house phone, and slowly started moving your shaky fingers tapping the numbers, heart out of your chest. this was eerie. he was too silent.

"no one will come. who would listen to you the way you've been acting recently?" you froze, your finger hovering the last number. "its past two. theres no one but us.”

the sobs escaping your lips in a broken rhythm again made him feel like the walls were caving in. he hated how in pain you sounded. pressing his forehead to the door, he whispered in a honey-coated voice, closing his eyes. "listen to me baby. put the phone down and open the door. i told you, i won't hurt you."

his words were too easy to get addicted to. so well spoken and articulate, slipping into your brain like a virus. slowly you put down the phone, rising to your feet. "If I let you in, you promise you’ll take what you want and leave?" your little voice inquired with such insecurity, making his lips stretch into a small smile. "I promise.”

you were too stupid to believe a stranger. unlocking the door and stumbling back onto the couch. soon, like a wounded puppy, you started appearing in gyuvin's view. pretty and angelic despite the way your lips burned red for how hard you'd been chewing.

"why so scared?" he made a step to approach you, chest now bumping into yours, forcing you deeper into the couch cushions. your eyes watered again, refusing to lift your head and look at him directly. "please... take anything.."

gyuvin smiled, a breathy laugh passing his lips. he caressed your cheek, cold fingers making you shiver more in his hold. his other hand slowly worked its way beside your head, trapping you. "didn't answer my question baby." you physically couldn't speak. voice knocked out from his overwhelming presence.

gripping your face and pulling you closer to him, gyuvin muttered, “why are you scared?” his words were punctuated, eyes serious and dark staring into yours. “i'm s–s–scared...” you responded. your mind was going numb looking at him, his cologne filling your senses making you hazy.

the same hand that held onto your chin trailed down your neck, meticulous and slow while gyuvin watched you, doe eyes staring into his, almost making him feel bad about what he wants to do to you. sighing deeply his hand attached to your throat, grip strong enough to make your eyes flutter. you couldn't stop the whimper from escaping your lips as he tilted his head, pressing the tip of his nose against your cheekbone.

“don't be. m' gonna take good care of you.” he whispered before pressing a kiss to your cheek. "i promised."

your body was so weak against his and the kisses he pressed up your jaw had your knees buckling, on the verge of begging him to do anything but touch you. his free hand wandered down to your waist, fingers slipping to grope your breast. "i'd never hurt a pretty girl like you."

nothing in your brain could comprehend the feelings that were forming inside of you when gyuvin ripped the front of your top, pulling it off in one movement. "baby... you don't seem so excited? don't you want this?" his voice was sickenly sweet yet his face visibly hardened when you scrunched up, eyes drifting to the ceiling. gyuvin didn't say or do anything. firm hands still holding you against him while silence filled the air again. then he was leaning in to kiss you. soft, slow and addicting. he kissed you until your lipgloss was rubbing off and latched onto his skin instead.

"pretty thing..." his words trailed, eyes looming over your body, "be good will you."

he was kissing you again. harsher, making you feel limp and unable to do anything but accept the fate you brought to yourself. he grunts against your mouth, hands traveling to your sides and pressing you further to him. you were so perfect, all he's ever dreamed of. all he wanted to do was pull shaky moans from you, mold you into his forever.

the next few minutes were intoxicating. gyuvin's grip suffocating you, his hands everywhere. and the next thing you know, his pants are hanging over your couch leg and hes tearing your panties, welcoming your bare skin onto his clothed one, marking you with his scent.

"all mine. no one can ever have you. my pretty doll, wanna ruin your precious face."

you whimpered on his lips, because he was flipping you over, now perched on his lap while his hands gripped your sides and started moving your naked cunt against the bulge in his boxers, your poor clit throbbing from the friction and dampening his underwear. "c'mon make a mess on me."

"i–i– no! st–op!” you clung to his shoulders, trying to gain more friction by rubbing your clit against him despite begging him to let you go. gyuvin swallowed a deep breath, a bruising hold on your skin as he leaned in to kiss you again.

"been waiting for this haven't you pretty? soaking right through me. you wanted this."

"gonna cum! please!" you screamed when his hands reached for your breasts to play with your nipples, lips wrapping around the bud. your back was arching, hands smashing down on his shoulder the closer you got to release. gyuvin thought your body was the prettiest thing he never deserved seeing, a sacred treasure. "cum on me. let me hear all the pretty sounds you can make baby.”

coming undone above him hit you heavy. throwing your head back, eyes rolling so far you could see the whites. so perfect you were. “please....” your voice meak and brittle as you came down from your orgasm. gyuvin placed a kiss on your left breast, right above your heart. "shh."

his entire being was consuming you. willingly subjecting yourself to him as prey, buttering yourself up for him with a single kiss. you convinced yourself you didn't want this, pawing at his chest, asking him to give you more while your eyes stayed zipped closed. he wasn't the one you wanted. you never wanted this. but still when he aligned his tip with your dripping entrance, you couldn't help the way your head fell victim, drooping onto his shoulder.

"fuck dolly," he cursed at the feeling of your tight walls squeezing him, forcing him inside. “pussy's been waiting for me? so tight and ready baby."

your insides swallowed him, as easily as you swallowed his useless promise. and with every thrust in you, the waves of repetition started dissolving you, crumbling you down. your hands were holding him as if you were not his anchor first, saving him from the darkness looping him in.

watching your bouncing breasts whilst you rode his cock, gyuvin didn't want to miss anything. afraid you'd disappear if he looks away once.

It was all too much, overwhelming all your senses and making your skin feel sticky.

too drunk in the feeling of your second orgasm coming right away, you only whimpered, hips stuttering above him. his hand flew to your neck, squeezing it like before. "you know you have to ask baby.“ you whine, starting to feel too lost, "use your words." the heat building up in your core began exploding with his hand choking you, the feeling in your gut controlling you like a puppet master.

"inside! please! cum inside!!"

"fuck baby i'll give you everything." he thrusted his heavy hard cock inside you, making you reach your high. “gonna fucking break you."

you were letting him use you like a ragdoll until he was gushing and pumping his thick cum into your womb. you felt so dumb, eyes already drifting closed on his shoulder.

gyuvin brought your head back up, looking you in your pretty droopy eyes. all fucked out just for him. intoxicated. "baby belongs to me right? gonna let me keep you all to myself? you promise?"

you nodded dumbly, drool seeping past your mouth and into his arm making a silly smile spread your newly captors face. pressing your bare chest to his, groaning at the feeling of your perky nipples against his torso.

"my good little girl. all mine.”

his words were soaked in underlying intentions. and you knew but you couldn't stop the way you were pressing deeper into his skin, merging all you had into him.

#gyuvin ୨୧ #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 hard hours #zerobaseone hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #boys planet smut #kim gyuvin smut #gyuvin smut

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gangplanksorenji · 9 months

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Incandescence

Pairing: Kep1er Youngeun x Male Reader

Word Count: 2674

A/N: Hi Orenjideul! Just a quick fic just to get myself into writing once again and this girl made me down bad in a quick amount of time idk why but here it is! Hope you like this quick one... <3

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Multiple screams resonate around the area and the flickering of lights amongst the so-called pandemonium of people is irritating to lay your eyes upon, even so, blinding to see.

But it doesn't matter. It's even better right now.

Sure, you want to scream your lungs out with a full-on support of the crowd of people as they perform but you wouldn't miss this chance. Not when a short, black-haired girl invited you as a repercussion from you being a nuisance hours ago before they even started performing (being annoying, in a teasing way, of course).

There's nothing more blinding than her beauty. Nothing more.

“Oh god, Oppa.”, she silently whimpers, a nigh-inaudible cry from your princess is a way to start everything she wants. Of course, she wants this—no, need this.

“Sh-shit, more please!”

Swearing isn't in her vocabulary, yet it's hypocritical in times like this as she can't help but feel good—it's just another unfinished, near-infinite melody of sounds and moans that's just music to your ears.

Another wants that she'll die to beg for, and you won't let those wants go unattended, so you immediately take action. Latch your lips onto her sharp collarbone, she squirms in delight—she missed this, and so did you. You tend not to mark her, even though at times, you can't help but unleash the devil inside you as you want everybody to know who she belongs to.

“This needy, huh? I understand Youngeun—I really need you too.”

Well, that was quick.

You don't care about the tough demeanor anymore. You want her—no, need her. As much as you want the sternness inside you to intimidate and maybe even possibly scare her, your softness explodes around her as she herself is a ball of sunshine.

Yet what she wants is what she'll get. After averting your lips towards her neck and collarbones, you caught her lips again and locked in a tangled kiss. The way she kisses you is so sensational and slow that it's almost perfect—and it's like you can't find another great kisser like her.

“I k-know you kiss me so good, Oppa, but I want t-the real thing now…”

She could have never been more straightforward than this. You yourself, you can't help but get onto the climax immediately.

You lean onto the plain, white-colored wall as you let yourself be relaxed and prepare for what's about to happen.

A mischievous smile emanates on your face as she gets down on her knees slowly, her knees probably shuddering because of the cold marble floor but she doesn't care—she wants you, now.

“Gonna do the thing you're best at?”

“With pleasure, Oppa.”

Her ravenous mouth waters as she hurriedly undresses the clothing blocking her treasured prize. With only just your last bit of defense left, she smirked in victory as carefully yanked down your boxers, your painfully erect length now free from its frustrating restraints and even, almost hitting her in the face.

“So hard for me, Oppa. Did your little kitten turn you on this much?”

“Fuck!”

Just before she finishes her sentence, you squirm in pleasure. It's just from her little pressure exerted by her small, dainty hands, what more she can do when she's balls deep inside your mouth—

Your imagination flew over its limits once Youngeun had her hands on work. She strokes half of your length with a pace that's leisurely slow as she teases your slit playfully, the colorless liquid leaking out of it being the cherry on top.

“I missed this, Oppa—I really do. I can't wait to see what you have in store for me, again…”

She giggles in excitement as you're deemed powerless from her advances, taking control of your needy, throbbing shaft. You can't think of anything more, or even articulate such words that can further turn her on but it doesn't matter—Youngeun doing everything to please you that you've been deprived off for months is nothing more you can ask for.

“May I, daddy?”

There she is. That's the word you're been wanting to hear to escape from her dirty mouth—it'll be soon like it, literally.

This isn't something new. Dayeon could deliver peak-subbiness better than Youngeun—but it doesn't matter; don't think about Dayeon, avert your attention to this adorable princess.

Giving her the green light, she wasted no time giving you the experience that falters you. You became weak and powerless once Youngeun's mouth came introduced, accommodating the foreign object with all of her might.

The first few inches were immaculate, too pleasurable to withstand but you will as you wanted to give her what she needs. She lazily bobs her head, up and down, the same motion that's been repeated for at least a dozen of times. She's still struggling, even with only half of your length inside her tight throat, she can't help but gag—the sound so sinful that it arouses you further—and drool all over it.

It might seem like she's not doing a good job in her mind, but for you, she's doing great. You reassure her, stroking her black-colored locks, starting for the scalp and all the way down your arms reach. She didn't increase the pace as you know she can't take more than half of your length in a sudden, yet she wants to prove something—make you proud, that's what she wants.

“Don't need to rush anything—god…”

Your words deaf to her ears as she moved her mouth deeper—deeper into the valley of lust and need—as takes you all in. You were surprised at first but you didn't mind as the seconds passed. Her tight cavern constricts around your throbbing length which adds further stimulation that you absolutely love.

“Fu–ughh—ahh!”

The further gagging and coughing ejects the foreign object inside her mouth, coughing right after. She can't take it all, you know this, yet, who are you to control what she wants? You're willing to give everything to her at this very moment yet she ran over her limits—you reassure her that it's alright, she then smiles in satisfaction but doesn't distract herself onto other things and averted her focus towards where she's best at.

She takes you in, again, the wholeness of your throbbing length. Albeit her sudden inexperience on this field, choking on your cock is definitely what she wants. The accumulated drool, the tears of unbridled lust running down her cheeks and probably, the inevitable wetness of her crotch are the cherries on top, in which you dearly adore.

She's choking but she doesn't care. The marks of her lipstick smudge around the base of your shaft and still, she doesn't care. She doesn't mind how dirty she can be. All she cares about is the delicious meal that she's having fun of and, to serve you pleasure.

“Hey baby—fuck—aren't you gonna perform again? You're making a m-mess on yourself—s-shit…”

“No—that's why I'm giving you everything you want, daddy.”

She kisses your tip after withdrawing to let herself regain oxygen—even with her nostrils open, all she can even smell is the musky scent of your shaft and her strawberry lipstick.

She's bold and brave. You're proud of her because of it yet you can't help but feel anxious. You're afraid that the sinful sounds and moans inside this puny room may not be able to contain it all as everything is getting louder and louder, a tone that is music to your very ears. You didn't care anymore—and it's like someone is going to check you up to the very end of the dressing room and you're glad that it's just the two of you here.

“Fuck, such a good girl for me, huh?”

More slurps and bobs is all it takes for you to feel that familiar tingle in your loins, signaling your very near release. As much as you wanted to explode down her tight cavern of her mouth, you won't wanna waste such a load on her—you need to feel something so bad that you can't help yourself to think about it.

“Stop, baby.”

“Daddy, is a-anything wrong?”

Her eyes are glistening with lust and curiosity. She's confused about your command as she knows you wanted her to suck you off until you explode but she anticipates. What a nice girl for her daddy. She really is.

“Nothing, honestly. I just want to fuck you so bad right now.”

And yes, with her outfit? Oh, you could only do one thing and you'll waste no time doing that.

She always looked spectacular and breathtaking. The way her flawless features compliments her outfit feels like she came straight from a movie—she looks surreal. Her hair, her body, her face—just her.

“Daddy, please—”

“Please what, baby?”

“Hngg—ahh! Too much, daddy!”

Stimulating her too much is her kryptonite, but you didn't care, because you know that's what she wanted at the first place—it also explains how she's insanely wet as her cunt drips like a leaking faucet, staining the marble floor down below.

“Baby, you gotta let daddy know what do you want baby—”

“Please j-just put it in me, daddy…”

The indulgence of the dance of your fingers down her soppily wet cunt takes her into further submission—even though she was already like that from the start—and you loved every second of it. Her constant, desperate pleas of getting filled, her inevitable cries and her love towards you—yes, it was truly everything you'll ask for.

And maybe even no more. The subsequent pleas of submission were further answered: your cock filling her up to the hilt, just like what she wanted.

This wasn't new, maybe, at least. You'll feel and fill her up whenever she wanted to yet it feels so awkward—

You don't care.

“All I want is you, baby.”

And there your hips goes, stabilizing a rhythm that the both of you were satisfied with—a profound pleasure everlasting between the clashing of both your bodies. You even pulled her hair (not enough to hurt her) to even get a better grip on fucking her as it helped by a lot. The pace was moderate, as you wanted to just let her know how much you love her and it's evident: her soothing, lust-filled moans that reverberated around your ear is enough evidence.

Further getting a better grip of her, you held her waist with both hands as with all of her might, she lets herself just be inches away from you. She takes hold of both of your shoulders to support herself, you then, aiding her as your thrusts become slower, but still filling her up to the hilt.

“Daddy, I l-love you—s-so much—ahh! So m-much, daddy…”

“I love you too baby, more than anything in this world.”

You mark your words, truly. You meant those with all your heart and soul, and you'll always let her know that—

“Then prove it, d-daddy.”

“Prove what, baby?”

You pull out of her tight cavern as you can see Youngeun's eyes roll, knowing how dumb you're playing the game. She knows you're playing with her, but she still anticipates the climax.

“Prove it by pounding me hard against this mirror, daddy.”

She's unanticipatedly daring and you couldn't believe your ears picked up. It almost feels like it didn't come out of her mouth—well, it definitely did and her own animalistic urges were to blame.

You won't waste any time. You set more gasoline to the flames of lust as both your bodies clashed together again, also, the sudden penetration making her yelp, her mouth agape on how big you are inside her.

“More please, daddy!”

She begs, you fulfill. A simple formula you won't forget and you'll never will. Resuming your frantic thrusting, you feel heavenly as too much serotonin coursed down your veins. Every gyration of your hips hits a successive moan from her, following yours—both of your cries sound rhythmically arranged, drowned within the symphony of moans you always (and her) love hearing.

With more deeper thrusts earns an inevitably seductive moan, which turns you even more—and it's also a hot scene: her hands holding its dearest life onto the metal railings and the hot scene of her being railed against the mirror is just too fucling much. Yet, you don't care. As much as you want to strip her clothing one by one, she looks almost perfect with it. It's way too hot if you'll fulfill your desire with her in that outfit.

Maybe it's just the fact that you have a kink of a cute girl in a skirt…

“Daddy, daddy, d-daddy! Ahh—fuck! Too good—too good!”

Her chants power your hips to bring an onslaught of thrusts that's unmatched than the first one. You're fucking her so hard without a care that you're afraid that this tiny room may conceal the chamber of lustful moans trapped inside within the small area on the corner and the railings giving up on dear life on how much Youngeun's been gripping them ever since you've fucked her cunt mercilessly.

You never stop and probably you never will. You won't stop until you've filled her needy cunt full of your thick seed yet some needs must come first.

“Daddy, I'm going to fucking cum! All over you!”

With the given signal, you resume with more hammering thrusts as her cunt leaks too much of her nectar, as you feel her closing her high. You help her as she screams her lungs out, her reservoir breaking loose as she creams all over your throbbing length. Her orgasm became so powerful that she almost fell unconscious so you became worried and thankfully, she wanted you to ram her again without giving a care, wanting you to cum inside her yet with a reflection, you have other things in mind.

“Get down on your knees for me.”

“W-what? I need you to cum inside me, da—”

“This will be the last time I'm repeating myself, baby. Get on your knees.”

Youngeun is frustrated once your cock left her incredibly tight cunt as she does what she's been told. She instantly knew what you'd do, so, as the good girl as she is, she stuck out her tongue, her legs still quivering from her recently strong orgasm as she anticipated your load. Anticipating a load for a lifetime that she'll forever cherish.

“Cum all over my pretty face, daddy. I know you wanted to from the start. Paint every inch of me white with your seed! Please dadd—”

You erupt.

The tremors broke the dam inside you, resulting in a magnitude of thick spurts of you semen spraying all over her beautiful, ruined visage. She wanted no cum getting wasted so she held your length and stroked it furiously, and of course, she aimed it right to her face for better accuracy. She tried to catch anything she could get with her tongue but was deemed not successful because of the volume of your load.

“God, daddy—you came so much. It's so warm on my face—mwah”

A few kisses and slurps to clean you up is the finale of the show as it sends shivers down your spine, the post-sensitivity finally getting in after an earth-shaking orgasm.

“So fucking delicious too, daddy. Thank y-you for this—you're the best daddy.”

You smiled as she got up slowly, her legs wobbly and weak from all of the pounding she took earlier. Everything felt amazing yet once you've regained awareness, you curse on how dirty the both of you were so you panicked, but Youngeun calmed you down and handed some tissues as she invited you to the bathroom to “clean up”.

“My legs feel like shit, Oppa—oh no…”

“I'm sure they'll understand.”

Youngeun giggles as you reassure her, she then feels calm and collected from your actions which she finds sweet and thoughtful.

“Yujin-unnie and Xiaoting-unnie will, because, y'know…”

“Hey! We don't talk about that here, okay?”

“Okay, Oppa… Help me get cleaned? To the bathroom?”

“Sure, I don't see why not, baby.”

We'll you'll definitely see what's not and what's something once the lights emanates around you—

#kep1er #youngeun #kep1er smut #youngeun smut #youngeun x male reader

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geodaio · 8 months

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first post and its moon knight stim hcs??? first post and its moon knight stim hcs.

ive literally been spinning these in my head for wayyyy too long, theyre half based on the show and half straight up just my hcs which are based on some of my own stims and i needed to share them SO:

Steven

it is literally canon that steven fiddles with his hands and sleeves, doing things like wringing his hands back and forth and just generally having a lot of little hands stims (i literally have reblogged gifs of his hand stims before)

i think he also fiddles with and runs his hands over different things, like different fabrics, to feel the texture of it (which is partially canon due to the scene in the Duat where hes running his hand over the pile of towels)

he also rubs the bottom of his sleeves and his shirts in-between his fingers to feel it! idk i just think hes a very texture stim sort of guy i think he loves feeling textures

pressure stims!!!!! he literally has this recurring motion that he does in the show where he holds his hands to his chest and i think he likes pressing down in a sort of half-hug motion to himself! i also think he sort of rubs over his heart when he does this sometimes

FIDGET TOY KING!!!! LITERALLY CANON!!!!! I think he has just more than the rubiks cube, i feel like he has other sorts of stim puzzles, maybe a fidget cube, things like that (i also think he would get really attached to those articulated stim toys that look like animals)

he would probably also make a lot of stim toys out of different objects, if you give him pretty much any object he will find a way to stim with it somehow

i feel like he definitely rocks back and forth, but it isn't very intense a lot of the time? it is more of a gentle sway, but he does it very often, especially when hes just standing still waiting for something

absolutely 100% a hand flapper, specifically up and down because he doesn't like the way that his fingers hit each other when he flaps his hands left to right

Jake

SOUND STIMS SOUND STIMS i think jake is such a sound stims guy

hes definitely big on whistling and humming, and makes a lot of little clicking and popping sounds with his mouth

he clicks his fingers a lot as well and moves his hand around while he does it so that the sound hits his ears in different ways (like a bat yknow? echolocation and all that)

loves to crack his knuckles for the sound and the feel, but has to shake his hands out a bit afterwards usually because they feel weird sometimes

he definitely has a stim where he taps the backs of his one hand with his other hand when hes wearing his gloves, because he loves the sound that his gloves make tapping against each other

he used to have a stim where he would drag his toe across the ground in shoes to make his leg bounce but then he would have to buy new shoes cause the toes would wear out so he does it less now

instead he rubs his shoes, specifically the toes, back and forth on the ground, specifically if hes sitting down and happens to have both of his feet on the floor

CHEWS ON FUCKING EVERYTHING if it can be chewed on, even if it shouldnt be chewed on, i guarentee he is chewing on it. i mean pencils i mean pencaps i mean zipper pulls i mean Anything-

he usually tries to have something edible to chew on at all times with him, usually some sort of hard candy, and he also has a chewing necklace that he wears a lot at the flat, and sometimes under his jacket if he feels like he'll need it when hes out and about

Marc

i feel like marc has a lot more subtle stims (hello masking!), unless hes around people he trusts

he definitely has a chewing stim, but specifically softer things like fabric and soft chewing necklaces

he bites on the edges of his sleeves when he is at the flat, specifically when he is thinking, or blankets and pillows if hes overwhelmed

if he not at the flat he usually just grinds his teeth if he has the need to chew on something, he constantly has jaw aches because of it

he rubs his hands and his knuckles over his thighs a lot and taps his fingers on his legs

i definitely think he clenches his fists over and over again before stretching his hands out like he wants to flap his hands but is too tense, especially in public

when he starts to unmask more he definitely does a lot of hand flapping mixed in with gesturing as he talks

he also cracks his knuckles and his wrists out repeatedly both for the sound and the feeling of it, he does it a lot when hes out of the flat

he also has a stim where he rolls his shoulders back and stretches out his neck? he isn't quite sure if it really is a stim but he does it for the same reasons that he does all of his other stims so it counts

i also think he rocks up onto the balls of his feet a lot and back down, mixed with a bit of rocking? this feels like one that he only really does when hes comfortable with who hes with

JUMPING!!!!!! THIS IS LITERALLY CANON!!!! he jumps up and down and tucks his legs up when he does to get more height and i think that he does it when hes really excited about something

#moon knight #marc spector #jake lockley #steven grant #moon knight system #autistic marc spector #autistic steven grant #autistic jake lockley #autistic moon knight system #moon knight hcs #this literally took me multiple months to complete and post because i kept changing things and thinking of new things LMAOOOOO #and i kept getting stuck on marc for some reason???#because i genuinely. cannot remember what it was like to mask despite only starting to unmask recently #but anyways are a lot of these projection? yes.#yes they are.#theo’s ramblings

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pastadoughie · 4 months

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Read over what was going on with anon asks and your posts, and tbh, if you are 16 and you are reaching this kind of critical thinking and actively trying to better yourself through meaningful debates and convos, you are doing god's fucking work from early. I couldn't even begin to form the kind of arguments you are articulating at your age in your posts, so fucking kudos.

I have a similar opinion of sexism being bad no matter the form it takes, patriarchy affects everyone because it imposes roles on everyone, not only women. Breaking those roles on all sides and genders should be the ultimate goal, not try to benefit from the system to become the oppressor.

In any case dude, good luck with the unavoidable influx of people who will misinterpret your posts. Also, your art is hella cool!

i think that alot of ppl just have a rlly hard time like, getting over the gut response to defend themselves when they recieve some kind of serious critisism, like, i think ppl understand on some level that sexism as a concept is stupid, but it can be hard to fully see all the nuances it takes and like, actually recognize it when its subtler

sexism is bad and when i point out that alot of you guys believe ideas that are like, really sexist then thats like, im assuming none of you are like "YEAA SEXISM RUELZZZ!!!! I HATE PEOPLE BASED ON THIER GENDOR" and u rlly rlly dont wanna be lumped into that group

its rlly normal to not wanna be mischaracterized and if you dont self identify as sexist then when someone points out sexist retoric it feels like an unfair and reductive veiw of u

and its like, you really really really need to work past that, im talking abt this stuff because i want ppl to change and be better and if you want that for yourself u have to like rlly chew on these kinds of things

i think what alot of people have issues with is like, relatability in artwork, like "of course im gonna like art with queer women in it more and find it more valueble if im a queer woman" but i think that this points to a really rigid and uphelpful veiw of gender

ive discussed before that, because the mind numbing ammount of biological differences people have theres no actual objective definition of sex or gender, its socially constructed and entirely arbitrary and subjective

i think that labels for sexuality and gender are useful shorthand in our current society though ideally we wouldnt need them, but you need to remember that these things arent rigid

butch lesbian is not a definable group, gay man is not a definable group, they are arbitrary words that mean something different for literally every different person

likewise acting like those meaningless labels somehow make some artwork more or less valueble just points to a bias against people with a certain label

like, the labels dont mean anything they shouldnt change your veiw of a work, if you resonate with a peice of work why does it matter what label is put on it? why does that affect your veiw on the peice?

and yes you are objectively going to relate to some experiences more then others, but i dont think relatability should effect how you value the work, infact id argue seeing perspectives different then your own is incredibly incredibly valueble and, if your disregarding (even subconciously) certain things because theyre made by men then that not only hurts men but it hurts you, it isolates you

maybe i didnt word that perfectly im not always the most articulate but like, i think most of the issues people are having with this are coming from me articulating things maybe not as intuatively as i could or from people refusing to properly engadge with what i have to say

idk, regarding the people accusing me of transmysogeny i just wanna say that like, I AM NOT ALLERGIC TO TALKING TO YOU ABT THIS!! i want to be better and i dont want to be mysogenistic! and if you do see concerning behavior in me i want to be told of it, you keeping these kinds of things to yourself or refusing to engadge with me when i actively am trying to be like, thourough and nuanced about things is just kinda, not productive

#the beast speaks #ask #asks #the-fifteen #retchid opinions

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