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mdni; tw non con/dub con; fem!reader

thinking about peacekeeper coryo who’s got his pretty district girl in his bed and he wakes up, hard, needy and he swore to you he wouldn’t touch you in your sleep, but you both knew that was a lie. He can’t help himself, he needs to stuff his cock in you. He’s obsessed with your cunt, and he believes it to be his no matter what you say, no matter where you are, if he needs it, he’ll take it. He ruts into you from behind while you’re sleeping, waiting for the moment you slowly wake up and whine at the stretch his dick is causing, digging your nails into his thighs, and begging him to slow down cause despite his own sleepiness, he’s pounding into you until you can only be a blabbering mess on his cock, crying for his cum, letting your body relax to the half asleep state and taking him.

diversity win! your doomed greek tragedy ship is genderfluid!

steve and bucky are both gay but bucky is a 'woah look what a ladies man I am haha totally straight honest' gay whereas steve is an 'I would totally be straight but life keeps mysteriously making me so busy that I can't get a girlfriend because of reasons' gay

tonights acotar thoughts are with the Illyrian women and how rhysand has utterly failed them despite his supposed efforts

Hes ‘allowed’ them to become warriors if they wish. But thats not even the bare minimum. from my memory he acknowledges that he doesnt enforce the wing clipping laws (smooth move) so that’s basically useless and as to be expected of a man, he misses the point of feminism and equality laws. WHERE are the laws and protections for women in marriages?? if the illyrian are so ‘brutal’ and ‘backwards’ the assumption can be made that divorce isn’t a thing unless the man requests it. No women requested divorces and probably no such thing as no fault divorces. As well as forced marriages (which also brings up the consent age) Adding on, what about abortions and other pre natal and natal laws and protections? again, assuming women arent allowed to have abortions or simply any bodily autonomy, where are those decrees rhysand? Im not even getting into the potential of LGBTQ+ illyrians and their rights (Logically there are LGBTQ+ illyrians but ofc sjm wouldn’t mention them)

He makes such a fuss about it being a womans choice (a hypocrite as we see in acosf) yet unless a woman is able too or wants to fight he doesnt seem to care. Which is also a major flaw of sjms writing, women only gain their independence if they can kick ass and fuck as they want. Which is of course valid but thats a very shallow way to view feminism and equality. The whole point is that a woman can choose, wether its to be a warrior or a stay at home mother, but theres nothing done for those women who want that lifestyle.

This has influenced me in my fic writing a lot to where a this topic has become a major focal point in my fic somewhat by accident. I think that logically there would be a rebellion from mostly illyrian women against rhysand, hes promised them so much yet has delivered so little.

elle bby i missed last night <//3 but can i get suna for the texts? dealers choice heh 💜

Kaze!!! Never apologize for missing them they’re so random. And I’m sorry for not checking in with you more!! 💜💜💜

Sexy times ahead with Suna!!!

Elle’s Wine Night take two!!

12 october 2079 → valerie's first birthday post-mikoshi 🎂

⚠️ do not reupload or edit my shots without my permission ⚠️

when will my wives return from the war (minor wtnv character storage unit)

I missed a beautiful asteroid and only now realised it

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nyshhh_

“I do love you, Goro. 

In all the cheesy, romantical, old school ways that exist - I do love you so very much.

I love your eyes, sometimes square windows into your soul, sometimes as hard and unbreakable as Black Ice. Artificial yet so full of life. I love how carefully you chose your face implants to perfectly match your delicate features. Love every little imperfection in your face, your graying hair, your sweet sweet wrinkles, all these beautiful and unique traits age has gifted to you. I love the rare laughs, most intimate and private, as much as I love your earnestness, calmness and prudence whenever we go out with our friends. I love you with all your flaws and strengths, love your lips kissing me, your hands - these beautiful augmented, strong hands - touching my body so incomprehensibly gentle. You once told me that our age difference was one of your greatest concerns. I can assure you that all of them were unfounded, that your maturity is grounding me, calming me in a sense I never knew and never thought I’d ever experience. I cannot imagine my life without you anymore, I already lost myself in you, my body and soul addicted to you.

So… I assure you, with all my heart and spirit, I do love you Goro Takemura.”

(she once felt he needed reassurance….)

// mpreg , pregnancy

There’s something intensely hilarious and fitting about imagining a Wei Wuxian who, as Wei Wuxian does, finds a way to get himself pregnant, only to act like a Harvest Moon/Stardew Valley farmer and go about business as usual. Pregnant Wei Wuxian out in the fields tending to his crops as if nothing was different.

No one will hate you more than you hate yourself.  That's what you always knew, something you never fought.  Yet as you walk down that aisle towards Keiji, who stands at the altar, waiting. A familiar heavy feeling resurfaces, a sign that you feel woefully unprepared for what was to come.  What was supposed to be a moment with unfaltering certainty bleeds into a gray scene, muddled with noise.  The grip on your bouquet falters ever so slightly, as if telling you to run away. Back to a place you never wanted to think about, just to escape the pressure and expectation of the eyes that bore into your figure.  Your eyes strain themselves to look forward and that's when you saw it. Your husband-to-be mouthing the words "Are you okay?" with eyes that tell you everything you need to know.  'It's ok to be scared, I won't be mad' 'If you decide to get cold feet, I'll run after you' 'Because if you don't believe you can keep going, know that I'm here to push you forward' And push forward you did, finding yourself in front of him. As he lifted the veil to reveal your pretty dolled up face, you smiled back at him with pride.  You ignore the minister's speech, in favor of reminiscing on the moments that led up to this, every core memory that you both made together.  Because looking into Keiji's eyes, an ocean of gunmetal blue, is what makes you remember...  That yes,  No one will hate you more than you hate yourself.  But that doesn't matter when you find someone who loves you more than the world itself.  "I do"

Bad bitch, I could be your fantasy. 🍂🍄

I had a dream last night.

I walked up the steps of a house I’d dreamed of — hoping, praying, for the day I’d make it my own. A little haven (full of peace and laughter and always enough doughnuts for everyone.) 

I touched the door and passed through.

I knew she wasn’t here. She was traveling 

My older self — so she had made it. Ah, but I was proud…it was quiet and dim, waiting for its owner. Its’ friend. Full of books and the art she loved, the rugs and the flowers and the messy pictures of a life worth staying for. I walked to the kitchen. There was tea on the counter, the kind we loved. It smelled just the same; rich, fragrant, full of promise. I cupped the warm mug in my hands. I knew she wouldn’t mind. I could stay as long as I liked. 

I crossed the porch, one of her blankets around my shoulder. It smelled like home. I sat on the steps and the tea tasted like falling in love

Not with a person. A place. A state of being.

I sat on the steps and the sun was rising 

And I knew it was almost time to go, but not for long. 

One day, I will be thirty. I will pause at my door—

About to leave, to travel, to adventure and experience. But first 

I will turn back to the kitchen; take down my favorite mug and leave out some tea. 

The kind we love.

Come closer.