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pro-birth · 11 months
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But ask new moms and 8 out of 10 will say they have experienced the memory loss and brain fog popularly characterized as “mommy brain.” Why then, are the studies not finding what so many women experience?
One reason, the authors explain, may be the peace and quiet of the labs where most studies are performed. Without screaming children and a long list of tasks to manage right in front of them, thinking becomes easier and moms perform just as well as women without children.
Another possible reason: “Mommy brain” is not real and people are just quick to judge. A simple slip of the mind in an often overworked and sleep deprived mom is promptly labeled as “mommy brain” by a society expecting women’s cognitive abilities to decline after having children. Women too may have learned to use the term to cope with the impossibilities of new motherhood. Laughing those off and calling it “mommy brain” may well be a cry for help by moms who don’t feel supported.
I wonder if the belief in “mommy brain” contributes to pregnancy/sex discrimination.
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Hi Alastor, I know the whole baby thing was rather quick and unprompted for you and your body but did it leave you with some hormonal stuff? Do you have mommy brain right now?
Alastor: How dare you insinuate that I had so called “mommy brain!”
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*a moment later*
Alastor: Why was I so mad before?
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a-lil-perspective · 2 years
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Stupid cute thought Cyare is such a mom that she can’t even hold a normal adult conversation with Hunter without switching into Mom Mode™ as if he’s one of her effervescent toddlers (which, in a way, he is XD).
So like he’ll be explaining something to her and she’s just like, “Really, uh-huh, that’s right sweetie good job!! You’re so smart! Tell me more—”
And Hunter is just scratching his head like “????” is this a new praise kink or???
At first he was a little butthurt because he thought she wasn’t listening and was just patronizing him but once she snaps out of it all like “Shit babe, I’m sorry, it’s the mommy brain—” then he’s all shining eyes and grinning because that’s the cutest thing ever. He wouldn’t want anyone else to be the mother of his children. He loves her so much.
He starts laughing and it’s Cyare’s turn to be pouty as she pointedly tells him not to make fun. Her target audience is babies okay give her a break. XD
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fcthots · 3 months
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Jason gets so pussydrunk and it doesn’t take much at all. Like you’re talking to him while sitting down in a dress. You don’t think anything of it, you’re just getting more comfortable, so you open your legs. His gaze drops as your legs uncross and his eyes never leave you. His face goes bright red. Without warning, he rushes forward and falls to his knees. He thumbs at the seams of your underwear. “Please.” When you nod your head, he tugs them down your legs reverently. He kisses all over your thighs, leaving you speechless. Unacceptable. “Keep talking, baby. I wanna hear your voice. I need it.” His voice is whiny and he makes no move to hide it. His kisses trail closer and closer to where you want him, but right before he gets there, you lace your fingers through his hair and tug him back, making him let out a sound that you wish you had recorded. He needs to beg for it. You can see the thought click in his clouded eyes. Despite not having touched your pussy yet, he’s breathless. “I’ll be good. I’ll be so good. Please. I’ll be so good for you.” You push his face into your cunt and you can feel the vibrations of his moan, you take it as an excuse to grind into his face. Call him your slut, he'd like it.
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crimeschild · 9 months
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the barbie (2023) experience as an afab non binary person is just [reconnecting with your femininity and love for pink bc you couldnt when u were younger bc being too girly will get u made fun of] [feeling guilt bc u dont identify with being a girl but girlhood is so inherently beautiful and magical and no experience is truly like it] [healing the inner child in you by allowing yourself to enjoy dolls and pink and maximalism] [unapologetically letting yourself wear pink and be stereotypically girly in a society where being non binary means you have to be presenting androgynous 24/7] [getting your grown-up heart shattered and then put back together again by your inner child using sparkly glue over and over in the span of two hours] [realizing that no matter what you do you have somewhat experienced girlhood and it shaped you to be the person you are today and you will never get to erase that experience or truly disconnect yourself from it] [appreciating and understanding your mother in a way that you thought wasnt possible without experiecing motherhood]
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thefrsers · 26 days
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requested by Anon: Athena's outfits in 7.04
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barking-bluebells · 3 months
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mommy n daddy were being mean... so i stole some candy !! i stuffed it in my bra and panties, my shirt and pants... there's no way they'd check in here?
that's what i thought before they stripped me down, fingered my tight cunt and ass to check for any contraband, calling me all sorts of awful names while i then had to take my punishment :((
"you want candy so bad? here, eat some." they gave me a special kind of candy, their own personal version, one that made me all fuzzy n hot n wet...
next thing i remember is being covered in cum, my daddy's cum stuffed in my cunnie and my mommy's cunt juice on my lips, dazed and loopy and fading in and out of conciousness..
gotta make sure i take some more next time <3
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dudecunt · 4 months
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mom who slaps and hauls her bratty son around to put him on his knees, the outline of her cock hard and obvious in her sweats in front of his waiting face. he's trembling, afraid, but not even crying, more confused than anything. when she tugs her waistband down it frees her dick, bouncing, angry with arousal in front of his face. before he can even hesitate she's pinching his nose, waiting for him to splutter before clamping his mouth shut. she laughs darkly seeing his face, the rage and disbelief in his eyes amusing to her, nostrils closed beneath her fingers. he shudders in...disgust, yes, when she bumps her cock against his lips, a glob of thick precum sticking to the seam of his mouth.
"open your fucking mouth you bratty bitch," she hisses, taking her free hand to slap his cheek hard. "open it or else you don't get to breathe."
he's stubborn, but he has to gasp for air eventually, the tip of her cock keeping his lips open. he thinks for a moment about biting. this was so fucked up he could barely believe it was happening. she grits her teeth, sliding more of her cock into his mouth, and it's unreal, all of it. "don't fucking think about it unless you want your asshole destroyed today. i'll leave you naked on the fucking street after. watch your teeth."
she allows him to breathe while coaxing his throat open, and he feels her shiver against him when his nose is buried in her pubes. he gags at the intrusion of his throat, spit flooding around her cock and dribbling partially to the floor. unbelievably, she gets harder in his mouth.
"attaboy," she mutters, which he ignores, trying to shift around in his place on the floor from pure discomfort, nothing else. his eyes flutter back when she pulls him off her cock slow to the tip, then sliding all the way back in, her answering moans each time she taps the back of his throat and feels it spasm rich and pleased. his hands grip his own thighs clumsily for any sort of anchorage, trying to cope with something so fucking big reshaping his throat.
she pulls him off her cock and he can't help but, for a moment, watch it bob in front of his face, strings of spit connecting all over its length to his tongue and lips, and he sucks in desperate puffs of air, a mix of thick saliva and precum spilling down his chin to his t-shirt. he looks back up at her, feeling her tug at his hair a little and he jolts, trying his best to stay perfectly still even as she jerks her creamy cock head right in front over him. "mom," he grits, sounding way less angry than he planned on sounding, something like a fucking whine underlying his words.
she chuckles, sounding a bit surprised. "fuck," she sighs, "you're so cute. you look like you like this."
he scoffs. "why th'fuck --" and he's cut off by her slapping the length of her cock against his face, pushing her balls against his lips. "mom stop. y'rfucking sick, i hate you," he tries, more muffled as she groans looking down at him totally degraded.
"such a little shit. suck my balls."
he's a little weirded out at the speed at which he listens, but he's just doing it so this is over soon. she seems to be getting close from all the stuttered moans and whimpery gasps she's letting out. she fists the tip of her cock, still laying on his face as he lavishes her sac with his tongue, and then her hips are jolting. he feels her balls tightening, the pulse of her heavy dick, and horrifyingly, his eyelids flutter with the rawness of it all. something definitive stirs in his gut when her cum hits his hair, his entire body shivering, mouth still working at her sac.
"knew you were a slut," she murmurs, "fucking whore. is this why you run through so many girlfriends?" she spits, yanking him away from her, lugging him back up to drag him to her queen bed and toss him over its edge. he bows at his waist when he stumbles, face burning with mortification. "what the fuck are you talking about," he says, voice hoarse, trying to get back up only for his mother to manhandle him fully onto the bed. he knows. he already knows, but he feigns ignorance, hoping she'll drop it --
she's yanking his shirt off now, ignoring his squeak of shock to palm at his tender tits and thumb at his nipples. she slaps the hand looking to grab at her arms and do something, shove her away, anything, before simply ignoring his continued pushing and pulling at her working hands. "mom, mom, stop--"
"i'm talking about you and those seedy fuckin' girls you're always bringing in my house," she mutters, her hands trailing down to his stomach to massage there and against his waist in a move that's so oddly soft his efforts falter for a moment. "wha'?" he says, sounding so stupid, so dizzied.
"god, they're awful," and she's yanking his joggers off along with his briefs to toss them across the room completely, "wondered what you saw in them until i kept hearing you getting drilled through your fuckin' bed through the walls. then you dump 'em like it's nothing."
she tugs him down towards her by his hips, and only then does he realize he's stopped fighting, eyes blown wide as he listens to his mother's admissions. "that's --" and fuck, she's spreading his legs to get between them, they cannot do this. "wait, mom," he says, rushed, voice dying when she lowers herself down to his -- oh. his throbbing, soaked cunt.
he's dripping down his asshole to the sheets. a hint of grating, infuriating smugness underlies her face. he glares as best he can, but he feels like he just looks dumb.
"huh," she says simply, worming her arms between his legs so she can spread his pussy wide with her thumbs. it feels like lightning shooting through his body, and he twitches with it. fuck.
"guess i was right. did all that just to piss me off, huh. needed mom to fuck you properly?"
he squeezes his eyes shut, even as he feels globs of slick gushing from his hole. "you're so disgusting. you're so fucking --"
his breath catches when her lips kiss his clit, and now all of his effort and energy is going into not making noise. maybe the -- the wetness is a fluke. maybe it's just his body protecting him, he thinks weakly as her tongue slips down to flutter against his hole and clit in tandem. his hips jerk, her mouth hot against his cunt, dipping down, nose tapping against the throbbing nub as she drinks down his juices. yeah, maybe his body is just preparing...in case she tries to rape him with her cock. she's big, after all. pathetically, his breath catches on a whine and he gushes even more. this can't be real.
begrudgingly, he realizes how much better she is at this than any of his shitty girlfriends. he's...admittedly, he's never been this messy before either. he tries not to think about it and moves to tangle his hands in his mom's hair, tugging -- away, he thinks...?
she grunts, ignoring the pitiful amount of pressure applied to her scalp, laving a wet, expert tongue against the pulsing bud in her mouth. "christ, you taste incredible," she whispers, and his whole body twitches even more, head rolling back. he's trying to understand why, how...what's going on? he's throbbing so badly. her arms are wrapped around his thighs and they're so warm, so secure. too late does he notice himself rocking up into her mouth.
"fuck," he manages, sounding wet and crackly, disbelieving. "mom, pl --" and he stops himself, shaking his head. no fucking way. something coils tight in his stomach, sinking down into his core. no WAY. he can't.
"y'can," she encourages, her voice reverberating against his pussy, her tongue and lips working him open, worshipping his clit, stimulating him in ways he thought were exaggerations before his mom of all fucking people proved his beliefs wrong.
awfully, his body starts to spasm. "'mgonna cum," he says, sounding fucking miserable even as his body radiates pure heat, singing along with her ministrations.
she pulls away.
the denial feels like a punch to the gut and a blessing all at once. "holyshit," he rushes out, a mixture of gratitude and pure irritation flooding throughout him. "oh my god." he closes his eyes, unwilling to look at her.
he tries to scramble away but she's tugging him back down against her, both legs pressed together and held against one of her shoulders. his eyes flash open. she can't be serious. "mom, don't. seriously," he rushes out, looking her right in her eyes while he tries not to crumble under her gaze, filthy and predatory. she licks her lips. "so you weren't being serious before?"
"idon't --" he starts, sobbing once when she lowers her waistband completely, not bothering to shed any clothes fully. "you know that's not what i meant please. please mom," he says, voice shaking, and now the tears are coming, hot and streaming down his face. "i'm ovulating. you can't, you can't."
she lets out a sigh that's all rumble. "jesus fucking christ," she mumbles, seeming actually conflicted. her cock's pressed up against his thighs, hard again, seemingly even more so. but she can't, they shouldn't. all the wrongness that clouded over as his orgasm reached closer just moments before has started to roll over him, nausea in his stomach along with pure white-hot arousal. horrifically, it doesn't cut into any of it, doesn't stop how bad his boycunt is pulsing for his mom, how slick continues to pool under the small of his back. "we can't," he says, weak, disgusted with himself. because he doesn't know if he could say the same about not wanting to.
his mom looks to the ceiling, eyes closed, dick pulsing. he feels a bit of precum leak from her. he takes in the line of her throat, the shaky, heavy breaths she's trying to take in, her plump lips, full lashes. he's not going to think about how pretty she is right now. unbelievable.
"ugh," she decides, tugging his legs open. "fuck it. i'll get you a plan B. i'm gonna breed the fuck out of you," and despite his sputtering, his little nononos and mom you can'ts, she's pushing inside him with a horrifying ease.
he's so wet, so open, and she didn't even finger him but he...
"you're taking me so well," she coos, hands pressed down on his thighs, only smiling down at his tear-stained, terrified face. her eyes are blown completely black. "fuck," she husks, hips stuttering halfway in his cunt. "calm down, honey. you're squeezing me too tight."
something in him snaps. with clumsy hands, he covers hers with his own gently. "'msorry," he blurts, trying to relax. he's so fucking turned on. he's so turned on he can't believe it. "pull --" he chokes, hips pathetically trying to grind forward despite the broken request. "mommy, pull out, i need to --"
she groans at the name, one he still calls her every so often playfully -- he swore it was innocent, but it has such a dark tinge to it now. and she listens, cock slipping out so he can squirt all over it and her sheets with a drunken moan. she chuckles, working her dick back in.
"y'rso..." he starts, feeling her reach even deeper in him. "so big, mom." it's breathy, strung out, and he whimpers like a dog when she starts fucking him gently with a little more than half her length, working him open with long, steady strokes. "please."
"please what, huh?" she sounds a little winded already. with each push she's sinking deeper into his pussy, his fertile pussy, hissing at the feeling of his cunt soaking her cock in creamy wetness. he wants it, wants her fucking load, wants multiple.
"all of it," he babbles, "want it all inside, gimme it, please."
she closes her eyes carefully, hips stopping, and he sobs, trying to rock forward under her pin to no avail. they inch back open, low, primal. "yeah," she whispers, dick sliding further in and fuck, fuck yes, her balls are pressed fully up against his hole. "like this?"
he can't respond, other than fully body twitches around her fat cock. she laughs, evil, low, and then grinds her dick inside him, allowing his pussy to nurse hungrily on it as much as it wants. "i love you, mom," he admits weakly, completely broken, his body thrumming with heat.
"god," she gasps, "i love you so much, kid," and she lowers herself, hands guiding his legs around her waist so she can give him tongue kisses, both their mouths spit-slick and molten-hot. he's never had sex like this before. he doesn't wanna stop having it, doesn't want this to end.
in the midst of sloppy kisses, her thrusts lengthen, his pussy sopping wet and noisy around her. she pulls away reluctantly, spit snapping from between their mouths so she can press down on his legs to mate him, his calves wobbling and toes curling mid air as she pounds him properly.
"your mom's gonna get you pregnant," she says, gritty, a new, hungry roughness, sentence broken up by nasty thrusts. "who's pussy is this?"
"yooours," he croaks, gushing and squirting around his mom's dick now, no longer needing her to pull out with how open and ready his boyhole is. "'s your pussy, mom, breed me --"
she pulls out completely and he chokes on his own spit, body wracked with uncontrollable tremors as his cunt clenches around nothing. she's staring down at his pussy in awe, and he can see the glaze of juices he's left on her dick, the stream of precum she squirts onto the bed just tracking her eyes up the line of his body.
"just needed to fuck you to get you to obey," she mumbles, sheathing herself balls deep once more. as soon as her cockhead squishes against his cervix his body is quivering with a silent orgasm, squirt splashing against her pubes and all over her dick, milking her cock, begging for a load swimming with babies. he's babbling nonsense, eyes rolled back, hands limp as they rest atop his womb.
"fucking --" she starts, voice almost unrecognizable as she drills his pussy with ignited vigor, extending an already mindmelting orgasm. wet, filthy slaps fill the room, unable to block out his submissive whines and squeals and her grunts of effort. "take that fucking dick."
he doesn't quite recognize his voice anymore once he's three...four minutes into an unending orgasm? her stamina is ridiculous. under the bitch moans erupting from his throat, she's growling, muttering like an animal about fucking him up for anyone else, turning him into an incubator. he agrees, says yes to all of it, wants it as long as it means he'll keep getting fucked by her like this.
six minutes in, his eyes are glossy. he's not sure if he'll ever stop cumming. it hurts so, so good. he looks up at her, in disbelief but for a thankful, grateful reason now. she looks carnal.
"made a'mess all'over my cock," she grits out, "fucking whore. i'm cumming inside."
"yesssss" and new, strong waves hit him, shutting him up completely as she paints his cervix and walls with loads. she doesn't stop fucking him while she cums, her thrusts mean, punctuated, final. there's no way he's not pregnant. there's not even a possibility that he isn't.
when she stops cumming, she gives him a few more angry thrusts before pulling out entirely, moving away from his spasming, shaking, quieted body to let his legs collapse to the bed. his vision is blurry but he can distantly hear her pumping her cock over his juicy, bred cunt, and he shakes harder when he hears a sweet moan and feels a second load splash right onto his womb.
he cleans her cock off with his mouth on wobbly knees once he stops shaking so intensely, which takes him almost five minutes, vision slowly coming back to him. with a sickeningly sweet kiss, his mom whispers down to him that she's going to the drug store, lugging his twitching body back into the bed. she leaves to bring him a few water bottles with the clinking of her keys already in her hands. as soon as he hears the front door shut in a hurry, he swirls a hand around his clit, trying to get as many orgasms as possible in while he reminisces on his destruction before she can come back. i'm fucked for life.
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ncis-nerd · 17 days
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Soft mommy wanda
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-She would be so gentle with you, scared to break you when you got in your floaty headspace.
-She loved when you got like this becsuse she could do everything for you while you just sat there and looked pretty.
-This also applied in a sexual setting because you'd look at her with those doe eyes and who would she be to resist when you looked at her so willingly, so ready...
-"No thoughts in that pretty little head of yours.." Wanda cooed, attaching her thumb to your lip.
-Having previous knowledge of your oral fixation and allowing you to suck on her thumb. "Mmfhmp" you hummed in contempt.
-"That's it baby, you just need something to suck on. Don't you?" Wanda sighed, adjusting her hold of you. Cradling your head in her arms. "Such a good girl." Wanda praised.
-You were her best girl and she made sure to tell you all the time. Always holding you close and showering you in kisses!!! You'd giggle and tell her you can't breathe but she'd be like "Now we can't have that angel!"
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fluffylino · 4 months
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you show minho and hyunjin that they don't need their husbands.
(literally got this idea while showering.)
(boypussy les go and threesome?)
-contains mature themes
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"you feel hurt, don't you. doesn't my baby deserve so much better"
hyunjin is leaning into your hand thats cradling his face. his eyes are glassy and filled with so much love. he nods slowly.
"you work so hard, take care of channie and do most of the work at home...and what do you get in return" you state.
its obvious. hyunjin's husband is cheating.
"lets forget about him, yeah" your hands are on his hips. making him grind down on you.
"f-feels good" he mumbles, blinking his tears away. hips rolling in circles on your strap.
"i know baby. how long has it been?" you ask, noticing how his breathing was already becoming heavier.
"three years" and you feel your heart break.
three years without any relief. no touching. no pleasing. no source of pleasure. and hyunjin is crying again. shoulders shaking.
you thrust up hard. hitting that spot inside that has him doubling over himself.
"ahhh-hhm" mouth forming an 'o' shape. fingers balling the fabric of your shirt.
"princesses deserves to be fucked like royalty"
you say, bringing your hand up to wipe the tears on his cheeks. moving lower to thumb as his sensitive nubs.
"m'princess?"
its asked so innocently. you're ready to give him the world. more than ready to knock out his husband. the next statement being high pitched whines.
"yeah baby..yeah" your voice cracking at how truly pretty hyunjin was. bouncing on your dick. shoulder length hair moving around. his arms hooked around your neck.
so you slip your hand down. pressing it to his swollen clit. and he keens.
squirming when you rub at him in a way that makes his orgasm speed up.
"please, c-can i? please p-please mmh-" he's begging. holding out till you give him your permission.
what a good boy, you thought. you wanted to make him yours. and he wanted to be yours.
"cream all over doll"
and he's cumming. melting into you. no longer able to hold himself up. you help him ride it out. not pulling out. instead letting him stick close to you.
"w-want you as my...wife" he mumbles, lifting his head up. moaning when you cup his face.
kissing him with an intensity that makes his heart race. 
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"stop being a fucking brat" minho yells harshly. getting up to walk towards the other. hyunjin throws the book on the floor, standing up.
"you probably slept with jisung" he says. poking a finger at minho.
"Never. and you. you kept flirting with seungmin" 
snapping you out of your thoughts. you take off your headphones. realising that if you hadn't at that moment, the two of them would have started to fight physically.
"go fuck yourself!" is what hyunjin shouts back, storming into another room.
maybe it was a bad idea to bring them both here. to your apartment.
"yeah ill fuck you instead" and that sends a sinful thought in your mind.
what if.
just what if. sex was the solution.
to bring them closer. to make them forget about their husbands. instead make them grow closer.
and realise.
"minho please" you ask, straddling him to keep him from running away. he refuses to look you in the eye. "hyunjin is going through a lot right now-"
"so am i. its always hyunjin this hyunjin that. what about me"
"listen to me." your tone is firm. one thing you hate is getting cut off midway while talking. and minho shuts up. because he knows.
"eat him out" in any other situation you'd be laughing at his expression. he looked like one of those bewildered kittens. his immediate response is a no. and there is a couple minutes of silence before.
"w-why?" he asks. but you don't feel like explaining. so you ask him to trust you fully on this.
when you walk into the room. hyunjin is sulking in the pillows. face completely hidden.
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"aah" minho huffs out, as hyunjin bucks his hips at his teasing. tongue laving into his warm cunt.
filthy lewd sounds filling your ears. you stand behind minho. sliding your fingers into him. taking him by surprise.
"bet your husbands were never this good"
its a casual statement. but the reaction it gives you is enough. the realisation setting in. the compromising positions. the fact that they were doing this.
"the two of you are beautiful. just tainted by this horrible world"
minho whines when you take your digits out. and hyunjin starts tearing up again. 
you're ready to comfort him but minho is quicker. moving away to clamber over him. holding his shaky hand.
"don't cry doll shhh" gently pushing his hair away from his face.
hyunjin is taken aback by the sudden kind gesture.
minho and him were always a bit...awkward. and there was always this lingering tension between them.
And when they found you. it had strengthened. you had made them realise they were loved. they deserved to be loved. they loved you. and you loved them. regardless of everything they were going through.
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.
and maybe you end up fucking hyunjin in doggy style.
overstimulating his tight little pussy while he's gasping and struggling to eat out his beloved minho.
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quecksilvereyes · 1 year
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listen its about the last unicorn being fundamentally no different from the harpy and feeling more compassion for her than she does the trapped animals or the humans trapped by circumstance. it's about haggard grabbing the unicorn only once she has become human enough for him to drag her down and realise her eyes are empty. it's about schmendrick and the magic that lives in him more than he wields it, it's about "never run from anything immortal, it attracts their attention" while walking slowly from an unspeakable horror devouring an old woman, it's about "how dare you come to me now, when I am this?". it's about the unicorns staying in the water until they can't anymore, until the castle crumbles and the one unicorn who is different from the others now - she lowers her horn and she digs her hooves in and she stands her ground for a dear, dead boy. it's about the trade of immortality between schmendrick and the unicorn, it's about stories needing to be told, it's about lir loving the unicorn enough to know that she cannot stay with him, and to let her would be to do her a disservice.
it's about "your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. i would tear myself to pieces to call you once by your name." it's about regret.
(it's also about little 5 year old me renting the movie from the library whenever i could and watching it on loop for hours. it's about just how much this story has shaped me and my understanding of storytelling.)
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anoymous-boba · 1 year
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The yassification of short boi with mommy issues
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bizarrelittlemew · 3 months
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boobs Spanish Jackie's and Anne Bonny's outfits (requested by anon)
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shiganshinaslut · 1 year
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Scara tit sucking...my brain is so full. He sucks on your tits like he’s been starved, his hands clutching at your back desperately as if you’d run away if he didn’t hold you as close as he possibly could. You hear him hum softly, and he even lets out the occasional whimper- he’d glare at you and deny it if you asked him, but after a few forehead kisses and head scratches, he’s right back to calling you mommy <3
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Have you ever seen a domme blush to her ears? She can’t help it and she tries to cover it up,
but she just overheard her sub say-
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akanothere · 3 months
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⚠️TW: War, child abuse, murder, corpses, blood and gore. If these warnings trigger you, do not read.
“They say like father, like son. But I’m better. Smarter. Much more scarier.”
(Old art from last year lmao I’m hoping to develop a full comic this year wish me luck)
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