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'survival shows are so bad and toxic and exploitative and misleading and biased :(' why are you still watching
#i swear every year i hear people cry about how much they hate survival shows#then tune in when next mediocre one starts#are you stupid#they will never change#stop watching stop talking about them#anyways remember that random moment when a contestant on unit accused junhee of being 'scary'#because junhee didn't want to sleep next to him and it turned out the guy just didn't fucking shower#and unit still tried to paint him as a bad guy#survival shows will create drama out of stupidest shit#i hate them with all my heart#watched unit and mixnine against my will just for loona and a.c.e and never again#my blood was boiling the entire time#'contestants are getting 30 minutes of sleep and throwing up from exhaustion while we continue to twist their words and image'#i don't believe in hell but you should be in there#if i ever met yg in real life i'd attack him like an enraged gorilla not even joking i'd kill that man on sight
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I just want biden to know that him being a ‘trump alternative’ is not a sufficient enough reason for him to be re-elected and he can stop making that shit his only personality trait.
#should’ve never been elected in the first place as quiet as it’s kept#I personally believe we don’t need a president if those two assholes are the options#building your entire campaign on student loan forgiveness and stimulus checks but not giving either is insane#then using ur citizens money to fund genocide while they live in poverty is sick#approving billions to harm innocent palestinians and having unlimited money for war but none for the homeless disabled or sick#I’ve said it a million times but fuck him fuck this country and fuck Israel#I’m so sick of it#‘he’s the lesser of two evils’ lmao is he really? or are they both terrible ppl?#cherry chats 🍒#every time I see him my blood boils#I hate that man so bad
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btw media literacy is not the same thing as english class and i am please begging people to read more about media literacy because it is so far from english class, signed sincerly someone with a degree in media studies
#media is MEDIA#and media literacy by definition is not about#pulling meaning from literature/written word#media is tv entertainment advertising etc#music too#media is MEDIA once again. it is not fucking literature#and media literacy is not just understanding what you read. it is about#being able to parse and filter and analyze IN REAL TIME because you have done the prior work in#recognizing where media comes from the global forces at play the social forces and cultural background that relates#media literacy is so far from english class that it actually hurts me#and media literacy as well is about action!#its about fighting back against untruths and seeing what the truth really is#and by saying its the same as media literacy thats just. wrong#like. saying media literacy is the same as english class actually makes my blood boil#media literacy is a very specific term with a very specific definition. and im not shitting on the person who made that post#but i would go so far as to say its entirely inaccurate.#they are not the same and they are not comparable and acting like they are#makes the world LESS media literate.#jordan rants
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Actually I think I’ll die mad at my bros high school girlfriend. I hope she gets stuck in stop-and-go traffic for an hour every time she travels for more than 20 minutes.
#ra speaks#personal#sorry I remembered her today randomly and it made my blood boil#one time my bro said she thought I didn’t like her which wasn’t true at the time but ohhh girly if I see you on the streets…#you’re getting the coldest shoulder of your life#I got a notif from Instagram randomly the other day abt her that’s what reminded me#she and him dated p much his entire high school career#and she had severe anxiety but was also highly social#so as a result my bro was always supporting her + basically only hung out w her friends and such#which like isn’t a bad thing even tho I think he should’ve tried to make his own friends and time for them#she needed support and someone to talk her down over the phone at 9 PM or whatever and he was willing to do that#she’s a year ahead of him so she goes to college. they both know long distance is gonna be a pain#so they mutually agree that if it doesn’t feel like it’s working out they’ll talk face to face for a break up#I think almost a year into a pretty steady long distance thing with regular phone calls and irl vacations together#(also the calls were so well scheduled we literally called it T*** Time whenever my bro dipped to call her)#anyways she doesn’t answer his calls or texts for a few days and then she BREAKS UP WITH HIM OVER TEXT#she ignores his attempts to call her/stops responding to his texts abt it bc they BOTH agreed to break up face to face#she cuts him off burned bridges everything overnight no warning#and THEN. THEN. she has her DAD (who’s become a bit of a family friend up until this point) BRING OVER EVERY GIFT AND HOODIE MY BRO EVER#GAVE HER. EVEN FRAMED PICTURES OF THEM TOGETHER. and that was it.#I’m still. so fucking pissed on his behalf. frankly amazed he didn’t turn into an incel-type out of spite#like WHAT THE HELL happened to make her turn and cut him off so quick??? they were going steady and my bro was devestated bc he legitimately#didn’t know if he said/did something to upset her and she wouldn’t respond to let him know WHY out of a sudden and vague ‘I don’t think this#is working out’ which like. GIRL YOU COULDNT HAVE DROPPED A HINT OR TWO??#idk it just feels like all the time he spent supporting her in high school/how much of HIS time was spent taking care of her#and exclusively socializing with HER friends (which he never really clicked w so to speak)#it’s like he was robbed of a fulfilling high school social life for nothing. to be dumped over text cold Turkey.#at least he has college friends now it only took him two years lol <- it took me four so I can’t judge
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Formal Apology to my persona 5 followers
Yeah.
#speculation nation#i did not mean to switch fandoms but like... my brain has entirely switched gears lmao#i do still love p5 & akeshu of course but like. god i hate the fandom so fucking much.#no fandom is without faults but ive been enjoying my time in trigun fandom SO much more than p5 fandom#enough to take my blog out of hiding from search results. which is honestly kinda wild.#i dont plan on permanently giving up on writing discacc. but like. lol.#im having a lot more fun with itnl & interacting with trigun fandom. so this is just how it is rn.#i keep losing some followers (tho slower than im gaining trigun followers) and i Assume it's my p5 followers jumping ship#which like. Fair. hfkshfj if ur not interested in trigun & dont wanna see it. well. uh. sorry.#in the end it's my blog & writing fanfic is supposed to be fun. i hate temporarily putting discacc on hiatus#but i HAAAATED the p5 fandom & especially akeshu fandom. which is not a great feeling for the fandom im supposed to be in.#turns out it's not quite normal to have a great number of big names in the fandom that make my blood just fucking Boil#just upon seeing their names. it's that Dust shit & all involved. for those that know lol.#for any who r willing to stick it out with me. thanks ❤. tho im not judging anyone who ends up unfollowing#this is less of an apology for switching fandoms and more an apology for letting down discacc fans#maybe i should put a note on it or smth idk. i'll think about it.#for now imma just keep doing as i do. Happily. i have been having a lot of fun.
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#ive spent the entire day doing volunteer legal help for refugees who cant afford lawyers#and theres something so INSANELY fucking alienating#about spending hours writing an appeal for a gay man whos asylum claim got denied#BC HE DIDNT CONVINCE THE ASYLUM AGENCY THAT HE SPENT SUFFICIENT TIME AND EFFORT TRYING TO LIVE AS A GAY MAN IN IRAQ#(from his very asylum hearing on he described his homosexuality being discovered#by his family member and how he could flee the house in the time it took his father to get his shotgun#and the physical violence he suffered from another family member#and how one of his uncles took ~pity on him bc he was only 18#and gave him money to leave the country#under the condition that he would never return or contact the family again)#and seeing all these dehumanising and heartbreaking things in his file#including super out of line questions etc#and then go out and see the buses and trams of public transport all have these like cute rainbow flags#like i cant imagine how it must feel like for him#(or all the other lgbt afghans iraqis ugandans etc that i know)#but it literally makes my fucking blood boil#like actually one of the biggest arguments that get used against lgbt iraqis#(and other non-western lgbt ppl)#is the argument that lgbt rights are just a ~western degeneracy#and then these people come here#(the ones that manage and don't die either in their home countries or on the way)#and then they realise that yeah we're all so proud of our lgbt rights#its not just legal - it's also an advertising gimmick and a state sponsored party#except for people like them#we're completely comfortable sending them back to their deaths#and like his chances for appeal are actually quite good#but it's literally down to volunteers to even write that#and there are SO MANY cases like that
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Just finished the worst book I've ever laid my eyes on. I'm genuinely losing my mind. I want to burn it and tear it apart
#istg i always joke around about wanting to burn books I don't like#but this time i'm dead serious#i can feel violence in my bones. my blood is BOILING#i love trashy rom-coms with thousands of clichés because i find them fun and i like reading predictable books when i'm stressed#but rom-coms written by italian authors are something else entirely#it must be the protagonists' internalized misogyny and the constant shaming of women who choose not to date that's getting to me 🤪#and i could've beared it this time but GOD it wasn't even well-written. nor plot-wise nor prose-wise#the dialogues lookes like descriptions. the descriptions looked like dialogues. i was incredibly miserable#it probably wasn't even translated in english#but if you're interested the title translates to 'the specific weight of love'#what a waste of six hours and €12.5#lonely thoughts
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HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU H
#SEETHING FROTHING IM ABSOLUTELY BLIND WITH RAGE RIGHT NOW. HOW FUCKING DAREYOU HOW FUCKING DARTE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU#HOW FUCKING DARE YOU. ILL KILL YOU ILL KILL YOU ILL KILL YOU YOU STUPID BITCH. ILL MURDER YOU IN COLD BLOOD I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU#IM SEETHING MY BLOOD IS BOILING I FEEL LIKE MURDERING SOMEONE FOR REAL. HOW DARE YOU HOW FUCKING DARE YOU DO THIS.#THE MOMENT I SAW HER. I FIGURED THERE WAS GONNA BE ATTEMPTED ROMANCE. I HOPED THEY WOULDNT STOOP SO LOW.#ILL TRAVEL BACK IN TIME AND KILL WHOEVER WROTE THIS FUCKING STAIN INTO THIS EPISODE. HOW THE FUCK DARE THEY#I HATE YOU SO GODDAMN FUCKING MUCH. IM SO VIOLENTLY ANGRY AND FILLED WITH RAGE RIGHT NOW. OH MY GOD FUCKING CHRIST.#IM FOR REAL LIGHTHEADED AT HOW ANGRY I AM RIGHT NOW. OH MY GOD IN HEAVEN.#ask to tag#cus of my cool fun meme edit. i dont know what but if theres something specific to be tagged just let me know#oh my god. im so close to dumping my entire folder of angry violent reaction images right now. i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you i#THIS WAS LITERALLY LIKE 10 SECONDS AFTER ID BONKED MY HEAD AGAINST MY LAPTOP WHILE DATA WAS ONSCREEN TOO. IM ABOUT TO BREAK MY OWN FINGERS#I HATE YOU . I HATE YOU I HATE OU I HAYE YOU.
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don't fucking rb, but if i see one more fucking post on my dash about how awful every single texan is im going to rip out y'all's throats i swear to god. now is not the time to say shit like that, actually
#hi! news flash! extremists dont make up every single fucking person in texas!#stop using a mass shooting to justify demonizing innocent fucking people!!#like. the laws there are shit. the government there is fucking awful. but stop roping every single fucking citizen in with your shit views#an entire city is in fucking mourning. there are parents who will never see their kids again. this isn't the time to say HAHA GOTCHA -#- YOU'RE ALL AWFUL in the wake of a fucking tragedy. y'all are so fucking desensitized that you have no sympathy for these people.#its disgusting. its true that shit there is awful at the moment but PLEASE for the love of god stop taking it out on ppl who had nothing -#- to do with this.#im sorry for putting this on y'all's dashes but not really. as someone from texas it makes my blood boil to see this stuff.#especially as someone with school aged nieces and nephews. like... y'all DO know this could've happened anywhere right?#it happened in texas this time but other states aren't fucking immune to mass school shootings. the laws in the USA are fucked as a whole.#it could've been in your state. it could've been in my state. it could've been anywhere.#just. please dont be a shithead. im so tired. please have sympathy towards the effected families and communities.#gun tw#shooting tw#vent tw#i think that covers it. i dont know how long ill keep this here so hopefully that's enough for now.
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frustrating how so many craft books have a section about "how to sell what you've made"
like on one hand i get it because the person writing the book has obviously made their craft a full-time job. and they might have some tips and tricks that might be useful, and there are people out there who might be trying to start a small business out of it
but on the other hand it's just exhausting and feels like another voice saying "what's the point of having a hobby if you're not going to monetize it"
#the one of those that rly boils my blood. that i still think about all the time. almost ten years later#the art of language invention by david peterson lmao. fuck that. it is NOT actually a helpful resource if youre trying to get into conlang#in the intro he pretty explicitly was like 'yeah i'm only writing this bc the publishing house approached me bc#i made up some languages for the game of thrones show and that's popular so they thought it would sell'#the meat of the book itself is pretty rudimentary stuff iirc. 'here's the ipa chart. this is what a morpheme is.'#some cool stuff in there about how to build your own font and mess with the kerning to make cursive but it was a program i dont have so#and at the end. hoooooo boy. this is where u can tell they told him to put in this kind of section bc he basically straight up said#'if you're reading this because you want to learn how to build a fantasy conlang dont bother :)#if you weren't on this specific forum in 2002 youll never get it. just hire a Real Conlanger instead'#like. that absolutely colored the rest of the book preceding it bc the entire thing was stuff i had literally just learned#in the intro to linguistics class that inspired me to want to learn how to make a language. so it was nothing new#and the added antagonism of basically saying 'if you dont already know how to do this IM not gonna help bc you'd be competition'#again i understand why he had that attitude bc that's probably how the publisher pitched it in the first place#'this is going to be a book for the average joe who knows nothing about language mechanics and might have aspirations#of writing a story with its own language (because obviously gameofthrones was the first to do that /s) and is wondering how to do it'#but just a very weird attitude to have#mine
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miguel o’hara x reader (fluff) - jealousy
miguel gets jealous possessive after a new intern flirts with you
this is part of the same universe as my call oneshot!
Being 2nd in charge of the multiverse is... honestly not that hard for you. It’s mostly just co-leading, and being a secretary. Lyla helps out a bunch, but sometimes, a sassy AI can only do so much.
Jess informed you of a new intern she recruited. Apparently, he’s having his first day today, which means you’ll probably have to do a quick run-through of things with him later.
For now, it’s your fated duty to sit with Miguel at his desk so he doesn’t get all pouty later. He starts huffing and puffing when you aren’t near, takes it out on the kids sometimes.
Thanks to your suggestion, Miguel invested in a nice desk and swivel chair for the office, so now it looks more like an actual workspace instead of a maniac’s plot room. (either way, he his one lmao)
Since Lyla’s gone for the time being, you’re standing up on the office platform, tapping away at a multitude of screens. Miguel lays lazily in the office chair, swiveled up behind you to rub his face into your upper back, as well as run his hands along your tummy.
“Hun, you gotta let go. I needa tour the intern.” You mutter, closing in on an ID photo of the recruit.
“No.“
“Well, if I don’t do it, then who will?“ You ask.
“Jess.“
“She’s busy on her break. Pregnant women need breaks, you know.“
“Ugh. I don’t want you to leave.“ He whines. squeezing you tighter.
You start squirming out of his grip, pulling his pinky off of your stomach. Inching away, you push Miguel away by his head. Reluctantly, he starts letting you go, lazily running his hands onto the skin of your hips and lower thighs before letting go.
“I’ll see you in a bit, baby.“ You say, scuffing up his hair with your palm. Gracefully, you leap down from the platform, somersaulting onto the floor and skating out the exit. You hop over a few stray cardboard boxes.
Miguel watches you stroll away, and fixes his hair back into place.
Lyla magically appears, phasing in and out with a different sly look each time. She snickers, flickering all around Miguel’s head.
“Whipped.“
“Shut the fuck up.“
. . .
Miguel’s blood starts to boil as soon as you roll in with that stupid, bastard of an intern. He’s too close to you for comfort, so close to his arm nudging yours... Miguel’s teeth start to clench, his fangs close to drawing blood from his mouth. He’s paying too much attention to you, there’s a vibe he gets that he hates to his core.
Everything about him is aggravating; the blonde hair, the snarky smirk, all of it.
“...and this is Miguel’s office!“ You say, gesturing your hand to the majority of the area.
“Sweet, nice to meet the bossman.“
Bossman, his ass. Miguel would only ever let you call him bossman.
“Miguel! Come down!“ You yell, and his heart warms in his chest. He turns around from his standing form on the office platform, eyeing the intern in order to scare him a bit.
“Hey, what’s up man! Glad to finally meet the man behind the slaughter!“ The intern exclaims, his hands rested on his hips.
Miguel fights every urge to both roll his eyes and tackle the recruit, keeping a somewhat straight face on. He chuckles a little, not a single trace of a smile on his face.
“Heh, yeah? Excited to meet the bossman?“ Miguel taunts, but it looks like the intern can’t tell he is.
“Heck yeah dude! Where do I start?“
Miguel starts nodding a little, plastering on a face smile, chuckling a bit...
Before he throws the entire office chair at the recruit. Not to hit you, though. He’d never, ever hit you.
Instantly, the intern turns away, shielding his body with his hands. In the nick of time, though, you latch your webbing onto the chair, slinging it away to side before it could harm anyone. You cross your arms.
“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry about tha- MIGUEL!“ You scream.
And he throws a literal file cabinet at the man. Again, you latch it out of way without problem.
“What th'heck, man?! What’s your fuckin’ problem?!“ The intern yells, spreading his arms out.
“My fuckin’ problem is you nagging my wife!“ He roars.
“Wait a sec- she’s your wife?“
Miguel then leaps down from the platform, chin held up high in a sinister glare. Slowly, he steps over towards the both of you, fixing his eyes on the intern the entire time.
Miguel’s tall, really tall compared to the newbie. He pokes his finger to the recruit, leaning in real close.
“Stay at least 5 feet away from my wife at all times.“ Miguel utters, and you kinda feel bad for the new guy.
You cross your arms. “C’mon, Miguel. He’s literally new, take it easy on him!” You say back, and Miguel pouts, whines. Possessively, he reaches over to you, pulling in you in by the hip to try to soothe you. It doesn’t work, and you present yourself from giving into his needy touches.
And then, you turn around back to the newbie. “Gosh, I’m so sorry about that! He’s usually not like this-”
“Man, fuck this.“ The intern exclaims, taking a few steps back in agitation. “Take me back home, I ain’t dealin’ with this shit!“
He storms off, kicking a stray cardboard box on the way out.
“Aw, crap.“
“Finally.“
You swerve back around, hands on your hips. “Miguel, that was uncalled for.”
“Yes it was! He was smothering all over you!“ He yells, throwing his hands up in the air like it was the most obvious thing ever.
“Well, now thanks to you, we lost a recruit.“
“One of literally thousands!“
“And now, there’s papers everywhere on the floor!“
“Shhh, honey, I’ll clean it up later.“
Ignoring your frown, Miguel finally pulls you into him, pressing your lower back into his own with a nose into your hair.
“I saw the way he put his arm around you. He was flirting with you too. Hated it.“ Miguel utters.
“When?“ You ask.
“On the surveillance.“ He says, and you sigh. He’s right, the guy was flirting with you for a bit, but you chose to ignore it so you could get over with the tour faster.
“Eh, he gave me the heebie jeebies from the beginning.“ You say, and Miguel automatically squeezes you tighter into him, a deep grumble bellowing from his inner throat.
“I’m never letting you tour anyone ever again.“ Miguel admits.
“After that? Go ahead.“ You scoff, and finally, he sighs in relief.
He tries drags you back to the office platform again, but then forgets that he threw the chair, grumbling in regret. Instead, he just hovers behind you for the rest of the day, occasionally pressing a smooch to your head.
#miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara x you#miguel o'hara x y/n#atsv miguel#atsv x reader#atsv lyla#atsv#across the spiderverse#across the spiderverse x reader#fluff#romance#x reader#reader insert#lyla#spiderman#cosmosis-writes ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎
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Ong your Alastor showing you off to Vox one was so😍😍🤤🤤
Can you make do an enemies to lovers? Like how maybe Alastor’s been possessive of you and he hates how much he likes you, and one day your dressed in something scandalous (maybe Angel helps pick it out) and Alastor can’t take it anymore. Much degradation on the side pleeeeeease🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
a/n: degradation is my specialty 🩷 requests open!
tags: 18+ smut nsfw, slight coercion, degradation, choking
words: 1k~
ever since alastor met you, he struggled to understand you. rather, he struggled to understand what you did to him. you wore down the walls he so carefully built and did it effortlessly and it drove him mad. your smile, your voice, the genuine care you showed for him and everyone in the hotel.
you took up his every thought and he hated it. he hated that he couldn't stay away either. he just couldn't trust anyone else to protect you. he wants you more than he'd ever admit, and while everyone told him that you felt something for him, he chose to ignore it. but when he sees what you've decided to wear tonight, he nearly has a heart attack.
"what on earth are you wearing?" alastor speaks, cocking a brow when he sees you walking out of the hotel with angel. you smile shyly, out of your element in the flashy and revealing outfit angel styled you in. "oh this? yeah, i know." you laugh, covering your chest with your arms. it does nothing but push your tits further together, threatening to bust out of the barely there top.
"its a little much, don't you think?" alastor's eye twitches as he tries to suppress his anger. how dare angel dress you like this! "you don't like it." you frown, looking down at your outfit. he sighs, rubbing his temple. "it's not that..." he speaks before shooting a look at angel that would have burnt him to a crisp if possible. "i uhh.. i'll let you two talk." angel quickly scurries away, blowing you a kiss as he does so.
alastor's blood was boiling at this point. "do you understand the attention wearing this would earn you? is that what you want?" he's tugging you into the shadows with him before you're brought to his broadcast tower. "alastor what is going on?" your frown deepens when he bumps into his desk.
his final straw is watching you bend down to pick up the papers that fell, your entire ass on display as your skirt falls forward. he's behind you in a flash, one hand pressing your face into the wood of his desk while the other pins your arm behind you. all you can do is gasp for air and wiggle under his grasp but its no use. "now deary, you must be doing this on purpose." he growls, trying his best not to be too rough but he's having a hard time holding back. "a-al don't-" "keep your mouth shut." his harsh words make you shudder. "if you so desire to dress like a whore, you'll be treated like a whore."
alastor releases your arm, causing your eyes to widen when you figure out what he's doing instead of holding you. his clawed finger tears straight through your panties in a single stroke, exposing your pussy to him. "w-wait alastor, it's not what you think." you gasp out, but he's already sliding a finger through your folds. "what's that? are you saying that your cunt isn't basically begging to be used right now , hm? that you don't want to be fucked over my desk right now? because that's what that outfit was telling me. and now your pussy is telling me the same thing, darling."
he's slowly pumping a finger in and out of your now soaking cunt, the sound of your wetness filling the otherwise quiet room. "you'd let me, wouldn't you?" the second finger has you moaning into his desk, and against your better judgement, you nod your head as much as you can while being held down. "yes, i-i wanted you to see me." your eyes sting with tears as embarrassment fills you. god yes, you wanted alastor to see you in such a skimpy outfit. but you didn't expect him to lose it on you like this.
and still, every harsh word has you dripping and approaching orgasm faster than you could have expected. "now there's a good girl." alastor coos, a sense of pride filling him, rather, filling his aching cock. he hopes to never forget the sight in front of him, the way your skirt still hangs around your hips, your panties torn in two just enough that he can see your pretty pink pussy peaking between the slit he ripped.
"all you had to do is be honest, you didn't have to have angel dress you like a little sex doll just to get my attention. you shouldn't dare dress like that for anyone but me, do you hear that, sweetheart? i don't want to have to leash you as well, but i have no issue doing so if you can't behave." he ends his sentence by finally pushing his cock passed your puffy lips.
your eyes roll into the back of your head, fire scorching through your body as alastor plows his cock in and out of you. "a-al fuck, too big." you whine, bracing your hands on the desk with every thrust. alastor snickers behind you, only pulling out to flip your body around. being able to look up at him only makes this worse. the sinister smile on his face, his hooded, dark eyes. his clawed hand wraps around your neck, squeezing just enough to make you gasp for air. "don't you worry your pretty little head about that, darling. you can take it." he grunts when you clench around him.
alastor's pulling out just in time to paint your thighs and stomach with thick ropes of his seed. you whimper as you feel it splashing on your skin, covering you and your clothes. you feel dirty and used, and my god do you want this to happen again. alastor catches his breath before planting a kiss to your forehead.
"are you going to cum already? with my hand around your throat?" he would laugh, but it's possibly the hottest he's ever seen you. your eyes glassed over with tears, you nod. "'m s-so close, al." you pant, barely making the words out before waves of pleasure crash into you and you're cumming hard on his cock. your vision goes black, choked moans escaping as alastor fucks your sensitive pussy.
"the next time i catch you wearing something like that, i won't hesitate to make an example out of you." his words lack the same bite from earlier, but you still shudder at his implications. he turns to grab something to clean you up with but stops dead in his tracks when you speak.
"y-yes sir..." you whisper.
#hazbin hotel#alastor x reader#alastor x reader smut#alastor smut#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin alastor smut#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel smut#hazbin hotel x reader#alastor x you#alastor x you smut#hazbin hotel imagines#alastor hazbin hotel#alastor hazbin hotel smut#hazbin alastor x reader#alastor imagines
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IMPORTANT FINAL EDIT: THE PARTNERSHIP AND UPDATE PLANNED WITH IT HAVE BEEN INDEFINITELY SUSPENDED. i might delete this post within the next few days i'm still not 100% sure if i should or not especially since the information on it about ludeo is still relevant. however rain world has halted working with them and the update planned to implement the feature is not going ahead. thanks to everyone who spoke up and helped getting this out there and to the attention of the developers and akupara
i haven't seen this up until this morning and not all that many people within the rain world community seem to be talking about it but
it's come to my attention that rain world has recently partnered with a company known as ludeo for the game's newest update. this was tucked away in the replies of their rain world art month post
ludeo is an israeli company run by two brothers based in tel-aviv. this is incredibly disappointing and fucked up to be doing during the on-going genocide israel is committing in palestine and the surrounding regions and i quite frankly do not care if it turns out this was just down to "poor research" and was an "accident": you can quite literally look up the two founders' names on linkedin and find out where they are based in under a minute. there are no excuses for this
another point of note about ludeo that i find upsetting is that a lot if not all of the images used on the company's site to advertise this product are 99.9% guaranteed to be ai-generated
while this is absolutely not the main issue at hand here as promoting your partnership with this company at this time is already fucked up enough to begin with, going and hiding this post within the replies of another promoting your art month event to the artists within this community is so astoundingly ironic and ignorant
i am not trying to suggest that there are alterior motives behind putting this post in the replies of another about a community event rather than making an entirely new and separate one dedicated exclusively to information about this update, but i do find it strange. i woke up to finding out about this and was absolutely livid, and while what's done is already done, i am hoping whoever was responsible for this knows how fucked it is to be promoting this company at this time, or just in general. i am not trying to start a witch hunt or start shit for the sake of starting shit, but i think this needs to be addressed and spoken about, as money towards israel is money towards more bloodshed and violence in palestine. this shit makes my blood fucking boil
edit: i feel like i should also put this here if this wasn't already terrible enough
please continue sharing support for palestine. links below are sites and donation links that go directly towards supporting palestinian people in need
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she got a tattoo right by her bikini that say “eat me!” | ft. Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru
warnings: smut, threesome, face- fucking, oral sex, size kink, voyeurisum, jealousy issues, breeding kink, dom!pervy!gojo, sub!bratty!reader, dom!pervy!geto, cum eating.
Gojo and Geto were your college dorm roommates who loved tag teaming on you since the day you got there, always making fun of you by hiding stuff under the couch, already, so you would bend over with your ass up, giving them a perfect view of your pink lace panties.
“Not funny guys, I need these bottles for my skincare…” you said, already pissed off after having to find them under the couch. You would be on all fours—your hand trying to reach for mini bottles under the couch— both hovering over you, watching you fall for their trap.
They loved making fun of your height, you were always the monkey in the middle when they would throw around your lingerie. “Give it back already, guys!” you plead, running back and forth in-between them. All they did was laugh at you, teasing you. “You gonna show this off to your new boyfriend?”
When they would bring over girls, they always made sure you can hear every single sound they would make, the feminine moans slipping out of her mouth made your blood boil a little bit. Why were they being so loud, god?
The mornings after never phased you anymore, getting so used to different girls coming over. “Sleep good, sweetheart?” Gojo asks, coming up from behind you while grabbing a cup from the cabinet in front of you both, making you slightly feel his bulge.
“No, could you please a little quiet..next time?” You say, moaning at the feeling from his now hard member in his pants, ready to be let out and inside you already. “What was that?” Geto interrupts you both, you look over your other shoulder, seeing him lean against the counter with a mug in his hand.
“Yeah, ‘seemed like you were having trouble there.” Gojo laughs out and smiles, towering over you when you turn around. “I wouldn’t have had any trouble if you weren’t trying to get off with my ass..” you clap back, making them look at each other then back to you.
“Don’t be talking to me like that, princess. I get that your a little mad but-”
“You can’t keep being these girls over and expect for me to be okay, I live here too!” You explain, frustration taking over. He puts his hands out to try and reason things out but your pull away, “don’t fucking touch me, Satoru!”
“Get on your knees.” Gojo says while slipping his cock out of his briefs while maintaining eye contact.
“W-what?! I’m not gonna do whatever you ask your other hoes to-” you get cut off while he roughly pushes you onto your knees and shoved his cock inside your mouth, “You wanna talk now, mmhm?” He laughs out, watching tears slip out of your eyes and chin covered with his pre-cum.
“Too big for you, baby?” He told you, watching you take him all in your mouth, “pretty little slut with a big mouth..”
You feel his hips stuttering, feeling ropes of his white seed pop into your mouth while the rest falls off onto your breast. You get up and walk towards Geto, who already has his own already out, pumping his fist.
You lean your hands against the counter, wiggling your ass as a hint for him to invite himself inside, making him give you a smile.
He starts off slow, eventually ramming his dick inside after the first few thrust—making you let out a loud moan—quickly covering your mouth with his two hands while he keeps going, you arch your back so he can get a deeper angle inside you.
“Does that feel good enough for you to shut up?” Geto questions, removing one of his hands from your face to lift your leg to reach your g-spot. You nod your head and look over to Gojo, who was smiling the entire time.
“So much attitude just to be thrown out once we give attention, such a jealous baby…” He says while watching you fuck yourself onto Geto. You couldn’t hold it any longer, “s-shit! I’m gonna come!”
“Let go for me, baby…” he whispers into your ear while putting some of your hair that got in the way being your ear, rocking his hips deeper into you. You feel a tight knot on your stomach, melting into his touch and pulling him in for a kiss.
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I FUCKING HATE THAT OLD MAN
#HES SO FUCKING RELIGIOUS AND EVERY TIME HE SAYS SOMETHING TO ME MY BLOOD BOILS#WHAT IS THE POINT IN CHECKING OUR WORK IN CLASS IF WE JUST HAD TO UPLOAD IT?#NOW IM STUCK WITH A FUCKING 61 PERCENT. ALL BECAUSE OF THE FACT THAT WE HAVENT HAD A FUCKING TEACHER#ENTIRE FIRST TERM WE DIDNT HAVE A TEACHER.#IM GOING TO FUCKING CRY I HATE TERM 2#finn.txt
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