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merakiui · 8 months
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Azul who's so self conscious about his mer form so you decide to do something about it. Just you walking to Mostro Lounge in an octopus costume lol
Either wearing a octomer costume or something like this: https://www.partiescostume.com/octopus-costumes.htm 😭
LOL he bans you from the lounge so swiftly that you have to wonder what he's thinking. T_T the minute he lays eyes on you, the words just come rushing out: "Jade, Floyd. Please escort the prefect out." and you're desperately trying to plead your case while the twins are dragging you away. Floyd's howling with laughter and Jade's doing his best to conceal his own amused chuckles. You always know how to get Azul so worked up and it's the funniest thing every time. He just gets so huffy and red-faced and flustered, struggling to keep his composure in front of so many eyes; it's really too fun to see. orz
The ban only lasts for the day, but just before closing the twins let you back in and they tell Azul there's one last customer who wants him to serve them. Azul can sense there's something not quite right, and he's not surprised in the slightest when he sees you sitting in the booth (now without the silly octopus costume and back in your uniform). Maybe you offer to help him get more confident in his mer form. If it means you'll stop tormenting the lounge in your silly outfits, it's a deal he's highly considering.
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eyeslikethorns · 7 months
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@twincovesgame
...can I just... have all of them?
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t4toro · 11 months
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zq tumblr u guys don’t talk about this a lot, so let’s talk about this
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the-nth-room · 1 month
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Room #0
"This boredom is killing me." I said to myself under my breath.
For hours, I had been writing documents for work, and I hit a mental road block. I didn't know how to express an idea. I was just sitting there in the rolling chair, staring at the ceiling of my room. No matter what I thought of, it would just lead me back to the start, and I would be left with nothing. I was completely out of ideas at that point. In frustration, I breathed in slowly with anticipation, and exhaled quickly, huffing. "Nothing..." followed by the thought of "WTF!", as I sat up to look at my screen again. I looked around my desk. At the partially filled bottles of water, the plate from last night's dinner, and then the ashtray filled to the brim with crinkled cigarette butts. I gently shook my head, as existential dread was scratching at me from deep, and I thought to myself, "what am even doing?"
I slouched back into the chair, extending and spreading my legs out. "I might as well take a break." I needed a moment to simply decompress, and try to let go of the fact I was going nowhere currently. My life was passing me by, and I was there facing another minor inconvenience, reminding me how utterly useless it all is. Work, work, work, then eat and sleep. It's all remedial and routine.
I sat up again then stood from the chair in one swept movement, stretching my arms out above me. I groaned softly, moving my arms and torso around to relieve the tension in my body. Giving one last deep shake and exhale, I shook my arms out, and turned away from the desk, making my way over to the door.
"Ok – He we go..." I grasped the doorknob without thinking much of it, turning it clockwise as usual.
I pulled the door towards me, and light spilled out from the other side. I was instantly confused and stopped abruptly, leaving the door ajar. "What is this?" I thought to myself, staring at the beam of light on the floor. I looked back up at the door and continued to open it very cautiously. Slowly, more light seeped into my room, until the shape of the door fully open casted itself down. What I was looking at was something complete unknown to me, and it filled me indescribable emotions and thoughts of terror.
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an-architect-of-words · 3 months
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Josh and Sam’s Chemistry
I’m of the opinion that, even though they have less screen time together than UD’s established couples and aren’t explicitly romantic, Josh and Sam have better chemistry than most of the other Until Dawn couples. And I’m not playing here. I felt this in my bones, and I am now PREPARED to defend it with paragraphs upon paragraphs analyzing this game’s character writing.
Someone on Reddit tried to make fun of me for this opinion by saying Josh/Sam barely have any interaction. But what was not considered here is that I’m a petty bitch and am COUNTING THE LINES IN THE TRANSCRIPT NOW. Anyway, I’m more than half through the game, and currently Sam and Josh are both in each other’s TOP TWO for dialogue shared. Chris is there fighting for both their attention like mad though 😂. It’s very close so far. Like cooooome on, I’m not arguing that we have any canonical proof Josh and Sam are romantic. We don’t. But to say they don’t have very memorable interaction with each other….? Stuff and NONSENSE.
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cis-chan · 1 month
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Do any of y'all watch Rotten Mango/ Stephanie Soo? She is so fucking dramatic and disingenuous it drives me crazy. Making horrible crimes into a fun quirky video. I don't even know how to verbalize what about it pisses me off but it's like she doesn't give a single fuck about what she's talking about, she just wants to make it as dramatic and juicy as possible to get more views it makes me sick.
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fantasmagorico · 1 year
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unfinished duet, richard siken
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stormyoceans · 1 year
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are y'all so ridiculously in love with someone that when they repeat a line from a confession scene in a movie to you you keep it in mind for more than two years just so you can use it to confess to them for like. the third time or are you normal
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rabbitindisguise · 8 months
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I'm at the point of the fic where I've written out all of my good ideas except there's still plot to go, so now I have to come up with more ideas I guess. When will it end?? When will I know peace OTL I'm at 10k. This is going to be what. 20k? 25k? If I'm trudging through this at 50k I'm claiming this as a nano project because I deserve it
But it gets worse though: I need to edit it and fact check it with canon, which I ideally I'd try to do without getting emotional about all the early episodes (literally impossible)
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haleigh-sloth · 2 years
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Honestly don’t feel Deku Is going Beserk that a too obvious direction sadness yes anyone will be sad and he probably get a sense something bad just happen but I feel we are missing a flashback cause I think hori has a very specific vision of how he wants to handle shigAFO with all 5 i didn’t expect allmight and Deku was never going to waver he was so sure had chapter 305 never happen then yes but now there something we are missing
I’m sure we’re missing something yeah
And I’m not even convinced Midoriya will get there before Bakugo wakes up
The story is obviously keeping him and Shigaraki apart for a reason, and I’m not convinced original body AFO won’t find Midoriya first and mess with him before he can get to Shigaraki.
Not because I think AFO will be defeated before Shigaraki, because he definitely will not. But because Midoriya and AFO have had very little interaction, and that fact combined with the recent jump cover featuring the two of them is pretty foretelling that they WILL.
And I think that will/should happen before Midoriya sees the state Shigaraki is in.
And to top that off, Bakugo isn’t dead. He’s not staying dead, for fucks sake. And I don’t expect him to stay in that state for too long, because then if the story wants to maintain a LITTLE bit of physical human anatomy logic (which it does), then Bakugo really would die. So I expect him to pop back up pretty quick. If he doesn’t and this is dragged out beyond reason, well, I’ll be here complaining lol.
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rsmrymnt-tea · 2 years
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I hope you feel better soon :( Little Solomon is right, and you are loved ♥
aww noelle i swear you’re so so so sweet ;w; i’ll come out of this funk soon, my mood always tends to dip drastically after something good happens >.< shaking my fist at my brain sigh but it will pass!
I hope your days have been going well tho? :0 saw that lots have been happening on your end!
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stingmagazine · 26 days
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The Threat of Digital Sexual Slavery: Nth rooms
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the-nth-room · 1 month
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I still hate marketing
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yongseungkim · 2 months
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#trying to get slightly mentally healthier has turned my life into disarray#its definitely not easy on my own so maybe i should give therapy a try again#but its been hard to find one that clicks like idk#cuz ive been thinking ltos of thoughts id ont know what to do with#and i feel bad for my closest friends bc i talk about the same things all the time#at least with a therapist i wouldnt feel as bad to talk about this same girl for the nth time lol#things are just so confusing#finally moved in with her and like#the worst part in me is like wow this is so disappointingly platonic LKSJDLFK#god to a friend whos been nothing but nice to me and has graciously offered her place and her bed#but idk what i subconsciously expected#i kinda wanna do things w her when shes home and like#yeah ive talked to her about this bc theres so many feelings involved#bc im used to visitng her place for more social things right and we did talk and talk a lot when i came over#but now that we're living together its not the same like everyone has their own wind down routine and stuff#and like while i might wanna talk w her and do things w her that feels so incredibly selfish of me :((((((((((((((((#its so weird to room with a friend bc of that lol i havent had roommates ive considered friends#so i was more than okay with like locking myself up in my room but like w her i just wanna talk#and i think what was subconsciously eating at me too was just comparing myself w how she acts w other ppl which is the root to all sadness#*ik but like ahhh idk
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sttoru · 2 days
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⠀ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. your boyfriend buys you a pretty golden necklace with his initials, not knowing it will only intensify the urge to claim you as his own in every way.
tags. older bf!gojo satoru x female reader. smut, pwp. age gap (reader early 20’s, gojo early 30’s). possessive. talks of marriage. unprotected. breēding kink; crēampies. jealousy. pregnancy kink? reader gets called ‘baby, sweetheart, mama’ not proofread; excuse the grammar. wc: 1.7k
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“look at that, baby,” satoru coos as he watches the golden necklace bounce around your collarbone with each wet thrust. it’s a 24k pure gold necklace he purchased just today, with his initials on it.
something inside him stirred the moment he put it on you. satoru couln’t help himself from pinning you to the couch and claiming you as his own for the nth time. it doesn’t matter how many times he fucks you; it’s never enough.
the letters ‘sg’ are shimmering under the light of the living room. the older man is grinning from ear to ear, nearly cumming from the sight of you wearing that necklace alone. it’s a sign of possession to him. you’re his—you’re only his. he’s the only one who can touch you like this.
“shit, ‘t makes me wanna put a ring on it,” satoru hisses, one of his hands pressing down on your lower tummy. you gasp and clutch at his broad back, nails digging into his flesh quite painfully. “i think i’d engrave my initials on the inside of the ring too, what do ya think?”
each word is punctuated with a thrust. his hips are non-stop ramming into yours, claiming even the deepest spots of your body beneath him. he leans down to trail kisses down your sensitive neck, eliciting a couple whines from your lips.
“d’y wanna get married, sweetheart?” the sudden proposal takes you off guard. you can’t believe satoru would ask such a thing while being balls deep inside you. you’re blabbering nonsense, your voice muffled due to the saliva building up in your mouth.
“m— married? babe, are you ser-” your question is left unanswered as your boyfriend kisses your plump lips. he switches to a slow and gentle pace, grinding into your needy cunt until it leaves you shaking. his fingers play with the golden jewelry around your neck.
a necklace will do. as long as you’ll wear that accessory from this day forward, he’ll be satisfied. the urge to make you his forever partner could be satiated. for now, that is. he knows you still have a bright future ahead of you, like getting your degree and first ever proper job.
“let’s have you finish university first, yeah?” satoru smiles down at you after detaching his lips from yours. he watches the string of saliva hang between your mouths, giving a short hum once it snaps. his big hand slithers down to cup your breast and knead it, kissing your nipple whilst holding eye contact, “i can wait for you.”
satoru sighs as he rolls his tongue around your hardened nipple. he’s drooling over your breasts, a drunken glint in his eyes. he’s so obsessed with you to the point that he’d marry you right now if he could. that proposal wasn’t a joke—but he figured that it also wasn’t the smartest.
he’ll give you a proper and serious proposal one day. though, now you know for sure that he’s gotten into this relationship with the thought of actually marrying you.
“but i also—fuck—can’t wait,” satoru whines, feeling your walls clamp down on his thick cock. his dick is pulsing with need, exploring your squishy insides while his balls prepare to release all semen stored right into your fertile womb. even if you may take a pill to get rid of any unwanted consequences, the thought of seeing your tummy swell with his child is making the older man go insane.
satoru buries his face between your breasts and breathes heavily against your sweaty skin. his hips move with renewed vigour, his energy never depleting when it comes to pleasuring you, “wanna make you my wife ‘n breed this pretty pussy.”
you moan repeatedly, unable to stop yourself. especially after satoru frantically spews such lewd words. he’s getting lost in your cunt and the way it’s swallowing him in—into your pretty pussy that he owns. his pussy.
“wanna be your wife so bad, ‘toru,” you hiccup, nearly crying from the intense pleasure. you’d love to be satoru’s wife. he already treats you so well while you’re his girlfriend, you can’t imagine how much better it’s going to get once you’re officially his. your stomach fills with butterflies at the thought of being able to call him your husband.
the white-haired man chuckles. his blue eyes stare down at you with nothing but love, “yeah? mh, i’ll treat you so well every single day. g’nna come home to you ‘n give you some proper loving.”
satoru can already imagine it. coming home to you after a long day of work, needing a quick release. seeing you greet him at the door will send him into a frenzy. especially if you’re wearing an apron—he’s a sucker for domestic stuff.
you, his wife, taking care of him after a rough day at work. . . it’s a dream come true. he’ll spoil you with materialistic gifts and his unending love so you’ll live a happy life.
oh, don’t get him started on kids. satoru ruts into you like his life depends on it, the hypnotising rhythm of your boobs jiggling in circles is making him drool. having a little family with you is his end goal. you’ll be such a good mother and he’ll be such an amazing dad; a perfect combination.
satoru can already picture the amount of times he’ll dump his cum inside of you, without any restrictions. without you taking a pill or him wrapping a condom around his dick. his libido is going to be at an all time high when the time comes.
even if satoru ages a bit, he’s sure that he’s going to be able to have sex with you non stop. you get him hard without fail every single time. you’re his everything—the apple of his eyes.
your lover nearly chokes on his own saliva. he pushes his cock in to the base, burying it as deep as possible. your fingers curl around the pillow you’re holding for support, your eyes rolling back. his pink tip hit the right spot. that sweet spot that makes you cum without fail.
satoru bites his bottom lip. the way he’s looking at you, with a possessive kind of love and lust, is simply too much. his oceanic eyes are glimmering with need. erotic images flash through his mind of him impregnating you, “going to put a baby into you as soon as you’re ready.”
your tummy fills with butterflies. the way he’s talking to you like you’re already a married couple is making your pussy even wetter than it already is. it’s like it’s begging satoru to give it to you already—to make it store all his cum.
his eyes roll back as he leans his forehead against your shoulder. he has to hold himself back from cumming too soon. he wants to cherish every second spent inside of your warm body. satoru attaches his lips to your breasts again, “mhhh, y’re gonna look so beautiful pregnant, mama. those tits of y’rs. . .”
his voice is barely audible because he’s busy sucking on your nipples. your boyfriend is imagining the pair growing with each semester, filling out perfectly to store milk for the baby.
satoru cannot wait to be the reason why your body will change so much. you’ll be even prettier than you already are, that he can tell already. he’s going to give you gifts every day, to thank you for carrying his child. he’s going to spoil you rotten because you deserve it and so much more.
he can’t wait for the married life with you. many men dread that life, but that’s not the case with satoru. every day of his married life will be spent with his wife—you—and the honeymoon phase will never end. ever.
satoru’s cock is twitching and begging for the much needed release. he pounds you into the couch until you’re screaming in pleasure, feeling him so deep inside you. he’s so big, he’s stretching you out so well to the point of no return. the older man grins at the sight of your already fucked out face, “cunt ‘s gonna be so swollen because of how much i’ll pleasure her—paint her all white with my cum.”
satoru’s nasty words are causing unspeakable things to your body. you’re on the brink of reaching that euphoric state. the dirty talk is too much to handle at this point. your limbs are tingling and your cunt is aching to be stuffed full of his hot semen.
“s-satoru, don’t say such stuff,” you comment in a shaky breath. your head is spinning and your hands desperately reach out to hold onto his shoulders, squeezing the skin. your hips are bucking up lightly, your clit bumping against satoru’s pelvic area with each thrust, “i’m gonna cum if you keep saying that.”
your lover’s grin widens even more. he knows you enjoy it when he whispers such dirty stuff in your ear. that’s mainly the reason why he does it. he’s talked you through multiple orgasms before—it’s quite easy to do so with his husky voice and manly touch.
“that’s fine, baby,” satoru coos and leaves one last, sloppy kiss on your nipple before leaning in to attach his lips to yours. his tongue swirls around yours as you share your spit, the mixture trickling down your chins.
his hips don’t stop. he positions his lower body in an angle that gets you screaming for mercy, which he won’t do. he craves to ruin you on his cock, to see you melt with pleasure underneath him.
“make a mess on my dick while i make a mess inside of you,” satoru encourages you which seals the deal. your body shakes as you feel the waves of pleasure run through your system. you can feel hot ropes of cum nestle deep inside of your cunt. your boyfriend shudders at the sensation and helps you ride your climax out.
he pushes in and back out a few times, lazily, his finger finding your clit to rub until you’ve calmed down. “good girl. y’ took all of it, hm? lovely,” satoru nearly collapses on top of you after the energy leaves his body, careful not to crush you underneath his weight.
he doesn’t bother to pull out. he keeps his cum plugged into you—relishing the moment of ecstasy. even if he can’t fully breed you now, he’ll wait until the day he can.
“i love you, wifey,” satoru kisses your temple, tiredly giggling at the nickname he gave you. in his mind, you are already his one and only woman.
his wife and partner for life.
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nyttedryst · 2 months
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You had one job.
It's to deliver Kento's lunch without being seen by him or talk with him since your ass thinks it's much convenient rather than arguing again. After all you turn silent whenever in front of a confrontation which Kento would always do like the mature man he is.
You had one job.
Literary one job, so why are you on his office's couch writhing with his head in between your thighs and a couple of bullet vibrators he managed to tape on your sensitive nipples
"still not gonna talk ha? Stubborn brat."
He muffled, sloppily sucking onto your clit that makes your back arched and your hips bucking up to his face practically humping his tongue. You huffed throwing your head back as you bit onto your fingers when he paused in the middle of you being on the edge. Completely denying you of your climax for the nth time, your cunt desperately clenching around nothing.
Kento is not the type of man to be physically affectionate in public, that's just not him but apparently he's the type to secretly fuck you on his office in the middle of the day the moment he saw how one of his employee eyed you down with that sundress.
"Nami- wait- Can't-" you can barely form coherent words when a knock on the door interrupted. Loud squelching remaining echoing through the room.
"oh so now you wanna talk? Too late doll. Come in." You push the edge of your sundress down, covering his head which causes him to chuckle. His hand sneakily grabs another bullet vibrator which he entered in your soaked walls. Your mind although fogged up from the ecstasy managed to glance as the door opened, his secretary shock and flustered immediately turn back.
"I said come in." With hesitation, his secretary entered, their gaze avoiding yours. Kento keeps his pace on your clit, together with the vibrations of the toys attached to you bringing you to pure ecstasy. You're crying, whimpering as you grip his hair pulling it which he didn't really care about, you just taste so divine..so addictive to think this is all his.
"sir- I uhh have gathered the papers that need your signature..I..have also contacted Mr. Yue from the.. Acnoba company and they agreed on testing and improving our new product with their help they wish to have a meeting with you tomorrow should I add it to your schedule?" His secretary's words blurred in with your noises, he so professionally pulled away keeping his thumb on your clit. His gaze never wavered from your poor quivering body, hungrily taking in the sight that intoxicates his mind.
"leave the papers on my desk, add the meeting with Mr. Yue to my schedule. Inform them that I am looking forward to collaborating with Acnoba and exploring the possibilities of improving our new product-" His words got cut off as you let out a whine when he swiftly took out the bullet vibrator from your cunt to your clit. His digits replace the toy relishing in on how you deliciously spasm around it relentlessly hitting that spot that makes your eyes roll back.
"also prepare the contract for the collaboration of the- oh." He turned silent as you arched your back hiding your face as you squirt all over him. From his fingers to his face... A second of silence passed, his secretary not being able to handle the situation excuse themselves.
"mmm, bad move doll."
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