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carnivorousyandeere · 5 months

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Group of 12 Zodiac being placed in a chastity cage or as a cock ring and being constantly teased by their darling. Who would last longer?

Zodiac Yans and Chastity

( MDNI, No Age in Bio DNI )

CW: chastity kink, bondage gear, orgasm denial, mentions of overstimulation, anal, teasing, crying, dehumanization, sadomasochism, bratting, fighting/combat kink, exhibitionism

Pffft sorry for taking so long to answer this, went a little more in depth than was… probably necessary... Anyway, thank you for the delightful question, and TL:DR; the one who would last the longest is, surprisingly, Chandler the Libra 🤭

Kosuke (Aries): “You’re out of your fuckin’ mind if you think I’m gonna wear that.” You’d literally have to beat them in a fight to put a chastity cage/belt on them, and even then they’d be so testy about it… you might as well add a muzzle and a shock collar if you want them to be anywhere near obedient. I suppose they’d last at least a few weeks in the cage, though, if only because their pride prevents them from begging to be released. A simple removable cock ring would be fun, though. They’d probably see that as a challenge for their endurance, seeing how many times they can make you cum on their cock before needing to take the ring off…

Olive (Taurus): Olive is honestly a little offended by the idea. They’re a hedonist, convinced that quality and quantity can and must coexist— and plentiful soothing orgasms are no exception. How could you ask them to forsake their lazy afternoon masturbation sessions on their days off? “Although…” their eyes twinkle with mischief where they peek up at you through their lashes, “maybe it would be rather cute to see you in one…” The use of the word “chastity” in reference to themself also offends and amuses them— are you implying you think they’d ever be unfaithful to you? Who do you think they are? Might try it just the once for your sake, but doesn’t enjoy it.

Tomi (Gemini): the first out of the bunch to truly enjoy being locked up… Tomi loves being unable to touch themself or get off while pleasuring you with that annoyingly clever tongue of theirs. Loves your teasing and dirty talk, your sly touches. Their pride actually ‘breaks’ pretty fast and they’ll beg you to unlock them— but the truth is they want you to tell them “no.” Tomi could last for at least a month, enjoying every bittersweet moment of blissful torture. They love being rewarded with a chance to pleasure you, even at their own expense. They love the discomfort they get from being turned on and unable to do anything about it.

Jules (Cancer): Jules shivers at the thought, pleasant tingles racing up and down their spine. Maybe for you, it’s purely kink— maybe it’s not. But to them, it’s a clear declaration of love, devotion, care, possession. You want them to be yours and only yours, unable to share their body with anyone else… not that they’d want to, but still. They have this idea that you’re going to be so kind and gentle with them, that you’ll care for them when they can’t take care of themself. They imagine a romantic scenario with candles and rose petals as you click the lock shut… and so they’re wholly unprepared if you’re unceremonious about it. If you tease them so cruelly and deny them for long periods of time. They look so pretty when they cry, it’s difficult not to tease them… but ultimately, they’d hit their limit at about two weeks.

Jett (Leo): “Huh?!” Jett flushes a deep red underneath their winter spray tan. Just ‘cause they like to make you jealous by dancing with other people at the club doesn’t mean they’d actually sleep with anyone else! Surely you’re not serious? The idea sounds kinda hot, but only for a day or two— it’s not so much a physical limit as a mental one. They could go for longer without getting off in normal circumstances, but knowing they don’t have the freedom to choose when they get off would really get under their skin. Most likely to use an emergency key for non-emergencies or steal your key to unlock themself.

Zuri (Virgo): they’re really more interested in you wearing one… the spells they’ve set up should alert them if you so much as think of cheating, but a physical barrier certainly wouldn’t hurt… Ironically, it would take a lot of begging and pleading on your end to convince Zuri to allow you to put them in a chastity cage/belt. You’d have to build up an immense amount of trust with them beforehand, too… difficult, but worth it. I think they’d find unexpected enjoyment in longer-term denial on one or both sides, even for months, but teasing them too much in that time is rather risky~! They’ll turn the tables back on you in a heartbeat.

Chandler (Libra): Chandler agrees breathlessly without a moment’s hesitation, cheeks dusted as pink as their hair. They’d do anything for you. And they’d be lying if they said the thought of having to wear a chastity belt/cage, and even a vaginal or butt plug during a photoshoot wasn’t incredibly exciting. Especially if it was really obvious, like a near-naked photo shoot… their fellow models, their clothing director, MUA, and manager, all biting their tongues out of fear of upsetting Chandler by pointing it out makes them squirm with mischievous glee. They’re yours, they’re yours, and they’re so proud of it. “Do you want me to wear a matching collar? Matching lingerie?” Chandler grabs your hand and rubs it against their cheek, looking up at you from their place on their knees reverently. It might be strange to say for an air sign, but Chandler could probably go for years… they’re the most likely to throw away their emergency key… 😬

Tasi (Scorpio): Tasi crosses their arms and raises an eyebrow. “No.” They aren’t gonna wear a chastity belt/cage no matter what you say or do. They might make you wear one, although they’re somewhat less interested in orgasm denial than they are forced/painful orgasms and overstimulation…

Blake (Sagittarius): they’re caught off guard by the idea, but intrigued. Blake usually takes the lead in their trysts, so letting you take control is an especially vulnerable venture for them. Poor Blake lives in discomfort from that moment on between their high libido and the rush of adrenaline and serotonin that renders them lightheaded every time they remember just what they’ve got on underneath their clothes. Blake gets a little shyer and more prone to blushing as they ease in to their submissive side more for you. It’s very cute to see their embarrassed expressions across their instagram when you take pictures of them after teasing them— not that their audience knows anything about the context~! Blake could honestly go for two months, maybe, but the whole time they’d be utterly insatiable when it comes to tasting and pleasuring you… but that’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?

Cypress (Capricorn): Cypress frowns, tapping their meticulously neat nails against the marble countertop between you and them. Their mind trails off to the vagaries of work. Biting their tongue when dealing with sensitive subordinates, placating investors, dealing with unexpected crises every other month… just as much lies outside their control as lies within it. They’re not willing to give up any of the control they have with you in the bedroom. Much less their access to their own body. But maybe they can negotiate with you a little, so you don’t feel rejected. “Is there anything else you would like to try?” They’d probably consent to trying out a cock ring, but they’d still be in control of when it comes off— not you.

Indigo (Aquarius): Indigo pops the gum bubble they’d been blowing. “Sure, why not?” They think it over some more, grin spreading across their face. “Can I get a glittery one? Or maybe one that glows in the dark?!” They get bored and tired of wearing it extremely quickly, and can really only handle a day or so in it, but they love having you lock them up before the two of you go out and about— especially to parties. And whatever color and style you pick, they love picking out other accessories that match it, like their underwear and jewelry. Another yan who’d enjoy mutual locking… although they still wouldn’t last long.

Minnow (Pisces): Minnow is practically drooling at the idea, especially if you emphasize the “chastity” aspect… sprinkle in some of their virginity kink, corruption kink, and blasphemy/religious imagery kink. Minnow wishes they could be your good little angel and wear the chastity belt/cage forever, but their tolerance is actually pretty low… they’ll be genuinely begging you for relief after only a few days, a week tops. They like it when you’re a little mean about it, too… teasing them, seducing them, making them beg for forgiveness when they cum after you unlock them. They’d cry so prettily if you teased them for days, weeks, as they wear the chastity device, only for you to tell them they’re still not allowed to touch themselves when you take it off again. Watch them struggle so hard to be good for you… and fail.

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mickycute · 7 months

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Ay no se pero me dio curiosidad :'3

@cvcpanimationuwu

Tu personaje fue re difícil en crearlo en cambio a mi Tomy lo hizo en la primera xD

Tomy a comparación de èl es un angelito UvU sus cuernitos no son tan avanzados como el otro :333

#version pixar

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wavesmp3 · 4 months

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Omg I think a media inspired mlist would be so fun!! And I’ll def add asteroid city to my list since I saw that it was on amazon prime as well ^^ I started Daisy Jones yesterday and OML BILLYY CAN GO TO HELL BUT IM SO GLAD THAT CAMILA STOOD UP FOR HERSELF EVEN THO BILLY DOESN’T DESERVE HER but like the current plot is making me look even more forward into seeing how ‘ode to you’ plays out! oh also if you have any book recs as well that would be amazing cause I’m trying to get back on that reading grind but the books that are popular/coming out these days aren’t really my style (or maybe I’m just not sure where to look TT) so if you’re an avid reader as well then I’d love a rec for those 😭💖 (also I wasn’t sure if I should’ve responded to your ask publicly or anything so I just sent you an ask back if that’s ok haha!) - floatingpluto :>

hi!! yes I actually just made one last night and it was so much fun to make and put together lol

I hope you like daisy Jones and the six!! And yes billy esp in the beginning is such an asshole. I think in the book he has a little bit more depth to the character that the show misses out on slightly but either way the things he put camilla through smh

as for book recs.. some of my all time favorite books are chemistry by weike wang, nothing to see here by kevin wilson, I’ll give you the sun by jandy nelson (YA), and fire and graceling by kristin cashore. all of those books I love love so much and reread all the time. some other recs (not sure what kind of genre or style you like so just spit balling here but) a thousand splendid suns by khaled hosseini, joy luck club by amy tan, children of blood and bone by tomi adeyami (YA fantasy, read it right before I wrote oasis (idk if you’ve read that piece) so there are some similarities between that world and the oasis world, I’m sure), and mexican gothic by silvia moreno garcia!!

im not as much as an avid reader as i once was but am trying to get back to it lol. but if you end up reading any of these def lemme know what you think!

#asks #as for the ask I sent you can def answer it publicly in the future but this works just fine too #and as for the second ask you sent you got the name right lol so I’ll just pretend like it’s not here heh

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talvy-dust · 9 days

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Child's play Au!

(Como chucky conoció al hijo de Andy barclay)

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•Cuando andy y kyle descubrieron que chucky estaba dividiendo su alma en varios muñecos y estaba en varias casas diferentes al mismo tiempo. Decidieron ir de "caza" yendo en casa por casa. Diciendo que son del censo de EE. UU. Para que no haya sospechas, sin embargo andy ahora no podía darse el lujo de ir detrás de chucky sin preocuparse si iba a poder volver a casa. Debido a que ahora es padre de un joven llamado Heather charles barclay de 14 años de edad

Andy decidió dejar a su hijo a cargó de Karen barclay (Su madre) y Mike norris (padre adoptivo/ padrastro) Pensó que podría confiar en ellos para que cuidarán a heather mientras el estaba ocupado cazando a chucky

Sin embargo, heather era un gran fanático de la época de los 80's y si- los muñecos Good guys eran de los 80's, tenía una pequeña colección de productos relacionados a los good guys pero nunca tuvo al muñeco. Y esto es debido a que andy le prohibía tener ese muñeco, pero un día fue a una feria junto con sus abuelos para entretenerse un rato, en esa feria había un juego de tiro al blanco en el que si ganabas podrías llevarte de premio un muñeco Good guys. Inmediatamente heather acepto jugar el juego y gano debido a que desdé muy pequeño aprendió a usar armas y tenía buena puntería. Esto debido a que andy le enseñó

Heather cuando recibió el muñeco lo abrazo fuertemente ya que le parecía tierno. En cambio Mike y Karen no estaban tan felices que heather haya conseguido aquel muñeco pero decidieron que se lo quedará pero vigilarian mucho al muñeco, Esa misma noche mike llamo a andy y le mencióno sobre el muñeco a lo que andy acepto que heather se lo quedará pero que por la mínima cosa sospechosa quemarán inmediatamente el muñeco

Pasarón los días y el muñeco parecía completamente inofensivo. No había pasado nada sospechoso

Un día heather se había quedado solo en casa ya que sus abuelos tenían que salir y llegarían tarde, el decidió tomar una pequeña siesta en el sofá que no duró mucho debido a que comenzó a escuchar ruidos que provenían de la cocina, agarró lo primero que vió que fue una lámpara de mesa. Desconectó aquella lámpara para después acercarse lentamente a la cocina con la lámpara en manos. Estaba dispuesto a golpear a aquella persona que hacía esos ruidos, cuando entro a la cocina sólo estaba su muñeco tomi tirado en el suelo y también noto que en la base para cuchillos faltaba uno, dejo caer la linterna para después acercarse rápidamente al muñeco y cargarlo. Lo revisó bien y si. El muñeco tenía un cuchillo escondido en el overol

Se llevó al muñeco en brazos hacia la fogata, prendió la fogata para después ver el muñeco cara a cara y comenzar a amenazarlo con tirarlo al fuego

Se quedó viendo el muñeco unos minutos para después intentar lanzar el muñeco al fuego pero cuando estaba a punto de hacerlo sintió una fuerte y dolorosa mordida, soltó el muñeco y revisó su brazo, había una pequeña mordida pero parecía que un adulto lo había hecho. Alzó la mirada y vió al muñeco levantándose lentamente mientras lo miraba fijamente y su rostro cambiaba. Dejaba de ser inocente

-"Hola.. soy chucky y soy tu amigo hasta el fin... Vamos a jugar maldito bastardo"

•Dijo el muñeco, su voz ya no era la de un niño ni inocente era seria y de lo que parecía un señor mayor de los 30-40 años

Heather parecía sorprendido y un poco asustado pero intento ocultarlo, en cambio chucky se rió un poco por aquella reacción para después comenzar con la manipulación y platicarle que siempre escucho todo lo que le decía y que podría cumplir sus sueños de ser "popular" y dejar de ser la "sombra de andy barclay", estuvo así platicando con el como por 2 horas hasta que mencionó que para que el pudiera cumplir sus sueños tenía que asesinar a alguien. Heather inmediatamente se negó a lo que chucky dijo que se quedaría algunos días con él por si cambiaba de opinión

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-Y eso es todo por ahora, realmente es muy probable que pronto publique como una "segunda parte" ya que. Pues ya tengo una idea para escribirlo!

#chucky #childs play #andy barclay #chucky series #childplay2019 #childs play oc #child's play oc #child's play #Child's play au #chucky au #talvy #talvy dust oc #heather oc #heather barclay oc #Heather charles barclay oc

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rinwellisathing · 2 months

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You're Awful, I Love You: Part 38

Lord Enver Gortash/Trans Male Tiefling Durge

The next night, Sentry shook off his fear and anxiety like nothing had happened, forced it down like bitter medicine. As long as the plan was set and being put into action, Father would have no reason to interfere. He had ordered Sentry to work closely with Enver Gortash, and that was exactly what he was doing. “You look wonderful, my dear Sentry.” Enver smiled quite dashingly. He was dressed in a sleek black jacket with gold embroidery, his pants were decorated with various bits of golden metal and in place of a belt he wore a fine red and gold embroidered sash, a style common in Calimshan. Sentry paused to admire his face for a moment, the scars, the nose shaped by so many beatings in The House of Hope, his deep tan skin, the stubble he defiantly had not bothered to shave, the lines on his face that told a story. The things that drew Sentry's eyes to him. “And you are beautiful, my Tyrant.” Sentry replied, his words genuine, his smile brimming with deep devotion to his muse. Enver couldn't hide the blush crossing his face at the compliment, moreso the fact that the tiefling meant it. Enver had seduced countless people since his escape from Raphael's clutches and ever time he had spoken those same words with flippant casualty, hollow, empty. Flippant casualty, he'd come to know, was Sentry's bread and butter when he exchanged words with most people, so to find it absent in those words disarmed him.

“Ah...shall we?” Enver took Sentry's hand in his and led him towards the large, garishly lit building. The upper city's theater district was glowing tonight, crowded with people to see the show. Patriars and visiting dignitaries made up a majority of the patrons for the evening, but there was a small line at a shabby side door admitting those from the lower city who had managed to somehow gain tickets. In that line, Sentry was briefly taken aback to see the shark-skinned girl from the docks again, this time wearing a simply embroidered white and purple dress, a sea-shell comb in her long pale hair. She was by herself this time, but it was definitely her.

“Sentry, this is Lady Jannath, a very generous friend of mine.” Enver distracted Sentry, motioning him over to speak to an older couple, a woman with unflatteringly greying red hair with far too much jewelry and a rather smug looking man who seemed to look down even on Gortash. “And this is The Marquis Ojeda. He oversees a stretch of land near Waukeen's Rest.” Enver presented Sentry, guiding him into the group. “Ah, we've heard sooo much about you, young man.” The woman's tone dripped with false friendliness that Sentry could immediately pick up on. He smirked a bit, noting jealousy in her voice. But still, he accepted her hand and kissed it as Fel had informed him the nobility would expect, the little fiend reading feverishly from an etiquette book salvaged from Tomi's family home years ago while the smiling elf had bathed and styled Sentry for this evening.

“And I've heard so much about you as well. Like the fact that you're going to have an artist in the family soon.” Sentry gave a taunting little grin. “Pity it had to be Oskar Fevras.” Enver bit back a chuckle, turning his head and disguising it as a cough. Well, he wouldn't have invited Sentry if he hadn't wanted at least a bit of drama this evening. The couple both looked like they'd tasted something foul before forcing their courtly smiles back into place and nodding gently. “Ah yes, our daughter is quite taken with him....” Lord Jannath's tone sounded like he would rather she be taken with an ox or a pig. “Well, I suppose it's good to know it's a love match. After all, she couldn't possibly love him for his works. I've seen less vapid works in the waiting rooms at most houses of healing.” Sentry laughed. “You can't tell a thing about his subject from looking at them, the same vacant 'pleasant' expression every time. There's no life, no history.”

“Yes! Yes, that's exactly what I told him!” The older woman nodded. “His work is so pedestrian!” She clapped a hand on Sentry's shoulder. “You know, I think I like you, young man.” Sentry looked back at Gortash with a winning grin on his face and winked. Enver smiled, a look of pleasant surprise on his face. Sentry continued to impress as both a partner and an asset. Perhaps it would be easier to rule together openly once the plan succeeded than he thought. “So, are you an artist as well, Marquis Ojeda?” Lord Jannath asked, accepting a glass of wine from an usher who seemed to be passing them out to the waiting nobility. “Oh yes, though my work is a bit more varied. I'm a painter by trade, but I do dabble in sculpture as well.” Sentry also took a glass from the tray subconsciously, swishing the liquid in the glass as he realized he couldn't actually drink it.

“Well, perhaps we could visit and have a look at some of your works sometime, after all our daughter's little gallery shows could use some real art, as I'm sure you're well aware being familiar with Fevras' works.” Lady Jannath offered, taking a long sip from her glass. “Sentry is actually the artist responsible for my latest portrait.” Enver spoke up, smiling with pride. “I can safely say that no artist has ever captured me so faithfully as him.”

“Oh come on, you'll make me blush.” Sentry smirked, waving off the compliment. His eyes returned to the line up from the lower city, though, wondering what that girl was doing here. Was she just here for the show or was she actually trying to catch the attention of the tribunal. Could it really be a simple coincidence?

His thoughts were interrupted as bells began to chime and the ushers began to collect empty glasses and shepherd the audience into the theater, showing people to their seats, collecting tickets, and ensuring the patriars were not forced to deal with commoners. Sentry found himself guided to a plush private box with an amazing view of the stage. The red velvets of the curtains and carpets, the deep dark mahogany of the wood, the gold of the statues and filigree. Another painting came to mind, perhaps based on that latest copper dreadful he'd bought. The crystal chandelier above the middle seats in the main audience certainly lent itself to images of magnificent carnage. He noticed as he peered into the crowd, the girl was seated near the stage, surprising for someone who lived near the docks. He turned towards his companions. “Forgive my ignorance, I don't often get to come to the theater with my work keeping me busy, who are those front seats ordinarily for?” “Oh, those are guests of the performers.” Lady Jannath replied. “Sometimes family, sometimes, quite scandelously, secret lovers.” Sentry tried not to roll his eyes as he noticed she looked back at Enver with a conspiratorial little smile when she said that. “Ah, I see.” He nodded. “Fascinating.” The lights went down and the curtains parted as music played from the pit. A handsome male orc stepped out on the stage dressed in the garb of an ancient king. He began to lament the cost of war, the heaviness of his crown, and his desire to throw away the trappings of royalty once and for all. Sentry held back a snort, well aware most in this crowd could never relate to that. The patriars wouldn't understand the cost of war, of famine, of strife, if it slapped them across the face. Their families were so safe here in the upper city....A smirk played across his face as the addendum to that returned to his mind. Not for long. He excused himself delicately about an hour into the show. Enver stood beside him a moment, one hand on his shoulder, one at his waist, asking if he was alright, a bit more fussing than Sentry would have liked, but to see the look of venom on that old woman's face was worth allowing it as he assured Enver it was just a quick jaunt to stretch his legs before disappearing into the theater's lobby.

#baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #oc #tiefling #durge #dark urge #writing #fanfic #lord enver gortash #enver gortash #gortash x durge #durgetash

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dcbbw · 2 years

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@angelasscribbles and I were talking one night (last night … it was last night), discussing a six-sentence scenario she had written the night before, and I’m gushing telling her to WRITE IT WRITE IT! Then we get to bouncing ideas, and of course, we see two different ways the story could go.

So, she wrote her story and below is mine.

I did/do have a pairing in mind for this story, but feel it works best left up to the reader’s imagination.

Please excuse any and all typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors. It’s been briefly reviewed and proofread … keyword here is briefly. MS Word Editor gives me a score of 97%.

To all who read this, THANK YOU! Your reads, likes, comments, and/or reblogs are appreciated more than you know.

No idea who the characters belong to, but let’s say PB just to be safe.

Song Inspo: If I Wasn’t Yours, Who Was I, TOMI

Word Count: 945

“Are you really going to marry him?” he asks as the pads of his fingers trace invisible circles across her naked body.

“Yes.”

She lays on her stomach, her cheek resting on her crossed arms.

He studies her face intently as if he could read her thoughts, if only he concentrated hard enough.

“Why?”

“Because I love him.” Annoyance laces her voice.

“But what about us?” he asks, his fingertips trailing down her arm.

“There is no us,” she replies irritably as she turns her back to him.

“Why do you say that?” he questions, his voice filled with hurt.

The woman doesn’t answer; instead, she climbs out of the iron-wrought double bed and walks to the small window that affords the room’s occupants a view of the Aegean Sea. Keeping her back to her companion, she speaks slowly and as if to a small child.

“There never was an “us” and you know it. Only I.” She looks over her shoulder, her eyes filled with resignation and regret. “I loved you, you know. I still do.”

The man pushes back the white bed linens but halts his movements at the slight shake of her head before she turns back to the window. “But you never saw me back then. And you don’t see me now; I’m just a distraction from your mistake of a marriage.”

Her eyes squint against midday sunlight, watching boats bob along white-capped waves. “I would love you and only you, and not just when it was convenient for me.”

She hears the thud of his feet against the blonde hardwood floors as he makes his way to the other side of the cozy room; he comes to a stop behind her, placing his palms on her tanned shoulders. He inclines his head slightly, his nose in her hair.

It smells of sea salt.

His deep voice rumbles in her ear. “I was foolish, I admit that. I took you for granted and didn’t appreciate your presence. But I can admit now that I’m in love with you. I’m ready to be with you, and you only.”

She shrugs his hands off her before whirling to face him. He expects to see anger in her expression, but there is no ire, no rage.

Only sadness.

“You don’t understand,” she begins, the merest hint of incredulity in her voice. “You marrying her changed everything within ME! I finally read the writing on the wall. Do you not remember me throwing myself at you, BEGGING you to see me? And you refused, every time. I was your trash.”

She wraps her arms around herself, covering her naked breasts.

Silence as the man processes her words and she stares into space, thinking of all the longing looks she had given him over the years, how she had taken the crumbs he deigned to throw her way and built sandwiches, how she jumped at the chance to climb in his bed when he drunkenly flirted with her in Vegas.

The man was at the bar, watching his fiancée … the woman he desperately loved … dance with another; her partner’s hands were wrapped tightly around her waist, his palms sliding lower with every sway of their hips. Her face was half-hidden against the fabric of his shirt, wearing an expression of blissful contentment. Her companion whispered in her ear, and she tilted her head back so he could fully see her smile.

The man was ordering another drink when he felt his fiancée tap him on his arm. They argued quietly before he threw up his hands in frustration, defeat, and finally acquiescence.

The woman, in a far corner with a glass of wine, watched it all unfold.

When her future lover approached her with sad eyes and alcohol-fueled words a half-hour later, she couldn’t refuse him.

And hadn’t refused him since.

She had known he had only approached her because his bride-to-be had gone to tryst with the man she really loved.

It didn’t matter.

But now it did.

Another had been watching her while she had been pining over him.

She was treasure now.

“I’ll divorce her!” he pleaded.

Her eyes traveled over his lean body, his impressive six pack, his softened manhood. She walked past him, so close tendrils of her hair brushed the bare skin of his arm. She began pulling on her underwear.

“I have to go.”

He followed her, his hand grasping her wrist. “Don’t leave,” he entreated softly.

She shook free of his grip and continued to dress. “I have no reason to stay.”

He stares at her mutely, his eyes filled with grief. “I love you,” he murmurs brokenly.

The woman is fully dressed, fishing in her purse for her car keys. Her eyes meet his. “The wedding is in six weeks. You have two to prove yourself, prove your love.”

He nods slowly at the ultimatum.

She sweeps out of the room with the slightest glimmer of hope in her heart.

Six weeks later, the church is filled with guests; the altar is ringed with flowers and topped with votive candles. The bride is a glorious sight in her lace and tulle wedding dress. The groom is beaming. As they face each other to exchange vows and promises meant to last a lifetime, her eyes roam the church.

Her lover is there with his wife. They’re holding hands, but the wife’s eyes are fixed on the officiant.

His are fixed on the bride.

The bride tears her eyes away to stare at her new husband.

“I do,” she says clearly, confidently.

Of course she does; she is treasure. Loved, worshipped, adored.

By the wrong man.

Her heart, devoid of hope, weeps.

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colaherrerar · 4 months

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Que tan asqueroso tenés que ser para jugar que sos un villancico siendo patriótico

Que ASCO me da que el Tomi Rotella se haga que es MI novio villancico 🤢

Vos villancico? 🤌🏽

Si tenes una pinta de negro ordinario naco que sos

Sos un patriótico rancio bolas secas el cara de pajaculado del argenticulado este

Que se hace que es el villancico

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annemariewrites · 9 months

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List of all the books I’ve read

just wanted to keep a list of what I’ve read throughout my life (that I can remember)

Fiction:

“The Outsiders,” SE Hinton

“The Weirdo,” Theodore Taylor

“The Devil’s Arithmetic,” Jane Yolen

“Julie of the Wolves series,” Jean Craighead George

“Soft Rain,” Cornelia Cornelissen

“Island of the Blue Dolphins,” Scott O’Dell

“The Twilight series,” Stephanie Mayer

“To Kill a Mockingbird,” Harper Lee

“Gamer Girl,” Mari Mancusi

“Redwall / Mossflower / Mattimeo / Mariel of Redwall,” Brian Jacques

“1984,” and “Animal Farm,” George Orwell

“Killing Mr. Griffin,” Lois Duncan

“Huckleberry Finn,” Mark Twain

“Rainbow’s End,” Irene Hannon

“Cold Mountain,” Charles Frazier

“Between Shades of Gray,” Ruta Sepetys

“Great Short Works of Edgar Allan Poe,” Edgar Allen Poe

“Lord of the Flies,” William Golding

“The Great Gatsby,” F Scott Fitzgerald

“The Harry Potter series,” JK Rowling

“The Fault in Our Stars,” “Looking for Alaska,” and “Paper Towns,” John Green

“Thirteen Reasons Why,” Jay Asher

“The Hunger Games series,” Suzanne Collins

“The Perks of Being a Wallflower,” Stephen Chbosky

“Fifty Shades of Grey,” EL James

“Speak,” and “Wintergirls,” Laurie Halse Anderson

“The Handmaid’s Tale,” Margaret Atwood

“Mama Day,” Gloria Naylor

“Jane Eyre,” Charlotte Bronte

“Wide Sargasso Sea,” Jean Rhys

“The Haunting of Hill House,” Shirley Jackson

“The Chosen,” Chaim Potok

“Leaves of Grass,” Walt Whitman

“Till We Have Faces,” CS Lewis

“One Foot in Eden,” Ron Rash

“Jim the Boy,” Tony Earley

“The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox,” Maggie O’Farrell

“A Land More Kind Than Home,” Wiley Cash

“A Parchment of Leaves,” Silas House

“Beowulf,” Seamus Heaney

“The Silence of the Lambs / Red Dragon / Hannibal / Hannibal Rinsing,” Thomas Harris

“Cry the Beloved Country,” Alan Paton

“Moby Dick,” Herman Melville

“The Hobbit / The Lord of the Rings trilogy / The Silmarillion,” JRR Tolkien

“Beren and Luthien,” JRR Tolkien, edited by Christopher Tolkien

“Children of Blood and Bone / Children of Virtue and Vengeance,” Tomi Adeyemi

“Soundless,” Richelle Mead

“The Girl with the Louding Voice,” Abi Dare

“A Song of Ice and Fire series / Fire and Blood,” GRR Martin

“A Separate Peace,” John Knowles

“The Bluest Eye,” and “Beloved,” Toni Morrison

“Brave New World,” Aldous Huxley

“The Giver / Gathering Blue / Messenger / Son,” Lois Lowry

“The Ivory Carver trilogy,” Sue Harrison

“The Grapes of Wrath,” and “Of Mice and Men,” John Steinbeck

“The God of Small Things,” Arundhati Roy

“Fahrenheit 451,” Ray Bradbury

“The Night Circus,” Erin Morgenstern

“Sunflower Dog,” Kevin Winchester

“The Catcher in the Rye,” JD Salinger

“The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian,” Sherman Alexie

“The Good Girl,” Mary Kubica

“The Last Unicorn,” Peter S Beagle

“Slaughterhouse Five,” Kurt Vonnegut Jr

“The Joy Luck Club,” Amy Tan

“The Sworn Virgin,” Kristopher Dukes

“The Color Purple,” Alice Walker

“Their Eyes Were Watching God,” Zora Neale Hurston

“The Light Between Oceans,” ML Stedman

“Yellowface,” RF Kuang

“A Flicker in the Dark,” Stacy Willingham

“One Piece Novel: Ace’s Story,” Sho Hinata

Non-fiction:

“Anne Frank: Diary of a Young Girl,” Anne Frank

“Night,” Elie Wiesel

“Invisible Sisters,” Jessica Handler

“I Am Malala,” Malala Yousafzai

“The Interesting Narrative,” Olaudah Equiano

“The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks,” Rebecca Skloot

“Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl,” Harriet Jacobs

“The Princess Diarist,” Carrie Fisher

“Adulting: How to Become a Grown Up in 468 Easy(ish) Steps,” Kelly Williams Brown

“How to Win Friends and Influence People,” Dale Carnegie

“Carrie Fisher: a Life on the Edge,” Sheila Weller

“Make ‘Em Laugh,” Debbie Reynolds and Dorian Hannaway

“How to be an Anti-Racist,” Ibram X Kendi

“Maus,” Art Spiegelman

“I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings,” Maya Angelou

“Wise Gals: the Spies Who Built the CIA and Changed the Future of Espionage,” Nathalia Holt

“Persepolis,” and “Persepolis II,” Marjane Satrapi

“How to Write a Novel,” Manuel Komroff

“The Nazi Genocide of the Roma,” Anton Weiss-Wendt

“Children of the Flames: Dr. Josef Mengele and the Untold Story of the Twins of Auschwitz,” Lucette Matalon Lagnado and Sheila Cohn Dekel

#books #some of these I read for school assignments and some I read of my own volition #some I read when I was a young teenager many years ago and some I read just this past month #somewhat in order of which I read them #some of these I have read more than once #for the record I work at a library which is how I'm able to access so many books #support your local library #also just because I read these books doesn't necessarily mean that I would recommend all of them to just anyone #don't come at me for reading 'problematic' books please #I was an english major in college and didn't get to choose a lot of what I read #but even the ones I was forced to read I'm glad that I read them #I don't really regret reading any of these; even the one's that I didn't like #I will add to the list whenever I finish a book #annemariereads

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las-microfisuras · 2 years

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Por encima de la basílica de piedras negras que domina el río a más de siete metros, el ventanal da al caudal de agua. Todo el terreno de su propiedad sigue el cauce del Allier y toda la orilla a lo largo. Se nota que bajo la toga es larguirucho y flaco. Le sobresale el hueso de la mandíbula, el de la clavícula, la nuez angulosa, febril incluso, sobre el borde superior de la túnica. Los movimientos de las nueces son tan involuntarios como las imágenes que atraviesan los sueños. Escribe: 《Llamo soledad a la multitud》.

De una manera más articulada, muy precisa, Sidonio Apolinar escribió en Epístolas VII, 14: Ego turbam quamlibet magnam litterariae artis expertem maximam solitudinem appello. Llamo 《soledad absoluta》 a una multitud, por grande que sea, de hombres ajenos al arte de las letras.

Ovidio ya había señalado antes algo parecido mientras se encontraba en Tomis, encerrado en una torre casi romana desde donde se podía contemplar el Danubio, en un extremo del Imperio, cuando el emperador lo envió allí a morir. Habló de dos versos que de repente lo hicieron echarse a llorar en medio de la incomprensión de quienes lo rodeaban.

- Pascal Quignard, fragmento de La carta de Zeami a Kanze, en El hombre de tres letras. Último reino. Ensayo Shangrila. Traducción de Rubén Martín Giraldez.

#pascal quignard #sidonio apolinar #ovidio

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reasoningdaily · 1 year

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Last weekend the Texas-based white supremacist group Patriot Front took to the streets of Washington, D.C., to rally in the nation’s capital.

Law enforcement was on hand to make sure no one from either side lashed out and disrupted the peace.

Related: ‘Huge Surprise’: Fox Political Commentator Tomi Lahren Dragged for Calling White Supremacy a ‘Boogeyman’ That Is Used to ‘Fire Up’ the Masses

On Saturday, May 13, the self-styled patriots were lined up in rows wearing boots, tan pants, blue shirts, white face masks and tan dad caps with the logo of the organization in the center as they presented themselves for their demonstration. According to videos that circulated on social media, various members carried upside-down American flags, shields, and drums as they walked.

The signs bore their mantra, “Reclaim America,” and the members chanted “life, liberty, victory.”

The Washington D.C. branch of the Anti-Defamation League released a statement expressing its disgust at the rally.

“We are disgusted by the actions of Patriot Front today in DC. This white supremacist group known for its flash demonstrations marched on the National Mall carrying banners spewing their hateful rhetoric,” the civil rights organization stated. “Since 2019, Patriot Front has been responsible for the vast majority of white supremacist propaganda distributions in the US. The group has neo-Nazi roots and held four large demonstrations in several cities in 2022. We strongly condemn their presence and messages of hate.”

Also in 2019, the FBI established the Domestic Terrorism-Hate Crimes Fusion Cell, a division created to combat domestic terrorism in the country and fight for justice for victims of hate crimes.

The ADL published a report in March that showed a 38 percent rise in white supremacist activity from 2021 to 2022. This number represented over 6,700 incidents that transpired over the year span, according to Newsweek.

Fueling the rise is a belief in the “replacement theory.” Some 66 percent of white Christian nationalism sympathizers and 81 percent of adherents believe immigrants are “invading our country and replacing our cultural and ethnic background.”

Religion and white nationalism have been twin spirits for over a hundred years, with many early white supremacist groups considering their missions sanctioned by God.

The University of Chicago reported in 2017 the resurgence of the Ku Klux Klan, America’s oldest hate group, in the 1920s. was rooted in “fierce religious bigotry” and “xenophobia.” Those themes echoed those that inspired the group’s founding during Reconstruction, when many whites believed the newly emancipated Blacks were going to take over their nation, drive crime up, and infect the nation (and white women) with their sexual depravity.

Like the Patriot Front, the KKK lived by a concept of “one hundred percent Americanism.”

Kelly Baker, an essayist on the topic for the university’s religion and culture forum, said, “Religion remains a prominent part of the Klan … though many would like to pretend that it’s not.”

“The changing social climate in the U.S., including immigration, urbanization, and the migration of African Americans, made the Klan’s white, patriotic, and Protestant message appealing to white men and white women,” Baker added. “Their popular nativism was a backlash to the changing demographics and the changing culture of the nation.”

Ultimately, Baker says The Klan’s appeal is because it tells “a story of the importance of white Protestants from the nation’s founding until the 1920s, and their artifacts—the robes, the fiery cross, and the American flag—materialized the order’s commitment to Protestantism, white supremacy, and 100% Americanism.”

Like its masked social descendants the Patriot Front, the KKK also marched on Washington D.C. almost 100 years ago. In 1925 and 1926, the Klan organized two parades to canvass Pennsylvania Avenue. Reports say thousands attended both marches, with 30,000 being the accepted number for the latter demonstration.

Saturday’s Patriot Front march was considerably smaller.

The Patriot Front was founded in 2017 by Thomas Rousseau in Texas. Members of the organization “define themselves as American fascists or American nationalists who are focused on preserving America’s identity as a European-American one.”

#white hate #Dozens of White Nationalists March on National Mall to 'Reclaim America' Nearly 100 Years After KKK Marched on Washington In the Thousands #kkk in dc #white supremacy in dc #Youtube

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rebeldia · 8 months

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tomy y jose, tomás y josefa, mi bb y yo, mi compañero

qué lindo haberte encontrado, entre este tiempo que asesina mi cuerpo, que no me deja descansar,

qué lindo haber encontrado un lugar donde poder descansar, donde poder desaparecer, donde poder estar sin la necesidad de estarlo en todos sus sentidos

gracias por este tiempo/espacio que me entregas día a día, gracias por estar en esta vida, en este presente, que muchas veces cuesta tanto, se vuelve todo tan complicado

gracias por hacer eso: simplificarlo todo cuando yo no hallo cómo

gracias por ser ese lindo espacio seguro, por hacerme reír, por escucharme y abrazarme

gracias por ser tú, mi gato

#jose #jyt

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mickycute · 2 years

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Hola Micky aquí una pregunta, verás me estaba poniendo al día con los cómic q hiciste (me hicieron el día te juro) pero estaba comenzando a shipear a Tomy x Cindy. Me di cuenta q el niño ya tenía novio, eso quiere decir q no podría haber nada futura mente para esta pareja tan divertida ??

es bonito no arhe? son parecido tiene los mismos gustos pero tambien a mi me gustan parejas opuestas

pero si en la fell se llevan muuuuyy bien 7w7 son mas apegados y son mas simpaticos

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nataliiiii · 1 year

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What if Luffy wasn’t the only child ?

Then will the world change?

Chapter 1: The beginning

Wealth, fame, power. Gold Roger, the King of the Pirates, attained everything this world has to offer. And so, many men head for the Grand Line to find the great treasure he left behind, the One Piece. The world has truly entered a Great Pirate Era! Wearing the straw hat sworn upon him by the great pirate, Shanks Monkey D. Luffy heads out to the sea on a journey on the road to become King of the Pirates!

2 brothers set their own goals and become pirates, leaving behind their sister. Monkey D. Y/N. She is Luffy biological sister but she is nothing like Luffy. She was the Miss Know Everything.

After her brother left, she set out to become a pirate at the age of 16. But then something happened. She accidentally ate a devil fruit. The fruit is called Chi Chi no Mi. Its gave her the power to manipulate blood. A very powerful fruit. But she stayed calm and continued her journey. After a few days floating on the water she then docked at an island. There she found her first two mates. Kai and Koi. There are twins but they’re nothing like each other

Koi has the power to create illusion. His devil fruit is Sakkaku Sakkaku no Mi. He can create illusion anytime and anywhere as his own. His appearance is the best thing about him. Besides being an introvert, he is quite handsome. He has long black hair, brown eyes, tan skin, 7ft tall and he is a gentleman. He always wears a black suit and has earrings. He is 19 years old and he likes sake.

The opposite of Koi is Kai. This man is crazy. He doesn’t have a devil fruit. But his weapons are his devil. His favorite weapon is gun. He has short black hair, brown eyes, tan skin and also 7ft tall. He is very chaos but can be adorable sometimes. He is 20 years old and he likes cake.

On the island

"THE HELL MAN? HOW CAN YOU SELL THIS FOR 1000 BELLIES??"

Y/n is now buying a necklace but the salesma set the price too high for her to afford it.

"I don’t know little girl. That is how much it’s worth. Now if you want to buy it you can stay or you go away and let me do my business."

"I will buy it"

A tall man said while playing with his gun.

"Excuse me?"

Y/n said in surprise.

"I said I will buy it"

The man repeated.

"For you…"

Another man said but this man look exactly like the other one.

"Am I feeling dizzy or there are two of you standing here?"

Y/n confused.

"This is my brother, Koi. And i’m Kai. Nice to meet?"

"Y/n. Monkey D. Y/n"

"Nice to meet you little monkey. How about I buy you that necklace and you joined me and my brother to create a crew? I see something that is very powerful inside of you."

Y/n was stunned. She questioned her self is it because of her devil fruit is very powerful or it is herself.

"How about we have a match? The winner is gonna be the captain."

Y/n said in excitement.

"That is a great idea!"

Kai happily said.

But Kai doesn’t know who he is challenging. As the three got to somewhere empty they started to fighting each other. But Y/n just need to say a sentence.

"Chi Chi no Spike"

Kai and Koi immediately coughed out blood.Y/n doesn’t want to keep the match for long so she said

"Now if you come with me, you will live or you know what will come."

The men know that they can’t win Y/n so they accepted it. And after that they started to collect their crew members. They got themselves a cook named Karei, a musician named Tomi, a navigator named Mirui, a shipwreck named Elton, archaeologist named Iris and a doctor named Bonbon. They began their journey together to become one of the most powerful pirate crew on the world with their ship. Mary Gold.

To be continued

#one peice #reader insert #one piece x reader #x reader

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