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white fantasy authors: okay so white people are from normalsberg and all nonwhite people are from the mysterious mystical kingdom of mystery world where the sands are mystical and weird. and also theyre ugly ass orcs

fantasy readers: this is fucking awesome. this rocks. youre so good at this man

nonwhite fantasy authors: so the knight is a black woman, and there are no orcs,

fantasy readers: okay what the fuck. can we stop bringing contemporary politics into everything. ugh. this sucks. i dont like this

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nsfw

ALSO kinda obsessed with todoroki not being very experienced before you and he thinks he’s in love with you so your first time being sexual with him he’s like “you need to tell me when you like what i do. i can tell through your body but tell me, love. okay?” and he’d be running his hands up and down your thighs and you’re nodding like you’re under his spell. “yes, yep, yes i will.”

and then him paying attention to you clenching and moaning every time he talks. all deep and tense and dirty. one time he grunts, “you’re so fucking tight, you’re soaking my cock.” and your eyes widen, “oh my god shou.” and he pauses looking from where you’re joined to your eyes, “sorry. was that too much?”

“no not at all.”

“i’ve been… paying attention to what you like.” and your heart squeezes because he’s still so cute even when he’s buried in you.

you run your hand down his chest, “you don’t have to do it if it’s not natural.”

he thrusts back and forth into you, “it is natural, i’m just saying what i’m thinking.”

and he’s so sexy without realising, without meaning to and it makes you love him a whole lot more.

“that’s what you’re thinking?”

“yeah, fuck.”

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big fan of characters who look cool and tough and stoic but only because theyre internally thinking "fuckkk what do i say. how do i make friends. they didnt teach me how to do that in sword school."

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having a voice kink drives me crazy. because why is it that easy to turn me on?? listening to a dom coo in my ear and say dirty, perverted things? i am on my knees in an instant.

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shibari ropes squishing into fat stomachs and thighs. you agree.

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"youre so tight" "i might be too big" "you can take all of it right puppy? gooood boy i knew you could" "shhhhhh" "look at me puppy." "awwwwe what a good boy you are" "puppy want a treat?" "be a good dog and stay still/stay quiet" "you wanna cum? ask first" "dont you wanna make your owner happy?" "you can cum one more time i know you can" "look how wet you are for me" "youve been craving me i can tell from how desperate you are"

this post is about how much i love talkative doms/tops

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being pushed into the bed by your dom as they whisper "I'm sorry honey, I really need this" and they just fuck into you and use you as a fleshlight >>>>>>>> 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

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Sexting me while Im out with friends?

Absolutely you should do that

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there's nothing more adorable than a pretty girl with a praise kink.

i take her out on a date, we are sitting across each other at a restaurant. i look deep into her eyes and tell her just how flawless her makeup looks, how stunning the dress she picked is and how breathtaking her body looks in it. i watch her cheeks turn red, her laugh grows nervous, her words get more shy.

on the way home, i drive with one hand on the steering wheel and the other drawing circles on her thigh. i keep feeding her little crumbs of approval: i laugh at her jokes, keep saying how funny and clever she is, how interesting i found that story she told me, how i could listen to her talk for hours. i observe how each compliment makes her muscles tense, her thighs press together.

we get to my place, i make sure she notices how i'm looking at her like i've been hunting her all evening, making sure she feels like a prey. i put my hands on her waist, pull her closer, and start whispering. i tell her just how much i crave her. how her scent is intoxicating. how i've never needed anyone the way i need her. her breathing gets more erratic, and the look in her eyes changes.

i say her body feels unbelievable as i tighten my grip, and a whimper falls from her lips.

i stuff my fingers into her mouth and tell her how good her tongue feels, then smile when i feel her starting to suck them more eagerly.

slip my hand beneath her underwear and let out a sigh when i feel how wet she already is. "such a good girl for me... getting yourself ready like this".

i slowly slide inside her and don't stop saying just how perfect she feels from inside, so warm, so tight. i let her know i am going insane with the way she's squeezing my fingers and watch how every word that leaves my mouth makes her squirm harder, whine louder, get more desperate and eager to please me, to show me how much of a good girl she really is, to make me proud to own her.

i keep making her cum again and again until her body is trembling, exhausted. her mind is completely clouded, unable to form a coherent thought. and yet, she keeps taking me like my personal little toy. she knows i'm addicted to how she sounds when she cums, and she needs to make me happy more than she needs air.

i wear her out completely, reshape her pretty little mind into my personal slut, addicted to pleasing me, addicted to the feeling of being praised by me, no desire in her mind being stronger than the one of being my good girl.

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my safe clothing items that I wear day in day out for years and years should never break or rip or wear down. the power of friendship should stop that kind of thing

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I'm not saying that my boyfriend's mom is a pessimist, but she doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, has active outdoor hobbies that involve growing her own vegetables and spending time in nature, has a comfortable financial situation and a good husband, and she's worked in healthcare her entire adult life, she knows who all the good and competent doctors in the city are, and there isn't a single paper cut or sniffle in her family that doesn't get immediate medical attention, and she finds it laughably absurd that someone would assume that she herself could live to reach the infinitely ancient age of 80.

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apparently, I joined this tumblr place at 9/19/12, 4:33:37 PM.

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(of course he kept that rock)

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fuck this time loop im leaving (walks into a different, worse time loop)

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Poob has it for you

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you need to understand that i have two sets of headcanons. there's the set of realistic headcanons based on my genuine reading of the show, and then there's me playing pretend with my dolls.