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then i did hiromi higuruma and got shadowbanned on tiktok for it!

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gaz doodle that looks like a coloring page

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Sorry for all the smut I’m ovulating 🥰 🥰

Simon Riley has a massive dick. And not in the typical pornstar, 15-inches, a dildo was modelled after it type of way. It wasn’t perfectly shaped, or symmetrical, or anything you’d expect.

It’s just… huge. Girthy and veiny and long, and always hard as a rock whenever he was with you.

The first time you laid eyes on it, your eyes almost fell out of your skull.

He’d never admit it, but he immediately felt self-conscious. He hadn’t been with an awful lot of women, and most of the time he and the woman in question were both pretty drunk.

Fortunately for him, you thought he was gorgeous no matter what (especially when it came to his cock) and even better, you were moaning his name within seconds of him spearing it into you.

“Feels good, huh?” He groaned lowly as he pounded into you, every thrust making a lewd slapping sound that had your eyes rolling back in delight.

“So good— god, so good…” you could only mewl in response, clawing at his arms so you wouldn’t fall apart.

You were so full. You didn’t know how people could function on a daily basis without always feeling this blissfully full. “Simon, god, oh, god…”

He only grunted and kept going, speeding up as he felt the familiar feeling of you tightening around him even more so than you already were. “That’s it, sweetheart, that’s it…” he broke off suddenly with a much louder groan, when you suddenly felt a heavenly warmth shoot up even further than where he managed to impale you, all the way up into places you didn’t think were possible to touch.

That was all it took for you to join him in his pleasure. You went over the edge at just the sensation, limbs trembling and chest heaving in the aftershocks.

“That good?” He asked, after a few minutes of silence where only your satisfied pants filled the air.

“So… good…” You gasped. In your head, you decided to never let this man go.

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John Price with reader! who isn’t good at asking for what they want so he shows them how to by edging the shit out of them.

cw: 18+ mdni, smut, edging, full nelson (but it’s only fingering), daddy kink (icky), dad bf! Price.

Price is always reminding you, how even if you are his “big strong girl” to always let him know if you need help.

He’s a call or text away, even at the dead of night.

Well it’s hard for you to ask for help. You’ve been like this since you were young, you’re used to doing things on your own, whatever you wanted you’d get it your own way. You moved yourself out of your parents place and into an apartment yourself (with paid movers but alone nonetheless), got a new job yourself, when your car wasn’t working, you took 3 buses to make it on time, drive yourself on a two hour drive just to see the sunset, and solo trips—

in other words, hyper independent.

John didn’t catch it when he first started dating you, but it’s the way you simply did things and didn’t ask. Didn’t ask him to help you bring in groceries or when you needed help getting your old mattress out your flat, you’d magically did it yourself. Or when you were so drained from work, you told John you were fine and then spent a week holed in your apartment until you pulled yourself together, alone. When John questioned you about it you simply gave him a shrug. The straw that broke the camels back was when you got stuck in the rain for 3 hours and you forgot to call him that dire time of need.

You could’ve easily asked for help. You chose not to.

So here you were, sat in John’s lap, a hiccuping and withering mess, legs spread open and your feet on his knees, your back meeting his chest, while John plays with your soaking pussy.

But he’s not letting you cum.

No, no, noooo, this wouldn’t be a punishment if you came so soon, would it?

“ ‘M sorry Price, hnngh- mmm- hicc- ‘m sorry, was wrong.” You babble, stupidly grinding your hips against his fingers that have been putting you through hell for the last two hours.

He pulls his fingers out, making an exhausted whine fall from your lips, “I knooow lovie,” he coos, letting his drenched fingers brush through your wet folds, then to your pearl. “But you have to use your words for me, yeah? Tell me when you need Daddy’s help.”

A broken sob comes out of your mouth, legs shaking as the older man gives your throbbing clit a little flick, before circling it slowly with his thumb. you shake your head, head falling back against him. “ ‘S too much! I don’t- I can’t-“ you interrupt yourself with your own moans.

John holds you tight in his hairy muscular arms, pulling your legs over his forearms, he adds more pressure down to your clit until he knows your about to fall apart, eyes fluttering shut and making that beautiful face, deep in pleasure. The older man, holds you close when you whine about him stopping, fondling the pink of your cunt, his lips kissing your shoulder, “I told you baby, you have to use your words. What do you need help with? Hm?”

His tongue swipes from your neck to your ear, sucking and nibbling at your earlobe. He tsks at your quietness towards the question, giving your pussy a little slap that makes you keen, eyes opening to look back at the blue set looking down at you. “I asked you a question [+].”

In a low eyed haze, you purse your lips, chest falling up and down rapidly, youre humping the air like a desperate slut for any contact you can get but to no avail. Your face gets damp with tears, you slur, “Help- anngh- please help me Daddy. W-wanna cum, hicc hmm- please help me cum.”

“Gooood girl dove, doin so good for your Dad.” He slips two fingers in your aching hole, curling and thrusting them ever so perfectly in your sopping pink walls. You grip at his arms, as your walls quickly tighten and spasm around his thick digits.

“See? Wasn’t that hard to ask for help, was it?”

a/n: this is my audition tape to anon who sent me a request for dad bf John. I’m scoping the scenery out. Trying to prove how this is fun and camp !

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Simon Riley who loves shotgunning reader when you’re pissed off. | cw: 18+ mdni, dad bf!simon, daddy kink (icky), fluff (?).

And he’ll watch you pace the floor from the bed, cigarette dancing between his lips, shirtless and propping himself up with his large muscular arms, all but amused as you curse up a storm about your coworker being the ‘shittiest little shit fuck face idiot’ in your words.

Bloody adorable.

But you can’t go on like this all night, you had a long day, got home late because of traffic. Your bed times in a hour exact according to the axolotl alarm clock you begged him to get sitting on the night stand. He’d have you showered, fed and down by then, no exceptions. So he’d do what he felt was best, get your head off all the bullshit.

The end of his lip where that long scar that ran up the side of his face curved upward, he motioned you closer, “Come smoke with your old man doll.”

You scuffed, looking back at him from the dresser as you threw you curls in a high ponytail with silk scrunchy. You mumble, “I don’t like smokin though Daddy.” A lie, you both knew. You just didn’t smoke cigarettes, preferably a joint or a blunt. You’d only smoke a cigarette when you were on your wits end or when you missed the hell out of the older brute. Needing to smell a little bit of the nicotine and oak wood fill your nostrils a bit. Not now, when you were still in a mood. You roughly threw off your shirt, yeeting it in the dirty clothes bin. Leaving you just in a sports bra and dirty jeans.

“Don’t ‘Daddy’ me, come ‘ere.” He gruffs, and you do with pursed lips. Standing inbetween his legs and placing your hands on his broad shoulders, fingers dancing on one of the many scars that were all over his body.

Simon inhales the cigarette, taking his other hand and bringing your chin down just enough to hover over his pink lips. He breaths the nicotine out and you suck it in. It goes one of two ways, you choke because it’s so harsh or inhale and exhale smooth. Your body choices the second option. The smoke leaves your mouth in a small ‘o’, up to the ceiling, you cough anyways. Never used to it.

The blondes lips give a ghost of a smile, you’re the cutest fucking thing alive. So precious in his eyes.

“Thaaaa’s a good girl baby. You’re good at smokin with your Dad, huh?” He encourages, pecking your chin.

You scrunch your nose up is disgust, “It’s fuckin gross,”

“ ‘S ‘posed t’ be luv.” He gave your ass a nice pat. At least he got your mind off your shitty day, right?

Putting the cigarette back to his lips, he stood from the bed, towering over you with his build. His large hand met the back of your neck, rubbing out all the tenseness that’s been stuck there all day.

“Take a shower for me birdie, I’ll get your dinner ready.”

a/n: I’m banging my head against the wall over this (in a good way). Sorry about the abrupt ending.

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Hehe, I'm still here😈

I have a session, so I was absent for a long time, but now I will try to get back into action.

Well, here's in case you want to support: 2200701942254787

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Aftercare with Ghost

MDNI

CW- Size kink, aftercare, praise (no genitalia/pronouns mentioned)

Ghost was no small man. We all know that, right? 6'4 and 250 lbs, with hands the size of your face and biceps bigger than your head

Expanding on that, his cock. I mean, rationally speaking, a man of that size has to be packing. But this was a whole new level. You could just barely wrap your hand around it, and with each movement, you could feel the veins dragging.

And so, like the average person, you were left absolutely wrecked. Trembling, tear tracks down your face, and everything sore.

He laughed for a moment, pushing your hair back "Y'alright, lovie?" He asked, as nicely as he could with that thick Manchester accent

When he didn't get a response, he leaned down to meet your eyes, that dumb little smirk on his face growing slightly "aw. Too cockdrunk to even think, huh?" A small whine while tucking closer to him was all he needed. When you didn't verbally answer, he lazily pulled you closer, onto his chest "C'mere, luv"

He held you there for a bit, letting you come back down to earth and relax. His hand slowly grazed your back, gently caressing the length of your spine "You did good" he murmured, his other hand resting on your hip "Real good. Y'know, you looked so pretty too. All blissed out, crying for it. So gorgeous"

After a moment or two longer, he looked down, asking "You ready to get cleaned up, lovie?" All you answered was a nod, though you still held him close.

And that was how you ended up here, in the warm water of the tub, with Ghosts large hands gently scrubbing shampoo into your scalp. He had made sure to clean up everything first (as well as replacing the ruined sheets)

....should this be a series?

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Can anybody give these old-ass Democrats protest lessons? They're acting like they're still living in pre-2015 politics when the GOP gave a shit and wasn't deranged.

A member gets up and starts shouting: All get up and shout with him.

Don't walk out: MAKE them carry you all out, not shutting up the entire time. I'm serious, go limp, be dead weight.

Putin's Puppet says a provable lie: Everyone chant "LIE" in unison for a solid minute instead of holding pitiful little signs in front of a man who can't read above a 3rd grade level.

Have someone who knows ASL sitting with you, interpreting everything in full view.

If you're gonna hold signs, make them BIG like you're actually trying to do something. Have them in multiple languages.

Make other signs that say clever or cutting things that will make him rage for days. "DOESN'T OLD TRUMP LOOK TIRED?" or "PUPPET PRESIDENT" or "EVERYONE IS FACT-CHECKING THIS SPEECH TRUMP DIDN'T WRITE" or "THE EMPEROR HAS NO CLOTHES" or his current tanking approval rating next to a laughing emoji.

Make a stink every day in congress, throw as many bills as you can on the floor even if they go nowhere, look like you're trying.

Have someone, idk maybe someone you actually want to boost for President in 3 gd years, be your voice of opposition in the media, loudly complaining and telling the facts, every single day. Let the people know you're there!

How hard is this? There's probably better suggestions than mine if they actually hired seasoned protestors or behaviorists/psychologists or even the biggest teenage troll they can find on a messageboard.

The Emperor Has No Clothes. So fucking act like it.

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THIS IS WHAT IM SAYING. omg I agreeeeee 🙏🏻

Simon Riley who's dating a girl that's very into spirituality.

Personally, he doesn't believe in half of it but he loves watching her eyes light up when she talks about things like 'moon cycles' and 'charging her crystals'.

He has to admit, despite not believing in their supposed 'healing properties', he admires the pretty rock collection you keep on your nightstand, as well as the other ones you keep scattered throughout the house for different reasons such as 'protection' and 'energy cleansing.'

It's not a rare occurance for him to come home a little worse for wear after a long mission, but one time he came back in pretty rough shape after a particularly grueling mission that left him damn near bed bound for the better part of a week.

The next time he gets ready to leave once again, you present him with something: a long black leather cord necklace with a brown looking stone attached to it.

"Wha's this?" he asks in his gruff voice full of confusion.

"It's a tigers eye crystal," you explain. "Apparently Roman soldiers wore them into battle. They're supposed to help protect you and bring you home to me safe."

Now, Simon Riley doesn't believe in crystals or tarot or astrology or any other spiritual thing like you do, but he believes in the way his heart beats for you and you only - so he clutches it in his hand and kisses you, muttering a 'thanks, birdie' before slipping it into his pocket and leaving.

He won't admit it, but he takes it out sometimes when he's in his room on base, admiring the way it shimmers in the light. It's not a symbol of protection to him like it is to you; it's a symbol of your love and what he's fighting to get home to.

a/n: i just love the idea of simon having a gf who's very into her spirituality and crystals and he's just like '???' but also loves her so much so he just goes with it ♡

definitely want to explore this more!!

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In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.

P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3

EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings

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Here's what we know about the deportations.

What to look out for, what to know, and what to do

When I say ICE, I also mean anyone else who could possibly be working with them

Know

- if you are poc at all or even poc presenting, they will come after you as well. It's not only immigrants they are targeting

- they are starting this targeting schools and churches

- Sanctuary states are stepping in to protect their citizens, states that aren't (like Texas) is purposely turning a blind eye and will not help you, please check if you're in a safe state

- teachers are actively stepping in to protect their students

- classrooms and houses count as dwellings, people cannot come in dwellings by force (unless they have a warrant)

- if people mention "winter boots" they mean agents.

Look out

- ICE is in van's, those vans are unmarked and will not be obviously ICE workers

- if you go to school, ICE is (trying) to use social workers and CPS to take away kids, if they come in, watch who they are looking for. (For right now, CPS and social workers are refusing to work with ICE, but I would still be cautious)

- if you have a noticeable poc population wherever you go and live, watch it. Watch if people suddenly go missing or for whatever reason isn't seen for a day or 2

- Look on any form of media for reports of agents

These are the warrants you should be looking for

To do

- Do NOT open the door if ICE or those suspected of working for them come to a dwelling, they will force their way in once you do that. Keep the door closed.

- Do NOT run if you think you see them, running will make them think you are guilty and they will go after you.

- Treat them like cops, because they are. Like cops, you have to be extremely calm and collected with them because cops will use whatever reason they see fit to harm you. Do not yell, touch, raise your voice, and be extremely clear when you talk to them.

- ICE does not have you or anyone's best interest in heart, do NOT try to actually befriend them

- Walk in groups if you or someone you know is poc or an immigrant, it is harder to seclude and take someone if they aren't alone

- Get in touch with your community, it is harder to protect or be protected if you do not know who to be with

- you can legally and SHOULD record and take pictures of agents, once you do that, send those videos and pictures to anyone you know. If you post it to social media (which you should) put down the location they were seen.

It is INSANELY important that if you have any other tips or information that you put them down here.

Protect your fellow person, regardless of if you know or like them.

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hey for those looking to protest, look into voices ignited on bluesky. theyre organizing protests across the country and currently have ones scheduled in Seattle and Phoenix on the 29th, they're working on getting permissions for Pittsburgh as well.

If you plan to go, remember to wear a mask and cover all identifying features. Tattoos, dyed hair, don't wear identifiable clothing. Turn your phones off completely and make your lockscreen emergency contacts just in case. Bring a medkit if you have one and be sure it contains saline for any kind of tear gas. These protests are meant to be peaceful, but we all know how that usually goes.

If anyone attempts to get you to use violence, that is a fed. Do not listen to them.

Be safe, I love you, the only way out is through

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ETA a new option:

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It’s uncanny how similar Trump is acting like Hitler. People are now doing the Nazi salute. They’re drawing the symbol. The KKK was seen in Kentucky asking people to join them. ICE has been ripping families apart. Companies have pulled back Diversity Initiatives. We’re no longer part of WHO and there won’t be any communication from the CDC at least until February 1st. We’re being censored and the news can’t be trusted. Thousands of Americans didn’t know there were protests against Trump yesterday outside the U.S. Quotes from The Handmaid’s Tale and Anne Frank have been compared to what’s going on right now.

According to The Lemkin Institute for Genocide Studies and Prevention the U.S. has officially been given a red flag alert for Genocide.

I’m exhausted but I will never stop being angry.

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I think we need to bring “Rät” by Penelope Scott back for these trying times