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[writer-and-lover]

Day 18: The Three Demon Lords

Demon stamina was incredible. You'd seen Beel run a cross country across the devildom without breaking a single sweat, watched how Mammon ran for hours and hours from Cerberus, and watched the way Levi would fight demons like it was WWE for some magazines.

This though? This was taking the piss.

Diavolo and Lucifer had been fucking you for way too long now. That's not to even talk about Barbatos, who'd been leisurely using your mouth as his own personal fleshlight. He even wrapped his tail around your throat, tightening it up further for him to fuck open. The messy sounds of the two demons behind you fucking your ass open left you moaning wildly whilst the demon in front of you sent your mind scrambling at the continuous thrusts.

The Demon Prince's claws threatened to pierce your skin, leaving tingling pain down your back and up your waist. Lucifer's wings cooled you all down, shielding you from view. It was addicting, the way these demons took control of you so easily. You were on the verge of passing out, no longer even able to keep yourself up. The demons did that for you, never leavin a single piece of your skin untouched. Your eyes were rolling, tear tracks and drool covering your face and making you messy.

They're vicious in their fucking, treating you like nothing more than a toy for them to use and pass around. Though, you can't really complain. After all, you did ask for this.

[shameeater]

The end of online privacy

Now, this isn't something I usually post about from my silly goofy k1nk account (reminder to minors to not follow or scroll this acount).

But I have more followers on here than main, and this is extremely important. Like, scary shit.

This applies to everyone. If you're reading this? It's going to effect you.

I'm sure perhaps some of you have seen around about a this thing going around... KOSA, is one of the ways it's being referred to.

If this shit passes, lemme tell you...

LGBTQ+ adults and minors seeking help and community,

people looking for abortions,

people organizing protests,

anyone using their free speech to voice concerns about injustices, 

even FAN ARTISTS...

Even people reading fan fiction...

And for the purposes of where I'm posting from... people sharing and enjoying their k1nks, wanting to post things with safety and privacy... smut artists and writers, people even LOOKING for smut...

It's all gone. No privacy.

They'll have your face, your name, your age, where you live.

You'll need an ID to use any US-based platform, even if you're NOT in the United States.

Instead of dooming, here's what you can do to stop this shit in it's tracks 👍

Here is a website where you can sign a letter just by filling out a form, (it takes less than 30 seconds) and where you can call reps.

I HIGHLY suggest leaving calls if you're able, and if you have phone shyness, do this after 6pm, since it will leave messages instead.

I'm shy, but I did it!

Here's another letter to sign, takes less than 20 seconds.

Here is a form you can fill out sharing how the social media has POSITIVELY effected you.

Share all of this with as many people as you can. Our safety, freedom, joy, and protection online is at risk more than ever.

(Here is the thread where I found all of this information.)

STAY SAFE!

[queerism1969]

[incognitopolls]

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[bratbait]

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[guarddogbutch]

you guys need to be normal about people who don't like penetration. people who don't get hard easily. people who finish quickly. people who participate in kink without having sex. people who don't like being touched. people who don't like giving head. people who only like penetration. people who (almost) always squirt. people who take a long time to cum. people who have a hard time getting wet. people who don't talk during sex or anything else that is not part of the way you think people or bodies should behave during sex

[foldingfittedsheets]

Buckle up for another unhinged story time. Now, as I’ve said before, I used to work at a sex shop. At one point I had three roommates and we all worked the same dildo slinging retail job and lived together. It was extremely sitcom.

Now, as you’d imagine, living with three other people who also talked about sex toys all day created a microcosm of people who were all extremely comfortable around sex toys and related topics. No one left dirty toys laying around but seeing things left in showers or showing off a new purchase was just a Tuesday.

After some life upheavals I ended up living with one of those roommates again, just me and her. For the sake of this story let’s call her Betty. Betty and I shared a two bedroom, and the layout was all the common spaces were an open floor plan and then one hallway formed a T, with my room and bathroom to the left and Betty’s to the right.

Well, one day my cousin calls me up. He’s coming to town for a visit and I offer to put up him, his wife, and their more… sheltered friend. (Unbeknownst to me there was a full Briefing for this girl before she met me so that I didn’t overwhelm her with my blasé attitudes towards- well, most things).

They drove in from two states over and it was a long drive. I had to work and couldn’t greet them or spend the first day together. So I told them to come grab my key so they could all shower off and settle in before me.

I arrived home later that night and found the atmosphere a little awkward at first. Things quickly warmed up and I charmed their friend, impressing my cousin with my immaculate respect for personal comfort levels. We had a lovely evening. By the time we all said goodnight I’d dismissed the initial tension as being tired after a long drive.

The next day we all decided to go to the zoo. I’m a morning shower person, but I let them go first while I made breakfast. After breakfast it was my turn and I hopped in the shower.

Midway through my eyes fixed on it. A little pink sex toy, sitting brazenly on the rim of the tub. Oh no, I thought. This was why things had been awkward yesterday! I left out a personal object because I’d literally forgotten to ever put them away by that point.

What I felt wasn’t embarrassment per se, because that emotion had been utterly eradicated by that point. Rather it was a deep shame that I’d leave out something that might make a guest feel uncomfortable. They told me their friend was sheltered and I had left out a sex toy, it was the epitome of rudeness!

I rejoined everyone and said, “I am so sorry! I didn’t realize I’d left that in the shower, that was so rude of me!”

My guests all exchanged a Look. I looked from my cousin to his wife, she glanced toward their friend, and their friend looked at my cousin. No one would look at me.

“Well…” my cousin finally said, “you didn’t tell us which room was yours yesterday.”

I blinked in confusion, Betty’s room and bathroom were basically just like mine.

“When we got here,” his wife continued, “we went to the other side first. In Betty’s bathroom.”

Reader, Betty’s bathroom.

Had been absolutely covered in dildos. Sex toys of all shapes and sizes covered every flat surface, the tub rim, the sink, the shelves. Wall to wall sex toys. Apparently Betty was doing a spring cleaning and had left her entire extensive collection out to air dry.

These three weary travelers had opened a door to the dildo dimension and had no idea how to react. To this day I have no idea what context clues they used to figure out Betty’s room from mine.

But when I’d come home they were lost in the sex toy shell shock, presumably wondering how they could ever talk about it with someone who felt it was okay to leave out every sex toy they own when expecting company in some kind of bizarre power play.

By the time they finished telling me about this we were all laughing so hard we were in tears.

“When we saw your bathroom with one little pink toy it was so discreet we didn’t even care!” They told me.

After my cousin and his crew had gone on their way I finally told Betty the whole story. She listened with eyes growing wider and wider and finally burst out, “That’s why they were so weird when I got home!!”

[planet-nox]

wearing no panties around the house 24/7 so you can bend me over and breed me whenever you like

[strawberry-crocodile]

love going on callout posts for "thinks cnc is okay" and seeing people talk about how us freaks need the electric chair. fantasizing about violence is okay as long as its not sexual, funny that

[writer-and-lover]

Day 12: Shigaraki + Dabi

Dabi was shameless when it came to you. He'd flaunt himself to the whole hero and villain world if you ever gave him the chance to, but your word is law to him. But you looked for options to satisfy your little pyromaniac, and your brain mastered up a plan.

You weren't naïve. You knew the cute little longing looks Shigaraki would send you both when he thought you weren't looking. You definately noticed his childish pouts and insistent huffing whenever you both had marks across your skin from each other, or bites encompassing the stretch of your necks. Dabi had been eager to get the leader in bed, but the rules were simple and you were a villain for a reason. Your sadism knew no bounds, even as Shigaraki gave you the softest eyes and the prettiest of words fell from his lips. The cuffs you looped through the bars of the chair and tightened around his wrists were designed specially for him to grip and pull at, and you told him as much. You were planning on making him cry from need.

The moans you pulled from Dabi where pornographic, obviously dramatised for Shigaraki's own suffering. But Dabi was human at heart and the smooth baritone of his voice would stutter and break at each bite at his skin.

You couldn't help but groan in pleasure either, the rolls of Dabi's hips grinding deliciously, sinfully, against your own erection. Shiggy's poor cock looked painful, making you harder than ever. Having these two boys at your command was intoxicating.

[queerism1969]

[incognitopolls]

We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

[rosedominatesyou]

Foreplay with a robot girl where I slowly keep removing RAM from her while she’s still trying to tell me about the things she’s into

[drowsy-siren]

Dear food canning companies:

If your cans are not stackable, I am willing corporate death upon you 💜

[skelebutch]

yall ever masturbate so hard you start begging like “fuck-pleasepleaseplease” even though you’re the one fucking yourself? or is that just me.

[b1mb0b33]

🩰🎀💗🌷🎀🍰

"On your knees"

"Good girl"

"Look at me"

"Use your words"

"Say it louder"

"Don't make me ask again"

"Beg for it"

"Say please"

"That's my good girl"

"Just like that"

"Come here"

"You're mine"

"Show me your tongue"

"Don't move"

"I'm proud of you"

🩰🎀💗🌷🎀🍰