#charging cables lightning

[orangameelectronics]

Revamp Your In-Car and Home Stereo Experience with Lightning to 3.5mm Charging Cables for iOS Users

Are you tired of dealing with the hassle of choosing between charging your iPhone or listening to music? Well, fret no more! With Lightning to 3.5mm charging cables for iOS users, you can revamp your in-car and home stereo experience like never before. These cutting-edge, multi-functional cables allow you to charge your device while simultaneously enjoying your favorite tunes. No more sacrificing one for the other! Whether you're on a road trip or relaxing at home, these cables provide a seamless and convenient solution for all your audio needs. Not only do these cables offer charging capabilities, but they also deliver high-quality sound without compromising on audio clarity. Designed to be compatible with various devices, these cables ensure a reliable connection and exceptional audio performance. So, why settle for inferior listening experiences when you can have it all? Upgrade your in-car and home stereo setup with Lightning to 3.5mm charging cables and enjoy the best of both worlds – excellent sound quality and a fully charged device. It's time to enhance your audio experience and embrace the future of technology.

[willowcrowned]

went to see the elf orpine today

[netscapenavigator-official]

I’m tempted to stop buying Lightning cables and just buy USB-C cables and a bunch of little USB-C to Lightning adapters.

[xoshepard]

so apparently apple is using usb-c cables now which i didn't fucking know and of course the cables that come with the phone are usb-c on both ends so that you have to buy their stupid fucking charging blocks too and my idiot car decided that it refuses to connect to anything via bluetooth anymore, meaning until i get a usb-c/usb-a cable (ordered one that's supposed to get here today but it's looking more like tomorrow) i have to listen to the radio in my car, which is less than ideal bc i don't like the commercials, but i did hear edge of seventeen for the first time in ages this morning so maybe it's not all bad

[robpegoraro]

An almost Lightning-free gadget existence

Upgrading from my iPad mini 5 to an iPad mini 6 almost two weeks ago hasn’t made a huge difference in my tablet usage aside from my needing to remap Touch ID fingerprint unlocking from a large button below the screen to a power button at the top right. But it’s already yielded a huge improvement every time I need to charge the thing: I don’t need to find a Lightning cable. Because this tablet…

[janelleboldtech]

Experience fast charging with USB C to Lightning Charging Cable. Designed to meet Apple's strict standards, ensuring superior performance and durability.

[pixelmesh-studio]

Sicher auch bald ein Relikt das so nicht mehr in der Kabellandschaft auftaucht.

[zeroloop]

Mobile charge cable Rolling Square inCharge XL 200

Rolling Square inCharge XL 200 cm – Cavo Usb Type-c, Cavo Universale Cellulare, Regalo Uomo, Caricatore Universale Cellulare 6 in 1, Gadget Tecnologico, Bianco, Cavo Lightning da 100W Questo e un cavo piatto per ricaricare/trasferire dati per dispositivi 6 in 1. Arriva in una confezione minimale al suo interno troviamo il cavo, colore bianco, astuccio in silicone per riporlo quando non…

[octuscle]

System abort

William sat in his new Tesla in a good mood. He had just eaten a delicious lunch and was now rolling along the country road with a freshly charged battery. The display of his navigation system showed a dead straight line on a green background. And that's what reality looked like. A dead straight road in the middle of endless cornfields. William let his sound system play Rhapsody in Blue, activated the assistance system and enjoyed the drive.

An emergency stop snapped him out of his thoughts. The car had come to a standstill. All the displays were dead. Black. Nothing. His cell phone: no reception at all. William played with all the available buttons: nothing, the car didn't move. William got out of the car. It wasn't a particularly warm day, so he had put on his jacket. He tried to get a network for an emergency call. Nothing. And the car door wouldn't open either.

The picture had to be absurd. Somewhere in the middle of nowhere. A shiny, brand-new car. A man in an expensive suit with polished English shoes. And nothing else. William cursed. First inwardly, then quietly, then louder. It felt like he had been standing next to the car for an hour now. And lightning flickered in the distance. Standing next to his useless car in the rain now would really be the height of bad luck. The thunder was getting louder. But luckily for William, it wasn't a thunderstorm. It was a tractor. A huge tractor was approaching. William waved excitedly. And the tractor came to a halt beside him. “Trouble, son?” the driver asked. A man, about William's age, maybe a year or two younger, definitely not younger than 50. His short-cropped hair was gray, his skin weather-beaten. And his muscles were obviously the product of hard work. Even if they were about the same age, the difference between the men couldn't have been greater. William explained in detail what had happened. The man on the tractor didn't seem to be listening at all and looked off into the distance towards the approaching thunderstorm. “I'll take you to the gas station for twenty.” William sighed. Better than nothing. He pulled out his wallet, which was fortunately in his jacket pocket. 30 dollars. That was all he had. He thanked him, climbed into the tractor, handed the man twenty dollars and sat down. “Thanks. I'm Cletus.” William was about to say that it was a nice name, coming from the Greek name Anakletos, but he thought it might be better to keep quiet. They drove in silence for half an hour. The roar of the engine and the thunder of the storm were the only sounds. And then the gas station finally appeared. Cletus stopped and said curtly, “Good luck!”. William got out of the car and thanked him. The gas station was in the dark. The storm was almost upon him. Probably a power cut. The door to the salesroom was actually open. William was hungry. There was a young man behind the cash register. White trash, William thought to himself. “No power, I can't fill up,” said the young man. William explained his problem. The man looked at him and said “I can tow your car for 50. Then I'll have a look at the engine.” William sighed and pulled out his black American Express. “Cash only!”

William was standing in a run-down gas station in the middle of nowhere. He had ten dollars left, a bunch of useless credit cards and his cell phone battery was dead. No charging cable in sight. Not an ATM within a 20-mile radius. And a growling stomach. The young man said that loitering at the gas station was forbidden. William became angry. He said that he needed help. If he could use the phone. The lad said, “Sure, a dollar a minute. Cash only.” Unfortunately, the phone was dead because of the thunderstorm. An elderly lady came into the store out of the pouring rain. “Chuck, didn't you tell the man that loitering is forbidden here?” William got scared. He openly asked for help. The woman looked him up and down. Could he help her with the dishes? Two dollars an hour. And a bed for the night. And she would also buy his shoes from him. For ten dollars. And a pair of decent boots to replace them. William sighed again. The Alden loafers had cost 750 dollars. But that didn't really matter now. He was a dishwasher in the Midwest. How low could he go?

In fact, he had imagined everything to be worse. The woman had introduced herself as Hillary, had shown him a small but clean room where he could hang up his shirt and jacket. Hillary had given him his boots, a hairnet and an apron. And then he had washed dishes in the little diner next to the gas station. It was incredibly humid. But somehow the work was fun. It was so different from investing in some startup. It was honest work. The only problem was that his pants and undershirt were soaking wet at some point. Hillary had brought him an undershirt and a pair of jeans. He stood there in the night air after work. The storm was over. He had bought a cold can of beer and cigarettes at the gas station. Tomorrow he would get his car, Chuck would get it going and the spook would be over.

It was still dark outside when the horn of a truck woke him from his sleep. Suddenly Hillary was standing in his room asking where he was. The first breakfast guests had arrived. William groaned. He would have liked to take a shower and have breakfast himself. But a few minutes later he was behind the stove, producing mountains of eggs and bacon. Truckers were hungry. And some of them came for him. Willy himself didn't eat bacon. But he made himself a big scrambled egg with chicken breast. He ate plenty of protein. He needed strength for the work here. And stamina. Sweat dripped from his forehead and armpits. The store was full. Full of big fellows with lots of hunger. He didn't know most of the truckers. But he recognized Cletus. The two greeted each other like old friends. And Cletus said that he could use some help on the farm tomorrow. Did Willy want to earn a few extra dollars? Of course, Willy wanted to be far away tomorrow. But he said yes. You never knew.

It was early afternoon. The lunch business was finished. The kitchen was clean, the tables wiped clean. Willy was full and had provisionally washed himself with a washcloth in the toilet. Even though he looked silly, he had put on his suit and was waiting for Chuck and his car to arrive. The two of them arrived. Chuck had made a few good scratches while towing the car. And he couldn't help either. “It's broken,” he said. William asked what he should do now. Chuck said there was a garage in town. They could pick up the car tomorrow. It would cost 100 dollars to pick it up. Only Chash. Willy wondered how much money he could make from Cletus. Hillary offered to buy the suit from him in exchange for a pair of dungarees and a couple of T-shirts for five dollars. If he got a trucker cap with it, Willy said. Hillary agreed.

When Willy brushed his teeth at the wash basin behind the gas station before going to bed, he looked at himself in the dirty broken mirror. No one would recognize him at home like this. Thank God. Although he actually felt fit. He was fine. With the tips and what he had received for his things, he had 105 dollars in his pocket. And a tin of chewing tobacco. Hillary must have forgotten it in there. It would be all right. But now he had to go to bed. Cletus had told Chuck that he would pick Willy up tomorrow at 5:30 a.m.

It wasn't even dawn when Willy stood under the cold shower. Not so much to get clean. More to wake up. When he sat in the back of Cletu's truck half an hour later, he also realized that he didn't need to take a shower. Most of the other day laborers and farmhands who were jolted along with him on the dirt road to Cletus' farm smelled of sweat, tequila and tobacco. Most were in their early-mid 30s like him, but very few spoke his language. Most of them spoke Spanish. Willy didn't. When the truck came to a halt, it was dawn. A breathtaking red stretched across the eastern horizon. Two foremen were instructing the day laborers in Spanish. Willy looked around questioningly. Then he heard someone shouting. “Wyatt, son! Over here!” Willy turned around and spotted Cletus. He was glad to see someone he knew and whose language he spoke. He spit his chewing tobacco on the ground and walked towards Cletus, who shook his hand happily. “Nice to have a real man here for once and not a wetback!” he said and led Willy into the pigsty. Cletus talked about feeding systems and problems with infrared lamps in the piglets. Willy didn't understand a word. But he could tell the difference between a pigsty that needed order and cleanliness and one that was clean and tidy. So he put on his rubber fishing pants, grabbed the hose and got to work.

Apart from a lunch break, taking a shit and fucking a hot Latino once, Willy worked hard. He felt at home in this pigsty. He couldn't say why. At some point, Cletus shouted into the noise of the repaired feeding system that the truck with the day laborers had left. And that Wyatt should call it a day. There'd be a beer on the veranda in a minute. Willy still didn't understand why Cletus always called him “Wyatt”. But it was good to get out of his rubber pants. Willy stood naked in the yard in front of the stable and rinsed the mud off his body with the hose. Even though he couldn't see anyone, he knew he was definitely being watched. And why not? Tough fellows like him were eye-catching.

Wyatt was always the first one awake in the foreman's shack on Cletus Farm. An hour of running, pull-ups, push-ups. You didn't get a body like his from sitting in front of the TV. Cletus appreciated that, and the fact that Wyatt usually wore nothing more than a pair of nylon shorts. Too short to permanently and completely hide his magnificent cock. His muscles and his cock had certainly contributed to the career Wyatt had made on the farm. But his diligence, his expertise and his legendary skill as a pig whisperer had also played a big part. He was responsible for the conversion of the pig farm to sustainable agriculture. And he was happy to get up to his shoulders in mud and pig shit when it came to helping a pregnant sow.

“Dude, I'm definitely not going for a test drive like that,” Wyatt shouted with a laugh to Chuck as he drove his repaired Mustang into the yard. It felt like an eternity ago that Wyatt had broken down with the car. But now his little darling was better than new again, he could rely on Chuck. And that he would suck his cock like a devil when Wyatt drove Chuck back to the gas station. That and the prospect of a hearty dinner at Hillary's were prospects enough for a good night out. Wyatt loved his life here in the country!

Inspiration by @rowdy317, pic by @ki-kink

[mikasas-biggestwhore]

i need sub!mikasa x dom!reader like the reader being kinda taller and more dominant than her maybe

ok thank you 💗

Strawberry Cake ♡

a/n: I love Mikasa so much she’s literally one of my favorite characters. (If you can’t tell from the username). I genuinely had fun writing this one and I hope you like it. It took me so long and it’s 4.5k words.

☆ Warning: fembodied reader, cunnilingus, mention of strap ons, hickies, bondage, squirting

☆ Enjoy my dears <3

Thunder boomed, startling you and Mikasa. You both looked to the sky to see that the clouds were quickly turning into a dangerous looking gray. The man on the news claimed it was supposed to storm an hour from now. Mikasa shrugged it off. She had been wanting to have a picnic date with you for a while and wasn’t going to let a storm get in the way.

‘A little rain never hurt anyone’ She said. Now as you were about to leave you could spot the prominent flashes of lightning in those angry clouds from before. The wind started to pick up and not long after it began to rain buckets. The raindrops crash loudly against the roof of the house you and Mikasa called home, making you both wince from the sound.

Seems like that picnic date was canceled after all.

Both of you went through the motions of preparing for a storm. There was food that didn’t require heat, the bathtub was filled with water, and you both made sure to charge all the electronics both of you owned.

Rain thrashed down as the TV played in front of both of you. As expected, anything that wasn’t cable buffered. The storm was so bad that even the regular channels had a hard time playing without static, glitches, or random pauses.

It was quiet with the TV’s sound playing low. It was hard to watch it with all the stuttering and stops but there was nothing better to do. You and Mikasa sat side by side on the couch, neither of you were speaking. Just enjoying one another’s company. You had your head propped in your hand on the arm of the couch. There were reruns of some show you were trying to watch. The name went over your head but it looked familiar. Where have you seen it from?

“Why don’t we bake a cake?” Mikasa’s voice slightly startled you. It had been a while since she had spoken.

You replay her suggestion and raise a brow to her. “What?”

She shrugged and looked at you, “We have nothing else to do.”

Well, she was right. Both of you had just been sitting here for the last hour waiting for the weather to clear up. Your bodies molding into the shape of the couch as you sat there. Baking a cake could be fun. There was just one issue that concerned you however. “What if the power cuts off in the middle of the cake baking?”

“I mean eating cake batter won’t kill you.” She answered with a smile. Mikasa did have a point there and eating cake sounded very appealing as of right now.

“It could be an at home date.” Mikasa drawled. Your picnic date did get ruined so why not make up for it?

It wouldn’t hurt to try, besides the TV had started to freeze up with the audio sounding altered, “Alright it’s a date.” You agreed.

Mikasa smiled at you and rose from her spot on the couch. She wanted to get started immediately while the house still had power. As she practically skipped her way into the kitchen your eyes couldn’t help but follow the motion her backside made as she moved. Her ass looked like it was a ripple in water and gave you the urge to go and grab a handful of it.

Damn, you really weren’t any better than a man.

You stood up to follow her but your pace was much slower compared to hers. Mikasa had beaten you to the pantry and looked for where the cake mix boxes were stored. The top shelf was the one that held all the boxes of cake mix you two owned. She scanned the boxes from where she stood and one that read ‘strawberry’ caught her eye. That’s the one she had her sights on.

When you finally reached the pantry Mikasa was struggling to reach the small box of cake mix. Her fingertips barely grazed the top and she was trying her best to stretch her body as much as she could. Her heels were completely off the ground, putting all of her weight on her tippy toes. She had also grabbed another shelf to give herself support and she stretched her arm to its complete length.

The sight was a common one. Mikasa has always been very adamant that she was not short. You were a lot taller than her and were happy to grab whatever she needed with a price to pay. That price was that you would tease her for her height right afterwards. It wasn’t harmful in the slightest but you got a kick at the way she would glare and pout at you.

After a bit more fiddling the cake mix had finally fallen over and Mikasa caught it with ease. You will admit Mikasa was creative when dealing with her height disadvantage.

Next she went over to a cabinet that held all of the larger bowls in it. The cabinet was even higher than the shelf that was in the pantry. Once again you watch as she struggled.

“Do you need help, babe?” Mikasa glared at you for even asking such a thing and continued to stretch out her body like she did before.

You could only shake your head and wait. It would only be a matter of time before Mikasa finally took your help. She may be stubborn but she knew her limits.

She was able to stretch her body just a bit more. The small movement was enough for her shirt to rise up slightly and expose a small part of her stomach. There was a small bruise on the newly revealed pale skin that caught your eye. It was a mark you had made on Mikasa the other night. You're surprised that it was even still there.

The memories of how you had marked Mikasa's pretty skin up. You flush. You remembered how she moaned from you kissing her breast carefully. Or the whines that would leave her throat when you kept sucking on her inner thighs but refused to get closer to the wet heat between her legs.

Those dirty thoughts had a heat of your own start to build between your legs.

“Y/N please. I need you.” Mikasa whined with arousal. She squirmed in her place on the bed you shared. She wanted to try something new and her wrists were knotted in a pretty red rope tied to the bed posts. She could only wiggled as you covered her in more marks.

You glanced up at her mischievously from your spot in between her legs. She hissed. Her clit was at your mercy as you toyed with it through her underwear. A fake smile of concern was plastered on your face. “Sweetheart.” Your voice filled with a false sense of worry. “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you need.”

Mikasa's whole body was flushed. Her boobs and stomach were covered in hickies. Your mouth was right there, she could feel your hot breath on her pussy. She tried to move but the restraints pulled tight around her wrists. Her pussy quivered pathetically around nothing. Even the fabric of her underwear was not enough friction. She needed something inside of her, her hole felt so empty.

“I want your strap inside me.” Her voice shook as she spoke. She would love to have that large purple dildo inside her.

One of your fingers played with her underwear, pulling at her waistband and snapping it back into place, “Hmm, I don’t know. You don’t seem like you want it enough”

Her slick created a big wet spot on her underwear.

“Pretty please.” She begged.

You watched her for a moment and smiled menacingly, “How can I say no to that?”

“Ugh, Y/N can you help me?” Mikasa asked, defeated. You were taken back into reality. There was a thunderstorm outside, you and Mikasa were trying to bake a cake, and you had to squeeze your thighs together.

Mikasa turned to you confused. You didn’t respond or move. Your face felt hot and you couldn’t look Mikasa in the eye. Your daydreaming had gone overboard.

Something finally clicked and you realized Mikasa’s request. You grabbed the bowl maybe a little too quickly and placed it in her hands. Even with the bowl in her hands she eyed you curiously. She was always sharp and it was hard to get anything past her. You needed to get her gaze off of you, it wasn’t helping wetness between your legs.

“Mikasa I’m taller than you.” You teased to distract yourself.

The raven rolled her eyes at the statement. She knew it was only a matter of time before you got on her about her height again. It was a common thing you teased her for.

She turned her attention to the back of the cake box and scanned the text, reading the instructions before replying.

“You just have longer arms than me.” She corrects. She looked at the first ingredient she needed. “Can you get me 3 eggs from the fridge?”

You did it without another ask. You needed to focus on something else other than Mikasa. You went to the refrigerator and pulled out 3 brown eggs. Mikasa said she bought them because they were healthier than regular eggs. It didn’t matter to you, they all tasted the same.

While you were retrieving the eggs Mikasa had poured the cake mix into the bowl. You gave her the eggs and carefully she began to crack them into the bowl. It always amazed you how she was always able to crack them perfectly in two with no shells dropping. You watched her curiously but from your vantage point you got a full view of her cleavage.

You swore. Someone had to be setting you up.

There were only two more ingredients she needed before she could mix everything, “Can you get the ‘1 cup’ measuring cup and fill it with water? Also, can you get the vegetable oil?” you nodded.

Stay strong, you have to stay strong.

You made your way over to your pantry and looked through the shelves until you finally stumbled on the vegetable oil. It was a full unopened bottle. Well that shows how much cooking you and Mikasa did.

Next you dug through the drawer and found the measuring cups. You grabbed the one you needed and headed back over to Mikasa.

It wasn’t much longer before Mikasa had gotten a wisp and began to stir all the ingredients in the bowl. Supposedly this was the difficult part of baking, having to make sure all the ingredients were properly mixed in with each other.

The batter once full of different colors turned into a solid color of pink. Its bright color made it look appetizing. It was probably going to smell amazing while it baked.

“Now we can get a pan and bake it.” Mikasa smiled up at you. You smiled back.

How did you get so lucky with Mikasa? She was so beautiful, perfect in every way, and she could bake. She was playful and sweet but could also push you around if she wanted to. You knew from the moment you laid her eyes on her that she was the one.

Mikasa had caught your gaze. You both stared at one another. It was a tense moment but Mikasa glanced down at your lips. There was something that started to burn behind her eyes and that’s when you knew.

You pinned her between the counter and your body and Mikasa gasped. She looked at you with a darkening gaze. Her dark eyes filling with lust. A smirk etched itself on your face. You slouched and got close to Mikasa’s ear and whispered.

“I know we’re making a cake but I want a different kind of dessert.” You grabbed a handful of her ass.

A pink hue covered her face as you groped her. She shifted in your hold and accidentally pushed the bowl of cake batter with her arm. Oh right, the cake.

You and Mikasa looked at eachother and giggled, “It’s okay babe. All the ingredients should be good when we’re done.” You assured. Just to be safe you moved the batter into the refrigerator. When you turned around you pounced on Mikasa, bringing her mouth to yours.

She made a noise of surprise but soon recovered. The two of you kissed passionately with you taking the lead. You put your hand through Mikasa’s hair and forced your way into her mouth. The raven let out a moan that spurred you on. Mikasa grabbed at your waist trying to pull you closer.

Your mouth fit perfectly with Mikasa’s. It made you never want to break away but unfortunately you both need oxygen to survive.

As you broke away you both panted. You could actually look at Mikasa now and her hair was a mess from your hand being in it. Her lips were tinted and puffy from kissing so much. You could only assume that you were probably in the same condition.

It wasn’t long before you were right back at it. Instead of kissing Mikasa's lips you kissed the area where her neck and shoulder met. You latched on to the sensitive skin sucked and bit at it. Mikasa’s body grew weak in your hold and it made you smile.

Only you could make her like this. Weak and wet.

You continued to leave open mouthed kisses along her neck. You moved upwards to kiss at her jaw, she moaned loudly in your ear at the touch of the sensitive area. Mikasa couldn't help herself and began to grind her front into you.

“Bedroom?” You asked as you pulled back. A thin line of sweat had started to form on your face. Mikasa’s bangs had stuck to her forehead. Her eyes blinked slowly and she nodded

As you scooped her up Mikasa’s legs were quick to cling to your waist. Her feet placed nicely at your ass. She wrapped her arms around your neck for balance and you took advantage of this.

Your lips connected to her neck and sucked at her skin. “Shit.” She swore. You could feel her hips begin to thrust into yours to gain some friction. You did the same as you sucked a vibrant mark on her neck. It was so bright compared to Mikasa’s pale skin. You loved leaving marks on her skin. The mark filled you with delight. There would be way more than where that came from.

Actually getting to the bedroom you shared with Mikasa was difficult. You two were so involved with each other, there were a couple wrong turns that had Mikasa giggling and you growing embarrassed. It had gotten to the point you would have been happy if you got to fuck her on the couch.

When you finally reached the bedroom you dropped Mikasa and she fell with a soft thump. Your black comforter contrasts against her.

“Take off your clothes.” You commanded.

Mikasa was quick with taking off her shirt and quickly kicked off her shorts she was wearing. You did the same and both of you were stripped to your underwear and bras.

You made your way over to Mikasa crawling up her body. You towered over her and bent on your elbows to kiss her softly. It was much different from your earlier make out session. While that was rushed and rough, this was soft and slow. You two were at it for a couple of minutes and you slowly moved down her body.

“You're so pretty.” You whispered. Mikasa blushed but smiled nonetheless. You don’t know how you got so lucky.

Your fingers slowly undid her bra and tossed it to god knows where. Mikasa’s pale breasts fell out and your positive your eyes sparkled as you watched them bounce. You had always been more of a boob girl and couldn’t help but grab them.

They were soft and you began to thumb over one of her nipples slowly. You drew tight circles around the nipple and watched the little bud begin to grow firm. Mikasa sucked in a harsh breath through her teeth. You latched your mouth to the other nipple and felt Mikasa grab the back of your head.

She wanted to keep you in place as you sucked at her tits. Your tongue swirled around the bud, lightly playing with it in your mouth. She released a soft groan and her hand tightened in your hair. Her tits were always so sensitive.

This went on for a couple more minutes until you started to grow impatient. You were never good with waiting, “Alright, let’s see what we’re working with.” You pulled away from Mikasa to her displeasure. You scooted off the edge of the bed and pulled Mikasa with you.

You were on your knees on the carpeted floor, placed perfectly between Mikasa’s thighs. This made the other girl blush.

From here you could see the wet spot that formed on Mikasa’s underwear. You could smell her also from being so close and the scent made your mouth water. You licked your lips as the sight. Mikasa was so wet and horny for you.

But first you needed to do something.

Slowly you began to kiss her legs. The kisses were soft and slow. You wanted Mikasa to feel loved.

Mikasa squirmed as you did this. She appreciated the gesture but she wanted your attention elsewhere. Her pussy gusted as she watched you. You continued your ministrations teasing her in the process. You kissed her calves, ankles, and even her thighs but never got close to her cunt.

After a few more minutes of this Mikasa had had enough.

“Y/N” she whispered. You looked up at her putting a fake expression of confusion.

“What’s wrong Mikasa?” Fake with concern.

The raven flushed. “You keep teasing me.”

Your expression morphed into a sly one. You looked up at her with a smirk plastered on your face. “Then tell me what you want me to do.”

Mikasa felt slightly embarrassed but she was too horny to care right now. She grabbed her thighs and spread her legs wide for you. If possible her face grew more red as she pulled her underwear back to reveal her pussy.

It dripped with a slick. It had started to pool at her hole. If you watched long enough you could see her clit twitch from meeting the cool air. The sight had your own pussy flutter.

“I want your mouth on me.” Her words made you groan. This was the push you needed. Mikasa all prettily spread out for you, her underwear completely soaked through, and her little sighs as she waited for you to make your move.

It wasn’t long as you made quick work of her underwear, tossing it in the same general direction of her bra from before.

You moved your face close to Mikasa’s pussy but were still too far to do anything. Your eyes looked over her glistening folds and blew on her lightly. She let out a little whine and you watched her clit give a twitch. The movement of the little bud made you giggle. Mikasa’s body was so cute.

Mikasa squirmed from your gaze being on her for so long. She was starting to grow impatient and embarrassed. You should probably get started. You needed a moment because it was just so much fun teasing her.

Without any warning you licked a long stride up her cunt.

“Fuck.” Mikasa gasped. You eagerly lapped at her folds running your tongue from the top to the bottom with concentration. Mikasa moaned and her body withered under your ministrations. You wanted to really taste her.

The feeling of your tongue on her was one that left her constantly out of breath. You were a menace, a skilled one. Each time you ate Mikasa out she swore that a piece of her would die and ascend. It must be to heaven because she sure felt like she entered the cloud palace when you were between her legs.

There wasn’t much noise coming from Mikasa. She squirmed on the sheets and let out a hard breath every now and then. It worried you at one point but you found that she was usually quiet during sex, which is why when you heard her cry out because YOU were the one making her feel good pride would always fill your chest.

It was one of those times when Mikasa wasn’t making much noise so you took it up a notch. You completely focused on Mikasa’s clit. You rolled the firm bud in your mouth and felt it twitch against your tongue as you sucked at it.

Her thighs quivered around your head and her fingers twisted into the sheets. “Yes, like that. Feels so good.” She moaned.

She could barely open her eyes as pleasure coursed through her. It all felt so good and left her mind feeling blank. Her chest rose and fell harshly as she tried to gain composure but just simply couldn’t. It felt too good for her to comprehend.

Mikasa gave light thrusts into your mouth but would stop and then start again. It seemed to be a constant battle with herself. Did she want to be closer to you or farther away? Your tongue felt so good on her but too much at the same time. Her body just couldn’t make up its mind.

So you made the choice for her.

Your arms curled around her thighs and pulled her closer. Tentatively, you moved your tongue lower to her hole, licking at her entrance slowly. The motion had her whine above you. It seemed that you made more slick pool at the base of her cunt. You played with the rim of her hole and without any warning plunged your tongue inside of her.

“Oh fuck!” Mikasa threw her head back and arched.

Immediately there was the feeling of fingers threading through your hair. You barely did anything and Mikasa was already trying to shove your face farther into her pussy. You had no issue with it. You used the hold you already had on her thighs and if possible spread her legs wider to give you better access.

Her walls clenched around your tongue, fluttering whenever you wiggled it in the slightest. She let out small gasps and soft moans which were music to your ears. The scent of Mikasa was strong. Her musk filled your nostrils and made your mouth water. You loved how she smelled. The way she tasted was even better.

Mikasa has always tasted sweet to you. There was always a hint of bitterness but you barely tasted it if at all. Another moan erupted from her, this one louder than the last. The sounds Mikasa made was something you could listen to on repeat. There were so many things that made you love to eat Mikasa out. It was your favorite thing to do in the bedroom.

The feeling of your own slick starting to pool in your underwear. Oh, that was another thing. Eating Mikasa out heavily turned you on.

One of your hands inched its way downwards to your own underwear. Your underwear was completely soaked and your slick was practically dripping down your thighs. To be fair you had been so focused on Mikasa you had been neglecting yourself.

You pushed past your own waistband and began to finger yourself. You could feel how your own walls clung to your finger and added a second one. You were so wet you were able to fit in two of your fingers immediately. You thrusted them in and out of yourself quickly as your thumb moved in circles on your clit. The feeling made your toes curl and you moaned into Mikasa making the raven throw her head back in return.

It wasn’t going to be much longer before both of you finished. Your tongue thrusts had begun to get sloppy and the raven above you was a mess. Everything felt so hot and both you and Mikasa were so sweaty. She had gotten much louder then she had been before which was a tell tale sign she was gonna cum.

Mikasa’s face was scrunched up in pleasure and her body had begun to stiffen up. “I’m so close.” She whined out.

You pulled your face away from her. The raven panted as she looked down at you in confusion. A sign of desperation and want was etched in her features. You lifted your other hand that had been clawing at Mikasa’s thigh and plunged your middle finger inside of her.

She moaned loudly and practically screamed when you then placed your thumb on her clit. You couldn’t help but get disappointed that Mikasa wouldn’t be cumming in your mouth or on your strap but those would be plans for another day.

Your finger wiggled around until you finally found her G-spot. You abused the internal button until Mikasa started to spasm. “C-Cumming!”

Her walls squeezed around your digits tightly and her eyes rolled back. You slowly stopped playing with her clit and helped her through her orgasm. When you removed your fingers a thin line of slick connected you to her pussy.

Mikasa’s whole body seemed to deflate as she laid on your bed. She huffed and puffed trying to get her breathing back to a normal level. She was spent. Now it was your turn.

It wasn’t going to take much.

You laid back on your spot on the floor and started to thrust in yourself again. You had subconsciously paused your own pleasure to push Mikasa over the edge. This had set you back some. You rubbed and fingered yourself but it didn’t seem to build up, it just wasn’t enough anymore.

You're not sure when but Mikasa had somehow regained her composure and moved down on the floor with you. You were trying desperately to get some pleasure. “Let me help.” She said, She removed your hands from yourself and got down to the level of your pussy.

Was she about to? No. Would she?

Your question was answered quickly as Mikasa latched her mouth onto your clit. A loud moan escaped you but that was the first to come. Mikasa put her fingers inside you going in and out.

Like you thought it wasn’t long before you were back on the verge of cumming. Mikasa’s fingers felt so good rubbing against your walls. At some point she found your G-Spot and whenever she rubbed the sponge area it had your eyes rolling back. The rubber band you felt in your belly was ready to snap.

Something about this time felt different but it became a small thought at the back of your head.

“Mika I’m gonna-” You weren’t able to finish as your orgasm came over you. You're not sure when you closed your eyes but all you saw was white behind your eyelids. Your whole body arched and convulsed. It was slightly muted to your own ears but you could hear yourself making noise of some kind.

After you were thoroughly through your orgasm it took a few seconds for your brain to switch back on again.

When you opened your eyes Mikasa’s half of her face was wet and dripping slightly. What happened? What did you do?

“I made you squirt babe.” She licked her lips. Oh, since when were you able to squirt? You’ve never done that before.

Mikasa sat herself upright, “I didn’t know you could do that.”

“I didn’t either.” you said as you looked sheepishly at her. You grabbed one of your shirts that had been cast aside much earlier and handed it to Mikasa.

She wiped her face and the two of you kissed. You could taste yourself in Mikasa’s mouth but didn’t mind. Both of you stood up and made your way over to the bed. You were both disgustingly sweaty but you needed to wash the bedsheets anyways

Mikasa and you both flopped on the bed and got comfortable. You cuddled up to one another and then thunder clapped startling you both. Right there was a thunderstorm outside which reminded you.

You turned over to Mikasa, “I know we’re both gross but do you wanna finish baking that cake? You taste wonderful but strawberry cake sounds really good right now.”

Y’all idk if I can write that much for all these requests. Gosh dang this thing took a lot of brain power to come up with 😭. Also I appreciate criticism it helps a lot!

Anyway, I do hope you like it. I’m a little self-conscious about the actual smut part but it is what it is. Let me know if I missed anything for the warning. On to the next request!

[orangameelectronics]

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[bwoahtastic]

Robot Oscar!!!!

Max can't help but take Oscar in but now he is legally Oscar's owner and sure Max is an experienced cat owner but he has never had to care for an android! Max awkwardly hoovering around Oscar asking if he has a usb-c or lightning charging port and Oscar dryly tells him he has a power down mode in which he charges, nothing to be inserted thank you very much!

Also can you imagine professional yapper and know it all Max dealing with Oscar? Max's self-defense in awkward times is spewing cat or geography facts but Oscar literally is the Internet he knows more and always just nods solemnly.

Max waking up one night to not only find the cats curled up on the bed with him, but Oscar too (they form a chaotic trio there to manipulate him, Max is 90% sure Oscar speaks cat but Oscar is denying it) curled up real small so he wouldn't wake Max. Max manhandling Oscar under the covers next to him claiming that he is sure it will help Oscar charge better and Oscar smiles softly and says he thinks so too, he is pretty sure he read an article on it (liesssss!!)

SCREAMING

Vibing with Max basically going "I'm a great cat dad how hard can it be caring for a robot" and Oscar is just silently judging him lol. Max going over with charging cables trying to figure out where the charging port would be and Oscar stops that real fast lol. Oscar explaining his low power mode, kinda between sleeping and meditating and he will power up through that, and Max just blurts out that's great cos electricity prices are so high now as if he isnt mega rich

Oscar thinks it's very amusing ehen Max seems to want to fill any awkward silence with just straight up yapping and Oscar does love to correct Max when he is wrong lol! The only things he doesn't know more on than Max is basically human emotion and habits and it fascinates him, so Max often has Oscar wandering after him to see what he is doing (they gotta talk about boundaries when Max is in the shower and suddenly hears "isn't bar soap better than liquid body wash? According to a study by-" and let's out a screech seeing Oscsr fully clothed in the shower next to him)

Pls Oscar and the cats just vibing a lot and Max is a little jealous when both cats curl up on Oscar's lap instead of his (he says it's cheating hearing Oscar upped his body temp a little because they like the warmth), but Oscar seems excited so it's fine.

Max waking up to 2 cats and 1 android sleeping a the end of his bed and he is groggy and confused but pulls Oscar over to be more comfortable. Oscar might be able to deal with the awkward angle but Max's muscles ache just looking st it so he isnt having his robot be uncomfortable! He mutters it's so Oscar can recharge better and Oscar hums, agreeing thst he read about that too (first lie Oscar ever told anyone).

(He much later also claims he heard that a kiss could help androids recharge faster and innocently asks if Max could help him test that theory)

[netscapenavigator-official]

Honestly, SAE-J1772 and CCS1 wouldn't be that bad of a charging standard if they hadn't given it the USB Type B SuperSpeed treatment.

[strangelittlestories]

The three girls were sitting outside the McDonalds by the dingy underpass beneath the A-road that circled the town. They wore grey hoodies and seemed to be arguing.

Cee checked the map she had been given by the Hermes courier. It was still there in her hand, even here in the dream. She had followed the route as best she could.

1) Head north until you reach the country club. 2) Steal a rowboat and head out onto the lake. 3) When the storm descends, bargain with the spirit at the centre for passage, 4) When you are spit out you’ll find yourself in a forest pond, at which point you must turn twice widdershins and pass under the mushroom arch. 5) Take the footpath until you’re back on the main road, then take a left past the Gregg’s. 6) Look for the golden arches on Argyle Street. 7) Fall asleep there and dream: in your mind, they shall be there.

Here she was. And these must be the ladies.

She sidled over and began to hear their argument:

“Dana, give it. You know I cannot read the thrice-cursed menu without the i.”

The girl who spoke was reaching for a battered old iphone, which the second girl was currently using to record a video.

“Shut up, Enya, you are distracting me. You can have the i once I have used it to complete the Oracle Challenge on TikTok.”

The third girl snatched the iphone away, while the first two bickered and began scrolling it with one hand.

“Oh my gods, Freddo, you already have the tooth! Stop hogging!”

The third girl grinned and produced a small off-white bluetooth speaker from her hoodie. She tapped the iphone screen and the speaker began playing Despacito.

“It is almost out of charge, sisters. I must have my jams - my jams! My jams! - before it is fully depleted.”

Cee cleared her throat, so as not to surprise them.

“Um, excuse me.” The three girls all swung their heads to face Cee at the exact same time. “I was told that you three would know where to find the gorgon?”

The three replied at once, speaking over each other in one fluid and deeply creepy rush.

“Oh for-” “-the sake of-” “-Zeus’s golden showers-" “-another would-be hero-” “-approaches us to- “-accomplice another monster murder-” “-get-” “-to-” “-fudge.”

“Oh no,” Cee replied. “You’ve misunderstood. The gorgon is my girlfriend. I think … an ancient king or god or something … kidnapped her?”

“Hmmm.” said Dana. “That’s new. I don’t know if I like it yet.”

“Oooh, a queer retelling,” said Dana, “BookTok is gonna flip their shit about this.”

“No. A fully unadulterated, manifested, healthily boundaried ‘no’.” said Freddo, “I am not gonna be a part of burying this gay. And I will gatekeep the flip out of you if I must.”

Cee thought for a moment.

“I get where you’re coming from,” she said, “but perhaps I could offer you something in exchange? I notice you just have the one dying iphone and one dodgy speaker between you?”

“One i and one tooth, yes. That is the way of it.”

“Well … I could offer you this power bank and a couple of USB/lightning cables? Then you could keep your stuff charged and you might not have to argue over the last dregs of power?”

The three girls huddled and whispered for a moment. The sound of the cars on the circular road above - each roaring with the sound of a thought tearing through Cee’s subconscious - drowned out their deliberations. Once more, they looked up at exactly the same time and all spoke as one.

“Very well, we shall tell you what you seek.”

Cee was glad she had brought the charge brick with her. She supposed it was true what they said: In the ring-road of the mind, the charged iphone is king.

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[quirkwizard]

Do you think you could do something based around the Pikachu line? Specifically Raichu and its Alolan form.

For the sake of this, I'll focus Raichu and on the tail since I believe that could cover all the traits of both of it's forms.

I see it working as a Mutant type Quirk that alters the user's lower back, granting them a long, black, cable-like tail with a yellow lightning bolt at the end. The tail is prehensile and rather fast. This bolt generates a high amount of electricity, which the user can apply. The user has an immense amount of control over the electricity in the tail, being able to unleash its full charge to knock someone out or merely apply it to charge an electrical device. The user can even apply this to generate electromagnetic activity around the bolt. This can let the user influence metal objects near the tail or use their electromagnetic power to float around on it. They can shock their foes into submission, use their own tail like a surf board to get around, overload or power up electrical equipment, fire out metal projectiles at people from their tail, or simply enjoy the usage of the appendage. This gives the user a good mix of options, with their high amount granting them a multitude of options. Though this is limited to the user's tail and they can only apply it over short ranges. The charge of the tail is mediocre, and it may not be able to put down tougher foes. A possible name for the Quirk could be "Thunder Bolt".