#little morning boost!

[cali]

thank you tipsilon you will keep us warm

[spikes-got-anger-issues]

[finngualart]

lived out in the countryside for about 3.5 years of my life and developed this habit of taking a picture of the view first thing in the morning. been back in the city for about a year now and i miss this so so much.

[smiledotdeer]

You guys were talking about the breeding kink last night! I may be late, but I’m still going to comment!

I bet none of you have actually followed through, but I did! That puts me a cut above the rest!

[bbeelzemon]

just had paramedics called on me for the first time todayy

[rragnaroks]

my little suncatchers make me so happy

[hannahshouyu]

mustard yellow and forest green aren’t just colors, they’re like brothers to me

[dandelight]

binge culture has contributed to the inability for audiences to engage with a stories that don’t give them all the answers upfront send tweet

[fandomandsparkles]

@khimkito @theenbywithnotalent i love you guys but i have to say it did Not work

[sensazioneultra]

everyone around me is like i can't properly wake up in the morning if i don't have 24 cups of very strong black coffee no sugar whatever.. meanwhile i just gritted my teeth for 5 minutes to get down the smallest cup of coffee with 3kg of sugar

[aastarions]

I’m taking advantage of the tea making setup my job has in the lunch area and I’m going to learn to make myself good tea LOL today i made earl grey with just some sugar i saw honey available but maybe tomorrow

[butterfirefly]

Nagi and/or Reo for the character bingo( ◠‿◠ )

Nagi and Reo respectively.

[hippo-pot]

"For the economy, extreme heat keeps customers at home rather than going out to shop or dine and prompts some people to make vacation plans in cooler places than Texas. It can reduce agricultural crop yields and slow down construction projects.

“The economy will need to adapt,” said Anil Kumar, an economic policy advisor and senior economist at the Dallas Fed, and one of the authors of the analysis. “Communities may adapt by adopting more technology to be more sustainable and other ways to mitigate the effects of heat waves.”

The heat also impacts businesses’ productivity: A quarter of companies responding to a Dallas Fed survey in August reported lower revenue or lower production due to the heat, citing lower customer demand and reduced labor productivity. The state’s leisure and hospitality, transportation, and retail sectors were among the most impacted.

Industries whose workers are frequently outdoors — including the oil and gas industry and construction — saw a notable slowdown in employment growth related to the heat.

Though economists found a clear negative impact to the state’s economy from hotter summers, warmer temperatures brought by climate change may actually boost the state’s economy in the spring and fall — if it’s a perfectly even increase year round, then in some years the boost could outweigh the negative impacts of the summer.

The positive effect on growth in those seasons could be because warmer springs allow farmers to plant earlier in the season and boost real estate sales. Kumar also said that as summers have become more extreme, Texas companies may already be shifting business activities to the spring and fall."

[eldritchmochi]

i am already at about 1k calories for the day and more than half of it comes from literally drinking basically an entire fucking glass of coffee creamer 🫠🫠🫠

[mechawolfie]

shower taken !!

[nivisdreaming]

Kinktober Day 1: Size - Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader

WC: 1.1k

CW: Size play, predator/prey dynamics, established relationship, piv penetration, no protection, creampie, teasing, praise, sub!reader, dom!miguel, subspace implied, reader gets fucked so good she passes out, aftercare is included

Notes: first time writing for miguel? pog? also welcome to kinktober everyone its gonna get freaky >:)

Miguel is constantly pinning you to things. He’s not even doing it on purpose necessarily, he’s just so big.

It’s not his fault that he’ll reach for something over your head, or try to scooch behind you in the kitchen or hallway, and all of a sudden you’re pushed against the nearest surface being towered over by a 6’9 spider hybrid.

What is his fault is how he abuses it once he realizes how flustered it makes it. He’s always been very perceptive when it came to you. He knows how your cheeks flush red with embarrassment, how your breath hitches, and your thighs squeeze together in need, right as you look upward to view him caging you in. It always gives a sickening ego boost. You’re just so small compared to him. Breakable. Fragile. Delicate. Delicious.

He starts subtlety. Sneaking behind you when you’re making morning coffee, hovering behind when you work at your desk, and of course, getting you down on your knees for him whenever possible. It doesn’t take long to escalate however, coming to a head one night before he is set to attend a Spider Society gala with you as his plus one.

You slide the dress up your body carefully, allowing the snug material to cling tight around your breasts in its strapless style. You straighten it out and peered over your shoulder to call, “Miggy? Can you come zip me up please?”

You adjust your hair and makeup in the mirror as you listen to his lumbering footsteps, smiling when he appears behind you, his eyes tracing over your curves in the reflection. He takes a step closer, and the way his shoulders dwarf yours causes your breath to hitch. He slides a hand up your side and another comes to rest on the back of your neck. You open your mouth to make the request again, but the air is knocked out of you as he pushes forwards, pinning you firmly to the floor-length mirror without looking away from his scanning of your body.

“Sweet, tiny little thing. You’re so easy to push around, aren’t you, mi princesa?” He pushes his hips forward to rut against your ass, and your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head from the combo of his growling tone and his hot erection against you. He leans down to nip at your earlobe before muttering, “I know you love how much bigger than you I am. Does it make you feel all funny? To know how I could wreck you, how I could turn you into my cowering prey, stuck underneath me? It makes your brain all fuzzy. And it makes your cunt dripping wet.” He uses the hand on your side to tug up the dress, exposing your bare ass. He scoffs at the lewdity and gives one of the round globes a spank, forcing a whimper from you.

You watch him in the mirror as he blocks you in on all sides while running a finger down to your folds, teasingly sliding it against your entrance before bringing it to his month to suck off the slick. He hums in approval and moves his arms to sit on either side of your head, leaving you boxed in but free to move against him.

“Spin around. I wanna look you in the eyes while I stretch your tight pussy to it’s breaking point, and if I see you look away I will make sure neither of us sees this event tonight.”

You gulp and slowly twirl around, having to crane your neck to meet his eyes even as he leers down at you. He places a hand over yours and coaxes it to the front of his crotch, using you to squeeze at his bulge before instructing you to undo the zipper and pull him out. You obey without hesitation, allowing him to tug down the top of your dress and reveal your tits as you do. His cock springs eagerly from its confines, precum already leaking from the tip that has flushed a deep purple.

Instinctively you try to drop down to your knees, your clouded headspace demanding that you needed to gag around him as soon as possible, but he manhandles you back up and off the ground with your wrists above your head and legs wrapped around his slutty waist. The rough force has you moaning softly, eyes already glazed over despite the lack of direct stimulation. It makes him chuckle darkly.

He lines his tip up with your entrance and gives no warning before sliding in with a single thrust. The slick dripping down your thighs is plenty of lube as he begins an earth-shattering pace, hips slamming into yours and tip kissing your cervix with every thrust. He leans down and vigorously sucks and bites around your breasts, littering them with hickeys while you cry on his cock, sobbing hysterically from pleasure.

He pulls away from his marking to take in your appearance, at the fat globs of tears gathering on your cheeks make his hips stutter and his abs tense. “God, princesa, feels so good to corrupt you like this,” he switches his grip from your hip to your tummy so he can thumb at your clit, “So ruined for me. Molded this tiny cunt to my dick, so it’s perfect just for me.” You whimper at the praise, jaw dropping open and tongue lolling out as he slides against the spongey spot inside you and rubs fast circles around your bundle of nerves.

“That’s it, my good little girl. So delicate, just gotta take care of you by breaking that poor little brain every once and awhile. Go ahead sweet thing, cum on me, show me how good little prey thank the predators.” His words send you spinning into the abyss, everything in your body pulling taunt and then snapping back as your vision goes from white to black and suddenly you’re so light and floaty that you can’t feel the way you soak Miguel’s cock, nor the way he cums deep inside you as your walls milk him dry. You don’t feel him carry you to the bed, or feel him drag the damp cloth between your legs. You don’t feel how he kisses both your cheeks in hopes of getting your eyes to flutter open, to no avail.

What you do feel is when he pulls your trembling body against his broad chest, rubbing up and down on your arms softly and whispering to you. “Mi amor, you gotta come back to me now. Open up those eyes for me. You did so good for me baby, surprised you made it as long as you did without passing out on my dick. C’mon, wakey wakey corazón.” His words are encouragement enough to float back downwards, settling into his touch until you have enough strength to pull your eyelids open and peer up at him with large doe-eyes. “Aw, welcome back little girl. Te amo.”