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[wisecrackingeric-2]

☆ Soooutheeern niiiiiights,, have you eeeeveerr heard of soooutheeernn niiiiiights,,,, ☆

I love using the trans flag colours in my art <<33

[dangerousbride]

Useful 😘🚤 || (Spicy follow-up 💋)

[nishikiace]

Request:

ftm!toji being found and taken in like a stray by dom!m!reader

reader treating him like royalty and allowing him to live far from his previous job of killing

(chubbier dadbod toji due to his new lifestyle)

some breeding kink to get him pregnant with megumi

anon im so sorry i accidentally deleted your request by fucking up my draft 😭 im literally stupid 🥴 those who saw it posted incomplete and broken, no you didn't

tysm for requesting it, i enjoyed writing it too much as u can tell.

ftm! bottom! fushiguro toji

Warnings: top!male!reader, dom!reader - amab anatomy, ftm!character - afab anatomy, nipple play, consensual groping, fingering, cunnilingus, breeding, creampie

p1 [p2] [p3 -tbc]

[masterlist]

you never thought that finding a bruised man asleep in the alley behind your house, would lead to you taking in a stray, rent-free..

(but you can't say you're complaining, you think, watching his dark shirt stretch across his fat tits as he yawns and stretches his arms.)

as much as I want to see this man bent over vacuuming my house and packing my bento, i doubt toji is a domestic god like that. but he more than makes up for it by bending over countertops, and giving you something better to eat every morning

waking up next to him is a soft affair. as youre making out with his sleep-swollen lips, play with his nipples and make his torso shake and curl into you. tease them all morning

and when he's making coffee for you before work, you should hug him from behind and sneak your hands into his tight shirt. grope the softness of his stomach and sensitive chest and kiss the back his neck. he doesn't outwardly react but his red ears and perking buds give him away. roll and pinch his nipples under his shirt while hugging him from behind and force him into a gasping nipple orgasm before you leave the house

weekends with toji are for spending time together too. bring him to the market to help you carry all the groceries with his wide biceps. lead him around with an around around his thin, firm waist, squeezing at the thick fat and corded muscles underneath. buy him flowers and feed him sweets, and when it's less crowded, slide your hand down to dip under his pants and hold onto the fat on his hips and ass

dilf-ication is real and it affects your loved ones

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coming home to see this man laying on your couch is better than any homecooked meal. you walk closer and kneel in front of his spread legs, palming him through his loose boxers and nipping at his broad thighs

spank his ass and slap his thighs just to watch them jiggle with all that extra weight he's put on, in the comfort of your home and bank account. pull off his boxers and hook his knees over your shoulders

"oh f-fuck," toji groans, feeling his thighs lock around your head as you blow a soft breath over his wet folds. "nghh, hurry up."

he grabs your hair roughly with one hand and buries your face in between his legs, his other hand gripping tightly at the sofa to arch more into your mouth. your lips brush against his swollen pussy and you begin licking broad stripes from his ass to his clit. reaching the top, you purse your lips around the nub and suck tightly

toji lets out a wrecked sound, feeling his insides convulse. taking advantage of the moment, you thrust your fingers deep into his gushing cunt and scrape your knuckles against his walls, thumb rubbing at his asshole and mouth worshipping his fat clit

"a-ah! oh shit!" his hand in your hair aggressively digs in to drag your face into his pussy harder with each raw wail and fucked out groan. slick is running down your face and staining the sofa, gushing out with every clench

you pull back slightly, catching his labia with your teeth and pulling before allowing your teeth to scrape over the hood of his clit. feeling him shudder, you pull back the hood and begin rapidly flicking your tongue on the exposed nub

toji swears with a shaky, high pitched voice and stutters into your face, thick stomach clenching and shuddering as he rides out his orgasm on your wet face. the noises he makes have you burying deeper for more

debauched and sweaty, this man is laid out on your couch like a king, thighs open and shining with spit, fat skin creasing between his thigh meat and hip bones that you want to bite on to

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toji has gotten too used to his domesticity and the security of his new life with you - he would want to lock it down. so he likes to lock his thighs around your hips when you fuck, to push your cock deeper into his womb, right before you can cum. the thought of you impregnating him feels so good he gets lightheaded. hold on to his belly when you breed him to really awaken that animalistic urge

a guttural groan leaves toji's lips as you set up a ruthless pace into his hole. his feet curl around your back and thighs twitch every time you slam back into his drooling cunt. you're filling him so thoroughly he can barely think

he's demanding, "fuck me harder" while his muscular body shakes in your grip. the sheets rustle beneath you and bed creaks and bashes into the wall with powerful thrusts. breathless groans and choking breaths leave his gaping lips and he just knows he will be bruised and swollen everywhere tomorrow

you switch to a staccato rhythm, skin grinding his clit and making him arch into you with a gasp. he's getting closer, eyes rolling back into his skull, feeling your cockhead kissing his cervix with a new pace

"s-shit, I'm gonna come!" toji moans loudly. his body tenses as a wave of squirt gushes around your cock. you bottom out your thrusts as he cums hard enough to rattle his body, walls milking you deep

"aah, m-make me fucking pregnant! fill me up!" you push your cum into his womb and claim his red-hot, swollen cunt

"nngh fuck!" he gasps, dizzy at the semen and squirt overflowing from his hole and bubbling and spilling out all over the bedsheets

"d-don't move yet," toji smirks once he catches his breath, hole fluttering around your cock. "I want it to take."

your bedroom forever has a dented wall you hide with the bedframe

[incorrectmahabharatquotes]

Would you also have the same issue if the masjid was built instead of the mandir? then I agree with it otherwise not

Yes, if I lived in a Muslim majority country and masjid was being built and communal hatred was being incited against the country's minorities in the name of said building, I'd be saying the same thing. OBVIOUSLY. If something is wrong, it's wrong. Unlike some people, my stance on human rights doesn't change because they happen to belong to a different label.

On a different note, why are people always doing this strange what-aboutery? Do they think the situation changes just because you change the arbitrary labels? Or do people want a "gotcha!" moment for me?

-Mod S

[mossyivy]

EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE THAT VIDEO IT MAKES ME GIGGLE!

Imagine you’re just trying to pee in peace, maybe a moment to yourself after having to chase your daughter around all day. All for Leon to come barging in, opening the bathroom door like it’s such a normal thing.

“You know—I saw that trend on Instagram, and I personally think me and you would be horses, and Violet a tiny pony…I see you as one of those pretty white horses honey.”

You just have to sit there like ‘😐’ while trying to go to the bathroom as Leon continues to ramble on about being horses in another lifetime, swearing that you’d be the prettiest horse in the wild. Violet was just happily cooing and playing with her daddy’s hair like always, not even having a clue as to what was going on.

- Anon! 🎀

(It's just such a funny thought.) Video in question

This is the man I fell in love with... Was the thought going through your head as you lower your magazine, staring at your husband as your 6 month old tugs at her father's hair without care. He seems so unphased as he leans against the bathroom door frame continuing to ramble.

"What're those horses called? Like it's a specific breed."

"Leon,... my love," you stare at him as his attention is pulled from thought, eyes locking on you, "Five minutes.... Of peace. Please."

"Ah, yeah. Sorry. Enjoy your time." He steps back, shutting the door with his leave. You sigh in relief as you go back to your magazine. Staring at the beauty article you were trying to read before you look at the door.

He's at the the other side still, isn't he?

"Camarillo Horses." You softly say, hearing the familiar sound of his foot stomping in the hallway.

"Right! Camarillo horses!"

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Survivors of the City||

~~Reserved Resident evil au with @within-the-resort ~~

Leon S. Kennedy was driving down the road while looking ahead and checking the radio hearing nothing. He was sent here for a mission after the last one he's done a few years ago. He got reports of survivors maybe still trapped in a new zombie infested area. Wasting no time, he was driving fast to get to the city and hopes he was not too late. The drive wasn't too long but he hopes to make it in time.

[cabeswaterdrowned]

@crimeronan your tags are perfect you are totally right. (would have been the flipped side of actual pre TRK Adam sexuality discourse where people were consistently like ‘okay but is Adam even gay though? ik he called Ronan a god so I guess he cares about him as a friend a little but doesn’t he just get an ego boost from Ronan’s crush that’s a bit problematic :/. Which is. So funny considering how Adam has always talked about men since his first TRB pov chapter. Anyway.) Also imagine how much worse he and Ronan would have treated Henry if they had confirmation of Gansey ‘experimenting’ with him it was already so bad.. for Henry’s sake I am glad this did not happen. But as an Adam fan I love the idea of him sparking even More controversy from this lolll.  

[nattikay]

friendly reminder that Neteyam is a well-adjusted kid who has a good relationship with his parents, that he tries his darnedest to be a good warrior because he genuinely looks up to his dad and wants to be like him, and that the idea that Jake and Neytiri are "forcing" him to be perfect, that they "stole his childhood" or that he's "not allowed" to be a kid, etc. are all pure fanfiction with little to no evidence in canon thanks bye

[ziseviolet]

Hello! Do you happen to have a post on costumes for traditional Chinese operas like Peking operas, Kunqu or Yueju? I imagine they would be stage wears that were different than daily wears even back in the day? Thanks.

Hi! Thanks for the question, and sorry for taking ages to reply! (kunqu image via)

Yes, Chinese opera costumes (戏服/xifu), as stagewear, were/are different than daily wear.

There are posts on costumes for traditional Chinese operas here:

Do Chinese opera costumes count as hanfu? 

What type of clothing do Beijing opera actors wear?

Are Chinese opera costumes based on hanfu to some extent?

I also have Chinese opera and opera costume tags with more information, as well as tags for specific types of Chinese opera including beijing opera (jingju), kunqu, and yueju.

Hope this helps!

[cerubean]

Hello Ceru! I hope you're having a good day. I'm wondering if you could provide the link for the little green & pink baby seats the Mancuso twins use in your gameplay? They're so adorable!! Thank you :)

sorry this is so late!

cherish chair by dollish

[moonkhao]

ChenRcj August 22nd will be a day I'll always remember

[stromuprisahat]

Alina running an orphanage with Mal in Keramzin at the end of the trilogy feels like it came out of nowhere.

We never saw her interact with kids, show any maternal instincts, or even hint at wanting to open an orphanage—it’s like the idea just popped into existence. And honestly, looking back, did Alina even have her own thing? Besides disliking herring and being a mapmaker, what was she into? Her whole identity revolved around "saving Ravka," but that’s not really a personality. What’s her favorite color? What scents does she like? Does she have a hobby other than being obsessed with Mal 24/7? She’s a bit of a blank slate, to be honest.

It did.

It's rather simple- it's not about the children, but re-creation of Alina's childhood.

Her ending is a total regression minus the threat of her powers resurfacing.

She didn't settle in some random place, she could've lived anywhere, since it's even said Alina was married by the sea and Nikolai already offered even a dacha to her brand new hubby. But that wouldn't be just.like.their.childhood! She has to return to Keramzin, chained to Malyen. Sickly, a shadow of herself... the children are just props. They've been there before, they have to be now.

Sure, there are those "magical" changes making it a happy, colourful place- stories and paints and piano for anyone. Sugar and no boogeymen waiting to drag the children away- kicking, screaming into a Palace! They're here to be spoiled, but never reprimanded. Some upbringing...

Alina never showed interest in children, because she cares for them in the vague, general way. They need to be protected, they should fare better than Alina did- she has surprisingly enough empathy for that-, they're the ultimate victims should you need to prove someone's wickedness. It's understandable Alina never mentioned wanting any- she isn't good in caring for anyone, because her life is already dedicated to catering to Malyen's needs.

What did Alina want outside of Malyen?

I've asked @aleksanderscult the same question a while ago.

The answer was rather depressing- no, indeed, there's no other desire in Alina's life-, and I'll link another post, summing up her (lack of) hobbies in more eloquent way.

Although we know about one thing she liked, outside of using her powers- specific someone's thick black ruffled hair.

He held out his hand, and I stepped into his arms. I cupped the back of his neck, feeling the silken brush of his hair on my fingertips.

Siege and Storm- Chapter 23

[nishikiace]

not the ftm toji anon but fuckkkk please write more 🔥🔥🔥 need this man

papaguro needs more spoiling i agree

ftm! bottom! fushiguro toji

Warnings: top!male!reader, dom!reader - amab anatomy, ftm!character - afab anatomy, lingerie, clothing kink, spanking, squirting, rough sex

[p1] p2 [p3 -tbc]

[masterlist]

with the way this man is built in his dilf arc, when he tenses his legs, his ass and thighs tighten and push against the fabric of the grey sweatpants you bought him. It stretches across his broad build and leaves nothing to the imagination

bury your face in the cameltoe between his legs and lick him through the fabric until he's too weak to stand

or

buy him expensive lingerie just so you can see his thick ass and tits barely held in by pretty fabric. his chest is fighting against the bralette as he pushes towards your face to feel your tongue lapping his nipple through the lace

his ass is spilling out of his panties and into your hands. pull him towards you and grind him down into your dick. let him soak through his lingerie and utterly ruin it with how turned on he is

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coming home to him naked, only dressed in the apron you bought him...

bring your palm down on his ass with a loud slap just to watch the fat jiggle and make him cry with slick run down his bare legs

bend him over the kitchen counters and thrust into him sharply. he's scratching at the marble, trying to find purchase as his body is manhandled back and forth on your fat dick. fill the room with the slapping of your hips meeting his fat ass and the squelching of his wet pussy

he's definitely a squirter if you get him gushing enough. bring him to release with a tight thumb pressing down on his clit until drool is dripping out of his open mouth. and when he comes down,

"do it again."

the rocking of your dick into his sopping wet cunt and the pain of the marble edge into his swollen clit rip desperate groans from his throat. you're hunched over him, fucking him harder and faster until you feel his walls shake and pulse around you. he's moaning and gasping, heavy chest shaking, struggling to breathe with your rough pace

toji squirts again with a raspy scream, body writhing and fighting against you. you push in deeper to fill him with your thick cum

you leave him bent over the counter, semen spilling out of his trembling hole, dripping and running over his clit

(you come back with a wet towel right after, to spoil him more)

his apron is ruined

[incorrectmahabharatquotes]

as an atheist, i believe that religion is the root cause of all evil in the world, and when religion takes the form of religious extremism to promote political agenda, it gets ugly, no matter what religion practices this.

but if push comes to shove, ill take a hindu majority state any day over an islamic majority state. religion, in itself, is bad, but different religions have different levels of bad in them. between hinduism and islam, the former is the lesser evil for me.

Memes aside, it is very interesting that you think all religions are bad but there are some religions that are uniquely MORE evil than others. It's almost like, you believe Hinduism to be a special case of religions where it's more tolerant than others against your better judgement. I'm sorry to tell you that the only reason India isn't AS bad as the Islamic states you mentioned is because the Constitution of India was set up (and was/is updated, when need arises) to act as a safeguard against some of the worst of what some Hindus are capable of. We wouldn't have had to create laws specifically criminalising casteist violence if Hinduism was quite as tolerant as the narrative wants us to perceive it.

No religion is uniquely more evil or less. It's all just people wielding the power that organised religion gives them. There is always a need to have checks and balances to ensure the people don't get too cocky about said power.

I think you might have more work to do in unlearning the biases that you have grown up in your life. Some of this shit is ingrained in us that we don't even notice what we're saying.

-Mod S

I heard this shit somewhere.....hmmm......

Oh yeah!

-Mod G

[mossyivy]

Imagine pregnancy cares with Leon…🥹🥹

You’re hungry? He’s running to the store at 3:00 AM to make you some spicy noodles with a side of pickles. Your feet are swollen? Put your legs up on his lap and let him massage those feet! The baby won’t stop kicking your ribs? Well they’ll get a stern talking to! >:(

I feel like Leon would definitely not let you do one single thing around this house, hell, you couldn’t even get up to grab a glass of water anymore. He’d carry you around the house like a little princess, setting you down in bed and tucking you in, kissing you goodnight like you were a little kid. Talking to your belly in the middle of the night, telling it random and silly stories, acting like your baby knew what the hell he was talking about.

Don’t even get me started on your bump, he’d looooovvvveeeee that big ol’ belly of yours. When you wore those pretty flowy sundresses because you refused to wear pants during the last month or so of your pregnancy, how those dresses would show your bump (and your melons, wink wink👀) off were definitely the best parts. You were the prettiest thing in the world to him, even more now that you were carrying his child.

If only I could give him that cute domestic life he deserves…

- Anon! 🎀

Oh my God, I love domestic Leon so much... He deserves that typical white picket fence life.

So there's conflicting resources online so I'm just gonna make an assumption here. July-December is when most babies are born. So far the same of a time line we'll say you're due in September.

So it's like the dead ass middle of July. Hot as balls and it's 3am. You want spicy noodles and pickles. (You're usually craving) But when you go to the kitchen they're both gone. You just grab an otter pop from the freezer, and head back to bed. The bed dips under your weight as you sit, adjusting your pillows before you lay back. The window AC is at that perfect angle where it's hitting you enough to make you chilly as you curl up with your snack and blanket.

Leon rolls over in his sleep, putting his arm around you and pulls himself closer to you with a groan. Lifting his head without opening his eyes, you know what he wants. Leaning down you give him a kiss. He sinks back into his pillow, tongue jutting out to wet his lips.

"Why... Do I taste cherry?" He opens his eyes, looking up to see you already drinking the juice from the clear package.

"No noodles? No pickles?" He questions, turning on his back as he takes in a sharp yawn. Rubbing away the sleepy gunk from his eyes.

"We're out." He turns his head, watching you look at the empty wrapper in disappointment. He sits up without a second thought, still groggy as he grabs his wallet off the nightstand giving you another kiss before he stands up. Slinking out the door in his pajamas.

30 minutes he comes back with fresh made spicy beef noodles from your favorite late night Korean dinner and a jar of pickles the size of a baby. An you bet you scarf those things down while he watches you like your his whole world. This goofy smile on his face while you slurp up glass noodles and glance at him.

"Wuh?" You say through chews. He chuckles, shaking his head.

"Nothing babe, just eat your noodles." He moves in getting comfortable. Rubbing your lower back and belly at the same time while talking to the baby until he eventually falls back asleep with his head on your thigh.

SUN DRESSES WITH A BABY BUMP WOULD MAKE THIS MAN GO FERAL! There's this thing about pregnant women that men find attractive because their instinct is to detect fertility and protect. Which is insane as is...

But when it's your own partner? Oh boy.

He thought you were beautiful in sundresses before but now it's just heightened!

It's getting harder to bend and pull things up with an entire human being inside of you so you resort to the old reliable method. Dresses. Everyday.

You wobble out of the bedroom with your flip flops. Dropping them on the floor you slide them on. Ready for a day at the beach together before the baby comes. The dress is a shade of blue, slightly low cut but really showing off the girls with how much you've blown up during pregnancy.

Leon's outside fighting with the chairs trying to get them in the back of the car and fit the cooler at the same time. Already breaking a sweat and they haven't even left the driveway yet. You walk out, watching him fight for his life against these chairs and finally he gets the trunk to shut and he sees you. The first thought that crosses his mind was:

oh shit... She looks that good? Do we have to leave the house?

Followed by: That's mine, she's mine. Carrying my baby inside her... And looks that sexy doing it. Maybe we should have another kid right away after the first one...

His brains going in overdrive before you tell him you're getting in the car. He quickly comes around, helping you buckle yourself in and shuts your door for you.

The entire day it's hard for him to not be constantly touching you. He usually just guides you by a hand on your back but he's got you pulled close, a hand on your thigh, giving you kisses more frequently. Even going for an ass grab or two without caring if anyone is looking.

And you bet your ass the second you two get home you're getting a shower together. Just to make sure you get all the sand off of course (👀)

[crescent--rose]

is it normal to stare at a girls neck and then blush when she catches you looking and be very dejected when she leaves? no. thats gay