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Discord request n2

Summary: Katsuki may be normally known as a stubborn, cranky pro hero who barely listens to any orders. No one knew of the nice, sweet lady who he was always on his knees for.

Word count: 376.

"Let's turn up the intensity, shall we?"

Katsuki faintly nodded, not completely sure what those words meant, but feeling deep inside him that he still wasn't done yet, and the deep need to make mommy proud.

The same one that coed as her massive tits flashed in front of him, the corset only accentuated her greatest assets that, hasn't Katsuki been gagged, he would have tried to suck on because his hindbrain was on command after the fifth orgasm.

Which is why mommy was praising him, her voice making him preen as she caressed his head.

"What a good puppy, doing so well for me, who else could be taking the bull so well?" She said as she patted the fucking machine where Katsuki was sitting.

Though describing it as sitting was generous; Katsuki was kneeling down, a knotted dildo deep inside him as its vibrations reverberated inside him. The rope holding his legs together as well as bounding his arms on his back, all on a red rope matching the ball on his mouth.

Not even his cock was free, an egg vibrator tied to his tip, already red for all the overuse of this session.

But Mitsuki Bakugo didn't raise a quitter, much less in front of the only woman he was ready to kneel for.

"Have you seen your face like this, puppy? You flush so prettily, matching those little pink nipples of yours, so perky that it makes me want to play with them, but Mommy will be nice tonight." She said, as if she wasn't destroying his ass while using the sweetest voice anyone had ever heard of. "You will come so hard you will forget your name,' my precious little doggy doesn't need to think of anything else, just coming nicely for mommy."

His eyes rolled in the back of his skull, and he felt getting closer and closer to another orgasm.

No doubts over being anyone's number 1, of coming on top in every fight, when it was in this room with her; all the stress melted away while his mind drifted at the pace of her soft but commanding tone.

Because no matter how stubborn he was, when it came to her, he was always ready to listen.

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Discord request n1

Summary: Katsuki and Momona needed to do a mission overseas, but now every flight was cancelled and they need to stay on a shitty hotel, how would they spent the time?

Word count: 354.

Katsuki would like to say that it was just a shitty night, that being stuck in the middle of nowhere with Monoma of all people was pissing him off (and not helping was this stupid tropical storm, he was sweating buckets and he was barely doing anything!), or that the alcohol got to him.

The reality?

Oh that fucker looked good when he was tossed around.

Monoma was throwing his head back, his neck arching prettily while beads of sweat formed on his skin. It was so pale he would have joked about being a Phantom of the Opera rip-off; but as Monoma's lips turned red after biting his lips so hard they bleed, Katsuki's mouth was shut and his dick was twitching in need.

Something the asshole noticed, as they cocks were pressed against each other, still on their boxes but not much else. Hard as the marble floor of this shitty motel, whose lack of AC was doing notice to stop the hotness inside of them.

If it was the weather, the cheap beer or how much he wanted to fuck this preppy boy, beats him.

"W-What's that? 3-A's at-attacking dog has so little stamina he already needs to take a br-breather?" The douchbag said, still using their class designation years later, still obsessed over it. Or at least he tried to mock him, stuttering instead, breathing with his mouth despite talking so much shit.

Fuck, he wanted to ruin him, and his palms ached to explode.

Separating his hips for a second, he turned the other man against the ground, pressing his cock against his ass, while making Monoma's dick face the cold floor.

His moans and whines were outcompeting the thunders and frenzy rain outside.

"What as a needy bitch," Katsuki said, smiling like a maniac as he used Monoma's ass, grinding his dick between his buttckeecks. "Maybe I should fuck you on the floor, let's see if you can still talk so much bullshit after being fucked out of your mind."

The way Monoma's shuddered just confirmed him how they were going to spend the rest of the night.

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The irony of terfs, especially female terfs, is that almost all of their arguments against trans people are reliant on the idea that woman are inherently worse than men in every single physical aspect. Deciding a boxer is trans because she won one match and it’s unfair for her to fight is a moot point when you factor in that she has lost against other women in the past.

Hell, I’d argue most female boxers, trans or not, can beat most men in a fight. Take the sweaty neck beard, or Elon Musk, who hasn’t seen the light of day in weeks and throw them against any of the women at the Olympics and see how long they can last.

This argument is also reliant on the idea that a trans man can’t beat a cis man in a boxing match. The second an actual trans athlete beats a cis male boxer in a match, I feel the entire “transvestigation” community is going to implode on itself.

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starting to hate how people use the word problematic. "don't support this person they're problematic" "dni if ur problematic" "they're literally problematic" what does problematic mean here? wtf is it supposed to convey? it's so goddamn vague and it doesn't tell me anything, it could literally mean either "has an opinion on pride flag discourse that i disagree with" or "actively grooming minors" and i wouldn't be able to tell which one was the intended meaning without asking for further information, which most of the time i'm probably not going to interact with these people more than once so i don't wanna go through the trouble of doing that, i hate it so much goddamnit.

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fuck elon musk but the privating of likes on twitter is a really interesting exposure of the absolute panopticon culture going on there

there are droves of people freaking out that they can't check people's likes before following them anymore (something i have never done or thought to do??) because "what if i accidentally follow a predator?" the pedopanic is ramped to the MAX. if you want to have privacy you must have something shady to hide.

with the general culture of "oomfs you follow this Unperson u have 24hrs to unfollow or you will be unpersoned as well" idk why i'm surprised it's considered normal to pilfer through ppl's liked posts to justify harassing them. the lack of choice on users' part whether their likes are public or not (a feature tumblr has had for years) is shitty design but i can't help but be intrigued by the panic of purity-obsessed weirdos as a feature that gave them an illusion of control is taken away

sorry guys, life isn't that easy. shitty people will exist alongside the righteous and will often be indistinguishable. the idea that you can fully avoid them by stalking their shit is not a healthy thought process. make peace with privacy.

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y'all're fucking yourselves and others up with purity culture. i've had no less than three friends have entire breakdowns about their fetishes, the weird intrusive thoughts they have, the fantasies- dark or otherwise- that they will literally never act out.

and like idk how to tell you except in this way: brain is stupid, makes up things, gets stuck in spirals-- the brain strengthens the neural connections it treads and tends to focus on distressing or dangerous situations. thoughtcrimes aren't real and punitive justice isn't real justice. no amount of flogging yourself is gonna get rid of the intrusive thoughts, those're just side effects of being alive

anyone who says they've never once considered doing (x horrible action) is lying, incredibly sheltered, or incredibly vapid. rich inner lives sometimes bite back. that's just how it is!!!

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"Fiction affects reality, except!-"

Has anyone noticed every example Antis use to claim fiction can cause sex crimes IRL (fiction affects reality) are all media they think caused real-world murder and violence (Jaws/Slenderman/Birth of a Nation) but yet they say "Violence & murder in media is okay because people know it's bad!"

For YEARS, antis have based their entire "movement"s argument on examples of media supposedly causing real-world (non-sexual) violence only to argue that "no that type of violence is okay" without realizing it. The core examples they swear by and parrot day in and day out while defending violence don't even have sexual violence, or incest, or pedophilia, and those things if ever mentioned in any way are especially not "~*~*GLORIFIED*~*~" in the examples.

Just thought that was Interesting!

Grey star for effort but missing the mark!

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It's wild that you don't necessarily need to even be abused to have childhood trauma. Like just having an excessively negative, spiteful, toxic and mean-spirited parent is enough, even if they never do it at you, or on purpose. Imagine being a doctor and explaining that to a parent.

"Hey you know how you don't have any friends because people find you unpleasant to be around? Well it turns out that your child is also a person, and finds you unpleasant to be around. Growing up in an environment where they are constantly subjected to your opinions technically counts as torture, since the situation was both continuously distressing and inescapable. You are literally so annoying that you gave your child brain damage."

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the concept of fatphobia isn't "skinny people have never ever been shamed or insecure about their bodies ever" but rather "society literally doesn't want fat people to exist at any cost to the point healthcare systems are willing to let fat people die rather than address any other possible medical issue, in addition to facing insults and disgust at every turn socially". online the fact u can't make a body positive or even neutral post without somebody going "but what about us naturally skinny and petite people" is so fucked man

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just a reminder that BetterHelp is selling your fucking data and that they themselves have said at industry meetings that they're a data-driven company more than a people-driven company

It feels like for a while in there that people were dropping them as a sponsor but now that the controversy has slightly dimmed there are so many ads for them again; do not give them your information, do not give them your money

I know insurance is a pain in the ass and mental health treatments cost too much out of pocket for most people. So do they, that's why they're making this little bait and switch operation. Helping people is, at best, a side product of their data harvesting, and at worst just a trick to lure people in.

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Are you a “I miss being a child with no responsibilities” person or a “Thank god I’m no longer a child with zero freedom” person?

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honestly we as a culture need to approach things with less "boohoo this female celebrity has suffered a misfortune, she can go cry about it in her mansion" and more "if someone can get away with doing this to her, then none of us are safe"

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ooh controversial opinion incoming ooh

a lot of people have granted Jews conditional whiteness to invalidate violence committed against them.

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Okay no, I feel this is overlapping a few things.

Having a song stuck in your head happens to everyone, I think the part that is more common with autism and adhd is hearing the same song, for hours and days on repeat; with little to not variation of other music.

Echolalia is a common symptom in autism, but is not having a song stuck in your head; is repeating some words outloud, sometimes for social purposes, sometimes- you just blurt them, at least that's how it happens most of the time for me.

Incredible

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i’m going to self immolate directly in front of whoever wrote this ad