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No, I do not shame girls who crave male validation, no, I do not think they're birds, no, I don't think they're dumb. Why? Because I understand it, and girls who seek that will always have a safe space with me.
Some of you are superficial social media feminists, and when it comes to things like male validation, it's not always simple. Sometimes it's deep-rooted trauma, and y'all choose to ignore that because you're so obsessed with hating men that you can't support women.
All women of all kinds(except the actual birds) no matter the problems are safe with me and that's what makes me a feminist. I don't pick and choose, all women are safe with me.
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I'm pissy omg, getting bashed because of your blatant ignorance and stupidity, rightfully so. You people are so obsessed with us and so dumb about it, it is laughable.
May I ask how y'all fell for it? Like how was it convincing? What made you think, โOh yeah, she's a sista,โ cause me personally I know a sista. A fellow black woman can not have her race anywhere on the blog and I can tell she's black by just text and how she writes, I can also tell by text and writing when someone isn't black. A whole Britain had y'all convinced she was black? Howwww?
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Heian Era!Sukuna who calls you his whore, his little whore, his good whore, his pretty whoreโhis whore but no one and I mean no one is allowed to call you a whore.
โCโmere my little whore.โ
โBe a good whore and let me hear what I make you feel.โ
โYou are my pretty whore, nobody else. If a man ever touches you, I will tear him apart limb by limb.โ
You were his whore, only his. It was his way of being loving, well at least that's what you assumed. It was his pet name for you, nobody else could call you that and get away with it.
โThe king of curses and hisโฆwhore, hm, welcome to my humble abode.โ He was welcomed in by a fellow king.
โHm,โ he grunted, โyou will not refer to her as a whore, she is my whore, you will call her {#} or a concubine, understood?โ
The man summited with a rushed nodโthank god. He would've been an idiot not to and you had seen enough bloodshed for the week.
You worked in the kitchen with some of the staff of the castle to stay occupied while Sukuna discussed with the king.
Shifting and frantically moving through the crowed kitchen, panting and tired thenโBAM!
You bumped hard into of the maids' knocking you both to the ground. You groaned at the sudden impact and began to push yourself off the ground.
โWatch yourself next time, monster's whore,โ The maids words were spat with venom.
It wasn't the first or last time youโd be shamed for being his concubine. Sukuna had a thing for giving himself a bad reputation with people, she must've been one of them. It wasn't anything you couldn't get over; youโd heard worse before.
โLittle whore,โ his binding voice stopped your rush steps.
โYes, Your Grace?โ You didn't turn to him. Did you want to piss him off? He drove towards you large body behind you within seconds.
A suffocating big hand tightened around your forearm yanking you around to face him.
โWhat is your problem?โ He leaned his face down to yours, speaking through his teeth and warm breath hitting your cheek.
โI'm fine Your Grace.โ Lies. Coming straight through your lips, his little whore lying.
โDo not lie to me. I am going to ask again. What. Is. Your. Problem?โ His annoyance was practically vibrating off of himโgrip tightening, breathing heavier, and eyes tense.
โThere was a maidโฆshe called me monsters whore.โ You reluctantly admitted.
His grip lessened and he slowly stood straight, eyes trailing over the room.
โWhich one?โ He was up to no good. You knew it and he knew it.
You pointed to the woman. His eyes darted to her, his pupils dilated then eased as if he was locking the image of her face in, then he sent you up to the chambers.
You watched the woman be dragged out of the castle begging and screaming to be saved from whatever punishment Sukuna made for him. He was ruthless and a part of you, a sick and twisted part of you loved it.
หโ
Moonlight falls over the land, a cool breeze flowing through the window. The humidity grew between your heated sweat-soak bodies, the soft breeze floating through the pornographic scene.
Two hands on your thighs and two gripping your hips, one thick shaft in your sleek cunt and the other engulfed by your tight asshole. Your legs were spread out on each side of him, straddling him as you kept a frenzied pace, cruising your hips back and forth on his heavy length.
You held back your desperate cries and dragged your nails down his biceps, fighting and struggling to keep yourself together.
Under you, Sukuna helped you keep a smooth and steady pace, heavy hands guiding each roll of your hips.
And with pants and heavy breaths, he mumbled, โMy whore, mine, only mine, my pretty fucking whore, mine, mine, mine, my little whore.โ Each word made him stiffen and slam his heavy hips into you, shoving his vein-covered cock past its limits in your tight silky walls.
Your smooth lubrication painted his cock, juices riding down onto the bed that was squealing in protest. He hauled through you, claiming your sore pussy and body.
He dragged a slow hand down your sweating chest between your breasts and stared up at you wrecked and submitted because of him.