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On a brighter noteâŚi drew caleb doing push ups..goodnight im exhausted

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Does anyone care to know my headcanon/ fanfiction idea for Sylus and MC đ (Itâs a little long so Iâll put it some of it under the cut)
MC eventually joins Onychinus because she finds out that people in the hunter organization are tied to EVER. I feel like she gets up to a lot of antics that she just never reports (she wears that watch everywhere so of course they know. Thereâs also no way itâs not a tracker) but they let it slide because sheâs a great âassetâ
So, MC just got her memories back about EVER in the N109 Zone, her adoptive grandmother was a scientist for EVER, and the people in charge at her dream job basically just want her on their side as a weapon.
No fr we need to talk about this because it would make so much sense đ¤
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i seen a post that said:
You women shouldnât ever experience a man talking you through it because yall will end up in love, not high school love but bat shit crazy in love w that man and he was meant to just be a sneaky link.
And let me just say â
The Men That Talk You Through It Even if Theyâre Your Sneaky Links:
Sanji, Nanami, Bokuto, Kuroo, Tengen, Shanks, Ben Beckman, Rayleigh, Killer, Fatgum, Gojo, Rengoku, Ace, Luffy, Zoro, Jean, Connie: They meant it. They know the consequence of talking you through it, hell they even do amazing aftercare. They canât help their feelings for you EVEN THOUGH you both swear itâs just about sex. âThatâs it baby.â âJust like that, mama.â âFuck, youâre so pretty like this.â âI know, baby i know, look at me, princess.â âGood fucking girl, one more for me?â. Maybe with enough talk heâll convince you to stay the night and be more than just an occasional hook up and an empty bed space when he wakes up.
Kageyama, Suna, Toji, Geto, Roger, Benimaru, Aizawa, Law, Kid, Sanemi, Giyuu, Levi, Eren, Reiner, Atsumu: They do it, but curse the fact that they did. Itâs not that they donât want to, but they refuse to allow feelings get in between what you both strictly agreed on. Yes. To some itâs just talking you through it, but sometimes, when he puts you on your back, finally coming to that 3rd orgasm, you have this dazed look in your eye, your tired and full of bliss he almost says the big three words. Dammit. He canât deny himself to just speak and praise you as he cleans you up with his tounge. âYou and i taste so good together.â âFuck, the way you look at me is too good.â âThatâs it, good girl just ride my fingers.â âCâmere.â Some nights he wants to get up and leave while youâre sleep in his arms, but his body just wonât let him. He loves your embrace in the morning.
Timi doesnât know this but I think about this post at least once a month
my husband will handle it
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it really shouldn't be affecting him this much.
it's supposed to be something cute, something wholesome, for god's sake. just a cute petname that you call him, nothing more. it even started out as a jokeâyou weren't keen on doing something so drastic anytime soonâand yetâŚ
and yet.
"how's my future husband doing today?" you greet upon answering the phone.
he grunts out some reply, putting his phone on speaker as he continues to drive home to you. you begin making small talk, talking about your day and whatnot, and he's doing his best to focus. he really is, he swears.
he just can't help it if he gets rock hard whenever you call himâŚÂ that. he just loves you that much. maybe it's even romantic, in a way.
"so, husband, are you almost home? i made your favorite." you say cheerily, seemingly entirely unaware of the effect you have on him.
"fucking hell." he mumbles.
"what was that?"
he takes a few deep breathsâin through the nouse, out through the mouth. he can't be getting this damn horny over a simple name. a term of endearment. but, hell, it feels like he's discovering porn for the first time. there's just something so intimate about it, something that has a glow of warmth spreading from his heart to the rest of his body. it consumes him in the best way.
"i'm going to need you to do me a favor."he says, finally.
"sure, anything."
his voice comes out deeper than you expect, "cover the food and keep it in the fridge for now. we won't be eating dinner 'til late."
//
"mmhâ fuckâ baby!" you moan, your boyfriend has you folded in half on the bed, pounding into you ruthlessly. you're on your back, ankles resting on his shoulders as he thrusts deeper and deeper into your sensitive hole.
this has been going on from the moment he stepped into your shared apartment.
"that's not what you call me, darling. try again." he says, giving your nipple a light pinch.
"hnnghâ myâ fuckâ husband!"
"that's it," he groans, reaching to rub your clit in time with his thursts, "my pretty wife, so good for me. taking your husband's cock so well, huh?"Â
"mmhm," you nod, "love m' husband's cock so much!"
he feels you tighten around him, and he knows you're close. he isn't that far behind, either.
"you like it that much too, huh? wanna be my little wifey?" he asks, angling so he can hit that spot that gets you over the edge.
"yes, please!"
"then cum all over your husband's cock."
â.ŕłŕż:đźâ.ŕłŕż:â
meian, kita, kuroo, atsumu, oikawa (hq) // toji, nanami (jjk) // zayne, sylus (lads) // your faves <3
rafayel condescendingly calling you mommy â mdni
cw. mommy kink, mean dom!raf, degradation, dumbification
youâd finally gotten rafayel to agree to let you be on top. it took a lot of begging and a ton of coaxing to get him in this rare, vulnerable positionâbut you won. you shouldâve been satisfied with just that⌠except his pretty moans and breathy little whimpers made you greedy. his scrunched up face and sweet pleas made you want more.
âyou should try calling me mommy,â you breathed, palms gliding slowly over the firm planes of his chest.
and this snaps him out of his pleasure induced trance, his hands coming to your waist to halt your movements. heâs heaving, but heâs able to pant out a bemused, âwhat?â
your lips slowly stretch into a grin, âcâmon, donât you wanna be a good boy?â you tease, your fingers moving to tweak his peaked nipples. âdonât you wanna be a good boy for mommy?â
itâs when his cock twitches in your soaked cunt that you realize he doesnât hate the word. in fact, he might actually like it.Â
so, naturally, you push it even further.
you peel his hands off your hips and drop back onto his aching length, riding him with a rhythm that borders on mean. every filthy word you purr only deepens the color blooming across rafayelâs cheeks, his ears burning a furious beet red as he watches you take him exactly how you want.
Hawks lives his life like the clockâs always ticking, every second borrowed from someone who needs saving, but with you, he refuses to waste a single one. Even with the constant buzz of his earpiece and the weight of the world on his wings, he squeezes every bit of warmth he can out of the moments he gets with you. If itâs five minutes before patrol, heâs got you in his lap, head buried against your shoulder, murmuring, âFive whole minutes. Thatâs basically a vacation.â If itâs a quick stop between missions, heâs hovering outside your window just long enough to press a kiss to your forehead and grin, feathers ruffling in the wind. He never lets himself pretend heâs got all the time in the world, he knows better than anyone how fast life can change, but thatâs why he makes every second count. Late-night takeout eaten on rooftops. Lazy mornings where heâs gone before sunrise but leaves a note scrawled on the pillow, âDidnât wanna wake you. Still thinking about your smileâ. Even when heâs exhausted, bleeding, or running on fumes, heâll always find a way to give you something real, a touch, a joke, a moment that feels like forever tucked into seconds. âHeroes donât get much time off,â he says once, his fingers tracing circles on your wrist, eyes soft behind his usual grin. âSo I just make sure every second with you feels worth the wait.â
Cockwarming Sylus while riding on his motorcycle in front of him
Your body is pressed against his bike as he drives through the dark N109 Zone, both hands on the handlebars. Your hips buck your bare clit against the vibrating leather motorcycle seat as you drip shamelessly onto it. Your short skirt hides your nakedness, but as Sylus speeds through the chaotic roads, everyone who could catch a glimpse of you would know exactly how good the Onychinus leader's cock feels and how desperate you are for him to finally give you sweet release
It's only when your squirming finally makes him reach the limit of his self control that he screeches to a halt in a secluded parking lot, stomps on the kickstand to steady the bike, and grabs your hips, thrusting into you like his sanity had finally snapped
His growls and grunts are all you hear above you as his cum floods your insides with all the heat of his unrestrained lust. The once prestine leather seat is now covered in as much sticky white cum as your drenched, sensitive cunt, still presented to him so needily, so greedily, begging him for more

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MC: Sylus, I thought you said we were going to an all-you-can-eat place.
S: Did I say that?
MC: You said I could eat all I could at this restaurant.
S: I did.
MC: This restaurant has 3 Michelin stars!!
S, laughing: Are three stars not enough for you? They don't go any higher, kitten.
MC: No, I mean, they don't have an all-you-can-eat option here!
S: Has there been any other option when you eat with me?
MC: They don't even put the prices on the menu.
S: Meaning you don't need to worry about the prices.
MC: I don't even understand what all this means.
S: They offer two tasting menus today. Pick a menu and they'll bring us each course one by one.
MC: Oh, like those pretentious plates of food that have one grain of rice surrounded by splotches of sauce.
S: Exactly.
MC: Each course could be like a million bucks!!
S: And?
MC:
MC: You'd really pay for anything I want?
S: As much as you want.
MC:
MC: Why?
S:
S: Sweetie, the more you hesitate, the more the servers will think we're poor.
S: Just pick the menu that catches your eye. If you don't like a course, we can send it back and demand something better.
S: The chef is a... friend of mine. I'm sure he'd be more than happy to accommodate your tastes, along with your hunger.
S, muttering under his breath: He also deserves some criticism for his arrogance.
MC: What?
S, smiling brightly: Which tasting menu would you like, sweetie?
Heâs never beating the vampire allegations
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๨ৠwhat if in another universe itâs sukuna gooning over you on tumblr instead of the other way around?
sukuna should not know how to navigate tumblr, and yet somehow heâs become terrifyingly good at it. heâs lying in bed, one arm behind his head, the other holding his phone way too close to his face as he scrolls through your tag like heâs checking security footage.
heâs doing it casually at first, just looking, just being nosy, just being⌠him. and then he sees it. your name. followed by âx reader.â he stops breathing for a second.
he actually blinks at the screen like itâs a joke, like thereâs no way people have been writing fantasies about youâabout touching you, about fucking youâright there in the open where anyone can read it.
and of course he clicks it. of course he does.
the fic opens and the first line already has you arching into someoneâs hands, calling out some generic male leadâs name, and sukunaâs entire jaw flexes like heâs trying not to react. like reading this doesnât immediately punch heat straight into his spine.
he tells himself heâs reading it out of curiosity. research. nothing more. but halfway through the second paragraph his hand is already pushing into his sweatpants, rubbing himself through the fabric like heâs trying to keep up appearances even though thereâs no one around to see.
the fic gets filthierâway filthier than he was prepared forâand his thumb slows on the screen, skimming every line about you: your mouth, your thighs, the noises you make. his breath gets heavier. heâs stroking himself in lazy, frustrated pulls, hips lifting every time the story mentions you going soft and sweet for someone who isnât him.
it pisses him off. he keeps doing it anyway.
by the time the fic hits the part where âyouâ beg for another round, sukunaâs hand is moving faster, grip tight, precum slicking his fingers. heâs breathing like heâs annoyed, like every stroke is a mistake he canât stop making. he keeps scrolling with the other hand, needing moreâmore words, more lines, more descriptions of how you fall apart.
and when he cums? itâs embarrassingly hard. thighs tensed, brow furrowed, a low groan ripping out of him like heâs been holding it back for hours. he spills across his stomach in hot, messy streaks, phone slipping onto his chest while he tries to catch his breath.
the fic is still open. your name is still highlighted.
he wipes his hand on his sweats, picks his phone up again, and mutters under his breath: ââŚthey donât know shit. iâd ruin you properly.â
then he clicks on the next âx readerâ fic about you. like the least subtle man alive.
wait imagine tho? also idk where these random ass ideas keep coming from so lowkey just ignore meâŚ
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um. sorry wait a minute [grabs mic]
can the owner of the blue honda civic move their car please. itâs blocking my post.
âNine months,â Caleb murmured, staring at the tiny baby in his arms. His baby. Their baby. His eyes were shining with aweâbut his voice carried a hint of betrayal. âNine months inside your momâs womb⌠only to come out looking exactly like me.â
You rolled your eyes, the corner of your lips curling up into a soft smile. Your attention remained fixed on the minimally interesting documentary playing on the TV. âGood job, baby.â
âGood job?â He continued to pace in circles while cradling the baby. Caleb ran a finger along his sonâs cheek, gently poking it, amazed by how soft and chubby it was. âItâs not that I donât like himâheâs cute, and I love him. But I wanted a mini-you running around the house, giving me headaches. Instead, I replicated myself.â
âYeah, sometimes genetics do that.â You replied, starting to feel a little sorry for your husband. âBesides, he hasnât even turned one month old yet, maybe heâll pick up my personality or some other trait of mine?â
Caleb sat down next to you, careful not to disturb the pillows surrounding you. âYou think?â He spoke a little too loudly, then flinched as he felt the baby stir, waking up. Slowly, his tiny eyelids fluttered open, granting his dad a glimpse of his purple irises.
There was a long silence between you, the only sound being the narratorâs voice echoing through the room.
You took a deep breath, trying to suppress a laugh. Caleb held one of the babyâs tiny hands, attempting to entertain him. âYour genes didnât even tryâŚâ

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DO NOT SUPPORT SALVATION ARMYÂ
I can back this up. It isnât only their shelters.
I have a family friend who worked at our local Salvation Army headquarters as a a secretary. This particular office took all the Christmas donations for children in need, put them in a warehouse, and on a designated day the staff and their friends picked through them all, taking whatever they wanted. She saw people hauling away bikes donated for specific families. Some local children had hundreds of dollars of gifts donated in their name, and on Christmas they received three cheap things, items likely not even from the person who sponsored them.
My friend quit, and Iâve not given them a dime of my money since then.
Do not give to the Salvation Army.
Do Not. Give. To. Salvation. Army
My turn.
Iâm a wildfire and disaster logistics specialist.
I deal with a lot of agencies who provide disaster relief.
I used to say the Salvation Armyâs disaster services were the one (literally the ONE) good thing they did.
They would come in, set up a canteen trailer, make and pass out hot coffee and donated food in a disaster, usually being one of the first agencies to get there and the last to leave.
Then I found out.
Every time they did this, regardless of if they were actually invited or deployed by the agency in charge (usually FEMA, sometimes others) they would SELF-DEPLOY. Meanjng they would just show up. Ok. Thatâs not TOO bad, sometimes agencies have to take initiative and get there before the red tape is sorted out. BUT. They, after they left at the end of the incident, they would send FEMA or the host agency a BILL. They used one or two paid employees (usually the driver of the truck and a supervisor); and many VOLUNTEERS, but they would bill for EVERYONEâs Labor at standard federal rates. They would bill for the food they distributed even though it was all donated by another agency or private parties. They would bill for the coffee they made and the supplies. Except they would use electricity from the shelter location, water from donations or from the shelter, and in many cases, they would get the coffee and industrial filters DONATED, but bill for them at retail prices.
Donât FUCKING give to the Salvation Army.
The Salvation Army is also ass to the workers. A good number of people join it, naively thinking that itâs doing good, and end up leaving cynical and beaten down. The management is hostile, if not outright abusive, and demand some ridiculous hours of it lower to mid-level staff. Donât support these people.
Unsettling update
Find better local charities and shelters and give to them instead!
Also just for even more horrific context on the original twitter thread?
Salvation Army reached out to Milknmuffins and asked what shelter sheâs at with the promise to address the abuse in it. SheâŚended up saying where she was. She was thrown out onto the street. Itâs also all on Twitter.
They invited her to a personal talk so she could explain the situation in person.
And then they threatened her with a screenshot of a rape-threat made supposedly by her:
And then threw her out into the street while claiming she broke house rules that
So yeah, the Salvation Army is a bunch of entitled assholes that will treat the most vulnerable like shit if they dare try to do anything that makes them look bad
The âFuck Salvation Armyâ posts are making the rounds again, so conisder this your reminder: Do. Not. Give. These. Assholes. A. Single. Fucking. Penny.
Do not support them in any way, shape, or form.
âTis the season to say FUCK the Salvation Army.
Iâm sute they are. I wonder how much they are going to try and bill FEMA for this shit.
Absolute scum. Do NOT donate or support the Salvation Army.
Whats it like dating Kiego T. (HC)
⢠had a player arc but ended it bc he met u
⢠heâs still playfully flirtatious with others and when you address it he says âitâs just my personalityâ
⢠either you put up with his shit or yâall can be on and off, because either way heâs not leaving you alone
⢠definitely will try and gaslight you like âoh you need meâ but deep down he needs your loving more than anything
⢠completely obsessed with you
⢠leaves you with a feather until he loses them all
⢠will make loads of sexual jokes
⢠matches your energy
⢠heâs good at picking up on things, so he can tell when youâre upset but wonât pry you to talk about
⢠will express himself if you bring it up, other than that he doesnât really care
⢠protective in a laid back way, will kiss you infront of his opponentâs
⢠yellow flag
My kinda man I wanna nibble on him