✯ “How many times have I told you not to take hits like that?” “I don't exactly have control over that.”
✯ “It’s just a scratch.” “It’s a deep scratch. Sit down.”
✯ “I don’t want to make a mistake.” “You will eventually. The important thing is not to let it break you when it happens.”
✯ “Leave me alone! I have patients-” “No you don't. They are now my patients and you are one of them. Sit.”
✯ “You're still here?” “I had a patient dying. Their family wasn't here, I couldn't leave them alone. Even if they weren't conscious…” “Come here. It's okay.”
✯ “Why didn’t you tell me?” “I didn’t want you to worry.” “I always worry. That's part of my job, and your job is to tell me when you need help!”
✯ “If you complain one more time, I’ll make this hurt.” “You wouldn’t.” “Try me.”
✯ “Hey! No need to be this rough!” “Yes, actually. I need you conscious.”
One of my electives in college is about religion and literature, like the way they interconnect i just have to show up and I'll get credit points that count towards me graduating but if i want an extra credit point I can either write 5-7 pages as an essay or I can hold a small presentation about for example a book.
I asked my professor and I'm allowed to write an essay about "For Whom the Belle Tolls" by Jaysea Lynn I get to basically rant about that book for 5-7 pages as long as I also explain and relate it to religion... Not that hard
Passend zum Thema KI im Bereich Kunst hat mich meine gute Freundin @lilllaiii auf eine Petition aufmerksam gemacht die sich dafür einsetzt Kunst vor KI zu schützen.
Wir, die Unterzeichnenden dieser Petition, fordern eine umfassende und verbindliche Regulierung für den Einsatz von künstlichen Stimmen in d
Ein super wichtiges Thema welches mMn eine grössere Platform verdient.
I think my house is haunted. I just got two kittens and one of them is regularly staring at blank walls and just really alert, she follows something with her eyes before she relaxes when she has observed said invisible thing leave the room. In conclusion she must be able to see ghosts.
Here I am innocently binging Law and Order SVU simping for Mariska Hargitay and fucking Patti Lupone appears on screen as Manager to some movie star... That woman is everywhere
I doubt anyone cares but I need to get this out of my system... My brain is evil the whole fucking day no ideas and when I want to sleep it comes up with stupid but creative ideas for my fanfics which fixes a lot but is also incredibly frustrating and I don't know if anyone would read that...
On your first day in Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry you saw her, her hair bubblegum pink, a Hufflepuff Uniform and a beautiful smile you were intrigued to say the least, you begged the hat to put you in Hufflepuff and when it did you went to the table and smiled shyly at her as she clapped with all the other Hufflepuffs. At the end of the feast you followed the prefect to the common room and you were very impressed it was huge but it still managed to feel comfortable and cozy, the entrance opened again and your head of house Professor Sprout came in and introduced herself and explained the Hufflepuff house rules.
Then she showed you to your dorms and told every student personally that if they ever have a problem they could come to her.
In the morning you woke up early and went to the great hall for breakfast, you were surprised to see the girl with the bubblegum pink hair again she went up to you and said
„Wotcher, firstie I'm Tonks I know I'm only a year older than you but it is so nice not to be the youngest anymore.“ She smiled warmly at you „So what's your name?“
You blushed and stuttered „Oh umm I'm uh Y/N Y/L/N, so um if you don't mind me asking is Tonks your first name?“ She laughed and you felt stupid, she must have seen that you were uncomfortable and quickly said "Don't feel bad I get asked that a lot. No it's my last name, my first name is Nymphadora but never call me that I hate that name and never tell anyone understood?" You nodded „Why do you hate your name? I think it is beautiful it's like the nature spirits from greek mythology nymphs they are said to be very beautiful and I think it fits you.“ You said blushing again and getting ready to run when she would inevitably make fun of you for your knowledge of Greek mythology. You looked up at her and saw that she was looking baffled at you. You looked away again embarrassed when you heard her say „Wow that is the most beautiful reaction to my name I ever got every other person laughed at me that is why I'm so defensive when I tell people my name. I like you, please tell me more about this greek mythology thing:“
From that day on you two were inseparable and you were there for Tonks when she had a bad date with someone who only wanted her as the chance to date someone they fantasized about and she was there for you when you realized you liked girls. You had one secret you never told her, you were hopelessly in love with her, you on the other hand also didn’t know that Tonks had developed a crush on you during her fifth year.
On a Wednesday in early April during your fifth year she gathered her courage and went looking for you in the library, where you were studying for your O.W.L’s. When she found you in the farthest corner of the library buried in your transfiguration notes she stared at you for a minute mesmerised by the picture before her. She thought that you looked very cute, then to get your attention she cleared her throat. You looked up slightly startled but calmed down once you saw Tonks standing before you and said „Hi, Nym what’s up?“ „You know I don’t know why you insist on studying so early you still have two months before you first OWL exam. But this isn’t why I’m here, I wanted to ask you something. So Y/N I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend.“ Tonks said blushing a bit. You couldn’t believe it your best friend and long time crush had just asked you out, just to be sure you asked „You mean like a date?“ She froze, obviously misunderstanding your tone and said „You’re right it’s stupid forget I asked!“ she turned away but you jumped up, books clattering everywhere and said loudly „Wait Nym, of course I want to go to Hogsmeade with you.“ She turned back around looking at you incredulous and asked “You want to go with me on a date?” “Of couse silly, I’ve had a crush on you since second year. But I have one condition for this date want you to shift…” when Tonks heard you say that you wanted her to shift she felt like she was stabbed but because she didn’t want to loose you she forced her face to smile at you determined to do anything to make you accept her even if it meant that she had to be someone else. “… first into your natural form because I want to go on a date with the real you but if you don’t feel comfortable with you natural form I’d like you to shift into the form you feel the most comfortable in”
Tonks slumped in relief „When you said you wanted me to shift I thought the worst but I really like you so would have done anything you asked“ she told you. „Did I ever do anything that would suggest that I would date you for your gift“ you asked slightly offended but you also understood where she was coming from as you had comforted her after many bad dates. Tonks blushed and shook her head in shame „Nym, I promise you that I will never ask you to change your body, well maybe except when we get intimate because I may or may not want you to fuck me with a dick. When and if we ever get to that stage“ you said to her and she hugged you and said "Thanks, Y/N/N, I may or may not be open to that suggestion when we get there."
r riding the strap until she gets tired and whiny for them to push her onto her back and do it themself 🫣
your hips stutter for the third time, thighs trembling as you straddle wanda’s waist. natasha’s grip on your hips is harsh, but equally unhelpful as you attempt to keep up with the pleasant rhyming you’d found half an hour ago. shaky moans slip from your lips and coat the air in lust, wanda’s eyes dark and unmoving as she watches the way your face crumbles in frustration. she’s been teasing you all day, she’s been working you up only to leave you dry, but when she’d finally pulled you into the bedroom and stripped down to expose your favorite strap, you’d thought the games had ended. they hadn’t, and now you were the one edging yourself as you grew tired and shaky on top of her toned body.
natasha notices your rapidly declining pace and smirks, her breath hot as it spans across the shell of your ear and creates goosebumps across the expanse of skin that’s visible beneath the inky darkness of your bedroom. the moonlight is slim, but blinding, and it provides just enough light for wanda’s face to be painted in perfect illuminance.
“what’s the matter, dorogaya? need mommy to help you?” natasha coos condescendingly, her nails digging into the skin around of hips as she tightens her hold maliciously. you don’t fight the pain that spreads across your hips, merely nodding your head with incoherent babbles falling into the room.
wanda doesn’t need any further convincing. before you can recognize that natasha’s grip has slackened, your back meets the softness of expensive sheets and silk, and wanda’s hips drive into you a punishing pace, the only trace of natasha still visible being her sinister smirk as she toys with her nipples just behind wanda.
Does anyone know the feeling they are writing a fanfic and they are way to deep in world building. I'm currently working on a Harry Potter x Marvel fanfic with an original character from the Harry Potter universe and I'm a person who can write best about things they have visual inspo but I don't want to use boring things I can search up on the Internet so I'm building my visions in Sims. My main character has this multi compartment trunk like mad eye moody from her mom who is originally from the Harry Potter universe and one of the compartments is newt scamander style and I'm building the whole thing... I love it and it look great (in my opinion) but holy hell it takes time, which I luckily currently have. And I think it really captures my vision so I probably will add a few pictures for the people who want them. Sorry for rambling.
I also have the dilemma I would like dragons in the newt scamander style part but dragons are very untamable. So I'm toying with the idea that either one can duplicate the scales or blood or any parts one may need for potions OR the dragons have to wear collars with calming runes inscripted, from the moment they hatch.
I have so much backstory mentally if anyone is interested you can ask :), if you think my story is unrealistic or too much, I don't care I write the story for my own amusement
Summary- You and Rosa fuck and then aftercare fluffy smut
Warnings- SMUT. Mostly dom rosa in this and a brat reader. Strap on, handcuffs (kink safe handcuffs.) bondage, degration.
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Laying on the queen size bed with lavender sheets. You stare up at a gorgeous woman. You lay there exposed to her and her only. Your hands above your head handcuffed to the bed.
The strap on, on your hips you watch as she straddles you. “No touching, oh wait.” She says in a belittling tone. She lines the tip of the strap on with her entrance. She sinks herself on it lets out a delightful moan. You can’t help but thrust your hips and it hits that spot for her. “Mm!”
Her hand wraps around your throat. “What did I tell you? Huh?” She says and then starts riding you again. “You are mine. I choose what happens and thrusting is you touching!” Her voice echoes in your ears. The little lack of oxygen makes you feel the pleasant feeling of light headed ness.
“Attention whore that will give the time of day to anything they think will let them come.” Rosa says. Even as she has a hand around your neck and you are tied up you take the chance. You thrust your hips into her. “You still can’t listen.” She says as her her breath is so uneven.
Her boobs are bouncing up and down as you thrust up into her. You dig your heels into the bed to gain leverage. You feel her hand let go of your neck then you feel a sharp sting on your face. She looks at you not amused. “I just want to touch you. I want to fuck you and make you come. To make you feel better and make your toes curl.” You say and her face softens for a quick second looking down at you.
“I will let you touch me but you don’t get to come tonight or tomorrow. You are a little slut so you don’t need it.” She says. She undoes the handcuffs and you move fast. Her hand wraps around your throat again and you feel her starting riding the strap again.
You push Rosa so she on bottom while you tower over her. You pick up the pace of the thrusting and the whole dynamic changes. Moans slip out of her mouth and her toes start to curl. You reach down and start rubbing her clit.
You nip and suck around her neck and her collarbone. Her hips start to lose the pace. “Y/n- don’t stop. Fuc-“ she moans out loudly. You slow your hips a bit but keep going.
Then you speed it up again. “Can up give me one more? Please. You are doing so great such a good job.” You say right in her ear. She shakes her head yes. “No give me a verbal answer.”
“Yes just fuck me.” She says desperately. You pick up the pace and your lips clash. It is measly and not even a real kiss. You grab her hands and push them into the mattress. She links your hands together and you look her in the eyes as you fuck her. You move one of your hands down to her clit and the other stays linked.
Her breath become erratic and her moans get louder. “Rosa, louder! let all the neighbors know who is fucking you so good!” You say in her ear. She comes undone with that. “Ahh- Y/n.” She moans out.
You slow down and then come to a stop. You gently pull out and she makes a noise is retaliation. “It’s ok let’s get you cleaned up.” You say.
She sighs. You take off the strap on and smile at her. You drop it on the floor it is for future you. You kiss Rosa’s stomach all the way up to her chest and then to her jawline. “you did so good for me. I’m proud of you baby you did it.” You say into her ear.
“Do you want to cuddle? I can be the big spoon.” You say to her. “Fine but don’t tell anyone.” She says.
You wrap your arms around her and then start kissing the back of her neck. “I love you” she whispers. It fills your heart with butterflies as she say that. “I love you too. In a genuine way not just because you said it.” You clarify.
“I love Rosa Diaz.” You smile as you say it. “Rosa Diaz loves me.” You giggle.
I have a question who would read a Once upon a time fanfiction where Maleficent has a sister who is reginas mate/soulmate but rumple needs regina fir his curse so he forces the soulmate to keep that fact to herself. She is not happy about this but does it so he won't do anything to regina she travels thorugh the realms but comes back when she gets word that her sister will have a baby she then stumbles in on the charming perfirming the darkness light swap on the egg and emma she jumps in with the egg and gets help in the land without magic from the dragon who helps her settle in, then they find Pinocchio/August with emma and raise them together so the children have a good childhood
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