I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:
and my personal favorite
After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.
About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like
I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like
This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”
But I guess the lesson goes like this:
DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN
This needs to be reblogged. I couldn’t scroll past this if I tried, I got a message like that but not for me, it told me to my friend to kill them self, I was livid! I didn’t answer it because a message like that doesn’t deserve an answer but I don’t see what is so funny about telling someone to kill them selves! I really don’t! It’s sick and it’s wrong. This person though, I take my hat off to you. You taught that bully a lesson.
How the fuck is the anon gonna do a complete U turn when they find out ‘oh shit they might actually kill themselves’ every action has consequences, good or bad, some people never learned this and it really fucking shows.
How about this: Stop being a coward and don’t use anonymous! And obviously, why on Earth would you tell someone to go kill themselves?! That Anon is a absolute S.O.B !!
Tags: NSFW. Soft Femdom. Yushiro is a service sub. Pegging. Thigh humping. Oral sex (reader receiving). Yushiro being called a slut (affectionately) (and true). Praise. Reader referred to as "mistress" 3.6k words
You sipped your tea from your favorite armchair as Yushiro pulled a book from the shelf and ran the feather duster along its edges.
A smile curved your lips as you watched him work. He looked so terribly sweet wearing nothing but his white cleaning apron, his hair and lower face also concealed beneath triangles of white cloth to keep the dust off him.
The demon tsked as he read the spine of the book, and stepped up onto a stool to put it back in its proper place. His calf muscles tensed and quivered as he rose onto his tiptoes to reach the top shelf, and his little, perfectly round ass bounced beautifully as he hopped back down.
"You're doing such a good job for me, Yushiro. Thank you."
Even with the cloth covering most of his face you could tell he was blushing. A faint pink tint peered above the mask, and his lavender eyes widened ever so slightly at your words.
Yushiro so adored when you praised him. He also adored serving you, ensuring your home was tidy and comfortable for you, doing your bidding. Always so eager to please.
And so pretty too.
"Do you want to take a break?"
His back stiffened, and his breath audibly caught in his throat. "Yes, mistress."
He dutifully came to your side, standing by your chair to await instructions.
"Here," you said, patting your thigh. "Take a seat."
As you parted your legs to accommodate him, his eyes followed the drift of the flowing fabric of your dress which widened at the slit to expose the skin of your thigh. He looked to you for approval.
"Sit, Yushiro," you said, setting your teacup aside and patting your bare skin.
Dutifully, he followed your command, perching sidesaddle on your thigh. He was always so prim and proper until you got him truly worked up.
“Ah ah… not that way,” you chastised him gently. “I want you to straddle my thigh.”
A breath shivered from him, “Yes, mistress.” He shifted positions, carefully sitting astride your thigh, the soft flesh of his ass and testicles pressing against your bare skin. But not his cock, and from that alone you knew he was already hard. The sliver of his cheek visible above the white cloth covering his face turned an even deeper shade of pink.
“Take off that mask, let me see you,” you instructed.
Of course, he obeyed, raising his arms to untie the knotted fabric at the back of his head, revealing the little fluffy tufts of black and mint-green hair in his underarms.You were almost tempted to run your fingers through it just to watch him squirm.
And as you suspected, when the cloth came away, Yushiro’s handsome, delicate features were flushed such a pretty shade of pink it made your chest tighten. It didn’t take much to get him flustered– not with you anyway.
Without a word, you reached over to the small side table and picked up a small pot of lotion handing it to him. He got to work immediately, lovingly and diligently massaging the cream into your hand.
“Do you enjoy serving me, Yushiro?”
“I live for it, Mistress,” he replied eagerly before pulling himself into check. He drew a deep breath and gave a dignified bow of his head. “Yes. I enjoy it.”
You smiled, feeling his pelvic muscles clench as he gazed at you. He didn’t need to utter a single word to tell you he worshiped the ground you walked on. Reaching up, you slipped the covering off his head, revealing his black and pale teal hair, which you carefully preened back into place, reciprocating the care he gave you. “You always do so well for me, Yushiro. So loyal, obedient, and so very pretty.”
“Th-thank you.” His eyes fluttered closed as you rearranged his hair, and his hips rocked ever so slightly against your thigh.
Biting your lip, you lowered your lotioned hand, reaching beneath his apron to lightly caress his straining cock. The demon let out a gasp of surprise, his lips parting to reveal his sharp canine teeth.
"Mistress~" he whined as you kept your hand in place and pretended you didn't notice him tilting his hips, not-so-subtly trying to slide himself against your palm.
You kept your hand still.
Yushiro was quick to catch on. Blushing profusely, he returned his attention to your other hand, lotioning your skin, his fingers threading between yours and ensuring every millimeter of was lavished upon.
"Such a good boy," you cooed, rewarding him by pressing the flat of your hand across the top of his erection, pinning his cock between your palm and thigh.
A muscle in his cheek thrummed as he bit back a whine. "Mistress, may I?"
"My you what? Use your words, sweet thing."
His face was practically glowing. "May I ride your thigh?"
"Hm, well, I do have plans for you tonight. Do you think you can cum for me twice?"
"Twice? Y-yes… anything for you."
"Good, then you may ride my thigh."
With an eager "thank you," he rocked against you, shaking as he exhaled, leaning forward to rest his head on your shoulder. He whimpered so sweetly, his breath hot and ragged against your neck as he nuzzled his face against you. So sweet and so utterly, delightfully pathetic.
“I bought a new toy for us to use, Yushiro. Something I know you’ll like.”
He nodded his head, still humping away at your thigh like the lovesick puppy he was as you kept his cock pinned with your palm.
You smiled, feeling your stomach flutter. “Would you like to know what it is?”
“Yes. Yes.”
With your free hand you retrieved an ornate box from the table and set it on the arm of the chair. “Look in here, sweet thing.”
Yushiro groaned softly, raising his head to watch as you pried open the lid to reveal a slender strap-on and harness, the dildo the exact same shade of lavender as his eyes.
“Mistress…”
“I want to fuck your pretty ass,” you whispered in his ear, making his breath catch. “You’re going to lick my pussy and then you’re going to ride my strap until you see stars like a good little slut.”
A hot spurt of cum splashed across your thigh as Yushiro crumpled against you, quivering and whimpering as his orgasm rocked through him. “Nghhh… I’m sorry. So… soh–horry, mistress”
“No, no, Yushiro. You’re such a good boy,” you cooed, petting his hair and kissing him just above his ear. “You came so sweetly for me. But you can keep going, right?”
He trembled as he nodded, fingertips probing the puddle he had left on your skin. “I left a mess on you, Mistress… Should I clean it up?”
“No,” you said softly. “No, we’re going to use that to make my strap nice and slippery for you to ride. I’m going to fuck you and fill you with your own cum, beloved. But first I want you on your knees.”
A low, breathy groan emerged from him as he pressed his forehead to your shoulder, taking a moment to catch his breath and regain his composure. “You’re so good to me, mistress.”
“Because you deserve to be treated well. You deserve to be praised and fucked for all your hard work and loyalty.” With loving tenderness, you caressed his soft, pretty jawline, encouraging him to raise his head. “There, now, are you ready?”
“Yes, mistress.”
“Good boy. On your knees, then.”
He dutifully obeyed, climbing down and kneeling as you parted your thighs and pulled up your skirt. His face was a picture of reverence and adoration as he gazed at your pussy, as though he was kneeling before the shrine in the most sacred temple. You were his goddess, his mistress, his most beloved, and he was so very good at pleasing you.
“Thank you,” he whispered, his breath tickling against your clit.
A coil in your lower belly tightened as he pressed his face to your cunt, groaning with satisfaction from your taste alone. His tongue got to work, laving you with devout hunger as you petted his hair.
“Good boy, Yushiro…”
The lewd wet sounds of his mouth on your pussy filled the room as he devoured you as though your pleasure sustained him and his entire existence revolved around your ecstasy. His needy whimpers vibrated against you as he lapped at your clit.
You fought the urge to put your head back and close your eyes, watching him instead, marveling at just how lovely Yushiro looked as he licked you. Thick black eyelashes resting against his soft cheeks, delicate fingers pressing into the plush of your thighs.
He didn't just use his tongue; he kissed your clit as he would kiss your mouth, his lips so soft and gentle, slowly savoring the taste of you. His mouth was hot, slippery, and sweet, and so dedicated to you that you ached even as he satiated your need. Gods, you could hardly stand it.
And at your burgeoning sighs of pleasure, as he drove you skillfully toward climax, his pretty purple eyes opened and gazed up at you, hungry and desperate for your release. All he wanted was to please, serve, adore and to be adored.
And adore him you did.
You came against his mouth, eliciting a wanton cry from the demon as he lapped every drop of your essence from your pussy. He drew back for a moment to watch your hole pulse around nothing, whispering a reverent "thank you, mistress" before pushing in his tongue and licking your fluttering walls.
Your breaths were heavy as you rode the waves of your orgasm. "Oh…You're so beautiful, Yushiro. My Yushiro."
His cheeks flushed again at those words. Unable to contain himself, he pressed his face to your lower belly, wrapping his arms around you as you ran your fingernails over his scalp. He looked so calm, his lips glistening with saliva and slick, his cheeks dusted a lovely shade of pink. So peaceful in your embrace. So wholly and unwaveringly loving.
"Are you tired, my love?" you asked softly. "We can stop here if you need to rest."
“No!” He shook his head. "No, mistress. I still want to please you. Let me… let me ride your strap." He clung to you as if you would be pulled away from him at any moment if he relented just a little, his eyes pleading with you as much as his words.
You chuckled and handed him the box. “Alright. Put it on me and I’ll watch you fuck yourself stupid on it.”
His breath caught as you stood and stripped, his eyes drinking in the sight of your bare skin as if it was the first time he had seen you undressed. He remained on his knees throughout, lips parted enough so you could see the little pointed tips of his fangs.
Yushiro’s gaze was always one of pure veneration; every line of your body, every inch, curve, angle, blemish and imperfection the most glorious and precious thing in the world to him. He adored you with everything he was; awestruck in your presence even though he spent every moment he could by your side.
With trembling fingers he fastened the straps around your hips and the tops of your thighs, gazing at you with a love-struck smile once the rigid purple cock was in place, lewdly jutting out toward him. You canted your hips forward, nudging his lips with the head of the dildo.
“Suck it for me,” you told him.
His lips were around it before you even finished speaking, coating the dildo in glistening saliva, eagerly taking it to the back of his throat, eyes flooding with tears as he did his very best to please you. You didn’t need to thrust or fuck his face to have him take it deeper; he was more than willing to do the work for you, the little frown lines between his eyebrows puckering with concentration and determination.
In fact, as you leaned back to sit in your chair once more, Yushiro followed, shuffling on his knees after you, lips still fervidly locked around the tip.
“You’re such an eager little slut, Yushiro,” you said affectionately.
He hummed in agreement.
Oh how he made your heart flutter, his need– no– his compulsion to do his very best for you adorable and pathetic and wonderful. You patted your lap once more, inviting him to kneel astride your thighs, which he did so obediently it made your breath shiver.
"Take off your apron, beloved, let me see you," you instructed.
He reached behind him and undid the knot at his back before slipping the garment over his head and fully exposing his naked body; small, slender, paler than moonlight, painfully pretty, and yours. His eager cock was hard and twitching– in all likelihood he hadn't gone soft even after his first orgasm.
"My beautiful Yushiro," you cooed, teasing the dark line of hair which ran down from his navel with your fingernails. His cock bobbed hopefully as your caress drew near, but it would have to wait.
Instead, you scooped his cum off your thigh with your finger and reached between his legs to lubricate his tight hole.
A soft whine escaped him, his back arching as his lips parted around a shivering breath. "Gods… mistress I love you… I love you– oo~"
His eyes widened as you slipped your finger past the puckered ring of muscle and into the delicious heat of his ass, his hole squeezing and fluttering around you.
"Relax," you whispered, leaning forward to kiss his chest, right above his racing heart. "Take a deep breath, Yushiro. I know you can take it. You're always so good for me; your pretty little ass loves to be fucked, doesn't it?"
He nodded, bracing his hands on your shoulders as he filled his lungs. And then he sat back, pushing you deeper into himself. "Fuuuh– huck~"
"Mm," you purred in approval. "That's right. What a good boy you are."
"Th-thank you…" His voice was little more than a whisper while he grew accustomed to the stretch.
A sharp gasp of pleasure escaped him as you crooked your finger against his walls, finding his prostate and gently massaging it. As he settled into the sensation, the pleasured groan which emerged from his lips made your toes curl.
"Mmm… oh mistress, you– hah– so… good… to me…"
"I'm as good to you as you deserve," you said, flicking your tongue over his nipple as you slipped another finger into his ass and slowly worked him open. "Because you're loyal. You're pretty. And you deserve to be adored and ruined." With your free hand you reached up and clasped his chin, pulling him toward your lips.
Yushiro always kissed you like he would die if he didn't put all he had into it, whimpering against your lips, grip tightening on whatever part of you he happened to be holding. He moaned as you bit his lower lip, tugging it as you scissored your fingers in his hole, stretching him out to take your strap.
His dick drooled pre-cum onto your belly and thighs, his pale skin pebbled with excitement. His lips fell apart as he undulated his hips, unable to stop from fucking himself on your fingers.
"Are you ready?" You asked.
"Yes," he gasped. "Yes! I'm yours. I'm yours. Fuck me. Please please. Ruin me. I want to be yours."
“You are mine. You’re my pretty, obedient little slut.”
“Yes. Yes. Please.” He begged so sweetly, every word carried from his lips on a desperate gasp, squirming as you removed your fingers and took a bottle of lubricant from the strap's box.
"Here, hold out your hand. Make it nice and slippery.
Of course he did as he was told, coating your cock in lubricant, his elegant hands massaging the length with meticulous dedication.
When he finally lowered himself on to it, his elfin features screwed tight before his mouth and eyes fell open in ecstasy. The blush on his cheeks spread down his throat to his chest and up to the very tops of his ears.
"That's it," you encouraged him, gripping his hips to help ease him down. "Take it all like a good slut."
"Y-yes mistress– AAH-haaah!" He cried out, head lolling back as his cock erupted once more, cum flowing from the tip as it throbbed helplessly toward you. His entire body shook with the intensity of it, his stomach twitching and folding as he fought the urge to collapse from the force.
"Oh, Yushiro, look at you. You came so quickly."
He nodded rapidly, pulling in air with shallow breaths. "I'm s-sorry! Sorry, mistress… I… ohh… I don't want to stop."
"Mm~" you hummed in approval as you collected the slippery cum leaking from his cock. "Lift your hips. You're going to fuck this into your ass too."
He whimpered as he lifted himself off the dildo, thighs quivering as you smeared his cum on the tip and then eased him back onto it.
“There you go,” you said with a smile, drinking in the sight of him perched so prettily on top of you with his cock still semi-hard, his tip a vibrant, overstimulated pink, even though you’d hardly touched it.
He didn’t need to be told to start riding the dildo; in fact, he could hardly stop himself, his obedience faltering as the pleasure of it overtook his senses. Every thrust was punctuated by a whine, every word of praise you uttered answered with gratitude. Yushiro fucked himself like it was his life’s purpose, his lips parted to expose his adorable fangs.
“Oh Yushiro,” you sighed affectionately as he fucked himself on your strap. “You’re so pretty. And so very good for me.”
As he bounced up and down, his cock began to harden once more, slapping against his lower belly with every thrust, smearing clear streaks of arousal across his pale skin. Oh how beautiful he looked, how well he fucked himself stupid; gasping, panting, whimpering, shivering, grasping his own ass cheeks to spread himself wider, fucking himself faster and harder.
“You’re making such a mess, my love,” you crooned, taking hold of his cock and swiping your thumb over the tip, spreading his pre-cum. “You’re getting so wet for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, mistress. Gods, yes.”
“Tell me how it feels.”
You could see it. His pleasure was evident in his fuck-drunk expression; his eyes losing focus, his lips parted around silent cries, his cheeks near scarlet as he rode like his life depended on it.
You grinned. “Aww, Yushiro… have you fucked the words out of your own head?”
He screwed his eyes shut and put his head back, a half-laugh, half-sob escaping him as you continued to tease his weeping slit. And all the while he kept on bullying his prostate with the fat head of your strap.
His breath caught when you slid your palm along the length of his torso, stroking the taut flesh of his belly and chest, besotted with the graceful undulation of his hips. His back arched so beautifully as he threw his head back in ecstasy, one hand braced on your shoulder, the other still desperately trying to spread himself, still wanting more.
“Such a pretty little thing riding such a big cock,” you whispered. “Do you think you can cum for me a third time?”
His dick throbbed in your hand as he nodded. “I’m… close…”
“My my, Yushiro. Then I want to change positions. I want you on your back so I can fuck you. Does that sound good?”
He nodded, words failing him as a broken cry escaped him. It must have been agony, to be so close to release and to have to stop. But he did so as dutifully as he did everything, his only desire to please you. That was all he wanted, it was all he craved.
And the delay was worth it as you laid him back on the floor of your study, his legs over your shoulders, his mouth agape as you thrust into him so slow and deep his back arched entirely off the ground. Your pace was slower than his, drawing out his pleasure, leaving him clinging to the edge of ecstasy and completely at your mercy. On and on you fucked him, stroking his cock as you ground your hips against his ass, watching him unravel.
“M–mistress, I’m gonna... I'm … cuh-uh-mming…”
“Good,” you cooed. “Cum for me, sweet thing. Let me hear you.”
His voice cracked with his third release, his whimpers shredding his throat as he spurted ropes of cum across his belly. He babbled thanks and praise, fingers trembling as he brought them up to cover his tear-filled eyes, completely ruined and completely in love as you pulled out of him and leaned over to kiss his quivering lips.
“Good boy, Yushiro. You did so well for me.”
“Thank you, mistress,” he whispered, his voice barely audible as he gazed sleepily up at you, his usually serious expression soft and slightly dazed. “Would you like me to run a bath?”
“In a minute,” you kissed him once more, eliciting a soft sigh of appreciation from him. “We’ll bathe together in a little while. Let me just cherish you for a moment first.”
The corner of his lips slanted as he lay there, basking in the glow of your presence and your love, knowing what it meant to be truly adored.
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AS OF FEBRUARY 21ST, 2024, WE GOT FIVE DAYS UNTIL THE DAY OF DECISION OF THE KOSA BILL, WHICH WILL CAUSE MASS CENSORSHIP ROUND THE INTERNET IF PASSED. OR DOOMSDAY. WE NEED EVERYONE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS AND CONTRIBUTE. I'M NOT GIVING UP ON YOU ALL.
WE'RE DOWN TO THE WIRE BUT WE CAN'T GIVE UP YET. IF WE GIVE UP, EVERYTHING IS OVER. IF WE DON'T, AT LEAST WE HAVE A CHANCE.
I'M THE ONE WHO SOUNDED THE ALARM, AND I'M NOT GOING TO CURL UP AND DIE YET.
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moots this is your sign to reblog. followers this is your sign to reblog. EVERYONE this is your sign to reblog.
And everyone, if you can, SIGN THE PETITION.
I know this has probably been said so many times but I'll say it again 'cause I've directly had people tell me that "KOSA is good 'cause ___" WITHOUT listening to or reading a SINGLE word of information or what the bill is.
if this is your first time hearing or seeing anything about this, try and read up on what's going on and why this bill needs to be stopped. read up on why this isn't about the kids, but a way for the government to censor whatever the fuck they want.
"To protect children" my ass.
Also this twitter (X) context note is perfect:
As ALSO wonderfully said: "This isn't about the kids. It's about censorship."
And there's so much I'd love to say about this horrible bill, but I'm sure you understand by now.
Also it's crazy that when my younger sister brought this up to some adults all they responded with was, "haha don't worry about this you're just a kid this isn't something you should pay attention to... etc etc" and I just- can y'all see why I'm infuriated about that???
isn't it funny that bloody mary was a sleepover horror story but now its an alcoholic drink. imagine in 12 years we have a new cocktail called the jeff the killer
I work in a kitchen. We are always told to not just stand around, that’s rule number one. Even if something’s on the stove, usually you can do something else while you wait for it.
EXCEPT
If it’s milk. “You stand right there and watch over it, do NOT leave.”
What’s even better is if you’re forced to leave because you need something from the fridge or something. So you dash into the back and get it and if someone wants to ask you something you just go “MILK! ON THE STOVE!” and everyone jumps out of your way and goes “oh shit, run!!!”
It’s the funniest thing I’ve ever encountered at work
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