I want to be with someone who's twice my age. I want that man to be fatherly towards me. So kind towards me in the grossest way possible
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I want to be with someone who's twice my age. I want that man to be fatherly towards me. So kind towards me in the grossest way possible
I wosh someone had a crush on me
Man, I just want a kind and empathetic mentor like a teacher or a manager to help me figure out stuff and teach me mundane things like how to operate a machine or trigonometry while having the most nastiest, filthiest fantasies about me. I want him to fantasise me moaning sir to him. I want him to accidentally blurt out "good girl" and get flustered while I'm completely oblivious and don't even know he's hard. And I want him to never do anything about his obsession with me because it's morally wrong and very unprofessional. He's truly a good guy so of course he won't do anything with me.
'my love' 'my darling''sweetheart' 'baby' oh god
No bitch, it's 'oh god'
Mercy, Sabotage, and Dead Space
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Part One of The Bet series
Pairing: Poe Dameron/Reader
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 12.7K
Summary:
1. No sex.
2. No touching yourself.
3. No orgasms.
Warnings/Tags: DUBCON/NONCON elements, fuckboy Poe (OOC), Enemies to Lovers, degradation/humiliation, mentions of oral sex, SMUUUTTTTTTTT also I’m not sorry for what I did but you’re not allowed to read if you’re gonna get mad at me okay byeeee
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This.
This shit, right here.
If the question was ever, “What’s the stupidest fucking thing you’ve ever let Poe Dameron somehow talk you into doing?” then the answer is this stupid shit, right the fuck here. This is like. You remember that one game, Mercy? The one where you’d dig your nails in and twist arms and just needlessly inflict pain on each other as children until one of you cried uncle because someone somewhere once decided to turn torture into a matter of pride?
You always thought those games were fucking ridiculous. Who can hold their breath the longest, who can handle a lit deathstick against their flesh the longest, who can take the hardest punch—who cares? It’s child’s play. It’s self-inflicted agony for the sake of bragging rights and even as a youngling, you refused to fall for it.
But then you met… fucking Dameron.
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Rumors, Freebies, and a Race for Last Place
Part Two of The Bet series
Pairing: Poe Dameron/Reader
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 22.5K DONT say shit alright just don’t
Warnings: Okay. There is degradation in this, some name calling and heated interactions. There is a LOT of smut, dirty talk and rough sex. If these things offend you, please do not continue reading.
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It’s recommended to read part one first.
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Getting into the x-wings is always fun.
It actually might be your favorite part. Granted, alarm bells ringing and thousands of jumpsuits scrambling in all directions is never typically a good thing, but there’s also an inherent rush about it, a thrill in launching up the metal paneling as quick as you can and suiting up to provide aid. It’s a side-effect of camaraderie, of being surrounded by like-minded individuals willing to do everything they can to help. You never feel like you’re going to your death, even though that’s often the grim reality for at least one of you on a good day. There’s always a roaring in your ears while you do it, adrenaline sharpening your senses and preparing yourself for conflict, not thinking anything beyond gogogogogo—
But getting out of the x-wing is… not great. At least for you. It’s sluggish. Your body is always completely drained and you never come out of it feeling the same way you went in. Even in times of victory, there’s a somberness inside you after battle. As much as you tell yourself you’re fighting for good, for prosperity against an evil machine hellbent on enslaving the galaxy, there’s only so many explosions lighting up in front of your eyes and screams cutting out through your comms you can take before winning just doesn’t really feel like winning anymore. Most pilots are able to handle it better than you are, but since you joined the Resistance, you’ve never truly felt the desire to celebrate. Not even when you serve a massive, glaring defeat to the other side. There’ll always be at least one missing x-wing, one empty seat at the table, one person not here to celebrate with you.
You came back in one piece this time. Barely.
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I want to hold mom's hand
Cause I'm scared of the real world
I'm scared
@setheverman loves u!
Терпи!
Помни, она твоя знакомая.
Женщины не должны терпеть насилие, унижение и оскорбление!
Она твоя знакомая, подруга, сестра и соседка. Не молчи! Кричи! Помоги ей.
Bear with it!
Remember, she is someone you know
Please spread the message about Khachaturian sisters case. It's an ongoin case of sisters Krestina, Anlegina and Maria killing their father because of years of physical and sexual abuse. In Russia, women can't go anywhere from their abusers, because Russia does not have laws protecting them. It is a norm to beat up women for being "hysterical". Women are not protected when the whole school, neighborhood knows about the abuse. Please let people know that this is not ok in any sense. Protect women, your friends, your sisters and neighbors!
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Cause you can @setheverman
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Phil is a hell spawn UwU
Phil is a hell spawn
Ok but do you get this feeling of dread right before school at the door and think "will me being hit by a car be a good reason to skip classes?"
Let's calm down