I've already said before that I'm bad at getting back to people with messages but if I literally have to tell you over multiple interactions that I'm not interested and you STILL are bugging me.
Bruh.
And yes I know the block button is there for a reason. I just dont like resorting to that on first or second chances.
But I will use it if y'all dont get the message I dont want sessions or trances or any shit if I've already told y'all no.
I'm a person, I have my own agency, even as a sub who enjoys CNC. I can choose who I do and dont want to play with.
Reader dressed in a provocative dress for a mission. Edward just has his hand over his mouth, unable to speak while his eyes are way too expressive looking her over with the only pirate thought being:
"Plunder that Booty."
it is, indeed, a full fledged Edward spiral. this man has me in a chokehold. hope you enjoy this one! ♥️🏴☠️
Edward Kenway x fem!Reader; 18+
...so come and tell me what my kiss tastes like...
The door creaks shut behind you, muffling the raucous laughter and clinking tankards from the tavern below as Edward Kenway slips into the room. He’s been out most of the afternoon, eavesdropping on conversations between guards and merchants along Kingston’s streets, seeking confirmation this grand scheme you’ve cooked up will work out and not end with a trip to the gallows.
You adjust the neckline and bodice of your dress a final time. The maroon taffeta and white linen sit tight against your flesh, cut low to draw the eye of men and ladies alike, cinched at the waist, and slit high enough on one thigh to promise trouble. Taking in a slow breath, you steel your resolve and nerves—Anne always does this routine better than you.
Turning from the mirror, you face Edward, oddly nervous, truth be told. A cutlass or pistol in hand would be more comfortable than this. His blue eyes flit from the map and letters on the corner table to you, pupils darkening instantly with lust, and everything else stops.
“This should distract them, right?” You ask, hands smoothing along the front of your bodice laces and stomacher.
His throat goes dry, breath catching at the sight of you. He’s always been quick with a rogue smile or clever remark, eager to bestow compliments too, but Edward only lifts a hand to his mouth. A poor attempt to muffle the guttural sound that escapes him as his stare drags shamelessly down your body: the swell of your breasts, the curve of your waist, the bare skin of your thigh. Suddenly, those documents and charts in the governor’s storehouse don’t seem all that relevant anymore—a prize worthy of plundering is standing right in front of him.
“Edward?” It’s teasing, how you say his name like that—all innocent and the like, as though you’re not dressed like Sin itself and all but beckoning him to take you here and now.
He drags his hand down his face, jaw still clenched tight, a flush creeping up his neck. “Jaysus,” he starts, voice rough. “They'll empty their purses and thank you for robbing them.”
“That’s the gist of it,” you say, stepping closer, hips swaying just enough to test him. “While they’re gawking, you slip in and...”
Edward doesn’t let you finish. He closes the distance in a long stride, hands catching your waist to pull you flush against him. The heat of him engulfs you—solid muscle, salt, and cloth and leather. You tilt your chin to look up at him, lips twisting upward, and before you can think to say anything or take another breath, his lips are on yours. It’s as if he is a starving man when his tongue brushes yours—tasting your kiss—the second your lips part for him.
One hand slides up your back, curling at the nape of your neck to tilt your head how he wants. The other drifts lower, palming the curve of your hip, and lower still, until he grips your backside with a low, appreciative groan that reverberates in his chest.
You melt into him with little restraint, fingers curling into the lapels of his coat, and curse him for the heat pooling low in your belly as he walks you backward. Your bare shoulders scrape against the rough, wooden wall, but Edward presses closer, his thigh sliding between yours—the hard line of his body leaving little doubt about how much he wants you.
“Edward,” you gasp, breaking from his kiss, heart racing. His mouth trails along your jaw and down your throat—lips searing your skin—beard scraping along your collarbone. Your hands slip into his golden locks, and instinct takes over when you tug at the roots, hard enough to make him groan—the hold he has at the back of your neck tightening. A cold shiver creeps down your spine as Edward nips at your breastbone, soothing the aftermath with his tongue.
“Christ, Dove,” he mutters against the swell of your bosom. “You’re ruining me.” And have you ever seen him so needy and disheveled before? His hand squeezes your rear again, thigh pressing harder between your legs, knowing you want, need, the pressure and friction.
Damn him. Another kiss and errant touch, and he’ll ruin you too. You whimper—a delightful sound—and it stirs Edward’s blood, fanning the flames hotter. The plan. You need to protest, tell him this has to wait, but all you can do is chase his mouth for another kiss—slow and open-mouthed.
For too long, the plan ceases to exist. He could have you like this all night, and you’d not complain, not when his mouth and hands are roaming your body, and he’s whispering filthy praises and promises between kisses. Bet you’re already wet for me, aren’t you, love? Edward asks, voice rough at your ear. I’ll have to carry you to the Jackdaw once I’m through with you. A promise you’ll hold him to.
You gather what remains of your wits when his fingers tug at the laces of your bodice. Breathing hard, you place both hands on his chest and push against him, gentle but firmly. “Edward,” you chide. “The documents.”
He makes a noise somewhere between a whine and a growl, forehead dropping to rest against yours with ragged breath and half-lidded lusty eyes. “Bugger them,” Edward mutters, stealing another quick kiss that nearly undoes your resolve. “We’ve all night to—”
“No.” You smile despite the flush on your cheeks and the way your legs feel shaky. Cupping his face in both hands, you force him to meet your eyes. “We need those documents. The guards change shift in less than an hour. I distract them with… this,” you gesture at your scandalous dress, “you get inside, grab the papers, and we’ll be gone before anyone’s the wiser.”
Edward’s jaw clenches—fighting every urge and instinct he has. He has half a mind to bend you over the rickety bed, hike up your skirts, and take you. A short round. His hands are still on your waist, thumbs rubbing slow circles over the dark silk. “And after?” he asks, voice low and dangerous.
You lean in, brushing your lips against his in a teasing, feather-light kiss. A dangerous thing to do when he wants you so badly. “After,” you promise, nipping at his bottom lip, “there’ll be plenty of time for plundering.”
Blue eyes flash with wicked delight, and a rogue grin splits his lips. “Never enough time with you, love,” he says, gaze raking over you once more—savoring the sight. He’ll let the image and thought serve as motivation to do the job clean and quick.
Before you can step away, Edward catches your chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting your face up as he leans in. This kiss is slower than the frenzied ones before. His lips move against yours with the same heated intent, though, tongue teasing just enough to draw another soft sound from your throat. For another blissful second, the plan fades again.
He pulls away, like it pains him to do so, and lets his forehead rest against yours for a heartbeat. Then Edward groans, adjusting himself and his coat, before catching your hand. He brings it up to his lips, placing a tender kiss on your knuckles. “Just…” Another kiss to the inside of your wrist. “Be careful. If any bastard gets handsy, I might forget the whole bloody mission and run him through.”
“I can handle myself,” you reassure him, hiking up your skirt to show the small dagger tied to the outside of your thigh—hidden from view even with the slit. Still, warmth blooms in your chest at his stubborn protectiveness. “And you’ll be there to watch my back.”
“And your front,” Edward winks, “sides, and everything in between too, if I have my way.” Rolling your eyes fondly, you give him a shove toward the door. He stops at the threshold, looking back at you one last time. “Later, love,” he says, raising the white hood of his robes, “I intend to plunder every inch of you ‘til the only name you remember is mine own.”
He slips away after that, leaving you hot and breathless, and even more determined to see this mission finished quickly—the sooner it’s done, the sooner Captain Edward Kenway can make good on every filthy promise.
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god i want to milk a cock so bad,, just have my cunt clenching so hard and so much that a man has no choice but to drain his balls inside me and then some <3
the thing about having a hypno fetish is that you can get this pavlovian response to like everything that's associated with relaxation and sleep. and then just the fact that you're having a pavlovian response is also sexy. anyway i really like the word "soothing"
You can’t just tell people to ‘get a VPN (Virtual Private Network)’. Buying a VPN is like buying a house. It’s very very important. Having no VPN or having a ‘wrong’ one can seriously damage your life. Especially for Americans because their privacy laws are garbage. I am going to try explain why you should get a VPN but bare with me, I am from Germany and my English is far from perfect.
Let’s start with a simple test.
Click this link here: https://whatismyipaddress.com/
It will tell your IP adres, your ISP (internet service provider), and your location. The location might not be very accurate, but then again, it’s just a simple website. Imagine what the government can do!
So basically, everyone can find out where you live. But there is more danger. Your ISP. Your ISP logs your every move online and they are required to keep it in case the government wants access to it (or if a 3rd party wants to buy your data (yikes). They have everything. What websites you visit. How long you stay on a website. What you download. Your search terms. European laws are more subtle on this but if you are from the US you are #@*#&, especially because Trump doesn’t support the open internet. It’s scary but maybe in the future you can’t get a job because the recruiter knows your searched on ‘how to deal with depression’ or anythings else that’s supposed to be private because it’s your f*cking right. Or you get a $100k fine because you pirated a movie 15 years ago. You need a VPN. You’re dumb for not using one. but what does a VPN do?
A VPN encrypts all your data so if it were be intercepted no one can ‘crack the code’ and damage your privacy.
Usually being online goes like this (simplified): Your computer —-> ISP (—–> keeps data —–> sells it)
But with a VPN it goes like: Your computer —–> VPN (encrypts data)—–> ISP (ISP can’t see shit)
Furthermore, a VPN hides your IP address and location by giving you another IP address located in Spain for example (you can often choose from a list and change as many times as you want).
Now that you know why you should get a VPN and what is does it is important to educate yourself because people often choose the wrong VPN. VPN providers are also businesses and have to obey the law. If you choose a VPN provider located in the US then you are throwing your money away because the laws in the US shits on your privacy. If the US gov wants the provider to give all their logs they have to obey. The ISP still can’t see what you are doing online and sell your data but the US gov can interfere with your VPN provider so NEVER CHOOSE A PROVIDER LOCATED IN THE US.
I just wanted to make that very clear so my followers don’t buy false security.
There is still more danger!
Who says your VPN provider isn’t selling your data? You need to check their logging policy. Do they keep logs? If yes, what for? For how long do they keep them? Tip: Choose a provider who doesn’t keep logs
More about law
The US is part of the Five Eyes program (the worst):
The Five Eyes, often abbreviated as FVEY, is an intelligence alliance comprising Australia, Canada, New Zealand, the United Kingdom and the United States. These countries are bound by the multilateral UKUSA Agreement, a treaty for joint cooperation in signals intelligence (source)
There is also a Nine Eyes (bit better) and Fourteen Eyes Program (better).
You don’t want a VPN provider who is located in one the Five Eyes countries.
If you had to choose go for a provider located in a country that’s part of the Fourteen Eyes Program or even better, go for a country that isn’t part of any program!
I know this is a shitty explanation and please pardon my english but now it’s time to do your own research. Take your privacy seriously. Maybe WWIII breaks out and you get killed for liking the ‘wrong’ FB-page.
Go to this website: https://thatoneprivacysite.net/simple-vpn-comparison-chart/
Make sure that your future VPN provider both has green boxes for Privacy Jurisdiction and Privacy Logging.
I recommend ovpn.se and trust.zone. ovpn is located in Sweden so they are part of the 14 Eyes Program and they keep minimal logs. Their business ethics, however, are alright.
Trustzone is located in the Seychelles. No country can interfere and their privacy jurisdiction is the best you can get. The US want your data but needs to get it from Trustzone? The Seychelles will simply give them the finger and wave them goodbye. However, this makes this provider very appealing for people who torrent and criminals because they keep no logs (and that is how it shoud be) Also, there are almost no marketing efforts so this provider is one the cheapest)
Also, often providers such as ExpressVPN are being called ‘The Best’ on websites about VPNs but know that this is just marketing which also makes those provider more expensive (and they too shit on your privacy)
This must be the worst article you have ever read but please, please take your privacy very seriously.
EDIT: I got many people asking me which provider I use. For those who want to know, I use Trust Zone. They offer a free 3-day trial with no strings attached. But still do your own research!
I am also with Trustzone but I think you forgot to explain one of it’s most important features. It protects you when you are using someone else’s Wi-Fi.
If you are at Starbucks and you use their Wi-Fi your privacy is at risk. Anyone with ill intentions could steal your information. Especially if you are using an unsecured Wi-Fi hotspot. With a VPN your data gets encrypted so no one can steal it.
Wait, what’s going, on? Did trump destroy internet privacy with a bill or something? Where’s the news? Oh wait, why am I getting visions of Alex Jones and selling water purifiers?
He hasn’t yet but he says he wants to. And if he is serious about it it would be really easy to do. Since all our data is already recorded, as the person above explained.
@elvesfromthedeep just brought the current situation in the US to my attention (March 30, 2017).
Sources
Anger as US internet privacy law scrapped
Congress just voted to let internet providers sell your browsing history
To all my friends in the US, please read this entire post. Making everyone aware of VPNs is going to be my mission. Your privacy matters. Please reblog this post.
Don’t tell me you just wanted to scroll past this. Stop looking at pictures of cats for a moment, okay? Don’t you realize how important this is? This is dangerous! ‘America, the best FREE country in the world’ my ass.
With this new law your ISP can sell your Internet history which could include passwords, usernames, religion, credit card numbers, race and much more to the highest bidder. So here is what I want you to do.
You are going to read the whole thing and before you think ’this is so important. Let me reblog this real quick and go back to admiring cats again-’ NO! Don’t reblog this. Take action first. Then reblog. Sign up for a free trial! Trust.Zone offers one (here). Yes. It might be difficult to set up a VPN for some people. But is that going to stop you from protecting yourself and your family? 30 minutes. 30 minutes is all that it takes. 5 if you know how to install software. The problem with some of you is that you see ‘difficult’ as something negative. I want you to see difficult differently. I need you to push through this stuff. You are going to protect yourself. There is nothing negative about that.
VPNs are fun and costsaving too! A VPN bypasses geographical restrictions so you can access websites you normally can’t or you could start Netflix’s one month free trial over and over again- forever. And it’s legal! (unless you use it to buy weapons etc.,)
Don’t tell yourself that you are too tired and that you will do this tomorrow. Because that isn’t going to happen and you know it. You have to do this right now. You only have to click on it. Don’t let this/shit/life just happen to you. Take yourself seriously. Get a VPN.
Privacy is not a privilege, it’s a fundamental human right
Hey is thatoneprivacysite still good? The link works and it does take me to an article about vpns, but it just looks like an ad for expressvpn with extra steps.
I had Trust.Zone when this post first started making the rounds on Tumblr and I forgot about it after Biden took office. I recently sent them an email asking why my subscription wasn’t automatically renewed and why their website hasn’t changed since 2017(?). Their answer:
Shady people, good people, this company only cares about privacy and doesn’t care who it serves. But now with Trump and Musk this is the only VPN I’ll use.
I understand some people might not want to use this VPN on moral grounds, but it’s genuinely one of the very few VPNs set up in a way that no authority can touch you. ExpressVPN and other ‘popular’ options operate in jurisdictions favorable for profits but their privacy is just a band-aid our government can easily rip off if it demands information. I’m a trans man, I’m afraid of our government, and at this point, I simply don’t care anymore.
For a second I was like noooooo, not this long post again! Haven’t seen it in years and I always thought it was a bit extreme and exaggerated. Now that we are in 2025, I am like, nahh, these people knew what they were talking about all along. First time I am reblogging this.
The argument against VPNs has always been, “but I have nothing to hide.” Now that an unpredictable lunatic is in charge, purging based on whatever whim strikes him, that sentiment is quickly fading. VPNs aren’t just about hiding personal secrets; they’re about protecting freedom, autonomy, and your basic right to live without unjust scrutiny or arbitrary persecution.
I've never actually tried flashing images, I've mostly stuck with spirals, and I'm surprised at how well it works! Especially with whatever it is you do with the text. I think I've been scrolling for twenty minutes at this point, and I'm not sure I want to stop...
you KNOW, you NEVER want to STOP staring and sinking deeper into the flashes and relax deeper and deeper, going mindless as you edge and stare
Wanna know whats probably one of the most fun and sexiest faces a tranced out sub can make? Ahegao.
For those Good Girls who already know, its a lovely little expression that can easily be made with the right words, triggers, or feelings.
Ahegao... to start us off we can talk about that tasty little tongue hanging out. Leaking out all your leftover thoughts from when you started dropping deeper and further for me. It just hangs out and stays out so effortlessly, dont even have to think twice about it because your mouth is just ready to be used and doing its job by drooling out your thoughts.
Ahegao...Last and certainly not least is your eyes. Whether they be crossed or rolling towards the back of your head, it doesn't really matter. What matters is that you're instinctively searching for those thoughts you already left behind and emptied out after allowing yourself to be so empty and submissive. Theres nothing up in your brain anymore my dear, so now is the perfect time to fill it with my words. After all... My Words are your thoughts.
I bet even now, just hearing me describe it and say the word just had you naturally following along, and even felt yourself giving in and making the face yourself...
Ahegao
Ahegao
AHEGAO
At the end of the day, as long as you can take from this the satisfaction and understanding of how empty and submissive you can be for someone, then you're already being a very Good Girl.
Why bother arguing with me when you could just dangle a pretty pendulum above my eyes as I get all fuzzy brained and drooly to the point I can't help but just agree with everything you say.
