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What Kind Of A-Spec Magic Do You Have?

All people on the a-spectrum are made of their unique, individual magic. Answer the questions to find out what you're made of!

A just-for-fun personality quiz! Find out what kind of a-spec magic you have!

Laura's Magical Kisses

Laura really did have the most enchanting lips. They were so soft, so warm, and the perfect shade of rosy pink to entice Gena back to them again and again and again until she felt practically dizzy with arousal. Every time she thought she could pull away, every time she thought she could clear the erotic fog out of her head they seduced her into, Gena leaned back ever so slightly and saw them teasing her with that Cupid’s bow and she lost herself in yet another deep, soulful kiss. And the world once again slipped away into peace and pleasure and she forgot everything but her lover’s beautiful mouth.

Even when she knew there were things she should be focusing on, they always seemed distant and irrelevant compared to the warmth of those magical kisses. They were supposed to be studying, after all, and the midterm was less than a week away… but Gena’s eyes resolutely refused to open, and her thoughts didn’t want to drag themselves free of the scent and taste of Laura’s gorgeous lips. They kept Gena in a state of distraction so sensual and erotic all their own that she barely noticed Laura pulling up Gena’s top so her heavy tits dangled and swayed with every motion… motion? That, that was… motion?

It was only when she really tried to put her sluggish brain to work that Gena realized just how little hyperbole lay behind her daydreams of Laura’s mesmerizing lips. Every time she tried to break down the tangle of emotion and sensation that wrapped her up and held her and left her dazed and befuddled and utterly stupefied with lust, Gena found herself once again focusing on the sensual beauty of those enchanting kisses. The rocking motion of her body, the vague and distant memories of a door opening and closing, the hand resting on the small of her back, it all blended together into confusion and Gena couldn’t separate it all out. It was simply pleasure, intense and overwhelming, and Laura’s mouth exemplified that pleasure so completely that Gena couldn’t think about anything else.

Slowly, though, and with a titanic effort, Gena managed to pick out a few details. Laura’s soft, soothing caresses on her shoulders, each one easing her back down into the erotic reverie that began and ended with those perfect lips. A feeling of restraint, as though something–maybe her own bunched and tangled panties–was confining her legs as she crouched on all fours. Low, masculine grunts, each one timed to the sensation of a well-lubed shaft penetrating Gena’s slick and hungry ass. That one stirred up memories of a finger smearing something over and around and inside her anus, loosening it while Gena drifted in endless distraction and kissed herself into blissful oblivion. Was… was she getting butt-fucked without even noticing? Was that even possible? Gena tried to open her eyes and look.

But then Laura kissed her again, and Gena’s resolve melted into slick, dripping lust against those soft pink lips. She didn’t need to think about what was happening behind her. She didn’t need to tear herself away from that perfect embrace. She could keep kissing and let it all simply fade away… and the last tiny little speck thought Gena summoned up before her mind went joyously blank was that this wasn’t the first time she’d struggled and failed to free herself from Laura’s trance. And it absolutely wouldn’t be the last.

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Felt this in my soul

me, sternly, to a blank google doc: i have written hundreds of thousands of words over the course of my life. you won’t defeat me.

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Can we please take a moment to talk about this man? He is not what you would look and say “He is a superhero.” He also doesn’t have any type of superpower, he don’t fly, or have super strength, or has the mutant gene. But he had a choice to do between what was right or wrong, and even though he knew if he didn’t do as Rumlow was asking Rumlow would kill him and just do it, he preferred not to do and die. Because he wanted to do what was the right thing to do.

Had a vision and had to make it real, may i interest you in hungryhungry fuecoco?

listen. this guy is the best character Pokemon’s ever introduced. his name is Larry. you have all these crazy-ass gym leaders and then there’s just just this one Normal Dude. he hasn’t slept in three days. he works a 9–5 office job and considers doing taxes fun. he wakes up and eats styrofoam on wheat toast for breakfast in the morning. he’s the only one who terastalizes his ace into a type it already has instead of a different type. his name is Larry

and then you find out that this milquetoast man

is also one of the best Pokemon battlers in Paldea

extraordinary attorney woo showing us two very different types of female friendships with long lasting loyal friend geu ra mi who knows everything about young woo bc they grew up together and grudging teammate choi su yeon who doesn’t always understand young woo but is always trying her hardest to learn more about her is so wonderful. i love how different the two friendships are and beautifully woo young woo’s affection for both women is portrayed.

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