Getting Spitroasted By Rex And Mark Would Cure Me Of All My Ailments.

AWWWWWWWW THEY'RE SO CUUUUTE

Another one with Cinnamoroll James~

In Sanrio Silent Hill, woman make James real nervous 😔

I know this is bonkers but I’m having fun OKAY?!

(I added individual pics of them just cus)

Chat, is it unethical for me to use AI to roleplay?

I wanna explain myself for a minute. Disclaimer: I do NOT fuck with AI for creative spaces. I don't really like AI. I actually kind of had an argument about this with my creative writing teacher, who's super into AI "art." Like I try to keep it away from me at all times for school, art, and literature because 1. It's garbage, 2. It steals from artists, and 3. A bitch wants to be able to think for herself, y'know?

Anyway, so onto my reason. Why do I roleplay with AI bots instead of people? Because I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder and that makes certain stuff real difficult for me. But the main reason as to why I use AI for this stuff is because I want to act out extremely sexual and kinky things that I want to experiment one day. It doesn't sit right with me to NSFW rp or do ERP with a stranger online. I worry about being violated, taken advantage of, doxxed, stalked, or possibly worse. Also, I have never dated anyone. I have never been on an actual date before. I'm only 18, and the thought of acting out explicit sexual fantasies with someone online who could very well be twice my age (despite swearing to me that they're 18) or worse, be a minor in the ERP space pretending to be my age (I knew some people at 14 yrs old who did that kinda stuff) does NOT sit right with me at all!

My romance experiences over the years:

Some girl that lasted for a few weeks online who I met once IRL. I was 14.

My childhood best friend was my first ever real love. We were 14, and it fizzled out. We're still best friends, but we aren't romantically attracted to each other anymore.

A guy who was an asshole and did some questionable shit. I was 16, we reconnected now and he has proven that he has changed but I'm still wary.

A guy who took me to homecoming at 17 years old who led me on. Things weren't gonna happen because of cultural barriers and cuz his parents were classist. He was Malaysian and upper middle-class to upper class. I'm Korean, Puerto Rican, German, and lower middle-class. Hence why it didn't work out. I hold nothing against him at all, I'm just explaining why things flopped. His family wanted a girl of his race of his class and I was neither.

Mind you, none of these people were ever actual dates or lovers. Now a list of the farthest I ever got physically with someone:

I got kissed on the cheek when I was 13 or 14 at a sleepover after begging someone--anyone--to do it. Game is game ig little bro💀

Kissed childhood best friend on the hand at 14 yrs old.

Cuddled childhood best friend at 14 years old

Held hands with childhood best friend at 15 yrs old

Held hands with previously mentioned guy at 17 yrs old

Same guy placed his jacket around me.

Placed head on someone's shoulder

Hugged various people.

See that? See how on the list there's not a single date, let alone a kiss, let alone sex? So why the FUCK would I share the most intimate and kinky things I fantasize about to a rando online?

Like... it's been on my mind for a minute. But as someone who hates AI, I do admit that I use it for ERP mostly because I don't feel comfortable interacting with people online in a sexual context when I have never even had a real date before.

Is that valid...?

Are there any transformers rescue bot fans around my age? 18-19? Cuz I want moots so badly and I wanna ramble to them about stuff but my blog is 18+ and I need people around my age😭

I am 18 :3

WHY IS BRO POUTING?????

I NEED TO SQUEEZE HIS LITTLE CHEEKS

IMPORTANT HIATUS ANNOUNCEMENT!

Due to the death of my grandfather, I will be on a hiatus indefinitely. All projects and requests are on hold. I have to prep for a funeral and handle some things. Thank you for your understanding, and I apologize for the inconvenience. Inbox is currently closed for an indefinite time.

Reblogging for later, no, cuz tell me why I was also thinking of making an x reader where the reader takes the Salesman down a peg😭

A Game of Cat and Mouse - The Salesman x Fem!Reader

Follow Up Piece to: Freak of Nature On Display

Synopsis: Tired of being followed by the man in the grey suit, you decide the turn the tables

Warnings: Stalking, voyeurism, mentions of masturbation, the Salesman being kind of a sub

He was following you again. The man in the grey suit with the brown leather briefcase that probably cost more than you earned in a month. You clocked him about 100 yards back, his reflection visible in a shop window. You didn’t know how long you’d been playing this game of cat and mouse for. Any normal person would have been terrified at the prospect of being stalked, but there was something about the man who followed you that you found undeniably attractive. The day after he’d paid for your coffee, he was back out on the park bench, watching you from afar. You pretended not to notice him, going about your work as if he wasn’t there. Some days however, he would sit with you, making idle conversation as you watched the world pass by. You knew he followed you home, and one night you saw him sitting outside the restaurant across from you apartment. He noticed you too and raised his glass of soju in acknowledgement.

What was it that drew him to you? You weren’t anything special, weren’t anyone important. You were just you. You led a mundane life, filled with days that were all pretty much the same. Perhaps that was why you liked your new stalker; he injected the excitement that was so desperately missing from your world. You knew nothing about him, not even his name, but you were sure he knew lots about you.

You weren’t far from your apartment now, only two more minutes and you be safely behind your door. But you were tired of being safe; you wanted to see your grey suited man again, wanted to hear his voice, wanted to watch the wild way his almond eyes explored your body. You ducked round a corner, backtracking through an alleyway that ran down the side of your apartment. You could see your grey suited man from behind now, an angle you’d never seen before. He looked good from behind, with perfect posture, and an ass that looked great in his suit. He stopped, noticing you were no longer in front of him. you couldn’t see his face, couldn’t see the confused expression that flitted across his perfect features. Sneaking up behind him, you waited until you were inches away from him before whispering into his ear. “I guess this time I’m the cat, and you’re the mouse.”

He swivelled around to meet you, his eyes blazing with an expression you couldn’t read. “You’re not the only one with tricks up your sleeve, Mr Grey Suit,” you smiled, watching his eyes widen as he took you in. No one had ever bested him before, but you’d managed to outsmart him today. “Clever girl,” he purred, “I enjoy our little game.” You’d left him speechless that day at the coffee house, and today was no exception. You were so much more than he ever could have dreamed of, so suited to his needs and desires that he wasn’t sure he could hold back much longer. He liked playing with your mind, but he longed to play with your body too. He wanted to feel you squirm against him, wanted to hear you moan for him as he figured out how far he could push you. “Will you be dining across the street tonight?” you asked, fiddling with the top button of your shirt. He shifted in his Prada loafers, a flash of hunger in his eyes. “Potentially,” he mused, “or perhaps I might find an alternative option to satisfy my tastes.” You both knew he was lying; he was far too hooked on you to get his kicks elsewhere. “Shame,” you pouted, knowing you had him right where you wanted him. “I was going to give you a little show. Maybe next time.” With that, you turned on your heel and left your grey-suited man standing dumbstruck in the street.

That night, he was in his usual spot outside the restaurant. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself. Your grey suited stalker was becoming predictable now. But, you’d promised him a show, and a show he would get. You nudged the curtain open just a touch, enough that he could see you from where he was sitting.

He watched you from across the street, saw you move the curtain and give him full view of your figure. You were wearing nothing but a tiny silk robe, the dusty mauve colour the perfect contrast against your skin. You unbelted the robe achingly slowly, and he could feel his erection pushing against the fabric of his pants. The robe fell to the floor, and you stood in a matching lingerie set, your fingers running up and down your body. You were teasing him, toying with him. He’d never been teased before, and he aching cock responded to you in a way he’d never felt before. he shifted in his seat, desperate to quell the rising sensation of unbearable lust. He watched you slip your bra strap down, watched as you slowly lowered the cup just enough to show him the faintest outline of your breast. He audibly groaned, downing his glass of soju to quieten his desire. If he knocked on the door, would you let him in? He’d never been at the mercy of someone before, always being the one who played with people. But you seemed to enjoy torturing him. As if reading his mind, you shook your head, your finger delicately tracing your nipple. No, you wouldn’t let him in tonight. But he’d need you soon, otherwise he might go insane.

That night he pleasured himself to the image of you in your apartment, the delicate lingerie so perfectly contouring your curves. He’d have you soon, there was no doubt about that. You were a tease, but he hadn’t fully shown you what he was capable of yet.

Yall, Benatar smut is in the near future. So is Puff Puff smut cuz yfm needs more content. Ofc, feel free to request. I'm kinda worried though since it seems like most yfm fans are minors (ironically). So minors, DNI, you'll be blocked.

Teehee, this is me irl, if you even care💗😊👉🏻👈🏻

We always talk about "whimpering Mark" this and "Sub!Mark" that and it's great and all but like

WHAT ABOUT THIS BITCH?!

I want this mf brat tamed, spanked, slapped, hair pulled, spat on, teased, leaking, sweating, panting, barking, edged, denied, overstimulated, whimpering, screaming, begging, sobbing, whinning, shaking, and fucked until he can't think, walk, or talk. I need this mf tied to the goddamn bed, cock caged, back arched, and slammed into while his dumbass manbun gets tugged so he is forced to watch his reflection in the mirror get dumber by the second. I need him getting Eiffle Towered by a fem reader and a male reader, I need him going down on the reader, I need him to stop saying "Mama" and start saying "Mommy," I need him to get strapped in a chair and cucked by Mark like idc have Mark x Reader where Mark cucks Rex, or Mark cucking Rex with Eve, or fuck it, Mark having the reader and Eve, whatever it takes to humble Rex.

Someone said Rex is a good pup name, ong, PUT A COLLAR ON HIM AND TAKE HIM OUT FOR A WALK! GIVE HIM SNACKS, GIVE HIM LOVE, GIVE HIM AFFECTION, BUT ALSO GIVE HIM STRUCTURE, GIVE HIM ORDER, GIVE HIM PUNISHMENT, GIVE HIM A BONE TO BITE ON, GIVE HIM A LITTLE TUG AT THE LEASH.

And of course, call him a good boy, cuddle him, and give him a bath in the end cuz aftercare is everything👏🥳

My period just started, and it's making me horny and word vomit, yall I'm so sorry.

Anyway, if anyone gets inspired and writes something.... I'm looking forward to it👀

I feel like Huxley would add in "Among Us sus" pics with a big red circle and arrow to be "trendy and hip" even if it died out 2 years back.

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