This Is Money Snake. She Only Appears Every 312 Years. 

You’d think as a writer I’d be good at spelling. You’d think.

WHAT DABI SAYS WHILE FUCKING YOU

What Dabi Says While Fucking You

Warnings: prepare yourself lol, Dabi being an asshole per usual, choking kink?, degrading like a lot, smut, implied quirk uses, misuse?, pet names, praise kink, daddy usage and cursing.

“Your just a toy for me you understand?”

“It’s hurts? Good cause it’s only gonna hurt even more doll.”

“I’m going to fuck you hard- you understand bitch!”

“Nngh- fuck yeah! Such a good slut for daddy mm?”

“Keep your face on the table doll face.”

“I’m going to engrave my cock inside your body.”

“ You like it when I choke you yeah?”

“Moan louder! I wanna hear you scream my name princess.”

“Tell me you..you love being fucked like this right? I wanna hear you fucking say it!”

“I’m gonna grab you by your hair and-!”

“Why’re you crying you stupid bitch, fucking straddle me right!”

“Such a cry baby what am I your daddy?”

“Since you love my cum so much how about you swallow it huh?”

“Keep sucking your not done yet.”

“Your knees hurt? To bad your gonna be down there for a while get to work.”

“Fuck-! I love it when you scream my name my little slut.”

“Stop getting tense it’s annoying it’s only gonna hurt more.”

“I’m going to choke you so hard-!”

“What you like that? Being called a princess while riding me.”

“Only good girls get to be fucked by me!”

“And since your such a slut get on your knees for me.”

“Oh I’m sorry princess, did I hurt you? To bad fucking take it bitch cause where going all out.”

Authors Note: please why was this kind of hard I had to get into the mindset of Dabi and like imagine what he would say while fucking you I feel like I did a good job. Dabi is definitely not for the weak hope y’all enjoyed <3.

keigo takami look alike contest IN MY BED

anyways i colored this merry christmas my gang

this will be used to motivate me to finish one of these by purposely putting myself on the spot. you guys get to choose which one ur most interested in and then’ll it’ll force me to focus on it the most which kills procrastination and the 500 tabs in my head that pop up whenever I’m writing. bc ik u guys are depending on me to get that shit done.

guys I got too many ideas in my head it’s actually insane.

me rn 👇🏽

I got rockstar!touya

I got mafia!keigo

I got golden age Hollywood actor!keigo

I got vampire!keigo

I got Oni!katsuki

like my brain keeps popping them out like rabbits like that’s tooooo fast mamas EXTREMELY FAST. and when I do focus on one it’s like im in the zone before I realize how hot rockstar touya would be and then when I go to him I think abt actor Keigo like 😭😭😭 HAHSNSNSOAOAOSK

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

i love being a little freak on tumblr nobody can stop me

LMAOOO I CAN'T WITH THIS IM SORRY Y'ALL

Drabble

“I know honey.” His voice is muffled the sounds coming out incoherent the way his face is shoved in your pussy. His hands gripping your thighs surely to leave marks but he just loves you so much he can’t help it. Your hands dig in his hair scrunching and grabbing every second it just turns him on even more. He’s kissing, sucking, licking, and twirling every little bit down there his mouth marking your pussy saliva mixed with your slick dripping down his chin when looks at you. His eyes golden shine hungrily his skin is flushed a pretty pink with a thin layer of sweat covering his face. Your sundress that he bought for you is brought up at your waist underwear discarded one of your straps hangs off your shoulders chest covered in hickeys and sweet kisses marks of his love. He couldn’t help himself he barely managed to control himself at that family gathering of yours quickly bringing you to the bathroom for a quickie. “You’re so pretty mama.” His voice is heavy dripped in desire and lust the scene is so pleasing you feel your stomach flutter. He continues eating you out while making eye contact his eyes boring into yours pleasantly listening to your whimpers and moans and whimpers “yea, I know baby keep singing f’me.”