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I will be updating this with kinktober 2021 posts so if that's what you're looking for, keep checking here!
And casual reminder that all of the Readers and OCs I write, unless otherwise specifically stated, are unambiguously black women.
i bet daniel craig and rachel weisz are engaged in forms of full time kink we can't even comprehend. like if he leaves even one speck of crust on her tea sandwiches she puts him in a christening gown and hunts him on their estate
People love consuming the arts, but many hate the training required to create the arts. Not every art degree is created equal, but the connections you make and the experience you gain can be invaluable.
I'm not saying every artist needs a college degree for every aspect of creating art, but art is not always created solely by performers.
Perhaps there is an actor who was self taught and got a lucky break, but the cinematographer capturing that actor needed years of training. They are literally camera scientists AND visual artists.
Maybe that punk band you love only knows four chords and just screams into a microphone, but the sound engineer recording their music probably has a college degree.
Here is a video of the sound engineer for a Hamilton production.
He uses an amazing blend of technical and artistic skills to make sure the show sounds perfect during every performance.
Check out his college degree...
A Keishin Ukai x Reader Series
✨When your ex boyfriend asks you, a retired Olympian, to help him coach at your old high school, how can you possibly say no?✨
“I’m good here,” he almost shoves his head out the window before he exhales the smoke. He didn’t turn around fast enough; the sight of your ass in that barely-there underwear is seared on the inside of his eyelids. He can feel himself crossing the boundary, but fuck it, he’s not one to lie to you. “And stop talking like that. You were always too skinny. You look…much better like this. Healthier.”
“Thanks…I guess,” you reply, after a second.
Content Deets! (will be updated as chapters are added): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", Kei calls you a bitch but he doesn't mean it maliciously), kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA, overstimulation, mild degradation, praise, being mean to your ex (lol), somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming
Content warnings for individual chapters will also be on their independent posts.
Chapter Three "Crawlin' back to you" - Tumblr | AO3 (SMUT - please check the tags before proceeding)
Epilogue Delayed - Monday, 6/12
Keishin Ukai x Reader
✨You and Keishin decide to be assholes to someone who deserves it✨
He’s fucking furious right now, actually. He’s so furious he’s clear-headed. Calm. No one should’ve had the power to do this to you. No one deserved the ability to wound you like this. He’ll do everything he can to make sure it’ll never happen again. That no one else will ever make you cry like this.
And he’ll make sure that this fucker will never get to know that he did this to you.
“Hey,” he murmurs; he cups your face and tips your chin up to meet his gaze. And when your eyes meet again, he knows exactly what needs to be done.
Chapter Content Deets!(For all fic content tags, please check the full work post here): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", eventual smut, for now kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA, somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming, overstimulation, mild degradation, praise, being mean to your ex (lol)
6,461 words
Keishin Ukai x Reader
✨You know the fucking vibes✨
“You’re such a fucking brat,” he snarls. “Think you can fucking cry and get whatever you want, s’that it?”
“Yes,” you whimper; a mischievous little grin crosses your lips, one you know he can’t see, as you say, “‘cause you gimme whatever I want, Kei.”
“Not fucking today,” he says. “I’ll fuck you when I feel like it.”
Chapter Content Deets! (For all fic content tags, please check the full work post here): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", eventual smut, for now kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA, somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming, overstimulation
7,876 words
I meant to post all those to my fic tumblr
Oh well. I’ll fix it tomorrow 💀💀💀
throat trainer — miguel o’hara.
★. blowjob, he talks you through sucking him off, he cums down your throat, you swallow his cum, fem reader, lots of praise n terms of endearment, 696 words
you're on your knees in front of him, pretty brown eyes staring up at him. he's sat on the couch, legs spread and cock hard and ready for you to wrap your pretty lips around. "you said you wanna learn how to suck my cock, baby?" n you nod, wrapping your hands around the base of him. "mhm." he hums with a smirk, shifting his hips to get more comfortable. "tongue out." he nods, and when you immediately follow his command he praises you, "good girl. put the tip in your mouth." so you do, wrap your eager lips around his leaking tip, humming when he groans in pleasure.
Sexual themes
“𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍”
╰ ft. rekka hoshimiya
warnings: stalker!rekka, fem!reader, desecrating a church, admonishing the reader for saying God’s name, creampie & unprotected sex, bruising/hickies, calls reader a ‘slut’
please understand that i am not endorsing sexual acts being performed on religious/sacred grounds nor promoting any type of religion or religious beliefs!
☆ PLEASE READ MY RULES/BYF BEFORE INTERACTING ! MINORS DNI ! ☆
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
Loud thunder claps over the towering nave of the cathedral and lightning flashes through the stained glass, illuminating the sinful act happening between the pews. You, skin-to-skin with the man that has plagued your mind for months since he stood outside your bedroom door. If anyone saw you desecrating the precious cathedral of Company 1, you would be removed from the team and stripped from your title as a sister… just like you were stripped of your tunic only moments ago.
It was wrong, so very wrong but you could only focus on the pleasure consuming you — him consuming you. And you let him because as much as you intrigued him, you were also enthralled by his unpredictable nature.
Rekka Hoshimiya was an enigma that you wanted to learn about, and tonight you learned how it felt to have his hands caress every inch of you, how it felt to have his lips on yours, and how it felt to have him so deep inside of you that he could feel your heartbeat with his dick. Every single aspect of the lieutenant was etched into your memory.
A tear ran down my leg 🥹
THE GOD TAMER
╰ ft. morax (zhongli) !
✧ — warnings: fem!reader, fingering → unprotected sex, vague mention of blood, Morax in semi-dragon form (sorry not sorry), reader is a virgin offered to Morax since it’s custom for him to receive a maiden every four thousand years, but this time something’s different…0.8k words
for my bestie @sweet-angel-kookie. i love you bitch <3
☆ PLEASE READ MY RULES/BYF BEFORE INTERACTING ! MINORS DNI ! ☆
Golden fingers tangle themselves at the root of your hair, roughly angling your head so that more of your tender skin can be reached and savored by the hungry god. Hungry was an understatement, for Morax had not enjoyed a young maiden for 4,000 years and none of them has ever tasted like you.
The scent of sweet sunsettias with a hint of glaze lilies drove him mad and he was finding it hard to control himself — it would be quite unfortunate if he broke his new plaything before he got to truly have fun. Watching his fingers disappear into your pussy and curl against your sweet spot to elicit a chorus of moans wasn’t enough. No, he wished to see how much of him you could take before he emptied load after load of his precious seed into you.
Ion know whomst tf this is but I wont him 🥹
Keishin Ukai x Reader
✨You know the fucking vibes✨
“You’re such a fucking brat,” he snarls. “Think you can fucking cry and get whatever you want, s’that it?”
“Yes,” you whimper; a mischievous little grin crosses your lips, one you know he can’t see, as you say, “‘cause you gimme whatever I want, Kei.”
“Not fucking today,” he says. “I’ll fuck you when I feel like it.”
Chapter Content Deets! (For all fic content tags, please check the full work post here): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", eventual smut, for now kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA, somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming, overstimulation
7,876 words
A Keishin Ukai x Reader Series
✨When your ex boyfriend asks you, a retired Olympian, to help him coach at your old high school, how can you possibly say no?✨
“I’m good here,” he almost shoves his head out the window before he exhales the smoke. He didn’t turn around fast enough; the sight of your ass in that barely-there underwear is seared on the inside of his eyelids. He can feel himself crossing the boundary, but fuck it, he’s not one to lie to you. “And stop talking like that. You were always too skinny. You look…much better like this. Healthier.”
“Thanks…I guess,” you reply, after a second.
Content Deets! (will be updated as chapters are added): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", Kei calls you a bitch but he doesn't mean it maliciously), kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA FUTURE SMUT TAGS: somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming
Content warnings for individual chapters will also be on their independent posts.
Chapter Three "Crawlin' back to you" - Tumblr | AO3 (SMUT - please check the tags before proceeding)
Chapter Four Delayed - Friday, 6/9
Epilogue Delayed - Sunday, 6/11
Knowing that trans women of color started the movement in the united states and were literally immediately erased and excluded from what they started is the most deeply jading knowledge.
It is the original sin of the so-called queer community and it damns it from the cradle.
no white gay boy will ever reblog this, watch:
no white gay will reblog this
no white lgb person will reblog this
Without Stonewall, without the efforts of Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, the LGBTQ Community wouldn’t be where it is today. Don’t forget the roots, don’t forget the catalyst.
and then TERFs wanna be like, “hmm well the LGBT community existed before Stonewall!”
but like…Becky, of course LGBTQ+ people existed before Stonewall. We’ve all existed since the beginning of time. But the movement got a shock to its senses, a jump-start, a rocket-into-space when that glass shattered via Marsha P. Johnson, and when Sylvia Rivera was up on-stage protesting guess who was on the sidelines heckling her?
The same fuckers who won’t ever reblog or acknowledge this
My apologies to the original poster as I photo captured this post to add to the thread-I reposted this last year for pride and expect to repost it every year I have left-it’s our history people.
You wanna know the kicker? TERFs are misgendering Marsha in death.
hobie brown 🎸
[id: It's a mock poster of Hobie Brown, drawn as he is depicted in the spider verse with brown skin, wicks, and numerous piercings. The first drawing is fully rendered and in usual colors—he is looking off to the side and holding his guitar. There are also two outlined, flat drawings of him behind that, also playing the guitar and done in different colors. All three drawings are up against posters from Public Enemy, X-ray Spex, and Crime, with his alias, "Spider-Punk" slapped in the top corner. /end id]
got a playlist for him too
anyone who acts like there's some kind of implicit understanding or sisterhood between all women is straight up lying
i made this post specifically about a friend of mine, so let me say this: if you want to be a girl, but feel like you can't because you would never be comfortable in The Club of Womanhood, don't worry! feeling like an alienated little weirdo who will never Get what other girls seem to pick up naturally is in fact an extremely Girl experience
A Keishin Ukai x Reader Series
✨When your ex boyfriend asks you, a retired Olympian, to help him coach at your old high school, how can you possibly say no?✨
“I’m good here,” he almost shoves his head out the window before he exhales the smoke. He didn’t turn around fast enough; the sight of your ass in that barely-there underwear is seared on the inside of his eyelids. He can feel himself crossing the boundary, but fuck it, he’s not one to lie to you. “And stop talking like that. You were always too skinny. You look…much better like this. Healthier.”
“Thanks…I guess,” you reply, after a second.
Content Deets! (will be updated as chapters are added): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", Kei calls you a bitch but he doesn't mean it maliciously), kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA FUTURE SMUT TAGS: somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming
Content warnings for individual chapters will also be on their independent posts.
Chapter Three "Crawlin' back to you" - Tumblr | AO3 (SMUT - please check the tags before proceeding)
Chapter Four Thursday, 6/8
Epilogue Friday 6/9
Keishin Ukai x Reader
✨You know the fucking vibes✨
“You’re such a fucking brat,” he snarls. “Think you can fucking cry and get whatever you want, s’that it?”
“Yes,” you whimper; a mischievous little grin crosses your lips, one you know he can’t see, as you say, “‘cause you gimme whatever I want, Kei.”
“Not fucking today,” he says. “I’ll fuck you when I feel like it.”
Chapter Content Deets! (For all fic content tags, please check the full work post here): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", eventual smut, for now kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA, somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming, overstimulation
7,876 words
A Keishin Ukai x Reader Series
✨When your ex boyfriend asks you, a retired Olympian, to help him coach at your old high school, how can you possibly say no?✨
“I’m good here,” he almost shoves his head out the window before he exhales the smoke. He didn’t turn around fast enough; the sight of your ass in that barely-there underwear is seared on the inside of his eyelids. He can feel himself crossing the boundary, but fuck it, he’s not one to lie to you. “And stop talking like that. You were always too skinny. You look…much better like this. Healthier.”
“Thanks…I guess,” you reply, after a second.
Content Deets! (will be updated as chapters are added): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", Kei calls you a bitch but he doesn't mean it maliciously), kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA FUTURE SMUT TAGS: somnophilia (negotiated and consent off-screen), oral (fem and male receiving), fingering, dirty talk, light brat taming
Content warnings for individual chapters will also be on their independent posts.
Chapter Three Wednesday, 6/7
Chapter Four Thursday, 6/8
Epilogue Friday 6/9
Keishin Ukai x Reader
✨You play, Kei pines, and you try to sort your shit out.✨
“Sorry,” he says. He moves to let you go but you hold on, tilting your head up to get closer to him. “I…I just—” “Don’t apologize,” you whisper; Kei’s breath catches as his eyes meet yours. “I want to.”
Chapter Content Deets! (For all fic content tags, please check the full work post here): afab!reader, black woman reader, she/her pronouns, reader is described a little, former Olympian!reader, childhood best friends, high school sweethearts turned exes, no y/n usage, nickname ("Berry" [spoiler: it will be explained later]), name calling (you call each other "asshole", eventual smut, for now kissing, ANGST, but with FLUFF PAYOFF!, light hair pulling, heavy PDA
6,265 words
