Stop Making Fanfics About Characters Raping And Sexually Assaulting Y/n, You Are Fucking Disgusting People

stop making fanfics about characters raping and sexually assaulting y/n, you are fucking disgusting people who romanticize a serious crime that happens every day to children and women

"but that's just reading dark romance" that's not a dark romance, that's just the stuff of a horrible fetish, IF YOU HAVE A RAPE FETISH, GO SEEK FOR FUCKING PSYCHIATRIST HELP!!!!!!!!!!

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A Sinful Symphony

[Dom!Kafka x Sub!Fem!reader]

[Nsfw warning!] Soft violin music sways you with ease as it plays in the background. Kafka is dancing with you, twirling you around and pulling you close and slowly dancing to the soft melody of the orchestra. Moments like this are treasured as sometimes she has no time to be around since she has to follow Elio’s orders in order to find what she pursuits, fear. One day, she was finally off duty and came back to your home seemingly tired as she wrapped her arms around you, flopping herself down on the couch with you. You didn't complain but it saddened you to see Kafka this tired. “How was work, kafu?” you mutter softly. Kafka looked at you with a soft, and loving gaze, as if she was no longer tired. “mm.. It was so boring.. and lonely because i don't get to be with you..” she sighs, placing her face deep against your chest, you chuckle, running your fingers through her velvety locks. “It's a shame, I know. How about we make up for that lost time?”  you smirk, earning a playful glint from Kafka. “fufu.. Who knew you would become so dirty, Y/n.. well.. Not that i'm complaining anyway..”  you both kissed, letting your tongues intertwine with each other, kafka dominating you fairly easily. You let her touch envelop your body, her bite marks covering your upper body perfectly, clothes non existent to the both of you as you both took them off. To her, you were a sight to behold, better than the stars that flood every single planet she has been in. no matter if she has seen your godly figure multiple of times, it makes her want to ravish you in a snap of a finger. Her mouth stumbles upon your hardened nipple, as she suckles it with her mouth and twisted at the other, making you shiver and moan in pleasure. She mumbles praises and soft hums under her breath, not leaving a single part of your body untouched as if she's worshiping your body inch by inch… “oh baby.. You're just so beautiful for mommy.. Mmn.. you make it too hard for me to ever say no..”  she detached her mouth from your breast, licking the hardened bud of flesh teasingly and looking at you, as if she's staring at the most prized and expensive artifact. It only made your heart yearn for more. Kisses make its way home down to your chest, and stomach, leaving smears of her favorite lipstick being shown on your body like a canvas, reapplying the lipstick and kissing your body even more until there's no gaps visible on you. Bites and kisses marking your inner thighs with ease until she finally reached your aching core. She ate you out without any warning, causing you to let out a breathy and shaky moan. Your hand instinctively went to her head, gripping at her hair as you pushed her deeper, a moan leaving out of her causing a small vibration that made you jolt in more pleasure..  Her mouth sucking at your clit and penetrating your needy hole with her two fingers leaving you a moaning mess. you are squeezing her head with your thighs tenderly. As much as she wants her head to be squeezed by you, she wants to focus on you first and opens your legs wide, earning more access in giving you as much pleasure as you could possibly want. You tried to hold on to the best of your ability, wanting to be a good girl for kafka so badly, but your release just seemed to be achingly close… "M-mommy… c-cumming.. Please.. i -i need.. T-to.. aah..” you whimpered as you dug your nails deep into Kafka’s scalp, earning a moan from her again. tug as much as you want, she will only go faster.. “Mnh.. let it all go baby.. You've been such a good girl..” you pant and tremble, letting out one final moan escape from your mouth, your juices being happily swallowed by your girlfriend. She lets out a soft and sultry hum at the taste of your sweet release, licking her lips and licking the rest of your juices from her fingers. “Mn.. you taste so wonderful as always.. care to be mommy's little fuck toy until the only thing you can call me is yours?” She laughs softly and props herself again in between your thighs. She is not stopping anytime soon until she is done worshiping you thoroughly…

happy tdov my loves. don't let anyone else define your transness for you.

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selfie time ;) couldn't help but draw my fav doctor <3333 its a little wacky but I love it.

i love her phone case sm

Getting Misty

[Fem!reader x Natasha]

[No warnings! just fluff :)]

“Look at me, i'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree!..” And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud, I can't understand.. I get misty just holding your hand. You say, laughing nervously. Natasha observed your state further, chuckling at your silly light hearted remark. “You are not helpless, sweetie. This is why I'm here.” she smiled, caressing your cheek as she patched up the last of your wounds while you're lying comfortably in a hospital bed, gentle blankets covering up your exhausted body from dealing with fragmentum creatures all day.

You hold her hand in yours placing a soft kiss on top of her knuckles, feeling your face get rosy. “Thank you, Nat.” you looked into her ruby red eyes, they look as soft as a cloud, and warm as the rising sun. or in this case, the warm, dim lights of Rivet Town. she looks at you with the same loving look you have on your face. “Anything for you, dear.”

Walk my way, And a thousand violins begin to play Or it might be the sound of your hello. That music I hear I get misty the moment you’re near. You lay on your side, seeing all the monitors and the IV fluid connected to you. Natasha is just on the other side of the room, walking back and forth and helping out sick patients. You admire her figure from afar. Her soft voice, her gentle touch, her caring nature, her attractiveness, her sweet personality, her- “–ove..? Hello..? Jarilo IV to [Y/n}..” her soft voice rings in your ear like a soft ring of a wind chime. She chuckles softly, waving a hand in front of your eyes to snap out of your trance. You come back to see that Natasha is right in front of you, smiling. The heavens must be playing such a heavenly tune by how ethereal she looks right now.  “You made me worried, dear. You just weren't responding.” she strokes your hair and tucks a strand behind your ear. Sighing in relief that you were just talking with your eyes and not your mouth.

“Ah.. my apologies. I couldn't help but admire such a pretty doctor.” you blush and close your eyes, letting her touch your scalp for a moment longer, humming at how warm her hand feels. “haha.. Thank you, my love.” She whispers, leaving a soft and lingering kiss on your forehead. Leaving your side as she returns to tend other patients. 

You can't see that you're leading me on. And it's just what I want you to do. Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost That's why I'm following you On my own. You feel bad that Natasha is doing all the work now that the clinic has gotten busy since it hit noon. You get up, slowly detaching the tubes from your arm, getting up somewhat wobbly but enough so you can walk. You help put away displayed medicine and materials to their homes, restock clean syringes and gause, alcohol pads and much more. It's not long before Natasha sees you up as she comes towards you “[Y/n]... you're supposed to be resting my love.. Please lie down.” she says sadly, confused as to why you're up while you visibly look like half a dead mummy. “Nonsense! I feel fine. I just want to help you out.. That's all. You do so much and receive so little. So I'm doing my part and giving you what you deserve.” a smile draws itself on your face, stocking some cotton balls and popsicle sticks. Natasha let out a soft sigh and smiled, placing her hand on top of yours and placing her head on your shoulder. “That is very sweet, dearie.. But what would help me so much right now is that you get some well deserved rest.. Your bones need it.”  her gaze lands on you.. You wrap an arm around her waist.. “But..” you protest, “no buts, honey. doctor's orders.” she kissed your cheek, and helped you get back to your bed unfortunately.

When I wander through this wonderland alone Never knowing my right foot from my left My hat from my glove I'm too misty and too much in love

It wasn't long before you were discharged from the clinic. But you stayed anyway. The clinic was peaceful when it was late at night. Nothing but small beeps from nearby monitors. You were laying on a bed with Natasha, just basking in each other's warmth and presence. “You did a good job today.. Nat.” you muttered, placing your head on her plush chest. She let out a hearty laugh and stroked your soft hair.

“Thank you love.. But you did the most today.”  her words were uttered  softly. “No… all I did was sign in patients and restock supplies.. And did some cleaning.. But you did the real hero work..”

Natasha blushes wholeheartedly, shaking her head “how about we both did a good job today… mm? Even if you did such small things.. They helped a lot..” you grin, never seeming to win when you have conversations like these..

“I guess that's true. So.. does this also help too?” you lean close to her face, and seal her lips with a kiss which she didn't expect. She returns the passionate kiss, both of your hearts beating in unison at how much love and tenderness is being expressed.

You pull back and place your forehead against hers, both of you grinning. “Yes.. it helps soo much..” she laughs softly and peppers your face with kisses that never seem to end.

Too misty.. And too much in love~ “I love you, Nat.” you mumble dreamily, finding comfort in her kisses “I love you too sweetie.” she whispers, placing a blanket over both of you and pulling you close in a gentle embrace.