hold the front door. that one girl?

Do you know le? LiloLilyAnn on a03? She's not on Blue sky but she's on FB and she homeschools! Her kiddos are elementary age.

No I would argue that aspect of it only gets worse so that's fair

I think the saddest part of this, is the feeling behind this comment is probably inspiration, but they have a complete inability to do anything about it other than complain

Stupid question, have you watched Arcane?

I'm back bb

Ugh Zelda honestly rude bookmarkers are my least favorite genre of mean comments. Ignore them. You're wonderful 😊

Gah you reminded me that I forgot to tag degradation kink

"It's about ownership." /Fin

"This isn't about jealousy," he said, plunging his fingers into her.
She cried out, a choked sound that sent tremors down to his cock. He watched her come undone at his hand, over and over again, his fingers beckoning her over the edge of oblivion, and he was just getting started.

...and she cut off with a surprised yelp. He took two of his fingers and slipped them between her lips. She was exceptionally soaked, ready for his tongue, his cock, whatever he wanted from her.

His voice was a low growl at the base of her throat." Hermione Granger, a /whore/ for approval."
She sputtered. "I would ne—"
He clapped a hand over her cunt...

He stepped close now, close enough to feel her shaky breaths, close enough to smell the sweetness of her arousal. She wanted him to touch her, was waiting for it, but he wasn't quite done toying with her yet.
"You'd let the whole world fuck you if I let them, wouldn't you, Granger?"

"No," he continued as he slowly paced back and forth, enjoying the view of her heaving breasts, soft, peaked, and her glistening cunt, decorated with a vibrating cuff of magic on her clit. "This is about the world thinking they can have what's mine. Your time. Your mind. Your body."

He chuckled as he stepped back. "No, it's much larger than that I'm afraid."
He admired his work. Granger was spread upon the wall, arms above her head and legs spread wide. She was cuffed with magical shackles, glittering and golden, on her wrists and ankles. She was also completely naked.

It was a binding spell primarily, with a stream of /incendio/ running down the middle and a few other surprises, just for the sake of it.
"Ronald is just a friend," she insisted, breath hitching.
He looked at her then. "Oh, this isn't about Weasley."
She blinked. "It's not?"

ANN STOP MY HEART THE BEAUTY I DIE