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UR THE FIRST TO POINT IT OUT. diabolical and wicked and nasty mhm 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

when you and eren broke up you blocked him on everything. instagram, twitter, gmail, spotify, cashapp, everything. you said that break up was gonna be the last one, and you meant it. so how did you end up here? in the backseat of connie’s car, with eren’s cock buried deep in your cunt and his hands cupping your face. “you’re fuckin’ mine forever,” he murmurs, and you can feel how much he means it, his desperation. you should tell him no, that after this you’ll never speak to him again. but you’re too far gone; cock-drunk and stupid, babbling nonsense about needing him to go faster, harder, deeper. he laughs, actually laughs at you. tells you how he just knew you’d come around, you’re made for him after all (at least, your pussy is). and as you reach your climax, gasping and moaning his name, you just know you never should have tried to break up with him in the first place.

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if you've sent me an ask and i haven't responded send it again tumblr ate it

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how it feels when i put my phone down for 0.6 seconds

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oh my gosh im so starved of meian content i leaped for joy when i saw your ex husband meian post 😩😩 thank you for your service

it’s a privilege to serve 🫡

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to the nonnie who sent me the cult leader suguru ask: yes.

working on it bae

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walk with me for a sec: hajime iwaizumi, the yoga instructor. 

your friend gives you a voucher for a month of free yoga classes at the gym they work at, saying you look like you need it. (rude, but true.)

you know the moment you step into the studio you won’t be redeeming the rest of your free classes. it’s crowded, much more crowded than you’d anticipated, and all the other patrons look like sports illustrated models and certified pilates princesses. it's intimidating.

regardless, you lay out your mat somewhere in the back and try to imitate some of the warmup stretches that a few of the others are doing. it feels good, and you don’t even notice that it’s time to start until you feel the energy shift in the room.

it’s like everyone’s received telepathic commands to fix their posture. you watch, confused, as a few people quickly redo their updos. 

and then the yoga instructor walks in and you understand why.

hajime iwaizumi is sun-kissed and broad-shouldered, looking like sex on legs as he says good morning to the class. you watch as he briefly scans the room, and when his eyes pass and your heart nearly stops. 

“i hope everyone’s doing well. good to see some new faces this morning.”

you feel your heart stutter back to life, too fast and too hard.

you listen with one ear as he guides the class through a few poses, learning the hard way why they say you should stretch daily instead of��well, never.

you’re aware of him making his way around the room, commending some and adjusting others, but you’re not expecting to hear his voice directly behind you as you move into downward dog.

you gasp softly when you feel his hands rest gently on your hips, fingers tugging slightly to fix your form. you barely manage to catch him praising you after, a soft “good” falling from his lips before he moves on, surveying everyone else as he says something about how long to hold the pose. 

you can hardly pay attention to the rest of the class, skin burning beneath your leggings in the places his hands touched. as if that wasn’t bad enough, he stands by the door as everyone exits and tells you he hopes to see you in class again soon.

it would be a shame to waste the remaining classes on that voucher, right?

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Suna fic changed me as a person I owe you my life now

feeling: honored

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finished my biggest tasks for the week. time to write <3

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does toji fushiguro know i need him.

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thoughts on waking up next to incubus!sukuna, like you expected him to be gone when you woke up and now you have an 1000 year old incubus taking up half (75%) of your bed - ⭐️

he’s kind of frightening to see in the daytime. big and imposing. hard muscles and rigid lines. but he’s also soooo gentle, scooping you up and bringing you into the bathroom. he sits you on the countertop to wait while he turns on the tub and gets the temperature juuuust right before placing you in with so much care. he bathes you and dries you and puts you right back in bed. he acts as if you’ll break if you bump your head, a stark contrast to the way he treats you in bed. 😋

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Omgg you ate real bad on that fwb suna like chilee when I tell you my jaw was droppedd😮‍💨 I'ma needa part tew bae🙏🏾🙏🏾

thank u baeski i’m working on a pt. 2 i swearrrrr. coming soon 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

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Do you write girl on girl smut? If so, would you ever write for Yuki or shoko?

mmm yes yes, i’ll put it on the to-write list 🤭

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i read ur fuckbuddy suna fic and it was so good my pants flew off and i started levitating like wtf

anywho ya it was rly good have a good day/night/whatever <3

this made me giggle. THANK UUU i'm so happy you liked itttt, have a good dayyyy ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜

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i have to come up with a masterlist

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thinking about makki as a fratboy. he’s as sleazy as they come. can’t find it in himself to commit to a damn thing, except for making you come. it’s the only reason you always find yourself back at his disgusting fraternity house, naked and sweaty in his bed. 

“please, hiro. no more, i can’t.” you try to move, a part of you even tempted to kick at the man in front of you—anything to get away from the vibrator he’s got pressed against your clit. 

“shhh, yes you can,” he says, an amused expression settling over his face. “just one more, mkay?”

you can only manage a nod, breathing deeply as you try to fight the next set of tears that are beginning to form. you bite your lip in a futile effort to hold back a scream, failing when he plunges two fingers into you, vibrator still buzzing against your poor clit. 

makki just shakes his head, raising an eyebrow as he tells you to shush. “you want the whole house to hear you? do that again and the next one won’t be the last.”

your eyes widen and you clamp your mouth shut. he laughs, pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy at increasing speed. your body goes slack and you can almost taste the relief that rolls over you when you climax, a single squeak escaping your throat. 

you’re too exhausted to be annoyed when makki flops down onto the bed next to you, sighing heavily as if he’s the one that was just given 6 orgasms back-to-back. 

he pats your thigh playfully, glancing over to give you a self-satisfied grin. “when you can walk again, we can go get food.”

this time you find the energy to roll your eyes.

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god please bring my family back together