#Crie in no time ;-;

[sofiaruelle]

🌸The SDV gurlies in their Flower Dance outfits🌸

I wanted to keep it coquette/cotteage-core but i played around too much 😅😅. I still tried to keep it all cohesive to the theme of the event but with some my headcanons on their outfit choices lmao (like Abigail’s fit is mostly borrowed from someone or Haley fersure made Emily make her something new from scratch, etc.)

theres some other outfits under readmore that didnt make it to the final.

[suguwu-gato]

Imagining Nanami making delicious dinners for Geto so he can finally get the taste of curses out of his mouth 🥺

[princesskkfish]

“You.. can’t just.. DO THAT”

@intotheelliwoods bro literally as soon as I saw the in your comic I was like “OOOO THATS GOOD” and also aaaaa my heart so this is here now :]

it’s a bit sketchy and I kinda forgot big Leo’s scarf Oop-

silly one I drew too cuz yes

[icouldhavebeenfree]

realizing that the situation i am in is not solely the result of a moral failing or deficiency of character on my part but is instead largely just the way things happened to have played out, and that i don't need to punish myself about it... but it is very difficult to view things pragmatically when you haven't spoken with anyone who shares the experience. it makes me feel like i am uniquely awful because like, why else would it be only me? but 1. it's not only me, i just haven't happened to meet the people who i do share the experience with... just because i can't see it doesn't mean it's not real etc... and 2. there really is no explanation because the universe doesn't have motives or a moral compass. i keep waiting for a moment to be told why this has happened and only then will i receive the key to how i can finally move on... but that's not going to happen so i just have to move on. but again it's difficult because i have no guidance from anyone who actually knows what to do in this situation. very alone in my aloneness...

[dagss]

ma mère : bof la série que tu me montres là

also ma mère : décale son départ en vacances pour pouvoir regarder le season finale

[thickest-slimiest-malware]

i think i like toy story 2 better than toy story 1 bc of the cow girl. i like them both but the plot of toy story 1 is not something i ever actively think of. i havent seen 3 and 4

[heartbreak-human]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji Characters: Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuuji Additional Tags: Second years, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, question mark, idrk if it's comforting lol, Arguing, Confessions, First Love Summary:

He’s peering into Megumi’s eyes with a sorrowful yearning. “Please don’t go before me.”

Fucking hell.

[chisungie]

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[sofiaruelle]

I love your stardrew drawings, I was wondering if you've done the rest of the villagers? Or might one day? I think it would be fun to see how you draw them

I do plan on doing the rest of the villagers! But I’m taking my time. There’s a LOT of them…. I mean I’ve decided on a format of 3 scenarios/actions per character and sometimes i dont have enough brain cells to make up proper headcanons.

It takes time and i do want to pace myself so i dont get burnt out and overwhelmed. But eventually I will!!I even have a little list of the villagers on my lil schedule board of who to draw next 😂😂

But if you/anyone has like a specific character they’d like me to draw, ✨✨my commissions are open! ✨✨*wink wonk*

My lil list that I’ve barely made a dent on lmao:

[ilovetoxicfictionalmen]

WHIPPED

Pairing - Tommy Shelby x fem!reader

Summary - You strain from your husband who will not give you attention. He doesn't like that.

Warnings - NONCON, domestic violence, dub con, manipulative, belt whipping, spanking, tommy is mean, degrading words, breeding kink.

Word count - 3k+

Notes - You voted, you received.

Something in Tommy’s intellect changed overnight. Every once in a while, his mind would travel back in time to the war. But now, when he awoke from his nightmares, he still felt like he was crawling through the tunnels. The hairs on the back of his neck stuck up more frequently, his hand rested on his gun a lot. Feeling too skeptical that he’d need to fire it at any second. 

It had impacted your newly wedded marriage, but you didn’t dare to say anything to him. You showed you cared by holding him a little tighter at night. Whilst he laid on the bed like a stone figure, staring up into the ceiling as he refused to fall asleep. 

The sex had turned emotionless like flowers dying without water. The intimacy was dead. It made you down in the mouth and filled your heart with despair. You only wanted to kiss him, talk to him, be held by him. But he had forgotten who you were. 

Over the weeks, your sadness turned into anger. You refused to be upset by his neglect any longer. So, you found other ways to find pleasure in your life and quickly realized that the only way to get your husband’s attention was jealousy. It frustrated Tommy when you started to ignore his presence, venture out without informing him and associating with his family more than him. Tommy would lecture you, wagging his finger at you. You’d only simply nod your head, awaiting for it to be over. Then it would repeat all over again. But Tommy’s mind was too caught up in his business to find the time to truly teach you a lesson. 

Until now, the surprisingly last straw was Arthur whispering something into your ear, resulting in you playfully slapping his shoulder and giggling like a teenager. Tommy’s head snapped to you two, everyone in the reading room still watching Tommy as he awaited for you to acknowledge him. 

After a pause, you finally looked up to Tommy and the stare off commenced. Your eyebrows were furrowed as Tommy’s eyes twitched, he knew you had never been unfaithful. But his mind was now racing with thoughts of the possibility occurring if he didn’t put a stop to his behavior.  

“Well, we will have a break. It seems that my wife has forgotten her manners and I must reteach them…” Tommy declared confidently as he lit another cigarette between his cold lips. 

All heads snapped towards you and Arthur’s face turned beet red. 

“Thomas” you sighed as you pressed your hand to your forehead, cheeks turning a shade darker from embarrassment. 

Any other time, Tommy adored it when you called him by his full name. But this time, he felt as if you were challenging him, trying to humiliate him in front of his family. Tommy took three large strides towards the door and motioned for you to exit in an exaggerated manner. When you merely continued to stare back at him dully he snapped. 

“Get the fuck up!” Tommy raised his voice, causing everyone in the room to flinch. 

Tommy’s eyes were strained, a vein popped out of his forehead as his hands formed to fists. 

“Tommy” Arthur protested, leaning forward in his seat. 

Arthur was always so loyal to Tommy, but grew to be highly protective of you. He was prepared to cop the fire instead, take a beating if he had to. It was his doings anyways, not yours. 

“It’s alright Arthur” you soothed his guilty look, looking confident even though your heart was pounding in shock at your husband’s outburst. 

Tommy saw red when you reassuringly pressed your hand to his chest. Without waiting any longer he marched towards you. You jumped up from your seat before he could yank you up. But he still latched onto your bicep and pulled you out of the room with no care as you winced from his hold. 

“Tommy… You’re hurting me!” You cried as he pulled you up the stairs. 

There was no answer from him. Only the sounds of grunts through his hard expression as he led you to the bedroom. Shoving you into the room, Tommy slammed the door shut and stomped around in circles, his hand tugging at his roots as he heard the shouts and cries of his fallen fellow soldiers. Your arms crossed over your chest, a frustrated expression set on your face by glue. 

“Thomas you’re being dramatic” you pointed out, shaking your head at his behavior. The embarrassment had drenched you completely, he was too furious to notice how awful he had made the situation. 

Tommy’s head shot towards you and he glared at you. 

“Pardon? You parading yourself around my brother in front of my entire family is nothing more than me being dramatic!” Tommy roared as he marched towards you. “Why don’t you fucking respect me!” Tommy yelled, his pale skin now red as he grabbed onto your shoulders in a warning touch. 

His anger spattered onto you as you felt your chest tighten, you scoffed at his words, not intimidated by his hold on you. “Oh calm down Thomas!” You hissed at your husband. 

You fell to the fall before the pain even shot from your cheek. Before the redness even grew on your timid skin. You choked out in shock as you raised your hand to the burning sensation on your cheek. The back of Tommy's hand was still positioned in the air from where he hit you. Tommy had never hit you before, he had vowed to never do it. 

“Don’t tell me to fucking calm down” Tommy growled.

Swiftly, he bent down to yank you back up to your feet. When you struggled against his hold and tried to smack him away he hit you again with the front of his hand this time. Then he hit the other cheek just as hard. You screamed out in fear but his hand was swift to smack over your mouth. 

“Who do you fucking think you are? Huh! You wear my name! You’re in my house!” Tommy lectured, shaking you around like a ragdoll before he shoved you back to the ground. 

Tommy went back to walking around in circles, his hand roughly massaged his chin as he wondered what to do with you. His disobedient wife. You laid on the floor, frozen in fear as you stared at his polished shoes twirling around the room. With your hands pressed against your stinging cheeks, tears shedded from your aching eyes. Your sobs were silent and rough. 

A heavy sigh left his lips as he looked down to you. Slowly, he undid his belt and slipped it out of the loops of his pants and folded it in half. Tommy fell back onto the brown leather armchair in the corner of the room and lightly slapped his belt against his knee. 

“Come here, lay over my knee my darling…” Tommy spoke in a soothing voice, but had a wicked grin on his lips. 

You looked up at him with fearful eyes, then your stare was stuck on his belt slapping against his pants. Knowing his intentions, you whimpered out pathetically and shook your head against the floor. 

“N-no” you objected weakly. 

“It wasn’t an offer” Tommy grunted, he leaned towards you, the grip on the leather tightened. “Do it before I show you how strong my foot is” Tommy warned, tapping his foot impatiently.

It took you a moment to get up, you were too busy having a little silent breakdown as you whined at his response. The smirk on his lips grew larger as he watched you gradually crawl towards him, wincing to yourself as you climbed up onto his lap and laid stiff on top of him. 

Tommy sighed as he pulled up your dress, his hand rubbed your ass briefly before he yanked down your panties to your knees. The leather brushed over your backside and you gripped onto his leg in fear as you sobbed quietly. 

“You seemed to have mistaken my kindness for weakness, my darling. I have no problem with showing you my ruthlessness, the many tales you heard of me before we had even met” Tommy explained as he dragged the belt all over your skin. 

“You’re scaring me Tommy” you sniffled out. 

The inside of your throat felt swollen and your chest ached. A harsh slap with the belt landed on your rear. It caused your panicky yelp to echo throughout the room. When you tried to impulsively wiggle yourself off of him he smacked you again with the leather. 

“You’ve lost your privileges to address me by my first name, correct yourself right now!” Tommy ordered, his hold on his belt tight as his free hand went around your back to keep you trapped. 

“Tom-uh Mr Shelby?” You answered unsurely, your expression wincing as your shoulders raised. 

“Good girl!” Tommy praised as the belt smacked against your rear again. 

You chortled out as he continued on with your punishment. Quickly, you lost count with how many times he hit you as he flicked his wrist in a haphazardly manner. Sometimes he’d focus purely on one cheek. Or do slow and heavy smacks across every inch of your skin. Then he’d do quick stings across your rear. 

“Please stop!” you begged, your voice dry and weak, your mouth pressed against his knee as you tried to muffle out your cries. 

“Aw, my darling can’t take it anymore eh?” Tommy chuckled. 

He dropped the belt onto your back and rubbed your tender backside with his bare hand roughly. 

“Please I love you Tommy!” you exhorted, desperately hoping this would ease his suspicions. 

The screech was piercing when he smacked your bruised skin wickedly with his palm. 

“Correct yourself, whore” Tommy spat. 

‘Ah! I love you Mr Shelby” you sobbed out. 

Your head fell back down to his knee, your teeth bit into his leg to silence yourself but he didn't mind. Surprisingly, the pain felt nice to him. 

“That’s a good girl…” Tommy grinned, rubbing your ass again roughly as if he was praising you. “I’m going to beat your ass beyond breaking point. Then I’ll know you’ve learnt your lesson” Tommy addressed. 

“No Mr Shelby please! I understand!” You protested as you squirmed over him. Tommy was quick to hold you on top of him as you tried to swing your body onto the floor. “Please forgive me! I won’t do it again!” You pleaded as you tried to blink back your tears.   

“Stay still before I hit you with the buckle!” Tommy threatened, his words hissing like a viper. 

You mewled out, but listened to his demand. Tommy picked up his belt again and proceeded to whip you with it. 

When your cries had died down and you laid still on him, Tommy dropped the belt to the ground and rubbed your black and blue rear. When his fingers rubbed against your slit, he grinned to himself as he brought them into his sight. They glistered in your fluid and he sucked his fingers clean, moaning to himself at your sweet taste. 

“Seems like I wasn’t the only one that enjoyed this”' Tommy commented as his fingers returned to your cunt, fondling with your folds and teasing your nerves by randomly pushing in a digit. “Have you learnt your lesson?” Tommy cocked an eyebrow to you. 

As you tried to turn your head back towards him, you nodded to him. “Yes Mr Shelby” you spoke out breathlessly. 

“Which is?” He questioned. 

You choked on your words as you blinked back your tears. “To be a good wife to you!”

“Such a good wife…” Tommy soothed as he caressed your bruised ass. “Stand up and strip for your husband” he instructed as he leaned back into his seat. 

Through gritted teeth, you stood on your two feet and slowly stripped till you were completely nude in front of him. Your body shook like a leaf in the wind as you resisted not to cover yourself with your arms. Tommy sighed to himself as he looked your heated figure up and down, and then he pulled out his length and gradually stroked himself a couple of times. Not failing to express how aroused he was through his groans. 

“Come here and sit on my cock eh?” 

“Mr Shelby please” you begged weakly, eyes stinging with discomfort. 

Tommy leaned forward and pointed his finger to you. “Shut up before I change my mind, bend you over and fuck your ass” he warned, his pointed finger completely still. 

You nodded your head like a begging dog and practically ran over to Tommy despite the pain that shot through your rear. You straddled your husband, his hands were on your hips as he grinned up to you, his cock pressed against your inner thigh. 

“Who do you belong to?” Tommy asked as his length pushed into your throbbing, soaked entrance. 

“You Mr Shelby!” You answered through a groan as you slid down his shaft. 

“Good… No more talking to anyone, at all, without my permission eh?” Tommy commanded with a resolute nod. All you could do was nod back as he rocked his hips against yours, his fingernails dug into your flesh as your walls squeezed his size. 

“Mr Shelby” you whined out. 

“You’re mine” Tommy growled animalistically as he leant in to bite your neck. “Only fucking mine. You wanted my attention? You fucking got it” he grunted as he rutted himself deep inside of you. 

Your eyes rolled back as you held onto your husband tightly as he drew blood from your neck. The pain dissolved as the pleasure quickly built up inside of your core. Your mouth had fallen open as you were moaning out shamelessly, Tommy slapped your ass and you squealed. 

“You’re clenching around me so tightly darling, you want to milk me empty eh? Get yourself pregnant?” Tommy asked, his own breathing heavy as he pounded himself into you. 

“Yes Mr Shelby!”

“Keep on squeezing me then, just like that” Tommy coached as his hips thrusted at an immaculate speed. “Maybe another baby in this house would keep you tamed. Let’s give Charlie a little brother or sister eh?” He suggested, a proud smirk on his lips.

All you could do was hum in compliance as you clenched around him. It was so slippery you had to hold your body in place. His balls were slapping against you as you felt your climax climbing as high as it could. The scream from your hot lips echoed throughout the room as you held onto Tommy for dear life. He grunted in response, and shortly followed through with his own climax. 

Your body fell dead on top of him as you tried to catch your breath back. Through deep breaths, your chest rose and fell as your eyes remained shut. Tommy breathed out, his hands caressed your lower back as he inhaled your scent. He was still buried inside of you, he could feel your fluids drip out slowly. 

“Fuck, that was something else, wasn’t it my love?” Tommy asked teasingly as he patted your rear. 

You whimpered, tear stained eyes as you looked up to your husband, he smiled softly to you, you smiled softly back. He guided your hips up, his coated cock slipped out of your swollen entrance with a pop and he helped you onto your feet. 

After he slipped his member back into his pants, Tommy guided you to bend over the bed, you winced as you followed through and he examined you. Down on his knees, Tommy pulled your lips apparent with two fingers as he watched your mixed fluids drip out of you. His hands caressed over your abused skin as he stood back up again.

“If only you could see how beautiful you look my dear” Tommy sighed, his voice dark and husky. 

He pulled you back up and held you in his arms, your flustered body caved against him. Your knees buckled as Tommy held your weak stance up, he murmured to you, his face rubbed against yours like a needy cat.  

“You wanna come down for the rest of the meeting?” Tommy hummed in the crook of your neck. 

The thought of you going back down there frightened you, the humiliation of this sudden occurrence felt too overwhelming. Having all eyes on you would cause you to have a breakdown without a doubt, you knew they heard you, your cries had echoed to the fields. 

“No Mr Shelby” you answered timidly, sniffling to yourself as you tried to cry silently. 

“That’s alright, you rest up, you look exhausted. I’ll come check on you later, I have some business to attend to after this, okay?” Tommy spoke innocently as he led you to the bed. 

Tommy helped you in, you winced at the friction of your rear to the sheets but made no comment to your husband’s kindness. The covers were tucked in around you, Tommy petted your hair to the side and smiled at you. 

“Thank you Mr Shelby” your smile shaked, cheeks still a dark shade of red. 

“Sleep well my love” Tommy whispered before he planted a tender kiss on your lips. 

It’s what you missed so badly, instinctively, your arms reached up from under the sheets and tried to snake around his back. But your body felt so weak, you couldn’t bring yourself up. Tommy hummed and pulled your body up, his hold on your lower back as the sheets slipped down your body already, his tongue slipped straight down your throat as your tongue massaged him. As you moaned directly into his mouth, Tommy pressed your faces together as he gently laid you back onto the bed. 

“I love you” you whispered once more as your head fell deep into the pillow, your tired eyes remained shut. A low hum echoed out of Tommy as you quickly fell asleep. 

Tommy walked back down into the reading room. He knew everyone had heard everything, his eyes locked with Arthur’s. As he shot him a glare, Arthur lowered his head submissively as Tommy continued on with his discussions and concerns to his family.

[dis-astre]

OK A BREAKDOWN OF LES MISERABLES IN FRANCE

- they changed a lot of the lyrics (including my fav/funniest lyrics unfortunately) which was pretty interesting ; honestly i think it's a great thing bc it was last re-written in 1991 and they made the songs more textual, more like real talking and i think way more accessible for a lot of people (bc in france we have this habit of writing pretty words, with a lot of images and lyrical phrases but it's not always helping to understand the plot yknow)

- the new lyrics for do you hear the people sing/à la volonté du peuple are SO GOOD ! originally it says :

à la volonté du peuple/et à la santé du progrès/rempli ton cœur d'un vin rebelle/et à demain ami fidèle

(to the will of the people/and cheers to progress/fill your heart with a rebel wine/and see you tomorrow, faithful friend)

and now it's:

à la volonté du peuple/qui crie les mots de sa colère/le chant de ceux qui ne veulent plus/être les damnés de la terre

à la volonté du peuple/dont on étouffe jamais la voix/et dont le chant renaît toujours/et dont le chant renait déjà

(to the will of the people/screaming the words of its anger/the song of those who don't want to be/the damned on earth anymore

to the will of the people/which you can never choke the voice/and whose song always revive/and whose song's revive already)

and idk i think it's pretty freaking cool; but i'll do a big breakdown of the new lyrics of do you hear the people sing bc it's the song they changed the most and i think it's way better for our times and more hopeful and giving the will to fight

- the stage: honestly real cool and clever! it's a smaller stage, way smaller than the west end one if my memories are not mistaken, and we obvisouly don't have the rotating stage; but they played a lot with moving structures and transparent curtains to make special effect like buildings, rain, etc... and it's way real cool !

- idk who the sound guy was but props to him cause the sound was SO GOOD like it sounded so clean and like listening to an album, truly perfect on this aspect

- the actors were GREAT, you could see they rlly took the roles and made them their own (i think enjolras' actor loves his role bc ive seen some of his tiktok and he looks like he loves it a lot so that's cool af)

- also i bough this

which is a conversation with boublil and schonberg retracing the story of the musical so yay

Anyway i'll do another big post to tell y'all act by act what was happening !

[episodes-ff]

Righteous or Wrong?

Anaya

Waking up from the comfort of the guest bed, I rubbed my tired eyes with a long awaited yawn before stretching. Feeling over and coming up empty, I frowned and rolled my eyes at the realization of where I was and why. Shaking my head, I leaned up with irritation before going to see if my baby girl was awake. Being that Maya is a daddy's girl at heart, I agreed to let her stay in our bedroom while I took the guest bed for some peace of mind. Walking up to the door, I knocked quietly before looking inside in confusion as I saw the empty room. Hearing her cute murmurs, I slowly descended the stairs before peering around to see her smiling and clapping as he fed her.

Feeling the tug at my heart, I wiped the dreadful tears as I watched what was left of my now broken family. Shaking the memories off, I walked back up to the room to complete my morning routine. Putting on something simple but cute for the cold, I walked back down to the kitchen to grab a water and greet Maya. "Good morning, my pretty girl!" I cheesed kissing her cheeks as he stared me down while sipping his coffee. Taking in that she was already dressed, I slowly smiled before facing him. "Y-You did her hair?" "Ugh, yea um, I was gonna take her to the square for pictures with Santa today if that's ok with you?" He asked slowly sipping from his cup. Those beautiful fucking eyes of his! "U-Um yes it's fine. I'd better hurry then so I can make it to the courthouse. Have you seen car keys?" I snapped out of my thoughts looking around. Watching the sadness wash over his eyes as he clenched his jaw, he pulled them out of his pocket before placing them in my hand and walking out the kitchen. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I headed out the house.

Pulling up to the local courthouse, I retrieved my purse before walking in. "Hi, miss, how may I help you today?" "Yes, um, I'd like to file for an order of separation?" "I'm sorry to hear that sweetheart." "Thank you, ma'am." "And you're sure you want to go through with this?" "Positive, preferably now before I change my mind." "Um, no problem, do you have a copy of the marriage certificate? I'll also need your license and a piece of mail to verify your address. Do you also know your spouse's social?" "Yes, ma'am." "Okay. I'm going to have you fill out this paperwork and bring it back to me with those pieces of identification." "Thank you so much." "Any time." Taking a seat, I filled out the multiple sheets of paper before reaching in to retrieve my license. Looking at the wallet photo of our wedding day, I sighed remembering the day we walked into this exact courthouse to file our certificate. We were so in love, so happy, and so ready to explore our new lives, together. Terry had just finished his second tour, and he and I were stuck to each other like glue. Oh how the tables turned.

Rolling my eyes, I shook off my nerves getting up to return the paperwork. "Here you go." "Thank you so much. Let me just glance here to make sure nothing's missing." Watching her scan everything, her eyes shot wide as she looked at me. "Is there something wrong?" "I'm sorry, it says Richmond. Y-You're Terry's wife?" "Um, yes. Oh god, don't tell me he's slept with you too!" "No! N-Not at all. I'm Summer. I met Terry in Shelby Springs dealing with..." "Mike." I nodded understanding. "I moved out here after everything, but I didn't keep in touch. Has he been ok since the settlement?" "Oh he's doing just peachy, I'd say." I spat sarcastically. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't pry." "No, you're fine. I'm just going through a lot right now, hence why I'm here." "Well for what it's worth, I pray you both see happier days." "Thank you, Summer." "No problem, um?" "Anaya." "That's a pretty name." "Thank you." I nodded as she smiled sympathetically.

Placing my files back in my purse, I made my way out to the car. Taking a deep breath, the weight of the world melting off of my shoulders as I cried and cried and cried. You're doing the right thing here, Anaya... I think?

Terry

Placing Maya down for her nap, I closed the door to let her get her rest before stepping into Anaya's room to place her copy of baby girl's Christmas pictures on the side table. Stepping back into the hallway, I shuddered in shame as I made my way downstairs. My marriage is really over and I take all the blame for it. I have no excuses, no recourse, nothing left but my actions and consequences. I don't even fault Anaya in the way she's moving because I'm less than the man she deserves and I know it. I just want her to be happy. That's all I've ever fucking wanted. I owed it to her to do better and I failed miserably.

Hearing my ringing phone, I saw the familiar number calling as my heart rate quickened. "Hello? Summer, you good?" "Terry?" "Yea, it's me, are you in trouble?" "I'm fine. Forgive my language, but just what in the fuck do you have going on, Terry?!" "What do you mean?" "I just met your wife at the courthouse filing for separation? Say it's not true." She asked as my jaw clenched and my fist tightened at my side. "I'm not really up for talking about it, Summer." "Well, what are you gonna do to win her back?" "Nothing. I've hurt her too much with my choices, so I think the best thing for everybody would be for me to disappear." "Disappear? Disappear?! This isn't the Terry I know that came to Shelby and changed my life. What happened to him? Where's the fighter I know you are?!" "I'm done fighting, Summer. It's done, and I can't be selfish towards Anaya's feelings. I've done enough of that. I'll hit you up again." I conceded before ending the call.

Turning down the hall, I bumped into Anaya almost knocking her down before quickly catching her in my grasp. Dropping my hands from her side, I straightened up as we engaged in an intense stare down while she adjusted her clothes and I cleared my throat. Breaking the staring match, I moved out of her path and went into the kitchen grabbing the rental keys before leaving the house. Walking into the threshold of the bar, I scanned the room before finding Eric and smirking. "Ayeeeee, my man!" He boasted as I dapped him up. "Long time no see, E." "You as well! How's life been treating you, man?" He asked causing a deep sigh to leave my lips. "How much time you got?" I asked forcing a deep chuckle to leave his gut.

Finishing the recap of my current life's drama, he shook his head. "Mannnn, it should have been me she got with." He joked as I shook my head and downed the shot of whiskey. "Nah but seriously, how did you let this happen, man? You and Anaya were crazy about each other. Hell, you guys still are despite everything, I know it! How did you slip so low?" He asked as I rubbed my face in deep thought. "I don't know. Shit was going crazy at the time with Mike and the whole Shelby Springs situation. That's no excuse not even in the slightest." I defended holding my hand up. "I think I just- I held onto that shit. I put on a brave face for Anaya because that's what I felt was right. Her mom's cancer had come back and she was already going through so much. I didn't wanna overwhelm her with my shit, so I did what I do best; I ran away from it. I should have sought some professional help, but my pride wouldn't allow it. Not Terrence Richmond. I'm paying that price now and I gotta accept it, Eric." Nodding in understanding, he patted my shoulder as I blew a breath. "Hey, man, it's gonna be ok." "It won't but I'll live." I admitted as he sighed.

Diamonté

Waking up this morning, I stretched and rubbed my growing bump before smiling. My little boopie is growing so beautifully and I couldn't be any more happy. Making my way to the bathroom, I relieved my morning liquids before walking over to the sink. Washing my hands, I looked up and stared at my appearance in the mirror taking a glance at all my flaws. I was pretty of course, but something needed to change. I think I need a change. Figuring it's high time for a Mommy makeover, I got in touch with one of my girlfriends and had her spice up my look a little bit before I went to run some errands.

Coming home from a long day of pampering and spoiling myself, I waltzed in with my shopping bags and grabbed something quick to eat. Munching on my mangos and fruit, I savored the tastes as they danced on my tongue. "I'm home!" Armando announced as I heard his hard boots at the entrance of the house. "In the kitchen, babe!" "Ok, did you get the mail?" "No I forgot. Can you grab it?" "Of course, bebita." He conversed still in the front as he disarmed and put up his weapons. "Baby? What's this letter?" "What letter?" "You spent $450 dollars at the mall?" He said finally meeting me in the kitchen as he read through the bank statement. "Well, you see what had happened was I was getting some stuff for the baby and well you see, I-I."

Finally looking up to meet my gaze, his expression shifted. "What? What's wrong, baby?" I asked turning to glance around as he sat the letters down and stalked closer to me. "What's this?" "What's what? Oh, I got some stuff for the kitchen and the nursery. You wanna see?" "Nahhhh, not that. What's this?" He glinted putting to my hair as I fearfully backed into the counter. "I-I-I got a haircut. D-Do you like it?" "Ohhhh, I more than like it, baby." He grinned evilly as he pulled me closer. "Baby, wait!" I giggled as he cast his lips to my neck. "Nahhhh, bring that sexy ass here." He growled lifting me up and storming up to our bedroom.

"Daddy, oh shit!" I panted as he licked and sucked on my neck continuing to pound with my center. "You look so fucking good, mamita. So pretty with your hair like this. You like how I'm pleasing you, baby?" He husked grinding deeper into my wetness as he held me in place to stare at myself in the mirror. "Yesssss, bae!" "Mmmmm, that's my pretty fucking girl. Your pussy feels so good around my dick, exactly where it belongs. Biting my lip, I held onto him as I shook in his arms trying to fight the pressing feeling of relief. "Look at yourself, mami. Taking this dick like a fucking champion." "Daddyyyyyy!!! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" "Not yet, baby, hold it!" "I can't, baby!" "Mmmm, fuck, just hold it for me, baby." He grunted slowing his pace as I tried holding on. "Baby, please! Please let me- I can't hold it!" "Yes you can." "No, I c- ohhhhh my god!" I cried out as my release squirted out over him and the floor. Feeling the hot and sticky mess running down my thighs, I gasped as he kissed and whispered soothing words down my body. "That felt good, baby?" "Yes!" "I'm glad it did... Cause now we gotta start over." "W-Wait!" I moaned tiredly as he carried me to the shower. All of this over a haircut?

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[waterwindow]

like if u crie every time

[abbyslev]

casual || shoko ieiri

a/n: blame chappell roan for this leave me out of it

warnings: smut and angst lol maybe i’ll write a part two

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you lay on your back, silk sheets softly rubbing your skin.

the smell of cigarettes fills your nose. your chest rose up and down, trying to catch your breath. you lift your hand up, feeling the warmth of her cigarette slip between your fingers.

you inhale it once before handing it back to her. the warm air filled your chest, blowing the rest out of your nose. you turned your back to her, closing your eyes. she traced the scratch marks on your back, placing a warm kiss down every one of them. “you’re so pretty.” she kissed your neck, wrapping her arms around you. if only it was like this forever.

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“i’ll see you guys next week.” nanami waved to all of you, minus gojo.

“good bye!” you slurred out, pulling out the keys to your apartment. “you’re too drunk, baby.” shoko was behind you, helping you put the keys into the door, kissing your neck. you stumbled in, shoko holding you from your waist. “slow down, baby.” she turned you around, kissing you softly.

“you were killing me with this dress, you know that right?” she tugged at your straps, making her way down your neck. “you eyed me down like crazy.” you teased back. “almost got us caught.” she pulled her hair from her neat ponytail.

oh yeah. you had forgotten. you guys weren’t “out” or whatever shoko had said. you guys were nothing more than close best friends to the world. it hurt your heart, knowing she had confessed her love to you, endless night making love, endless pet names and lovely touches from her.

“‘m sorry.” you leaned into her. “it’s okay, princess. just made me think of you a lot. can’t leave much up to the imagination in this dress, especially gojo. you know how he feels about you.” she giggled, slowly unzipping your dress.

she pushed you against the couch, pulling your dress completely off your body. she kissed down your body, praising you each time she kissed you. she took off her pants, straddling your lap. she leaned down, her hands toying with your clit. “i love you, baby.” she kissed you, suppressing your words and moans.

“i love you, i love your body. i love everything about you.” she kissed your nape, her fingers inside of you now. “shoko.” you whispered, back arching against the couch. “i love you so much, my baby.” She pushed your hips down, her fingers sliding in and out of you, her pace quickening with every word.

you wanted to cry. she said these things to you, but did she really mean it? where you just someone to fuck after a stressful day? someone to toy around? but god, you were so in love with her, everything about her. you’d pretend like you weren’t hurt after you’d try and hold her hands, just for her to slip hers away and play it off. when she’s pick someone else to sit by instead of you, avoid eye contact and only answer at night. she’d only show up at night when she craved you.

you held her wrist, eyes rolling back. “cum for me, baby, show me how much you love me.” she looked straight into your eyes, lust filled in them as your body shook, nails scratching her back, her name coming out in sobs.

you push her away, sitting up. shoko pulled away, eyes lowering. you get up, rushing to your bathroom. she stood up, watching as you slammed the door. you threw a shirt on that was on your floor, hands combing through your messy hair. loud sobs echoed through the apartment.

“are you okay, did i hurt you?” shoko knocked on the door. you held your chest, tears pouring out of your eyes. “let me in.” shoko jiggled the doorknob. it scared her honestly.

you finally understood. you were nothing but a fuck toy for her, something to keep her entertained at night, someone to make her feel alive. you thought she was in love with you. you thought maybe you’d get married and leave all this sorcerer bullshit behind.

“just leave.” you cried, head leaning against the door. “i’m not leaving. what’s wrong?” she tried opening the door again. “let me in, princess.” the name made you spiral all over again.

“just go! you don’t even care about me!” your hands gripped the floor, loud sobs ripping from your chest. “i’m not leaving. i do care about you, what are you talking about?” shoko’s brows furrowed. you stood up slowly, unlocking the door. shoko slowly opened it, meeting your tired eyes. your makeup was ruined and your shirt was wet.

she came in for a hug. you pushed her off, tears brimming again. “what is wrong with you?” shoko frowned. “you don’t even like me. i’m nothing but someone to fuck, aren’t i? you don’t ask me on dates, you don’t even look my direction outside of my house. fuck, nanami pays my tab because you don’t even look at me.” you cried. she stayed silent, at loss of words.

“save your fucking breath. i understand now. i was so stuoud, falling in love with you. i’m a hookup.” you step back, face falling into your hands. “i wasn’t supposed to get attached. this was casual to you.” you cried.

“i’m sorry. i sm in love with you, i just…i don’t want to lose you.” “you’re a fucking liar. get out, it’s to late to save your ass.” you sob, shaking your hair. “please…” she held her hand out.

she stepped back, her hands meeting the bathroom door handle. “i’m sorry…” she closed the door behind her.

[grabattheseballsss]

Synopsis: Kento sees a pretty girl from across the bar and he needs to have her in any way possible, kinda pwp

Pairing: Nanami kento x reader

Warnings: Dom Kento, switch reader, reader gets slick got a second but then gets humbled, reader’s a biter, kento’s into it, kinda mean kento, panty sniffing, vaginal sex, oral sex, grinding, Nanami pussy eater kento, whiny reader, just the sillies !!

WC: 2,179 (not proofread, leave me alone)

A/N: lowkey a self insert since I’m a huge biter 🙂‍↕️

Feedback and requests are always appreciated! 💥

Hushed breaths filled kento’s clean, tidy apartment, your hands not knowing what to do with themselves as one played with his hair and the other travelling down to the button of his shirt.

Kento was the exact same, both hands travelling from your neck to your waist down to your hips as he gropes and plays with the fat on your body, his arms extending back to slam the door of his apartment to close, his eyes never leaving yours, slight drool on the corner of his mouth, he licked it before grabbing your cheeks and connecting your lips together.

You stayed in one spot, mouths refusing to let the other slip away, tongues fighting for dominance, embarrassingly loud moans filling the quiet space.

Kento let go for a second before giving you a look of true desperation as he leans down and pick you up bridal style, you yelp as he lifts your body up like it weighed nothing “k-ken! Put me down!” You cried out as you held onto his shoulders for dear life, he chuckled as he entered his room

“As you wish, darling” he kissed your temple before throwing you on his bed, he looked down at you as he unbuckled his belt and took his pants off, he was immediately on you after he was freed of his pants.

Kento wasn’t one for hooking up with a random stranger but he couldn’t think straight when he saw you with your friends at the bar, your hair done so perfectly and your dress hugging all of your curves, he needed to have you, to taste you, such a pretty thing like you, you looked so delicious when he asked you to come home with him, your face all red and surprised as you started stuttering every word.

He felt like an actual animal as he latched his lips to your soft neck, sucking on the skin gently, your manicured nails playing with his hair as he trailed kisses down your chest, stopping to bunch your dress up, helping you to take that slutty dress off, god he couldn’t stop gawking at you, you looked like goddess, out of breath, looking at him with half lidded eyes, begging him to touch you more

He was physically unable to deny you.

His soft lips leaving wet kisses down your body, stopping to admire the pretty panties you decided to wear tonight, you looked down when he stopped, only to be met with his brown eyes boring into yours as he hooked his canines with the thin fabric, his hand holding the other end as he ripped it into pieces “hey! Whatre you-“

“I’ll get you better ones” he replied before you could cuss him out, he took ripped fabric in his hands, sniffing it before spreading your legs apart, his arms went underneath your thick thighs, hooked around them as he pulled you closer to him, face merely two centimetres away from your glistening pussy, his tongue licked between your folds, moaning slightly at the taste, his hold on your thighs tightening as you shuddered a little, thinking you were trying to get away from his lips.

His tongue kept licking at your entrance, then pushing slightly into it, before his hand made its way back between your thighs, as two of his digits started working on stretching you out, his tongue found your clit, licking in a fast rhythmic motions, then stopping as sticking on it every time his fingers found that little spot inside your tight pussy.

You were withering beneath his touch, crying out as you grabbed a fistful of his sheets, body shaking from his heavenly touch

“K-keh ooh! Shit! Kent…ooooohhhh fuck, oh god please please, I- mmgh please slow dowhhh ohhh down please” you cried out, unable to even move from his mouth with his other arm still holding onto your lower body

Your pleas fell onto deaf ears as his fingers went faster, his tongue playing with your now throbbing clit, only looking up at you with half lidded eyes, watching you become a mess from his touch, he could feel himself growing harder by the second, his hips grinding against the side of his bed, trying to relieve himself from the painful boner he got from just eating your heavenly cunt

How could someone look and taste so delicious? Fuck if he kept at this he might cum before her, and that’s just not how he works his magic.

He stopped his hand and mouth immediately, your head shot up to look at him, you looked like a whole mess, body ass sweaty, pussy wet and leaking into his light blue sheets, hair sticking to your face “wah… no why, please no, come back” you cried out, arm reaching out to grab his, he leaned and interlocked his fingers with yours, now fully on the bed, he crawled up to you, now right on top of you

“Such a mess, god I’ve only been eating you out for 7 minutes, and the moment I let go you’re crying out, so cute” he whispered into your ear, you felt so embarrassed, so embarrassed that you flipped your bodies, getting on top of him, he stared at you with wide eyes, eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you

“Shut up, I can do better” you chuckled before slamming your lips onto his, tongue sneaking into his mouth, letting him insert his tongues into your mouth, you sucked on it, one hand cupping the side of his face, deepening the kiss, your teeth grazed his bottom lip, lightly biting it before pulling away, a trail of spit connect your lips.

You looked down at kento with a smirk “who looks like a mess now, huh?” You chuckles before attacking his neck, sucking on the skin, your teeth automatically attached to his soft skins as you bit him, leaving a mark of all your teeth on the side of his neck, you were so dazed you didn’t even realise what you were doing

But kento’s hissing and his hand on your shoulder snapped you back, you gasped “oh my god, kento I’m so sorry I just I didn-“

“K…keep going, please ?” Before you could properly apologise, kento stopped you, looking up at you with a desperate look, his eyes and voice tone pleading you

“Oh..” was all you could say before a grin made it to your lips as your kissed his lips, the kissing his sharp cheekbone

Your hips were flush against his, your naked cunt grinding against his clothed boner, you were basically riding his length as you peppered his skin with marks

Your teeth lightly grazed his ear lobe as you pressed down on his aching cock, you could hear his breath hitch as his hands come up to your hips, pulling you down to him.

You swat his hands away “nu uh, I’m in charge” you state with a big smug smirk on your face

Kento only chuckled, then looked up at you with the sweetest look you’ve ever received “oh honey, you’re only up there because I let you, wanted to see how long you wanted to keep this act up” his tone was so condescending and smug, you glared down at him and scoff “yea, suuuuure you’re totally in charge-AAH” you were cut off by kento flipping your bodies back to their original stance, his hands grabbed your thighs and pressed them to your chest as he leaned his weight on the keep them that way

His hands freeing his aching dick out of his boxers, his tip was red and and throbbing, he pumped himself a couple of times before lining his dick with your tightening entrance “oh baby, I think you need some discipline, might have to fuck some into you” he chuckled before ramming his thick cock inside you

You screamed from the sudden stretch, kento stopped in his tracks, letting you get accustomed to the feeling, his hand went back to holding yours, interlocking your finger, his body leaned down, his other hand coming up to brush the hair out of your face

“You okay?” He whispered, waiting for you to let him continue.

You nodded, eyes still shut, kento kissed your cheek as he took half of his length out, then ramming it right back in, watching you intensely

“Look at me” he demanded, you opened your eyes, looking up at him “keep your eyes on me, darling, look at how I’m ruining you” his words were sinful, and his neat and gentle exterior only makes them more sinful, his thrusts start becoming faster as you get used to the stretch, but you were unable to keep up the eye contact, your eyes kept fluttering or rolling back, unable to handle how he’s tearing you apart.

“Awh, does my darling need something in her mouth to focus ? Hmm? Well, here, let’s recycle those” he chuckled before grabbing your forgotten bunched up fabric that used to be your panties, stuffing them in your mouth before grabbing a fistful of your hair and forcing you to look down where your bodies met, how his dick keeps disappearing into your shaking core, how you’re already losing the feeling in your legs, unable to focus with the pleasure, the pain and kento’s taunting words running around in your head, you felt light headed, now becoming nothing but muddy in his hands.

“Is my pretty girl about to cum? Hm? Do you feel you’re worthy of cumming?” He asked you, but the bunched up cloth in your mouth making you unable to reply, you’d nod frantically but it only made him want to deny your orgasm more

“Hmm? What’s that? No? Oh I guess my darling wants me to continue torturing her” he chuckled, lifting your legs by his shoulders as his rhythm became even more merciless, the pounding is absolutely killing you, you tried to take the gag out but kento’s hands held your wrists and pinned them down “what’re you doing ? You don’t like my little gift for you?” You glared at him a tried to spit the fabric out, he chuckled as you successfully got it out

“I want to cum, now!” You cried out, and quiet literally starting crying from the overstimulation, the tip of his cock kept hitting your spongy spot over and over and over and you couldn’t keep it together anymore, it took all of your damn energy to spit that sentence out

“Such a smart girl, managed to escape my little trap so well, I think you’ve earned your reward, pretty girl, now make me proud and cum with me honey” kento’s forehead rested on yours, his thrusts came into a slow rhythmic state, still absolutely hitting that sensitive spot a torturous amount of times

His dick was begging him to cum, but he loved seeing you so vulnerable, so desperate for him, how your hands would reach up to him trying to bring him down to you, how your teeth sink into his shoulder, crying out as you let go merely a second before he did.

His warm seed filled you up, mixing up with your own as you both came together, kento was grunting, his face all scrunched up as he tried to fuck his load back inside you, the feeling of his warm cum filling your cunt, and some even dripping out had your head spinning, you felt out of breath, you looked up at kento as he get off of you, and out of you, falling down right next to you, you were both out of breath, absolutely spent, your legs were no longer working you were sure, you both looked at each other at the same time and chuckled.

Kento’s arms stretched out and pulled you closer to his body, you cuddled up to his side, head resting on his chest.

“Would you laugh at me if I said I don’t usually hook up with strangers ?” You asked, already chuckling at yourself

“Well that would make me a hypocrite, since you’re the first stranger I’ve hooked up with” he replied, looking down at you with a gentle smile

You gasped “I took your stranginity!?” Your excited tone made kento snort, laughing so naturally, it’s wasn’t a chuckle or a slight huff, he was actually laughing

“I’ll say yes if you promise to never call it that” he said before kissing your temple and getting up, you groaned “I know this is a hookup but damn can we cuddle for longerrr” you whined, watching his butt as he made his way to his bathroom, then Returning a second later with a wet towel

“Hold your horses, I’m not leaving you” kento chuckled as he wiped you up and threw the towel in his clothes hamper

After he returned to you, he spread his arms out and held your body close to his, giving you kisses all over before he drifted to sleep, his arms holding you so close as if you’d disappear

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