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If my lizard has some mysterious substance building up in his butthole again that requires a vet to remove I'm going to lose my shit
#Seriously#He already had this problem once before#It presented like sperm plugs but when the vet did the very basic operation to remove it (only needed local anesthesia)#It wasn't sperm plugs and she didn't know WHAT it was exactly???#His diet could probably stand to be more varied but it's not so limited as to cause malnutrition#He gets calcium and a multivitamin on his bugs every time I feed him#I'm very good about keeping the humidity levels what they need to be at for him and his temperatures are fine#I have zero fucking clue what could be causing this why is he like this
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[ cw: death mention / strangulation mention / stabbing mention / blood mention / self-sacrifice / codependency mention in tags / ]
I think a lot about how common it is for Raph to be the one to have direct focus put on him when Leo gets into all his near death experiences.
Like, when Leo is thrown off a building, itâs Raph whoâs right there jumping after him, not even thinking about the consequences to himself when he does. When Leo almost gets skewered by the Krang, Raphâs right there to take the blow and send Leo to safety without a second thought. When Leoâs being strangled to near death, itâs a Krangified Raph doing the job, doing exactly what Raph would never, ever want to do. When Leo is telling Casey Jr to close the portal, itâs Raph who tries desperately to convince Leo otherwise.
Likewise, Leo is consistently very single minded when Raph gets forcibly separated from them. Both when in the sewers and by the Krang, Leo is dead set on finding Raph first and foremost.
I also think itâs interesting that during each of Leoâs near death experiences, the lightheartedness of his words during them goes directly hand in hand with both how close Raph is to him physically and how much danger Raph is also in in that moment. From a literal âI told you soâ as Leoâs falling away from Raph to a soft joke about how âhero movesâ are Raphâs style - both of these are on the more morbidly carefree side and both of these notably take Leo farther away from Raph and, in turn, have Raph not in immediate danger.
On the other side of things is the apology from Leo, heedless of the danger he himself is in as he seriously and genuinely speaks to a Krangified Raph face to face. Then thereâs Leoâs freezing and desperation as Raph takes a hit meant for him and sends just Leo to safety, leaving Raph himself behind. Both of these involve much closer proximity and Raph being directly harmed - these together make Leo much more vulnerable in his words and actions, something not even the threat of death can make him.
These two care about each other so much, and theyâre way too much alike for their own good.
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt raph#rise raph#rottmnt leo#rise leo#honorable mention to the time Leo desperately tried throwing himself into harmâs way to get to Karai#and Raph is the one who has to pull him back#I also think that itâs interesting how both of them go about self sacrifice#because wow they both have problems with it#Raphâs tends to be immediate reactions not even thinking as he throws himself over his bros#Leoâs are often shown to be âfor the greater goodâ (said greater good often being his family)#once again I am saying that post movie these two would likely have codependency issues#considering Raphâs already present acute seperation anxiety and Leoâs immediate memory of Raph standing over him bleeding#another thing to mention is how Future Leoâs actual death still falls into the whole âmorbidly lighthearted wordsâ category#I also wanna point out that in Many Unhappy Returns the trust that Leo wants so much does NOT come from Splinter but from RAPH#side note but in regard to the fighting that Raph and Leo were up to during the time between the shredder and the krang#I think itâs interesting that itâs NOT depicted as screaming matches - very blatantly not this actually#also also! I totally love how the movie parallels Oroku Saki and Karai with Raph and Leo respectively#there are so many parallels in general in this show+movie it makes me froth at the mouth#and because it breaks my heart - the beginning of the movie had Raph getting angry at Leo and lashing out at him#the end of the movie has the Krang very very angry at Leo and lashing out at him#both of these times has Leo âruiningâ a mission soâŠbad parallels#in the movie as well thereâs a Krangified Raph who beats Leo senseless#so I have to wonder if Raph and Leo justâŠcanât roughhouse anymore#else Leo would flinch or Raph would be so scared to accidentally hurt Leo like he was already used to do before#then suddenly their usual dynamic of Raph never having to be softer with Leo is thrown on its head#worse is if theyâre so terrified of this dynamic leaving that they power through their own sufferings to maintain it
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So, this isn't so much an "Incorrect Quotes"...
So much as an "I have a vision, but I'm not an artist so I have to settle for writing it out and hope someone understands what I'm picturing."
For starters, ya'll know about the artist trend of putting your OC's or favorite characters in a specific dress...
ya know... this oneâŹ
Yeah, just...ALL of Division Three. And I mean all + Narumi. Here how it sounds in my head. (Its more of a comic? It's just mostly dialogue than anything and they're just standing in a line talking to each other.) {And keep in mind....THEY ARE ALL WEARING THE DRESS AS THEY SAY THIS. ITS 90% OF THE JOKE}
Mina: When I said I was nervous about my first promotional modeling gig for Vogue, That didn't mean it was an open invitation to come out here and.... "Support me".
Kafka: Come on. This can't be any more embarrassing than that time you caught me in the sexy lingerie I was wearing for my high school prank.
Hoshina: *In air, eyes glowing woke spartan style, mid assassin strike aimed at Kafka with a training sword, ALSO IN THE DRESS* pics or it didn't happen-
Reno: Look. We're here, we showed up in the dress, can we leave now? I'm getting cold in places I don't want to be cold.
Iharu: Aww, come on! You look dashing! Few more pics! *Somehow managed to convince the photographer to take the shot of them*
Haruichi: The fact that you're filling this out better than me is disturbing.
Aoi:*Trying not to let his blush show* Are the lights getting to you because you're talking bullshit.
Minase: Oh my God! KIKORU!!!! You look amazing!!!
Kikoru:*embarrassed* Minassseee.... I-I'm with Reno. Can we change into our work jumpers now?
Hakua: Hey, can I take this one home? Makin' me feel hella confident right now. *Starts a gun show in front of a mirror.*
Narumi: *In front of the same mirror Hakua is in, serving cunt and taking selfies* Honestly, ya'll should just put me on the cover instead of Mina cuz' I'm pulling this off way better than her in the moment.
I also like to imagine that instead of Mina on the cover... It's Kafka in Kaiju form in the dress. The glowing abs would absolutely be visible as well....
#We stan Muscle Mommy Hakua in this house hold.#Had a headcanon that she kinda has a body image problem over how muscly she is -#- so she takes any opportunity to take items that make her confidant in her body image (sh*t tons of praise from Kafka help as well)#Just because I don't like GenHoshi's existence doesn't mean I don't like Gen.#He's not my favorite but you can't tell me i'm wrong when I say he could slay a runway.#Slight Kikoru x Minase shipper? Maybe?#I will find a way to shove KafHoshi into everything I post.#*Fainting dramatically into a leather wing back chair*#âOh! If only there were a creater's blocked artist that was also into Kn8 that was looking for sh*tty inspiration material.ïżœïżœ#*Blinks one eye open in disappointment at the lack of people that would give a sh*t*#âWell Don't all of you rush in at once.â#None of my mutuals take this seriously.#I am well aware that most of you are artists and already have a ton of WIP's that you should probably finish first before you start others#Althought........#Hotrubbertar... you Okay buddy?#You haven't posted anything in a while....#AGAIN THIS IS A JOKE#kaiju no 8#art inspiration#shit post#<- maybe?#kafka hibino#mina ashiro#soshiro hoshina#reno ichikawa#iharu furuhashi#haruichi izumo#aoi kaguragi#kikoru shinomiya#Minase
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i hope whatever weird thing thats wrong with me is resolved by the concert next month bc if its not im really not seeing how i'll be able to go
#im used to having health problems and usually they dont stress me too much. im good at compartmentalizing it away into a little folder#but this time its just completely weird and nothing ive ever had before and its driving me crazy bc ive been to the doctors 3 times#no help no idea wait until october 3 and its getting more painful and weird every day i keep needing to lay down for hours#and just doing anything womens health related is already a fucking struggle like i dont want to be doing any of this usually i dont#get stressed like this but ive never experienced this so it is freaking me out bc my aunt had weird cancer and my uncles been just diagnose#with stage 4 and hes been given 18months and my grandma died last year can you just take me serious for once#anyway sorry for the monday morning vent but if i dont put this somewhere im gonna have an actual freak out
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wiress with cats.
#thatâs it thatâs the post#im kidding iâm going to rant in the tags now#wiress had a cat before her games who was a descendant of the cat her mother had. basically thereâs a whole family tree for these cats.#and when her cat dies after she wins the cat already had three kittens.#beetee has beef with these cats. like iâm not kidding. the first time he came over and met them the original one scratched him#and he never got over it#wiress realizes that her cats literally hate him after a while and sits them down (the cats and beetee) for her version of an intervention#on one side are the cats and on the other is a grown man. they are both glaring at each other.#then wiress just leaves them there. like straight up just walks out.#beetee is very skeptical he doesn't think him staring at three cats who are glaring at him is going to solve their rivalry#and wiress is just like trust me on this and honestly beetee is just curious at this point. skeptical but curious.#(it works. beetee never questions wiressâ problem solving techniques again.)#the cats stop scratching him which in itself is a miracle. now itâs only when wiress turns away and they go back to glaring at each other.#idk something abt a guy whoâs usually practical having beef with cats is really funny to me#also once they start dating and wiress starts spending the night at beeteeâs house i feel the cats are like#âstop stealing momâ âwhere did mom goâ âwhat did you do to herâ and so now the cats hate beetee again.#itâs a vicious cycle#atlas (the first victor from three) also has cats but. he has like twenty. thereâs so many cats. beetee is surrounded.#(heâs a dog person. he has never told wiress this. heâs kind of scared to.)#anyway iâm done#i promise i can be normal#sometimes#wiress#wiress thg#the hunger games#thg#district 3#beetee latier#dayneâs wiress thoughts (TM)#dayneâs beetee tag
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off topic from echoes of wisdom but i feel like sometimes people forget that the very first link in the legend of zelda series, the hero of hyrule himself, defeated ganon not with the help of the triforce of courage but with the help of the triforce of wisdom. that's very much what makes him stand out from all the other links (that and his sheer innate magical abilityâthere is not a single other link in the series who was capable of magic on the same level as the hero of hyrule was). or maybe people just don't pay attention to the original two games but i do and the hero of hyrule is definitely up there on the list of my favorite links.
#i do still think his story had a bad ending. what with the blood cult and all. but god if he wasn't one of the most overpowered links ever.#his problem was that nobody had ever taught him spells prior to aol so he had to work on them but once he DID learn spells in aol....#well. there is no other link in the series who is capable of straight up murdering every enemy on-screen save for the most powerful ones#without the help of an item (like the bombos medallion in alttp).#anyway. love him dearly. love how detached he was from the tf of courage & how close he seemingly was with power and wisdom#(it's implied he took them both with him when he left hyrule as per the game manual & still had them when he came back to help out with#reconstruction because he already has them both at the very end of aol with no mention of ever putting them anywhere else before that).#txt
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#With the heatwave combined with being ill for like an entire week it seems I've lost like 16 days this month#where I basically did barely anything... grrr.... The passage of time... My Enemy...#Now that I can finally hold down food and stuff I'm feeling a little better mostly and my sickness has probably passed. But I still#feel weird a little bit like.. some lingering weakness or something. I think I'm just already having so many Problems at all times even in#my 'Normal' state that whenever I get sick or something my whole system is thrown off for a while lol#I'm supposed to be writing like 2000 words a day still ghbjhb... I've had multiple days of maybe 1000 - 1500. And a lot of days#where I write maybe 20 - 300. I've still been chipping away at the same single quest dialogue for all 20 something#days this month so.. AUGH.. Though that also counts the 16 days I did nearly nothing but be sick and overheated#I finally edited that whole big sims video I wanted to post!!! but now there's an issue with it ... T o T#My fault for still almost exclusively using windows movie maker in 2024 lol.. but HHHHhh.. It's like every once in a while randomly#a fully edited video will not be able to be exported. so evil for this to happen to my first sims build tour in a while. but alas..#ANYWAY... I have been slowly working on little things here and there.. in my little scraps of time.. Wishing to be fully productive at#some point. Maybe I can finally finish and post some things soon. like costume photos or sims videos and etc.#BUT HEY.. that solitaire thing is crazy to me.. I don't think I've ever finished a challenge in under 20 seconds#before. huzzah.. tripeaks squad.. OH.. and an image of#curly tail boye.............. he..... I took him to the vet for a check up and he seems surprisingly okay for a 16 year old. except he has#a mild thyroid issue or something so I'll have to give him medicine. But every time he goes in I'm always expecting them to be like#Sorry. Your Son Is Truly Doomed. or etc. so I'm always shocked when he's fine... a strange boy with many strange behaviors#so I can never tell if he's just Being Weird or if he's sick or soemthing ghjbjh#Also the bad thing about never ending summer heat is that when it IS finally cool for a few days. I don't want to do ANYTHING. It's like wh#n it's hot I feel too sick to do anything. And then when it's cooler I'm like 'OUU the first cool day in WEEKS.. i want to just relax and#fully ENJOY the coolness..'' So it's always constant warfare with my body like.. NO ..we cannot SLEEP. We must utilize this small patch#of Non Heatwave to finally be productive and finish things while we don't feel sick. But then it's like ''ohoho...to lay in the cold air of#the morning restfully.. i shall have a little nap with a blanket on for once.. perhaps.. tee hee'' Always at war with the Tired Sleepy#it seems. AAAANyway...... grr............ slowly finishing things. still usually missing my target writing goals..#Hopefully will have some actual art or costumes or something to post soon. Fumbling through the summer weather as usual lol
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my real favourite character is Nidhogg, Iâm only obsessed with Estinien bc heâs a hangers-on /jokes
#saint.txt#spoilers#major spoilers#no but for real dravanian lore is SO horrific if you actually look into it#and the depths Nidhogg dove to in his crusade and the level of harm he inflicted on his own children in service to it#in a lot of ways makes him worse than the Vault.#Nidhogg dies agonizingly without any real closure and scared of the end bc he has nothing left to go on for.#he *has* to die because nobody can move on for as long as he lives and thatâs a huge tragedy. despite everything heâs still a member#of a dwindling First Brood (half of which have died and were tortured at the hands of men). heâs still a father. a son. an uncle. a brother#his fanily still loves him even as they have to raise the blade over his neck. either him or Ishgard dies.#he isnât a villain just evil for the sake of it he has real motives and one of the deepest wells of love out of any character in the game.#and killing him doesnât even really fix anything. all of Ishgardâs problems are still there bc Nidhogg was not the cause.#sure it gives Ishgard a space to start fixing those problems butâŠthatâs not really saying much.#idk most MMOs pretty blindly just say you killed the big bad!! everythingâs cool now!! and itâs really poignant that HW didnât#you killed a grieving brother who was never able to move on. he found no closure in death. and in the process you made a lot of things#in Ishgard exponentially worse than they already were. his death isnât a victory.#itâs a long and awful and drawn out tragedy of a man who shouldnât have had to die.#he did a lot of awful things. but he was still family to a lot of people.#and he was a good person once. lots of his friends and family remember who he was before the grief tore him apart.#and you canât write Nidhogg or Estinien without considering the other bc theyâre the same person in almost every way.#enjoy my propoganda Nidhogg will be your favourite character too if I have anything to say abt it
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my overexcited personality has truly come to bite me in the ass i keep having to explain to men that i am not in love with them. like itâs literally just that i have about 2 friends so if you become my 3rd friend well weâre bound to talk a lot and become quite close quite fast i just have a lot of free time i didnât mean anything by it. sorry. put the wedding ring away please
#dont worry guys this time im navigating it well by texting my current new man friend that im not in love with him about once a week#i literally have never had this problem before in my life i thought my vibes were gross and offputting but it's not working anymore#(okay maybe it's just that i actually leave my house now so i like. talk to people. but still)#anyway it's the worst and i want it to stop i had to drunkenly scream at a guy last week because he would not take the hint#i'd already told him no Several Times but i had a panic attack in his general proximity that night and he saw it as flirting (im in hell)#personal
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i did like the hidden palace but (SPOILER if anyone hasn't read it?) i'm genuinely so annoyed at how Arbeely is handled like... I wish i could be sad but i'm just fucking irritated. I was overly invested in him and that's def why but i just feel like they did him dirty
#the golem and the jinni#i was scrolling goodreads and the take i kept seeing was 'oh I wish Arbeely could've had his family too bad the jinni FUCKED IT UP'#but idk that's just not how i read him. like thats not where i feel the problem is#his whole shtick is being content as the jinni's foil and like! things can change! but the way it's done leaves him totally unresolved#which in turn means the jinni's shit is also never getting resolved because there is like no way to#when Arbeely describes his future family in the first book it's all 'someday... vaguely...' and AGAIN! what you want can change!#and honestly it's really interesting and sad that he makes this sacrifice for the jinni#but it's a layer of complexity that like clashes with how little he is there for and how little the author's invested in him#and like the way the no marriage literally did not ruin his life at all... sure it sucked but the man is still like idk rich#what has continuously fucked with him throughout both books is that he wants (or at least spends half his page time thinking about)#emotional connection to the jinni in a human way#which is something the jinni cant\wont give him even though he's basically Arbeely's only close friend#(besides ig maryam who was rlly funny hinting at her dislike for the jinni like someone trying to get their friend to dump their toxic bf)#anyway the vibe in the first book is that he only thinks about wanting a wife when the jinni is being a dickhead#BECAUSE the jinni eases arbeelys loneliness by just being there because at the end of the day that's what humans need#but then it's made really weird in the second book by Arbeely getting 'trapped' by the jinni (and yet they just grow further apart)#which means that the only thing arbeely actually spent half his life discontent with and then literally died without is not a wife#it's emotional intimacy with the jinni. which is insane to me#arbeely is obviously already tragic but this seems TOO tragic entirely because the book doesn't give af about addressing it#if it was like a plot thing then all of the above would be fine and gutwrenching because it ties back into the jinnis self isolation#BUT IT'S NOT. like i get arbeely isn't that important to the plot but he was important to the jinni and the jinni was important to him#alsoo necessarily disclaimer i'm not trying to say he's in love with the jinni or anything like that#although a queer arbeely (divorced from the above idea) would also been interesting cuz I dont think the jinni has a grasp on homophobia#so idk theyd be keeping each others secrets (arbeely x the biscuit man? JOKE)#BUTTTT! I don't believe he needs romantic energy! him and the jinni having awful vibes up until arbeely's literal death is what bothers me#The jinni is a bad communicator ik but come on... not once? not even before the diagnosis? The jinni also thinks about how distant they are#could they not talk a little? for me? there are ways to do it within the bounds of their characters FOR SURE#im sure this is the point but i do dislike it either way. anyway sorry arbeely u remind me of my uncle#the hidden palace
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Iâm not gonna run out of my epilepsy medication #bless
#i have only like 3 weeks left rn#and have no pcp in Texas and until today no neurologist#when I called the office the receptionist had said there were no available appointments until June đ#but she was able to sneak me in this morning once I mentioned the medication thing#and this doctor was chill as hell too I already like him better than my old one#AND when I told him my old dr had me do bloodwork after every single visit he was pretty much like wtf#so confused that Iâd been on the same meds for more than a decade without issue and still was doing bloodwork that frequently#he said heâd rather listen to what his patients were feeling before deciding if bloodwork was actually necessary#which is always the problem I had with my old dr. he never fucking listened to me#rachel's ramblings
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*feels unsatisfied by The Witcher season 3 and the way it was told and edited and how everything in the end feels the farthest from earned anything could ever be* Hmm I better watch 15 different hour-long video essays about it so I can understand what it is Exactly that makes me so angry and unsatisfied about this show!
#i am feeling Very Normal about this#that said I'm currently watcjing 'Netflix's Witcher doesn't understand Destjny' by Alien Platypus#and he is really going in on the underlying themes of the books and the show and how the framing they used in the show kinda fucks it#it changes the story about how destiny is Not what drives people it's that people's choices and bonds drive them together#and That can lead to destiny but never the other way around because that's not earned#as in it doesn't earn the bonds the characters say they have#the show doesn't Show us that it only tells it by saying it but not by letting us actually feel it by showing it aaaah#f Uck#I really really want to read the books now tbh#anyway might link to this video essay in a reblog once I've finished watching it#the witcher#the witcher s3#this video essay was made before season 3 was even out but it's tackling the series as a whole and showing the underlying problems#that were already present in season 1 and 2#very insightful#colorousme says things#i forgor what my original tag was#ALSO THE PACING IN SEASON 3 FUCKING SUCKED AND THAT'S WHAT HAD ME GO hmm why does this suck....
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re that last post: honorable mention goes to the time the laws of mathematics changed but only where i was sitting
we were doing some statistics in class or i honestly don't even know anymore, but there was a complicated little equation. and i punched it into my calculator and it was Not the correct answer (which was on the whiteboard already)
so i said "ugh i probably put in the wrong numbers somewhere because i am chronically inattetive" because this has been happening to me since the dawn of time and was the cause of 90% of my point losses on math tests in middle school
so i did it again. and got the exact same answer again. "hey did i copy the equation correctly?" i did. i tried doing most of it by hand except for the part where i needed a calculator because i can't do square roots in my head. same answer. "hey maybe my calculator is broken" did some random equations, everything else was correct.
"ummmm professor, it's. i can't get the answer. i mean i can, but i can't, i- uh, come over here?"
i punched in the equation again. same result. "SEE? i did it all right!" and then i did it again at her request.
"hmm" the teacher said "you DID copy it over correctly and that was the right equation." "RIGHT??" i said, vindicated.
"well, keep trying." she said, and left, because she was an asshole.
i never did get the correct answer.
#the most probable cause i can think of is that my calculator was somehow broken?#but it never had a single problem before or after that#''ray why didn't you use your friend's calculator. or skip that question if it was already solved.''#because the teacher was an asshole with Very Strict Rules and we all lived in fear of her that's why#once me and my friend were a single minute late to her class and decided skipping the entire class would be preferable to braving it#seeing as once i was two minutes late to class (i was on the toilet)#and she made not only ME take an impromptu test#but also my poor classmate bence who said i was present at class when i wasn't physically in the classroom#fuck i felt so bad about that for days. he was worse at math than me
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The Motherfucking Lizard King
No one at work trusts my boss.Â
He's smart. He works hard. He's not trustworthy. He hasn't actually fucked anyone at work over, but he's ruined his last two marriages with affairs, and got dumped by his third fiance when he wouldn't sign a prenup. The fact that we all know this is just a hazard of working in a small town.Â
Anyway: The thought process of the people in the lab is that if he screwed over his first wife, and his second wife, and was probably planning on screwing over his third wife, it would be insane for him not to screw us over. After all, what kind of idiot treats their employees better than their spouse?Â
I dunno. His kind, I guess? He's had a few chances to fuck us over, and he hasn't taken them. Opposite really. When our parent company was doing furloughs, he stayed in the office almost a hundred hours, talking and talking and talking his way up the corporate ladder. And in the end, no one at our site got furloughed.Â
He's pulled strings like that before. And it baffles me, right? Because it really does make zero sense. He'll move the heavens and the earth for us, but his wife and kids are afterthoughts. It feels like any moment, he's going to look into the mirror and realize how stupid that is. It feels like I'm betting on him making the same stupid mistake again, and again, and again - like it would be less cynical to believe he was, eventually, going to stab me in the back. But he hasn't yet, and as far as I can tell he's been making that mistake for close to fifteen years, and it's already cost him everything it can. If he was going to learn, he would have by now.Â
So my position on him is that if he wanted to date someone I cared about, I'd warn them off. I don't trust him there. But I tentatively trust him to be my boss. Maybe one day he'll stick the knife in and twist, and everyone will say Ah, Babs, we warned you, but for now, I accept that he's doing a very predictable, very irrational thing, and I've made my peace with it.Â
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My job has glue traps.Â
No one likes the glue traps, but we don't have a lot of options. Poison's banned by state law, spring traps are banned by company safety, and several non-lethal options tried in the past failed to work. The mouse problem can get pretty bad if it's ignored, and there's some real health hazards in that. Our site has never had a positive hantavirus test, thank God, but the big base about a half hour away has. That guy's gonna be on oxygen the rest of his life.Â
If a mouse gets caught, we just euthanize it. But more than mice get stuck. Lizards can wander into those traps too, and the people working there have different feelings about the lizards. They don't pose nearly the same kind of risk mice do. They're chill little guys, and they keep the moths away, and they're justÂ
You know. They're friendly. There's something to be said about walking into a room, and hitting the light switch, and seeing two little guys on the wall start to do pushups as soon as they see you.Â
People used to just euthanize the lizards too, but I had pet leopard geckos as a kid and I couldn't take that so I wound up googling how to free animals from glue traps. Now, when a lizard gets stuck in a trap - which happens once or twice a week - I get some vegetable oil from the breakroom, and a little plastic fork, and I'll spend fifteen to twenty minutes just kind of gently prying the little guys out.Â
I have a team of technicians that help me operate one of the larger machines. They're real blue collar guys, ex-airforce, and they make me look like a little kid. Being an engineer means they'll look to me as a leader sometimes, which is a wild experience. And I started helping the lizards for my own conscience, but one of the crazier consequences of it has been that it seriously boosted my leadership cred. Because those guys see me, and they go: Hey. If he's willing to fight for a lizard, he's gotta be willing to fight for me.Â
I cannot overstate how nice that is. Most engineers that want to make a change to a maintenance practice, or try an upgrade, they have to work their asses off to get the techs to buy in. But I can just ask. They already trust me to do good. They know I'm new, and they know I'm not the smartest engineer in the building, but they also know I'm the one who gets lizards out of the glue traps.Â
And just because of that, they're willing to follow me.Â
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My boss has a meeting every month or two. It's typically basic house cleaning stuff - reminders about routines we've gotten lazy on, and updates on future projects. Maybe some warnings about problems coming from higher up in the company.
People are, in my opinion, a bit too cynical about the meetings. It stems from people not trusting our boss, which again, I understand, because it would make so much more sense if he wasn't trustworthy. It's a testament to the man's incredibly unhealthy priorities that he is. But as we made it to the end of the meeting, one of bullet points was:Â
Do NOT mess with animals in the building.Â
So I looked at my techs, and they looked at me, and when he got to the point, he was so scathing I actually just wanted to crawl under a rock and die. He said basically that he'd heard some reports about someone in the building handling animals that found their way in and got stuck, and that he just wanted to emphasize how insanely inappropriate that was, not to mention dangerous, and that if he needed to speak to anyone about it again, there would be severe consequences.Â
I was willing to just take the shame and move on. I was. But one of my techs is old. Old enough he could've retired two years ago. And his actual literal goal is to one day get angry, yell at someone, and storm out. That's how he wants to retire. So instead of biting his tongue like everyone else, he stood up and said: I hate the glue traps. You hate the glue traps. We all hate glue traps. But we've all sat here for years, ignoring the little things that get stuck in them, watching them die, and then Bab's comes in, and he is the first person in decades to give enough of a shit to start pulling the lizards out. And I don't want him to stop.Â
Get humane traps or shut up but we are not going back to the old way of just letting things starve.Â
And my boss actually froze up. He got all wide eyed and stared at Marc, and then the other techs jumped in, and there was a very small but intense rebellion in the meeting and my boss kept trying to interrupt while getting absolutely bowled over by this gang of angry middle aged air force vets, and eventually he just wentÂ
I will speak with Babylon about this afterwards! After! And then he will speak with everyone else, but I have more points to cover.Â
So they went silent, and my boss rushed through the last five minutes, and we all adjounred. The techs really didn't like that I was going in alone - they thought our boss was going to try and shout me into compliance. Marc in particular was like, Look, if he tries bullying you, stand your ground, and if he threatens anything, just come get us, and we'll give him hell.Â
So armed with that, I went to my boss's office. I sat in the chair across from him, and he kept his composure for maybe five seconds before just flopping back into his chair.Â
I had no idea you were saving lizards, he said, but I'm glad you are. I always hated seeing them die in the glue. Â
I wasn't expecting that. I was about to ask him what the comment from the meeting was about then, but he answered that before I even got the chance.
A snake got into the building last week, and - someone picked it up and chased a coworker around. Turns out that coworker was severely afraid of snakes, and now it's a shitshow. We're a small site, and now I can't ask those two to work together anymore, to say nothing about how the snake fared after all that. Being upset about that is a reasonable thing, right?Â
And he gave me a look like he actually wanted an answer, so I said Yeah, totally, chasing a coworker around with a snake is a dick move. Especially if that coworker is already afraid of snakes.Â
And he said Exactly! and then we sat there a few moments longer. He looked so incredibly tired that I did, actually, feel kind of bad for him. And then he somehow managed to sink even further into his chair, and said
Look, I know I'm not a good guy. But I'm not evil. I'm not some sort of crazy asshole that's going to demand that everyone watch lizards starve to death. When you go back downstairs, could you try to pass that on? That I'm not evil?Â
I said Sure because it wasn't a hard request, and he looked relieved. I actually made it halfway out before I realized I had a question.Â
Who grabbed the snake? I asked.Â
Not supposed to talk about it, he said. But whoever comes to mind first is probably right.Â
ThatGuy? I asked. And he looked me in the face, nodded his head yes, and said No.Â
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The techs seemed a little disappointed that they didn't get to storm the boss's office, but were otherwise in good spirits. They were actually a little bit embarrassed to hear about the snake story - apparently, it wasn't much of a secret. It'd just slipped their minds because it happened three weeks ago.Â
We did maintenance after that, the same basic repairs we did every week. The meeting had been stressful and it was a relief to work with my hands. When the parts were reinstalled, everything cleaned and smooth and ready to go, Marc found me again.Â
You know what the lesson of today is? he asked. And there were quite a few answers to that that I could have taken - from don't assume the worst of people to be careful with how you spend your trust - we all need it more than we think.Â
But instead I said what? because I wanted to hear what his answer was going to be.Â
That I got your back, he said. Then he clapped one very, very large hand on my shoulder, gave it a good squeeze, and walked back to dosimetry lab.
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The next day, Marc gave me a package and told me to open it in my office. I was suspicious, but I followed the request.
Cardboard gave way to a small baggie, obviously full of fabric, which opened to reveal a t-shirt that read
"I Am the Motherfucking Lizard King."
I looked at it, I loved it, and then I got an idea. I went to my boss's office and knocked on the door. When he opened it, I asked him if he would be willing to allow something very unprofessional to happen for morale building purposes.
How unprofessional? he asked. I held the shirt up in answer. He gave the shirt a short look over and snorted.
You can wear it on weeks without customers, he said. Which just so happened to include that week.
I'll pass on that it came with your blessing, I replied, and he looked oddly relieved.
Thanks, he said. And then I went downstairs.
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The techs were very, very happy to see the shirt. And while my boss's reputation remains in tatters, and probably will be until he moves (or dies), the next time there was a meeting, there was quite a bit less complaining about how mere presence. Which is, I guess, a start.
We'll see if he squanders it.
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Oh my god i just realised how fucking funny the guys i just posted backstory's are
#sable just straight up leaves before he gets to even hear an inch of the âvillainsâ motivations#all he'll ever know is that a fish an anime cat girl hologram and a nonbinary child tried to ruin his life for âno reasonâ#price only ever experiences getting murdered once in a genocide run#mainly bc he was a fucking shopkeeper you had to unlock#BUT ONE DEATH AND THIS MAN IS ALREADY RESOLVED THAT THE ONLY WAY TO FIX HIS PROBLEMS IS CHILD MURDER#these backstories are dragged up from a bargain bin and i love that#someone please remind me to draw some of this#moxx's contemplations#oc garbage
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Prettier When Messy!
Synopsis. They arenât afraid to get messy while making a mess of you, in fact, they love it - in all sorts of ways.
Pairing. Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, brĂ©eding, really messy, light pĂșssy-smacking (Nanamiâs), spĂtting, cĂșmplay like a LOT of it, squĂrting, oral (female + male receiving), fĂngering, overstĂm, jealousy (Gojoâs), some HEINOUS things, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 3.6k
A/N. Wrote this nâ then had to have a run in the rain for a spiritual deep-cleanse.Â
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - Big nâ scary? No problem!
Now, Toji wouldnât consider himself to be a nice man. But to be honest, the way youâre looking up at him with such adorably teary eyes, lips wobbling so nervously at his rock-hard cock, has got his heart lurching ever-so-slightly. And as does his swollen dick.Â
âWhatâs wrong, doll?â he caresses your cheek, like the shameless bastard he is. Heavy balls twitching at the way he catches your sloppy pussy clenching in- anticipation? Fear? Both? âNervous?â
âI um-â And oh if Toji thought he was painfully hard before then he wasnât ready for that delirious little nod you give him.Â
Ah, it never gets old. He loved this effect on you - how cute it was that you were so cockdrunk already, letting out a few whines. A few complains about how he was too big. And he knew exactly what to do about it.Â
âSpread those legs some more, pretty.âÂ
And you barely even get the time to react before Tojiâs impatiently wrestling open your legs so shamefully for him. Taking in one long look at how perfect you were for him - quivering and leaking so sinfully onto the sheets below - before spitting once. Twice. Thrice.Â
Missing on purpose to let a steady stream of saliva and slick trail filthily down your quivering thighs. So debauched and wet for him - and if Toji was any less of a man heâd just fuck your pretty pussy right then and there.Â
But, no. Oh no, instead, with a low hiss, he rests his swollen dick on your stomach, letting you gape at him in awe. How he was so hot and heavy on you.Â
âSee?â Toji muses, voice so infuriatingly even for someone that was leaking thick, hot precum all over your stomach. âNothing to be afraid of. In fact, mâjust gonna be right-â He traces his finger down your tummy, resting right above an invisible line where his fat tip was. âHere.â Pressing down. Hard.Â
You jerk at the pressure, jolting - God, you shouldâve known that Toji would fuck so mean. Playing around with the pretense of âcomforting youâ to tease you. To watch the way you keen and gasp at his movements.Â
âBut-â your breath hitches as he smears his precum all over your skin. So fucking sloppy, having way too much fun than he actually should - all at your expense.
âNo buts, jusâ told ya, mâgirl.â Toji chuckles darkly, leaning down to whisper hotly against your ear. Cock twitching so ferally on top of you at the way your voice cracks so adorably at the end, tinged with desperation. âNâ now, Iâve had enough of being nice so are ya gonna take it am I gonna have to make ya?â
And nothing more is said - by either of you.Â
Because with that, it seems the last bit of Tojiâs patience - or his restraint - has snapped at the sight of you splayed out so deliciously, too much for him. You, his favorite meal - gaping at his thick cock, all needy and messy with his precum - how could a man possibly say no?
âOh! Fuck fuck fuck- sâtoo-â you squeal deliriously as he slides his angry tip between your swollen folds.Â
Stretching you to your limits. Mindlessly pushing in quick, purposeful little grinds to bully his massive cock inside your tight pussy. Each movement getting more and more erratic than the last. More desperate. Sloppier.Â
So debauched and dirty. Â
And Toji - oh heâs just in heaven - letting out a deep, guttural groan as he just barely bottoms out. Heavy balls smacking your ass, those tufts of hair at his base scratching your throbbing clit just right. Thumb stroking that sinful little line of precum heâd made - and where he could feel himself bulging inside you.Â
âHey, doll, ya think I can go even deeper?â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - To clean
You donât know what makes you flinch more - the way Nanami was buried dizzyingly nose-deep in your cunt, lapping so greedily at your sweet sweet juices, or the way he just stops.
âK-Kento?â you whisper breathlessly, mind reeling from both the way you were so close and the final, deep kiss your husband gives to your swollen clit. Grinning at the way your hips jerk mindlessly in protest as he pulls away. âWhy did you-â
And whatever disappointed whine dies in your throat at the heavenly sight before you - and oh it was so hard to look at Nanami without wishing he was back in-between your thighs. Hair ever-so-slightly disheveled, glasses sliding down his nose, venturing dangerously towards where your slick was glossing so prettily over his lips, all the way up, up, up-
ââWhyâ, my love?âÂ
That snaps you out of your little reverie, and no sooner are the words out of Nanamiâs mouth before heâs leaning in - capturing yours. So sloppy and desperate.Â
You let out a muffled moan at the way you were tasting yourself and him and you. So sweet that you wondered which one of you tasted this addictive.Â
âNow now,â and then heâs pulling away, angry cock twitching so painfully at your broken little whimper. âDonât get too greedy.â As if you could be anything but.Â
And maybe if you were in any better state of mind, youâd have said anything about the pure disrespect shining so uncharacteristically in Nanamiâs eyes. About how utterly mean he was being as he slid his fat, weeping head up and down your swollen folds. All the way from the base, just grazing your throbbing clit.Â
âI dunno if you deserve this, my love.â Nanami gives your quivering pussy a little smack! as if it was a little punishment, letting your slick smear all over his fingertips. âYouâve just been so messy- just look at my glasses.â
And oh, you canât look away.Â
Because your juices were blurring his glass, dripping so enticingly off of it that whatever rational little part of you thought it was on purpose. Absent-mindedly, you wondered how Nanami could see a damn thing. Seemingly moving on sheer instinct as he slides a long finger along the frame. Slowly.Â
âI- want it sâbad, Ken- Give it to me.â
Several things happen at once, and before you know it, Nanamiâs shoving his fingers inside your mouth. Muffling your fucked-out moan as he immediately presses into your heavenly pussy. Not even bothering to ease you into it this time before heâs thrusting into you. Rough. Again. And again and-
âThey were expensive, yâknow.â Nanami presses right in the back of your tongue, just loving how adorably you gag and moan around him. âThe least you can do is clean me off.â
And you donât have to be asked twice - or at all, really.Â
Because youâre sucking and swirling your tongue around Nanamiâs warm fingers like theyâre your favorite candy. Looking him right in the eyes with such a deceivingly innocently, matching the pace of his hips in and out in and out in and- âSuch a cute lilâ slut fâme, my love. When youâre all done with that, take care of mâcock too, yâgot it very, very messy.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Hairband.
When Geto ties his hair back, you know youâre not going to be let off easy. Why would you?
It just means heâll have no mercy - have you folded in half and stuffed full of his thick cock, begging and crying to just let you cum. It felt pathetic, really, but at this point you were too far gone - babbling delirious little pleas while he rocked his dick into your plushy cunt. Relentlessly.
âPlease please please- hngh- Sugu- mâso close.â you whine, hips bucking wildly. Tears streaming down your face, your snug pussy clenching so tight that some part of Geto almost wanted to tease you for it.Â
âAwww, poor baby. You wanna cum?â he coos, voice so mockingly innocent. Barely audible over the blood roaring in your ears. âYâknow what I always hah- sayâŠâ
And despite his words, Geto sounds as fucked-out as you - because, hell, heâs been torturing himself just as much as he was your poor cunt. Cock rock-hard and so so angry inside your heavenly pussy, teasing his orgasm while he waited for you to explode with yours.Â
Sobbing out, âI- hngh- I know!â Breath hitching at the way his heavy balls sting your ass with each thrust. Sure to leave marks for tomorrow - his fingers on your hips, yours running down his sculpted back. âWan- me to- hah- squirt, fâyou. I wanâ to.â
God, it was so hard to not paint your pretty pussy white already.Â
Instead, Getoâs capturing your swollen lips with his - partially because they were irresistible, partially because he really needed to shut up those cute lilâ whines right now.
âNot just squirt.â he moans against your lips. Fingers frenzied - almost painful - on your throbbing clit now. âWanâ you to fuckinâ cover me in it- fuck-â
And he seems so content, smug about the way you flinch each time he yells out little profanities into your mouth. At the way youâre so cockdrunk, barely even realizing the soft ah! ah! ah! leaving your mouth each time he hit your poor, abused g-spot. Finger frenzied on your clit - not even bothering to draw those steady little circles anymore, just lewd little patterns to get you off.Â
He wanted this. Needed this so bad - needed to have you cover him with your sweet sweet juices until itâs glistening all over him. Unforgiving. Geto Suguru was absolutely unforgiving.Â
And, well, cover him you do.
Because no matter how much you might babble out those adorable little protests, Geto knew your pretty pussy well. Almost too well.Â
Well enough to know that youâll have your orgasm crashing through you. So hard and borderline violent that itâs all you can do to claw at his back in an effort to get him to fucking slow down. That familiar little song and dance.Â
Because Geto didnât stop until he was all glistening with your essence - absolutely depraved in the act. His pretty girl was so gorgeous squirting all over him. Only milking his painfully hard cock on your trembling pussy harder.Â
Everywhere. See, the hairband always comes in handy. And Geto wouldnât want to be anywhere but here right now, letting your juices smear all over his aching dick, to his abs - darting all the way to his lower face.
It was so messy. So debauched - it sends Geto over the edge as well. Pumping thick, hot ropes of cum that paint your pussy white. Loving how fucking sloppy your pretty lilâ cunt was as it sucked up everything so greedily. Again and again-
âHey, gorgeous.â Geto mutters, tongue darting out to get a taste of the slick coating his lower lip. Honestly, he doubted you could even hear him with how fucked-out you were. âCan yâ do it on mâtongue, too?â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - You look good in white
âFuck fuck fuck, open wider fâme, baby-â Choso groans, angling his head just right to catch the way your throat bulges so obscenely around his swollen cock. Watching the way it goes in and out in and out in and-
You were so gorgeous like this - you always were - but here on your knees, nose pressed firmly against the small tufts of black hair at his toned pelvis, he thinks youâve never looked better.Â
Now all he has to do is hold off until the best bit.
But it was so difficult when youâre shoving yourself down inch by fucking inch. Milking Chosoâs aching cock for all heâs worth. So greedy with the way you were gagging and choking so prettily around his thick cock. Swirling your tongue under his sensitive slit just the way you knew he liked.Â
And oh it has Choso feeling like he could just pass out. He could just feel the way you were smirking - knowing exactly what you were doing.
âSh-shit.â he gasps, fingers trembling on your hair as he fucks your mouth like his own personal fucktoy. âYa hngh- like this, huh?â Thighs quivering, hips stuttering deeper into your hot mouth. âLike me using that s-smart mouth like ha- this?â
The only response he gets are your nails dragging down his milky hips, leaving angry, red marks in their wake. A warning - a request. One that Choso knew was a sign that you needed to taste him - to have him.Â
One that had him speeding up his sloppy thrusts, over and over- Abs aching with the movement, veins throbbing at a maddening little thump! thump! thump! against the roof of your mouth.Â
âOh- Oh fuck! Feels sâgood-â he babbles, hips bucking up involuntarily into your slutty mouth. âShit shit shit oh-.âÂ
Faster. Deeper. Sanity held together only by a delicate tether - one that snaps when you look up at him with those beautiful eyes, moaning around Chosoâs cock like you were begging him to ruin you.Â
Oh and then Chosoâs cumming and cumming so hard he thinks he mightâve just died and gone to heaven right there. And you - you were such an angel, tears stinging your eyes, drool dripping down the corner of your mouth.Â
Mixing with his cum in such a sinful combination as he spills desperately into you, shooting thick, hot spurts of seed down your waiting throat.Â
So fucking filthy.Â
Only getting filthier when that feral, debauched part of Choso really canât help but pull out ever-so-slightly. He chuckles at the way your eyes widen in surprise when he smacks his weeping dick all over your face.
Ah, this was his favorite part - always was. And he canât even think to bring himself to be disgusted as he smears his seed all over your face. Twitching angrily in his fist at the way it drips down all over your chin, forming a lewd little pool on the floor. So, so pretty for him.Â
âNow now,â Choso lets out a guttural grunt, balls squeezing so painfully at the ruined state of you. âWanâ see if I can hah- mess up this cunt jusâ the same, baby.â
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - Wipe those tears!
Your only problem was that Sukuna was as mean as he was absolutely filthy.Â
âAww, pretty baby.â Those words would be reassuring - but you knew better. Because his tone was just dripping with something so dangerous - something that had you feeling more and more like Sukunaâs little toy. âI thought you could give me another one.â
âB-but-â you gasp. âSâtoo much, Kuna, donât think-â
âYou will. Or-â he cuts you off, fighting that feral, cruel little urge to shove his entire dick in your snug cunt. No care or concern for those big, frustrated tears welling up in your eyes. âIâll just make you. Your choice.â
God, you could almost sob - maybe from the way Sukuna was chuckling at your expense. Maybe from the way he was pushing in shallow, determined little thrusts to fit inside your tight pussy. Trying to fuck out- which number orgasm was this again? Ah, you donât even know - and Sukuna doesnât care.Â
Heâs had you creaming around his fingers- his tongue- his thigh. And now, all he wants is for you to cum on his dick. You could almost feel his weeping tip graze your cervix already and- was he even halfway in, yet?
âNope.â Sukuna hums, leaning down to those tears rolling down your cheek. Shit, did you say that out loud? âMaybe mânot even a quarter inside your pretty cunt. Why donât yâtake a look for yourself, brat?â
And it seemed like Sukuna was well and fully intent on driving you insane. Because no sooner have you craned your neck to take a glance, youâre met with the most sinful sight youâve ever seen - your swollen folds stretched so obscenely around his weeping tip, soaked with precum and sucking him up so eagerly. Sukunaâs fingers toying deftly with your sensitive clit, rolling it between his fingers.
Which really made sense why he loved this little routine - have you pathetically pretending you couldnât cum for him again, acting like your slutty lilâ pussy wasnât trying to fucking milk him dry. He loves it. Loves the way your mind is telling you to run away but your needy cunt wants more more more-
âEnough of the games now.â he tuts, wrapping a hand around your neck, pulling down down down onto his thick cock.Â
And you can only keen in response, tears streaming down your face faster because his cock too big. The stretch too sinful. Prominent veins grazing your plushy walls in a maddening bump! bump! bump! you were losing your mind to.Â
Sukuna wants you to cum- he needs you to. More badly than he wants to cum. Thumb just erratic on your clit, so sloppy and needy.
And then youâre cumming and cumming so hard that sensitive little tears roll down your cheeks. Not even realizing it at first, barely registering the stars behind your eyes, white-hot pleasure shooting up your cunt. Over and over-
Sukuna quickly darts out his tongue to lick them away. Long, languid stripes up your face. So fucking sloppy with it on purpose. But you canât even bring yourself to be disgusted. Mind reeling with how good you felt and those sharp fingernails resting right over your racing pulse.Â
Dangerous. A warning.Â
As if Sukuna would kill you if you didnât take his cock - when he was the one that actually felt like dying right now.Â
Because you were too cute like this, cockdrunk and milking him greedily inch by fucking inch. So fucking tight. Enough to give the king of curses heart palpitations, honestly.Â
A full-on heart attack when he finally bottoms out. Ramming the rest of his length in one quick, harsh thrust.Â
He smacks his lips, savoring the salty taste of your tears. Some tiny part of his cold heart so fucking proud. He knew his lilâ slut could give him another one - you always do. âDry up those tears, brat. Because I havenât cum yet.â
⥠GOJO SATORU - âTo think of me~â
âT-Toru, I really need to go-â
âNo no no- fuck mâso close, sweetheart.â Gojo gasps into your mouth. Hips so frenzied and sloppy against yours, squeezing his throbbing cock in you like a man possessed. The idea of stopping not even close in his pussydrunk mind.Â
Itâs been this way for so long now, and youâd only been halfway out the door before Gojo was pulling you back into the bedroom. That lilâ sundress was way too pretty that he just had to hike it up your hips and pull aside your drenched panties. Making sure to stuff your pretty pussy full.Â
And, well, the fact that you were going to meet one of your old guy friends might have had something to do with it, too.Â
Hey, even the strongest gets jealous sometimes. And Gojo is so sloppy when he is. Hips stuttering and bucking wildly into yours. All filthy desperation where he was usually so suave in bed.
He just canât help but make a mess of your dripping cunt, reeling back to watch the way your sloppy hole struggles to take all of him. Glistening and trying to milk the soul out of him in the dim lighting. In and out in and out in and-
Youâre letting out such a pathetic whine, âBut- mâso-â
âClose?â
âLate.â
Of course, Gojo rolls his eyes with the audacity of someone that wasnât the reason youâll have to make up some excuse about traffic being awful this time around. Instead, heâs rolling his thumb over your sore clit , breath hot against your ear, âGuess mâgonna have to hurry up then, hm?â
Itâs all thatâs said before heâs fucking into you deliriously. Faster. Deeper. Bouncing you on the plush mattress like some slut.Â
Scoffing, âYâshould just stay home.â Hips snapping ever the more mercilessly with each word. âStay with me insead. Iâm sure she-â He gives your pussy a quick, sharp smack! laughing at the way youâre moaning breathlessly. â-definitely agrees.âÂ
âShit- feels sâgood hah- shit shit-â
So fucking sloppy. Like he was trying to fuck the idea of staying home into you - each thrust so harsh. Running on pure jealousy and the feeling of your heavenly cunt wrapped around him. Unforgiving.Â
âToru- mâgonna cum- Iâm so-â And it only makes sense that your orgasm was the same. Nothing but white-hot pleasure behind your eyes, and itâs so good that youâre pulling Gojo closer by his toned hips. Being late be damned because youâre cumming so hard youâre sure you see the pearly gates of heaven itself.
Or maybe that was just Gojo - tears pricking his eyes as he cums with such a strangled gasp of what sounds like your name. Thick, white ropes that gush out of your snug pussy, smearing all over his sensitive balls.Â
It feels so heavenly that Gojo really canât help but check if it looks that way too.Â
Thumbing apart your folds to watch the way his seed spills out of you, so fucking filthy as it pools on the fresh sheets. So bloated and messy with him. Pulling out ever-so-slightly like he was torn between milking out every last drop of cum on your cute pussy and making a mess of your panties.
The latter wins, apparently. Because heâs painting your panties white, shooting out thick spurts of cum that smear all over your legs. So drenched and flimsy that it was almost difficult for Gojo to snap them playfully back in place.
âSomething to remember me by when you go. Have fun~â
A/N. Plagiarism not authorized.
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