#I swear I'm such a pathetic simp for this man

[aiza-luna]

Ok everyone... HEAR ME OUT-

Is it just me, or Aiden's face is really squishy?

[emberuby]

you deserve better | l.hs

pairing: lee heeseung x fem! reader

summary: heeseung overhears you crying about your asshole of a boyfriend. he'd do anything to show you how much better you deserve.

warnings: best friend's brother! heeseung, age gap (hee is 3 years older), mentions of body shaming, heavy insecurity, toxic ex, infidelity but it's deserved, soft dom! heesung, simp heesung, sub! reader, thigh riding, oral (f receiving), vaginal sex, missionary, creampie, sort of angst?, hurt comfort, not proofread.

wc: 4.7k

“Stop being such a pussy and break up with him already,” Sunoo groaned, rolling his eyes at the ceiling. Hojung slapped him on the shoulder and glared fiercely. She felt a surge of frustration on your behalf at Sunoo's nonchalant attitude.

“Sunoo! That’s not helping,” Hojung snarled, her eyes filled with annoyance as she looked at him, but they softened when she turned back to you.

You looked utterly miserable, eyes red and puffy from crying. Your hair was a mess, and your mascara was smeared in blotchy streaks across your cheeks from constantly rubbing your face.

You had recently discovered that your boyfriend of six months was growing bored of your relationship, especially your sex life. You knew it was a trivial thing to cry over, and Sunoo was right. Breaking up with him would be the simplest solution to end this cycle of misery.

“Come on, I'm just being real. He’s clearly not worth it. He humiliates you in front of his friends, sexualises you in front of them, mocks your weight, and can’t even make you orgasm but has the audacity to say the sex is boring? Hojung, why haven’t we kicked his ass yet?” Sunoo folded his arms across his chest and scowled, imagining the worst possible things happening to your boyfriend.

Hojung looked deflated as she slowly nodded, agreeing with everything Sunoo said. She grabbed your hand softly and looked at you with pure sympathy. “Y/N, I hate seeing you like this. Why are you still with him?”

You hiccuped, feeling on the verge of tears again at her worried tone. Despite hating to burden your best friends with your problems, they had been persistent in getting you to open up about what had been happening since they noticed your change in demeanour over the past few weeks.

You had been unusually quiet and dejected, often barricading yourself in your room. Sunoo and Hojung decided to hold an intervention, and now here you were, tipsy off a few seltzers, spilling everything that had been plaguing your relationship onto them. At first, they were angry with you for not telling them sooner, but now their focus was solely on your cunt of a boyfriend.

“I don’t know,” you sniffed, “I have no idea why I’m still with a man who makes me so utterly insecure. I guess I think…I won’t be able to find someone if I were to leave him. I’ve never had guys go after me so a small part of me thinks I should just deal with this because what other choice do I have?” You knew you sounded pathetic, but at this point, you couldn’t care less. 

“Is that what he told you?” Sunoo asked, now matching Hojung’s level of rage.

You stayed silent, but the answer was yes. Your boyfriend always told you how lucky you were to be in a relationship with him given how dull and flawed you were. Before this relationship, you couldn’t remember having this many confidence issues, but ever since he came into your life, you can’t help but believe his words. Maybe you were so undesirable that this is your one and only chance for a relationship. 

“Snap out of it, Y/N! None of what you said was true. You are beautiful and so incredible." Hojung furrowed her eyebrow and drunkenly yelled, “I will kill that bastard for making you feel this way, I swear!”

“Oh! But if I said that, you’d call me all sorts of dramatic,” Sunoo scoffed.

“Yeah, because you would actually mean it,” Hojung retorted, snapping her fingers in front of Sunni’s face. It made you flashback to your early high school days when Sunoo would go after boys who teased you, usually by physically confronting them in the courtyard.

“I…You’re right. Both of you. I will break up with him, soon. I just hope I’m not such a coward that I chicken out like last time,” you used the ends of your sweater to wipe the tears away from your eyes, not caring anymore about the mascara stains that were being left on the fabric.

“You’re telling me you tried to break up with him before and didn’t follow through?” Hojung gasped. 

Before you could answer, you heard footsteps approaching. Turning around, you saw Lee Heeseung, Hojung’s older brother. Despite knowing he was off-limits, you couldn’t help but get nervous and infatuated every time he was around. Ever since you met him at thirteen, you’ve had a crush on him that was all too obvious to Hojung, not that she ever commented on it.

Perhaps it was slightly more than a tiny crush, but either way, you knew your place and never sought after him. Even if he wasn’t your best friend’s older brother, you knew he was way above your league. He carried himself with a confidence and beauty you could only dream of possessing.

It had been a year since you’d last seen Heeseung. He went off to a university in Europe but came back periodically to visit his family. Now that he was almost graduating and had more free time, he decided to come home for a few months and was staying at your and Hojung’s apartment for the week to catch up with his baby sister. 

Hojung snapped her head up at him, furrowing her eyebrows. “Heeseung! What do you need? We’re having a private conversation,” she scolded. 

Heeseung came up behind her to ruffle her hair, much to her annoyance. “You need to watch how much you drink,” he said sternly. 

“Ugh, I didn’t drink that much. I’m fine. Now go away!” She slurred.

“Fine!” Heeseung raised his arms slightly in surrender, “I just came to get some water.”

Heeseung looked down into your eyes, mesmerising you. You held eye contact for a moment before you got too nervous and tried to find anywhere else to look. Although his stare was rather intense and mostly unreadable, there was a hint of concern etched on his expression. “You okay?” He asked.

You nodded meekly, face heating up at the embarrassment of him having to see you in this state—a crying and babbling mess over a boyfriend who clearly wasn’t worth your tears. You tried to lower your gaze so it wouldn’t be so obvious to him, but it was mostly useless.

Heeseung walked over to the fridge and took out four water bottles. When he came back to the table, you felt him behind you, and the heat emanating off his body was all too noticeable. Your breathing became irregular as he leaned over from behind you to place the water bottles on the table. 

Hojung took a swig of water and suddenly tumbled out of her seat, running towards the kitchen to empty the contents of her stomach into the sink. You stood up to hold her hair back, followed by a worried but calm Heeseung. 

“How much did she drink?” Heeseung asked.

You kept your mouth shut, but Sunoo didn’t seem to have a problem with tattling as he said, “A few seltzers, a bottle of soju, three shots of tequila,” he grabbed a can from Hojung’s side of the table and inspected it, “And a beer?”

“Fucking hell,” you heard Heeseung murmur under his breath. “Hojung, what is your problem? You know you’re a lightweight.”

Hojung just groaned back, too dishevelled to say anything. You placed your palm on her forehead and felt it burn. 

“Alright, that’s enough, let’s wrap it up. Hojung, go to bed,” Heeseung scolded. 

“Sunoo, I’ll call you an Uber and—,” you started.

“No, he can stay and sleep on the couch, it’s too late. All of you go clean yourselves up and go to sleep,” Heeseung instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Heeseung and Sunoo led Hojung back to her room, holding onto her by the shoulders.  

You were sitting alone at the table now, scattered with empty cans of cheap alcohol and glass bottles of half-empty liquor. It was half past midnight, and although you desperately wanted to sleep, your mind was still plagued with the thoughts of how you were going to break up with the man who was poisoning your life.

You hadn’t even realised that Heeseung sat across from you until you felt him grab the drink can from your hand. He looked over to you disapprovingly, but also worried. 

“Hojung and Sunoo both went to bed, you should too,” he said quietly. His voice was so soft and soothing that it did make you want to fall asleep to the sound of it.

“I don’t think I can.”

Heeseung had heard everything you said, and he was doing a rather good job at hiding just how enraged he was at your scum of a boyfriend. Not to mention how angry he was at the words you said about yourself. It made him want to grab you by the shoulders and tell you in detail just how gorgeous and desirable you were, right after breaking the jaw of the man who made you cry like this.

If it were up to him, you would never cry unless it’s from pleasure from how good he made you feel. 

He snapped out of his crude thought. “Your boyfriend sounds like a real charmer,” he said sarcastically. 

You looked away from him, embarrassed, “So I guess you heard everything?”

“Sorry,” he said all too unapologetic, “I’m not the type to eavesdrop, I swear.”

“It’s fine. I just don’t want you to think I’m pathetic. I swear I’ll break up with him tomorrow.”

“I don’t think you’re pathetic at all, just misguided. You think way too low of yourself.” His stare made you feel so small. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Y/N.”

Your face heated up like crazy. You finally looked back up into his eyes and Heeseung felt amused at your flustered and shocked face. You were adorable beyond your comprehension. 

“You don’t know how many men would do anything to have you.” Present company included, Heeseung thought. 

You shook your head, chuckling weakly, “You don’t have to say that.”

His eyes went dark now, frustrated at how you didn’t believe him. He leaned over the table to grab your hand. It was comforting and far too gentle for you to have reacted by flinching at the sudden touch. “I mean it, Y/N. You deserve so much better than him,” he lowered his voice and whispered, “You deserve to feel good. A man who can’t pleasure his woman is what’s actually pathetic.”

You had no idea what to say at that, your body going stiff at his insinuating words and the feeling of his thumb rubbing over your hand. 

He smiled tenderly at you, trying to soothe your worries. “I could show you what it feels like to be taken care of.” He leaned closer towards you now, and you felt yourself leaning as well. “Come sit over here,” he patted his lap.

You had no idea what you were thinking when you stood up from your seat and began walking towards him, but you felt him pulling you in. In these months of misery and heartbreak, Heeseung’s comforting presence was magnetic and you couldn’t stop yourself from getting close to him.

You stood in front of him, and he gently held your waist to pull you down to sit over his lap, legs scandalously spread in front of his pelvis. You felt yourself heat up even more, especially the in-between of our legs. You were wearing pyjama shorts and a baggy white shirt, no bra. Heeseung snaked his arms up your back and pushed you even closer so your chest was flush with his. 

You were flustered at the feeling of your tits pressed up against him, and your shorts dampening ever so slightly with your arousal. 

“I bet I could be a better kisser than him,” Heeseung whispered. 

Your faces were so close now that one slight push would have your lips pressed up against each other. “We…We can’t do this Heeseung,” you managed to say.

“There’s nothing wrong with it,” He cupped your face, “you’re going to break up with anyways.”

“No, that’s not it,” you bit your lip and reached up, grasping onto his shoulder, “It just feels…I don’t know if Hojung will be happy with me—”

He placed a finger over your mouth, “Shh, enough of that. She doesn’t matter right now, and you do. What is it that you want?”

You leaned into his palm, ever so hypnotised by his stare. You stayed silent, your mind thinking of all the ways this may hurt Hojung. What if she thought of you as betraying her? You’ve always had feelings for him, but what if you succumbed to your desires as just a means of using him to get over your heartbreak? You cared far too much about Heeseung to do that to him. What if he just wanted to use you? 

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Heeseung grabbed you tightly by the hips, making you rub your pelvis against his, not helping at all with your wave of arousal. You held back a whimper. “Tell me, gorgeous. What do you want?”

“I want you,” you finally pushed yourself against his lips. It didn’t take long for Heeseung to hold your head and push his tongue inside your mouth. The way he was using his tongue was making you hazy, not being able to suppress your noises any longer. It was rough and passionate. A fiery passion you weren’t used to. 

“Stay quiet, baby. Don’t want to wake anyone up, right?”

You nodded weakly, but you weren’t sure if you were going to be able to keep that promise. His tongue now latched onto your jaw and you clasped your lips together to hold back your whimper. Your squirming made Heeseung’s cock harden and stand up, and you began feeling sensitive to the feeling of his erection pressing up against you. 

It was almost involuntary the way you began grinding against his crotch, and you felt desperate. His lips were now on your neck and he grabbed a handful of your ass, steadily pushing you back and forth on his thighs. It made you see stars. 

It was embarrassing how you felt yourself nearing your orgasm just by this. You have been so sexually deprived and neglected it made you sensitive to real and passionate intimacy. It was in the feeling of your clit pressing against the fabric of your panties, and Heeseung’s hand inside your shirt playing and palming at your tits. Your nipples hardened at the pressure.

Fuck, you were going to cum practically untouched.

You quickened your pace, your hips beginning to tire as you started chasing the high.

“Are you going to cum, baby?” Heeseung whispered. You nodded meekly, not being able to speak a word. He gripped your hips, halting your movements. “Why don’t you take off your panties and ride my thigh? It will feel so much better.”

Although you were frustrated by having your pleasure taken away from you, you stood up on unbalanced legs in front of him once more. He put two fingers into the hem of your shorts and pulled you towards him. He leaned his head towards your leg and began placing kisses on your thigh as you felt your shorts slide down your legs and eventually pool on the floor.

“You’re fucking drenched,” you felt him place his fingers on the wet spot on your panties and whimpered at the feeling. “Have you ever been eaten out?”

You shook your head. Your boyfriend was the first sexual relationship you had, and he never seemed to be interested in making you feel pleasurable. You weren’t even sure if he knew how to.

“Bastard,” Heeseung murmured under his breath. He was utterly furious at how your boyfriend had practically been using you for his own pleasure like you were some object. He discarded your panties and pulled you back on his thigh.

Your clit came into contact with his thigh. He rocked you back and forth and your mind short-circuited at the friction of his jeans and your sensitive clit. You pressed your lips into his shoulders trying to muffle your moans, not trusting yourself to keep it in.

Heeseung was in bliss seeing you like this, desperate and beautiful and in utter pleasure. He felt his jeans get dampened from where your cunt was drooling on them. 

Because you were already so hot and stimulated, it didn’t take long for you to feel it. The feeling was almost foreign to you since it’s been so long since you’ve pleasured yourself. You were going to cum on his thigh. 

“I-I think…I’m close,” you whined.

“I know, baby,” he cupped the back of your head gently, “cum for me.”

You rolled your eyes back as you felt your orgasm wash over you. You felt it everywhere in your body. You wrapped your arms tightly around Heeseung’s torso, almost like you’d fly away if you weren’t anchored to him. He kept slowly pushing you on his thigh, gently helping you come down from your high.

“Thank you, Heeseung,” you said after you had time to calm down.

“Don’t thank me. Not yet,” he chuckled. You were confused until you felt yourself rise as he picked you up and began walking towards his bedroom.

He laid you gently on his bed and leaned down to press his lips on your forehead. You were prepared for him to fuck you some more, and as much as you were tired, a major part of you was excited at the thought of him wearing you out for the night. You were surprised when he stood back up and grabbed your phone out of his pocket. You had no idea how you got that.

“Open it,” he demanded. You did so, feeling upset at yourself for being so unquestioning and submissive. You couldn’t help yourself though as you had the utmost trust towards Heeseung. 

He went through your contacts and found the man he was looking for. His name on your phone was followed by a sparkly pink heart after it. It made him want to gag. He pressed the call button, surprised at how quickly the man picked up given how late it was into the night. “Babe?” came out of the other line.

He put it on speaker and handed you the phone. You were immensely afraid to take it, still hesitant about your ability to leave this dead relationship. “Tell him. Tell him now or I will,” he whispered spitefully. He wanted to watch you dump that pathetic excuse of a man before he let himself have you fully. 

He couldn’t give a fuck about how the other man felt about his girlfriend cheating on him, but he knew you needed to get this over with. He wanted you to forget your boyfriend and focus solely on him as he took you.

“Y/N, what do you want?” the voice on the phone came out harsh as he was getting annoyed at your silence, making Heeseung clench his fists. How dare he speak to you like that, he thought.

“H-Hi…I called because I wanted to tell you something,” you said gently. Heeseung was sure he did not deserve to hear your soft voice. 

“Okay? Well hurry the hell up, I want to sleep.” Heeseung felt himself holding back from becoming violent.

“I think…I don’t think I can keep doing this.”

“Do what? What are you talking about?”

“I…,” your eyes trailed towards Heeseung, looking for help. He held your hand to help comfort you, but he wasn’t about to break up with your boyfriend for you so he gave you a stern look to continue what you were saying. You decided to rip the bandaid and said, “I think we should break up.”

There was a silence on the other line until your boyfriend—now ex—began raising his voice and cursing at you, “You’re not fucking serious, Y/N. Is this seriously why you called me in the middle of the night? I mean, what the fuck?” You noticed Heeseung clench his jaw. “Go ahead, leave me. You’re just going to come crawling back when you can’t find someone who can put up with how boring you are. Honestly, you are suck a fucking bitch, too scared to—,” Heeseung grabbed the phone out of your hand.

There were tears welling up in your eyes, but you were trying your absolute best not to cry over this prick. You already embarrassed yourself enough. 

Heeseung knew he couldn’t yell in fear of waking up the others in the apartment, so he said as quietly as he could, “Listen here you fucking cunt. Speak to her like that again and I will rip your throat out with my bare hands, do you understand?”

“Who the fuck are you?” the man on the line spat, but you could hear the slight fear in his voice. Your ex has never been a particularly confident man around men who intimidated him. Heeseung’s strong presence was clearly making him feel inferior, even if it was through the phone.

“I said do you understand? Never call this number again. In fact, don’t step or look or breathe anywhere near her, asshole.”

“Are you fucking—,” Heeseung ended the call and blocked his number for good measure. 

Heeseung leaned down and pressed his forehead against your forehead, “How do you feel?”

Instead of responding you grabbed him by his shirt and pulled his lips on yours. You felt like your body would not function unless he was on you. You didn’t want Heeseung to think you were upset over leaving your boyfriend, because you weren’t. You couldn’t give a fuck about him anymore, but fuck were you embarrassed by your cowardly attitude.

You may have been too weak to take action against your now ex-boyfriend, but you mustered up all of your strength to show Heeseung how much you wanted him, and solely him. 

He grabbed your waist and pushed your back on the mattress. You were moaning into each other’s mouths. It was hot and desperate. He needed you just as much as you needed him.

“Fuck,” he groaned, one hand pinning your wrists above you, the other descending down to your waist and grinding into you. You moved your hips up to meet his, trying to satisfy your craving for getting him inside you. 

He kissed you one more time before trailing his mouth down your throat, eliciting louder moans out of you. “Please,” you begged. You moved your hands to try to take off his shirt, forgetting he had them restrained. 

Heeseung let go of your hands, but instead of undressing himself, he peeled off your white shirt, leaving your bare breasts on display for him. He couldn’t hold himself back from moaning, gripping one with his hands and wrapping his lips around the other. It was practically impossible to keep quiet at the feeling of his mouth flicking and sucking on your sensitive bud. 

You felt his fingers yet again, but this time on your bare cunt, making you flinch in sensitivity. “Heeseung…,” you said breathlessly.

“Baby, you’re drenched,” his eyes were like a predator before it was about to devour its prey. He moved down the bed, placing your legs over his shoulders, thighs resting comfortably on his shoulders. He began lapping at your hole, and it felt like this was all that he was made to do. He was meant to pleasure you and now that he has been given the chance, he won’t be able to live without the feeling of your arousal on his tongue.

He licked up all your juices and then moved up to begin sucking on your clit. You accidentally yelped, despite your desperate effort to stay quiet. Heeseung chuckled, and looked up at you, “Baby, I told you to stay quiet. Or would you rather I shove your face into the mattress and take you from behind?”

You clenched at the thought, not entirely sure if you would mind. It didn’t get past him how positively you reacted to his threat. “Next time,” he murmured before continuing the devouring of your cunt. 

Your hand was tightly pressed over your mouth as you felt yourself cum on his tongue, your body shaking as you began to take in the feeling of overstimulation. You don’t remember a time in your life when you’ve had more than one orgasm in a single night. Heeseung climbed up once more and placed a kiss on your lips, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

“You taste incredible,” he groaned, making your face heat up in flames. You couldn’t believe he could say such intimate and coarse things so calmly. He began kissing your neck again, surely leaving a mark for tomorrow. That’s something your future self would have to worry about. 

He slid off his jeans and groaned as you reached down to cup his cock with your hand, mind going haywire at how massive it felt. You were nervous now to take it in your cunt, but he removed your hand and thrust himself inside you in one quick motion, wrapping your legs around his waist. 

You were both moaning now, your walls blaming around his cock from the pleasure, but partly due to your struggling of trying to take his size. You were still a bit too tight even with the two times he’s already made you cum. He let you slowly adjust to it before increasing his rhythm, pumping his cock more deeply and quickly.

His back was now littered with your scratches from clawing at him. He was pounding into you at a speed that was making it harder to form any thoughts. How could you, when you were having your guts rearranged by the man you’ve been in love with since you were a little girl? You felt his cock throbbing inside your walls, and you knew your climax was coming closer, as well as his.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum baby,” he breathed. He reached down and you felt his fingers playing with your clit, trying to get you to cum at the same time as you. Even if you tried your best to stay as quiet as possible, the sounds of the bed creaking were not going to fool anyone who was awake at this time. 

“Cum inside me, p-please,” you managed to say in between whines. He didn’t object, and you felt your insides become hot as his seed spread inside you, coating your walls. At the same time, you clamped around his cock as you came with him. You gripped tightly at his back, needing him as close to you as humanly possible. 

Heeseung stayed still as he waited for you to calm down, running his hands up and down your waist to help warm you and stop your shaking. He pressed his forehead against yours. It was just you and him in this world, breathing slowly to each other’s rhythm. 

He knew you were exhausted, so he wasn’t about to bring it up now so as to not overwhelm you, but you were his now. You were now forever belonging to him. There is only one thing that will let him live a fulfilling life and it’s to keep you in his life, happy and protected.

While you were sound asleep, you didn’t even notice your phone vibrating throughout your sound slumber.

LEE HOJUNG [09:27]: i’m guessing you’re still asleep but…seriously girl. i’m glad you’re moving on from that garbage bin of a human (please please please tell me u broke up with him) but did you seriously have to do it with my OWN BROTHER????

LEE HOJUNG [09:27]: i’ll kill him if he hurts you i hope you know that.

LEE HOJUNG [09:28]: are you guys together now or smth?

LEE HOJUNG [09:28]: he’s never allowed back here again don’t argue with me istfg

LEE HOJUNG [09:28]: UGH…YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING 🤮🤮 WAKE UP ALREADY SO I CAN BEAT YOUR ASSES 

KIM SUNOO [10:03]: Yeah…I’m not shocked in the slightest. 

[writingdisposal]

Very very minor spoiler warning

I'll be talking/simping about Vox's appearance in the latest episode.

My guy is so fucking hot. It's not even funny anymore. I mean, look at this slut's waist!

And the rolled up sleeves, oh my god. I'm such a sucker for the 'rolled up sleeves' look and Vox pulls it off perfectly. The things I would let this loser do to me, I fucking swear.

I can just imagine how desperate little (Y/n) feels and they beg and beg for at least a little bit of pleasure. Pretty please? Vox takes off his coat and rolls up his sleeves, a very suave smirk on his lips, before grabbing your waist and making out with you. Groaning into your mouth, he tells you how he loves that body of yours, how perfectly you fit in his hands. His strong arms lift you off the ground to quickly put you on any sturdy surface, just any. He doesn't wanna waste another second. Vox only wants to devour you and make you lose all your senses, fuck you so good you won't remember anything other than his name.

And you just know how good this man is. His words are sweeter than honey. He will dirty talk so confidently, it'll leave you breathless and wanting for more. He softly touches your hand. "Come on sweetheart," he says, moving his hand slowly further up your arm, stopping just before your shoulder and giving it a tiny squeeze, "we both know what that body of yours really craves right now." A firm tug follows and he leads you straight to the bedroom.

When he is the submissive one however! He is sooo pathetic. Its actually kind of hilarious how the almighty CEO of VoxTech loses his cool and blabbers on and on about how much he needs to feel you. "Jus' a kiss, baby," he whispers in your ear, holding onto your shoulders, "Please, just one kiss and I'll be good, I swear." He is such a loser and I love him so much.

[holdmytesseract]

Hot Temper

James Conrad x fem!Reader

Summary: You are expecting Conrad to come to your tent by nightfall. When he does, things escalate pretty quickly.

Based on this lil' drabble (Part Two)!

Warnings: this is kinda steamy, swear words, smuttish, suggestive smut, dom!James Conrad? It's also a biiit dark.

Word Count: 1,2k

a/n: Well... This one is a small birthday present for my wonderful friend @fictive-sl0th ! ☺️ Happy belated Birthday, boo! ❤ I wish you all the best! Never forget how amazing you are, you awesome person, you! I'm so happy I can call you my friend. Love you! ❤

I really hope you like this! ☺️

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Masterlist

Your nerves were on edge after you collided with Captain Conrad in that heated argument a few hours ago; sizzling with anger and frustration - but also desire and lust. It was an ongoing battle within your system. Which side was going to win, you couldn't tell.

Now you sat on the cot inside your tent, literally staring holes into the flap which marked the entrance. The sinking sun bathed everything in an orange, red light; telling you that it was almost time. You've made good work the rest of the day in avoiding the asshole James Conrad was, but now, after returning to your tent for the night and knowing what was most likely going to happen, you wanted nothing more than to feel his lips on your body. It was strange, wasn't it? You never hated a man - a person, as much as you hated Captain Conrad, and yet he was all you ever desired. Either something was wrong with you, or you just liked hot guys with a shitty personality. You believed it was the second option, but who knew?

Narrowing your eyes, you switched on the lamp, standing on the ground beside your cot and took a look on your wrist watch. Time. It was time. Where is this son of a bitch? You thought. I swear, if he doesn't show up, I'll kick him in the- You weren't able to finish your thoughts, as the flap of the tent flew open, revealing the man you had waited for. The light of his lamp illuminated his stupid, handsome face. Cautiously - like a lion observing his prey, he graciously entered the tent, zipping the flap behind him shut. He hadn't been even a minute inside the tight space which was your tent, when you already felt it... The tension. Intense, angry and undeniably sexual. You were sure that it must be cuttable with a knife.

Not averting his eyes for even a second, James squatted down to place his lamp on the ground. The muscles in his thick thighs strained the fabric of his jeans, as he did so, spreading his legs almost sluttishly. Pathetic, you thought. Putting on a show. For what? To impress me? You had to suppress the scoff, which threatened to leave your lips. Instead, you opted for words. "You came. Why?" You asked nonchalantly, without any emotion. Just stating the facts. A grin spread on James's face, as he shook his head and licked his lips. A grin you wished, once again to sweep off his face. "You told me to, didn't you, Y/L/N? Can't you remember? Already suffering from memory loss?" You narrowed your eyes and leaned forwards in an almost threatening manner. "Careful, Conrad. Thin ice. Very thin ice. I would watch my mouth if I were you-" "Or what?" He interrupted you, spitefully. "Are you going to slap me again?" This time, you couldn't suppress the scoff to leave your mouth. Licking your lips, you chuckled. "You really enjoy this, don't you? Being an arrogant, selfish, annoying asshole? Driving people crazy?" Now it was James's turn to laugh you in the face. "I don't. I am not the one to blame, just because you have a short fuse - and that you find me irresistibly. All you want to do is fuck me, isn't it?"

And at those words, you saw red again; losing it. A low growl left your lips, before you lunged out - ready to slap him again. Your palm was mere inches away from hitting the skin of his cheek, when he caught your hand mid-air. His big hand wrapped tightly around your wrist, keeping you from hitting him. It caught you off guard. You didn't see that coming. "Nuh.Uh. Not this time, Y/L/N." The way he rolled your last name off his tongue - so deep, so dark, so sexy, caused your knees to almost buckle and you felt arousal flooding your veins. James used your moment of shock, of course, reached quickly for your other wrist and before you could even react, had he pinned you down on the cot with his strong, muscular body hovering above yours. Once your brain had caught up with what was going on, you started to squirm, trying to get free. A part of your brain screamed at you why the hell you were fighting back, because James was right. You wanted this. "Not so snappy anymore, are we?" Another growl left your lips, before your angry eyes locked with his goddamn beautiful baby blues. "Fuck you, Conrad!" You spat into his face; voice laced with venom. The man chuckled dangerously; licking his lips. "Don't worry, darling... You get what you want."

Demandingly, Conrad nudged your legs with his knees, commanding you to open them. You wanted to. Oh, of course you wanted to. So, you let your legs fall open for him to kneel in between them - what James immediately did. A breathless laugh escaped his mouth. "I knew it. This was all you wanted from the very beginning, isn't it? Me between your legs?" A strangled moan slipped past your lips at those words; unable to suppress it. "You are so needy for me, aren't you? Desperate for me to fucking ruin you." You couldn't even put in words how much this turned you on. It was pathetic. "Must be really exhausting to hate me, but at the same time wanting to fuck me. How I get you all hot and bothered just with one snap of my finger…" You weren't able to answer something. He had you. You were literal putty in his hands. "Am I right?" He asked, but you didn't answer, just averted your eyes. You hated the effect he had on you. Bu the Captain didn't like it, when somebody wasn't answering, when he had asked a question, so he gripped your chin between his thumb and forefinger and made you look at him. "Am. I. Right?" He asked again, pointing out every word. As if to underline his words even more, he bucked his hips against yours, causing you to gasp. "Answer me." "Yes," you said between gritted teeth. "Good girl." As a reward, he leaned down, letting his lips hover above yours for a second - So close, so close. - before he connected them in a hot, open-mouthed kiss. After that kiss, you were gone. Lost in the man you actually despised so much. Or... Wanted to despise so much?

Teeth clashed together, tongues were intertwined, as you both tore at each other clothes, desperately trying to get them off. It wasn't about love or feelings, no. This sexual encounter was primal, needy and rough. Your hands raked all over James's bare, strong back; fingernails leaving red marks and scratches on their way, when he finally gifted you the pleasure you desired so much. The sound of skin colliding with skin was the only sound which filled the deadly silence of the night, accompanied with yours and James's whiny breathes and moans. You had awoken the animal within Captain Conrad - and you didn't regret it for even a second, when he ruined you for every man to follow.

[bella-rose29]

episode 3 - Doubt Thou the Stars

major spoilers for the show and books, swearing, I go feral on multiple occasions, spent most of this simping for cam/lockwood and I'll apologise now for some of the things I've said (multiverse of George I'm blaming you for a couple)

I would just like to reiterate that this is not a proper analysis of the show, this is my immediate reactions to what happens in the show. barely anything constructive is actually said in here 👍

a ring is what we're looking at

Georgie I love you

hands (oh dear starting early)

hands again

"which you stole illegally" honey-

you have me in a chokehold lockwood

hehehe fairfax

"George, this... negativity, it's why I don't tell you things in advance" first of all I am weirdly obsessed with the way he says that, second of all I wanna give George a hug

hands

ok but who gave cam the right to look that good

"miss Kingston got her hair done special" George I love you

"straight into the office. that's a classy move"

omg I love lucy's jumper

his cheeky smile omg

hands

ring

"you lie like a politician" yeah bc he has to

you can do any job for me lockwood

hands and ring

absolutely we have a deal I'll do anything for you

hands (omg I need to stop)

they're children how did they get alcohol

bottle opener thingy scene

omg Georgie in his apron and gloves 😭

so sad we didn't get the "nice... towel" scene

barnes is so sinister sometimes

I love lockwood and george's friendship, just yelling at each other about cleaning

ooo green lighting when she's taking the keys

tut tut

"I visit my gran in Sidcup" "...sidcup is in London"

"you've got a real hard-on for him, haven't you" "well, if... you wanna put it like that"

"I'm practically a serf" aw lockwood honey

all I can think is the Traitors castle even though I know it's not the same

lockwood's so pretty

oh lord what the hell was that look lockwood don't lower your head with that intense gaze wtf

"apart from anything else, we've got much better flares" 😂

don't you just love it when someone who doesn't have any clue about your job tells you how to do your job

lots of smashing

he's fishing (where tf did he get a fishing rod from)

hands

his grin omg

oh crikey this boy needs sleep I can see his eye bags even though the lighting is dim and my room is bright

"What, and deny us all this... beautiful moment?" you're a beautiful moment- wait that doesn't make sense

his smile I am on the floor

aaa suspense I don't like it

omg we get to see George's Touch again I love that

ew cobwebs

hands

well that was silly

oh no

you can disrespect me anytime woah what is happening to me holy shit

EXTREME CLOSE UP

ewwww cobwebs

I could never be an agent I have arachnophobia

ok those special effects were awesome

"probably wanted to warn us not to go down there" *proceed to go down there*

Lockwood say what's on your mind

ok I get why Ali said that the monks were terrifying that chanting haunts me still

turn your torches off you'll see the ghosts better

ohh I don't like this

Lucy no

LUCY NO

LUCY NOOOOOO

aw the boys saved her

hands

"make a wish" I wish for you to marry me and we live happily ever after

slap

"my cheek hurts"

husband calls out pathetically for wife after waking up, she crawls over and he reaches desperately for her hand

"oi, where's his slap?" fair

hahaha the way they just drop to the floor

you look so silly in those goggles

lockwood's voice is doing Things to me

I love that you can see Ellie rethinking as Fairfax goes on

"we don't travel round with it, we're not insane" *while focused on Lucy*

"you're just a performer too, aren't you?" we love a masking king

MICRO-EXPRESSIONS!!! CAMERON CHAPMAN THE MAN YOU ARE

"She stole it again, Lockwood" yep

I love that you can sort of make out the flowers on her dress

oh christ that was scary

ew old man burning

hands

heavy breathing lockwood (I blame the multiverse of George chat for that)

"I'm working with maniacs" got room for another one?

why did Ellie think it would be a good idea to try and run straight through the middle

"Shut up!" their faces afterwards

kipps pls stop sounding so smug

dw I believe you lockwood

punch me like that wall pls

barnes looks so sad

omg he's being a protective dad

hands

ohhhhh lockwood in a proper suit 🪣 (bad timing for it I know)

"do you know my name?" George I love you

"that's a shame, she was a fool but... she really fitted in there actually" *lockwood nudges him* George I love you even more and I think we would be the bestest of friends

I love the lavender in the pockets of Penelope and Ellie

hands

omg Lucy's drawing! like she said her hobby was in the books!

hand + ring

*George casually pulls out stolen evidence*

I want lucy's jumper

the way lockwood's sat on the chair has me weak

"You belong here" *stares at her with heart eyes*

hehehe

hehehe

oh dear

why does he keep sprawling on the chair

I don't want to talk about the sound I just made at that one frame of lockwood

"She's good, and... she's finally starting to get me" aw Georgie I love you

"she's a lot tougher than you think" *thumps as Lucy passes out*

I DONT WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE SOUND I JUST MADE AT THE OTHER ONE FRAME OF LOCKWOOD (YOU ALL KNOW THE ONE) - "Luce?" shgisuhuigjd

seriously who gave him the right

[somanyfuckedupiftruebooks]

Mag 67

Yeah if there's one thing we can say about Agnes Montague it's that she's #NotLikeOtherGirls

Fucking Deliah. How hard would it have been to mention the fact that Agnes doesn't seem to age?

I swear I'm almost as thick as Jack Barnabas (England's most oblivious and passive man). It somehow took me right up until the end of the episode to realise that his many references to feeling helplessly and inexplicably drawn to Agnes are almost certainly an indication of the Web's meddling.

I know some people hate that we never hear a direct statement from Agnes, but I kind of love that she gets to remain a mystery. She has so little in her life that belonged to just her, at least she didn't have to give over all of her secrets to the Eye.

Haha eat shit dickhead. Love that just her looking at him was enough for him to know that he'd Fucked Up.

And more evidence for Jack being super oblivious. I don't exactly expect him to jump straight to a supernatural explanation for ever little thing, but there's enough weird shit around Agnes that he should be at least a little suspicious. But no, the Web obviously chose this guy because he's pathetic enough to ignore literally apocalyptic level red flags as long as a beautiful woman is willing to speak to him.

Haha, nevermind Jack's great. 😜💋🍑👻

Anyway, speaking of sexy monsters, here's Jude, being all butch with her crazy intense back tattoo. 😜💋🍑🔥

Jack Barnabas: the only person in the world capable of simping harder for Agnes than Jude.

[old-man-spine]

Okay okay I am tweaking so fucking hard right now I'm only on episode 4 right there 10 episodes in total so far and oh my God I I have bawled my eyeballs out their is character right his name is Scott Summers he has a wife right and her name is Jean Gray and I love Jean Gray but that's besides the point it turns out she's a fuking clone and at this point I should mention her and Scott have a child this guy kidnap their child and basically use him and gave him this like disease that there's no cure for and there's this other guy Bishop the time traveler so they give their baby to Bishop in hope theire is a cure in the future and they're like I promised I would give you the best life and if that means I'm not in it I can live with THAT HIT ME TO MY FUCKING CORE I want to just say this baby has not been in their life for more than like a day to 3 weeks and Scott didn't even say goodbye to his child because he was like I don't want to abandon my child because I know how it hurts it hurts to be abandoned I can't do that to my child so he doesn't say goodbye and this is really cute monologue between Jean and her baby so f*** you Magneto I hate you I hate you so f****** much you don't words cannot describe how much I hate this man context really quickly there's a thing called Xavier school for gifted youngsters and it's basically a friend for the X-Men so they don't basically get arrested and he dies right he gets killed in like some kind of Antietam whatever I don't know in Scott's just like I am going to be the leader of the X-Men and this guy just comes up and like no f*** you I was in the will you weren't and I know I know I know what he does with Rogue and it makes me want to shoot my self not joking context again Rogue is another person in the X-Men and her power is that what she touches people she basically zaps all their energy and kills them she can't touch people but for some reason with Magneto that's like Nolan void and she's dating Gambit which is another character he's like my favorite character and like she has like and they like I don't know but they touch each other right and you're probably saying oh that doesn't seem so bad but she's dating dammit and they dance together not her and Gambit her and Magneto or something like that I haven't got to that episode but I'm just thinking about it from gambits point of view like Gambit is a simp he is so down bad for rogue it is pathetic awesome it's like implied her and Magneto had like a relationship which is weird because it's pretty obvious Magneto is really gay for Xavier and there's a scene in the second episode where Rogue in Magneto or talking and he goes to take off her glove and I just like I I literally screamed at my TV I HATE YOU SO SO SOS SOSOSOSOS MUCH like thinking about it from gambits point of view like he was okay with not touching Rogue because he understands but like hurt he probably felt with his little girlfriend he's so down bad for basically touching tips with this guy that's basically a war criminal so Xavier why the f*** would you appoint a little fucking war criminal to be the head of the X-Men like he hates humans it's obvious he almost kills a bunch of people in the second episode I need to calm down this is a show it's not that serious also GAMBIT DIES IN THE SHOW I swear I'm not mentally prepared for that

:0

[theoutlawfaleena]

Ayo?? 🤨 König's a colonel????? 🫢

You're telling me he's out there, cosplaying as a sniper, with half his gear FROM HOME and got taken seriously enough to be promoted idk how many times to become colonel?! 😧

The guy with a t-shirt as a mask is seriously more important than PRICE 🤠🇬🇧 and GHOST 💀🇬🇧 WITH A SKULL MASK??? 😀

I'm so speechless, but not sure if I should or not continue to treat him like a pathetic man. 🤨

- 🧟 Anon

(ik it's been a while, that fucking colonel announcement revived me and made me want to talk to u about it)

I JUST HEARD ABT THIS AND I SWEAR MY BRAIN IS SO ROTTED U CANT EVEN TELL WAHT IT IS ANYMORE

also everybody being like "he's a colonel so he's definitely like 40" i was looking back at my posts where i was saying "i feel like he's 28 at most!!!! :D" and like... grabbing my jester hat and jingling miserably across the floor

it's also got me purring tho bc lord knows i'm gonna simp for a middle aged man at any opportunity (price im looking at u)

[cathumanthing2]

Roseblings Chatfic AU Chapter 5

(Tw: implied child abuse at the end)

magic bitches

3:44 pm

scary fish lady: hey jimmy that one tango dude just called

scary fish lady: Why'd you leave your phone anyways

pathetic fish man: oh my boyfriend called woo

tech wizard: excusemewhat

tech wizard: THAT thing got a boyfriend?

actual wizard: fWhip, be nice.

pathetic fish man: Heyyy :( 

jungle bitch: jimmy doesnt have rizz he cant have a boyfriend

pathetic fish man: Yep I have a boyfriend, his name is Tango, hes awesome and he lives in hermit city

buff buff farmer: you do realize that that sounds awrully like the old excuse of, "oh they go to another school you wouldnt know them"

pathetic fish man: but I'm not lyinggg 

pathetic fish man: Lizzie help you know im telling the truth

scary fish lady: no :) 

glitter starboy: sorry but it sounds like ur lying ngl

pathetic fish man: guysss i swear im telling the truthhhh

father: Jimmy, I'm sorry to say this, but it does really sound like you're lying

hopeless romantics

3:58 pm

engineer salmon: i want to scream

engineer salmon: this is pain

Shroom: literally me all the time

elsa boi: fWhip…. I just realized who you like and

elsa boi: get a better taste in men. Please

simp for elves: scott you do know that xornoth told me all about your crush on jimmy last year

elsa boi: im gonna kill them-

elsa boi: but seriously fwhip why. Why. i thought you hated him

Shroom: …I JUST FIGURED IT OUT JUST FROM THAT

Shroom: fwhip. why.

simp for elves: fwhip you like HIM????

engineer salmon: I CANT CONTROL IT OK HES SO PATHETIC ITS SO CUTE-

Shroom: …hes gotten to the point where he thinks the patheticness is cute

Shroom: hes too far gone

elsa boi: best to let the sickness run its course hel cometo it eventualkly

simp for elves: still i cant believe you like jimmy

elsa boi: shh, joey, we're all too gay for this you fucking like my sibling

Shroom: fwhip if jimmy does like you back tho itll take like 6 monts for him to realize it and another 6 monts for him to make a move and by then itll have faded so gl

engineer salmon: kill me now

holders of the sacred braincell

4:02 pm

Queen of all Ducks: should we tell the truth or should we let them keep thinking jimmys lying

Water Cat: lets just wait till tango inevitably visits hermit city bcause that'll be funny

Sandman: As one of Tango and the others' "stalkers", as they call us, I can help nudge it along appropriately. Unless you want to, Pearl.

Queen of all Ducks: Yesssss meddling in others' relationshipssss

Magic Nerd: Ooh can I join? 

Magic Nerd: Actually no I have too much work to finish i cant help

Queen of all Ducks: Cmon, whens the last time you had some fun Gem

Queen of all Ducks: Please join?

Magic Nerd: Sorry, but I seriously have too much work to finish to be doing fun things right now

Queen of all Ducks: fine 

Gem set down her phone, eyes watering. It stung to have to turn down an invitation to do something fun with her friends, but she had to.

She glanced at the C she got on an essay she stayed up an entire night to finish, a reminder to work harder and do better work.

She wiped her tears away and began to type. No use in dwelling on past assignments that she failed miserably on.

(Her mind kept drifting to her parents' reaction to the bad grade, and she shuddered. It didn't help her focus at all.)

[deadmandreams]

Four | Five

⚠️: same old warnings

y/n pov:

you were back in the hallway. naoya was still sitting behind his table. two of his crew were watching outside. scarface was guarding the front door. The other two were keep watching the back door. you were sitting right beside toji. after your huge fight, you decided is time to stop judging him and wait for his plan. diner's weather was a bit cold. you were shaking a little bit. toji noticed your shaky figure. he threw his hand on your shoulders and pulled you to his side. you didn't know was it for mental support or his hot body warmed you up. you felt safe. fuck naoya, you felt safer than ever. maybe having toji by your side was a miracle. without him, you would break down by now. you inhaled his bittersweet scent and leaned into him unconsciously and purred. toji smirked as he looked at your relaxed face. naoya's face twitched.

"tch. I can't keep it up with your stupid show. hope he's showing up soon. masaki how much he's late?"

"few hours sir."

"fucker. that son of bitch I swear to god is going to pay for mocking me. I gotta say your stupid lovey-dovey state is not helping either. toji I thought you're a real man not a fucking simp like this." toji deep breathed through your hair as he stared at him. he was daring him to do something about it. "jealous?"

naoya gnashed his teeth.

"toji don't make me mad, you don't know me and you definitely don't know what things I'm capable to do."

"oh yeah? like what? wanna pick another cute waitress and threaten her to kill me? or you're just gonna cry about it."

naoya snapped out of his place.

"Don't mess with me man. you don't know who I am. I need to make one phone call and your family is going to pay for what you did"

"yeah...same old pussy naoya. whenever you get into something serious you'll go and hide behind your daddy and your stupid family. I know who you are. that fucking zenins gave me nothing but a broken personality and physical damage. I had to pick my dead wife's name to clear up zenins out of my life."

your eyes got opened.

"oh my god...toji..." you hugged him involuntarily. you remembered earlier when you misjudged him. you knew having a terrible family is the worst.

"is alright doll." he patted your head. naoya narrowed his eyes.

"Should've known you were that pathetic loser who got kicked out of the clan. you should be dead by now. you worthless pain on the ass" now if toji did keep it cool before this, he was damn mad right now. you could see it in his eyes. he was thirsty for this man's blood. maybe this was his dark side he warned you about. his eyes were frozen on naoya as he whispered in your ear.

"hey y/n. I want you to go and hide under the counter where no one can see you." "What?"

"it will be over soon. don't come out till I say your name. be a good girl and do as I say."

"ok"

you ran to the kitchen. you find the closet for bread and groceries and you hide in it. you heard one or two different gunshots and naoya that was swearing to toji and calling for his crew back up. then a few minutes later after they ran out of bullets you heard toji add a few swears and guns started shooting again. you were sure toji just came out of his shelter because there were a few shouts of pain and everything went to a deadly silence. what happened? is he alright? please god please let him be ok so I can hear his voice with a cheesy remark. you heard footsteps in the kitchen. come on toji. please say something. don't let me think naoya did something horrible to you.

"where are you birdie? is over now. told you to go the counter, kitchen is too damn far for an oldman like me." you jumped out of the closet

"there she is."

you hugged him tightly.

"toji im so happy you're alright. one second I thought....everything was fucking silent...I thought something bad just happened."

"for who? for me? cut the bullshit princess is too good to die in a fucked up diner like this. let's go birdie everything is alright now."

you were giggling when you heard someone laugh and pulled the safety lever.

"toji look out!" you came out from behind him and you shield yourself.

toji pov:

naoya that fucker. toji should make sure he's dead next time, not that he's still alive and someone's else blood covered this fact for him.

"alright you disgusting love birds, I will finish you with my own hands. screw this deal and screw this date. that son of a bitch didn't show up and my people died. I guess I have to kill you two and say that mission failed. bummer! any last words?" If it wasn't for y/n in front of him, toji would risk everything and attacked naoya. He's a pussy. direct attacks will scare the shit out of him. toji looked behind him and see your cook, yaga with a chair behind his head. toji smirked

"yeah hears something I like to add."

naoya snored.

"what??"

"sweet dreams naoya"

"yeah, you think you're better than me even when I have the gun? that's why I always hated y-"

yaga slammed the chair and naoya fell to the ground.

"YAGA! how did you-"

"is a long story l/n. sorry, I kept long. we should thank our friend for saving us from this illegal mafia. thank you sir"

"yeah. thank you toji. for everything. and of course, blowing those assholes"

"y/n, language!"

"okkay...but we own you big time. we will make it up to you. I will personally make it up to you because of everything you've been through and well you know...anything ever happened to you no matter where you are we will help you out."

toji smirked

"yeah, thanks doll but you don't need to get yourself in trouble. free coffee can help." yaga and you looked at each other. of course, he would underestimate you guys but you meant every word.

****

toji got his stuff together.

"so you sure you don't need help cleaning this mess?" you and yaga shook your heads

"of course. Don't mind it at all. consider it done."

"alright. I'm going then."

you couldn't stay still

"hey toji"

"yeah birdie?"

"see ya"

he smiled and shook his head, and then, he left the diner. you followed him midway you shook your hand till he disappeared from your sight. A few months later, after toji started and finished several missions, still he was thinking about you all the time. the way you looked in your cute skirt. the way you smelled and talked. and your sweet innocent eyes. he really missed you and the way you acted with your sweet smile. people like you deserve the best. is a shame this world is so unfair against you two. toii was waiting for shiu kong to come and give him new info about his next mission. his pockets are a bit empty so he will accept anything with good money in it. "alright toji here's the new profile. you remember one of your last missions when we sent you to war-torn zone?"

"hey, that was a shitty one. zenin clan is still pissed at me. they threatened me few times and they still send assassins. that is a huge pain on the ass."

"hey I know, I know that was a huge risky one. but come on you wanted the money not me."

"yeah well, whatever it was is over now. alright? I'm not going there ever again. maybe for one cup of coffee but that's all." "alright then. you sure you don't want this new mission?"

"yeah of course I am."

"even if they pay you triple this time?" toji's face twitched

"wait wait...let me see the profile again." "no I'm sorry man it's either in or out. is a real important thing so info is classified"

kong looked at toji with a sarcastic smile. "you bastard. you know money is my only weakness. let me see the profile" kon smiled and slide the documents on the table. toji checked them out. same place. same info. "look you gotta shiting me alright? I told you no one nor a mafia was there alright? is this a prank?" kong raised his eyebrows.

"prank? for christ's sake, NO! look this time our guy find some new information about your target. last time you had nothing. we found some valuable info about their main headquarters and a few names. now you have a name you have a face to kill. I gotta say everyone wants her dead"

"oh yeah?....that will help a lot. let me see this motherfuck-"

Y/N, L/N

Head of new obstructionists in the region

committed few murders against old-line clans.

and there was a picture of you shooting with a machine gun. no, it's impossible. toji looked at the image few times. like he expected it to show a different person each time. but no...there she was with her glory and her beautiful eyes. she was a different person in this photo. a monster. just like him when he was shooting in the diner. seems y/n was right. you will meet again.

Thank you guys for the support and everything. Hope you enjoyed it.

[mikavlcs]

TARA! Enough now. Leave Sam alone. She was in a bad place and needed someone. She trusted Richie, it's not her fault that he turned out to be a vile loser pathetic excuse of a man fucker. I'm sure Sam feels guilty enough already. I do NOT appreciate any Sam slander. If you keep this up, I WILL fight your tiny ass. (I'm not much taller but I'll protect Sam)

Tara, I mean it. Stop avoiding and ignoring Sam and act like an adult. I got my eyes on you girlie.

A movie night without popcorn is not acceptable. Sam getting some specifically for R is so adorable. I love her so much. Though it IS quite a daring and dumb idea to go alone and leave the other two at home... The call is such a great idea. We love a smart and caring lady.

SAM NO! NOT HER PLEASE. Bitch Tara you can't just sacrifice Sam like that!! Come on now. I gasped out loud when she shut the door. Poor Sam, Tara can be so cruel. I swear to you Tara, if anything happens to Sam I will come for you.

Great. Now Richie can easily disarm the alarm. Well done Tara. That's what you get for leaving Sam. Karma is a bitch.

If only Tara would give a tiny bit of her concern for R to Sam... (I don't even know at what point this turned into me simping for Sam. It started with absolutely loving Tara and R... oopsie)

You go Tara, beat that fucker to a pulp. What a true girlboss!

Hell yes R! Stab him to pieces and save your grumpy grudeg holding girl.

Lol, of course Tara enjoys the sight of R stabbing someone. That girl really is deranged, I love it!

"Equilibrium" another Google worthy word. English course with Mika. I can get behind that!

Oh Richie boy you're in trouble. Hurting R was your biggest mistake. Tsrs well obliterate your stinky ass now.

Lol Richie head soup. Dinner is served. But damn, if he is missing an eye Tara really went all out, didn't she? Love that for her.

Now that is poetic. Tara loves blood. The taste, the feeling and smell. Yet when it comes from the person she loves, she absolutely despises it.

Sam baby girl you're okay! Thank God.

AWW! Sam is willing to take the fall for Tara. My heart can't take it, she is so sweet and cute and hot and protective. I love Sam so much. She's the best. With your stories I always stray with my affection from the intended person to someone else. In your Wednesday stories it's my true love Thing and here it's Sam. But it's so easy to fall for a different character because your writing is just so gripping and wonderful!

"Plus, Tara would never lie to you" oh honey if only you knew... poor innocent R.

Tara come on now. Yes, you protected R and we all love you for it but let Sam protect you now. She's back and she loves you.

Sonic the Hedgehog music... Darling I'm not judging. If that music helped you create this masterpiece, then go ahead and listen to all the weird music you want! 😉

To no one's surprise, this was fantastic. I especially loved the tension. It felt so raw and real. And obviously Sam. She's the best. Well done, friend!

ok part 2 🙏

this whole message is so sam-oriented omg. a blessing 🥰

TARA! Enough now. Leave Sam alone. She was in a bad place and needed someone. She trusted Richie, it's not her fault that he turned out to be a vile loser pathetic excuse of a man fucker. I'm sure Sam feels guilty enough already. I do NOT appreciate any Sam slander. If you keep this up, I WILL fight your tiny ass. (I'm not much taller but I'll protect Sam)

me while writing the story LMAO

If only Tara would give a tiny bit of her concern for R to Sam... (I don't even know at what point this turned into me simping for Sam. It started with absolutely loving Tara and R... oopsie)

PLS this happened to me while watching the actual movies. showed up for tara and ended up leaving with sam taking up 90% of my thoughts afterward

"Equilibrium" another Google worthy word. English course with Mika. I can get behind that!

always happy to expand your english vocabulary 😌

Lol Richie head soup. Dinner is served. But damn, if he is missing an eye Tara really went all out, didn't she? Love that for her.

Now that is poetic. Tara loves blood. The taste, the feeling and smell. Yet when it comes from the person she loves, she absolutely despises it.

not the head soup 😭😭 but yes, she obliterated him<3 she made good on her promise!

and yeah, i liked the idea of that. it was something i added after i finished the initial story because, though my version of tara is pretty...psychopath adjacent, i wanted her to be pretty deeply affected by what happened and the fact that it's (kinda) her fault

AWW! Sam is willing to take the fall for Tara. My heart can't take it, she is so sweet and cute and hot and protective. I love Sam so much. She's the best. With your stories I always stray with my affection from the intended person to someone else. In your Wednesday stories it's my true love Thing and here it's Sam. But it's so easy to fall for a different character because your writing is just so gripping and wonderful!

please same. sam and her martyr complex are just so<333 and the way she kills people. she's just 10/10, y'know? and me making the side characters more lovable than the main characters in my stories is so funny omg 😭

Sonic the Hedgehog music... Darling I'm not judging. If that music helped you create this masterpiece, then go ahead and listen to all the weird music you want! 😉

LMAOOO i was slowly losing my sanity and it shows! sonic music slaps tho ngl

To no one's surprise, this was fantastic. I especially loved the tension. It felt so raw and real. And obviously Sam. She's the best. Well done, friend!

thank you so much pls, i'm just 💞💗💖💘

waking up to your messages and comments after i post a story is like a dopamine rush! thank you for reading and taking the time to type out your reactions (especially for long ones like this), they were entertaining as always 🙏‼️

[somethingthatsaysbubbles]

I posted 11,572 times in 2022

That's 8,618 more posts than 2021!

53 posts created (0%)

11,519 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@trelaney

@nbraraeaves

@raraenoctes

@morvantmortuary

@rosemaremembrance

I tagged 208 of my posts in 2022

#twitch - 14 posts

#twitchstreamer - 13 posts

#edward nashton x reader - 13 posts

#twitchtv - 13 posts

#edward nashton - 13 posts

#arcane - 13 posts

#the riddler x reader - 13 posts

#twitchgamer - 12 posts

#the riddler - 12 posts

#stream - 11 posts

Longest Tag: 92 characters

#this request was on my brain so hard i hope anon can forgive me for switching it up a little

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

10 Fandoms 10 Characters 10 Tags

Thank you @raemoriendi for the tag! 🖤 Way more than 10 characters, so I apologize, but I’m also not sorry.

Coral Island - Pablo. It’s a fandom of maybe like three people, so is it really a fandom? Probably not, but I’m here thirsting after the cute blacksmith anyway. Come into my house, and kiss me about it. 

@morvantmortuary - Maxi, Hex, and Rora. (Make me choose, I dare you.) If the Morvants have a million fans, I am one of them. If the Morvants have ten fans, I am one of them. If the Morvants have only one fan, that is me. If the Morvants have no fans, that means I’m dead. If the world is against the Morvants, I am against the world. Is this a fandom? It is in my heart, and that’s what matters. 

MCU - Baron Helmut Zemo. Don’t talk to me about Thunderbolts, I’m angy.

The Alienist - Laszlo Kreizler. Love of my life. Instant joy. I wrote a fanfic about him. It was pretty good.

MCU - Jack Russell from Werewolf by Night. I’ve only had this man for 53 minutes, but if anything happened to him I’d burn Marvel to the ground. (I wanna write something for him, but with what free time? Let’s be honest.)

The Addams Family - Morticia and Gomez Addams. Chillest fandom ever. We all just see the Addamses and collectively say “Yeah, I’ll reblog that.” Beautiful. (Legally, I can’t choose between them. Those are my parents.)

The Sandman - Dream of the Endless. I just think he’s neat.

Star Wars - Cassian Andor. I’m not super involved in the fandom, but like I’m still a massive Star Wars nerd. I even went to Galaxy’s Edge, disneybounding as Darth Maul/a generic Sith. (Check out my Instragram somethingthatsaysbubbles for proof.)

Arcane - Viktor. I need Season 2. I need it. Viktor is a comfort character, don’t ask me why. It says nothing about who I am as a person. I promise.

The Batman - Paul Dano’s Riddler. He’s disgusting and vile and pathetic, and I love him.

Bonus: Stranger Things - Eddie Munson. If you know, you know. 🖤

10 tags. No pressure:

@burritoni @lorna-d-m @trelaney @rosemaremembrance @maximoffwxnda @bruhlsbees @lightinthedarkuniverse @spookyspiderboiii @scuttle-buttle @eldritchcircus and anyone else who’s interested!

5 notes - Posted November 5, 2022

#4

I HOPE SILCO DOSENT BECOME A HYPERFIXATION I SWEAR BEACUSE I AM NOW A SILCO AND DANILE BEUHL SIMP

This reply is so fucking late, and I'm so sorry <3 Forgive me, for I have sinned, but, boy howdy, I hope you are sinning. I'm not a Silco simp, but you have every right to be. Live your best life, bestie.

8 notes - Posted January 26, 2022

#3

That feel when you have a GI appointment tomorrow (after 4 months of waiting), and the referral department cancels it because the GI department needs time to review your paperwork because your insurance changed, even though everything else is the same...If you need me, I’ll just be over here... 

13 notes - Posted February 9, 2022

#2

135 notes - Posted August 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

611 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

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Thanks for the tag @morvantmortuary

no-pressure tags: @trelaney @bigtiddythanos @rosemaremembrance @maximoffwxnda @lorna-d-m @scuttle-buttle @jmathesonandsiblings and/or @lightinthedarkuniverse @norabrice1701 @eldritchcircus and anyone else who wants to!! 🖤

[ask-the-virtual-council]

They are Deities is what they fuckin are! >:3

This entire post is hereby what I shall put in my will that all biographers who trace me if I do anything special must use to determine my personality because this man is all of it.

I have him and him alone.

If any biographers want to know who I look up to as a father figure and the epitome of fatherhood, then LOOK NO FURTHER.

This man is my all and I cannot overstate how much he means to me.

Also even though I detest Pinkypills with the fury of all Hell, I will admit that her design of him is close enough to what was described that I'd probably marry her version of Dave any day.

Second 'Also', I have no other simping jobs lined up that I can replace him with, so that really goes to show how amazing he is-

Third 'Also', every one of the stages he's been in? I'd gladly follow to the ends of the Earth.

Alive pre-murder? Not exactly mild-mannered, but he's charming as he is soft and also I want to hug him. Also he's a fuckin furry and I can't turn down my own kind.

Alive post-murder? I'd lie to anyone to keep him out of prison! I'd also stick by him becausd murder is still a very tiring process even if you don't regret it.

Springtrap? Uh, is that even a question?! YES. He literally has the bedroom eyes and I swear I'd melt in his robotic arms. He's also several hundred kg of brute strength and force mixed with the tender madness of a learned scholar, so I'm coming for him in any case.

Afton? I'd tie myself up in wires to let him have his way with me. (If it's actually Will, but there's now a theory that he isn't, so...)

Glitchtrap? Cute af, I'd cuddle/maybe lewd him for the rest of eternity if he were a physical entity, he's a goddamned furry and I love him.

Burntrap? Time to make like a toon, Willy boi, because I'm your new nurse ;3 Also pathetic old men are one of my weaknesses.

I should stop talking before I write an entire fuckin novel-

Spacie

I want you to go into as much detail as you're willing and explain to me WHY you love Springtrap

I genuinely wanna know (and if anyone can bring me to the simp side its you)

im not good at words but ill try

lets start with his bombass character design for one. when fnaf 3 dropped we as a community went so batshit insane over this guy b/c hes literally so hot. no lie. look at him.

look at his lidded gaze. thats like. A tier Whore Eyes. hes so hot dude. like,,,,,,have you heard his voice???? have you??? listen ta his voicelines if ya havent its. like. god his voice. disregard the security breach voice actor b/c like. in my opinion his original voice is so much better.

and yk this is a personal fucking weakness of mine but hes a dilf so. yk. characters i simp for have a pattern ta them.

the concept of him as a character is just genuinely very cool as well. horrible no good man gets trapped in a bunny suit and he DESERVES IT!!! and out of pure rage and spite somehow wills himself back ta life?? like. i just enjoy him as a character and character enjoyment + hotness = simpery. like what an evil fucking bitch i hate him so much but i love him at the same time. i LOVE villains they're just so interesting ta me. something abt him being a constant threat that wont b stamped out and he comes up with new ways ta "come back" and continue being a nuisance

theres also like. something abt monstrous and dangerous characters. like he would be scary ta witness in universe and thats alluring ta me?? fsr??

[mulletmitsuya]

Dead people groupchat

Warnings: sano manjiro, swearing

Desc: um basically it's all the people Mikey lost and what they think of the current situation (spoilers until chapter 246)

Shinichiro: IM GONNA BEAT HIS ASS

Shinichiro: WHATS HE DOING NOW ?????

Shinichiro: IF HE KILLS SOMEONE ELSE SO HELP ME GOD

Izana: its kinda funny to watch tbh

Izana: but i guess he's going too far

Izana: and he knew me for 2 seconds idk why he said that to Kaku

Emma: Ken-chinless behaviour

Baji: LMAOOOO STOP

Draken: do you think OG Toman's gonna win?

Draken: i'm pissing myself here

Baji: i think they need to let Angry go beast mode

Emma: i just think we need to accept the fact that some people are gonna be joining us soon

Emma: Takemitchy might literally die

Emma: and idk how my girl Hina will handle that 😭

Shinichiro: i trust this Takemitchy dude. hes been doing good so far right?

Izana: it's his fault Draken died tho

Draken: stfu no it's not

Draken: i'm at peace with my death, and tbh i wouldn't have it any other way. i entrusted my life to Takemitchy so he could save Mikey. he's gonna win

Izana: 😕

Baji: okok enough about Mikey

Baji: can we talk about Hakkai???

Baji: he's so fucking funng to me. every single time something comes out of his mouth i shit myself laughing

Shinichiro: he's such a simp lmao

Baji: 🤨

Baji: weren't you the biggest simp of your generation??

Baji: you would lock eyes with someone and fall in love with them

Shinichiro: i had attachment issues 🙁

Shinichiro: there's nothing wrong with wanting to be loved damn

Izana: please don't cry

Izana: we don't know what to do when you cry

Emma: just hug him, it calms him down

Draken: really??

Draken: i hugged him when he was crying and it just got louder and more intense

Shinichiro: i'm right here guys

Izana: idk what to do when people cry so i just watch them until they get uncomfortable and stop crying

Emma: :/

Emma: you did that to me when i was younger

Emma: but you weren't a psychopath back then so it wasn't as weird

Izana: sorry ig

Izana: although i never said it sorry for orchestrating your death and stuff

Shinichiro: ngl that shit had me heartbroken i wish you guys just gotten along

Shinichiro: i just wanted my little siblings to love each other

Emma: he's crying harder

Baji: Shinichiro stfu you're a grown adult

Shinichiro: i'm not crying

Draken: you're literally weeping

Shinichiro: it's just

Izana: no one asked

Shinichiro: Senju's gonna have to fight Wakasa and Benkei

Shinichiro: i can't fucking take this

Shinichiro: i'm overwhelmed rn

Shinichiro: WHAT ARE THEY EVEN DOING IN THE KANTOU

Shinichiro: WHERE'S OMI

Draken: i think Waka and Benkei are looking after Mikey

Draken: probably guilty or smth

Draken: i'm annoyed tho

Emma: at what

Draken: Hanma

Draken: i fucking hate that dude jesus fucking christ

Emma: he put me 6 feet under 😔

Baji: jack skeleton lookin ass slenderman bitch ass mf

Draken: i wish I'd killed him tbh

Draken: or Kisaki

Baji: FUCK KISAKI

Baji: HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN SUBMITTING ASSIGNMENTS WHAT WAS HE DOING KILLING PEOPLE OMFG

Emma: can't believe a 13 year old took part in my murder 😭

Shinichiro: ...

Shinichiro: kids are nifty little fellas

Shinichiro: they come outta no where

Izana: don't try to justify getting killed by a 12 year old

Izana: that was embarrassing

Emma: yeah Shin you could have dogged why did you turn around so slowly💀

Shinichiro: y'all acting all cool by being mean to me and shit

Shinichiro: when you were deeply affected by my death😕

Shinichiro: you love me

Emma: you're still a pathetic old man 😁

Emma: ily <3

Draken: :/

Emma: he's my brother :(((

Emma: but i love you too Ken :)) <3

Draken: :)

Izana: disgusting

Izana: repulsive

Izana: revolting

Baji: stfu you never experienced love

Izana: 😐

Shinichiro: Keisuke🙁

Baji: sorry

Baji: change of subject

Baji: i think Haru might kill someone

Emma: oh definitely

Izana: no question about it

Shinichiro: c'mon guys give him a little credit he might change

Baji: Haru's fucked up, Takemitchy's gonna have to come up with another genius plan or smth :/

Emma: Senju'll save him

Emma: i wish I'd been friends with Senju

Emma: girlboss

Emma: i want her to beat Mikey's ass

Baji: remember that one time she girlbossed too close to the sun

Draken: while i was in Brahman i wanted to fight her but i didn't wanna live with the embarrassment

Emma: of losing to a girl?

Draken: of losing to someone who's 5 feet

Emma: i'm 4'9

Draken: Emma i was talking about fighting

Emma: :(

Draken: ily

Emma: :)

Shinichiro: ok guys we get it you're capable of being loved you can stop now

Emma: no bitches?? 🤔

Emma: i'm sorry

[chronic-boogara]

hi ( tumblr ain't letting me enter a line so ) I was hoping I could request a Micheal Myers imagine. like I swear I simp over him like hell - anyways basically how would he react if someone teases y/n about being plus size and she comes back home crying. like what would he do, how would he react, and some fluff at the end is all. hope this isn't too much (I'm plus size and I'm going through a tough time is all)

:( poor baby,i’m so sorry you’re going through a lot i hope it gets better soon <3 love you sm babe. sorry this took a million years i’ve been so sick.

i’m so shit with michael myers i’ve been practicing though so i hope this meets your expectations. this ended up being a mix of headcanons AND an imagine. ill edit the ending later it was a bit rushed but writing possessive slightly soft michael was fun !

•michael myers was once a patient man. emphasis on the word was.

•before he met y/n he put up with just about anything. he stalked and waited for victims no problem. he ignored the insults and profanities thrown at him with ease.

•but with y/n he found himself being a lot less forgiving. all it took was one little comment and he’d fly off the hook. michael found himself over taken by unbridled rage

•he does not even try to control these feelings either. it does not matter who hurt you he will hunt them down and defend your honor

•after a successful kill he will bring a trophy back from the victims body. teeth, bones, occasionally handfuls of hair. in his mind it’s not only the right thing to do but the sensible one as well

•how could you ever refuse such a gift? keep it in your drawer or a special box to show him that you appreciate it.

you didn’t see yourself as someone who needed protecting against the outside world. after all you were not a child anymore , more than capable of holding your own.

but sometimes it was hard to keep a straight face when people come from your biggest insecurities. no matter how hard you try.

“ha, look there she is again” one boy shouted from across the road as you shut the door behind you and made your dissent down the stone stairs.

ignore it ignore it. you repeated this in your mind. they were teenage boys , fuck them. they didn’t deserve an ounce of your attention much less a reaction.

“she thinks she can ignore us now- hey , quit pretending like you don’t give a shit. fucking cow”. the comment sent the boys into a fit of laughter. you thought you’d be used to it by now. it had been going on for maybe a week now but every insult hurt like a bullet.

fighting back tears you turned on your heel you walked right back up the sidewalk and in the house. you couldn’t handle this anymore. you felt so helpless against them it was so pathetic in your mind.

leaning against the door you took a few deep breaths. willing yourself to clam down , to not let your emotions get the best of you.

your eyes flutter open and you’re greeted by michael standing above you , his head cocked.

“oh michael, i didn’t see you before”.

he took a step closer, placing a cold hand on your face.

“it’s nothing michael don’t worry. i’m going to go change okay ? we can watch a movie afterwards”. you tried to get past him but he blocked your way.

he knew something wasn’t quite right. and he would not let you go till you told him.

you sighed. “okay..well those boys across the street-i know it’s stupid but they’ve been getting to me. they tend to come for my weight and it makes me feel…some type of way”. it felt nice to get this feeling off your chest.

michael nodded before pushing past you and out the door. you peered put the curtains and saw he had disappeared. you knew he dealt with his emotions differently so you didn’t bother worrying. instead you made your up the steps and to your room. maybe sleep would cure you of these horrible feelings.

——-

by the time you had awoken it was dark out. you weren’t sure how long you had been out but you felt well rested.

you caught a glimpse of michael out the corner of your eye. “mikey come hereee I wanna snuggle, i haven’t seen you all day”.

he trudged into the room and sat next to you on the bed. in the moonlight you thought you could see blood covering his coveralls , an unusual amount.

“you had a good hunt i assume”.

michael didn’t say a word. instead he held out his hand.

“oh ? what’s this”. you held your palm up to take what ever item he had.

the thing was wet and solid. you turned it over in your hand a few times trying to get a feel for it.

michael just stared wordlessly , giving you time to asses the gift he had given you. but you still were not catching on.

he grabbed your wrist and yanked you out of bed , dragging you towards your bed room window.

you weren’t sure weather to cry or throw up. outside the heads of the four teenagers were put up on stakes two on each side of the lawn. limbs and blood covered the grass.

how the hell did you sleep through all that happening so close to you ?

what really stood out though was the pavement of the driveway. using the endtrails and blood of the boys he had spelled out “u r perfect”.

“oh michael…you’re the sweetest man i have ever met. i can’t believe you did all this just for me” you embraced him , your heart swelling with love.

who would have thought michael myers would be a good boyfriend

[bemylord]

dark chocolate

♧ character: toji fushiguro x fem!reader.

♧ warnings: au [omegaverse], heat, mentioned abilities and cigarettes, rough sex, hair pulling, oral, spanking, creampie, marks/hickeys, daddy kink, size kink, curse words.

♧ synopsis: his scent is dark chocolate mixed with cigarettes which maddening you. every your heat occurs distraught: sex-rest-sex. the situation is deteriorating if toji has his heat too, and it seems both you're going to have blazing heat because his scent is getting stronger.

toji is a fucking teaser: he didn't tell you that he was summoned as an experienced sorcerer killer. he knew you don't like his way to earn money, but still, you're by his side, baking him buns and please him at the night. you aren't having the toxic or abusive relationship with toji, just the thought he's killing a sorcerer somewhere far beyond a house, makes you crunch fingers. you told him you'll leave him if he won't stop doing his job, but he apologies with his tongue, and every time you forgive him.

your heat overwhelmed you spontaneously - you were baking lemon cake, specially for your lover, when your felt how the fever spread all over your body, covered every inch, and down there you felt how you became wet. your lover is gone - where the hell is he when you're needy for his pulsing dick in your dripping cunt? you turned off the oven, making small steps leading to the bedroom for his shirt.

you hate him so much right now: your heat happens every three months and it's time to have an unforgettable weekend with him. thanks to his work, he's far away from you; however, your estrus won't stop because your alfa had gone.

his fingers, his dick, you're a pathetic girl who desperately wants to smell the pungent scent of his man, feeling his throbbing dick inside your cunt, let him literally rip your uterus with his cock. you would reply: 'go ahead, fuck me that in the morning i will feel pervasive pain between my legs'

you rolled down the wall, sniffing his black shirt, remembering toji's muscular upper body, mostly abs, shines through the fabric of his clothes. his sweatpants outlining flaccid dick, although you didn't call it flaccid, but hard as rock cock.

that cock is sticks out from the fabric, those abs and biceps of his - you're dripping without your heat. his scent is dark chocolate mixed with cigarettes, especially the last one scent isn't it enough for you to become a huge mess?

'open your mouth, daddy will spit in your mouth'

who are you to disobey the simple order? your hands are tied up with his tie behind a back, you're sitting on your knees, sopping and needy for his tongue or fingers in your pussy now, but toji is teasing you until you'll be begging him.

'yes, daddy'

you opened your mouth, stick out a tongue, feeling his long fingers on your cheeks and his saliva in your mouth. you could swear to god it tastes like dark chocolate.

smelling his clothes while you've been necessitous for his dick sucks, although you've got no alternative for now, except for masturbating yourself. you reached down to pull aside the panties when you smell that scent. those forceful smells of his are overwhelming the bedroom, forcing your peachy scent to discover.

'don't you dare touch yourself, you're little whore'

you flinched, automatically removing your hand from panties. he's all wet, could bet he has been sweating since he left the house. toji is exhaling loud, probably lost his breath in the battle or while he was rushing to you. his olfactory organ could sniff out your peachy scent of heat far away from the place you're: his heat certainly took him suddenly as yours.

't-toji?'

'you know my name, peachy'

his damn it shirt silhouetting his torso, in addition, the fewer force his body to swear emits his smell became more piquant. damn his fucking handsome body and scent - if you won't have his dick, you would cry.

'daddy, please' you said almost crying, spreading apart your legs. so malleable, vulnerable, and poor for your alfa - the way you're lost in his smell makes him groaned, stood on his knees. if he has been on his first rut, he could barely control himself at the sight of your face: in your eyes are reading lust and debauchery, you're still squeezing his shirt, hoping it may helps you cum. leaning your legs on his muscular shoulders, toji left soft kisses on your ankles, unable to hold back himself, he ripped your panties, ogling at the abundance of your natural lubricant, licking his lips.

'i'm sorry, princess, i should've left you alone with your heat..' he pulls your cunt closer to his face, burying his nose in your crotch. fushigoru's sight changed to the deep and insatiable, knowing you won't fight back, completely haggard of the thoughts and desire. '..i don't think i'll go easy on you' he stood up with you on his shoulders, throwing you on the bed.

'you know how much daddy adores when you squirt on his face, baby girl, so don't hold back'

his-fucking-long-tongue. the tip of the tongue is playing with the clit whilst fingers are running over your hips. he's trying his best to prepare you for the fat cock, not ripping your cunt as it was the last time. toji's amorous attitude towards your clit and pussy, making you squeeze the sheet with your little fists, arching the back, getting lost in the pleasure. your eyes are rolling from the delight he puts you in, not be able to regulate your vocal and orgasm, you gave him what he has been asking for with an oblong moan.

'not enough, princess, give me your juices'

new orgasm is building up again, thanks to his masterpiece tongue - he plays with a sensitive spot and licking your entrance, switching the pace from the sluggish to the aggressive, makes you twitch and squirm over the bed. being soft for toji is something new - he would rather fuck you 'till you're verbatim screaming the safe word and begging to have a rest.

'give that, slut!' sorcerer screamed, burying his mouth deeper in your crotch, eating you out. his scent, his low voice, his tongue and fingers, his probably throbbing cock that wants to feel your cunt it all makes do his order, not even trying to delay it: you abundantly squirt on his face, watching at him. he licked lips, taking off his clothes. your legs are shaking, but the excitation didn't quench, conversely, the desire to feel his thick cock is growing.

'look down at my cock, aren't you being needy for it?'

the head is red because of blood that is there since the battle or since he started to lick you? toji's smears the precum on the tip of the cock, getting a contraceptive out of nowhere, putting on protection, pulls his ankles on his shoulder, leading closer to your face. he kisses you deeply, using a tongue to play with yours, mingling your saliva together, biting your lower lip. you're burying hands into his black hair, ruffling and pulling back, whimpering into the kiss. he presses the head at your entrance, biting your neck. notwithstanding he has been preparing you, his cock is large for you.

'your so tight, slut' with an unexpected move, he put his dick inside your uterus, burying it in, staring at your precious face. evidently, you didn't expect he would pull it inside quickly; your eyes widened, exhaling a whimper. toji couldn't persist, but embed a tongue in your mouth. he placed both of his hands between your head, detached from you, to ogle from the top at your ahegao. clapping and squishy are filling the room - his balls slapping against your ass making such sounds.

'kitten, fuck-' his low voice with echo distributed over the room, tilting his head back, accelerating the pace. 'i'm gonna slap your ass five times and will cum on my dick, got it, slut?'

praising and degrading you, squeezing the sheet with those strong palms, attempting to delay the orgasm until you do a creampie. 'one' sonorous sound made you squirm, but his hands give you none possibility of slipping away from flogging. 'two' toji's sturdy palm smack the same butt cheek, looking into your eyes. you're avoiding catching his sight, because, fuck, one look at his wet and gorgeous face and you will cum immediately. 'three, baby girl' you lost in the pain and delight, eyes closed tight, waiting for the last slap to give a creampie.

'fuck, four' he growled in your ear, increasing the tempo. the concupiscent and desire are managing him - he licked your neck first, before bite through your soft skin on neck, mixing your scent together, giving you a label for other boys. it's screaming - she's mine, fuck off, bastards.

'god, i'm cumming, princess, cum with me, cum with me!' toji's bass voice in conjunction with his thick cock released a creampie, finishing inside the condom. as soon as his hot semen was in the contraceptive, he pulled his cock out of your wet pussy, throw it at the basket near the bed.

'come closer, princess'

toji laid down on the pillows, pull you on his chest, rubbing your back softly, kissing your hair. both of you are breathing heavily, trying to regain the breath. he put his land on your cheek, giving you a thankful kiss on your lips.

'wanna take a bath?'

'only if you take me to the bathroom'

toji smiles, catching his breath. the heat isn't gone: you have a couple of hours to get a snack and wash your bodies before proceeding to the second round.

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i don't know if you love oneshots with toji [i mean love him as a character], if yes - i'll do the part two with the punshiment + aftercare. let say, three hundred notes? cause, yeah, he's kinda bad, but his body.. i'm simp. :3