#IM GOING TO TEAR MY FLESH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sleep-nurse]

I DONT THINK I CAN RECOVER FROM THAT

[cowboythewizard726]

WELCOME BACK TO LAIOS POSTING today everything went wrong for my beautiful baby princess and but its oaky because the way he experience all the misery was so appealing and attractive oh him IM GAY AND I ADMIT IT IM GAY IM GAY IIM GA

[roadkill-punk]

Forged in Holy Hellfire

Drew my friend @congragts' angel oc Callael :33

Think he's a little upset about something there. Maybe.

[graveyardmouth]

sorry i started ugly crying at the minecraft end poem. the universe said i love you because you are love btw.

[strwbrymlkshake]

ohh I do want to pass away why am I so stupid

[memecatwings]

hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate. malice, even

[wirtsroom]

i think my problem is that i keep trying to understand media the same way every time like. when i watch paprika (2006) i think of all the hidden meaning and tiny details and such. and interpolate meaning from my own experiences. But then i do the same for dragon ball z.

i mean theres meaning in everything and worth in all things made but damn sometimes that show is just "the curtains were blue because toei wanted them to. for fun"

[tony-andonuts]

Hiiii i am back from work and am. Spiraling

[thecherrygod]

man last night i was trying to sleep and a scenario popped in my head. it started.. alright, just someone asking what they mean to me, and i was like "haha........ uh... a friend.... :)" and like all good right? then tell me why the fuck as soon as that happened all that appeared in my head later was eye horror i wasnt even asleep as to have a nightmare

[loveforsatoru]

i was recently thinking about what jjk men would prefer between ass, tits and thighs, so i’m gonna share my opinion 🗣️

satoru: ass all the way. the biggest ass guy ever. (i would know bc im his gf and he told me)

-absolutely loves to put his hand in your back pocket

-will smack it whenever he gets the chance

-loves to watch it move when he’s fucking you from the back. he has to keep himself from cumming too fast just from the sight alone.

geto: boobs. cant convince me otherwise

-slides his hand under your shirt whenever you’re alone

-pinches and sucks on your nipples if he’s laying his head on your chest

-sucker for tit jobs

toji: ass. look at him

-bends you over his lap and smacks your ass until it’s red and your eyes are pooling with tears

-he’s lazy a lot of the time, so he’ll have you ride him reverse cowgirl while he watches you bounce up and down, groping the plump flesh.

-bites it

nanami: thighsss

-always grabs at them unintentionally

-if you’re sitting next to him, trust his hands will go straight to your thighs

-preps them with kisses before eating you out

choso: boobs 100%

-loves loves loves low cut tops. he thinks they’re hot

-if you bend over in front of him to pick something up, his eyes will go straight to your chest

-his favorite place to leave hickies

[cntloup]

intruders

husband!simon x wife!reader

i know im on a break but here's a lil smth hehe🤭🩷💫🌸

"get out through the backdoor!" Simon utters hurriedly, "and take this... just in case." he hands you the gun which he keeps under his pillow.

"i'm not gonna leave you!" you blurt out as you feel the tingle of tears behind your eyes, fearing the worst possible outcome.

"you have to! please just go! i'll take care of them!" he says in a hushed tone in order not to alert the intruders.

he reaches in his nightstand and grabs an envelope and hands it to you.

"here's all the information you need in case i'm gone." he says in a monotone manner, masking how he truly feels inside.

he's never put much value on his life, always focused to get the job done no matter the cost. until you appeared and swept him off his feet.

now he senses a churn in his stomach, utter fear gnawing at his heart, not for himself, but you. what would happen to you when he's gone?

you take the envelope with shaky hands, "simon, you mean...?" you ask, frightened out of your mind.

"yes. if i die, you'll know what to do." he responds, "please don't say that!" you plead, averting your gaze from him to hide your tears.

he embraces you tightly and kisses the crown of your head, "go!" he says and ushers you out of the bedroom, making sure the path is clear for you to head out back.

moments later, after throwing punches and slashing through flesh with sharply honed knives and bullets flying around, simon finds himself among five dead bodies and a pool of blood on the carpet.

just as he shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath, he hears the sound of a gunshot.

he's startled and filled with anxiety as he steps outside to see what happened, finding himself praying for the first time in his life that it's not you.

only then, he meets your terrified figure, shaking and eyes widened in sheer shock.

his eyes land on the blood splattered all over your shirt and you notice his anxious eyes, "it's not mine!" you say breathily, chest heaving as adrenaline courses heavily through your body.

in an instant, he runs towards you and engulfs you in his strong arms while letting out a sigh of relief, "i thought i lost you!" he murmurs in your hair, "can't get rid of me that easily, babe!" you say back with a low chuckle, though still trembling.

"i'll call price to help with the mess." he says, guiding you inside the house with an arm draped over your shoulders as you're still stuck in a state of lingering shock.

-----

"you looked so fuckin' sexy in that moment with the gun in your hand and blood all over you!" he says with a smirk as you cuddle on the couch days after the incident.

"yeah? you liked that?" you ask with a playful smile as your glinting eyes meet his.

"i'm proud of you! my wife is such a badass!" he says, a soft smile adorning his scarred lips and pure adoration dancing in his eyes as he pulls you in for a sweet kiss.

[jyoongim]

I have a brainrot to share and maybe it's a request idk but I feel like I have to preface this by saying I swear I have normal non-horny alastor thoughts he's just really taking up so much space in the brain rn.

Anywaaay, can you imagine Alastor with an extremely cautious darling? He wants her soul to keep her tied to him forever but no matter how good his offer is, reader turns him down and Alastor is just like sick of the rejections and the scheming so he's just gonna stoop to some other ungentlemanly methods.

And the night starts off as their normal fuckery in the sheets but Alastor starts denying them their climax and as reader gets more and more desperate Alastor proposes the deal again. Sell him your soul or he's just gonna pull out and go to sleep and he'll never let you finish ever again. and just

i swear i swear im normal i swear im not always like this 😭😭😭

Themes: rough sex, orgasm denial, alastor being a little shit, dealmaking, hair pulling, pet names, plot if you look hard enough, soul possessing

Title: Deal of a Lifetime

Alastor had always made it known that you were his.

It took you a while to figure it out from the subtle lingering touches to the way he acted. No matter how much time you had spent with the Radio Demon, you were still wary of him.

its not like you could help it through. 

Does were naturally skittish anyway.

And when it came the smiling demon, you had every right to be cautious.

Tonight Alastor made plans for the two of you to go out on a date for dinner.

You finished preening your hair and rushed to the lobby to meet Alastor.

”O-okay I’m ready. Sorry if i took so long” you said nervously as you approached the tall red demon, a blush bleeding into your cheeks as Alastor let out a low whistle as he took your hand and spun you around.

”my my Darling, what a pretty Doe I have” he purred, kissing your hands.

Your nerves were going haywire, fighting your instinct to back away you smiled “so what do you have planned tonight?”

what do you have planned tonight? Alastor grin widened at the thought as he watched you happily look at the menu.

How pretty you were in your black dress. Gloved hands excitedly tapping the menu. A bright look in your eye as you honed in on what might be your dinner.

You even wore the necklace he had gifted you.

Alastor was content with the looks you got as you strolled around with him.

you were his and everyone knew.

But you weren’t his officially.

At least in his way.

For years, Alastor had offered you a deal; Be his. In body, mind, and soul.

He wanted you by his side forever and a deal would solidify that.

But each and every time, you rejected the notion.

”I dont need to make a deal to be yours Alastor” was always your answer.

And quite frankly, he was getting sick of it.

But he was nothing if not resourceful. After all, how else do you capture a Doe?

Make them drop their guard.

The two of you chatted and ate to your hearts content.

When the waiter suggested dessert, Alastor simply declined, stating he had other ideas sending you a wink.

Back at the hotel, Alastor whisked you away to his bedroom.

Once the door was closed, he pounced; lips on yours and claws tearing at your dress.

You were flustered and aroused. Your hands massaged at his undercut as he laid you on your back on the bed.

His lips trailed your neck, sharp teeth nipping at your flesh, causing you to gasp.

”Alastor”

He hummed as he kissed your torso, tweaking and sucking at your nipples.

His claws dipped to your pantie, finding them soaked.

He chuckled “such a needy Doe” he tore off your panties to toy with your puffy clit and circle your slit.

You tugged his hair to bring his lips back to yours and moaned in his mouth as a finger dipped into your cunt.

Satisfied with how you began grinding into his hand, he discarded his pants and his heavy cock slapped against your mound.

You panted breathlessly as he teased his cock along your slit. You hooked a leg around his waist and threw your head back as he sunk into you.

Soft thrusts opened you to allow him deeper into the warm canal.

You arched as he steadily picked up his pace.

Your nightly rendezvous with the demon always made you feel exhilarated.

Alastor was very attentive to you. Always knew what made you tick.

He knew your body better than anything, so when he saw those pretty eyes flutter and how you cried out in pleasure, he knew how to handle you.

Your cunt was clinging to him with each thrust he gave you.

The sound of him sinking into your warm depth was music to his ears.

”On your knees dear” he said, patting your thighs.

Happliy, you turned over and lowered yourself into a deep arch, presenting him with your adorable ass and wet cunt.

Alastor admired you.

how submissive you were.

He growled as he lowered his weight on you and guided his cock by to his haven.

You gasped, feeling a hand wrap your hair into a fist, pulling your face up out the pillows “You sound so lovely doe, i wanna hear those tunes of yours”

His thrusts were hard, jolting your body as he rutted into you.

Subconsciously, you tried to meet his thrusts, whining as he hit that spot that has you seeing hearts.

”A-Al-Alastor i-I’m gonna…” you moaned feeling your cunt be wrecked.

Your insides tingled with the telltale signs of your orgasm.

But your sweet release was ripped from you when Alastor slowed his pace.

You tried to wiggle your hips against him, to seek that explosive pleasure.

Alastor was having none of that.

”Not yet darling” 

over and over he teased you right to that delicious edge, just to rip from you.

You were sobbing, ears flat to your skull as your cunt fluttered from your orgasm being denied.

You reached for him, whether for a anchor or a silent plea, you didn’t know.

You whimpered “Alastor please!”

His smile creased his cheeks, feigning a concerned tone “What ever the matter my dear Doe?”

He started thrusting into you, relishing in the soppy squish and how deep he was able to sink into you.

”Please please let me cum. I can’t..I-Ill do anything!”

A harsh thrust made you squeal

”Anything?”

You nodded, a moan ripping from your throat as he teased your throbbing clit.

”Then be mine. Submit your entire self to me my sweet doe. I already your sweet body and heart, but give me your soul. Let me own your very essence. Grant me that darling and ill grant you the sweet relief you so desperately crave” 

your insides clenched as he kissed your shoulder, beginning to pound into your soft cunt.

”or i empty myself inside this sweet cunt of your myDoe and you’ll never be granted a taste of my cock every again”

His lips at your ear, “your choice so what do you say Mon Cher?”

his hips grinded his cock into.

”Do we have a deal?”

You cried out, feeling your orgasm teetering “yes! Yes!Yes! YES! Please Alastor! Alastor just let me cum please please”

You felt your ring finger burn as he chuckled deeply

”why of course sweet Doe, cum for me”

A high pitched scream racked the walls as your orgasm clashed into, sending you in a babbling mess.

Alastor rode out your orgasm as he thrusted into you, before emptying himself inside you.

You shook as he wrapped you in his arms, bringing your hand to his lips.

A shiny gold ring adorned your hand.

He pressed a kiss to it and then an affectionate kiss to your forehead.

”Sweet sweet doe, my sweet Doe, all mine” 

[elliesgaythoughts]

sub ellie that laughs when she cums

a/n: tis a mess darlings x

she was laid on top of you limply as you teased her for hours. chest to chest with her, her face nestled into the side of your neck. all you can hear is her groaning against your collarbones as you slip two of your fingers inside her and wrap your arm around her back, pressing her closer too you, so close that you can feel her rapid heartbeat against your own.

you thrust in and out of her sofly as your thumb toys with her clit, her voice getting higher and her hips starting to stutter as your hand comes up and grips the hair at the back of her head as you speak messily. completely drunk on her as her pussy squeezes and soaks your fingers, her slick dripping down your wrist “look at you” you coo “ so fucking perfect” you say out of breath as you take in the sight of her bare body.

“yeah” she groans, barely conscious, lost in pleasure as her eyes roll back and her lips part with little whines. you let go of her hair and her face lands limply back onto your shoulder as she drags her hands down your bare chest, pain rippling through you as she leaves feint nail marks on your flesh before you pull out of her and make her gasp as you massage her puffy clit, her slick making a mess on your fingertips as her lips part on your flesh as her moan ripples through your skin “ughh.”

she digs her face into the side of your neck and mumbles against you “d-don’t stop” her hips moving in sync with your fingers as she practically humps your hand.

a groan leaves your lips as you land a few harsh smacks to ellies asscheek, watching her ass ripple at the impact as a squeal of surprise left her “aww so cute baby” her cheek turning pink as you massage the sting away right before landing another harsh slap and gripping her ass as you guide her weak form to ride your fingers as you push back into her soaked entrance. she rocks back and forth on you hurriedly as her pretty face scrunches up in pleasure and little tears roll down her freckled cheek “you’re so fucking pretty ellie” “yeah?” she whines as you feel her clench around your fingers tigher “yeah princess” her back arches as she runs from the feeling of you inside her, the pleasure too much for the poor girl until you slip a third finger inside her as she spreads her thighs thurther apart, greedily welcoming the feeling of you stretching her around your fingers “gonna-fuck im gonna cum daddy” she squeals

she sounds so cute, her pitch raising and her hips moving in all directions as she chants your name over and over.

you feel a pool of her drool forming on the side of your neck as she tiredly groans “daddy..” a warning that she is going to cum soon and before you can reply her arms are wrapped around you, squeezing you closer as her back her toes curl and she tosses and turns her flushed face against your chest. her shaky breathes turn into light giggles on your skin “oh fuck” she laughs, looking down at where your fingers disappear inside her as she throbs around you.

her cute giggles mixing with a cocktail of throaty moans before she falls limp on you, a hand over her mouth as her laughing takes over her body, euphoria filling her senses while her hips buck aimlessly into you.

she rolls off of you and you watch her in awe as her pretty tits raise and fall with each laugh that erupted from her chest. “oh my god, ellie” you giggle alongside her. she was so fucking adorable. her arms flying out in confusion at her self “i can’t stop” she says breathlessly. her eyes watered as the seratonin shot through her body and you drew circles into her thigh while you kissed at her shoulder as she lay there for a moment with her eyes closed and her breathing steadying.

you both laid in comfortable silence until her eyes fluttered open again. “fuckk” she groans. her pupils are dialated as she slowly comes back around, gripping your chin and giving you a sloppy kiss “fuck, that felt so good” she sighs. still in shock as her clit throbbed contently between her thighs. she starts peppering your face in sweet kisses, whispering thank yous into your skin as she pushes you onto the mattress and swings her leg over you. her fingers wrap around your wrist as she brings your hand up to her mouth and greedily shoves your cum soaked fingers past her lips, sucking away at the taste of herself as she sat perched onto your stomach.

you can feel her throbbing against your belly as her tongue slides between your fingers, the warmth of her mouth making you ache as she bobs her head, her eyes on yours before she pulls away with a ‘pop’ and you grip her face and wipe her spit from the sides of her grin before she bites her lip teasingly and eyes you “fuck I taste good” you know exactly what she wants but she just won’t it. “yeah you do..” you trail off, remembering how sweet she tasted on your tongue. you give her thigh a little tap on her thigh to get her attention “sit on my face.”

@williamellieslilho @yourelliewillms @moonalumi @heygrimace @pascals-doll @infiniteinquiries @aouiaa @radioheadfan699 @depressedbratsworld @lmaoo-spiderman @quinnister @cattjull

[emmyrosee]

Pls pls pls help a girl out!!

Its shark 🦈 week and whenever I’m in shark week I crave angst full on body angst ne you write it best 😭 pity me

I write it the best…? 🥺🩷 also no specific character in mind for this, but yall are married so 🫶🏻

————-

You’ve been yelling at each other for hours.

The circles of verbal assault haven’t slowed its pace, vile, cruel words flying from one mouth to pierce the heart of the other, only for the other words to come harder, meaner, louder. The throes of anger keep you both pinned in place, unable to stop, think, and see the damage you’re causing each other.

Your hands are swollen from your fists being so tightly balled, migraine forming from your scowling. His brows are stuck pinched in the center of his forehead, so deep you’re convinced they’ll stay there for days after you’re done. His teeth are grit so tight together that you want to massage his jaw to make them loosen before he shatters his pearly whites into pieces.

The culprit? A cold cup of tea, that now sits to the side dejectedly.

Because of that cold cup of tea, you’ve been screaming for two, going onto three hours, with no end in sight.

But, it’s not about the cold tea. It’s about the fact that the urgency in your love is gone, the quickness and determination to be with each other has dissolved into nothing but sugar melting in a mug of tea. Your time together has been awkward, it’s been minimal, and in your search to do something nice for him, like a warm cup of tea, he allowed it to get cold, and… what happened next?

There’s boundaries being crossed, lines of truce being broken as you cast vicious words against each other, the use of insecurities to make the other crumble and conjure a look of hurt, only to morph to disgust and yell back something even more heinous.

And yet…

“What did I even marry you for?” He snarls, throwing his arms out. “I’m certain it wasn’t for this! So why are we wasting our time right now?”

Your world stops.

In an instant, all words die on your tongue. Your mouth opens and closes like a fish as all you can think about are his words. They repeat in your head, almost in slow motion, as your heart sinks in your chest.

“What…?” you croak. Your throat is dry, mouth cottony, and you silently pray to anything, holy and not, merciful and malicious, that you didn’t hear him right. Your mind is lying, so tired of fighting you’re seeing the worst in him as a defense mechanism.

“You heard me,” he barks. “Your life is so miserable? You hate it here so much? GO.”

You heard him right.

You wished you hadn’t.

Your arms come up to cradle yourself in comfort, the fire swirling in your chest now extinguished, the once lively fight now being reduced to a ringing in your ear.

You’d… when did he…

“You don’t get to sit here, call me a cheater, a loser, a liar, all for your own good mind. Not when I’ve put my whole LIFE into you. I gave you my WHOLE. LIFE.”

“Why…”

“What?” He snarls.

You sniffle. Your bottom lip wobbles, and you blink a line of scalding tears out; you’re surprised they don’t sizzle your flesh from being so hot with frustration.

“Why… are you being so mean?”

“Mean?” He snaps. “Mean, you’ve called me some of the cruelest shit I’ve ever heard in your vocabulary, but I’m being mean? Do you even hear yourself, IM THE MEAN ONE?”

“Do you really wonder why you married me…?”

Your voice is so quiet, you wonder if he heard you.

He opens his mouth to spew his venom, only to stop dead in his tracks. His brows soften as his eyes widen, jaw slacking subtly. For the first time tonight, the room is quiet; still thick enough to cut the tension with a blade, but it’s quiet enough where you both can gather your thoughts.

You wipe your nose with your arm, “do you really think I want to stay here and fight with you? Is that how you think I want to spend my night with you?” You sob softly, “because it’s not. I don’t want to fight with you over cold tea… I don’t want to…”

You can practically see the lightbulb over his head light up. That’s right, you think to yourself. This is about tea.

“I…”

“I don’t question why I married you,” you whimper. “I know exactly why- because I love you. But the man I know would never, and I mean never, verbally assault and question his love for me over a cold. Cup. Of. Tea.”

“I don’t…” he shakes softly. “How did we get here…?”

“You started this war,” you hiss. “I didn’t.”

“Baby…”

“Don’t you fucking baby me,” you snap. “No. You don’t get to do that as a way to weasel out of this. You’re not going to guilt me with pet names to forgive you.”

“No, no, baby- damn, no, I mean-“

“You know what?” You pull your lips down into a frown and throw your hands out in defeat. “You want me gone so bad? I’m gone.”

“No, no, wait,” he begs, reaching out for one of your hands. You whip them back like he’s made of fire, and he reels away, as if keeping you safe, “no, I don’t want you to leave. I don’t question my love for you, I’d rather die than ever have you wonder if I love you-“

“Then you’d better have a goddamned good explanation for this,” you hiss. “Because right now? We’re done.”

“No!”

“I’m…” your strength is gone. Your lip quivers and your hand comes up to cover your mouth, and you wail as you make a dash out of the room, darting for the bedroom. You lock the door and slam your fist against the wood, screaming, howling in agony at the heartbreak of potentially losing your husband over a cold cup of tea.

Things spiraled so far out of control, that he questioned his love for you. How are you to come back from that? Angry words are truth shrouded in cruelty, and you are not going to let him berate you in such a manner as to wonder if this marriage was a good choice. You deserve far more, far better, than that.

On the other side of the door, you hear a soft poomf, then a thump. You stop crying to try and figure out the noises and their purpose.

“I’m here,” he says quietly, a far different tone from how he was speaking to you not three minutes ago. “I won’t try to come in. I won’t make you talk to me. But I’m here… and I love you. And I’m sorry.”

“Bite me,” you choke.

You hear him sigh through his nose, “I… I know why I married you,” he whispers. You don’t say anything. He continues regardless, “because you’re you. And on our first date, you were late because you hated the outfit you had planned, but you looked so fucking good, I couldn’t handle it. And it was that day, I decided I wanted to wait for you, forever. You are more than worth waiting for. And…” you hear him clear his throat, but there’s an emotional block in his voice, “I’ll keep waiting for you. Right here, on this floor. I’ll sleep, I’ll eat, I’ll piss I’ll die here, I don’t care, I’m right here. And I’ll stay here to prove that you’re worth waiting for.” He shudders.

“I’m happy to wait for you.”

———

haikyuu: daichi, kageyama, tsukishima, kuroo, yaku, iwaizumi, mattsun, hanamakki, oikawa, kyotani, ushijima (different font), kita (also different font), atsumu, osamu, suna, sakusa, meian

bnha: bakugou, dabi, hawks

jjk: gojo, geto, nanami, sukuna, toji, shiu

tokyo rev: baji, draken, mikey, hanma, rindou

[rui-drawsbox]

remembering the most memorable mc's (with canon appearences) from the otomes i played

all of them are phone games btw. and looong rambling about the games after the cut!

Mystic messenger has been in my radar since i was in elementary school but i played it for the first time after the spanish traslation came out (2017 i think?) Seven shaped my type in such a specific way that im not really sure why loved him so much (it was the whole "he loves you in every route" stuff). I like a lot the default mc, most of the fandom did and that was enough to won me over

Rosa is top tier protagonist tbh, Tears of Themis has really good story and characters (as far i played, not a lot but i enjoyed it) The reason i'm not that much of a fan is bc the game is expensive asf and not very free to play friendly. You're either lucky or have a big wallet with the gacha

i miss my wife man(Marius)

Ephemeral has to be one of the best free to play otomes i've played tbh (if my memories aren't tricking me, it's been years) Good artwork, good storyline, good characters and as far i remember you can unlock one chapter of the character route per day (mabye two days, idk) and the mc's background has an important role in every route (she's a zombie! she's pretty now but eventually will fall apart, aaaaand her story gets expanded in one of the routes!) ((shes also adorable)) There's also a sequel, if you wanted more of the boys! never finished it but i'd recommend it

Honorable mentions! Huellitas Mágicas is a great game! has a really good cast with well fleshed arcs for all the characters, even the scondary ones! The game shines more for the development of *all* the characters rather than just the protagonist/ml. The main theme is overcoming insecurities! Each love interest has a different way of helping our (very insecure) protagonist and helping different characters with their own struggles :DD

10/10 i recommend this game if you want something cute and can be finished in a few hours, if i remember right. It also has a sequel! with like- 12 new love interests, also never finished it bc i didnt found a guide that worked for me but ñek

A3! is my canon event as a gacha player. Discovered the english/global server, tried it and got bored, left it for a few months, tried it again and fell in love, noticed the game was going to shut down bc low sales -HAHA :(-. This is not a otome btw, this is here bc Izumi has to be one of my favorite protagonists in gacha games ever

last but not least! Obey me! Shall we date? oh dear, what have they done to you :(. The original had intense powercreep to force you to pull cards -multiple times bc that makes them stronger- and even now, the company showed a lot of favoritism to some characters, leaving others to dust bc they don't make the same money. Not to say, they released a new game with the same cast and new main story (ignoring all what happend before). And let me say: THEY LITERALLY WANTED TO KILL THE ORIGINAL GAME.

Nightbringer might be a decent game but i don't trust the devs anymore, i still remember what happend with Asmo's birthday right after the release, and honestly i don't want to sit there watching how they disrespect my favorite characters again and again and again. Loved the characters hated the devs. 5/10 you can play it if you want but i don't recommend spending money on it, it's not worth it, just search #obey me here in tumblr and enjoy the amazing fanworks that i can assure you have a lot more love than the game itself

i miss my wife man (mammon and levi)

[michibap]

ok so im ovulating and actually fucking tweaking over how big schlatt is hold on

nsfw below the cut

-the worm that lives in my ear will not shut the FUCK up about how there’s a 97.5% chance that he’s stronger than u

-roughhousing and genuinely thinking you have the upper hand one minute, and then the next you’re firmly pinned underneath him while he laughs in your face and it’s like oh

-and maybe it’s a little nerve wracking realizing how easy it was for him to bend you to his will, especially after thinking you’d bested him

-but when you look up at him his eyes are brimming with fondness and he’s leaning down to squish an obnoxiously wet kiss to ur cheek

-giggling and trying to turn your face away, shrieking when he playfully nips at the soft skin

-but u stop laughing bc ain’t SHIT funny about the way he grabs your face to bring it back to look up at him

-big ass hand coming up to grip the sides your your face, fingers digging into your cheeks to force your mouth open so he could slip his thumb between ur spit slicked lips

-pressing the pad of his thumb against your hot, wet tongue before running over the sharp points of your teeth, knuckle grazing against the silky inner lining of your cheek, cursing to himself and bringing his other hand down to palm himself over his shorts

-strong hands easily pushing your thighs out of the way to make space for that big ass head of his

-the rug burn would go ACTUALLY fucking crazy bc that man is a messy eater and i KNOW IT

-shaking his head and shit, hungry growls muffled by your cunt

-forearm pinning your hips to the bed to keep you from squirming away when it gets to be too much, keeping you there until he’s had his fill

-motherfucker doesn’t even come up for air until you’re knotting your fingers into his hair and prying him away from you with a whimper

-he parts from you with a grin, leaning down to give her one last kiss before he’s surging back up towards you, catching your lips in a searing kiss

-smiling into it when you gasp into his mouth at the sensation of long fingers breaching your entrance, taking advantage of it and using the chance to bully his tongue into your mouth

-his groan harmonizing with your keening moan when he crooks his fingers just right

-mercilessly sending you hurtling towards another orgasm, humming with a grin as he feels you squeeze around his fingers

-laughing at you as you whine when he draws them out, wiping them off on his shirt and pressing a parting kiss to your mouth before his hands come to your hips and flip you onto your stomach

-doesn’t even give you the chance to get into position, one hand dragging your hips up while the other settles between your shoulder blades, wide palm pinning your front to the mattress, effectively keeping you arched for him

-you can’t do much more than whine into the mattress and fist your hands in the sheets as you feel his fat head pressing against your entrance, gasping when it finally pushes in

-he throws his head back with a drawn out groan as he presses in, but forces himself to pick it back up so he could set his eyes on where he’s sliding into you

-you yelp when you feel a harsh slap to your ass, whining when he grabs a mean fistful of stinging flesh, though it trails off into a moan when his hips punch forward with another brutal thrust

-once he’s bored of pistoning his hips into your ass, he’s using both hands to grab your hips, moving you back and forth on him, encouraging you to take over

“C’mon, baby-“ he’d hiss through gritted teeth, “fuckin’ take it.”

-he’s more than happy to watch you fuck yourself back on him for a while, but once you start to lose your rhythm he’s locking back in, meeting your thrusts with his own

-little grunts punched out of him every time his hips meet your ass

-usually you'd have to tear the fabric of time and space to get him to pull out, but he couldn’t be assed to grab a condom earlier, so now he’ll suffer for it

-he plays a dangerous game, teetering painfully close to the edge before he’s forcing himself to pull out

-completely disregarding how you whine as you clench around nothing, too busy frantically fisting his cock over you, knuckles bumping the fat of your ass as he struggles to catch his breath

-maybe his free hand comes to spread you open, giving himself a pleasant view before he’s spilling

-tbh idc if u finish or not TBIS ISNT ABOUT YOU

-once he’s satisfied, he’s collapsing on top of you, chest pressed to your back, squishing you into the mattress

-weighted blanket of a man.

-ignores you complaining about needing to pee as he dozes off, nuzzling his face into your hair as he gets comfortable

-whatever bitch u can pee later GOD

jschlatt PLEASE give me a chance king i’ll sign the nda no questions asked I MEAN JT