#LOOOORDDDD

[maxellminidisc]

What fucks me up is like the LAYERS of how well calculated and curated these tracks are down to the very choice of producers in of itself.

[feenmies]

this weird trend of people posting simarkus and trying to make them like. somehow more tragic by making markus like. homophobic? is so odd to me like it's 1) WILDLY out of character and 2) weird that they choose markus of all characters to be homophobic/unwilling to accept himself as queer.... strange racist connotations there but that's neither here nor there i suppose

[bedforddanes75]

39, 20, and 12

HAAAIIIII new url is Cuuunt... yes! ok so Under the cut Go

39 (random fact about me)

20 (favourite lyrics)

12 (first 5 words that come to mind) this is so pretentious sounding girl shut up ☠️

[seiwas]

@soumies @scarabrat @augustinewrites @kentoangel @mididoodles @satarou @kurous

Back to the basics

[collideliketwostars]

imo, I think best title card of the year was Evil Dead Rise

[deeplymax]

Hii can you write smut w suguru where he teases you a lot and fucks reader dumb pls🥸😣

! SUGARCOAT

pairing: suguru geto x fem!reader

warning: down bad duh, not proofread, MDNI. 18+, dumbification, overstimulation, squirting, p in v, Cunnilingus, i think thats it

a/n: loooordddd !! tysm for the request pookums!! totally didnt write this while my phone is breaking and glitching and refusing to work. im also sufering from the worst cramps of my life for some reason ?? sobbing. likes + reblogs + comments r always appreciated! requests r open

Suguru Geto who loves just how shy you get whenever her teases or flirts with you. Whether it be the gentle grab of your ass in that skirt, or the way he whispers filthy words into your ears even if there's people around.

Suguru Geto who makes sure to kiss your neck and leave hickies, provoking those sweet, sweet whines and begs for him that fall from your pretty lips. 

Suguru Geto who buries himself between your thighs, arms locked around the fat of your thigs, tongue working onto your clit as if it was his last meal. His eyes stay on your face the entire time, pulling his mouth away if you dare to look away from him.

“Look at me baby, wanna see that pretty face when you cum.”

Suguru Geto who can say the most filthy things about you with a straight face, with the taste of your juices on his lips after making you cum 3 times. He loves the look of pure euphoria on your half lidded eyes.

Suguru Geto who still teases you when he stuffs your cunt full of his thick cock. It’s sinful with his hands roam around your body, leaving marks on your hips, and playing around with your tits. His eyes watch those lustful expressions on your face as his dick slides in and out of you, hitting all those sweet spots from the curve of his cock.

Suguru Geto who has you keep your eyes on him as he drills your overstimulated pussy, pelvis bumping on your swollen clit. 

“That's it, good girl. Looking so pretty taking this cock, cunt’s practically talking to me.”  He’d whisper in your ear, gently kissing the trace of your jawline, feeling just how hot your face was.

Suguru Geto who loves the fucked out look on your face as he makes you cum for the nth time. Hazel eyes watching how your eyes practically roll to the back of your head, body trying to squirm away as you squirt on him again.

Suguru Geto who cums in you over and over again, the lewd look on your face nearly imprinted in his mind. He knows just how much you love feeling the warm, hot, sticky ropes of cum paint your gummy walls.

“Spread your legs baby, that's it.. Wider. Good girl.” 

Suguru Geto who loves watching the cum drip from your cunt, mixed in with your juices. Sometimes he’ll go back to eat you out after he’s came inside you.

Suguru Geto who loves to tease you, get you all flustered and worked up just to fuck you dumb minutes later.

[checkadii]

Look at me, sticking my neck out for you like this.

CAR CRASH GLASS SHATTERING GOOODDD LOOOORDDDD GENERAL COMMOTION BABY CRYING WAAA WAAA YELLING POLICE SIRENS WEE WOO HELICOPTERS recording live EXPLOSIONS MY LEGG MY LEGGGGGGG

i love gianni sm im. listennig to the voiceline video the fuckign misc section is captivating

anyays. yea... its just... pressure has been stuck in my head, .. .

[juneknight]

Prelude: "This Better not Awaken Anything in me"

Santiago Garcia x fem!reader

Summary: While having sex, you and santi find out a mutual fantasy...

WARNINGS: piv, rough sex, finger sucking, anal play, hair pulling, spanking, soft aftercare, after sex check in, talk of group sex, talk of anal and oral.

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Santiago was unrelenting today. You’d often heard the term “fuck you into the mattress” and it seems Santi was taking this literally. He had you on your stomach, pillow under your hips, hand pressed down between your shoulder blades that had initially cracked your back as he pressed down, making him break out of character, giggling a bit as he asked if you were okay. When he knew he hadn’t inadvertently hurt you, and kissed the area he cracked, he went back to fucking into you, pressing you down, muffling your moans and cries when his other hand slapped your ass. While he had went down on your generously long, he hadn’t allowed you to come, preferring to build you up tonight. 

When he heard you mumbling into the comforter, he let up his weight on your back, allowing you to lift your face up. He always did this if he thought you were trying to say something, Santi always let up to let you talk, in case you wanted to express your needs or use a safeword. 

“More” Was all you managed to get out.

A slight chuckle behind you, and although you couldn’t see him, you could imagine the grin on his face. “You need more, pretty girl? Eight inches ain’t enough for you?”

“Need, no, need- fuck!” You were a babbling mess, the thick drag of his cock through your walls and feeling him hit in your stomach making forming a coherent thought impossible.

“What’s wrong baby?” His tone was teasing, each snap of his hips making the thoughts you were gathering shatter and restart. “Am I fucking you stupid?”

You whine out a mhm, and he slows down, eliciting another whine.

You felt Santi’s sweaty body fold over you, encasing you, right arms covering yours and interlacing your fingers together, while his left brushed hair that was stuck to your face, his hips continuing to move himself inside you, slow and tender to allow you to think. “Tell me what you need, baby girl” he pressed kisses into your neck.

“Need your fingers”

He obliged, moving his hand to wrap around you, playing with the bundle of nerves above where he entered you. “Like this?” You shake your head, and feel him smile against your neck. “Ah.”

He leaves you, a shiver of chills as your skin disconnected, and Santi runs his hands up and down your back, easing the transition to the cold air. He slides his hands back down, one resting on your cheek, kneading the soft skin and the other delivering a harsh slap. You yelp and your body jolts. 

“Shh, shh” Santiago rubs the spot, still bruised from previous nights. “I’ll give you what you want sweetie, always will, I’ll always take care of you.” Placing a hand on the small of your back, his thumb traced over the tight ring of muscle. “Like this?” His hips never stopping slowly thrusting into you.

You felt him spit on your hole, then push his thumb inside. All you can do is moan, melting back into the bed.

He began to pick up speed again, his thumb matching his growing pace. “You like that baby? You like me filling you up?” He doesn’t need your answer, the wet squelch of your cunt answering for you. Santiago leans around you again, managing to keep his thumb in you as two fingers from his other hand tap at your lips, asking for permission which you gladly granted, accepting him even more into you.

“Fuck baby,” he mumbles in aw. “So fucking desperate, aren’t you? Desperate to please me, to take me everywhere?”

You nod, sucking on his thick fingers.

Santiago pulls back, wet fingers pressed against your lower neck, you turn your face back into the mattress. Fuck he feels good, pounding into you so deep, you were sure if he pressed his hand against your stomach, he’d feel himself in you. Tears pricked at your eyes, he had been edging you for nearly an hour at this point.

“All pretty and submissive for me, you’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you? Like me shoving my cock wherever I wanted?”

The only response out of your mouth was the repetitive ‘uh, uh, uh’ in time with each time his dick hit that perfect spot.

“Or do you just like feeling full? Huh? Like feeling all your holes stuffed up like a greedy fucking whore?” Santi pressed his full upper weight onto you, shoving you into the soft mattress. The room smell of sex and sweat, and you could hear his grunts, working himself up. “You like being filled? My fingers not enough, want me to call one of the guys over? Hm? Want me to have Will fuck your ass while I’m in this tight little pussy?”

The blood drained out of your shit, how did he know that? Had you said something in your sleep during one of those many dreams you had of Will Miller ravaging you? 

“You’d like wouldn’t you? Maybe Benny too, shoving his cock down your throat? Both Miller brothers inside you at once?”

Shit, shit fuck he was tapping deeper into your fantasies. You groan as the coil tighten, praying to god he lets you come soon, unsure how long you can hold it. 

His thrusts remained powerful and harsh as he traded the thumb in your asshole for two fingers, stretching you, but the pace was faltering. You inch your ass back, eagerly taking what he gives you.

“Or maybe you’d like all of them, taking turns with your fucked out cunt. Frankie’s got the biggest dick I’ve ever seen, I wanna watch you struggle to take him all in” Santiago felt you tight around him at the thought of that, the mattress doing little to block the loud moan that escaped you.

Santi laughed darkly. “Yeah, I’d bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you” he wrapped his large hands around the back of your neck, squeezing in the sides to block the oxygen. “Have the guys sharing you, passing you around, all inside you at once, f-fuck” He groans, the idea of his perfect girl being so good for his friend, taking care of them. “While I watch them fuck you, make sure I know how lucky I am to have you, shit, baby, you want that?”

He couldn’t make out what you said, but you doubts it was comprehensible anyway, the world around you was fading, only his cock existed. That is, until his fist grabbed your hair, yanking you up to where his face was waiting for you. “I asked you a fucking question bitch” Santi spit into your hung-open mouth. “Little slut too fucked out to speak?” his tone condescending. “Answer me and I’ll let you come. Do you want Frankie, Benny and Will to stretch you open?”

You muster every bit of comprehension you have to sputter out “y-es, yes daddy” before your face was thrown back into the soft fabric. 

“Then come for me” he grunted, slapping your ass and watching the fat jiggle as you screamed, the floodgates finally opened after an hour of edging. He punctured his words with harsh thrusts as he came, balls slapping against you “Dirty. Fucking. Whore.” He slammed into you one more time, feeling his cum spill inside. You briefly wonder what it would feel like to feel Frankie take over next, but right now you were too tired to carry that fantasy much further.

You come to with a warm rag cleaning both holes, Santi muttering softly about how good you were for him, ‘my perfect girl’ ‘sweet thing’ ‘such a good girl’ He sat on the side of the bed, coaxing your face out towards him again, a gentle adoring smile on his face. “Hey princesa, you feel okay?” 

Nodding eagerly, you smile right back at the love of your life. “I’m doing great, you?”

Santi couldn’t help chuckling at that. You always asked how he was, despite the fact it was him inflicting the pain. “Fucking fanstastic. Can I massage you, or would that be overwhelming right now?”

“Massage would be great, Santi”

He happily obliged, getting the lotion he kept on in the draw of the nightstand for the dry patched on your arms, which he rubbed lotion into first, before focusing on your upper back and neck that he pressed so hard into. “Anything hurt?”

“Can you get the right shoulder? It’s a little stiff. Not from you, hurt it carrying a box.”

He gives a small tsk, “Wish you would’ve told me, I would have been more careful. You know you can tell me if theres something to be careful around, or if you don’t want anything rough.” You knew this, of course, but Santi always reiterated this to you, making sure you knew he meant it.

“I know baby, forgot about it until just now, promise. I’ll always tell you if I don’t like something”

“I know you will, Carino. Makes me so proud of you when you trust me.” A pause. “You wanna talk about that now? Or wait on it?”Santi referenced the fact you had both open stated you wanted his friends to fuck you.

“We can talk about it now…” You were nervous. You did find them all attractive, ridiculously so… But you were worried that what Santi said was just dirty talk. Would he think less of you? Would he actually think of you as a whore, and not in the way you had previously discussed for sex? Would he think you’d cheat? Think you’re dirty? Would he-

“Hey sweetheart” Santiago briefly paused his massage to kiss you back to attention. “I can hear you thinking from here. It’s okay, this is why we talk about things, this room is a judgment free zone. Do you actually want- wait no, let me start…” Santi took a breath. “That wasn’t just talk for me” He moved his hands to between your shoulder blades, thumbs working your spine. “That wasn’t just talk for me, I’d love to see that… with one or all of them, whoever. I trust them all with my life, and with you. I know I made you say you wanted it so you could come, but that was my horny brain talking. I want you to be honest with me, baby.”

You could always be honest with Santi. You rolled your shoulders. “I feel much better, can you hold me please?”

“Of course” Santi laid down, pulling your chest to his. “Is that you dodging the question? Because we can discuss it later, I just think we should talk about it eventua-”

“I want that. Do you think… do you think they’d want to?”

Santi shrugged a bit. “I don’t know, good chance they might. I know Frankie and Benny have been with girls together”

“I doubt Will wants to have sex with the same girl his brother is fucking”

“You never know baby, I can ask, see their thoughts, what they may or may not be into?” He He watched your face frown. “Or not! I could just talk to Will, see if he’s interested in you me and him, or we can just pretend this never happened, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable”

You shift a bit. “I don’t want them to think badly of me”

“Oh honey” Santiago kissed the crease between your brows. “They would never. Even if they weren’t interested, no one would judge you.”

You considered for a moment. “Do it” You whispered, breathing out shakily, nervous but excited “All of them”

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Okay y'all this is bc of a convo me and @kittyofalltrades had with @dameronscopilot so uuuuhhhhhhhhh if this fic gets 50 notes I'll go out of my norms and write group sex between reader and all 4 boys which is gonna be HARD but ima try.

so make sure you reblog

tagging the usuals

@my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @welcometostayingawake @in-between-the-cafes @lucianadraven32 @milkymoon2483 @ahookedheroespureheart

[kimoralov3]

scream - 18+ only, send your whorish thoughts so we can talk

oh LOOOORDDDD thinking ab steve harrington in a crop top again and i just😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

HIM LAYING IN BED WITH HIS ARM UP SO THE SHIRT RIDES UP EVEN MORE😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

yk how ppl make comments about glasses staying on during sex?? that crop top is staying ON if it's the last thing i do

IF I SEE A LITTLE PEAK OF TUMMY I'M GONNA SCREAM!!! I'M A SIMPLE PERSON!!!

duffers pls i'm on my knees begging

[tallulah477]

hunting the tawute was so good im actually obsessed with it i think reread it three times?? OMLLL the knot play was so hot, i feel like theres not that much "knotting" when it comes to navi x human smut ive seen which is so sad bc come on human reader who can barely handle a navi cock and NOW has to deal with this damn knot thats literally keeping her connected to them while they fill up her insides constantly plsplspls

and the way loak got super posessive of reader when neteyam tried to stop him OMFGGGGG i need more posessive loak/neteyam AND WHEN LOAK KISSED HER BELLT BULDGE WHEN NETEYAM WAS RAILING HER i fell to the floor when i read that

dark/fucked up/hates human loak & neteyam with human reader who they basically treat as their toy/sex toy is literally my number 1 fantasy and dont even get me started on them getting her pregnant i always imagine it where navi and humans cant procreate but since they have some human dna it would work need them both to baby trap me so bad

thank u for feeding us dark fic enjoyers !

Y'all are making me blush!! 🧡 🧡 🧡

I'm so thrilled with how many people are loving Hunting the Tawtute and how you guys are into dark fics in general, and I'm so fucking here for it.

Definitely agree there's not enough knotting in Avatar. It's one of the hottest things to read in my opinion, but it's so hard to find. I'm sure you've read her stuff cause she's for sure the best at writing about heats/ruts/knotting, but if you haven't you should check out @tiredmamaissy - her stuff is fantastic and hot and just 🥵

CW:// Talk of Pregnancy & Pregnant Sex (under the cut):

Don't get ME started on them getting her pregnant. Good loooordddd, I could cum just thinking about it. And I LOVE the idea of the human DNA allowing them to impregnate her, and I imagine that it would take many, many, many rounds of breeding and filling her up for it to take. And then even after it does, they wouldn't be able to keep their hand off of her because now she smells like them all the time and possessiveness from the sight of her round with their baby makes them even more obsessed with her.

[rinneverse]

“my safety is in your hands” LOOOORDDDD RHE THINGS I WANNA DO TO U.

[valkyrayn]

i can't stop thinking about the 3rd anniversary marius card

i just wanna lick those abs of his and suck him off. but also edge him to the point where he begs me to let him cum

"miss...please-! i've been a good boy. please let me cum!"

after you lap up all that cum that spurts out of his dick after you let him cum, you untie his hands (his hands are tied right? i hope i'm not imagining things) and he pushes you to the ground to then eat you out and fuck the living daylights out of you

"oh fuck...you got so wet just from just sucking me off? what a naughty girl."

lawd help me i want him so bad. also you can call me 🫧 anon c:

GOOD LOOOORDDDD THE FILTHY THOUGHTS I HAVE IN MY HEAD RN like we just know the moment he's off the restraints, godspeed to your pussy cus you're getting fucked to another dimension

also sneak peek to my wip rn wish me luck cus we be having the same ideas

[lololololchips]

who are your biases for svt?? i think my top ones are jeonghan and seungkwan (love my sassy men) but at the same time im like OT13 bc i love all of them:3

-🫧

duuudeee i feel like i switch my bias everyday😭😭i got into svt bc of vernon but then i saw mingyu and LOOOORDDDD, but now mingyu isn’t even my bias😓

but for rn my main pookies are wonwoo and cheol😍

[elikajinnie]

DEAR LOOOORDDDD IM ON THE FLOOOOOR!!! My marvel fan heart is so happy now *cries*

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐌 !

pairing: venom!jay x reader

genre: venom au, one sided rivalry, loser!jay, office coworkers, superhero

synopsis: when a geeky coworker’s transformation catches your eye, curiosity leads to a discovery far darker—and more thrilling—than you ever imagined. now, blackmail has you entangled with jay and his possessive alter ego, venom, in a dangerous game neither of you wants to end.

warnings: kissing, fighting, venom??

note: where are my marvel girlies at whoo hoo! venom is so pookie and my biggest "hear me out" hehe he got me sobbing in the theatre. jay as venom would be SO hot kjvfbvnjb >< so i wrote this to make up for me going mia for a while, i have too much school work so writing will be slow. anyway enjoyyy reading!!

word count: 2.5k

your office life was a balancing act between emails, deadlines, and… keeping your one-sided rivalry with park jongseong alive. jay(as everyone else called him), with his slightly too-short ties and endearing but tragic fashion sense, was the quintessential office geek. he was awkward, quiet, and too nice for his own good. yet, no matter how awkward he was, jay always managed to excel in everything he did, effortlessly snagging the praise you thought should have been yours.

what irritated you most was that jay never seemed to notice your rivalry. he was too busy offering you help or giving you his signature polite, bumbling smile. and sometimes, you’d even catch yourself watching him a little too closely, feeling a reluctant warmth for his harmless, good-guy charm.

one afternoon, you wandered over to his desk, smirking as you noticed his usual setup: notebooks organised to the millimetre, a stack of neatly sharpened pencils, and a sticky note that read “be confident!” in his looping handwriting.

he looked up as you approached, adjusting his slightly crooked glasses and giving you a shy smile.

“hey, park,” you began, leaning casually against his desk. “did you remember to double-check the new client report? i know how thorough you like to be.”

jay blinked, his cheeks turning pink. “y-yeah, i went over it twice… just to make sure everything was right.”

“of course you did,” you replied with a playful eye roll. “wouldn’t want our employee of the month slipping up, now would we?”

he smiled, looking down at his notebook. “just doing my best.”

you shook your head, laughing softly. for some reason, you loved seeing him blush, getting him all flustered with a few well-placed jabs. jay was sweet, awkward, and, despite your constant teasing, he never seemed to hold it against you.

but the next week, everything changed.

jay showed up to work that monday looking like a different person. gone were the slightly wrinkled shirts and too-short ties. instead, he wore a fitted, charcoal button-down with the top few buttons undone, revealing a silver chain against his collarbone. his sleeves were rolled up, showing his forearms in a way that made you do a double-take. and he’d traded his old glasses for sleek, dark-rimmed ones that suited him way too well, giving him a smouldering look.

you did a double take as he walked by, giving you a casual, confident nod. “morning,” he said, his voice low and smooth. the bumbling, endearing jay you knew was nowhere to be found.

you shook it off, convincing yourself it was just a fluke. but over the next few days, you couldn’t ignore the transformation.

he traded in his ill-fitting clothes for tailored shirts, stylish watches, and a few artfully unbuttoned collars that showed off his neck and a hint of muscle. it seemed like his glasses had now permanently changed, now sleek and sophisticated, accentuating his jawline in a way that made you, against your better judgement, find yourself staring a little too long.

and it wasn’t just his style—jay’s entire demeanour was different. instead of blushing and stuttering, he’d catch you looking, smirking with a confidence that left you flustered.

one afternoon, you approached him, determined to regain some control of the dynamic. “wow, park,” you said, crossing your arms. “fancy new look. trying to impress someone?”

he looked up, a slow smile spreading across his face. “why? is it working?”

your cheeks heated, but you forced a laugh. “don’t flatter yourself.”

“oh, i don’t need to,” he replied smoothly, leaning back in his chair. “you do a pretty good job of that.”

his words left you speechless, your usual comebacks fizzling as he held your gaze with a smirk. flustered, you turned away, cursing under your breath.

when had park jongseong become… hot?

over the next week, his flirtations continued, growing bolder and more direct. every time you tried to tease him, he’d have a response that left you stumbling. gone was the stammering, geeky coworker you used to playfully bully; in his place was someone who knew exactly how to get under your skin, his newfound confidence throwing you off balance.

but one night after work, things took an unexpected turn.

you’d noticed him acting strange, glancing at his arms as though trying to keep something in check. he slipped out of the office quickly that evening, his face tense, and curiosity got the best of you. you followed him, keeping your distance as he made his way down the street, eventually ducking into a dark alleyway.

hiding behind the corner, you peeked around, pulling out your phone and hitting “record” just in case. what you saw left you speechless.

jay was standing in the middle of the alley, his body tense, his hands clutching his head. dark, inky shadows pulsed along his arms, twisting and curling like tendrils wrapping around him. his posture shifted, his shoulders straightening as the shadows coiled around his body, transforming him into something that was equal parts terrifying and mesmerising.

suddenly, jay let out a deep, guttural growl, his face contorting as sharp, gleaming fangs appeared, his once-soft eyes turning pitch black.

“finally,” a rough, raspy voice rumbled, oozing from jay’s mouth with a sinister excitement. “let’s go for a little… snack.”

a cold chill shot through you as you held up your phone, capturing the whole transformation on video. your heart was racing, but you couldn’t look away. whatever was happening to jay was unlike anything you’d ever seen.

as he turned, his gaze fell on the man who’d appeared in the alley, a figure holding a crowbar, his face twisted in anger. jay’s lips twisted into a wicked grin as he stalked toward the man, his voice dropping into a dark, predatory tone.

“ohhh, you picked the wrong guy to mess with tonight,” the voice sneered, dripping with a twisted glee. “i am going to enjoy this.”

the man froze, his face paling as jay’s shadows coiled around him, binding him in place. jay’s grin widened, his fangs gleaming as he leaned in close.

“run along, before i decide you’d make a nice little snack,” he growled, his voice a terrifying blend of jay’s and something far darker.

the man didn’t hesitate, stumbling away into the shadows. but as jay straightened, his gaze flickered over to you, and his eyes narrowed. in a heartbeat, he was in front of you, his inky black tendrils stretching out to trap you, pinning you against the wall.

you swallowed, trying to keep your breathing steady as he loomed over you, his dark, twisted grin sending a thrill of both fear and fascination through you.

“you… got that on video?” he murmured, his voice back to normal but tinged with a rough edge.

you held up your phone, smirking. “every second of it.”

his eyes flashed with a dangerous glint, and he leaned closer, his face inches from yours. “we could just… eat you, you know. save ourselves a lot of trouble.”

you raised an eyebrow, refusing to back down. “please. you didn’t even eat that guy. there’s no way you’d hurt me.”

he chuckled, the sound low and dark, his gaze flicking over your face. “hmm, true… i like you too much for that.”

the words left you breathless, your heart skipping a beat as you stared up at him, stunned. his face softened, a small, genuine smile replacing the sinister grin.

“so… about that video,” he murmured, his voice laced with amusement.

regaining your composure, you smirked, crossing your arms as best you could with his tendrils pinning you to the wall. “i think i’ll keep it… as insurance. you know, just in case you feel like getting hungry again.”

he tilted his head, his expression thoughtful. “so… what, you’re blackmailing me now?”

“exactly,” you replied, your grin widening. “you’re going to help me out with a few things, and i’m going to keep my mouth shut about your… secret.”

jay sighed, the shadows retracting as he released you, though he kept his gaze locked on yours. “fine. but don’t push it.”

you grinned, savouring the thrill of having the upper hand. “deal.”

over the next few weeks, you took full advantage of your “arrangement.” you had him running errands, fixing things around your apartment, and even carrying your heavy boxes at work. gone was the bumbling, geeky jay you’d known, replaced with someone who wielded both power and confidence—and didn’t hesitate to let you know it.

curiosity getting the best of you one day, you found yourself pulling him aside. “so… about your little… transformation,” you began, eyeing him carefully. “is he, like, a shadow monster or something?”

jay’s eyes widened, and he looked genuinely affronted. “shadow monster?” he repeated, crossing his arms. “he’s a symbiote. and he’s got a name, thank you very much.”

you raised an eyebrow. “a symbiote? i mean, he looks pretty shadowy to me.”

jay sighed, clearly unimpressed with your description. “no, he’s not ‘shadowy.’ he’s a sentient being that forms a bond with his host—me. he’s venom,” jay clarified, the name coming out almost reverently, and with a slight glint in his eye.

“oh, i see. so, he’s a person?”

“well, he has his own… opinions,” jay replied, wincing as he paused. “we’re a package deal, so to speak.”

“damn right, a package deal,” a deep, gravelly voice suddenly rumbled from within jay, and you felt a slight chill as the symbiote made its presence known.

you stared, both amazed and slightly unnerved. “oh… hey there, venom.”

venom chuckled, the sound reverberating low and menacing. “hello, sweetheart. i hear you think i’m a 'shadow monster.' "

jay rubbed the back of his neck, looking slightly exasperated, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes as he said, “see? he doesn’t like being called that.”

you smirked, glancing at jay and then back at venom. “got it, venom,” you replied, a teasing lilt to your voice. “no shadow monster remarks. i’ll be sure to remember that.”

that evening, you called him over to help fix a squeaky window in your apartment. when he arrived, his sleeves were rolled up, and those dark tendrils emerged, forming into tools as he worked. you couldn’t help but watch, fascinated as he tightened the screws effortlessly, his movements precise and fluid.

he glanced over his shoulder, catching you staring. “see something you like, darling?” he teased, his voice low, laced with that familiar dark humour.

you scoffed, crossing your arms. “keep dreaming, park.”

jay smirked, his gaze flicking over you with a look that was anything but innocent. “oh, i don’t have to dream.”

your face heated, but before you could respond, he leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear. “you know, all you have to do is say the word.”

flustered, you quickly turned away, ignoring the smug grin on his face.

one night, as you were heading home from work, you felt someone following you. before you could react, a man grabbed your arm, yanking you into a dark alley. panic surged through you, your heart hammering as you struggled against his grip. but before you could scream, a low, guttural growl echoed from the shadows.

jay emerged from the darkness, his face twisted into a terrifying, fanged grin, his body wrapped in shadows that made him look both monstrous and mesmerising. he moved faster than you’d ever seen, dark tendrils coiling around the man’s arms, pinning him against the wall with a force that made your would-be attacker whimper.

“didn’t anyone tell you?” he snarled, his voice laced with dark satisfaction, his grin widening to show those gleaming fangs. “not to mess with what's ours.”

the man’s face turned ghostly white as he struggled against jay’s grip, terror flooding his eyes. jay’s smirk only grew, his shadowed form tightening its hold as he leaned in close, as if savouring every second of the man’s fear.

“i should just eat you,” jay’s voice growled, laced with menace and barely-concealed delight. “but you’re too pathetic for even a snack.” with a dismissive sneer, he released the man, letting him stumble away in blind terror, tripping over himself as he fled into the night.

when you looked back at jay, his inky tendrils had retracted, his monstrous form dissolving into something closer to the man you knew. yet his eyes still held that dangerous, possessive glint, and his breathing was still heavy, his gaze locked onto you with an intensity that made your pulse race.

“you okay?” he asked, his voice softer now, but with an edge of something raw and wild. his hand moved to rest on your arm, fingers lingering as if to reassure himself you were safe.

you nodded, swallowing as you tried to steady your breathing. “thanks to you…”

a wicked chuckle escaped him, his head tilting as his eyes darkened with a new, eerie glow. you could feel the presence of that “other” entity in him, lurking just beneath the surface. “oh, she’s safe with us,” it rumbled, making your skin prickle. “but i think she owes us something, don’t you, jay?”

jay’s gaze softened for a moment before that twisted smile took over again, his features shifting, the shadows flickering as he allowed his alter ego to take control.

“you really think i owe you?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady despite the thrill that coursed through you.

“absolutely,” jay, or rather venom replied, his grin widening. “we didn’t just save you. we protected what’s ours. and i think a little… reward is in order.”

you arched an eyebrow, unwilling to back down. “and what kind of reward does a shadow monster want?”

jay leaned closer, his breath warm and tinged with something dark. “i have a few ideas.” he chuckled, his sharp fangs glinting in the low light. “but don’t worry, sweetheart. we won’t bite… unless you ask nicely.”

your cheeks flushed despite yourself, but you kept your cool. “i don’t think you’re as scary as you want me to believe,” you teased, meeting his dark gaze. “you wouldn’t hurt me.”

his eyes gleamed with amusement. “oh, i could… but where’s the fun in that?” he tilted his head, observing you with a dark curiosity. “besides… jay likes you too much. and, maybe… so do i.”

the admission left you momentarily breathless, your heart pounding as you stared up at him. just as you were about to respond, his face softened, his gaze flicking to your lips before he leaned in.

without waiting another second, jay captured your mouth in a fierce, consuming kiss. the roughness in his embrace was offset by a possessive tenderness that made you melt, your hands gripping his shirt as he pulled you closer.

when he finally pulled back, his eyes flickered between jay’s gentle warmth and venom’s dark amusement. “so, boss,” he murmured, his voice laced with that familiar, playful edge, “any other tasks?”

with a grin, you pulled him closer, “i think i can come up with a few.”

jay chuckled approvingly, his voice a husky whisper against your ear. “good… because we’re just getting started.”

and with that, he leaned in once more, his mouth claiming yours in a kiss that promised this was only the beginning of a thrilling, dangerous new game.

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is it just me or is it so painful to watch shoujo animes because how come these random teenagers my age or younger are all having the most kawaii whatever coming of age highschool romances of their lives anffff im sitting here on star rail ??

LOOOORDDDD provide me with the strength to get through this

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