#Listenin

[screampied]

you always had a bad habit of falling asleep—not just anywhere though, but on sukuna ryōmen’s notorious throne. .

he hated it.

he hated how how you hogged up his space.

he hated how your near-quiet snores would echo through his poorly aged walls.

most importantly though, he hated how frustratingly cute you looked . . all scrunched up, curled up in a ball, and occasionally shivering a bit from the cool air that settled against your bare skin.

“tch..” he’d sigh, feeling his muscles ache with each step he took toward you. as usual, sukuna had just returned from some battle and here you were, always waiting for him to return. he’s probably told you over about a hundred times that you could have slept in his private chambers but no—you always preferred his throne. always.

you never told him, but part of the reason why you loved sleeping on it was because of his strong scent that always lingered on the piece of ancient furniture. a musky scent that you’d grow to always miss whenever he wasn’t with you.

“oi. you awake?” sukuna grumbles, and you shift a bit once he lifts you. you could hear him murmuring vexed curses under his breath as he positioned you to lean up a certain way. crimson-velvet eyes bore into your sleeping state and sukuna held back a snickering smile. “pft. ‘course not,” and you felt him starting to trod away with you snugly cradled in his broad arms. as sukuna made his way upstairs, he softly strokes a thumb underneath your nape. “brat. sleep in my bed next time. you’re gonna get back aches at this rate.”

despite his cold-hearted, rough exterior he was always gentle with you. only you. just you.

sukuna carried you in his arms like every other night—sometimes, he wonders if you do this on purpose. purposely falling asleep on his throne just so he could pick you up bridal style, bringing you back to his bed.

each step he took shook your entire body, and you let off a groan in your sleep from the abrupt bumps. “i know. i know little one. just a few more steps.” he rolls his eyes, secretly finding your slumbering state adorable. never in a million years would he ever admit it though.

as the wooden stairs creak—he continues to walk, occasionally looking down at you. right as he’s at the final groaning step, sukuna tenses a bit, feeling your head brush up against his soft exposed pecs.

his fleecy kimono was half open and you’re just buried in his arms, snuggling all against him like a needy cat.

the audacity. .

his pink slit brow furrows as he scoffs at the sight, bringing you inside his quiet spacious bedroom. gently, he starts to lie you down on the mattress but that’s when your arms wrap around him.

“eh? what are you-” sukuna grunts, and that’s when he collapses right against your chest. sukuna deadpans once your warm legs and arms sneakily snake around him—clinging onto him tight like a koala. “keh.. such a handsy pest, even when you’re dead asleep.” he clicks his tongue, letting you drag him further into the bed with you.

sukuna feels a strange feeling pooling near the very bottom depths of his heart.

it’s eerily strange . .

it doesn’t feel like the usual resentment, hatred, or even arrogance he feels toward others ‘below him’.

he finds himself melting into your tender touch, his chin gradually burying itself in your shoulder.

the soreness in his muscles started to subside as he was just on top of you—inhaling your sweet scent, stubbornly grumbling swears in your neck.

sukuna was feeling . . . soft.

he was so closely pressed up against you that he could feel the steady racing beats of your heart. each slow-paced ba-dump! that pumped out of your chest quickened by the second.

was . . he the one making your heart race?

sukuna heard how your shallow breaths significantly slowed, and your arms started to tighten more around his thick neck. he didn’t think he’d ever feel like this. whatever… emotion this was.

sure, he’s had to carry you up to his chambers so you’d sleep more comfortably lots of times but this- this moment felt more a bit different.

“i . . can’t sleep like this, y’know,” the demon breaks the silence, huffing at the awkward predicament he was in. sukuna was currently lying on top of you, hovering over you just so he wouldn’t crush your cute human body. with each longing second passing, he could already feel his limbs starting to ache from just idly hanging over you. “at least let me rest near the side.”

no reply.

sukuna scoffs again, realizing he’s practically talking to himself. but instead of responding with actual words—you cling onto him even tighter, your non-verbal way of saying ‘stay.’

“you’re even more annoying when you’re asleep,” he sighs, pinching his forehead. “fine.. i’ll- i’ll stay like this. here, with you. ‘s not like i plan to go anywher—” sukuna gets cut off once he sees you shifting a bit in your sleep again.

the silence was undeniably loud. with his lips mutely parting, he watches as you get more comfortable, letting off a few heavy exhales.

sukuna starts to ponder to himself. you looked so peaceful . . sound asleep.

he wondered what you were dreaming about. he was so busy staring at you while you slept that he didn’t even notice that he was starting to get drowsy himself. sukuna’s eyelids started to droop and he grunted, letting off an obnoxious yawn.

with watery eyes, sukuna stretches his arms before sinking his face back into your left shoulder. your warmth made him quietly purr into your neck. it was faint, but you heard it.

sukuna even mimicked some of your movements from earlier, softly rubbing his forehead against you as you held him close. “huh. this isn’t . . that bad,” he gruffly utters, his gravely voice pitching.

your chin rests on the top of his head, and sukuna gives you one last glance.

“i. . i love you.” he quietly whispers, thinking that just because you were asleep you couldn’t hear.

but- you did, you heard it all. every word.

little did sukuna know, you were actually wide awake the entire time. you woke up when he was carrying you up the stairs, but you just pretended to be asleep from that point up until now.

a small genuine smile curves on both sides of your crooked lips as your eyelids remain closed. in a sweet groggy voice, you instantly replied, “love you too ‘kuna. it’s about time you finally said it.”

sukuna’s eyes widen as his head quickly rises from against your chest. you’re looking down at him with very much open eyes now and the world’s smugest grin.

his cheeks—they’re burning, flushing with a rosy flamed color and you don’t think you’ve ever seen sukuna ryomen more embarrassed.

“you . . you didn’t . . hear that.”

“i definitely heard it.”

“ugh. i hate you.”

“i love youuu.”

“i… love you too, stupid cheeky human. now go back to sleep. hmph.”

[magazinxhaberler]

En sadık 4 burç belli oldu! Listenin ilk sırasında bakın hangi burç var? Onlar eşlerini, sevgililerini asla aldatmaz

Astrolojideki bazı burçlar sadık ve güvenilir özellikleriyle dikkat çekiyor. En sadık burçlar hangisidir sorusu da astroloji meraklısı olan herkes tarafından merak ediliyor. Astrolojinin en sadık burçları hayatlarında kişiyi sonsuza kadar sevebiliyor ve asla gözü dışarıda olmuyor. İşte en sadık burçların listesi

Astroloji çevrenizdeki insanlarla ilgili küçük ipuçlarına sahip olmanıza yardımcı olur. Herkes kendisini özel hissettiren, anlayışlı ve dürüst biriyle birlikte olmak ister. Ancak herkes ilişkisinde partnerine aynı değeri gösteremez. Hatta bazıları sadakatsiz davranışlarıyla güzel giden herşeyi mahvedebilir.

Bu sebeple huzurlu bir ilişki için sadık bir partnerle birlikte olmak gerekir. Sonsuz güvenebileceğiniz sadık kişiyleri burcundan tanıyabilirsiniz. Peki, en sadık burç hangisidir?

İlişkilerde sadık olabilmek herkes için büyük önem taşır.

Partnerlerine sadık kalmayı başarabile kişilerle mutlu ve huzurlu bir ilişki sürdürebilirsiniz. Astrolojide de sadakat duygusu çok gelişmiş olan burçlar var. İşte ilişkilerinde en sadık 4 burç...

Aslan burçları, ilişkilerinde eğlenmeyi ve partneriyle keyifli vakit geçirmeyi çok sever.

Sosyal çevrelerini partneri için bir kenara bırakabilirler. Birlikte oldukları kişiye sadakatleri her zaman sonsuzdur.

Aslan burcu olanlar ilişkilerinde sevgiye, güvene ve saygıya çok önem verir. Partnerinde de aynı duyguları bulmak ister.

Balık burçları astrolojide en duygusal ve en hassas burçlar arasında yer alır. Balık burçları sevmeyi ve sevilmeyi çok sever.

Gerçekten aşık olduğunda partnerini hayâl kırıklığına uğratmamak için elinden geleni yapar.

Balık burçları ilişkilerinde her zaman düsürüt olur. Eşlerine asla yalan söylemezler.

Başka insanlara göz ucuyla bile bakmazlar. Partnerlerine kalpten bağlı olurlar.

Boğa burçları, partnerine karşı her zaman dürüst olur. Sevdiği insanı hayatının merkezine alır ve aldatmayı aklından bile geçirmez. Beraber ilişki yaşadıkları kişiyi her şeyin üzerinde tutarlar.

Boğa burçları yapıları gereği çok güvenilir olur. İlişkilerinde de partnerlerine sonsuz güven duymak isterler. Kendilerini gibi sadık insanlarla mutlu olurlar.

Yengeç burcu olanlar hem eşine hem de evine çok bağlı olur. Aşırı duygusal oldukları için her zaman romantik bir aşk ararlar.

Doğru kişiyi bulduklarında asla aldatmazlar. Yengeç burçları bu sebeğle sadık burçlar arasında yer alır. Onlar sevdiği insanla birlikteyken kendilerini dış dünyaya kapatırlar. Yengeç burcu insanlarına ilişkilerde sonsuz güvenebilirsiniz. Read the full article

[kenchann]

🎤🎶.

[sheps]

Party Preparations

[soapyakships]

ジェヘナ x カトラリー

[horror-aesthete]

Crimson Peak, 2015, dir. Guillermo del Toro

[gravygranola]

I interrupt my regularly scheduled program for this. hello jason todd community

[chick-it-out]

hope i am not bombarding u with posts today,,, got a words question!

what word processor or documents program do you use when writing stuff up for AO3? have you found anything that makes the copy-paste formatting transfer nicely?

like basically my options rn are to load my rich text from docs into AO3 and preserve the italicized text, while turning the line breaks and spacing super wonky — or to paste plain text in, keeping the spacing the way i expect, and losing all the italicization in AO3's text window. either way, it means spendin time going through the whole draft for manual edits when it's time to post :')

[prettiedup]

pretti nd sp❤︎iled ୨ৎ

smitten. that’s one of the many words to describe suguru geto when it comes to you. over you, he ditches the ‘cool guy’ composure, he’ll be damned if he allowed something so precious to slip through his fingers because of his behavior. he’s a man now, not the same immature little boy he was a few years ago. he remembers the first  time you cut all contact with him and fell off the grid. it took him months to find you, and when he finally did, he immediately dropped to his knees. 

“i need you. please, princess. forgive me.” he begged shamelessly. 

you stared down at him with wide eyes. he hadn’t even walked fully inside of your apartment meaning that someone could open their door at that very moment and see a six foot something man on his knees pleading to be forgiven. beside him, there’s a large gift bag and a bouquet of pink roses. 

you chose to forgive him that day and was thanked by him fucking you with deep slow strokes while he confessed his love over and over.

since then, things have been great一perfect even. you have been living the literal spoiled life. you have no reason to work, no reason to lift a finger. you go on spontaneous shopping trips on a tuesday afternoon after your much needed pilates class and you just put everything in your cart, not even bothering to check the price. the total is suguru’s problem, not yours.

[ghostlychaosfoil]

congrats on every single crane wives song on being timebomb coded

[xochimillilili]

Kinktober day 31 ² : Bloodplay

"Awww you're all blushyy~ Fuck you're so cuteee pup, does me in a nurse outfit really get you this worked up? I can see you squirming around already~ Awww you're so cuteee, so needy and desperate for me. Hold still little one, you wanna be good for your checkup don't you~?"

I want to see how my voice just gets my puppy melting, how they can only moan as I lap and gently bite at their neck, checking their pulse, seeing how it starts to slowly race as I softly grope their thighs

Softly whisper, "hold still pup, you just let me take care of you. You can have your favorite toy in your mouth as I get some samples for your check up~" as I lower my leaking cock into their mouth.

Wanna feel how my puppy sucks and laps at my cock for comfort, all while I gently make cuts and carve hearts into their thighs. Squeezing their head with my thighs and shoving my nails into their hips anytime they flinch. Cleaning up stray drops with my hands and licking myself clean.

Hear their desperate moan when I lift myself up, cumming all over their cute face, just to get them go absolutely even more empty brained once they see me licking my bloodied fingers and the knife, tasting them and adoring the mess they've left on me.

[endrimer]

quick doodle while i listen to episode 10!!! i think shes a silly gal

[daily-xisuma]

[132] Reign of Terror

[b1mbodoll]

pairings: lee heeseung x f! reader

warnings: exhibitionism + creampies

thinkin abt heeseung being so infatuated with you he gets hard just looking at you. gets erections at the most random times bc you look so good n you feel just as good <3 takes you to the nearest bathroom or smth and just bends you over, pounding your cunt and groping your tits til youre fucked full of cum. afterwards the two of you walk out like normal, ur legs feeling like jelly making you unaware of the trails of cum leaking down your thighs. heeseung notices but doesnt say a word til you make it to his car n he fucks you again in the backseat because the sight turned him on

[thoughtsonkm]

HOTTIES

[ecstarry]

@rosekillermicrofic / heart / 342 words tw: mature language and mention of murder / for @star4daisy

“What happens now?” Evan asked. 

“Well, we leave.” Barty stared at him, waiting for a response, but Evan couldn’t speak. He still couldn’t understand how he had ended up here, with bodies under his feet, unable to tell if the blood on his right boot was from the same person as the blood on his shirt or jacket.

“Do you regret it?” 

Evan allowed himself to process everything for the first time. Memories of everyone he once considered important came rushing back—a broken attempt at love and a life that never quite made sense. He had thought about leaving; life seemed utterly boring. It was passing him by, and whether it continued or stopped, it all felt the same to Evan.

Then he met Barty. Suddenly, he began to care. He became aware of every second of every day because each one was a second with or without Barty. He now had desires. All the organs he once thought worthless had become vital. He needed his eyes to see Barty, his hands to touch him, his nose to smell him, his skin to feel him, and his cock to fuck him. He even needed his heart too.

“Evan-”

“Don’t. I made my choice.” Barty nodded in understanding but kept his distance.

For someone who had slaughtered a record number of people with just guitar strings, Barty had the most loving eyes, and it was all for Evan. He glanced down at his hands; Evan couldn’t tell how much time had passed, but the blood on his skin was starting to dry. They needed to go.

Barty cleared his throat and lifted his hand, gesturing for Evan to come closer. Evan obeyed, as he always did, stopping just a few inches away. Barty grabbed him by the nape of his neck and pressed their foreheads together. Their breathing instantly synched. 

“It’s just us now,” Barty whispered in relief. “Just you and me.”

Evan’s heart, the once useless heart, grew fonder with Barty’s words. “Do you promise?”

“I do. It’s you and me, love.”