#being a bitxh

[incorrect-batfam-quotes-mostly]

I'm straight up reenacting Brokeback Mountain up on this bitch

[sonicattos]

chronic pains been a bitch lately, but i needed to doodle this to spread my sonic, shadow and amy besties propaganda

DONT TAG AS SHIP I’LL KILL YOU. DONT EVEN IMPLY THAT

[masked-alien-lesbian]

💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

[drak3n]

nemisis!oc is so damn pathetic. 😭 why was she the one asking for forgiveness when he was the one who chose another girl over her? he didnt even ask for an explaination or something 🤡🤡🤡

…it’s literally not that deep anon. feedback’s always welcome over here, but shitting on a writer’s effort is not it. do better for real.

different types of people exist, people might ask for forgiveness and talk crap in the moment because they’re overloaded with intense emotions. don’t know why i bothered to explain the basics of human psychology to you! have a nice day dropping hate since you seem to have nothing else to do 🤍

[madbuns]

Thinking about his hole rn

[delivery-guyy]

Once, I met a girl and we realized we like a band a lot, and without thinking she started shit talking about my favorite album. I ghosted her.

[flamingostalker]

I’m not great at talking to coworkers yet but I’m getting better!!!

[charmedreincarnation]

Hi Maya I was one of your first anons back in March and I manifested my dream life. i just wanted to share some things that helped me, and hope we can all pass some knowledge so we all get our desires life. I did, you did, and everyone reading this can and will so let’s all try to help out by sharing a little of our journey. I’ll never create a blog because tumblr is a mess, so I’ll just share them here bc I trust you as a creator and I hope you agree with what I’m saying. Even if you don’t these are my assumptions and my truth

il get into my methods in one second but users of tumblr there are only 4 THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THE LAW (Inspired heavily by you bc I used your blog religiously) I will say you’re kind of too nice and I wish I had someone to yell at me like this, and tell me to stop being a victim!!! So if it sounds aggressive it’s because it is in the best loving way possible.OKAY SO.

★you need to understand that you want to fulfill yourself in imagination because you don’t care about the desires only how you feel about it. Bare with me it sounds stupid I know. But I don’t care about men or how they feel about me. I just want to feel worshiped and love, and I could fulfill that in my imagination. I don’t care about money??? It’s fucking paper !!! I just want to feel secure and financially free and want the feeling of buying my favorite clothes without looking at the tag. I GOT THE SAME FEELING FROM PINTREST EVEN WHEN I WAS POOR GODDAMNIT. I didn’t care about getting all As in school when I’ve always believed school is not a representation of intelligence. I wanted to feel recognized adored and respected which I had to feel for myself in my mind before it projected. I don’t care about looking skinny, I just wanted to feel snatched, I wanted to be envied, and feel pretty. And in my mind everyone wanted to be me even when I was ugly and fat. BUT I DIDNT FEEL FAT. Even with no change in the 3D I had my desires. This applies to all your desires, and you really need to understand that.

★you can affirm,visualize, understand states, understand non dualism, use the Bible or Torah m, wall twerk and say “I AM THAT BITXH,” use sats YADADAA . No one cares it doesn’t matter. you don’t have to feel anything or, even believe in wth you’re doing. As long as you think that having it in imagination means it’s yours that’s all that matter. I’ve read so many teachers, Neville, Abraham, Abdullah, Edward art, paid coaches, and they all do different things but say the same thing. FAITH IS KEY. That’s all that matters. Don’t let anyone you otherwise or tell you what you have to do. All teachers were once students, all success stories were once struggled failures, all masters were once lost okay. You are god so have some faith in yourself.

★YOU ARE GOD. You know what a god is, you know how a god works, you know god can do anything with a snap of a finger, kill anyone with a thought, look anyway it wants, have anything everything and create whatever. You are an omnipotent loving creator so create and give yourself everything.

★you can’t over consume, you can think from lack of whatever, and doubt can’t hinder you unless you think it does. Having a desire does not mean you’re lacking or else having the wanting for it would mean that too no? When creators say that I want to slam my head against the wall. Even now I have all my desires and I still think about them constantly. Thinking of new clothes to buy with MY WEALTH, I think of new food to eat that won’t even affect my SNATCHED BODY, i find new places to try and explore bc MY SOCIAL CIRCLE IS HUGE AND IM SO LOVED, I think of new makeup up to try to enhance my GORGEOUS PRINCESS FACE. I think of it in the same way from when I didn’t have my desired (I always had them in imagination but you know what I mean.) so there is no thinking from lack, or else you’re always lacking it lmfao the fuck. Anyways I doubted my abilities up until I manifested my dream life. I was okay with it in imagination and whether it reflected or not it was my escape I was content with. DID YOU SEE THAT. I had doubts up until the very end, and it doesn’t mean shit unless you think it does. Just affirm having doubts and obsessions only speed up your results. That’s really all it is.

Now to my story if anyone cares. I won’t make a blog for reason number 2 and 3 listed above. That’s all you need but if you want more info for curiosity go for it. I know I was curious and that didn’t stop me from getting my dream life. Anyways I have the same story as about everyone else here. My life sucked, I found the law, and it worked! HOORAY!!! But how did I do it???? Easy peasy, in a couple of steps.

☞ I tattooed my four rules above in my mind. When fear and doubt emerged I sunk that shit like the titanic and went with my laws that I created. It’s literally called the law of assumption like come on, stop fighting with yourself when you assume and create reality.

☞I ignored anything that I didn’t agree with. Sometimes I’d get so mad and be like WHAT NO WHY WOULD THAT BLOGGER OR COACH OR ANON or whoever say that?? But am I dumb ??? each of us have our own reality our own bubbles. The fact that it works for them and not for me started to only motivate me more. It doesn’t work bc I assume sooo… sooo why not just assume the opposite and focus on my rules like they did. The law is always in effect and working. Either it’s in your favor or it’s not. It’s up to you

☞I used affirmations bc repetition is the only thing that works for my logical brain. Anything can change with repetition. It’s basic science. So in the morning and night time I would affirm. ONCE. Repetition meant for me doing it everyday and not wanting. The rest of my day was lived in my imaginations. And the affirmation was to remind me in my vulnerable state that I already have my desires. That’s why my affirmation was “I have my desires no matter what, and everything I do brings them to me faster than the speed of light” it was kind of funny and made me chuckle but I accepted it as facts. Look guys…

☞I didn’t repress myself. If I cried or yelled or told myself “FUCK YOU” it wasn’t me tf. It was the devil or something. Be like those Christian fuckers who when their child comes out as gay…it’s the devil within them or whatever. I would talk to myself, yell when doubt emerged and when my thoughts weren’t the ones I wanted. It wasn’t fucking me so get the fuck out I have my desires so who tf are you ??? It will feel weird but you’ll get used to it trust me. If you’re uncomfortable it’s working. Getting rid of bad habits and your comfort in dwelling in bad thoughts is uncomfortable but it’s worth it.

I manifested my dream life back in March. I LITERALLY WOKE WITH MY DREAM LIFE. A complete 180. I won’t talk about my past life bc I completely revised it and I’m the only one who remembers so for the most part it feels like a long nightmare that has past. I’ll just talk about what I changed instead because that’s the stuff we all want to hear. Anyways I’ll just post some of my list here.

♥ my life feels like the song rich kids by freak ocean

♥I’m a pretty spoiled princess who gets everything I want but I’m still kind

♥I revised my entire family from looks to personality to zodiac to religion and etc. i rewrote my story which included my family

♥I have natural admired intelligent

♥my family has a net worth of 500 million dollars, and my entire family stems from old money. (Think aristocrats not slave or colonization money)

♥I can play many instruments and speak many languages

♥ I am 5’2, 100 pounds, I have natural stunning vixen beauty, and the most desires body in the world. I’m the beauty standard and people either want to be me or date me. I am naturally skinny and have no worries about my weight, I have clear skin that only gets clearer with my skincare routine, and I have my desired personality where I’m kind but also don’t put up with any shit from anyone because I know I’m that bitch. I also have great style and embody a princess !

♥my life is a combination of my favorite watpadd stories, Gilmore girls, gossip girl, and mean girls.

♥ too many people pursue me I have too many options

♥I have a perfect school life, social life, family life, friend life, and people always wonder what I did to be “so lucky it’s unfair”

♥my family has multiple mansions in America, monoco,Australia, france, and China.

♥I’m a daddies and mommies money girl

♥I put myself first (I HAD SUFFERED TOO LONG I NEEDED A SOFT LIFE)

♥everyone’s purpose it to make my life easier and make me happier

♥I’m spoiled and privileged in every aspect of my life

♥I’m a master shifter, and manifester

♥I revised my age to 14. I was 18 and graduating but I wanted to redo high school how I had envisioned it all my life

♥I have a “cool mom” people are always jealous how lucky I am

♥I have my main estate in Hollywood hills with my family that’s in a gated, gorgeous, gate kept neighborhood. It is 30,000 sq feet with my dreams decor, dream cars, dream pets, dream house help, dream room with all my stuff saved on Pinterest including decor, furniture, clothes, shoes, makeup and skincare.

♥everything good in my life I have manifested and it’s too much to list. THERES NOT REASON FEAR OR WAIT. Do what you want and assume it still works and it will.

You honestly said it better than I could have. Literally every single one of these points are so valid :)!! I’m glad you think I inspired you love but all I did was allow you recognize your own godly abilities. I’m very proud of you, and have fun girl 🥹❤️

Also. “All teachers were once students, all success stories were once struggled failures, all masters were once lost okay. You are god so have some faith in yourself.” This one million times !!!!! Invest your faith into yourself more than anyone else and you’ll see how fast your reality conforms. I also adore your point about the state of lacking bc I never believed in that. If wanting your desires insinuates it’s not yours, we would have no thoughts since that’s where it all originates from. In fact Edward explains it pretty well.

When Edward looks at lack, he sees it as being something that is only brought about by the individual. He believes that your own actions, thoughts, and attitudes will bring about an artificial scarcity of resources. Edward says that this artificial lack of resources is not actually real—it exists only in our minds, as we focus on the things that we don’t have rather than the things that are available to us.

He believes that true lack only exists when someone has no access to resources—whether those resources be financial, physical, mental, or emotional. When someone has access to resources but they squander them or don’t use them to their advantage, it isn’t a lack of resources that is at fault—it is the individual’s personal choices and attitudes that create the feeling of lack. Same way we see attractive people feel ugly though they have women or men chasing them, modeling opportunities, and experience many examples of pretty privilege lol. You’re a hot girl.. you’re just not using it to your advantage, same way you have everything in imagination and access to anything yet… nothing bc of your own perceptions. That’s not lack. Simply inappropriate usage of recourse. A waste for better use of words.

[chronic-melon]

Yet again having another argument with a random able bodied person about whether or not you should use the word “handicapped” to describe a parking space or a bathroom stall. No, we weren’t talking about a person. Just a bathroom.

Now I don’t really care if he uses the word or not. And I told him so, that it was a word I didn’t find offensive, and that it was okay for me. He berated me for being ableist? And said that it was antiquated and disrespectful.

So, because he decided to tell me, a disabled person, what words I can and cannot use for myself, let me introduce you to the origin of the word.

mid 17th century: from the phrase hand in cap ; originally a pastime in which one person claimed an article belonging to another and offered something in exchange, any difference in value being decided by an umpire.

All three deposited forfeit money in a cap; the two opponents showed their agreement or disagreement with the valuation by bringing out their hands either full or empty. If both were the same, the umpire took the forfeit money; if not it went to the person who accepted the valuation.

The term handicap race was applied (late 18th century) to a horse race in which an umpire decided the weight to be carried by each horse, the owners showing acceptance or dissent in a similar way: hence in the late 19th century handicap came to mean the extra weight given to the superior horse.

A HANDICAPPED PERSON IS A PERSON WHO IS WEIGHED DOWN TO BALANCE OUT THE PLAYING FIELD.

Which actually is really empowering for me. If I wasn’t disabled, the sheer power of my brain and abled body would be too much for this world. They had to tone me down because I would’ve been an astronaut or a neurosurgeon but I can’t stay on my feet or breathe after walking up the stairs.

So yeah, I am handicapped, and you bitxhes should be GRATEFUL because I’m like the glasses that cover Scott Summers’ laser freaking eyes. GAAAAAHHHHHH

(Please don’t take this as me saying disabilities are super powers cause that’s not what I’m saying it’s just funny joke ty)

[mewritingblog]

I’m dying, I love Cale being a little bitxh ♥️

Same energy 😂

[strawberri-elixir]

Café Chronicles

╰⇢ God’s favourite

Contents — judging someone (you), megumi being a little mean this chapter, character lore(?)

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Fun facts!

— you weren’t actually staring for that long (okay maybe a little), but it was just coincidence that megumi caught you staring

— nobara brought it upon herself to be your number one defender until the day she dies or until everyone sees you the same way she does (whichever comes first)

— there might be more to the history between you and noritoshi

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bold means i can’t tag you for some reason :[

[junglejim4322]

I love when people try to excuse shein and whatnot because it’s “all poor people can afford” bitxh you can live without being stylish spare me

[jess-wears-the-dress]

Look at you pretty little sissy showing off your cute face for the boys to cum all over what happened to being “too manly and macho” to be a cute little slut

@apple-pie-xox 🩷

@becky-has-a-girlfriend ❤️

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@emma-thee-bnwo-bitxh 💛

@helen-the-doll 💚

@jade-the-princess 🩵

@jess-wears-the-dress 💙

@kimberly-kash 💜

@norah-is-not-straight 🩶

@olivia-popstar-slut 🤍

@stacey-xox-bimbo 🤎

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@queendestiny6912 💖

@karlie-xox 💝

[exhaslo]

I HATE Retail.

So, quick summary.

This old lady comes in and my coworker spots her first. She tells the lady to give her just a second bc she was helping someone else. I enter the paint pit and saw the lady and asked if she needed help. The lady was talking to me in Spanish and I had to tell her, "One second, let me get someone to translate"

I maybe spanish, but I dont speak a lick of it. Only Japanese.

So, as Im calling someone to come over and translate, the women huffs and leaves. Like okay? The translator comes over, spots the woman two aisles away and we are trying to motion her over. We can only take orders at the one computer.

The lady refuses to move and demands we get her white paint. So the translator is asking her, "What brand? How shiny?" the normal questions. This lady still demands in a rude fucking tone just white paint.

Finally, my coworker comes over and tells the lady that we have to take the order on the computer. We cant read minds like wtf. So the lady storms over and demands white paint. AGAIN we keep asking for shine and whatnot. This takes 4 minutes bc she keeps telling us to just grab something.

We can't do that. The customer needs to be the only to pick. So finally she slams her finger on Eggshell. So I go to grab a gallon, then she bitches about a 5-gallon. So I go to grab the 5 gallon, shake it up and told her husband it was ready befpre helping my coworker out with her 6 5-gallon order.

Fast forward 10 min, one of my managers comes to me and asks if I yelled at a lady and gave her the wrong paint. I explained everything to him and NO WHERE IN THE CONVO DID THE LADY SAY CEILING PAINT.

LIKE THAT IS A DIFFERENT STORY AND PAINT.

So he drops it bc the lady was being dramatic about how she was gonna faint bc we yelled at her. Blah blah blah

Fast forward like an hour. Im helping a different customer and I see a different manager by paint. I ignore it until this lady storms in front of me and my customer and says,

"YOU NEED TO PICK ON SOMEBODY YOUR OWN SHAPE AND SIZE! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU INSULT AND SCREAM AT MY MOTHER! YOU ARE DISGUSTING-"

"Ma'am, I have no idea what you're talking about," I try to tell her.

"DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT SHIT. YOU TREAT MY MOM LIKE SHIT YOU FUCKING BITCH. YOU ARE FUCKING RUDE AND DISGUSTING SO FUCK YOU!"

"Fuck you too." I snapped bc who the FUCK does this bitxh think she is?

Even my customer was shocked. I then saw the lady from earlier fucking crying. Like are you actually shitting me?

I GET YELLED AT! I GET TREATED LIKE SHIT BUT GOD FORBID I SAY SOMETHING!

IF I SAY SOMETHING THEN I'M IN THE WRONG.

I was seething. I called my supervisor and she stormed over along with another manager. Note, the daughter is HUNTING for my coworker and the translator bc she needs to fight someone.

Honey, you're mom is a fucking liar and she isnt a saint.

Once they left the managers all came to me to ask what happened and I just started crying. Like they will always take the customer's side no matter how wrong they are. I only said one thing to the fucking lady and that was I was getting a translator, but yet Im the one who gets cussed out?

I'm not mad about being yelled at. Im more mad that I cpuldnt say anything back. Bc all these companies only care about the customer.

They treat the customers like gods and we just have to shut up and take their shit like we're ants. Im sick of it. Im sick of all of it.

I'm sorry, unpopualr opinion, but customer service doesnt mean shit. You're either going to buy at the store you are going to or your not. We need to stop treating customers like they are angels bc it just fuels their entilted behavior.

I need a fucking drink now.

Thanks for letting me vent. Have a great day.

[solahsaavan]

Some of the criticism of the show is valid and some of it is just...people lacking any sort of nuance or comprehension skills.

1) "They are stupid and irresponsible for being together in the public". Yes, but also the public doesn't know ji han is a chaebol and ah jeung is a no name actress. The public also doesn't know who Dohan's financee is. Only the wedding has been announced. It's not surprising at all that the two dumbasses thought they could be together without being seen. Ji han has no reason to believe his step siblings would send a reporter after him knowing it's Dohan's position they are after. Something so obvious shouldn't be have to be spelled out by the writers for you lot.

2) "How could that bitxh Ah jeong have the audacity to have feelings that don't revolve around Dohan? She should have continued being miserable and uncomfortable because it is only Dohan's safety and comfort that matters." No woman should put herself through so much pain for another man not even for her gay best friend. If you want to watch women make decisions centered around their relationship with a man then plenty of shitty BLS and works by incels with one dimensional fl characters exist.

3) Dohan, ji ahn and ah jeong are flawed human beings. None of their mistakes deprive them of their humanity and their right to love and be loved.

4) kdrama viewers have a meltdown every time a character makes decisions that are not the most ethically, culturally or rationally correct. It's not bad writing if a character makes a terrible choice CONSISTENT with their character.

5) But the outrage is always more loud for a FEMALE character every single fucking time. Like clockwork. Not only are you guys consistently boring with the demand for characters to stay conventional but also consistently MISOGYNISTIC.

6) Both ji han and ah jeong fought their feelings for each other before finally giving in. It wasn't immediate. They both are clearly guilty. Both of them wanted to talk to Dohan about this. He was the first person they wanted to talk to. He was on their minds on the date too.They only went out together as a couple to a STRANGE PLACE for ONE DAY where they thought they would be safe. Why are people acting like they have been hiding their relationship for ages? They didn't even get the chance to be public yet. NO, THEM ROAMING IN A STRANGE PLACE DOESN'T COUNT AS PUBLIC BECUASE NO ONE AROUND THEM KNOWS.

7) MEDIA SHOULD NEVER CATER TO YOUR MORALES OR FEELINGS. This world consists of average people who make horrible choices and who hurt themselves and others. I like watching them on screen. Hope more kdramas are courageous enough to experiment with genuine character flaws that aren't just being 'quirky' or a 'tsundere'.

8) None of the characters one this show are 'morally dubious or gray'. They just are people with flaws. Idk maybe read a book or two or watch peaky blinders.

[dabislittlemouse]

Hello there! I saw your recent post about your requests being open, and I hope I'm not trespassing any boundaries here, but would you be open to writing a smutty oneshot about Dabi with his aged up female s/o on her period, and she just doesn't feel good about her body, but she's so freaking HORNY, so he shows her how beautiful she is???

I really hope I'm not crossing any lines with this one; your rules never mentioned blood, but I hope I'm being respectful to you when I write this request!

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏

˚✩彡warnings: dabi x reader smut, periods, oral fem receiving, MDNI +18

˚✩彡word count: 2.5k

˚✩彡tags: @syrenkitsune @shotos-rose @shadowsandshapes @mossy-opal @simpforthemall @ohnoitsthatonekid @sukunas-bitxh @mysideeffectsofyou

˚✩彡 A/N: Thanks for the request anon, don’t worry, this one is totally okay. I made sure to update my rules too cause sometimes I forget to add stuff, blood is fine!

Reblogs would be appreciated!

“Baby..”

The sound of his soft low voice had your eyes fluttering open in instant, a small smile formed on your lips as you were met with his handsome face. 

“Dabi.. you’re back..” you mumbled sleepily, yawning a little and stretching your arms. You looked down inside your mattress, there was the plushie that you kept hugging for comfort the whole time as the cramps were tearing you apart this day. You’d been in and out of sleep as exhaustion took over your body, not having the will to move at all or do anything. Dabi had been on a mission these two days, and for your bad luck that’s when your period decided to show up. Usually Dabi would always stick by your side, warming up his hands under your lower belly to make you feel relaxed, and his absence made those two days feel like a hellish eternity.

He placed a kiss on your forehead, gently caressing your hair as you stood up. 

“God I look like shit.. sorry” you laughed nervously, fixing your messy hair and pajamas. Mood swings had been pretty intense these days, especially your self esteem getting lower, you couldn’t look at your face or body in the mirror at all. And you definitely didn’t want Dabi to look at you today, you just didn’t feel pretty enough for him.

��Doll..” he said, one large hand coming to grab your chin, fingers squeezing both of your puffy cheeks together. His hand was big enough to cover your whole face with it if he wanted. The other hand was wrapped around your waist, placing itself in your lower belly as he activated his quirk, carefully heating up his hand in a bearable level for you to feel good. You relaxed immediately in his touch, a satisfied sigh escaping your lips. He rested his face at the crook of your neck, nibbling your earlobe and you giggled at the ticklish feeling.

“Will you.. let go-” you mumbled, your cheeks still being squished by his scarred hand. Dabi simply turned your face towards his, placing a kiss on your pursed lips. 

“M’gonna let go only when you accept the fact that you’re.. mmh-” he kissed you again, more deeply this time to the point it had you squirm. “-that you’re beautiful..”

“I can’t accept something that I don’t really feel.. especially today” you pouted, burying your face on his chest as you clinged to him like a koala, your hands digging on his coat as you found comfort on your man. His smell was intoxicating, his warmth had you so relaxed and sleepy all over again. 

“If you don’t feel it..” he whispered, turning around and laying you down on your back. “.. then I’ll make you feel it” 

It didn’t take long for you to understand what he meant by that, your thighs squeezed together at the thought of it. Dabi smirked, a hand sneaked up your inner thigh, rubbing and squeezing it gently.

“Ngh- fuck.. so soft” he gritted his teeth, the plush of your thighs driving him crazy already. “So fucking.. sweet” without a warning he went down between your thighs, taking a small bite as you squeaked in surprise. For some reason his touch felt more intense, his breath hotter against your inner thighs and you felt more sensitive. Cramps were still stabbing you like knives, but the arousal you felt was also getting stronger with each kiss and bite on your thighs.

“Look at that.. you tellin’ me those thighs of yours aren’t beautiful?” Dabi murmured, digging his nails on them as his lips were leaving a trail of kisses dangerously close to your aching clothed cunt. He was teasing. Then he proceeded to go up, placing kisses on the softness of your belly, chuckling at the way you were squirming as he kissed you so slowly and playfully to tickle you more.

“You tellin’ me this tummy of yours isn’t the cutest thing in the world?” he said, nibbling softly and leaving a small mark on your tummy. His hand sneaked up from your thighs to your tits. With the other hand he removed the shirt off you, mesmerized at the sight of your sore tits looking straight up at him. He placed a soft kiss on your nipples, making you shiver underneath him as he smiled. If you weren’t in such vulnerable state both physically and mentally, he’d be savoring and eating you alive like a starved animal, biting and grabbing you everywhere as he roughly slammed his cock deep inside of you, but he was holding back. He wanted to love on you today, and wanted you to feel that love too. 

“Every part of you is so fucking perfect, doll..”

You closed your eyes, turning your face away in embarrassment at his compliments, Dabi wasn’t one to always shower you with sweet words, but he made it up with his actions. Whenever he did though, you’d end up a puddle on the floor because you just couldn’t handle this much affection.

“Hey.. look at me- there you go, my pretty princess..” he smiled as he turned your face to him again, enjoying the soft blush on your cheeks. “Damn, aren’t you adorable?”

“Dabii stop!” you giggled, the sound of it which he loved so much, your laugh was the sweetest melody to his ears. 

“Stop what? Telling facts? M’sorry baby but I can’t stop, y’know I’m a man of the truth..” he smirked, bopping your nose playfully as he gave you a deep kiss, his tongue sliding easily in your mouth and intertwining with yours. You moaned softly in his mouth, melting on his passionate kisses, closing your eyes and just feeling nothing but him. This was the only feeling you wanted to be drowned in, your body grinded in his, legs wrapping around his waist and you clinged to him as if he’d run away any time. 

“Is my princess needy?” he groaned between kisses, his hardened crotch pressing against your clothed cunt. 

“Y-yes.. Dabi..” you moaned softly, a few tears forming in your eyes as you hugged him tight, kissing him deeper and eagerly. Maybe it was another emotional breakdown hitting soon, due to the fact that you’d been alone without your man by your side. Whether it was a good thing or not, you were addicted to him, you couldn’t stay a minute without him. “Dabi please.. I need you”

“I know y’do- oh fuck..” As soon as he noticed your tears, he immediately kissed them, licking them off and rubbing your wet cheeks with his thumb. “Shhh it’s alright, I’m here love, you really missed me that much, didn’t ya?” he said with the softest voice he’s ever had, with such tenderness in his eyes. “M’gonna make you feel good, sweet thing..you trust me don’t you?”

“I do.. please make me feel good, need you s’bad.. ” you sniffed, already embarrassed for acting like a crybaby in front of him. 

“M’gonna need those tears to roll down your cheeks only from the pleasure, nothing else” he reassured before slowly removing the pajamas off you, along with your panties. For a second you felt hesitant, you realized what he’s about to do the moment he rested himself between your legs.

“Dabi, you.. you don’t mind the blood? I mean-” you gulped down nervously, slightly squeezing your thighs shut and suddenly feeling insecure all over again. Dabi simply chuckled, spreading your legs open again as he groaned at your scent. 

“Shit, I have a whole meal in front of me and y’think I’d mind the blood? Think again, babe..” he smacked your thigh playfully as you giggled again, taking in a deep breath. 

“Only a fool would refuse this..” Dabi murmured, placing a soft kiss on your clit as your hips jerked upwards. 

“Can’t get enough of this..” he buried his face in your cunt, only his dark fluffy hair visible between your thighs as he gave a slow lick up and down your slit. “Can’t get enough of you..”

“F-fuck..” you whimpered, his stitched tongue felt warmer against your bare cunt, everything felt way more sensitive than the other normal days. After a few teasing licks, Dabi placed his mouth against your now drenched pussy, groaning softly as his hands grabbed both of your thighs. Your head flew back and your hips stuttered as they moved upwards to grind on his mouth. Dabi’s chuckle vibrated in the best way possible, sending shocks of electricity on your body. He made love to your pussy like a starved man, kissing it passionately, licking and sucking your clit it all over, making a mess of drool and blood as it leaked down his chin, his tongue flicking inside of your gummy walls and driving you crazy. 

“Fuck yeah- nghh- give it to me… baby, shoo good- mmmh fuck, your flavor~” he moaned, eyes rolling at the back of his skull as he tasted you like you were the best meal in the world. 

“F-feels.. so good.. love it..more please!” you begged, gasping for air as he took it out of your lungs with each movement of his tongue against your sensitive folds. 

“Mmmhph~Wrap those pretty legs around my head..and squeeze” he said, looking up at you with half lidded eyes, totally drunk in your flavor. You did as he said, squeezing his head between your soft thighs as he moaned in pleasure. 

“Harder.” he ordered, and you squeezed even more, locking his head between your legs as he dived in your sloppy cunt againt. This man wanted to be suffocated in your flavor. 

“Mmhm thats it.. my perfect girl”

You felt yourself getting close, your hand found his dark spikes, pulling them slightly as he groaned in response,  always loving the feeling of your hand on his hair. 

Though he wasn’t done, with a loud pop he backed away from your cunt, leaving you there edged and frustrated. You’d forgotten about the pain of cramps, as the need to cum was stronger. 

Dabi sat down on the bed next to you, implying for you to get up instead as you looked at him confused.

“Come sit on my face, princess..” Dabi whispered, wiping his mouth with the palm of his hand and grabbing you by the hips afterwards. You froze there, face flushed, it’s not the first time he’s eaten you out but you never sat on his face, this was all new and made you feel more flustered .

“W-What?” You laughed nervously. “Dabi..I’m not- I can’t just sit on it.. I mean-”

“What are you scared of?” his strong hands pulled your body closer now. “Be my good girl and do as I say, you wanted to feel good didn’t ya?”

“Yes..” you breathed out, preparing to actually sit on his face. His dazed eyes were glued on you the whole time, a soft smirk appearing on his face as he excitedly waited to have you sat on him. It’s been a thought he wanted to put into action for a while, and now was the time. His arms wrapped around both of your thighs, sitting you down on his face as the both of you moaned in pleasure. He kept pressing you more against his face, while you resisted to not put the whole body weight down on him, afraid you'd suffocate him. Noticing that, Dabi growled in response, sending shivers down your spine.

“Dabi.. I can’t-”

“Fucking sit on it..” he squeezed your thighs, before slapping them and warming his hands up as a ��threat”. You didn’t feel threatened though, this aroused you even more and you did as you were told. Your head flew back as this new position was even more intense and pleasurable, his tongue eagerly lapped all the juices and blood, sucking and savoring you. His painfully hardened crotch made itself visible, but this moment was for you only. He enjoyed eating you out more than anything, the thought of you getting pleasure was enough to make him cum in his pants. You started moving your hips slowly, back and forth, now all the insecurities and embarrassment left behind as you were lost in pleasure. 

“That’s it..mmhh grind on my face baby.. grind on it.. that’s a good girl~” he groaned, the slurping sounds and your moans getting louder, filthier, it just felt so fucking good. His hands gripped your hips, helping you move them more against his face, then he proceeded to sneak one hand in his pants, palming himself from there. His half lidded eyes looked up at you, the sight of your beautiful face and your eyes crossed in pleasure, your perky tits sitting all pretty above him, he couldn’t help but squeeze one of them on his hand, pinching your nipple slightly as you let out a whine. The knot on your stomach was forming again, you were too close and he noticed the way your hips stuttered and tried to move faster against his face.

“Gonna cum, huh?” he chuckled, one hand gripping your thigh tightly while the other was pumping his cock, he was about to cum soon.

 “Cum for me, doll.. fuck, cum all over my face, go on, make a mess with this perfect pussy..” he encouraged you, already impatient and hungry for more. “Go on baby, that’s it-”

You squeezed his head hard between your legs the moment orgasm crashed over you, placing your hands on the bed while you grinded harder against him and your body trembled in pleasure. The moan you let out was almost pornographic, music to his hears as he squeezed his cock harder and came all over his hand as well. You leaned yourself against the headboard, completely fucked out and trying to catch your breath while Dabi cleaned you with his tongue and slurped the remaining juices and blood.  Gently he sat you down on the bed, chuckling at the dumbfounded look on your face.

“Shit.. you alive there babe?” 

“I guess so..” you mumbled while catching your breath, a weak smile forming in your face. Magically the cramps had disappeared, this man’s tongue was the perfect painkiller, sending you straight to heaven. “This was.. amazing” you whispered. “Thank you..”

“No need to thank me” he squeezed your cheeks together, playing with your lower lip. “You deserve it for being so perfect, y’know..”

His other hand came to your face, his seed sticking on his fingers, as you eagerly went to suck them off and clean them up. He let out a sigh, feeling himself getting hard at the lust on your face while tasing his flavor. 

“We’re so filthy..” you said shyly as he kissed your forehead. “I love it”

“Course you do..little horny freak” he teased, watching your hand sneaking into his pants. He couldn’t resist the innocent look on your doey eyes as you stared up at him.

“I wanna savor you too..please Dabi” you said seductively, as you felt him getting hard on your hand again. 

“Shit.. go on then, baby” he grabbed your face, kissing you deeply. 

“Show me how you please your man.” 

To be continued.. 

The continuation is the latest request I got, called “Peppers” inspired by Lana Del Rey’s song, where you’ll return the favor back to him