#but for the time being im strugglin

[oops-ibrokereality]

My usual not happy ramblings ahead btw (block #b's ramblings to avoid this sort of shit from me)

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Theres been some pretty intense deaths in work over the last week. And im just here feeling completely burnt out and feeling super guilty because it's also been the anniversary of all the shit that happened in my life 2 years ago. So im completely in my own head spiralling. But like the dude i sit next to is having a so much worse tome than me, but it's so similar to my situation that i can't help but get thrown back to all that. And it's not about me! But my brain doesn't care ! It's just here bringing up all the shit i thought i was over! And i just want to help everyone deal with their own situation, which is so so so so different but so so so similar to mine. So i offer help when they bring it up, but i don't want it to feel like im trying to drag my own shit into the lime light. But also, at the same time, im so so so tired rn. Im struggling so badly with my own stuff. And instead of trying to take it easy (which was my original plan), im trying to take as much work as i can off of my co-workers because 5 days of bereavement leave is not enough!!!!!

[crystallizsch]

jamil is getting his revenge on me for making fun of him too much, my finger is out of commission for who knows how long 💀

he does NOT want me drawing

[sophiethewitch1]

in my hater era

[vigilbutts]

when you crave character interaction with ur lil guys and other people's lil guys but you have zero energy to make it happen 😭

[notorioushiphopcrew]

also i sent an email i kind of regretted. but also feeling that a large part of that was formed by the very intense emotional state i was in where i was experiencing crazy anxiety and doubts and shame about the way i acted and i felt like everything i wrote in that email was so terrible and also i felt so emotional and so ashamed of it and so sure everyone who knew it woild judge me and know how irrational i am and i could tell logically it probably wouldnt be a big deal but couldnt feel it and like. i feel a bit awkward now but ive fully calmed down and honestly? it was kind of fine actually. its just been a while since ive been UP THERE in that kind of state and i guess it kind of does give you perspective on how your emotional state really affects you so deeply and your perception of things. and like yeah i might retract a few things or be like "eh not mt best move" on some things but realising overall it doesnt matter and i can FEEL that. it is really crazy how many problems exist in your head and you can understand logically its not rational but you just have to bear it for a bit

[sweaterspoons]

sighs dreamily

[proto-caustic-moon]

uhh

[kurooh]

Happy Birthday!

i keep thinking about sukuna being so mean, calling you the nastiest degrading names whilst you struggle to ride him 😵‍💫

⟡ 18+ content (mdni), f! reader, degradation, sir kink, light face & pussy slap

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! i’m so sorry i took so long to write this, but when i did i was on a plane so im posting it now 😭 btw this thirst was delicious what is you brain made of..

“no way you’re strugglin’ this much, baby. funny, ‘cause you’re a real whore when you’re taking in dildos just as big as my cock.”

sukuna grins, sharp teeth catching the low light of the room as challenging eyes take in your trembling form. sweat glistens along the curves and slopes of your body as your hips move up and down, bitten tits swinging along with your pace.

it’s messy where you’re connected; there’s a ring of cream coloring the base of his cock, a mixture of his cum and your wetness running down the sides of his length. sukuna watches, enraptured as your greedy pussy swallows his cock again and again. two large fingers pinch your swollen clit, drawing a sharp cry from your throat.

“‘kuna, a-ah!”

with a sneer, he deftly smacks your clit with his palm, remembering what he’d told you before— you’d work to cum on his cock, without his help. your lower lip wobbles at the loss of stimulation and sting of the slap, but all you can do is keep riding.

“tsk, work on riding my cock a little better, fuckin’ slut.. should be savoring this, hm?”

you nod desperately, walls squeezing down at his admonishment; similarly, his cock twitches deep inside you.

“‘course you get so tight after i say all that shit. you’re a real whore, aren’t ya?”

heat rushes to your face when you nod as quickly as you do, eyes focused on his broad shoulders and well muscled chest. a large hand rises to your cheek, and sukuna delivers a light slap to the burning skin.

“talked about that, didn’t we?”

“yes, ‘kuna.. yes sir.”

after a quick adjustment of your hips, you continue in your endeavor to ride him properly, as he expects. pressure surfaces in your nerves, all over as you slam yourself down on him again and again.

meanwhile, tears spill over your waterline, fresh tracks crossing over old ones from earlier. wetness gleams in the peachy pink hair along his pelvis as your sloppy pussy slides just a little too far forward; this time, sukuna doesn’t comment on it.

his fat tip hits your cervix just right, deep enough to have you gasping sharply and clenching like a vice. “s-so good, sir,” you shudder, feeling a familiar sensation all over.

“you can take it deeper, i’m sure. i’ve fucked that slutty pussy enough for that.”

desperately you lift yourself, listening to his demands and following them exactly; fucked out and practically brainless now, you drag your eyes to sukuna’s.

“drunk on this cock, aren’t you?” he grunts, abs flexing as he grits his teeth. “go ahead ‘n cum. i’m gonna flip you over ‘n show you what deep means, ya fuckin’ slut.”

[banjopolishh]

MY HUSBAND REQUESTED THIS !

“Needy and desperate” he said ..

I LOVE YOU BABE !

this is nsfw!

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“I’ll be back in an hour or two, be good.” Stanford’s voice replayed in Fiddleford’s mind. He could almost picture Stanford's warm smile, but time went on. Fidds couldn’t stand it.

Be good. Hm.

The young man frowned at the thought of not having Ford at the house with him. He needed him, and it was apparent.

“I don’t think he’ll mind… I need it.” Fiddleford grabbed a photo of Stanford from the nightstand and settled into their bed, holding the photo in front of himself.

“Fuck. If he catches me, ohhh god.” The thought of Ford walking in on him scared him, yet - turned him on. Fidds pulled down his boxers, watching his erection spring out.

“Mm. Fu..ck.” He held Ford’s picture in one hand, and his cock in the other. Fiddleford’s eyes were half-lidded as he stroked up and down slowly.

“Ford..Ford! Ford. Sir, Fuck!” His head fell back as he fucked his hand. He needed to cum all over the photograph, he needed to cum in Ford’s mouth.

All a sudden, a low chuckle came from the doorway; it was Stanford. Fidds gasped as soon as he heard him, his footsteps were silent.

“Haven’t been a good boy, have you? What did I tell you, hm?” Ford began walking slowly over to his lover, pinning his body to the bed with all his strength. Fiddleford was helpless against him, he couldn’t move.

“I’m sorry, Ford. I just… you’d been gone for a while, and I couldn’t help it.” His voice began to falter, embarrassed at how desperate he was.

“Couldn’t wait for me? How pathetic. Did you really need my cock that badly?” Ford quipped, smirking as Fidds became more erect.

“I’m sorry, sir. I just really need you, I’ve been strugglin’ all night. Needin' your dick. I’ve been good all week, Stanford. I’ve been so, so good.” Fiddleford was near tears; he was desperate to be filled by his owner.

Stanford looked him up and down as Fidds laid beneath him, precum was dripping out of the smaller man’s cock.

“Awww, how could I say no to you, baby? You’re right, you’ve been very good. How about I give you what you need? Move aside.” Ford loosened his grip on Fidds and let him move onto the other side of the bed.

“You’re going to please me, while I please you, okay? You’ll be a good boy and cum with me.” The brunette removed her own pants, then her boxers. His full length already dripping with precum, the sight of Fidds only making his erection worse.

“Mhmhm! Yesyesyes, please. I promise I’ll be good, Ford. ’m going to be so good.” Fiddleford eyed down Stanford, watching as the scientist laid down next to him. Ford smirked, grabbing Fidds’ hand, and putting it on his hard length.

“Go ahead, stroke my cock, baby.” He cooed, moving Fiddleford’s hand up and down swiftly.

“Fuckkkkk. Fidds. Good boy.” Ford grabbed Fidds’ dick, his six fingers wrapping around the base. He began jacking his lover off, moaning as he felt his own dick being rubbed.

Fuck it felt so good.

“Ah, ah. Ford. Oh, please.” Fiddleford was over the moon. With every stroke, he became closer and closer. His mind completely melting, he was putty in Ford’s hands.

“Fidds! Shit! Fuck, faster!” Stanford was a moaning mess, eyes rolling into the back of his head. He kept thinking about Fiddleford’s tight hole, and his delicious cock.

They turned to face each other, kissing passionately. Their tongues intertwining and moans escaped their lips as their strokes became faster.

“Shit-Ford. Im gonna- oh fuck.” Fiddleford was about to release him at any moment, but he refused to go without Ford.

“Fiddleford. Fidds! I’m - FUCK! Come with me, darling.” Their breathing became erratic and heavy, they kissed once more, before they released all over the others hand.

“Ahah..Fuck.” Fidds’ sighed and laid on Ford’s chest, feeling the after effects of his orgasm.

“Good. Good boy. That was amazing, baby.” Ford kissed the top of Fiddleford’s head. He smelled like cologne.

Fiddleford pecked Ford’s cheek, the afterglow of their orgasms enveloping them.

“Are you tired, honey?” Ford asked, running his hands through Fidds’ hair.

“Yeah…are you?” Fiddleford’s voice was soft, dripping with exhaustion.

“Very. Let’s go to bed, lovely. I’ll see you in your dreams.”

“Goodnight, Stanford. I love you.”

“I love you most.”

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im high as fuck! i love u hubby thank you for request hehehe

[tadpoletiddles]

thi isn't really a request it is :3 but idk if you've seen my lil fic abt the au that I made talking about how JD found out about Stars natural hair being white and I wanna ask 2 things.....

I would love your honest opinion on it (its my first time writing a fic abt an au 😭) and

It would make me go feral if you told how you think the others would react (cuz I'm strugglin trying to make p2)

(If you make a fic on this) I wouldn't want it to be smut cuz in the au Stars 16 meaning that she is a minor

💫hope you are doing well!💫

Heyo!! I hadn't seen the fic yet, but I just looked at it!! I liked it :)))

To answer your questions...

I've never really done any writing for any au's myself. I have seen some other writers do so, but I can't say that I have the same experience, so Im kinda new to it too! I definitely love the idea that you have going so far; I love seeing the stories that other writers create with their own twists from the canon stories.

2. EEEEEE I will try!! I understand the writer's block fr fr

I feel like Bruce and Flyod especially would be the most understanding. I mean, they're both the BIG softies of the group.

Heres some Bruce dialogue ideas:

"Oh, you poor thing..."

"Star, you know we'd never think that about you"

"You must have been through so much"

Same thing, but for Floyd:

"Oh..."

"I hate that I wasn't the only one"

"I understand what you're going through; maybe I could help?"

I think Branch and Clay would be supportive, but probably not know what's best to say. Clay might understand from dealing with Viva's problems with the Burgans for years.

John's obviously a bit confused...

Him and his big brother instincts kicking in.

:)

I hope I could help to prompt some ideas for your fic!

[normystical]

i feel like i need to change malori's story to be less slut-shamey but idk how to do it. oh and also partially because i want her relationship with jasmine to be healthy and not bland. at least for the former problem, im considering her continuing to be a whore after her redemption arc, feeling bad about it as if shes being unloyal, and jasmine reassuring her, like, understanding its just a job and loving her thoroughly. like that one meme "i would never want a partner who whores themself out" "keep having fun with your imaginary scenarios, im gonna keep selling butt pics and buy my boyfriend legos" "can i get this one" "of course babe" "YAY" 

OH ALSO im in college and idk if its just bc im heavily jasmine-coded but literally nobody there is all that. i mostly changed mal's thing to college bc idk ig i assumed shed stop being slutty after redemption and if people were attracted to her i didnt want it to be her underage high school self. so idfk. i could find a way for her to be a bully or at least a bitch while still being a respected college student. or i could age her back down. or maybe somehow find something else. though then again i was thinking with the college-centered mindset of the story shed probably only be at this college because its a "party school" like known for having cool parties at the dorms but when she gets redeemed she goes to a different school to pursue a path she ACTUALLY wants but she has to be away from jasmine for a long time until they can meet up again after graduation, as much as it hurts the both of them. and her having to make up for all that money she wasted and whatnot. aaagghh i'm strugglin man idk what to dooo are adults even like this ever?? do adults respect bitchy adults ever?? could her popularity be due to something else?? like her whorishness for instance?? aaaa idkkkk 

oh!! ps!! ooone more thing!! idk what to do with jasmine's little brother. i mean i have a thought-out idea but it might be stupid. so idk. idk anytHING ANYMORE MAN MY MORALS CHANGED SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL WHEN I INVENTED HER NOW IDK WHAT TO DO WITH HER STORY WHEN IT'S ALREADY THIS PLANNED-OUT RAGHH

[sadevergreen]

i’m finally reading the fucking homestuck epilogues and IM SO ANGRY ABOUT THEIR EXISTENCE. some parts?

also uh spoilers for homestuck epilogues MEAT? anyways-

i’m ashamed to admit but a bit funny and good! the piece as a whole as i get further into it? FUCKING SUCKS AND IN NO WAY RESEMBLES THE CHARACTERS INTRODUCED????!?!!!?!! i cannot understand why they made jane into a supervillain fascist while mentioning that she is (but definitely was, not is) extremely kind and empathetic. this. does. not. make. sense. fuck dirk i don’t remember him being this big of a tool?? poor jake he’s just a himbo quit hurting him !!! love dave and karkat. they vibe im enjoying them. john is so depressed please get this boy into therapy and on some anti anxiety/ depression meds. WHY DID THEY DO THIS TO JADE?!!?!!! yes she grew up alone on an island, with little to no reference to social interaction, but she’s not stupid. she’s incredibly smart, i think SOME PART OF HER would’ve picked up that her advances were not reciprocated ?? or understood that 85% or whatever of her advances not being outright rejected did not mean feelings were reciprocated. maybe her doggy senses helped her to smell emotion !! IDFK! maybe she could calculate how many of her advances were being reciprocated!!! so i find it unlikely and in poor taste that she has no issues with adapting socially to some things, but is completely oblivious to others. it’s one thing if she was still and kid and oblivious socially? but she’s an extremely social person that is simultaneously incredibly scientifically minded. she would pick up on things. she would notice when things were off. god i’m upset about her characterization. she’s 23, she’s learned a lot! not just how to sleep around, she’s picked up some social stuff! and i’m fine with that part- if that’s the path they think fits her, then who am i to judge! i think it’s actually interesting in set up! but not how they substituted it for awareness. i think jade could’ve been given idk some cool marceline treatment! except werewolf? cool floaty werewolf chick that plays bass! DONT TELL ME SHE WOULDNT BE MAKING INCREDIBLE ADVANCES IN SCIENCE WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY SLAYING THE STAGE !!!!!

anyways those are mainly my thoughts as of rn; i’m on part 22? i think john being wildly depressed makes sense and has so much weight. i think my boys strugglin. i think jade could be couch surfin and dating around while she tours and studies; no time to keep a fulfilling relationship in between because she’s forced to never be in the same place for too long. i love rose and kanaya, i’m just honestly not sure how to categorize my thoughts on them at this point in the story though. dave and karkat? love you guys you’re making this readable. dirk? choke on a dick. jake? get that dick. jane? stop.

[ahoneesan]

i feel like a somewhat common sentiment i see among like, online artists (using that term incredible broadly to include like, professional writers) is something along the lines of "im only doing this bc i cant do anything else. if i could work the mindless 9-5 and take the stable paycheck and feel good about it buddy i would." i think abt this a lot. turns out i can work the 9-5! and it is, in fact, fairly comfortable having enough for rent b/w two people and generally good insurance and a regular paycheck twice a month and etc etc. but am i cutting myself off from something by doing that? am i losing access to some artsier fartsier version of me by like being alright with showing up and sending emails five times a week?

i dont want either of the easy ways out of this. itd be easy to say nah girl art exists everywhere, write stuff on your off time and just rake it in baby. itd also be easy to say yes evacuate yourself from regularity and involve yourself in the hard work of self determination! maybe neither of those answers IS easy. dunno. strugglin to find the place where both "i still believe in and want the dreams of my teen and young adulthood" and "im nearly 30 years old and rent aint goin down" are true. i wonder. i wonder.

[neerikiffu]

(30.07.23)

well i upped around 5 brawlers to mastery bronze 1 and grinded like 5k coins and 100🏆 or such now i'll be able to get doug up to power 9 and maybe even afford a gadget though i'll continue pushing

THOUGH DOUG SEEMS TO BE SO HORRIBLE OF A BRAWLER UGH don't get me wrong his design is ultra cute hes a lil inflatable dino that was born outta lil inflatable egg - and his voicelines are FIRE

come'ere little swimmers.. time FOR AN ADVENTURE! :D duude'h im not a fighter im a floater >='[ don't be a whiner, HAVE A WIENER!! >:D

👇please be warned stuff below is PRETTY long👇 YET outraging 👇

BUT REGARDLESS HIS RANGE IS SHORT HE HAS TO STAND ON TOP OF THE OPPONENT LITERALLY TO DO AT LEAST SLIGHTLY COMPETITIVE DAMAGE HEALING IS LOW for BOTH opponents AND him - and he has to have his sp and be power 11 ho heal himself for what? 400 hp? ha? for a whole ammo? UNLOAD SPEED IS ANNOYING okay his super is fire okay BUT WHAT IS THE POINT IF YOURE USELESS BESIDES IT SO MANY OPEN AND SEMI-OPEN MAPS HOW DO YOU EXPECT THIS DEGRADATION OF A JACKY TO BE PLAYABLE it's like with willow, they had to buff him before he was even released and he is STILL annoying to be played - okay they at least understood that he gotta have fast reload speed BUT MAYBE A LIL FASTER PLEASE HUH?

hear me out tanks are good but i listened to this month's time to explain, and EVEN THERE they mentioned that tanks have to have a way to get to the opponent, cause theyre literally helpless while outranged

so thats why short range brawlers have traits and all sorts of supers that help them get closer to the enemy one by one:

buzz - his trait charges super from being around people - real extrovert huh? - his super is shortening a hella ton of distance and STUNNING the opponent

RT is helpless as a tank, sorry

mortis aint a tank BUT HE GOT HIS CHARGED SHOT THAT CROSSES DISTANCE OKAY

sam has his knuckles THAT HE GETS AT THE START OF THE ROUND and he throws them to get speed boost

ash has a decent range for a tank, he charges his rage bar quite easily so a couple shots and you are now 1. fast 2. dealing damage

edgar is again not a tank but a close range brawler - 1. HE CHARGES HIS SUPER PASSIVELY, 2. HIS SUPER IS A HUGE JUMP TO SHORTEN DISTANCE 3. HE HEALS FROM DEALING DAMAGE

bull charges super from receiving damage, and has a very long brrrrrrrrrummdudududum that goes through walls to again, shorten distance

bibi has fast movement speed and has it even faster with 1st sp - and che can knock opponents into walls muahaha no escaoe

hank is …..helpless

pam is A HELL OF A HEALER but her shots are easy to git at least some of the scrap

buster charges his super passively from allies, and it is a shield that helps him ignore and reflect everything that is going at him and gives him at least some time to "brrrrrrrrrummdudududum" closer to the enemy. though he is also helpless nowadays yeah. and also his 2nd gadget, must-have

darryl - charges super passively, and his super is a ROLL towards the opponent

rosa - she has a good enough shield to absorb at least some damage while shes movin but shes kinda strugglin without bushes for that juicy shock value and 1st sp

fang - has this genius elongation of his attack and an endless shoe generator to charge super - so he is kind of long range even, and then his super IS A HUGE DASH FORWARD

el primo - charges sooper from damage - super jumps on enemy and knocks them back over some distance

shelly - speed buff.

JACKY - has a speed boost gadget, charges super from damage received, AND HER SUPER KNOCKS BACK AND PULLS ENEMIES TOWARDS HER OKAY

AND THEN DOUG

WHAT CAN HE DO

RESPAWN?

first of all, this kinda wiener privilege should be given to those in trouble aka main damage dealer - why does doug need to live if the damage is being dealt NOT by him and he will lose ..how many? like 4 seconds to respawn with 1/3rd of his health and 1 ammo or something every single piper will run away by now he is useless in solo or 1v1 aint he

okay so you heard me out okay

[luvv4j4ybe11]

IM ASCENDINGGGG OML😩

“Mmm, fuck!” You held onto the sink in front of you for dear life while Neteyam rattled your shit from behind. After both your practices wrapped up for the day, he gave you a look you knew all too well. One that said he wanted to fuck, now. The man always had his mind in the gutter. Neteyam always picked the place for the matter, sometimes a little riskier than you’d prefer, being that you didn’t want to be kicked off the team. But this time, following after his tall, broad figure as non-suspiciously as possible, he entered the family restroom down the hall. And that was how you ended up with his dick deep in your pussy.

Running LAPPSSSSSS atp like😩😩

“All wet and tight just for me? Or is it from ogling the other guys, too? Wouldn’t surprise me knowing you,” he chuckled darkly, “I mean you literally dance around for the entire public anyways, you little attention whore,”

All I gotta say is-

“See how pretty you look when you’re moaning?” He said into your ear, “Just a cockslut getting exactly what she wants. You’re lucky you’re so hot or you wouldn’t be getting this from me,” he added while nibbling your ear.

~ I fucking LOVEEE the way you write neteyam, like you makin me wanna give this man a baby for the way he acts in ur fics 😩🫶🏽

Lemme stop now bc this whole fic is js fucking GOLDEN!! Especially the end and towards the end bc PHEWWWW! I love how you depicted this prompt, bc I’m still strugglin with mine 😭💕

Practice Makes Perfect

Pairing: AU!College!BasketballPlayer!Neteyam (21) x Fem!Human!Cheerleader!Reader (20)

Warnings/content: MDNI, smut, p in v, creampie, mean & fuckboy Neteyam, degradation, mirror sex, fwb, think that’s it but lmk!

A/n: This is for the day 2 prompt of Pandora’s Glow — Mirror sex + FWB! Credits to @luvv4j4ybe11 & @aperiraa for the event! And credits to @cafekitsune for dividers!

W/c: 1.2k

Neteyam was eyeballing you during practice every chance he got.

He was one of the team captains and this often got to his head; no not often— all of the time. He was the typical cocky athlete who would send nudes to every hot girl, just like all his friends and teammates. He had girls falling at his feet so of course he fucked whoever he deemed pretty enough. Anything to get his dick wet and satisfy his endless sex drive.

To him, this glorified his manhood. Getting laid is the pinnacle of proving you’re the best. And Neteyam was the best. A star athlete with a full ride at your university, his family was well-known and wealthy, and he was favorited not just among his peers, but the professors, coaches, and other faculty too. He charmed the elders with his perfect boy persona, and hell— sports is what matters most to everyone so they all fall for his bullshit since he plays a part at getting them those big wins at nearly every game.

Your sport, however, was hardly deemed a sport by most. Including Neteyam. You worked hard your whole life, competing in All Star competitive cheer. Between the lifts, jumps, flips, and sheer stamina, you firmly believed cheer was damn well a sport, and a difficult one at that.

Due to renovations on the other gym where your team normally practiced all year, you were now forced to practice in the same gym as Neteyam and his team this season. Now him and his minions could openly laugh and make fun of you and your girls, like the himbo pieces of shits they are. Whether it was during stretches, muscle conditioning, or practicing the routines and stunts, the guys were always poking at y’all with sexualized and demeaning comments whenever they could and when the coaches weren’t close enough to hear. It usually went like:

“Bend over a little more, babydoll!”, “Could they make the skirts just a little shorter, please?”, “Amazing eye candy, ladies!”

They were often replied to with heavy eye rolls and a few “fuck off”s by all of you. The pure disrespect towards your sport was almost more than you could bare. Being viewed as an object to the male gaze was gonna be the death of you.

That was why you didn’t know why you ever agreed to this little situation with Neteyam after he cornered you and sweet talked you months ago. Now, it was like a daily routine.

…

“Mmm, fuck!” You held onto the sink in front of you for dear life while Neteyam rattled your shit from behind.

After both your practices wrapped up for the day, he gave you a look you knew all too well. One that said he wanted to fuck, now. The man always had his mind in the gutter. Neteyam always picked the place for the matter, sometimes a little riskier than you’d prefer, being that you didn’t want to be kicked off the team. But this time, following after his tall, broad figure as non-suspiciously as possible, he entered the family restroom down the hall. And that was how you ended up with his dick deep in your pussy.

He flipped your cheer practice skirt up to get a view of your ass, choosing to leave it on and pushing your panties to the side when he shoved his dick inside you.

“You know what this tiny little skirt does to me, you slut. Damn near asking for it, huh?” he said with venom lacing his words, giving your ass a hard spank.

You whimpered at his words. He was right, you were being a slut and you knew it. But you couldn’t resist him, much to your dismay, so you let your dignity take the hit.

“All wet and tight just for me? Or is it from ogling the other guys, too? Wouldn’t surprise me knowing you,” he chuckled darkly, “I mean you literally dance around for the entire public anyways, you little attention whore,”

You blushed deeply, heating up all over. You chose to look down at your feet that were struggling to hold you up from the sheer force of his thrusts.

Then you felt a rough hand beneath your jaw, forcing you to look up and into the mirror right in front of you. You were such a mess— hair misplaced, sweat lining your forehead, and some drool and tears leaking out on your face.

“Watch yourself get fucked by me,” he grunted, and held your face in place so you were forced to acknowledge the scene you were creating through the mirror.

He was hitting your cervix so perfectly, making your body tingle all over. You let out a long and drawn out moan as every inch of your body felt like it was on cloud 9.

“See how pretty you look when you’re moaning?” He said into your ear, “Just a cockslut getting exactly what she wants. You’re lucky you’re so hot or you wouldn’t be getting this from me,” he added while nibbling your ear.

You clenched around him and attempted to drop your head down and focus on the pleasure. He didn’t let you move one bit though, with his painful grip on your hip and his other hand directing your face to the mirror.

“Nuh uh. Watch it. Want you to watch yourself cum on my cock,” Neteyam stuttered a bit, feeling his orgasm approach quickly. “Better do it now pretty girl, I can’t hold back much longer,”

He gave you harder and somehow deeper thrusts while snaking his hand around to rub tight circles on your nub. And that was all it took for your coil to snap.

“Ahhh fuck!!” You screamed as your orgasm wracked through your entire body, almost closing your eyes shut.

“Eyes open,” he tapped your jaw, “Look at you go,” He praised you as the feeling soared through your body.

Your jaw was hanging open in a silent scream as you watched your legs shake and felt your pussy convulse on him.

“Now, eyes on me. Watch me as I cum in you,” He gritted through teeth.

You watched him through your eyebrows, your head feeling light and struggling to stay upright, your arms on the sink still holding you up. You watched in awe as all his muscles tensed up deliciously and he threw his head back while guiding your hips back on him as he shot his hot load in your cunt. You noticed all the little micro-expressions in his face as the sweet release rushed through his body too.

Coming down from your highs, you both glanced at each other briefly, suppressing little laughs. You fixed your skirt the best you could although he left an absolute mess in your folds, with his cum slowly seeping out of you. So you knew you needed to get out of there before anyone saw cum dribbling down your legs.

He smirked, knowing why you were rushing to get out. “Might wanna wash that before next practice,” he teased and winked at you, feeling proud as you swung the door open and ran off.

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[etherical-angel]

its hard being delusional most of the time these days. i dont even know if i wanna talk about it. i know how stupid it all sounds. and that its most likely just my brain making shit up due to me bein isolated + bored + suicidal + autistic, no matter how real it feels to me.

playin delusion based dress up at almost 3am rn. cant cry, but i was in my head, as i was strugglin to find one the shirts i KNEW we'd never throw away, panicing that we forgot again....but i found it. its easy to closet cosplay for the current fixation, since the Source based it all on stuff we already had(but that only helps feeds the delusion ig lol).

i really thought i could escape this time, i really tried!! i really planned and problem solved, i was even gonna finally get my own place for a bit too, before the stupid sickness happened and kicked me back into my cage. same shit happened the last time i tried to escape. now i dont even know if i wanna go back to japan, fearing of the summers. its not like i can legally live there for more than 6 months a year anyway, so if i went back i would just not go during summer again. but idk. is it even worth it? i thought i knew what i wanted to do, but idk if its even possible.

i had the thought that maybe i could write a book and see what happens. my little amounts of motivation for pursuing anything are rapidly depleting tbh. im tired of feeling lke i gotta fight for everything. i wonder if my brains healed enough for me to do shrooms again. i just wanna feel that sense of connection + pure 100% delusion rn instead of feeling so fucking hopeless.