#but heyyy that phone!!!

[mettywiththenotes]

Viktor didn't just break up with him. Months later, he then did the equivalent of texting his ex and asking if they could meet up again

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Luis facetiming Ada versus Luis facetiming Leon

Not even joking either

[aezuria]

SOMEONE NEEDS TO WRITE AMERICAN FOOTBALLER JASON RIGHT NOW like guys. you can’t tell me he won’t be one of those popular jocks. literally EVERYONE knows abt him and it’s not js cause he’s on the football team it’s cause he’s genuinely so nice and sweet and every girl (me) wants him but he has no girlfriend (cause he’s actually really awkward) literal golden boy, teachers love him bc he actually tries in class (he sits in the back off the class cause his friends want him to and he always forgets his glasses so he has to squint) but when he does bring them??? doves are chirping, trumpets are blaring, WHO is this angel bestowed upon us???? oh yk it’s just JASON star football player GRACE good lord imagine him studying in the library with his glasses sliding down his nose and his hand in his hair as he rests his elbow against the table. his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as the veins on his forearm pop from the way he’s squeezing his pencil. and he’s wearing a TIGHT black shirt that shows off his arms GOD I NEED HIM WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME

[tired-ticket-man]

Tio Ran, how's your day? Any

*looks around*

Sawns

“O-oh! It’s pretty good, thank you for a-“

“What.”

[projectdivaar]

I know my mum did not js shame me into admitting I was reading mcr rpf...

[floral-hex]

dang, I forgot just how terrible the signal is here at this hotel. Tumblr won’t even load. I don’t even know if this text post will upload 🙃 I’m so sleepy. In that funk where you load up on caffeine but your brain is too tired for it to do much, so now I’m all nauseas and sleepy and a bit on edge. BUT I’ve got a little booth with a tv and some books to peruse if my head ever balances out. It’s cool. We’re cool.

[bisexualvampires]

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[ratcandy]

i have had to write so many emails and make so many phone calls this week . you guys can't even begin to perceive my amount of horrors

[housewifebuck]

If one more person gives out my personal cell phone number to a stranger having cat problems I’m gonna freak it !!!!

[sammyloomis]

developing what seems to be a cold at the same time as this tooth thing is Just what i needed, very cool very dope

[leonardburton]

me, every time i leave a conversation, muttering to myself to imaginary beatboxing: i am normal; about stuff. i am normal; about things. i am capable; of having a normal reaction; to outside stimuli and events. i am normal! about stuff. i am able; to maintain normal facial expressions and control my tone of voice when i speak. i am good; at conversations. i do not; look like a scared rabbit; every time someone approaches me. badaboop; i am normal; at phonecalls. i do not need; to mime intense screaming every time i hang up.

[bbbrianjones]

i know no one will care but i care. ok.

[sohannabarberaesque]

(With appy polly loggies to Hudson and Landry here)

[Mise en scene: Yukayuka, the hyaenal practical joker of The King's crew, decides to pull off one of the great old-school telephonic gags--as in--] DRUGGIST, on the ameche: Ajax Drugstore! YUKAYUKA, milking it up for the maximum of laughs: You got any Prince Albert in a can? DRUGGIST, on the phone: If you're thinking what I'm probably thinking, we've stopped selling tobacco of any kind. [Yukayuka hangs up] YUKAYUKA, taking stock of the shattering revelation: Well, that's how the cigarette end explodes....

[kamitv]

Getting a call while Suguru’s balls deep inside you sounds so interesting, lowkey.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Your fiancé would coo into your ear, cock dipping in and out of your sopping cunt languidly as his hot breath hit the crown of your ear.

It would all be so intimate. The way Geto has you beneath him, holding your shaky legs open for himself as his heavy balls smacked against you every time he thrusted his fat cock into you. His hips were moving slow but his dick was splitting you open.

"Sugu," You'd gasp, nails scratching at his toned back as you panted out a heavy breath of air, "Fuck-, mmh..."

"Can't get enough of this pussy, mmgh. Listen t'her talk t'me," He whispers to you, the messy slick of your cunt wetting up his shaft as he drew his hips back hitting both of your ears, "Y’like that, baby? Like bein’ stuffed like this, hm?” Geto questions.

Though, his words weren’t directed to you.

He often did that during sex— talked to your cunt, referring to it as she and baby just like how he talks to you. And it gets even worse whenever he’s giving you head.

Currently though, as Geto talks you, and your pussy, through his steady strokes, you moan his name up until your phone begins to ring.

The sound of your loud ass ring tone makes your lover groan, leaning up away from you just to catch sight of who the hell was calling you. To his surprise, none other than his best friend’s contact name was beaming across your phone screen.

“Hahh,” Geto cracks a half smile, “The fuck is Satoru callin’ you for?” He asks, sounding annoyed despite the amusement etched onto his features.

The curve of his cock sinks deeper into you as he reaches for your cell phone and you scratch at his chest, too fucked out to render what the hell he was talking about. All you wanted was his body pressed up against yours again.

“S-Suguu, shit-, ignore it, please.” You huff out demandingly, earning nothing more than a mere glance from your fiancé as he peers down at you from the corner of his eye.

Swiping your phone up, “Why’s he calling?”

“I don’t know,” You pout, extending a hand to his neck and trying to pull him back down to you. Your attempt almost works as Geto is tugged a bit closer to you, his hips still and his eyes back on your phone buzzing in his palm.

Cocking his head to the side, he smirks, “Find out then,” Suguru says to you.

You’re confused for only a second before an explanation is given through him answering the call and pressing it to your ear. Your eyes go wide as you realize he wants you to talk to Satoru while he’s balls deep inside you.

Gulping, “Sugu-“

“Hello?” You get cut off by the connection of the phone call and the sound of Gojo’s voice in your ear.

Your fiancé smiles down at you and whispers, “Go on, talk to him, baby. Promise I won’t move,” He hums all too sweetly.

It was definitely suspicious coming from him. You’ve been down the road more times than you can count— Geto promising not to fuck you while you talk to someone but ultimately doing so anyway.

With pleading eyes, you nod, hoping he’ll keep his promise this time around. “Hi Satoru,” You say into the phone, watching your fiancé mock you through his facial expressions.

“Heyyy, how are youuu?” Gojo purrs over the phone, his tone letting you know he definitely called to ask you for something.

You take a deep breath, “M’fine, can I ask why you called?”

“Straight to the point I see,” Gojo says with that smug voice of his.

Rolling your eyes, you release a sigh, "Yeah, I guess so. I'm kinda busy right now so uh, make it quick." Your tone was a lot more put together than you expected of yourself, especially with Geto's thick inches stuffed into the hilt of your cunt.

And for a while he doesn't move, he just sit there, marinating in the warmth of your cunt and listening in on your conversation.

“Well, then," Gojo starts, his voice suddenly enthusiastic, "Remember when I came over last week?"

Geto starts to lean up again and you send him skeptical eyes, to which he flashes another innocent smile at you. Then you sigh, "Yes, why?"

"Did I uh, leave my jacket there?" The male over the phone asks.

You blink, "You could've texted me this question y'know," The end of your sentence comes off all too breathy as a thumb suddenly swats over your clit, your free hand moving down to Geto's finger and trying to swat him away.

He just smirks at you though and presses the pad of his thumb into you, watching the way your back arches a bit and your lips part.

"Yes, I could've texted you this questions buuuut, you always ignore me," Gojo argues.

You bite your lip for a moment as Geto draws small circles around your clit-- you knew he was going to do this and yet you still weren't prepared for it. "I do not," You breathe out.

On the other side of the phone, Gojo tilts his head and his borws furrow, "You alright over there? Y'sound out of breath."

"M'fine, Satoru. And n-no, I haven't seen your jacket," You stammer as Geto starts drawing his hips back his eyes locked down on your cunt and how lewdly it's spread open for his cock, smirking before he spits down on it.

"Right... Well can you ask Suguru then?" Gojo continues, "I really need it for-"

"Can I just call you back?" You say all in one breath, trying your best to keep your composure as Geto eases himself back into you, fucking you so very slowly that it's both tortuous and stimulating at the same time.

The full stretch of Geto's thick girth way driving you insane, the way he'd ease back and then push forward, thumbing your clit simultaneously as his salvia smeared and mixed with the mess you've already made of him from earlier.

"Please?" You suddenly whine, not sure if it was really directed toward Gojo or Geto as you said it.

That's when Gojo pauses, his hears practically perking up at the tone of your voice, "Hey... No need to beg me to get off the phone, y'know," He hums, his voice suddenly... lower? "I would've hung up without the please but I dunno, you sound busier than I expected."

Your brows furrow at his sudden resistance toward ending the call, "Meaning?" You question, eyes focused on your fiance's face which was twisted up and he groaned quietly due to the sudden squeeze of your cunt.

There's a slight scoff over the phone, "Oh nothing, just uh-, well, am I interrupting something?"

Your lashes bat in disbelief of Gojo and Geto's losing his mind at how much your pussy's throbbing around his cock. Was that his doing or his best friend's doing? What exactly was Satoru saying to you over the phone and why were you squirming so much?

Geto tears his eyes away from where the two of you are connected and he looks at your face, spotting that you're basically just as confused as he is. Tipping his head to the side, he locks eyes with you and decides that that's the perfect time to thrust every inch of himself back into you.

The way your jaw drops, a moan pouring out so clearly and obscenely-- it makes Geto smile, nearly forgetting that Gojo probably heard that...

Probably would be an understatement too because Gojo's on his end of the call with his face flushed and his eyes widened, "Did you just moan?" He questions.

And as he does so, Geto decides not to hold back anymore, working up that brutal pace of his thrust by thrust as you slap a hand over your mouth and moan into your palm.

Barely even able to utter a response to Gojo, "N-No," You gasp, "I just-, mmh. Fuck, can I please call you back?"

Gojo blinks. Then he swallows, thickly, "Where's Suguru?"

Your mouth opens to respond but the phone is suddenly taken from you. Geto places one hand to your lower abdomen and pushes down slightly on the imprint in your skin where his cock is, his hips smacking into you roughly as you body jerked and you spasm.

Then you hear Geto speaking and realize he's taken the phone, "Busy fuckin' her to tears, call you back later 'Toru," He hums out simply.

Gojo coughs and then he laughs, "Hey wait," He stalls without second thought.

Your fiance tilts his head into the phone and his hips grow a bit harsher with you, the pressure of his hand on your lower abdomen making his swollen cock hit deeper and deeper. Then there was that mean curve of his, beating into where you were sensitive and making you whimper.

"Hm?" Geto hums in response, sounding almost annoyed.

"Y'Mind if I stay on the phone and listen?"

(pt. 2)

[tired-ticket-man]

starts stomping on u

[He proceeds to call the cops]

[syxnewt]

whose phone does Flowey use at the end of the true lab?? does he just. have his own.