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not even my girls can save me now
#i've tripped down the stairs#fumbled a bit trying to stop falling#and accidentally pushed myself making the fall worse#and now i'm here#falling... falling forever#can i reach rock bottom?#we'll see#my rambles#my psicologist's report has been about learning to love life again#but i'm sitting here wondering#will it take years and decades? will it even be worth it?#not even my girls can save me now. guess i'm all alone now#swinging a stick at the dark hoping i find something#something worth salvaging in this mess of a brain
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#wen chao#wen zhuliu#Apologies for how much I skipped in the last part of this episode.#I do love the scene of Jiang Cheng regaining his will to live and the ensuing scenes of Wei Wuxian seeing him off at the mountain base.#At the same time I very much want to keep pressing on with the story.#The notes I have are for scenes I did not draw:#I still think a lot about the symbolism of food in both consumption and giving - especially in regards to the Yunmeng Trio.#Prior to JC leaving we see WWX out buying food for him. Something that initially falls through as JC runs back to Lotus Pier.#But here it comes back full circle. WWX gives away a part of himself to be 'consumed' by Jiang Cheng.#It is about being led by desire (JC wanting revenge to losing his will to live to wanting his core back)#and about being bound by duty to do whatever it takes to see those desires through to the end.#JC can't eat until he has his desire to live back. WWX carves out his own ambitions to help another reach theirs.#And it isn't held up as noble! Not even once! He is routinely punished and criticized for this sacrifice.#Being thrown into the burial mounds really is just symbolism for how we can give away every scrap of ourselves to others-#-and find ourselves at rock bottom. Alone.#When you hollow yourself out it just leaves room for something else to fill it. Something worse.
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beginning the qetoiles narrative playlist with undertale’s “hopes and dreams”, a very powerful and uplifting music, and later down the line having a melancholic song with the lyrics “all of your dreams / swallowed in the heat of the sun” is perhaps me cooking tbh….
#song is ‘kiltro’ — kilro btw it fucks . kiltro ouwagh how i love ur music#we’re venturing into post-canon (still on quesadilla island) hc territory with this one but its such a rock bottom qetoiles song to me .#like after qfrench tensions have finally come to light and his family breaks apart for real . after the code keeps spreading .#his dependence on CPV2 worsens . after his optimism fails to keep him afloat anymore and something breaks within him and he can’t keep#running anymore . lowest point song . and then slowly from then on out it gets better#god what would be a realistic Shit hits the fan moment in terms of etoiles’ relationship with the code vs his relationship with his friends#bc there was build up within canon with people being suspicious of his code arm his continuous use of the shield his allyship with the code#but no breaking point was ever reached . does he get corrupted by the code and lash out in a moment where he isn’t himself ? does he get to#complacent with them which leads to smth bad happening ? idk . who knows#thing is you would need to choose a narrative theme and stick to it to be able to answer the question successfully#like i tend to interpret qetoiles and cpv2/the code as an addiction thing at times . the breaking point would then have to be smth#related to when an addiction can drag you to rock bottom#jay tambles#etoiles#qetoiles.posting
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OMG how are you feeling about fight club???
God it's gay. The dedication this man has towards his friend. The seething rage he feels for Martha, because she ruins his escapes and takes Tyler's attention away from him. My assumptions about this book were mostly wrong.
#the narration is interesting and I like that we're in the mind of the protagonist#but god the kiss on the hand before Tyler spills lye on it??? Essentially branding the protagonist??? God#He's drowning. He's drowning. Someone drag him back up#but that's the point#he's trying to reach rock bottom#messages from beyond the ask box#so as you can see I am having thoughts
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saw someone mention wanting to see an older/younger moment for taissa which i 100% need, and now i'm considering the implications of reversing the process for her. like, instead of her older self turning into her younger self in a moment of stress, young tai turns to older tai the moment she steps off the rescue plane signaling that she is forcefully burying her current self and mentally living decades in the future. she will not really live her 20s or 30s, because from the moment of rescue tai's entire existence is about crafting the perfect life to disappear into. it's a forced metamorphosis that can only end in tragedy
or, conversely, other tai is the one that changes into her younger self. because no matter how bad things get, tai is unable to fully reconnect with her younger self, for better or worse. she severed that part of herself so completely that she can never go back even if she wanted to. because tai pretty much hit rock bottom in season 2 and it made her other self come out more, but the younger version of her never came any closer
#i just like the idea that tai is the only one of them to actually succeed in burying her younger self#but that she doesn't suffer any less for it#especially if in reconnecting with van she starts to remember the better parts of her past self#a self that she can no longer reach#i can't really imagine what could happen that would bring out her younger self at this point#she already killed her dog and put her wife in a coma and abandoned her son and sleepdrove across state lines to see her ex#and found out her ex is dying and watched the teammate/friend she had been desperately trying to save die in front of her#not to mention assisting in murder clean up and forcing herself to stay awake for days at a time to fight off her shadow self#she hit rock bottom then curled up to take a nap#so i feel like something new needs to happen for her old/young moment#yellowjackets#taissa turner
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#rambling to the void#ive not reached rock bottom#ive slammed face first into it#i’m exhausted#i haven’t been sleeping#and i don’t feel real and everything is going to shit#i did in fact just call my ex boyfriend and ask him to come over so i can sleep#how did the call go?#‘ik u used to hit me but can u come and lay in my bed so i can sleep’#dude i will literally peel my skin off if i don’t get some decent sleep soon. i get its a shit idea but it’s the best ive got#like pls#rock fucking bottom lmao#anyways it’s not. he won’t hurt me now so we’re all peachy. i just need to hear someone else breathing so i can sleep#tw abuse#<- past abuse
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can we please talk about how healing eddie's mental health storyline has been though
#like watching this rough tough confident army man go through trauma#and then everything that he struggled with in season 5#and then hitting rock bottom and going to therapy and admitting that he needs help and actually going through with it??!#reaching out and confiding in those he trusts??#it honest to god healed me. it made me feel so seen and i don't think i can actually explain it in proper words#but it just means a hell of a lot to me okay#and i will forever hold it close to my heart#911 fox#9-1-1#eddie diaz
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the callback to vaulter is so interesting BC mattson does the same exact thing that ken did to lawrence yee. he made him an offer he literally couldn't refuse BC he had a fiduciary duty to the shareholders, then vaulter got GUTTED. the role reversal for kendall is super interesting and it wouldn't surprise me if the deal goes through and mattson fires him
#this would be an interesting set up for ken to reach his true rock bottom#he went from the guy doing the gutting to the one who's lost everything#anyway#i watched a yt video on this shit to help me understand the business stuff BC i'm gay and useless#i can tell you more abt the history/mythology in the show with MUCH more ease#succession meta#succession#kendall roy
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not to be too much on main but I fully forget I suffer from depression until it gets so bad I can't get out of bed and then I'm just like
huh
this actually affects my daily life and I've just become so used to it, I don't notice how incapacitated I am
oops
I need to take a mental health awareness course but for being aware of my own mental health 💀
#i never realise how bad it is until ive either reached rock bottom or im out of the episode#feeling like meh it could be worse and wondering why people around me are getting so worried during it#cause it isnt that big of a deal#vs coming out of it like oh! 😀 i lost my mind! this is not ordinary behaviour! whoops!#so sorry to everyone in my life i forget how desensitised i am#ill probably delete this lmao#i am unaware of my mental health becasue im so used to it being so shit#leik people can just do things like go outside eat take care of themselves etc without it being completely delibitating#wdym you can shower and eat everyday and it doesnt almost kill you and the fact it does me is actually something i should seek help with#sounds fake but okay#the autism and adhd also definetely do not help this
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Unlocked a new, currently unlisted flavor of formless jhana where I have so much I want to write, and the surefire confidence that I can sit down and actually write instead of having a blank page haunting me, that I am constantly too serene to remember all the Bad Shit out there
#I don't know if this is some kind of overflow I've reached by hitting rock bottom but you can bet your tooshies I'm#going to ride it as long as it's pumpin
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#wdip#i cant really tell when im spiralling until someone points it out#and i can tell that im spiralling so its not good.#i want to do some art or something to help myself feel better but if i do art then im not being productive aka applying to jobs#it is physically painful to reach out for jobs at this point#i feel like im never going to be happy#feels like theres no point#and then if i complain about this i feel bad because ive been so fortunate to have enough saved that im able to be out of work for so long#and then its like well you knew this would happen and you KNEW it would take rock bottom to get you to take this seriously and you kinda#hoped youd get there faster if you quit your job and had to deal with it#im not trying to be dramatic but i truly dont see any paths forward that lead to me feeling fulfilled which has been a major source of#the hashtag ol depression#and my sleep schedule has been absolute garbage recently since i dont have a schedule anymore#ive been up since 4pm yesterday#and the work its gonna take me to get out of this feels insurmountable#especially by myself#im so tired of feeling like this#im just feeling so alone#i feel hollow#i know i need to move around more i know it#but i look in the mirror and barely recognize myself#my body doesnt feel like my body#the physical limitations of not being able to move ways that i know im flexible enough for because theres a physical barrier of fat#and my inner fatphobia has been having a field day#its been really difficult to acknowledge the fact that im fat now and i will likely just be fat for the rest of my life#it's immensely unbelievably incomprehensibly difficult to do the hard work toward feeling better when you look in the mirror and see nothin#even more difficult when you look in the mirror and see a twisted version of who you used to be and wonder if she's in there somewhere#and im tired of the canned advice on how to get out of ruts i KNOW THE THINGS I HAVE TO DO! I KNOW IT! I KNOW IT! I KNOW IT! but doing#something means i have to acknowledge how deeply DEEPLY DEEPLY INTRINSICALLY broken i am and its easier to shove it down than deal with it#anyway how about that jeff goldblum
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Today marks exactly a year since I got fired from Starbucks❤️ Secretly the best thing that ever happened to me but also let's hope 25 starts better than 24 did lmaooo
#my bday isn't until Friday but I did have shit hit the fan the NIGHT i was leaving for my trip#anyway! that hurt really bad in the moment#And I spent most of the next week drunk off my ass on my friend's futon#in what may be a contender for the most disgusting apartment in Brooklyn which IS a high bar#anyway it was pretty close to rock bottom without active suicidal ideation#but this year???#i have a fulfilling job at a better company that I feel valued at#I have a way sexier resume#and also me as a person am happier and healthier#I got a lot better at reaching out to people and letting myself suck at things#i hope next year I can suck at stuff even more!#personal
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Everyday I think I hate this fandom and a lot of the people in it just a little bit more
#this isn’t towards like the moots or anything#but god the weird like extremely tg fans are in fact just as annoying as tb#and get just as whiny about the show not following THEIR fanon interpretation they’ve gaslit themselves to believe was at all canon#sorry I’ve just seen SO much whining in my feed#and like I legitimately can’t stand and don’t respect some of y’all who I used to follow from season 1 anymore#just the worst of tb with a new font just as insufferable#literally jsut stop watching the show omg#and this isn’t to my moots who have criticism criticism is valid#it’s to the ones who LITERALLY do nothing but bitch and whine and cry about ‘book Alicent’#as if the book Alicent they mentioned hasn’t also been fanoned extremely by then#‘the writing is worse/reaching rock bottom’#no you’ve just convinced yourself your watching a different show than you are#so you can get offended each episode this show proves to be the one it always was#sorry rant over
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whatever you want
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warnings: 18+ only, smut, ab riding, tit fucking, semi public sex, established relationship, cumming in mouth, mentions of future and past sex, lots of talk about rafes muscles, reader is kinda described as having big (or at least decent sized) breasts, lots of banter can these bitches just shut up and fuck oh my goddddd
“again.” you call, almost sounding drunk despite being completely sober.
rafe sighs, rolling his eyes, but the side of his lip quirks up, unable to hide how much he likes your fascination.
rafe flexes again, his arms bulging and pecs tightening. you reach out, smoothing your hands over the hard muscles.
“you're so strong.” you coo, sat on rafes lap despite the hot temperature of the day, which resulted in rafe pulling his shirt off.
"you're acting like you've never seen me shirtless before.” rafe says with a chuckle.
“shh, let me appreciate you.” you shake your head. sure, you've seen him shirtless plenty of times but rafe was bulking up for summer and it caused all his muscles to be deliciously defined.
“alright, whatever.” rafe flexes again, not going to argue too much when he has your hands obsessively touching every part of his body.
your hands move down to his stomach, fingers running over his abs. “if you let me ride your abs, i’d let you do whatever you want to me.”
“you-” rafe places his hands on his hips, sitting up straighter. “you want to ride my abs?”
“yeah.” you nod, quirking your head to the side. “you know, like rub my pussy against them.”
“shit, do it right now.” rafe looks down at your short shorts, barely covering more than your underwear does.
“yes!” you squeal out, hopping up and tugging your bottoms and panties off, not caring that you’re in the backyard and anyone could theoretically come by. “lay back.” you instruct.
rafe lays on the couch, smiling up at you as you climb on top of him. “you’ll have to flex for me as im doing this.” you inform rafe, placing your pussy on his abdomen. “especially your pecs.” you poke his chest.
“you’re such a slut for my body.” rafe chuckles, hands coming to your hips, pushing you further down, feeling your wetness as your thighs spread even more open.
“i can’t help that you’re so sexy.” you shrug, hips starting to move back and forth in a slow rock, carefully building up the pace, wanting to enjoy being sat on his stomach.
you lean forward, placing your hands on his chest for stability, pressing your clit further against his muscles. rafe flexes his muscles and they harden underneath you.
“rafe!” you squeal.
“i guess you like that, huh?” rafes hands squeeze at your hips and lift up, placing you harder back down on his stomach. “oh, you like that too.” he smiles as he bounces you again and you moan out.
“i really like that.” you hum, eyes struggling to stay open with the pleasure, but you want to keep your eyes on rafe beneath you. its rare he lets you take over like this.
you moan as you both bounce, using your knees to go up and down while rafe assists so you don’t get burnt out.
you pull your top off, revealing the bikini top you’re wearing underneath, ready to go swimming whenever you’re done playing with rafe, needing to get in the water on this sweltering day.
“jesus, your tits are perfect.” rafe smiles as he watches your chest bouncing, sitting up to rub his face in between your pushed together breasts, the bikini top holding them tight together.
“not as perfect as yours.” you giggle, hands squeezing at his chest, palms over his nipples.
“don’t call them tits.” rafe rolls his eyes as he lays back, head against the cushion.
“well, whatever you wanna call them, i fucking love your muscles. your pecs-” you squeeze your hands again, digging into his soft flesh until rafe flexes and they harden. “your biceps-” you move your hands, and rafe flexes again, his muscles bulging. “your abs.” this time you press your pussy down, rubbing against the contours and ridges.
“you’re lucky that you offered to let me do whatever i want to you otherwise i wouldn’t have agreed to this.” rafe smirks.
“oh yeah?” you raise an eyebrow. “what are you gonna do to me?” there’s truly nothing rafe could do to your body that wouldn’t bring you pleasure, you glow just under his attention alone.
“fuck your tits.” rafe smirks, eyes moving down from your face to your chest. “as soon as your done, right here for anyone to see.”
“damn, you could do anything and you don’t want to fuck my asshole or tie me up?” you laugh, expecting something more from rafe.
“you’d let me do all that whenever anyways.” rafe pushes your hips down, grinding you against him. you moan and lean forward, your hands coming back to rafes chest.
“keep doing that.” you whimper, eyes sliding closed as your mouth drops open, moans filling the air and being carried away by the wind.
rafe keeps moving, the veins in his forearm flexing as your wetness spreads over his abs, coating them in your slick, allowing your pussy to drag even easier.
“im-im close.” you warn, swallowing thickly.
rafe grunts and increases his hold, tightening his grip on your hips so you can’t slip loose, grinding you down as he flexes his abs, the hardness rubbing against your clit making you moan out, body falling forward as you cum hard, shaking as rafe lets up on you, hands loosening and moving to rub your back.
“fuck.” you whine, snuggling into his chest, letting your hips drop down, feeling rafes hardness pressing against your stomach.
rafe starts to move as you cry out, not ready to do anything more than close your eyes and feel his warmth against your cheek.
“come on, brat.” rafe chuckles. “i wanna fuck your tits while you’re all spaced out from your orgasm. you know i love you like this.”
you hum a sound thats close enough to agreement that rafe flips you so you’re underneath him, laying on your back on the couch as he stands.
“you’re so gorgeous like this.” rafe says as he undoes his belt buckle, then pushing his pants and underwear down, his hard cock popping up.
“wanna taste.” you whine, eyes still droopy.
“nope.” rafe shakes his head. “we made a deal. i know you like to taste me, but im fucking your tits. take your top off.”
rafe pulls at the strings of your bikini, flinging it away to reveal your pink nipples to the sunlight.
“fine, but will you at least cum a little in my mouth?” you pout as rafe kneels on either side of you, glad that the outdoor couch is big enough for all of these activities.
“sure, baby.” rafe chuckles, just another way of showing how desperate you are for him.
rafes hands land on your tits, palms rubbing on your nipples, feeling them harden against his palms, not unlike when he was flexing his muscles for you earlier.
rafes hands move to the sides of your breasts, pushing them together. “god, you look so fuckable right now.”
“yeah? gonna fuck me later then? maybe out on the boat hm? after you’re done with my tits?”
“the boat, the bed, the counter, the shower, im gonna have you everywhere.” rafe bends down to press a kiss to the tip of your nose.
you smile up at him, a lazy, tired smile. rafe angles his hips down, the head of his cock pushing against the underside of your tits before slipping in between them.
“oh!” your eyebrows raise, surprised at the unusual feeling, but certainly not disliking it as he begins to move back and forth.
“shit.” rafe grunts. “fuck.”
you swat rafes hands away, pressing your tits together for him. rafe leans forward, hands landing on either side of your neck, his face contorted in pleasure directly over yours.
you look down, eyes watching the head of rafes cock appearing and disappearing between your breasts.
“this is- this is fucking good.” rafe grunts, moving faster. “im- im not gonna last very long.”
you stick your tongue out, rafes cock just long enough to hit it with the tip of his cock as he thrusts. you relish the taste, pulling your tongue back into your mouth every couple thrusts to spread the taste.
“thats it, baby.” rafe moans, one hand moving to your mouth, two fingers pulling at the side of your lip, spreading your mouth wider.
you moan out, tongue open and ready for his cum. rafe fucks forward as fast as he can, just like he does your pussy when you spread your legs wide for him.
“cumming.” rafe manages to say as he surges forward, burying his cock in your mouth as his hand wraps around his length, stroking up and down as he reaches his high, cum spurting into your mouth as you happily swallow.
rafe moans slowly die out and become quieter until hes pulling out of your mouth. “get up my legs are about to give out.” he says quickly, and you barely slide off the couch before he collapses.
you giggle and climb on top of him, pressing kisses to his cheek as his chest heaves up and down.
“im guessing you liked that.” you rub your thumb over his bottom lip.
“yeah.” rafe smiles, his eyes sliding shut.
“so, boat ride now?”
“jesus, woman give me a second.” rafe laughs, pulling you into a gentle kiss.
#TWO FICS IN ONE DAY EVERYONE CHEERED#EVERYONE SAY GO CASSIE#EVERYONE SAY GOOD JOB CASSIE#EVERYONE COMPLIMENT ME RIGHT NOW#rafe smut#rafe cameron smut#obx smut#outer banks smut#rafe fic#rafe fanfic#rafe fanfiction#rafe cameron fic#rafe cameron fanfic#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe x you#rafe x y/n#rafe x oc#rafe x reader#rafe cameron x you#rafe cameron x y/n#rafe cameron x oc#rafe cameron x reader#rafe imagine#rafe drabble#rafe blurb#rafe one shot#rafe cameron imagine#rafe cameron blurb#rafe cameron drabble#rafe cameron one shot
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𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐯! 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
He’s been stealing your panties since the week he met you. Collecting them in different pretty colors and fabrics. Using them to jerk off every night with the groan of your name. Stuffing them under his nose or using them to stroke his cock, either way had him cumming to the thought of you all the same.
He takes your stuff and holds them over your head. Watching your tits bounce as you whined and struggled to reach. Smirking widely as he teased, “if you want it back so bad then kiss me.” Blood rushing to his cock when you actually get on your tip toes to kiss him shortly, forcing your lips to stay on his when you try to pull away.
Who pretends to be asleep until he hears your soft moans at one in the morning. Quietly cracking open your door to watch you touch yourself, his hard cock already in hand as you moaned and mewled so fucking prettily. Stroking at the pace of your desperately working fingers till you two orgasm at the same time.
Who ‘accidentally’ sends you a video of him lazily jerking off on his bed, his lip in between his teeth and his other hand behind his head as he looks directly into the camera. The message coming through followed by a small “oops, sorry sweetheart, wrong person”
Who starts getting bolder and bolder even after you suspect him of being the reason for your missing underwear. Leaving slight yet noticeable touches to your ass and boobs whenever he had the chance. Always laughing it off and joking about how soft you were and about how perfectly your tits fit in his hand.
Who calls you up to his room when he’s about to cum, his lips parting in heavy breaths as you walked in clad in your short pajama set. Your eyes widening as he fisted his length, eyes meeting yours with a loud groan as he spilled onto his hand. “Shit, can you grab me that box of tissue?” Letting out heavy breaths with a dark grin.
Who starts walking around the house with nothing but low hanging sweats to get you flustered. Brushing up against you or wrapping his toned arms around your body. His rock like abs against your back as he whispered into your ear. “Well these shorts are shorter than usual.” Loving the way your face heated up for him.
Who starts to make you sit in his lap for everything. Saying that you weren’t allowed to watch tv unless you did it from his lap. Or that you couldn’t seat at the table to eat breakfast unless it was again, on his lap.
Who suddenly wants to spend all his time with you so that you couldn’t go out as often. He wanted you, and would make you his at some point.
Who finally sinks his cock into your tight pussy after teasing you subtly all day. “Waited so long for this.” He grunted, his thumb running over your bottom lip which was swollen from all his rough kissing. “Feels even better than i expected.”
You cried out loudly, small whimpers falling past your parted lips as his hold on your legs tightened. Holding them in place over his shoulders as he fucked into you harshly. Thick cot brushing against your g spot as it hammered deep.
“That’s it, just take it baby. Please mama? Take it f’me yeah?” He breathed, his head in your neck as he licked and sucked dark marks onto your skin. Snapping his hips into yours in oute need, not being able to get enough of the moment that he dreamed for so long about.
“Does that feel good baby?” Watching as you nodded with a teary cry, your eyes fluttering shut as your back arched off his sheets.
“Look at me.” he groaned, your eyes peeling open to meet his as you both filled the room with your noises. “Wanna fill you up so bad, pussy’s so fucking perfect.”
“S-satoruu— nngh,”
“Oh fuck baby, let me hear my name again.” He breathed, hand snaking lightly around your neck. Your choked moans and babbles getting louder as your stomach tightened. Gojo never slowing his pace as he fucked you dumb.
“Haah, Sat-oruu, ahh,” you mewled, your pussy tightening as your body began to tremble. Gripping onto the sheets at your side at the orgasmic build up.
“Can feel you getting close, squeezing me so tight,” Gojo grunted, lewd squelching sounds filling your ears each time his cock bullied its way deep. “I’ve got you baby, cum f’me.” His hand squeezed down on your throat, your wet eyes meeting piercing blue ones with a chant of his name. His cock twitching inside you as your pussy messily thanked his cock.
“O-oh fuck- ‘m never letting you go you know that? Wanted you for way too long.” His eyes fixed on yours as you shook your head.
You felt so good, and he found him self unable to come to a stop even as he got close.
“S-satoru—”
“C-can’t baby, feels so good, shit— gotta cum in you.” Pressing his lips onto yours to muffle your whines as he gave his final sloppy thrusts. His hips flush against yours as he buried himself deep inside you with a moan. His eyes rolling back as he spilled into you, pumping ropes after ropes of the sticky substance onto your walls.
Gojo pulled away with a satisfied breath, swiping his tongue across his lips with an unapologetic smile at the look on your face. “Sorry princess.”
#not a new work!#from my old account#gojo satoru x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#gojo smut#gojo x reader#jjk x reader smut#gojo x reader smut#gojo satoru#satoru gojo#gojo satoru smut#gojo x you
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was wondering why i was feeling so weird abt aligning w/ my mom over something then remembered i don’t trust that bitch at all lmao!!!
#my mother: u said rock bottom helps ppl. should i help u reach rock bottom? should i kick u out? im thinking maybe kicking u out would help#also my mother: why has our relationship changed so much what’s happened :(#it’s obvs so much more than that but it’s a nice little microcosm isn’t it!#we were watching a dog show last night bc i’m boo boo the fool and don’t learn#and thot maybe we can spend some time together that’s nice! we all love dogs!#and a dog that went blind at 6 or 7 was getting a companion dog#and he just sat there bemoaning the poor state of this dog how horrible how miserable what little life the dog must have#and followed it up with ‘god that’s so horrible. i can’t think of anything worse. i’d have put her down’#and chat. ur never gonna believe this.#i fucking lost it on him#and mom agreed!#so i turn to her like ‘yeah what the fuck!’ but then remembered she’s been on my shit list for years too#v fucked up when you don’t have at least one parent or sibling to turn to like they’re the camera in the office#anyway. today fucking sucked so i’m going to try and get crossfaded on too much alcohol and shitty ass weed
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