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hiii can I be 𩱠anon!
I was thinking maybe reader sexing prof heeseung
swan is saved for you! enjoy this drabble xxx
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âArenât your students coming soon?â
âI hope so.â Heeseung smiles down at you wickedly but it doesnât stop you from looking up at him from where you sit on his desk in the empty classroom. Itâs a free period for him and heâs called you in under the guise of revising a paper, but you know better than to believe that. You smack his chest at his innuendo.
Everybody knows who Heeseung is: a great professor who is as passionate about teaching as he is when it comes to literature. He started as a TA at this university before obtaining his PhD in literary studies and passes on his love for knowledge to his students.
You sit in the third row just shy from the center in your pretty dresses that are modest enough to wear to class but stylish too. Unlike the rest of your classmates, you arenât afraid to answer Heeseungâs questions and raise your hand to give you input either. He likes that about you and itâs what made you his favorite student.
Heeseung loves ambition in people because he sees it in himself. He loves it when his students have that drive to them and loves reading papers and grading test scores from his brightest pupils. It makes him so proud.
You fit in his life somehow in ways he hadnât imagined. You, with your supple skin and bright mind enticed Heeseung the first time you took advantage of his office hours. Youâd been the first student to visit him and talk about the course material, and it didnât help that you were wearing a short skirt on a hot day with your thighs sticking to the leather seat below you. He went home that night and touched himself to the thought of gripping your thighs as he fucked you in his office.
The first time the two of you were alone at a late hour on campus was by accident. You couldnât make it to his office hours and asked to schedule for a time after classes were over and spent an hour discussing the lesson plan and your favorite authors. The second time was by accident too, as he had run into you at the library during the evening and offered to walk you to your car since it was so late at night.
The third time was by accident as well, except neither of you cared that clothes werenât involved. Now, he conceals kisses with you in between your classes and his, and keeps his doors locked when you come in to have lunch with him.
âI have thirty minutes before my next class starts and you, baby, have an hour before your exam. Shouldnât you be studying?â
âStayed up all night just so I could do this with you now,â you say, pulling Heeseung closer to you by pushing your legs around him. He holds your waist and you position your crotch right against his. Heâs hard already. âBesides, I perform better after I cum.â
âMm, is that right?â
âYes, professor. Havenât you ever wondered why I test well with your cum sitting inside of me?â
âSo dirty for me.â Heeseung dips down to press his lips right on top of yours like heâs been dying for a taste all morning. âMakes me wanna fuck you real hard.â
âYou have thirty minutes.â
Your sultry voice lures him right in. He doesnât have enough time for foreplay and fears that someone might need him before heâs set to begin teaching so he pulls his cock out of his pants before shoving them down until they reach his ankles. You did him a favor by wearing a dress today and when he pushes a hand underneath to push your panties to the side, he groans when he realizes you arenât wearing any.
Heeseung pushes the tip inside of your wet hole and looks you in the eye. âYouâre trouble.â
âYou like that though, donât you?â
âYeah,â he says, pushing himself further inside of you until youâre arching your chest into him, âI really do. My naughty girl.â
His hips thrust in and out of you at a nice pace. You feel him within your walls and push yourself off of the table with the palm of your hands to angle yourself towards him better with his wet dick sloshing around you. It seeps down onto his balls and Heeseung puts his own hands on the desk beside you in order to kiss you.
âDid you complete your online assignment?â
âReally, Hee? Youâre asking me that now?â
Heeseung smirks and pushes himself in and out of you faster until youâre yelping against his lips. âYeah, I am. Donât want my best student to fall behind just because sheâs drunk over some cock. Did you finish it, Y/N?â
âY-Yes!â
âDo you think you did a good job?â
âI did!â you whine against him as Heeseung kisses your neck. âI double checked my references!â
âPerfect student with a perfect pussy.â He pulls back far enough to see his cock disappearing inside of you. âWooooow. Would you look at that?â
âWish you would come fuck me in my dorm,â you whine. âI hate fucking in your office.â
âYou like my bed though, donât you? My bed is much bigger than the pathetic twin the university gives you.â
âYeah, but think about it. Itâs really hot when you know we shouldnât be fucking there.â
He shakes his head and kisses your lips to silence you. âCanât risk getting seen by other students, baby. Fucking in my office is risky enough.â
âThen you should make me cum so we donât get caught.â
Heeseung heeds your warning and uses the strength in his legs to push you onto the desk until your legs are in the air. His hands come to your calves to keep your legs apart just how he likes you to be, watching your silk-like pussy folds envelope him like youâre a siren waiting to ruin him.
You come when he comes. That feeling of sudden warmth in your hole makes you go insane every time he does it. Heeseung pulls out enough to watch as the rest of his cum drips onto your folds until heâs soft enough to clean the two of you up. He wipes you down with a spare tissue before he leans down to lick one strip up your pussy and kissing your clit before closing your legs for you.
âSame time tomorrow?â You bat your eyelashes at him and he laughs.
âI have a faculty meeting, unfortunatelyâŠWhy donât you spend the weekend with me?â
âOh? And do what professor?â
âI think you know what.â
He wills himself not to get hard again.
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It's Your Name
How I imagine the lads men react to finding out you use their name in your password A/N: Donât ask me what âCode Cinnamonâ is bro I donât know I made it up. If you want to use it for something go ahead. [Requested by: Anon]
Zayne
Zayne: I need to send a few emails is it alright if I use your laptop?
MC: Yea go ahead
Zayne: Whatâs your password?
MC: âŠ.
Zayne: Did you forget?
MC: No itâs uhmâŠ.
Zayne stares at you in confusion
MC, mumbling: Zaynesfavorite18âŠ.
Zayne: My name is your password?
MC: Wipe that smile off your face
Zayne: Iâm flattered my love
MC: Im so embarrassed right now
Zayne: Is there anything else you use my name for?
MC: See now youâre in my business
Rafayel
Rafayel: Can I use your laptop real quick?
MC: Of course
Rafayel: Whatâs the password?
Youâre about to say it when you remember who youâre dating
MC: Iâll type it
Rafayel: No just tell me
You sighed loudlyâŠ..
MC: Rafayelsmuse_
Rafayel: You made my name your password cutie?
MC: Donât start acting up
Rafayel: Iâm already acting up
MC: Stop before I change it
Rafayel: Youâre so in love with meeeee
MC: Shut up
Rafayel: Should I crown myself as boyfriend of the year?
MC: Im changing my password
Rafayel: Baby no please I'm done
MC: No you're not
Rafayel: âŠâŠâŠ.Im done for the next hour
Xavier
Your phone dings with a message
MC: Xavier can you check that
Xavier: Of course ⊠what's your passcode?
MC: 9 2 8 4 3 7
Xavier: What's that combination?
MC: What do you mean?
Xavier: Thatâs not your birthday or mine âŠ. it's not our anniversary
MC: Itâs your name in numbers Xav
Xavier locks your phone just to type it in again
Xavier: Oh
Continues to lock and unlock your phone with a smile on his face
MC: Xavier
Xavier: yea?
MC: The message
Xavier: Oh right Lisa said Code Cinnamon and Tara and Simone responded with running emojis
MC: FUCK!
Xavier: What does that mean?
MC: You donât wanna know
You rush out of the house forgetting your phone leaving Xavier to continue locking and unlocking your phone. You run back in and pluck it from his fingers.
MC: You can play later
Sylus
You pull your laptop out and take a seat at the kitchen island while Sylus comes up behind you and kisses your cheek.
Sylus: Your password is thats_sosylus? All lowercase?
MC: *looking over your shoulder* how in the blue fuck did you figure that out?
Sylus: I can see which keys youâre hitting
MC: I type 90 words per minute how can you track that so easily?
Sylus: I have good eyes but youâre getting off topic sweetie
MC: I plead the fifth
Sylus reaches over you locking your computer and proceeds to unlock it with the same password
Sylus: I must be quite special to you
MC: Donât get a big head
Sylus: What else do you use my name for? Should I start charging a fee?
MC: Youâd make me pay to use your name?!
You turn your head to glare at him and he crashes his lips onto yours making you melt into him. He swipes his tongue across your bottom lip and you allow him in. He seals the kiss off with a bite to your bottom lip and pulls away.
Sylus: Thank you for your payment
MC: You smooth talking bastard
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Salon Buddies
Female!Reader x B Rabbit (Feel free to put in your own oc insert as well)
Description - Rabbit brings Lily to the salon so she can get her hair done, where he meets Y/n.
Warnings - No warnings :)
Requested by anon
Y/n lounged and spun around in her chair as she flipped through her magazine mindlessly. The sounds of chatting clients and workers buzzed in the back. It was a Monday night and it was already pretty packed. Their clients were mainly just old ladies who wanted to get a perm or dye their hair for the third time in a month.
âYou gonna keep sitting there on your ass princess?â A female voice asked. Y/n looked up and saw one of her workers, Stacy, who was eyeing her down. She had a stern expression on her face as she crossed her arms.
âSorry Stace. Anything I can help you with?â
âWell,â She looked around, examining the place, trying to look for a job Y/n could do.
Just then, a little girl and a man walked into the salon. The girl had bright blonde hair and brown beady eyes. She was wearing the cutest pink polka-dot dress ever. The man had dark baggy clothes on and a dark blue beanie, which complimented his eyes.
âAlright, you can help them out.â Stacy said.
Y/n sighed and got out of her chair dramatically in a sarcastic manner. âOn it boss.âÂ
âDon't call me that.â
âCopy that.â Y/n said as she gave Stacy a small salute with two fingers.
âDon't do that either. Come on, hurry up.â
Y/n approached the two new customers with a smile on her face as placed her hands behind her. âHi there, anything I can help you with?âÂ
âUh, yeah, hey.â The man responded. âMy sister wants to get her hair done. That cool?â
âIt's great. Alright, sweetie take a seat.â
The girl shyly smiled at Y/n before hopping into the seat. Y/n placed a black hair cutting cape over her as she sat down.
âWhat's your name?â Y/n asked.
âLily.â The girl responded, softly.
âLily. Lovely name. So, do you know what you wanna do with your hair?â
âI'm not too sure yet. Can you try a cool hairstyle please?â
âYeah. Anything you have in mind?âÂ
âUh, I'm not too sure.â
Y/n could sense that Lily felt a bit scared to talk to her, she could see the shyness radiating off of her in strong waves. She softly smiled at Lily through the mirror.
âThat's fine Lily. I have a magazine with hairstyles I can try doing on you. Why don't you try choosing from there?â Y/n offered.
âYes please.â
Y/n rummaged through the drawers at the front desk trying to locate the magazine. It was difficult to spot under heaps of paper, books and other materials. Gosh, they really needed to sort that out. She was eventually able to find it as a smile of victory spread on her face.Â
âAlright. Why don't you take a look in here?â Y/n asked as she handed Lily the magazine.
Lily beamed at Y/n with a golden smile before she looked through the magazine carefully, her thoughts only concentrated on finding a hairstyle. Her eyes came across one that caught her attention, making her eyesâ pools of chocolate brown twinkle in amusement.
âCan I have this one please?â She asked as she pointed her finger to the picture.
âYeah, of course. Do you want the same rainbow hair ties on that one too?â Y/n asked.
âYes please!â
As Y/n went to go fetch the hair ties, Rabbit felt a small smile creep up on his face. Something about Y/n's bright and cheerful energy made him feel a sense of comfort around her. The way she acted understanding and patient with Lily made Rabbit feel an unfamiliar sense of warmth in his heart.
âOkay, so I have the hair ties. Let's get started on this.â Y/n said, as she came back with a small plastic bag full of tiny elastic hair ties of different colours.
As Y/n took a brush and started to detangle the small knots in Lily's hair before Rabbit spoke up. âHey, is it okay if you can teach me how to do this? Just in case she wants this hairstyle again?â
âYeah, that's fine with me. I can teach you.â Y/n scooted over a bit so Rabbit could also stand behind Lily and watch the process. âI can do one side of the hair while you try doing the other, yeah?â
âYeah, sounds cool.â
âOh, I didn't catch your name.â
âJimmy. But people call me Rabbit.â
Y/n's lips curled into a small smile as she heard his nickname. âI'm Y/n.â
Y/n took the comb as brushed it through Lily's hair, it glided through her blonde silkiness perfectly with no problems. She took a small section of hair and parted it into 2. Y/n made sure to take her time as she explained each step with detail and precision.
âOh, Y/n. You'll never guess who I saw at the grocery store the other day.â A lady in the chair next to Lily said. She was around in her 60s and waiting for the bleach dye in her hair to set.
âWho'd you see Margaret?â Y/n asked.
âI saw Piccolo.â She hissed.
Y/n faced to turn Margaret, her mouth slightly agape. âNo you didn't. Really?â
âReally. I saw him. And I was convinced he was following me around but he said it was just a coincidence.â
âHe's crazy. I bet he's still obsessed with you.â
âHe is!â
âHave you not filed a complaint or anything?â
âWhy should I? These policemen can't do anything.â
Y/n carried on teaching Rabbit the next steps to the hairstyle only to be interrupted by his sly whispering. âWhat is she talking about?â
âHer ex-husband is stalking her, she says.â Y/n replied.
âOh really?â
âReally.â
âAnd we've been divorced for 20 years!â Margaret exclaimed.
Rabbit chuckled. âHe must be crazy.â
âOh he is alright.â Margaret replied. âAnd who's this beautiful little lady?â She asked as her eyes landed Lily with a smile. It was unbelievable how quickly she could change the tone of her voice.
Lily giggled, flashing her pearly white teeth as her shoulders pointed up. âI'm Lily. And this is my brother Rabbit.âÂ
âSay, is your mum Stephanie?â Margaret asked as her voice piqued with curiosity.
âUh, yeah. How'd you know?â Rabbit asked.
âI play poker with her! She's a monster when it comes to the game!â Margaret exclaimed. âYou know, I'm not shocked she's your mother. You both have her charming face.â
Rabbit chuckled softly. âThank you, appreciate it⊠sorry, what's your name?â
âMargaret. Margaret Holland.â
âNice to meet you.â
âPleasure meeting you too.â
The two of them continued to exchange some small talk and share some gossip before Rabbit went back to helping Y/n. Y/n felt like at some moments, she was looking more at Rabbit than at Lily's hair. She couldnât help it, something about him was so captivating. Maybe it was his misty blue eyes, or his adorable pointy nose, or his soft pink lips. Whatever it was, it had Y/n looking over every few seconds.
âDo I have something on my face?â Rabbit asked sternly.
Y/n was a bit taken aback by the sudden question and the tone. âOh, no. I was just, uh, checking if you were confused or, or anything.âÂ
Rabbit mentally slapped himself for asking such a dumb question. He was used to getting constant looks whenever he went out. It became a habit for him to put on an intimidating and stern act whenever someone did share a few looks with him. Rabbit didn't want Y/n to think that he was one of those people who got pissed at everything. He especially didn't want such a cute girl like her to think that either.
âSorry. I didn't mean to come off like that. I'm used to getting looks, that's all.â Rabbit apologised.
âNo, it's fine. Don't apologise. It's not your fault.â Y/n insisted.
âSo, Lily. Do you have anything special coming up tonight?â Y/n asked, trying to change the topic.
âYeah, I'm doing a play at school with my grade so I wanted to do my hair.â Lily responded.
âOoh, what's the play about?âÂ
âA princess and a night and a dragon.â
âAnd what do you play?â
âMe and a few other people are villagers. We get some speaking lines and we have a song and dance.â
âWell doesn't that sound fun? After this hairstyle, you're gonna be the cutest villager up there.â
Lily giggled as a soft pink colour bloomed on her cheeks rapidly. She smiled widely as her eyes curled up too.
As Y/n explained the next step that was slightly more difficult to the others, Rabbit's ears were more drawn to her voice. The soft smoothness and gentleness of her voice sent him into a trance almost. His eyes couldn't help but trail from Lily's hair to Y/n. He watched as her lips moved steadily as she instructed the steps. Her eyes had a twinkle in them from the various LED lights hung up in the store. Rabbit felt his gaze softening as he admired Y/n. This didn't feel like him. He wasn't quick to do something like this, but in this case, he thought it was okay.
âGot that?â Y/n asked.
Rabbit's eyes quickly moved off Y/n and to Lily's hair again. âSorry, could you repeat that?â
âThat's fine. Here.âÂ
Y/n put her hands over Rabbit's as she showed him how to do the next step. He could feel a small hint of blush creeping its way to his face. Her hands felt soft against his. He watched with anticipation as she did the next step for him. Rabbit felt beads of sweat trickling down the back of his head as he felt her hot breath gently gliding across his neck.
âOkay, and we are done!â Y/n said. âWhat do you think?â She placed a mirror behind Lily's head so the back of her hair would reflect to the big mirror in front of her.
Lilyâ lips immediately stretched to a wide smile as she giggled shyly. âI love it! Thank you, Y/n.â
âOf course darling.â She replied as she took the cutting cape off.
Lily jumped out of her seat and instantly hugged her brother. She looked up at him with an adorable smile. âDo you like it?â She asked.
âI love it. Thank you Y/n, you're a lifesaver.â Rabbit replied.
âOf course. It's my job after all.â
âHow much is it?â Rabbit asked as he fumbled to grab for his wallet that was buried deep somewhere in his pants pocket.
â$5.50.â
âOnly?â
âWell, Lily is a pretty young client. And it was just a hairstyle.â
Rabbit pulled out a tenner from his wallet and put it in Y/n's hand quickly so she couldnât refuse the money.
âTake it.â He said, his voice full of sincerity. âYou deserve it.â
âThank you. Come again another time, maybe I can do something with your hair.â Y/n offered.
Rabbit chuckled as he pulled off his beanie, revealing the buzz cut that had been hiding underneath. âYou think you could do anything with this amount of ?â
Y/n chuckled at the surprise. Her lips curled into a gentle smile, liking how much his hair suited him. âI could try something. Maybe I could bleach it.â
âBleach it? Doesn't sound too bad.â
âYeah, I think you'd look blonde.â
A mischievous smirk formed on his lips. âThanks. I'll consider it. See you Y/n.â
âSee you too Rabbit.â
With one final glance, Rabbit and Lily left the salon as they walked off into the twilight of the night. Y/n could feel that mellow energy that they shared come to a fade as the buzz of the busy salon came back to focus. She'd never felt or experienced something like this with a client before. She's never been left with her heart beating quickly and her stomach feeling light after a customer left.Â
âHe was cute, wasn't he?â Margaret asked.
âYeah, he was.â Y/n replied. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and turned to face Margaret.
âDid you get a date with him?â
âUnfortunately, no. But I'm sure I'll see him again.â
âHow can you be certain?â
âFate.â
âYou said you don't believe in that stuff.â
âYeah, but, I can always change my mind, right?â Y/n replied with a sly smirk.
#eminem#eminem x reader#slim shady#marshall mathers#marshall mathers x reader#8 mile#b rabbit#b rabbit x reader#jimmy smith jr#jimmy smith jr x reader
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introduction post HEY YALL đ€
omg okay hey yall i think its time i stop being mysterious and nonchalant and introduce myself and tell yall a bit about me
ive been so mysterious and pretty much nameless unless you pay real close attention to hashtags
but hey yall you can call me sof or sofi đ€ my actual name is sofia but yuck my whole family calls me sofi so i go by sofi đ
im mexican RAHHHH
i am unfortunately 14 yrs old đđ
im a may baby đ„łđ„łđ„ł
my pronouns are she/her!
im a lesbian RAHHHHH
im obsessed with wbb and literally so many things
like omg ok so outerbanks
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OLIVIA RODRIGO
i love love love roblox its my favorite omg omg omg i also like listening to music like OLIVIA RODRIGO, tv girl, lil peep, chase atlantic, and then just random songs
i also lowkey love debating people especially because 99% of the time it ends up being about something im more educated about that the other person but even when im not its fun debating and just us hearing each other out
random facts RAHHH đ„đ„đ„
i am a freshman in high school
im trying to graduate earlier and get into photography mainly like sports photography
ive loved photography since i was in 6th grade
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i enjoy acting and modeling i think im actually still signed with an agency for acting and modeling but they rarely contact me about auditions so i pretty much lost any spark i had left for that
i love my anons!!! pls dont be afraid to talk to me as an anon or off anon!
on the note of talking to me i love my moots! yall are so cool and i wanna be friends with all of yall so bad i just am so awkward when messaging first i fear BUT PLS I PROMISE I AM NICE
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Hi! It's me, the rant anon again. I wanted to ask about two things:
1. What was the drama with opera bracket? I've only heard legends but nothing certain.
2. Who is your favourite living opera singer? And what do you think of Diana Damrau, Rolando Villazon and Dimitri Chrostovsky?
Sorry if I'm bothering you with questions. Love, S
hiiiiii anon dear <3
1. WELL. long story short: basically it was just an innocent poll contest that got a little heated and split operablr in two. some people "took it too seriously", some not seriously enough perhaps, which resulted in a wild vagueposting storm from both sides, some blocks, some frankly hilarious memes, and finally ended with a beautiful callout post (happy anniversary btw, it was exactly one year ago <3) and the most mediocre opera of all time ultimately winning.
2. now that is a complicated question since there are opera singers nowadays whom i have a lot of very indulgent fondness for even though i personally think they don't sing that well at all (some of them genuinely sing Very Badly lol). there are also some that actually sing quite well but i just cannot fucking stand them alas.
from the ones who are alive and still active, I'd say Saioa Hernandez is worth checking out, god knows she has her issues, she's been becoming more and more wobbly these last few years and just lacks the idk. grace? in her singing but damn is she loud + i don't know of any other soprano (OR mezzo for that matter) who uses her chest voice this freely and audaciously in the very old school fashion that's been steadily disappearing since about mid 20th century to the point where it's near nonexistent nowadays (and I'm a bit of a chest voice fanatic fyi). to me she's akin to Alessandro Moreschi aka the last and only castrato we actually have a (wax cylinder actually, ha!) recording of - basically, you can tell the technique and execution is not quite it, but with their singing we at least get the idea of what it Could have sounded like.
Damrau - absolute fucking wreck of a singer, im sorry but she's a disaster. i get physically tired just listening to her. totally inaudible live too. i do enjoy her totally over the top acting sometimes tho lol
Villazon is I'd say somewhat self explanatory. He completely ruined whatever voice he had and is now singing as a baritone if i recall correctly? Good technique doesn't do that to a singer. Don't hate him tho, he seems like a very sillygoofy dude and i remember him being somewhat entertaining.
Hvorostovsky, ah yes, certified operablr sexyman. He started out really, really good and kept like that for a while, went downhill from there but I do acknowledge his severe health problems. I get where people obsessed with him are coming from and I have a lot of respect for him. he just never quite did it for me, we never really vibed, sorry. Definitely a solid artist tho.
so. definitely not bothering me! quite the opposite actually! i love talking into the void about things im passionate about and sorry if i sound like a pretentious big-headed cunt, that's probably because i am just that, peace and love <3 totally seriously tho, thank you for asking!
#if you want a little more detailed summary of the opera war you can go into my 'opera tag' and scroll back to last year..... enjoy!#or you can just dm me heheh i aint openly talking shit about people though sorry đ#if you wanna talk about singer in general my dms are open too! the post would be really long if i went into details on that question sry#you can also come off anon if you want <3 i do bite but its mostly just a sex thing and im really nice aside from that btw mwah#ask#anon
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donât get too discouraged, love đ if you find yourself feeling like thereâs nobody out there, just remember that dating apps arenât reality. these companies make money hand over fist in keeping you from finding anyone good
oh my god this is so sweet?? i really appreciate the thought!
but im not really discouraged, dating has never been a high priority for me, like Ever. lmao. all my relationships were what i consider to be quite natural and not something i ever actively sought out. i only decided to try to try it out in a more deliberate manner bc i recently moved states and i work from home so its difficult to meet new people in any sort of capacity and i thought i might go a little crazy without some new human interaction
i dont think i'll stick with it though lmao, i'm too demi for most of the people who use apps i feel like? i don't like feeling someone out with the sole intention of deciding if i wanna date them? it feels weird and artificial
#it especially feels weird when a lot of the messages i get dont even actually have messages attached??#like bro i gave you so much to work with and you cant even be bothered with engaging with me as a person#just liking a picture to 'match' and thinking thats good?#either youre too boring to be able to talk to or you dont care about what i have to say and only like how i look??#like thats how it comes off#and i do not have time for that nonsense lmao#but youre sooooo right about the apps just wanting to make their money and not actually try to help people who wanna find real connections#even the free ones have so many things in place to keep you from being able to properly engage with people bc they want you to pay for bett#pay for better features#its fucked up to prey on people who are just looking for human connection#anyway im probably gonna bail on the idea lmaooo#there are some cool places nearby i should just check out and maybe ill stumble into some cool local friends that way#but also im hoping to move back to my home state in another year or two anyway#i miss iiiiiiiit#and my friends lmao#okay i got suuuuuper rambly again (sorry lmao)#but i do rly rly appreciate the thought anon!!! youre so sweet! <3#melody answers
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Computer, show me spaciebabie x reader fanfics
Computer
Computer are you there?
Computer please
hi im computer
youre not getting that.
#WHO'S SENDING THESE#AKSJGHKDAJHGKAH???#someone out there wants me really bad but is like a coward and wont say it ta my face#if one of my friends sent this you should talk ta me about it :>#(i really cant think of anyone else who would send it ksjfhskdfhs i like ta think that you guys are sensible enough ta know#that if i dont know you personally you shouldnt flirt w/me akjfskjf)#only if you're comfortable tho!!#if you're not a friend uhhh. you're outta luck pal#shrug emoji#spacie splains#again just reiterating b/c things like these can snowball#IF YOU DONT KNOW ME PERSONALLY. YOU SHOULDNT FLIRT W/ME#:>#anybeans#anon if you're my friend and you're up for chatting about it my dms are open!#otherwise!! i will refrain from answering these anymore...i dont wanna accidentally start something else đđ#this could get dangerous really fast so im cutting it off here#ive had ppl come in here in the past and attempt flirting w/me and i usually ignore it#but w/you specifically im curious#b/c i may or may not know who you are already#but dont quote me on it
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Sometimes when i can't focus at work and it's close to the end of my hours, i listen to slutty audios at a really low volume. somehow this helps me focus (and also gets me hard and restless)
#after i clock out im going to muay thai for the first time since i had sloppy toppy#(top surgery)#for whatever reason i dont wanna jerk off until aftwr class so im just gonna be hrny for no reason until i get home from class ïżœïżœïżœïżœđ„Ž#leave me asks/anons to come back if you want đ«âšđ#(not DMs unless we have talked first xo)
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Time travel!Percabeth AU for funzies
On August 18, 2009, Annabeth and Percy Jackson were cursed to go back in time and live forever in the worst moments of history.
On August 18, 2009 Sally Jackson was told that her little boy was never coming home. She was told that he was cursed to travel through time forever. Despite this, Sally would occasionally find messages, yellowed papers or the occasional strange email sent in 1983. She was certain that these were somehow from Percy.
Percy and Annabethâs tapestries were intertwined when Kronos cursed them to travel through time forever. The fates combined their histories and futures into one.
Percy and Annabeth travel through time for hundreds of years. They became known as the tragic lovers in ancient greece. Aphroditeâs children worship their story.
Platoâs soulmate theory was based on them. He saw how they worked almost fluidly as if they were one person (hundreds of years with no one but each other can do that) and theorized that they once were one person but Zeus had split them in half to keep them from being too powerful.
In modern times theyâre thought of as a hoax, a far stretched conspiracy. Everyone thinks that these two kids are photoshopped into photos from historic time periods. Thereâs no way the same girl and boy were in the civil war AND world war 2.
The gods knew what was going to happen to them. They didnât know how it would come about and they didnât know exactly when but when Annabeth Chase and Perseus Jackson went on their first quest together they knew that these were the heroes that would become known for a millennia to come.
.... @hermesmyplatonicbeloved IS THIS YOU?????? I'm over here sobbing. This is evil. Mad. Insane. (I love it).
#okay well probably not you since you dont like percabeth but I asked if it was you bc of the other tt thing i sent in the writers server#ANYWAYS#anon come here I just wanna talk#asks#when I catch up to you (anon) we are gonna go for some tea and discuss how your mind works and how we can MAKE this work#come off anon and tell me đđđ#im in pain reading this
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hi I'm the anon that hates the kinn is a cheater trope lol
you're so lucky to have not come across fics like that bcs I unfortunately have. thank god I didn't read it but I saw the summary and it already made my blood boil cause our lovesick puppy kinn WILL NEVER DO THAT. And tbh, i feel people who write kinn as a cheater just doesn't understand his character AT ALL and just sorry, plain lazy writing, and just use the cheating trope as an excuse make their fics "interesting" or "exciting"
sorry for this 2nd entry I'm passionate about this and I hate when they make kinn some cheating asshole when he isnt!! he has TONS of issues but surely cheating is not.
oki promise I'm done lol đ€žââïž
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đ†lol no worries, you're good anon.
like. i don't want to just straight up complain about the concept? ultimately, cheating Kinn isn't for me and i'm going to scroll past it. but there's all sorts of reasons for why people might be drawn to those types of stories and fic is ultimately more about using characters like barbies. i do agree with you in that it's not a characterization/action i see in Kinn's character and it's not a type of story drama i'm drawn to in general, so i'm personally going to mute or exclude tags. but people are going to play with characters in every way and that's the cool thing about fandom, and i'm happy they're having fun in their corner while i stick to mine đ
#like. in vibes im with you anon re my take on kinn's character but also im not going to intrude on that space with my public tumblr u know#the sandbox is big and varied and that's what makes fandom fun <3#even when there are corners of said sandbox that aren't for me#tea asks#***just wanna stress i!! dont mean this as anything against u anon!!#its a choose violence ask game so i knew it was gonna be tricky when i also dont want to accidentally hurt anyone's feelings#so im trying to stick to me talking about more broadscale stuff where my posts can easily be dismissed as ''just op's stupid takes'' for#anyone who does like whatever thing i dont care for or otherwise easy to scroll by#vs any complaints that are too specific and feel more targeted#but im also guessing on vibes. hopefully i dont come off as to contradictory but yea !!
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I saw your tags and figured I'd send an ask haha
All those names are really nice! I do think in future quests they'd end up using the name you gave him, so that's definitely something to consider. You do get one extra chance to rename him, so maybe try out Zihong for awhile and see what you think?
omg hello!! welcome, please don't mind the mess haha-- *hastily shoving posts and tags aside, attempting to look casual*
so the funny thing is i'm actually nowhere near that part of the quest yet lmao, like i havenât even met him in-game yet. i'm just trying to get myself used to calling him a different name before i actually have to use it (and for writing purposes).
zihong is definitely in my top 5 names for sure, but the problem iâm having now is that there are just SO many names iâve researched that would be good for him and i dunno which one he would like best lol.
iâm WAY overthinking this decision and taking it far too seriously, i know - from what iâve seen, he seems pretty indifferent to whatever we call him either way, aside from his old names or other charactersâ names. but still! i want him to feel satisfied with it. if he doesnât feel so loved and warm inside whenever i call him by his new name i will have failed him >:(
apologies and you definitely did not sign up for this but iâm now using this ask to make a comprehensive list of all my other favorite names and their (supposed) meanings. wish i could just run them all past him for input hgjnfjhdj sORRY FOR THIS ITâS RLLY FOR ME ONLY U DO NOT HAVE TO READ ME WAXING ON ABOUT NAMES FOR WHO KNOWS HOW MANY PARAGRAPHS
First, all the Japanese names:
Matsuri - âFestivalâ, âenshrinedâ, âshowing gratitude towards the rituals of natureâ; has connections with Shinto and Buddhism. I donât think this is commonly used as a name, necessarily, but the whole âgratitude towards natureâ part struck me as a sort of nod to how Nahida helped him. And I like the idea of giving him a name that invokes joy, celebration, and life, because I want him to have those things and find happiness in his new self!
Soma - âA sudden sound of windâ, âtrue/real/genuineâ. Itâs simple and nice and what sells this one for me is the âsuddenâ part. Brings about a sense of movement and change and I really, really like it for that. Donât know if the meaning is exact, though. It seems like Hayate has a similar meaning, which I also like!
Nataku - The Japanese name for Nezha, a Taoist deity. But also, this is just on the list because I was watching Saiyuki (ridiculous and very loose adaptation of Journey to the West, janky animation and terrible writing, fun to laugh at, highly recommend) with a friend last night and there was a character called Prince Nataku who is described as a âpuppet assassinâ. Immediate sirens started blaring in my head as my brain honed in on that as a possible name. Apparently Nezha is also known as the Third Lotus Prince, and I love the idea of associating lotus imagery with Wanderer.
Hansei - The cultural concept of âself-reflectionâ, acknowledging oneâs mistakes and pledging improvement. I saw someone name him this and I like how it fits him. My concern is that it seems more like an admonishment and might hold him back from thinking of himself as more than his past wrongs.
Kazuki - "Hope of peaceâ, âserenityâ, âpeaceful treeâ. I really liked that your name had a connection with Irminsul in the -ki suffix! Apparently -ki also means air, which suits him well, too. In this name, it comes from âhopeâ and kazu- is for peace. I do like the idea of giving him a name that could embody hope and I do want him to find peace within himself, but I worry he would find this condescending, particularly the idea of âpeaceâ since that word just has so many connotations - he might take it as me wanting him to mellow himself out as if I wouldnât accept him or am disappointed by him as he is.
Satoru - "Enlightenmentâ in the Zen Buddhism sense, âto know/understandâ. Mostly I think that the way it sounds suits him. The only thing is that itâs a little bit unassuming and normal, I think? Which he might like, actually.
Anything with the prefix Shin-, because I like that it can be read as both ânewâ and âheartâ. But I also feel like 1) it would always end up reminding me of another character because there are SO many that have this name and 2) he might take it as an insult or a mockery, like, âhaha, how ironic is it that you donât have a heart and Iâm giving you a name with the word heart in itâ. Probably unlikely at this point, but I donât want his name to cause even the faintest sense of melancholy or sadness in the back of his mind, so I donât want to chance it.
Other names that I like the sound of are Seijun (pure, innocent, clean/righteous), Kiryoku (inner strength/willpower), and Katsuya (victory). While I do like these, Iâm a little apprehensive that naming him any of them would be akin to imposing certain expectations onto him or the type of person I want him to be? Especially Seijun. But I could also see him choosing Kiryoku or Katsuya for himself, so I donât know! Iâm conflicted.
Thereâs also Ren (lotus or love) and Shou (to soar/fly - add the suffix -yo and it turns into sunlight/sunshine). Simple and sweet, but after all of the long and multisyllabic names heâs taken in the past, I think he might find something like this refreshing. I really like these two aesthetically. I also cannot decide between them for my life.
And then there are names inspired by mythology or religion:
Fujin - Japanese; god of the wind in Japanese mythology who is often depicted alongside the thunder god, which, in Genshinâs case, would be Raiden. I know a lot of people pick this one, but I think it has too strong of a connection with the past heâs trying to leave behind, although I like the way it sounds.
Shu - Egyptian; god of wind/dry air. I like the similarity with Shou, and also that it potentially would be more connected to Sumeru than Inazuma.
Akasa - Sanskrit; the Bodhisattva of void/space in Buddhism. In Japanese, itâd be Kokuzo. I know these were mentioned in my tags, but after some more consideration I donât think theyâre a great fit for him thematically.
Vayu - Sanskrit; in Hinduism, the god of the wind. Literal name meaning is apparently âthat which flowsâ, which I think is pretty. I also think I just like names that start with V. Vaira was another option (Indian; âflowing airâ) - I like that it sounds like it could be short for Vairocana, who is the cosmic Buddha that embodies the concept of sunyata, but I couldnât find a good source for it actually meaning âflowing airâ and instead it seems to be more commonly interpreted as âdiamondâ.
And finally, the Greek mythology names: Icarus, Aeolus, Zephyrus. Iâve seen Icarus suggested by a few people and while I like the way it looks and sounds aesthetically, the literal meaning is also âfollowerâ which I donât think he would appreciate. Also, I donât know if I want to name him a tragic reference to his past hubris that caused his downfall. Aeolus (nimble, quick-moving) was the âkeeper of the windsâ, and though I like how grandiose and regal it sounds, Iâm not really into the way it looks? Same with Zephyrus (west wind), it feels a little too soft for him (and if I recall correctly, the west wind was the gentlest one of the four).
So. Thatâs where I am now. I like so many of these, and I think there are ones that he would like more but I canât possibly know for sure, and the more I research the more I find other names I like...
ok iâm so sorry for this long writeup JHDGKJGH ZIHONG IS STILL REALLY HIGH UP THERE JUST BECAUSE I CAME UP WITH IT ON MY OWN SO IT FEELS CLOSEST TO ME?? AND I CAN PICTURE MYSELF EXPLAINING THE NAME TO HIM VERY VIVIDLY. AND THEN SITTING THERE TENSELY AWAITING HIS APPROVAL AND THEN HIM GIVING ME A NOD. BUT I DONâT KNOW WHAT HEâD ACTUALLY THINK OF IT.
wanderer why canât you just pick a name for yourself. do u see what ur doing to me. i feel like that one image of the dude from always sunny connecting all the red lines on the board. WHY AM I LIKE THIS.
#this is so embarrassing#i'm just out here rambling at one of my favorite writers on this site about wanderer names help wtf is wrong with me#i'm literally at work right now too doing this instead of my actual job#but like. this is why every OC i create is just a self-insert. you think i wanna do this every time i need to come up with a name#nah just slap my own on there and be done with it#it's also why when i was a kid playing with dolls every single doll had like 3 middle names i just couldn't decide on one#HE'S NOT EVEN MY FAVORITE CHARACTER he's my 2nd favorite rn BUT I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PROVE MY DEVOTION TO HIM SOMEHOW. I CAN'T AFFORD TO C6#sarah answers message#kaeyazuha#ky u are so sweet thank u for going out of ur way to respond to my inane tags!!#sorry i am a little starstruck rn ngl i've never interacted with u off anon before#haha (dying)#ILL STOP TALKING OK THANK U AGAIN <3<3#genshin impact#genshin#wanderer#genshin wanderer#wanderer names#scaramouche#genshin scaramouche
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I got a point you canât just take away rep bc you feel like it with your hcs. You literally have other characters to claim as other races bc their skin tones donât matter (Bloom, Stella,Tecna) but sure take away Musa and Flora as if their skin and race isnât important to their character just say your racist and accept that because you can have ANYONE ELSE. How about you go fuck yourself!! Yâall love making anything about yourselves. You arenât the only other race in the world besides white people. đ
Itâs also extremely weird that you keep tryna do these one liners thatâs like âbrown people existâ or âyou arenât the only race in the world besides white peopleâ when I already spoke on that in the reply which makes me think you saw the hcs and rushed to respond without comprehending anything I said which,whatever, but back to the first point; I think you see diversity and representation as purely skin deep and itâs lowk kinda weird. Someone being black and Latina, makes them black and Latina. The blackness doesnât take away that theyâre Latina. If you think it does itâs because you value pale skin and idk man thatâs kinda weird it honestly tracks that youâd be too pussy to admit it with ur chest.
#this lowk reminds me of ppl saying it would be fine for miles to have a blk live action actor#who wasnt Puerto Rican#as if itâd be difficult to find a darkskinned puertorriqueño#or even ppl saying miles got a different curl pattern to reflect his Latino heritage đđđđ#as if afrolatinos canât have 4C#come off anon and we can talk if u want my DMS are open#or come off anon and send an ask#honestly I just wanna know if youâre white tryna have this convo with me#Itâs giving cracker#and i rlly wanna know if u extend the same energy towards artists who whitewash characters which is an actual recognized racist tactic#like Id bet money you donât but I still wanna know#OHHH#i also think itâs interesting that you didnât react the same way to Aisha being blasian that you did to Musa#like i already had the hc but I included it just bc I knew you wouldnât#Bc itâs literally just anti blackness#but anyways#i also think itâs so interesting that when it came to yt characters u said their skin doesnât matter#but When u came to musa and Flora you said skin AND race. as if theyâre the same.#and Im like 10000% sure you think race is skin deep but itâs not I promise#like the Convo on race is extremely complicated and convulted atm but I promise you we all at least know race isnât just skintone#which is like. the basis of ur entire issue.#read a book ma#also#âyâall make everything about yourselvesâ#sends an anon ask bc of smth u presumably saw in a tag or 9 note post#aint no way
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You gather your nerves a moment, which is fair, strange doors have not been so innocuous for you as of late, then creep up to the establishment and push open the door, it gives easily and quietly you slip in, behind the door is small hallway with thick curtains you brush aside, you're looking at a small illuminated room that you would guess is the entrance to the museum, but there's no one manning the front, you call out and knock on the desk yet no answer, you've already come this far so you go further in.
At first it's just pictures on the walls in moderately open spaced windowless rooms, the pictures themselves are interesting, supposed creatures sighted, this places versions of UFO's and Bigfoot's, but also nothing you haven't flipped past in the books you've been searching, the next room is the same and you're beginning to feel the weight of your trespassing misconduct the longer you linger, the museum seems to be set up in a circle so if you keep going forward you should end up back at the front so you move on, the next room has a large curtained off display that takes up most of the back wall, your curiosity piqued you move to pull aside the curtain, the fabric is soft and slides beneath your fingers, you raise it just enough to see a picture on the wall of a strange landscape, short blue and grey plants and a dusty pink sky, in the picture is a smiling man holding a book and looking passed the camera, on his jacket dangles a white key...
"May I ask for an explanation?! Our door is closed for the night hours."
You drop the curtain and turn to find an older gentleman looking at you from across the room, he seems irritated and mildly alarmed, you hurriedly apologize and explain the door was open and rush to ask about the display behind the curtain, he is not impressed with your questions and asks that you leave, realizing your unfortunate situation you acquiesce and ask for the hours you can visit instead, he gives you a time and pointedly tells you the cost of the entrance fee as well, you head back to your friends place, your heart in your throat, this is the closest you've been to figuring out what to do next in almost a week, the itchy paranoia of last worlds government catching you shadowing your every move.
You reach your friends place, they're still out probably picking up dinner, you are still caught off guard at times by how similar this place is to your world, sure their versions of things are a little odd, the tv is circular, doorframes rounded out, other little oddities, it's all so similar though you may as well just be in another country maybe, with a strange accent.
You decide to take this moment to add to your journal and look over your things, while you did a quick inventory check when you first got here you haven't checked the items themselves until now.
Your walkie crackles when you flip it on, same as ever.
Your phone remains serviceless but fills its charge when you turn it on and off. Interestingly you notice it trying to pick up a wifi signal and when you check there seem to be a couple networks nearby, locked though.
The funnel still amplifies the noises around you and you hear the neighbors discussing something on the tv next door as clearly as if they were speaking to you. When you look through the funnel you don't notice anything. You hold it back up to your ear listening to all the different things around you and pull out the spinning top, as soon as the top hits the table the noise disappears, confused you look at the funnel and then listen again, but no noise, the top falls over and the noise returns. Strange.
The berries taste fresh and make you feel better, but you are running low even though you resupplied a bit before leaving.
The dog tags seem unchanged and your key and whistle seem the same as ever.
When your friend gets back you ask about the wifi, they call it something else, but once you parse it out they help you set it up. Your phone can now access their version of the internet so your friend shows you a program to message them just in case. They also give you a device to keep in your pocket that connects you to the wifi wherever you go, so you can contact them while you're out and about. You tell them about the museum you saw earlier, how you think it may be a lead, and the old man running the place. They seem excited for you and make plans to join you tomorrow to go see it.
You go to bed that night thinking of your plans for the morning and turn over the strange dreams or images you remember from when you passed through the door. You slip off into an uneasy sleep, gold threads weave from dream to dream until you stand before an open doorway of light, something about this doorway is wrong though, you can feel it, you reach out to touch, the crackles of energy electrifying the air...someone reaches out and stops you, you can't see their face but you hear them as if through water. You can almost make out the words...you know they're speaking to you, you just can't hear it well enough.
You turn to them, but you still can't see anything but their lips, it looks like their telling you to stop...to go...you can't make it out.
"...op...ea...G...ome!"
With that last echoing and indecipherable shout you awaken to the dark room, the walkie crackling from where you left it.
"S....l....o...h..." You fumble with it a second but the sounds die out no longer sounding like anything but static again. You don't end up sleeping much after that.
The next day you both head out to go to the museum. You take a minor detour to check the Door, but when you get close you see the alley has been blocked off, you notice some people from the last dimension around, their odd features sticking out to you but hidden away to fit in with the locals.
You cross the street with your friend and try to stay inconspicuous. Probably best stay away from here going forward.
You guys make it to the museum and head inside where the old man from last night mans the desk, your friend pays for the tickets and he hands them to you along with a pamphlet.
You don't bother looking at all the things you saw last night, your friend follows though obviously intrigued by the pictures. You reach the curtained wall and pull back the fabric, but find there's nothing there, dusty spots frames may have hung and empty tables where things had obviously been displayed are all that's left.
In shock you stand confused, your friend catches up and looks behind the curtain curious, you explain it's all gone, they seem befuddled as well. Obviously the content behind the curtain has been moved but it can't be far right? Maybe it's just in the back. Either way, it feels like someone is hiding something from you. You notice a door leading to the back that's for employee's.
Do you go through the door?
yes
#i gotta do something at least a little stupid once a week. for enrichment.#I'll go in providing friend will go to btw. I lose a significant amount of self preservation when I'm around someone I'm friends with#maybe I should prepare them for âhey btw you might end up coming through a door with me if the government here is anything like the lastâ#I will be playing the âabsolutely dumbassâ card#I just wandered in Mr. person who works here. my bad. no I didn't notice the sign. nah. cant read. no clue what youre talking about. chill.#I will use Earth's style of diplomacy (responding to everything with âI'm literally neruodivergent and a minorâ regardless of the context)#anyways I don't like how this world is feeling. the alleyway being blocked off the people from the last dimension this guy at the museum#it all makes me wanna hop to the next world which to be fair is also probably a bad move#i bring a sort of super uncooperative vibe to functions that government agencies don't like#was I smart enough to bring my stuff with me to this place#maybe I should run back and grab all my stuff then come trespass in this museum#I should pay very close attention to the walkie#yes/no anon#guys help I'm lost in a black berry bush#is that the tag#whatever#its more âhide and seek from the government: door editionâ for the sake of accuracy
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do you gif in a microwave of what
yeah i do that's why everything is so hot
#literally so lame btw. like if u wanna insult me have some oomph and evidence for it. off anon! and don't have a typo in an 8 word ask#come on. talk to someone maybe. clearly you have some things to work through. just scroll past it! i'm happy with my gifs and often work#with really bad sources so of course it doesn't always look 4k. don't know why that gets to you but...
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oh so you like the ghost effect so theres still a danny phantom fan in you after all this time
#asks to me#I just NEEDED to find this exact gif as soon as you said that#why did you say that#come off anon I just wanna talk#you need to#you need to pay for your crimesagainst ME#gif
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IâMA MAKE U SCREAM â
S. GOJO & S. GETO
âčâË. a series of unrelenting, mysterious phone calls late at night leads to you being sandwiched between two hot ghostface slashers whoâve got you fucking for your life.
warnings. 18+ content â mdni, fem! reader, ghostface! gojo & geto, threesome, knife play, landline phones, mentions of death, oral (f receiving), double penetration, anal/fingering, tongue piercings, pussy slapping, biting. 5.2K words whew (pls read anyway đ§ââïž)
xoxo, juno. happy halloween!! thank you to my dearest wolfy anon for beta reading <33 comment & rb if you enjoyed!!! đ
âhello?â
âwhy donât you wanna talk with me?â
âwho is this?â you roll your eyes, unimpressed by the cheery voice coming through the phone. âitâs like eleven at night, what do you want?â
âya tell me your name, and iâll tell ya mine,â that voice lilts into a teasing tone, words dripping with persuasive sweetness.
ânah, iâm heading to bed. nice talk.â
âaw, bedtime already? youâre not even gonna watch a movie before you sleep?â the question has your brows furrowing in aggravation, but you sigh, choosing to answer anyway.
âi didnât have anything in mind,â the caller lets out a laugh, straight into your ear. âwhat, youâve got a suggestion?â
âdo you like scary movies?â and you can hear the smile in the callerâs voice; heâs amused, probably laughing with his friends over the prank call in the moments of muffled silence.
âi suppose so.â
âdonât you have a favorite? why not watch it?â
âwell, i wonât be able to sleep,â you reply simply, twirling the phone cord between your fingers. âbut the longer we talk, the more sleep i lose out on. so, have a good night!â
âwait!â the caller snaps, demanding as ever. the sudden outburst sends chills straight down your spine. âdonât hang up on me.â
âand why shouldnât i?â the blatant defiance has the caller letting out a laugh that sounds rather menacing . . he clears his throat, seemingly returning to his more even tempered tone.
âweâre not done talking,â he says simply, sounding a little crackly through the phone. âso donât hang up, youâllââ
a rational person with an interest in talking would certainly call during the day, and only once or twice before quitting altogether to wait for a call back. an irrational person would have your house phones ringing off the hooks while you were in the shower, calling nonstop and then getting far too arrogant once you finally picked up. just as you slam the phone back down, it starts to ring again.
you decide to leave the room, figuring that the caller will tire himself out quickly, but he doesnât. in the time that you left the phone to go to another room, there wasnât a single beat of silence. furious, you race toward the phone, fingers sliding on the kitchen counter as you snatch it up.
âfuck you! listen to me, youâd better stopââ
âno, you listen to me,â the caller snarls, and the harshness of his voice has your heart kicking hard against your rib cage. something in your gut tells you that this isnât just a talkative caller. âdonât fucking hang up on me again, got that?â
you recover some of your composure, goosebumps rising on your skin. the cool breeze blowing through a nearby window adds to the chilling feeling thatâs washed over you in only a matter of seconds. âw-well, what do you want, then?â
âi wanna see your insides, dummy,â is the crazed response, and you canât stop the way your face immediately twists in horror. a clicking sound is heard as the second phone in your houseâthe one upstairsâis picked up, and another person hops onto the call.
ânow, now,â this new voice is smooth, immediately drawing your attention as you listen attentively through the phone. âthatâs no way to talk, youâll scare her silly.â
âwhat the fuck?â you ask aloud, although you hadnât meant to. all you can think about is the fact that two weirdos have you almost . . cornered on the phone.
the crazy voice scoffs, ignoring your mumbling. âwell, you heard her! trying to hang up and shit,â he clicks his tongue in disapproval before sighing. âanyway, where were we?â
you donât even say anything, and the other voice exhales into the phone. âsee, look at what youâve gone and done now. our girlâs too scared to talk to us, isnât she?â
âlook, i-iâm just gonna go to bed. goodnight.â
âyouâre not going anywhere, honey,â the calmer one of the two says, but this time his voice is much clearer, almost as if heâs standing beside you. you take a step backward, trying to shake off the weird feelings and relentless goosebumps spreading across your skin.
you might as well be wearing nothing.
the satin slip dress you were planning to sleep in is as thin as plastic wrap; youâve backed up into someoneâs strong chest and thanks to the thinness of your pajamas, you can feel each sharp ridge of muscle. the pecs are strong, firm to the touch, and the abs are hard enough to cut diamonds. fear races through your body, so overwhelming that your lips part to let out a screamâbut the noise is muffled by a large palm that pulls you back, flush against the muscles. separated only by a few layers of clothing, you can feel the warmth of their body and the casual rise of their chest as they breathe. if you werenât being silenced, this would be comforting, in a way.
âpromise you wonât scream, baby?â that calm voice has a dangerous edge; you nod immediately, frantically, desperately â as you feel a few tears gather in your eyes. this . . does not look, feel, or sound good in any way imaginable. who even are these people? and why you? a seemingly normal thursday evening had gone entirely downhill, and you didnât even know why.
âgood girl,â the person hums, dropping their hand from the lower half of your face and instead replacing it with the sharp edge of a knife. âletâs head upstairs, shall we?â as you ascend the steps, the blade drops lower, until it hovers over the tender skin of your throat. you canât even turn around and see who the person is, for fear of getting cut over the simple action.
âcould i at least turn around?â
âwhat for?â he asks, nudging the bedroom door open. youâre met with the frightening sight of a person in robes lounging on your bed, against your pillows. they have a spooky, ghostly mask, but you know who it is the second their mouth opens.
âyou took the knives out that quickly?â the figure clicks his tongue, raising a hand to his face to pull off the ghostface mask. so this is what this isâsome kind of ridiculous scream roleplay . . but the feel of the knife and the way it gleams is too real. âwhat happened to playing around, suguru?â
âitâsâitâs you! from the phone.â you say, straining against the man behind you, who pulls the knife a few inches away from your throat.
âcareful now, doll. youâll hurt yourself.â
âif you let me go, maybe iâdââ the man on the bed sits up then, pulling off his mask. you canât see who he is just yet, the shadow from his hood obscuring his face. in a moment, he grabs hold of your face with a gloved hand, fingers squeezing cruelly at your cheeks.
itâs utterly nasty, the way feelings of attraction twist in your stomach. heat rises to your cheeks and you swallow, looking into diamond blue eyes that have your heart fluttering despicably. how is it possible to even be focused on your grim reaperâs looks, almost entirely forgetting their intentions as you lose yourself in those eyes?
âcat got your tongue? i said i wanna see your insides and you didnât even look fazed.â
beneath the robe, you can see the tips of snowy hair, along with a face thatâs far too handsome to belong to some kind of murderer. you shake your head in disbelief, sucking in a breath. âuh . . huh? sorry, i didnât hear you.â
he drops your face with an annoyed scoff, stepping back to plop down on your bed before fully pulling off his hood. âyâknow whatâsuguru, you deal with her.â
the man behind you pushes you forward, and you awkwardly take a seat beside the sighing killer. suguru tugs off his mask and inspects the knife closely, running a gloved finger over the edge before nodding. âmight as well use the knives on you. maybe youâll hear us then?â
âwhatâre youâwhyâre you doing all this?â you ask, the words sputtering out of your mouth nervously. âis there any way i can convince you not to cut me open?â
suguru looks at his literal partner in crime, pushing his black bangs away from his eyes as he speaks. âoh? trying to cheat death, sweet thing?â
you shrug, casually flopping onto your back. the satiny fabric of your dress flips up, and you unintentionally give both of them a great view of your panties. now that theyâre deliberating how to move forward with you, the fear of the situation has dissipated greatly. âi just wanna go to bed and live to see another day tomorrow. name the price for my life and iâll pay it.â
âthose are fighting words,â suguru remarks, âdonât you agree, satoru?â
satoru nods, eyes glued to the thin fabric covering whatâs between your legs. his mind runs wild as he imagines what he and suguru could impose on you. theyâre practically in syncâsuguru looks over just as satoru looks up, the two of them sharing a knowing look.
âhmph. sit up and listen.â satoru nudges your thigh, and you do as he says, looking bored. the whole night has done one too many 180s, giving you the most severe case of whiplash in your life. youâd initially been annoyed, terrified, then mildly attracted, and now . . almost indifferent.
âyouâve got my full attention.â
âweâll let you live, on one condition,â satoru raises a finger before you can object, while suguruâs eyes covertly sweep over your body. âthink you could handle us at the same time?â
a proposition for a threesome is something you certainly did not see coming! you bite the inside of your cheek, willing yourself to maintain composure. suguru spices it up with a smirk, dragging that sharp knife of his along the edge of your jaw.
âyouâll have to fuck like your life depends on it.â
it does. tension weighs the air down, filling the room with a thickness even suguruâs knife couldnât cut through. sweat beads along the skin of your spine and you exhale in defeat. being between these two would be hardâin all ways possible; but one mistake and theyâd probably end up slitting your throat.
truthfully, youâre willing to risk it. most girls donât usually cross paths with two men that are each extremely attractive and willing to share you between one another. you squeeze your thighs together, an action that doesnât go unnoticed by either of them.
ây-yeah, okay. iâll do it.â
âatta girl,â satoru praises, the corners of his eyes crinkling. a wicked smile finds its way onto his rosy lips, but you donât back down, instead spreading your legs. you look between them, a silent invitation extended in one glance.
âlie back for us.â
âyou were the one who told me to sit upââ perhaps the unnecessary snark isnât a good idea, not with the way suguru eyes you warily.
satoru leans in hastily, connecting his lips with yours to effectively shut you up. his body barrels into yours, pushing you into suguru, who catches you and cages you against his strong chest. the knife is abandoned as he strokes his fingertips along the tender skin of your neck, sighing into your ear while satoru occupies your lips.
âso pretty. heh, youâre pretty every night.â
suguruâs touch has you letting out a moan that satoru eagerly swallows, his gloved hands roaming your body. however, he seems to remember heâs got gloves on; without pulling away, he snatches them off.
âher tits, suguruâplay with her tits.â
the mumbled words are audible only to suguru, who complies with a chuckle. unlike satoru, he makes no move to do away with his gloves. you moan, his hands squeezing at your tits while his fingertips stroke over your nipples until they grow hard.
âs-suguru,â you mewl, pulling away for a moment to suck a breath into your deprived lungs, âkeep touching me thereâjust like that.â
satoruâs palm comes down hard against the side of your thigh, and he grips your face, forcing you to look at him. âfocus on me, got that? wouldnât want him to stop, would you?â
you shake your head, and in a split second, satoruâs got your upper lip between his teeth. he bites down playfully; the impact makes you gasp, and he seizes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. arousal pools in your panties, and you fidget in your spot between them, hoping that youâll finally get the attention youâve been craving sooner rather than later. suguruâs tongue drags against your neck while he takes in the scent of your body wash from earlierâs shower. thereâs a cool sensation coming from the center of his tongueâyou can feel a firm ball of some kind.
itâs a little shameful, getting this hot and heavy from a simple kiss. only, his tongue rolls against yours, and any semblance of embarrassment melts away. suguruâs fingers pinch both of your nipples at the same time, sending shockwaves right to your pussy.
âfuck,â you sob into satoruâs mouth, practically lightheaded from how overwhelming it already is, as well as the lack of air. âi-i need more.â
suguru hums, continuing to toy with your hardened nipples. âalready slutting yourself out for us, sweetheart? that was fast, wasnât it?â
satoru finally draws back, a glossy string of spit connecting your lips to his. he doesnât move just yet, savoring the moment like a piece of special candyâyouâve practically got hearts in your eyes, all hot and bothered because of him. well, suguru is a factor, but he didnât put in nearly as much work as satoru.
âlie back for us, babe.â this time you donât fight them on it, scooting off suguru so you can comfortably prop yourself up on the mountain of pillows.
âtsk. this dress ought to go.â suguru brandishes his knife, and cuts through the satin material of the slip as easily as a stick of butter.
âhey!â you snap, the remains of your dress sliding off to the sides of the bed like rags. âwhat about you two!? you canât just cut up my clothes like that when neither of you are naked!â
satoru rolls his eyes, tossing your legs apart. meanwhile, suguru clearly isnât done with that knife; he trails it along the slopes of your naked body, the edge of the blade sharpened in a way that has you gasping. he applies a little bit of pressure, and your skin splits like it would after a paper cut.
âa-are you cutting my skin open?â you ask incredulously. you know the answer, but for whatever reason, you donât pull away from him.
âmaybe,â he replies breezily. ââs nothing deep. you can handle it, canât you, honey?â
âwould you look at that?â satoru wolf whistles, and heat rises to your cheeks as he gathers your legs together, tugging them up. the knife pauses at your collarbone as suguru leans backwards to take a look, and his eyebrows raise immediately.
âsheâs fucking soaked.â
âput the knife down ân come give it a taste.â
satoruâs request is breathless, but effective. the knife falls onto the blankets, and for a moment you use your head to consider what might happen in the futureâsomeone could sit on that thing, lie down on it. satoruâs tongue rips the thought out of your head and replaces the words that were on the tip of your tongue with a sweet moan of bliss. your clit throbs at the prospect of more, and their balmy puffs of breath fanning over you only arouse you further.
their faces press together, side by side as they start to eat your pussy in a way that immediately has your back arching and hips bucking. satoru focuses all his attention on your clit, flicking the tip of his tongue over it while suguru slurps up all of your slick. there it is again, that cool sensationâheâs got a tongue piercing. the moonlight shines through the flowy curtains, illuminating the killers in an almost angelic glow . . maybe theyâre actually pussy killers.
ââs like fucking candy,â satoru moans, tongue dipping down to gather up your slick. it bumps into suguruâs, and he only lets out a laugh that sends vibrations through your entire core. âsweetest pussy iâve ever tasted, shit.â
the room fills with the lewd, nasty sounds of their slurping and licking as they devour your pussy together. you slip a finger between your teeth and bite down once one too many noises threaten to escape you, and suguru pulls back to land a smarting slap on your pussy.
âah ah. do not try to go quiet on us.â
âsorry, âm sorry,â you stutter dumbly, mind and body reeling from the delicious sting of the slap.
âwe want you screaming,â he emphasizes, spitting onto your cunt and watching as it flutters, the glob slipping down more rapidly due to the movement. âand you will be, by the end of all this. understand, doll?â
you nod hastily, and his eyes flick upwards to your face, the hardness in them a simple warning. âyeah, i understand.â
satoruâs drawing hearts and letters on your clit, each one making you shudder more than the last. each drag of his tongue makes him moan as he takes in more of your taste. beside him, suguruâs dips his tongue between your folds, the sensation nothing more than a tease. they plan to split you open on their cocks, and getting you desperate for it is only the first step of their plan.
ângh, t-thatâs so fucking good,â you cry, thighs quaking on either side of their heads. âplease, iâm gonna cum.â
âgive it to us,â satoru is the first to speak, his voice clear as it cuts through the lewd sounds in the air. heâs got one hand on the side of your thigh, holding you open just for them. âon our tongues, like a good girl.â
satoruâs ministrations on your clit grow more insistent; heâs working to pull your orgasm from you, while suguru continues to slurp at your messy pussy, his eyes falling shut. a familiar and overwhelming sensation coils in your tummy; itâs one that has your hands flying to both suguru and satoruâs heads, fingers finding purchase in their hair.
âiâi think âm gonna cum,â you cry, back arching off the bed while your hips jolt forward into their faces. after hearing the first word of your delirious warning, satoru replaced his tongue with his finger and moved beside suguru, the two of them slurping all your cunt has to offer. to them, itâs like drinking ambrosia.
youâre pulling hard at their hair, only encouraging them to groan against you. suguru speaks, eyes rolling back from just a little hair pulling. but it makes sense, with hair like that. of course his scalp is very sensitive.
âcover us in your cum, baby.â
obedient and right on time, your pussy gushes, hole fluttering around nothing while your clit throbs beneath satoruâs finger. the intense orgasm has left you twitching from the aftershocks, gasping for breath, and overly sensitive. of course, satoru and suguru take advantage of the aforementioned sensitivity with smirks on their faces.
âno, wait, i-i just came,â is all you can sob, your hands smacked away once you try to tug them off your aching cunt. âsatoruuu, suguruuu.â
suguru only laughs, mimicking your tone with a roll of his eyes. âaw, babyyy. thatâs too bad, isnât it?â
with how sensitive you are, itâs not hard for them to drag a second orgasm out of you. this time, a few tears cascade down your cheeks as you fall over the edge with a pitched cry. satoru spanks your still twitching cunt and laughs at the way you gasp and recoil, legs still trembling.
âsuguru, whatcha think? you wanna take her mouth ân iâll fuck her pussy?â
âthatâs far too considerate, satoru.â he shakes his head, talking about you as if youâre not in front of them. âcâmon,â suguru purrs, gesturing for you to get up as he slips off his robe and boxers. âlie on top of me.â
you canât help but ogle, a little starstruck by his body and the thrill of everything. he sticks out his tongue playfully when he notices you staring, the metal ball in his tongue gleaming. his abs flex and his cock bobs as he lays down on your bed, beckoning you over with a gloved finger. satoru gulps, panting softly at the sight. following his best friendâs lead, he slips off his matching clothing and mounts the bed, which sinks under his weight with a creak. part of you wonders if the bed frame will give out by the end of this.
âhand me the lube,â suguru grunts, catching the small bottle in his larger hand. the liquid is cool, even through the leather of his gloves. he rubs his fingers together to warm it up a little for you. his fingertips prod at the tight ring of your asshole, and you let out a squeak of surprise.
âcâmon. relax for me, doll.â
you take a breath, body sweltering with arousal. this is certainly new for you, but you donât complainâand anyway, the slight coolness of the lube feels good against your hot skin. satoru bites down on his lower lip as he watches his best friend prep you to take both of their cocks at the same time. something wicked has the corners of his lips curling up into a smile as he pictures you screaming for them.
likely picturing the same thing, suguru tongues at your jaw, kissing the tender skin wetly before nipping hard. you can only cry out, his lips serving as a simple distraction while his fingers push inside and stretch you out.
you gasp, and he feels you squeeze down hard on his fingers, hips jerking away. âcome now, donât run from it,â suguru coos, twisting his body beneath you to angle you the right way again. he ignores your whining, and satoru silently strokes his cock to the sight. âi know, i know. just breathe for me, âkay?â
slowly, your body accommodates the new stretch without any more sting or discomfort. in fact, your hips begin to rock into his fingers, chasing them when he starts to pull out.
âi-i think sheâs ready, suguru,â satoru finally speaks up, clearing his throat. his voice is a little choked, and you can clearly see the flush on his cheeks even in the dark. âfor both of us.â
âyou hear that, honey?â his warm breath fans over the shell of your ear, making you shudder against him. âletâs see who can make you scream the loudestâme or satoru.â
âas if,â the man in question huffs, pushing your thigh to the side and looking over your dripping pussy with an obvious hunger. âfuck, baby. iâm gonna ruin you.â
with that, satoru grasps his cock and guides it inside your needy cunt. suguru does the same, pushing his length into your ass. the three of you moan collectively, a harmony if ever there was one. you sob, tears burning at the corners of your eyes from the intensity of the stretch.
satoru grits his teeth and grips your hips for support, then pushes all the way inside you. he bottoms out easily, his cock sliding against suguruâs, separated only by a thin layer of tissue. so thin that they can feel the shape of one anotherâs cocks through you.
âfuckinââshittt, oh my god,â satoruâs easily overwhelmed, heart pounding in his ears while sweat covers his entire body in a sticky sheen.
suguru bites your neck hard, but the pain registers as pleasure despite the fact that he tastes a few irony drops of blood on his tongue.
âdo either of you plan to move?â you complain, lips parting in an âoâ shape around a whiny moan. âor are we just gonna sit hereââ
âshut the fuck up,â suguru groans, clapping a dry and gloved hand over your tits before squeezing them. âweâll move when we fucking feel like it.â
waves of almost euphoria wash over your entire body, leaving you breathless and panting. when youâd first met these two, youâd been sharp and aware of your surroundings, but now everything is hazy and your body burns as though you have a fever.
the bed creaks dangerously as satoru jumps into action, slowly rocking his hips into yours with a few choked, wanton moans. before long, heâs more confident, fucking into you with a tight grip on your skin and at an invigorated pace. youâre so hot and oh so tightâsatoru fucking loves itâyou feel perfect. he loves the way you squirm on top of his best friend, hips canting forward eagerly to meet his. the evidence of how good heâs making you feel is painted all over your face, apparent in the wobble of your lower lip and the tears in your eyes.
you hear a sigh from behind you. âcanât lose the bet,â suguruâs voice is laced with faux sympathy. it takes him a few seconds, but he finally starts moving, groaning in approval at the shake of your body and gasping, ragged breaths.
above you, sweat rolls down satoruâs face, the snowy tips of his hair sticking to his forehead while others fall in front of his eyes. ây-you like it like this, baby?â the question is rhetorical, but your whimpering tells him everything he needs to know. the corners of his lips curl into a smile thatâs soon wiped away by overwhelming pleasure. âyouâre taking us so fuckinâ well, sweetheart . . driving me insane, goddamn.â
âi second that,â the metal ball of suguruâs piercing clicks as he sweeps his tongue over his teeth, panting hard into your ear. âreally, baby . . feel like the luckiest fuckinâ guy in the world right now, heh.â
as if youâre not the luckiest girlâbeing sandwiched between these two is a dream you didnât even know you had. inside you, their cocks throb against one another, dragging in and out of your holes ruthlessly. the tempo only speeds up, becoming too much too quickly.
you nudge a weak, clammy hand against satoruâs waist, arching your back on top of suguru and nearly nailing him in the face with a reverse headbutt. before the latter can say anything, satoru snatches your hand and intertwines your fingers with his, then pins it down to the bed. he advances forward, his chest now against yours to keep you still.
âah ah,â he tuts, his nipples hard as they press against yours, âmove your damn hand, baby. this is what you wanted, remember?â
âi certainly do,â suguru titters, nipping at your earlobe. âdonât be like that. you can take it, canât you?â
his words are convincing; heâs got you nodding in acceptance. heâs right, of course. this is what you wanted earlierâyouâve been taking both of their cocks so fucking well. just as you tell yourself youâll make it through this, satoruâs fingers ghost along the soft skin of your stomach. despite the exhaustion thatâs setting into his body, his hips donât even stutter as he focuses on your swollen clit.
âoh . . oh my god,â the words are torn from your throat, which only grows more sore with all the noise you canât seem to stop making. a familiar shakiness settles in your voice, and youâre fighting to keep the breath in your lungs, but it escapes you far too easily. âiâm-âm gonna cum for you, âmââ
as you hurtle closer to all encompassing euphoria, the sounds of skin slapping against skin fade out and grow foggy. yet, you manage to hear their voices eagerly spurring you on, the two of them in the same boat as you.
âyeah, âs right. fuckinâ cum for us, baby.â satoruâs own orgasm creeps up on him, his head tipping back as your pussy starts to flutter around his cock. of course, suguru can feel the throbbing of his best friendâs cock and the quavering of your needy pussy. he releases your tits, seeing the bruising heâs left before squeezing his eyes shut in concentration.
âya heard him, honey,â he utters after a long groan, his voice low and husky. âtake all of our fucking cum.â you gasp out, nodding your head frantically as you teeter over the edge.
everything happens fast, and all at the same time. satoru cums inside you, his broad shoulders shaking as he rides it out while your pussy practically milks him for more. your cunt spasms, hips jerking upwards from the intensity of it. the movement pushes out suguru, his cum leaking out of your bruised ass and spilling in white puddles on his pelvis.
satoru looks down, biting down on his lower lip as he pulls his cock from you. this is quite the reward, seeing cum pour from both of your spent and twitching holes. your shuddering, sweltering body finally begins to cool after what feels like hours. suguruâs exhausted, but he kindly lifts you and lays you down on the bed beside him. satoru flops down beside you with a heaving sigh, only to lay on the knife from earlier.
âow, fuck!â he jolts, sitting up and tugging the sharp blade from where itâs tangled in the sheets. he unceremoniously hurls it to the floor, laying back down with a vengeful huff.
youâre too tired to laugh, but a small smile plays on your lips. âdo you still wanna kill me?â
ânot right now,â suguru throws an arm over his face, gesturing in the direction of the floor. âthe knifeâs down there, anyway.â
you sit up, craning your neck to take a look. from what you can see, the floor is littered with their dark costumes and two masks, the knife completely out of sight. âi donât see it.â
âhm, remember we talked about making you scream for us?â satoru speaks up, and in your dizzy haze, you donât notice that glint in his eyes.
âuh, yeah, i think so? i thought you already did.â
âdonât you watch scary movies?â suguru scoffs, looking at you from beneath his forearm. âyou should know what happens next.â
you laugh, rolling your eyes. âyeah, whatever. what happens next, you kill me? very funny. let me convince you again,â and you clear your throat. âno, please donât kill me, mr. ghostface! i wanna be in the sequel!â
satoru simply shakes his head, and the knife plunges into your back. with a gasp, you sputter out a few garbled words, blood pouring down your bare back as you fall backwards onto the bed. you writhe on the mussed sheets, blood spilling from your lips and trickling down your chin in vermillion rivulets. beside you, the blood covered suguru and satoru let you struggle aimlessly until your body stills; then they slip their masks on again . .
âandddd cut!â the director jumps from his seat with proud claps, and the production assistants rush in from every direction to help clean up the mess.
âsatoru, fuck! that knife was so sharp,â you sit up, sending a glare his way as you wipe the fake blood off your skin. despite being a fake knife, the shiny plastic point was rather jagged.
âexcellent performances, the three of you! our halloween special is sure to be a hit!â the director is gushing as he praises the three of you.
âyeah, yeah,â suguru says, his cheeks flushed a rosy pink. âiâve gotta take a shower. seriously, the corn syrup is so fucking sticky.â
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