#every time I go onto Twitter I end up mad

[blooom13]

Ohm starting to work with Leng has shown me once again how entitled these so called fans feel to having a say in the lives of these actors. There's really people that lose themselves in this whole shipping culture and start thinking they know these men so their opinion should be the most important thing.

From sending trucks to gmm, to giving Leng a letter supporting the previous ship, to filling the screens on one of their event with videos of their previous couple, to spamming the comments of the live of one of his shows with emojis about onn, the disrespect they have shown to Ohm for moving on is insane, specially since they claim to like him.

Everytime they have an event together there's something disrespectful they do, on every photo and video of them there's people saying Ohm is faking his laugh, that his eyes look sad, that he looked happier before, etc.

Twitter is truly a cesspool of unhinged people. I just saw a thread of like 5 users discussing how Ohm decided to go skydiving because he was so heartbroken about splitting up with his old screen partner that he had to do something to put his safety at risk, their proof was that he'd started following Leng a few days prior, truly crazy. Ohm was tagged in some of the posts, that is a whole ass person that you are speculating this stuff about, these people hide behind the word "fan" and start doing and saying the most invasive shit ever, because they feel like he owes them something.

During the same thread there were users teaching each other how to mute everything related to Lengso cause just seeing "that newbie" pissed them off.

I truly hope Leng knew what he was getting into when he decided to take this series cause people are insane. Everything he does is because he wants fame, everything he says is because he wants attention, "he doesn't know his place", he's overstepping, everything related to him has a hidden motive. And honestly yes working with Ohm was going to get him a lot of attention or fame if that's what they want to say, but so what?, of course he would want to work on something that will do well, it's his first leading role, it's also understandable that he chose to work with someone who he has known for years. It's not his fault that your ship ended I hope they would stop projecting their sadness and anger onto him.

Ohm has asked multiple times to treat Lengso kindly because he's starting out, that he's taking care of him and trying to lead him through this because he was in the same position when he started out, to please be kind to him.

Not gonna lie if I were him this whole thing would probably harbor resentment towards these "fans". The way they speak as if they know what's better for him, not only when it comes to work but also on his personal life is insulting, he is doing what's best for himself and his career and they should learn to respect that. Also seeing my fans be nasty to someone I've know for like 10 years for simply choosing to work with me would make me feel like shit.

Anyways they seem to be getting along well, so I hope their series is a success and neither of them are affected by all of this nonsense

[lemmetreatya]

kpop fanboy!eren who runs a famous stan account for his favourite kpop group — but mostly only famous himself because most fans stan him instead

kpop fanboy!eren who regularly posts dance videos or makes fan based tiktoks about the group. kpop fanboy!eren whos even been noticed by some of the groups on twitter when they do occasional menpas.

kpop fanboy!eren who makes a group chat for a meet up at a concert for his favourite group in his city. kpop fanboy!eren who adds you into the chat, unknowing of how cute you are. he doesn’t realise at first — being chat admin comes with it’s responsibilities and for awhile he’s unaware of who you are.

but one day kpop fanboy!eren checks your account out of curiosity and it’s absolutely star struck by how pretty you are. kpop fanboy!eren who dms you privately to get to know you. kpop fanboy!eren who no longer talks in the chat but never fails to text you throughout the day.

“fuck, you’re much cuter over the screen.”

kpop fanboy!eren‘s voice is deep as you cover your giggle with the back of your hand. why exactly was he facetiming you again?

kpop fanboy!eren who’s chats are suggestive despite his constant tweets about turning down advances from other fangirls. kpop fanboy!eren who asks if youd like to meet up a few hours before the kpop concert.

kpop fanboy!eren who takes you out for a meal at the kbbq place not too far from the venue.

“damn, you’re even cuter in person” he says as he hugs you hello.

kpop fanboy!eren who tells you to slip with him into his section of the concert venue so that you’re closer to the stage. kpop fanboy!eren who tells you to come with him to the toilets real quick before the concert starts — something about one of his contacts flying out.

however, once you step out of the arean seating area, kpop fanboy!eren softly leans you up against the wall of the hallway and you have to ask him what’s wrong.

“can i kiss you right now?” he asks, breath hitched and hands warm on your waist.

“what happened to your contacts? they’re okay now?” you muse although you can feel your heart picking up at his advances.

“they were always fine.” he rolls his eyes. “just wanted an excuse to get with you alone.”

and you figure that was the idea but you didn’t want to jump to conclusions. regardless, youre leaning in first so that he can get the message. kpop fanboy!eren takes the initiative and lightly kisses you as he meets you half way.

but the kiss doesn’t stay innocent for along and soon the both of you are gripping at each others faces and pressing into the other.

“okay, now i need to go to the bathroom.” he breaths and you understand what he’s getting at.

kpop fanboy!eren ends up fucking you over the sink in the communal toilets. his moans are so loud, garbling on about how he’s been waiting so long for this.

every time someone accidentally steps in, you have to abashedly cover your face because most of stan tweet were literally at this show. but kpop fanboy!eren didnt care about who saw, and that aroused you even more because he had more to lose than you did.

the both of you hear the thundering opening of the kpop act coming on stage and you want to get angry at the man but you cant! he was digging you out so good that maybe missing just the first few minutes werent so bad.

“ren…ren…t-the show.” you whine with the back of your head leaning against the mirror.

kpop fanboy!eren doesnt let up — he just continues fucking into your wet cunt.

“fuck the show. right now…im f-fucking…fucking you.”

kpop fanboy!eren pulls out at the last minute and ends up cumming onto your concert fit. you have in mind to be mad at him but the sparkling glow in his eyes and the way he still reaches in for a kiss changes your mind.

both you and kpop fanboy!eren go back to the arena area to watch the rest of the concert and you enjoy it regardless. you just both make sure to mute your usernames on the timeline once it’s finished.

[lemonlover1110]

Baby Steps

Satoru Gojo

[Chapter 12] Dilemma

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“When am I going to meet your parents?” Is a question that you ask Satoru too much. It feels as if it’s the hundredth time you ask the question. And every time he answers it, it’s vague. He never gives a clear response. Each time you ask and don’t get a clear response, you get more and more pissed off. 

You try to think the way he does to understand his side of things, but you can’t simply understand it. You’re not asking him to be your boyfriend– Although in some ways he acts like one. Either way, you’re not asking him to introduce you as his future life long partner (although a child is a lifelong commitment) or anything. You’re carrying his child, and his family deserves to know that. He hasn’t told you about having no contact with his parents, so you’re rather curious as to why he’s putting this off. 

“Do you want a sandwich, babe?” Satoru asks, making you cross your arms. An exasperated sigh leaves your lips before you say,

“I asked you a question. You can’t keep ignoring it.” His back is turned on you, his face to the stove as he prepares his food. He feels you glare at his back, but he’ll act as if everything is fine. “C’mon, Satoru. I’m not getting any younger. Neither is the baby I’m carrying, and they’ll pop out at any minute.”

“We still have a long way to go before the baby is here.” He argues. You scoff before standing up from the chair and walking to your bedroom, slamming the door behind you so he can hear loud and clear that you’re not pleased with him.  Yet he isn’t going to do more than just eat his food before going to work, acting as if the conversation never happened.

He’ll make sure to have a plate of food ready for you before leaving. Something that you can quickly warm up in case you get hungry. Which he knows you will since lately you’ve been eating a lot.

-

Satoru comes home to find you in the living room, folding some clothes. You don’t bother to stand up to greet him since you’re mad at him. Either way, you don’t have to stand up to greet him since you’re not dating or anything. You just happen to be pregnant with his child.

He walks over to you, leaning down to kiss your forehead. That usually makes you greet him, but today you stay silent. Satoru knows why you’re mad at him, yet he chooses to act dumb. Maybe it’ll just make him seem like a dumb fool to you, and make you feel guilty for being mad.

“Did you like the food I made?” Satoru asks, not really noticing that the food sits untouched on the table. Just as he left it. He doesn’t receive an answer, just as he expected. He takes off his shades, tossing them onto the coffee table before sitting down next to you. He begins to grab your clothes and help you fold your clothes. Around half the clothes are folded, and that’s when he asks, “Are you mad at me?”

You exhale, clearly annoyed. You stand up, leaving your clothes on the couch and walking to your bedroom. He begins to follow you, acting oblivious as to why you’re so mad. This isn’t the first time you get frustrated over the situation, but it’s the first time that you clearly show him that you’re unhappy with it.

You slam the door to your room shut, and he’s quick to open it. He pays for the apartment, he feels entitled to be able to open the door whenever he wants. “C’mon talk to me.”

“C’mon talk to me.” You mock, sitting down on your bed. He chuckles at your horrible impression of him before he grabs your hand and pulls you up from the bed. Your lips are pursed together, your brows furrowed. His hands cup your face while he looks into your eyes. You end up forcing yourself to look away. “You should know, Satoru. I know you’re not fucking dumb.”

“Why are you so insistent on meeting them?” He questions. His words hurt more than you could ever imagine. You’re extremely emotional lately. Tears pool up in your eyes, and you try your best to hold them back. “It’s not so important–”

“Are you ashamed of me–” Your voice breaks, and it makes Satoru’s heart flutter. He didn’t mean it to come out like that. “I get I’m not the most ideal person but I’m still carrying your child, Satoru. You can’t just keep me hidden forever.”

“No. No. I didn’t mean it like that. I don’t mean it like that.” He clears up before you start crying. But it’s too late. He feels tears go from your cheeks to his thumbs. Never before had he felt a feeling as agonizing as your tears on his fingertips. Satoru cares a lot about you, after all, you are carrying his son so he’s bound to care. 

His hands go to yours and he begins to guide you to the mirror in your room. He forces you to look at yourself, while he hugs you from behind. You’re still in tears, and he feels his heart shrinking. “Just look at how beautiful you are.”

You can’t even bring yourself to even look at yourself. It’ll make you cry even more. You weren’t so sentimental before, but each and every day that’s changing. Anything can make you cry– Happy or sad. Satoru’s hands go to your bump, his thumbs rubbing circles on it, “So beautiful, so smart, so hardworking, so responsible, so kind. How are you not the most ideal person?”

He kisses the back of your neck. He’s so tender with you. He has to be. What kind of monster would he be if he treated the mother of his child coldly. You do as he wishes and begin to look over yourself. Your body is ever-changing, not feeling like your own anymore. Yet Satoru gives you doting eyes every time he looks at you.

“How could I ever be ashamed of you when you’re so beautiful?” He continues, covering your neck in gentle kisses. He acts so loving, yet you don’t understand why he’s so avoidant on meeting his parents. 

“Then why do you not want me to meet them?” You question. He’s flattering you, and while you know why he’s doing it, you also want answers. “You can’t just hide from them the fact that you’re having a kid.”

“It’s not about you. It’s about them. My parents didn’t really pay a big part in my life, so why should they play any part in my child’s life?” Satoru answers. It’s true, but at the same time there’s so much more than that. He doesn’t want anyone in the Jujutsu world to find out about him becoming a father. That puts you and his baby in danger, which is the last thing he wants. Only Megumi and Tsumiki know, but he knows nothing will come out of their mouths, mainly because they’re yet not connected with anyone in the Jujutsu world, apart from himself. They’re just kids. “Can’t it be just us?”

“Are you sure they don’t want to be grandparents? I feel like you’re lying to me…” You confess. He turns you around and pecks your lips. He kisses your cheek. Then the tip of your nose. He kisses all over your face.

“Trust me. I’m doing this for our own good.” He tells you. He kneels down and presses a kiss on your bump. “And for our little one. Anything for him.”

“Okay… I’ll trust you– Did you just say him?!” You realize what he said. You stand shocked, your eyes a bit wide and your mouth opened. He realizes his mistake– Not the first time it happens, sadly. He stands up and wraps his arms around you, a laugh leaving his lips.

“Surprise.” He says in between laughs. He sounds so happy. You hug him back and shut your eyes. 

You just hope that everything will turn out fine in the end. Both your pregnancy and your relationship with him.

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[marshallpupfan]

I'm about to make yet another lengthy post... easily my longest yet. This time, it's not about the movies or any issues I have with PAW Patrol in its current state. No, it's instead about a problem I've been dealing with... except said problem is less a what and more of a who. I'm sure some of you already know about this, but for those of you that don't, let me tell you about a person who's been a thorn in my side for three years now.

Back in October of 2020, I encountered a user who seemed to be doing the whole Daily Marshall Pics as me. However, I soon discovered they weren't just doing the same thing... they were actually using the exact screenshot I posted, the exact same hashtag, and quite often, the exact same text. They did this for every daily I posted... or just any picture, really. As soon as I'd post something, they'd immediately take it and repost it onto their account. At the time, I didn't know what to do, or if I could do anything.

Cut to around December of the same year, and I decided to make a new winter-themed avatar and banner for my Twitter account. Less than a day later, that user seen I did that and... no joke... took both and applied them to his own account. Suddenly, with him posting the exact same content with the exact same avatar and banner, his account looked exactly like mine. Some people even admitted they thought he WAS me, and a few were starting to get seriously confused. At this point, I started referring to him as my copycat, since anything I'd do or post, he'd do or post it, too.

However, this time, I confronted the user and asked him why he took my new avatar and banner. He claimed he liked them so much, he had to use them. I asked him not to, telling him that I put a lot of work into making something unique for myself, and of course, he got mad... and then, in the same reply, asked me to make something for him. Just to be nice, I made him a banner... to which he offered no gratitude.

He wouldn't change the avatar, so I created myself a new one. Not even a day later, the exact moment he seen it, he took that avatar and applied it to his account, too. Yet again, I confronted him, demanding to know why he'd do that, as well as why he didn't even thank me for making that banner I made for him. He responded by claiming that I "made him cry"... and then quickly asked me to make him an avatar, too. I ignored his request.

Near the middle of December, a pal here on Tumblr messaged me about a concern he had. He made a text post about his plans to start his own daily pics, and that user on Twitter, now on Tumblr, copied and pasted his exact post onto his own account. If he copied all of my posts, he was surely going to do the same to my pal, too. We knew we had to put a stop to this, so we came up with a solution...

On December 18, 2020, I posted my first Daily, with text indicating it was mine. We were both curious to see how that copycat would react once he seen it.

He... didn't take it well.

This was actually his fifth message; he left four other ones, mere minutes apart from each other. When I didn't reply back after ten minutes (yes, ten minutes), he said this to me. Once I seen this, I blocked him, as anyone honestly would. He quickly followed me with some alternate account of his, but I found out it was him and blocked it, too. Afterwards, I figured this was going to be end of it; just another rude, childish person on Twitter, blocked and out of my life...

...right?

Nope. Ever since that day, he's been absolutely furious with me. Even to this day, he's refuses to let it go, and his copycat tendencies and attitude has only grown worse. Ah, but let's not get ahead of ourselves... no, there's more to the story. A lot more...

To say the least, when he left that message above and found out I blocked him, he started bad-mouthing me to many other people. Just about everyone took my side, and much to my surprise, Twitter banned him. At first, that seemed like the end of it again... but nope, he simply created another account not even a half-hour later... and he went back to using my avatar and banner again, because of course.

Less than a month later, another account started following me, this time themed around Chase. Suspiciously, I was one of the first it followed... and one of the first replies they left on my tweets?

"Can you remove your watermarks?"

Gee, I wonder who this might be? I ignored the message, and their third reply was... well, I'm sure you can guess it wasn't friendly.

I blocked this account, too. Again, I hoped this would be the end of it, but of course, it wasn't. You see, the one thing I learned about this user is that he's incredibly lazy. He doesn't want to do things in Photoshop or go hunting for pictures, so he just wants to take everything from me... and the official PAW Patrol account (he constantly reposts their content, too). When I stopped him from doing that, he became hostile. When I refused to remove my watermark, it just made things worse.

I don't have a picture of this, but a few days later, he created yet another account. This time, he pretended to be the "second official PAW Patrol account", using the actual PAW Patrol account's avatar and banner at the time (themed after Moto Pups, if I recall correctly). Naturally, I'm the first one he went to, and he left a reply on my latest daily about how I'm going to get into "trouble" if I don't stop being mean. I tore into him for this, telling him that no one will take his side, Twitter will just ban his account again, and to leave me alone.

He deleted the account less than a day later.

Things remained quiet for some time... or so I thought. From what others told me, he kept trying to get everyone to turn on me, usually by sending private messages to many users in the hopes of getting them to see me as some sort of bully. His plan failed, as nothing ever came out of it. Maybe it has to do with the fact I like trying to be positive and encouraging, and many of my followers have seen that over the years... whereas he's screamed at people for simply putting stickers on their Nintendo Switch. No, seriously... he has.

He kept trying, of course... often asking other users to tell me how "sorry" he was, despite the fact he kept leaving me nasty remarks the very same day. In fact, at one point, the Nick Jr. Twitter account made a post about asking their followers to post pics of their pets, I did so, Nick Jr. replied to me, and he found out and replied to them by saying "DON'T TALK TO HIM HE'S A BULLY HE'S MEAN TO ME!!!!" Needless to say, they ignored him, too.

This continued for a while, and over the following months, new accounts would pop up every now and then, usually based on certain PAW Patrol characters. They were all ran by him, and of course, I was always the first person he came to... and he'd always ask me to create a new avatar and banner for that account, and then he'd get mad when I either said no or ignored him. After so many accounts, I got tired of constantly blocking him, so when he popped up with yet another Marshall-themed account, I decided to just mute it and let him do or say whatever he wanted.

...He didn't take kindly to that, either. A few months later, he exploded into a fit of rage, claiming that I was being a bully by ignoring him. Let me repeat that; by ignoring him, I was being a bully. Oh, for Pete's sake...

A few folks took his side, but once I explained to them what was going on, most of them understood and apologized (trust me, I harbor no ill will against these folks). Once I made another tweet about the situation, I blocked that user yet again, noticing that he was continuing to badmouth me. I think he ended up deleting his account, telling everyone that's what I apparently wanted (I never once said any such thing, but whatever). I crossed my fingers and prayed that this would finally be the end of it all... but of course, it wasn't.

After a while, he came back with yet another account, only this time, he got a little less lazy. He finally decided to learn how to use a photo editing program... and how did he use his new-found skills? Why, to copy me again, of course!

Indeed, his dailies started to look exactly like mine. And yes, once he discovered the name of the font style I was using, he started using that, too. And it's not just a coincidence that he used the same pic...

As I soon realized, if he knew the exact episode I got my daily from, he'd use the same one. He did this at any opportunity he could, even when I posted a daily based on the first theatrical film.

At this point, some of you probably asking... why? Why's he doing this? Why go to such lengths to copy me? The answer is... I really don't know. He just really wants to be me, I guess.

Anyway, around the beginning of 2022, I created a new template for my Daily Marshall Pics. I'm still using that template now. Of course, when he found out, he got upset and started screaming at me again to make one for him (using another newly-created alternate account to get around me blocking him... which I promptly blocked).

What followed over the next year was the situation getting worse and worse. If I did anything of note, he'd create new accounts to voice his displeasure. If he got banned, he'd create a new account and head straight for me. There was a point where I blocked him, he created a new account, I blocked him, he created a new account... and we did this for eight accounts within a single day. I'm dead serious. Of course, his copycat tendencies just got worse, as his new-found skills in editing started leading him to do stuff like this...

Yup, he started covering my watermark with his own to make it seem like he was the one who made the picture. Oh, and it didn't just stop at pictures... nope, he did it with videos, too.

Actually, Twitter banned him for this one... and yes, he created a new account immediately afterwards again, and continued doing and posting the exact same things like it never happened. And I'm the first person he tried following, of course. But hey, at least his dailies don't look like mine anymore, right?

Sigh...

And no, it didn't even stop there. He tried to copy my banner, too.

Yes, his avatar shares similarities with mine, too. Funnily enough, a few users came to my defense and tried to get him to change his Daily template to something different so it would no longer look like mine. Surprisingly, he did change it, and I even gave my approval. I was cool with his new template...

...but I guess it didn't get him the attention he wanted, because he went right back to using something that looks exactly like mine again. He's still using it now, much to my annoyance.

The sad thing is, even if I change my template to something else, he'll just inevitably copy it. If I change my avatar and/or banner, he'll copy them, too. If I do anything, he'll copy it. If my followers come to my defense, report him, and he gets banned... he'll just create another account and continue doing the exact same thing anyway.

Oh, and he once made the claim that he's only doing this because he "doesn't know how to". Yes, he said that. He apparently doesn't know how, yet he sure knows how to cover my watermark with his own... and create a template that looks like mine. Yup, he's a dirty liar, too.

(Back in 2020, I did try to answer a few of his questions, including what editor I use. Once I told him it costs money, he went silent.)

As a reminder, this has been going on for three years.

I've tried ignoring the user, and it does no good. I've confronted him, and it does no good. I've asked him to stop, and it does no good. I've defended myself, and he acts like he's the victim. I ask him to let his anger go and stop, and he tells me I'm the one who needs to let it go and stop. Others have defended me, and he just whines and claims I'm a bully. And all of this is because I blocked him for leaving a rude reply when he lost his patience after ten minutes.

(By the way, someone confronted him about the whole ten minutes thing. He said it didn't matter, that I should've responded right away. I guess I'm supposed to stop everything I'm doing to reply to him...?)

To tell you all the truth, I've tried to be patient. I've tried to be nice... but after three years, I'm sick of it. This person is psychotic. Even when I block him, he keeps a tight eye on everything I do. He's become so obsessed with me, to the point that he's basically a stalker now. He wants to be me, yet he doesn't possess my skills, and that jealousy has turned to sheer bitterness. And whenever someone takes my side, he becomes aggressive, often creating even more alternate accounts to show he's not happy.

And yet, he thinks he's the victim. He's said before he wants me to stop talking about him, yet he continues taking or copying things from me. And again, when I ask him to stop, he refuses. At this point, I suppose he's only doing this now because he feels justified in doing so. I guess he thinks I need to pay for... what, not replying back after ten minutes? For wanting to be credited for my work when I make unique content and post them on my account? For trying to stop him from lazily reposting the things I post for his own gain?

When I started these MarshallPupFan accounts, I thought I was going to post some pics of a cute, cartoon puppy, make people laugh and smile with some videos, and have a fun time. I never expected I'd run into someone so... crazy. Honestly, I don't even care that he's posting daily pics of Marshall. I've seen others do the same, and I've even liked, replied and followed some of them. I enjoy inspiring others to be creative and share their love for their favorite characters... but why use my exact template? Why try to look exactly like me? Why not try to develop an identity for himself, so his account offers something unique? Instead, he constantly wants to bounce off of me, pretend to be me... and when I or anyone else intervenes, he becomes aggressive.

It's pathetic... and it'll probably go on for another year.

I recently created a new avatar for myself. I put a lot of work into making it something truly unique...but I don't know if I want to put it out there, since the moment I do, he'll inevitably copy it. I also updated the visuals for my Episode Updates pics... and as soon as I reveal it, it's only a matter of time before he copies it, too. And of course, if I or anyone else confronts him, he'll whine and get mad... and continue doing what he's always done anyway.

Truth be told, there are so many other examples of his terrible behavior I could post here... such as when he began hounding me on Youtube and screaming at me whenever he seen a comment I left on other PAW Patrol-themed accounts (to the point the owner of the channel had to intervene and tell him to stop... to which he replied "stop what?"). I have so many more stories to tell, but this post is turning out long enough, and I think I've stressed the point quite well.

It sucks that people like him have to exist, and it's so sad that he refuses to let go of a three year grudge, now going onto four. All I know is that it's getting to the point where I'm tired of it. I'm tired of seeing him use my Daily template, tired of him acting like an absolute crybaby when I defend myself, tired of... well, the whole thing. At this point, maybe I need to start fighting back more, because ignoring him sure isn't getting the job done.

If he's going to insist on using my template, then maybe I shouldn't take it so lightly anymore... 🤔

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Oh, one last thing. You want to see something funny? He has no problem taking stuff from me, but when someone does that to him... that's just wrong! Maybe someone needs to give him a dose of his own medicine more often... perhaps then he'd show more respect to others.

[naneun-no]

Ramble Thoughts on 3D ft. Jack Harlow:

- Feels like 3D is something that would have come out in 2006? I’m not mad about it but it does feel like Gen Z is taking this whole Y2K revival thing too seriously 🥹 like y’all have some big Air Force Ones to fill and I’d rather see a fresher take but okay

- Speaking of Nelly people are acting like they’ve never heard a rapper objectify a woman before and it’s kind of odd. I think maybe people haven’t listened to Jack Harlow before if they’re surprised by the contents of his verse. I’m not saying we can’t ask for more or expect more but the shock I’m seeing is kind of strange.

- JK does not sound that good...? To me. It seems like he’s maybe in too high of a register? Or maybe it’s too many minor chords for me. Not that he can’t hit the notes effortlessly but it’s just not a pleasant register to me? This is a song I can see getting stuck in my head in an annoying way and not a “omg I have to listen to it again turn it on” way, which is a bummer.

- I love the dancing, and the fire hydrant bit at the end was very cool visually.

- This whole thing reminds me strongly of some of Pharrell’s more controversial hits in the mid-aughts, especially Blurred Lines. Except… Blurred Lines was a better song 😬😬😬 if you’re gonna talk about women like they’re pleasure dolls in 2023, at least make sure your song is unusually good. Just my humble opinion.

- I think objectification is an interesting topic and we could go on about it, but some of the shocked and horrified responses I’m seeing on Twitter are from NSFW fan fiction writers (of which I am one full transparency) and artists and there is a blatant hypocrisy in that that I find somewhat amusing. Like. Very few of us are truly innocent of ever sexually objectifying someone else and let’s just be honest about that. Not to mention the objectification of Jung Kook’s every body part that has been happening recently, even up to as recently as the promotions for this specific song. Like… hang on a minute. We can all collectively drool over and go feral for and zoom in on his shirtless chest and talk about his waist and his nipples and his belly button but… god forbid he shares a song with someone doing the same thing? Idk maybe I’m oversimplifying.

- The “girl”!! Oh, people are gonna be mad. Why can’t he always only ever sing his songs to a faceless genderless “you”?! Because A) he is not writing these songs and requesting a gender change to a song that someone else wrote would be a declaration. B) I’ve said it before but it’s entirely possible he is into women. Again, he didn’t write this one but in a recent performance he did intentionally swap out a pronoun that he could have skipped and so let’s not make too much of it but let’s also not ignore him over and over again for the sake of our own beliefs. Not with bi visibility day still in the rear view 🥲 C) His behavior toward and about Jimin has not changed so I have not changed my attitude toward their relationship. Simple as that. D) he did not write this song. If he is queer he is closeted. Chill out.

- I want more for him, I’ll just say it! Lol. I think he has so much musical potential and right now it feels like we’re just waiting for him to actually come into it. But I do love the choreography, the boy band vibes, the confidence. I think I’m appreciating Left and Right more and more as time goes on; that seemed like a really excellent creative fit and the concept was so fun. But maybe I’m projecting my wishes onto him. It’s his career, not mine 😅 he is his own person, he doesn’t owe me a damn thing.

That’s all for now, just sort of felt like word vomiting this morning instead of doing anything productive. Would love to hear others’ thoughts!

[aromanticgarbage]

If Joji decides to retire this year, do you think your obsession with him will end? Or would you still follow all his old stuff and that will keep you going?

He retired from social media already, youtube as well and he won't be coming back to any of that, let's be honest. All is left is his music, and I personally feel like he's over it. Not only the tiring/ repetitive touring, but the set path of the music industry where you don't just create stuff for fun but it's expected of you every few years> tour > rinse and repeat.

Just trying to have a convo, we like to hear your opinions :)

First of all, I don't think that he is going to retire any time soon? The man has been making music nonstop (comedic or not) since he was a preteen AND at this point in his life its his main source of income. He has talked in several interviews in 2018 and then again in 2020 about having philanthropic goals, wanting to help in the medical field and stuff but not having the funds for it yet (x). Assuming that he still has those goals and he hasnt suddenly gotten bored of music (a thing he has loved since he was a kid) i just cant see him suddenly retiring. There's a chance that maybe he wont keep up with his "new album every two years" pattern but i personally wouldn't be mad about that. I know that people love to complain about him not dropping music often enough but from my perspective, two years isn't a long time to wait for a new album. I listen to Fiona Apple too and she drops new music once every eight years. I listen to bands who broke up decades ago and bands whose main vocalists committed suicide before i was even born. Waiting doesn't mean anything to me. Also im so late to the party, i have a literal decade of his old and more recent content to get through (music, comedy, all of it).

Second of all, my obsession with him will fade away eventually either way !!! Ive been obsessed with many things (media, shows, musicals, music artists etcetera etcetera) over the years, i know how this works. Last year i was listening to the 2006 cast recording of company the musical starring Raúl Esparza everyday Non Stop. At some point i moved on to other things. Doesn't mean that i don't still smile whenever a song from this musical makes its way onto my spotify queue, or whenever a new photo of Raúl gets posted online. Unless something bad happens that sours the experience for me (most notable example: harry p*tter) i always think fondly of my past hyperfixations. Plus I genuinely love Joji's music. Im not in it just for his cute face !!! I will probably always have a soft spot for these songs even if (emphasis on if) he drops off the face of the earth and never releases anything ever again.

When it comes to his retirement from social media (permanent or temporary) all i honestly have to say about it is this: GOOD for him. Instagram is hell. Twitter is a fucking cesspool that has given me a headache every single one of the five (5) times ive dared to try and use it. If you use twitter routinely, my trust on your character automatically lessens, sorry. And since i only ever unfollow artists on insta for uploading TOO often I don't really have an issue with his inactivity. I wasn't a fan of his when he was still active on his socials, I don't have the experience necessary to miss this. I'm enjoying his old posts and that's good enough for me.

When it comes to youtube, he is definitely never going back to filthy frank that one is a fact and people who act like he would even want to are delusional. Sorry. Nonetheless, Plummcorp is a thing that has been going on for a while now, and even tho personally i haven't really gotten into it, Joji's involvement in it is undeniable. We will probably never know how involved in it he actually is and he will most definitely never show his face on that channel. Still, he is back on youtube in a way and thats also a fact. Even if he's keeping things lowkey (as is his right).

And to go back to the music !!! The tours he is probably really tired of, that one i feel like it's true. A lot of artists probably are, travelling around for months on end can't be easy. I remember Mitski being particularly open about how shitty they made her feel. There was also this old interview where he explicitly said that he is not cut out for the tour life, ("i like to sleep and i like to be alone a lot" x ). That was very early in his career (2017). And taking the fact that he had to cancel some of his shows last year for medical reasons, its important to take into account the fact that his health problems don't make any of this easier for him. I have no way of knowing what his opinion is on the music industry but hes been working on music for years now (even before he really started his solo career) and it was his literal childhood dream to work in this industry. He probably knew how it works before he got into it fulltime.

Tldr: joji can do whatever he wants forever. Im okay either way.

Anyway those have been my two cents !!! Thank you for your questions, they were very interesting.

[andivmg]

(big paragraph rant ahead thanks to madison beer’s memoir)

okay so i finished reading The Half of It today and i have a lot of thoughts. but i’m gonna post just the pages that spoke to me the most in regard to online stuff and rant

i remember 2021 as being literally one of the worst years of my life this far because of twitter (obviously a bunch of personal stuff too but yk). to this day i’m mildly afraid of the internet which is very silly but very real. because of the part of the internet i was “famous” in i was forced to see every single thing people wrote about me and at first it was super fun super cool but it very quickly shifted into people picking me apart for everything i did or said. then i started associating myself with my ex and his circle of people and it only got worse. their audience was welcoming at first but after a week i would see people call me annoying and a pick me on a daily basis. and this was before i got “called out” for some stuff i don’t wanna get into now because i feel like it has been discussed enough but iykyk. so when that happened people latched onto that and to this day i still get the one off rude message about it. and when people tried to stick up for me i was reduced to sex. which was so demeaning in so many different ways. like the only reason i would ever be worth defending was because of my “pussy”. like that was the only thing about me that mattered. and as a woman on TWITCH of all places i was already hearing that enough. it was even more infuriating knowing that my male counterparts had done so much worse than me and faced maybe half the backlash. and even then had their mistakes and behaviors excused to the point of them not having to own up to them at all. as a woman of color i was held to a much higher standard than a lot of my peers. i was expected to know everything and to never make a mistake. so yeah, i wish i had been kinder to myself at the time. because no matter how mean the internet was to me, i was meaner. at the time it literally felt like my life was over. i would go online and only read bad things about myself. it was such a small group of people though, but i was so chronically online that it felt like the whole world was against me. and it sounds dumb and self centered but it’s how it felt as a teenage girl whose whole life was centered around twitter, tiktok, and twitch. once a big group of us went to universal and i tried to stay out of as many pictures as possible. whenever a fan would approach us as a group i would always offer to take the picture for them because i didn’t want to be in any of them. my friends told me i was being dramatic but i was trying to avoid what ended up happening anyway. people quote tweeting the pictures and making comments about me. i expected every fan that came up to either not know who i was (ideally), or worse, to know and hate me.

madison also talked a lot about being paranoid about her personal life being leaked online and talked about and i felt that deeply as well. once on stream i accidentally showed my lock screen (a picture of me and my ex) for like half a second. then immediately after, i ended stream and deleted the vod along with most of the clips but people had already had seen it and a week later my ex called me up mad as hell because people were posting screenshots of it on twitter and he was not happy about it. people were speculating on our relationship and making fun etc. and i just felt so powerless. like nothing i could do or say would change their mind. now i realize it literally does not matter what people say.

anyway yeah clearly madison’s book brought back a lot of memories for me. it was honestly oddly comforting to read. i know so many people that have gone through similar things and it’s never handled well by anyone involved. i feel a lot more comfortable talking about it now and especially here because i know it won’t become a huge thing since i’m irrelevant now and this is old drama. it’s just nice to write to the void sometimes (you guys aren’t a void i promise but yk what i mean). but yeah i’m over most of the stuff that happened that year. my therapist is amazing and helped me through it all. and now i can talk about it without feeling any type of way. it is something that happened. and i am okay now.

in conclusion, i love madison beer

[69misato69]

Now We're Even (Thoma x Ayato) ✦ 3k, smut

archive of our own ✦ twitter

masterlist pinned on my profile !

thoma’s working class rage is acting up so he has to destroy his employer’s asshole for revenge

cw: unprotected gay sex, anal sex, ejaculation, blowjobs, verbal degradation, pain, bruises

Top Thoma x Bottom Ayato

writer's note: explicit +18 content, please view at your own risk. thank you, have fun !

Thoma sighed at the knock on his door and scraped himself off the bed. With a swift swing, he was faced with Ayato and the unfamiliar sight of him in casual clothing. “Don’t you think it’s a little indecent to answer the door like this?” Ayato was quick to jest, looking up at the housekeeper’s tired eyes and then down at his exposed body. 

“I’d say it’s more indecent to disturb someone this late.”

“May I come in?” Ayato disregarded the exhaustion and frustration in Thoma’s voice. He was an expert at reading the room but he rarely cared. He never had to, the room adapted to him , not the other way around. 

Thoma didn’t shift an inch as Ayato stepped in and closed the door behind him, which barely left any room for him to move. His back was still brushing against the warm wooden surface while his chest brushed against Thoma’s. He looked up with a soft gaze, “Come on Thoma, let’s play. It was a long day.”

Thoma placed his hands on his hips in frustration, “Oh? Easy for you to say after sitting around cracking jokes the whole time.” Ayato held in a chuckle, trying to shake off the idea that Thoma looked like an angry mom. 

“Are you mad at me for going into meetings?”

“I’m mad because you overwork me for your pleasure while you sit back and relax.” 

Ayato leaned forward, feeling how warm Thoma was, he looped his arms through the housekeeper’s bent elbows and wrapped them around his waist. “But you look so cute running around saying ‘yes, my lord’ to everything.” Ayato pressed a kiss onto his neck before whispering with a libertine tone, “Though, if you really are that angry, why not take it out on me?”

“Trust me, it wouldn’t end well for you.”

“I’m sure I can take it. Besides, pent-up anger is terrible for your complexion.”

Thoma scoffed, Ayato could tell exactly what he was thinking, he’s talking about skincare at a time like this? “Shit like this is why all of us want to switch with Ayaka’s assistants.” Thoma snapped. It was partially true, working for Ayato was definitely not easy, but he didn’t go as hard on anyone as he did when the subject was Thoma. 

He didn’t have a choice but to oblige in front of the entire clan so he worked to fulfill Ayato’s ridiculous requests all day. But of course, everything came with a price, and Ayato surely paid for all of it when the sun disappeared over the hills. When the night fell, Thoma took revenge for all the inconveniences the commissioner added to his day, one by one. The darkness would pull a veil over Ayato’s daily concerns of protecting his image as he would unravel on the sheets, indulging Thoma and catering to his every need. 

It was now an unspoken order of business for the two, when Ayato purposefully asked Thoma to run an unnecessary and vain errand his mind would immediately drift off to the price for it, bargaining with pleas, tears and moans, getting paid in handprints, bitemarks and delicious, mind-bending agony. His domain was the day, but the night was when the wolves came out to hunt, and Ayato certainly didn’t mind being an easy prey. 

“Well, not all of you.” he replied, fingers running down Thoma’s back, “If you hate it so much, why not quit? Every other clan would kill to have you.” he continued. Thoma held his wrists, releasing himself from the lock and pinned them on the door next to both sides of Ayato’s hips. With a step forward, the commissioner was now pressed between the two planes. “Ah, but I can’t find a slut like you anywhere else, can I, Ayato?” Thoma purred next to his ear. 

Ayato couldn’t see his face but he surely could hear the vile smirk forming on his lips. “You flatter me.” he said, hiding away his excitement with a calm tone. Thoma chuckled, he stuck out the tip of tongue to leave a wet trail from right below Ayato’s ear down to his collarbone. He licked his lips and hummed happily at the taste. “Go, on your knees.” he pointed at the floor right beside the bed. 

Ayato only then realized that he was holding his breath. It felt like an evaluation when Thoma buried his nose or mouth in his neck, though he never denied Ayato of his care, he couldn’t help but feel that everytime Thoma did it, it was to make sure that it was really him . As if any other visual and audio cue could be misleading, but how Ayato’s delicate skin tasted, the scent that lingered on his nostrils, it would always be the same. They could never be replicated or fabricated. 

“As you wish.” Ayato cooed and headed for the bed, he stripped down to his underwear with slow movements, feeling Thoma’s piercing gaze over his body, and then gradually sank to his knees on the floor. Thoma stood right in front of him as Ayato held onto his waist, lowering his underwear while he left kisses on his hip bones and groin. He settled on the bed, his erection growing more as Ayato’s movements got sloppier, he was barely pulling away for air and instead devouring all that he could land his lips on. No aim and no consistency, like he was offered dinner after being starved for hours. 

Thoma grabbed a handful of his hair and swung him back harshly, “Somebody’s a little excited.” he remarked with a grin, Ayato’s expression was much more submissive, traces of the dominance he tried to assert slowly fading away as his focus shifted to pleasing the strawberry blonde in front of him. Thoma parted the commissioner’s lips with his index finger and slid his head onto his own shaft. “It’s not food, is it? Do it properly.” he spoke with a belittling tone. 

He knew Ayato hated feeling like he was doing a bad job, so he was generous to use the element of shame in a strategic manner. As always, he heard a frustrated, muffled hum from the commissioner’s stretched lips. He wrapped his tongue around, moving back and forth with precision for a few minutes but then catching an unsteady rhythm. His eyes looking up with lust were now closed, eyelids twitching every time Thoma’s tip impaled the back of his throat. 

Thoma’s head was tilted back, he enjoyed the view and the warmth of Ayato’s mouth but he held himself from moaning, refusing to give him the satisfaction. Ayato pushed all the way forward, squeezing the housekeeper tightly with loud gags and spit dripping from the sides of his lips. Thoma was still silent, gripping onto the sheets as Ayato held the position, it must be killing him , Thoma thought, though he didn’t give in. Eventually he pulled away, gasping for air, chest heaving rapidly, he nuzzled his face on the housekeeper’s abdomen, palms on his knees as he tried to push himself onto his lap. 

Thoma grabbed his shoulders and harshly slammed him back on his knees, Ayato grunted in agony as the shockwave spread to his entire body. “Stay down, I don’t want your dirty paws on my sheets.” Thoma spat out, “Look at the disgusting mess you made. Will you clean it up yourself? Hm?” he pointed at the pool of Ayato’s drool seeping through the cracks in the floorboard. 

Thoma lifted his reddened face by holding his chin, “No, of course not. Spoiled brat.” he demeaned. Ayato was still out of breath, now in pain, he felt like a dog that was being abashed for pissing on the bed but he adored every second of it. The way Thoma looked at him, a gaze decorated with mockery and desire, it made Ayato wonder how far he would go. So he spoke, out of line, knowing very well that he wasn’t supposed to. 

“Well, you’re the one that’s spoiling me.”

Thoma’s hand momentarily left his chin, landing on his cheek in the form of a harsh, abrupt slap. Ayato let out a sharp exhale, “Did I say you could talk?” Thoma’s voice blended in with the painful ringing in his ear. He softly nodded no, the mischievous look quite literally slapped off of his face. “I didn’t think so.” Thoma lifted his face and examined the red handprint burning across the commissioner’s pale skin, “I’ll spoil you all I want. Being an annoying brat is your choice, don’t blame it on me.” he corrected. 

Ayato couldn’t remember a time when he felt more aroused than in that moment, he was so painfully hard that no other form of torture inflicted by Thoma could possibly surpass it. “What are you waiting for? Go on.” Ayato snapped out of his thoughts by the housekeeper’s demanding voice. 

He positioned himself between Thoma’s legs once again, swallowing him whole while pleasure overshadowed his senses. He knew he had to behave, at least for the time being. It would be so sweet if he could just grind on his leg a little, just some friction, something, anything to release the strain. But if he did that he would probably be tied up for the rest of the night, depraved of what he craved. So he held himself, fought any other urge but to latch onto Thoma with all he had. 

Needy moans and whimpers stayed choked on his throat as tears pooled around his glossy eyes. Thoma scoffed, “What the fuck is up with your face? You’re gonna cum from sucking me off?” Ayato nodded up and down, ashamed and slightly angry. He hated not being able to ask for more, but at the same time he loved being restrained by Thoma. 

“I’m so embarrassed for you sometimes.” the blonde kept humiliating him. “If only you’d been a good boy today, maybe I’d let you cum. But you weren’t, were you?” he leaned forward, brushing the silver-blue fringe away from Ayato’s face, “You were a pain in the ass, as always.” The commissioner looked up at him desperately, begging and bargaining for his release, just once, please . 

“Finish me off.” 

Thoma wasn’t feeling very merciful at the moment, he leaned back nonchalantly and Ayato diligently worked to get him off. His efforts eventually paid off as Thoma pushed his head forward, spilling down his throat with a low groan. Ayato moaned at the warm feeling, swallowing all of it and then licking his lips in delight. 

“Well your mouth is good for one thing, at least.” Thoma quipped. Ayato’s brows furrowed. “Oh, you disagree? Go ahead, talk. Let’s find out what happens next.” the blonde teased him further. Ayato was biting down on his tongue, he was hardly the most talkative person in the clan but when Thoma provoked him like this constantly, it became excruciatingly hard to shut up. 

“Come on Ayato, don’t you wanna tell me off?” 

The commissioner squeezed his fists, standing his ground no matter how hard it was. Thoma kept looking at him with a daring look, until suddenly his expression softened slightly. He patted the bed, “Good. Come here.” 

Ayato’s eyes sparkled, he didn’t waste a second before settling on the spot Thoma touched. He rested his back on the headboard as the blonde sat across from him. Thoma took off his underwear, the last piece of fabric separating them. As he slid it from Ayato’s legs he pressed kisses onto the bruises beginning to form around his knees. 

The stinging was definitely not helping Ayato, he was getting more and more turned-on and worst of all was that Thoma could see him get visibly harder by the second. “You look pathetic.” the blonde remarked condescendingly. Ayato was sniveling with every kiss and every light brush of the housekeeper’s fingers against his skin. Thoma moved up to his thighs, squeezing, kneading and kissing.

Ayato could feel every inch of his body burning up, his sighs turned into moans, moans into whimpers, whimpers into needy cries as Thoma’s mouth explored everywhere but the place that required it most. “How badly do you want it?” he pulled away, intrigued and aroused by all the sounds leaving the commissioner’s lips. 

Ayato spread his legs to the sides, tears rolling down his cheeks, he was involuntarily humping the bed, writhing and squirming. Thoma’s pretty eyes were now corrupted with deviant desires, he grabbed Ayato by the waist harshly and growled, “Oh how they bow for you and straighten up their clothes, if only they knew what a twisted piece of shit you were.” 

He let out a gasp as Thoma swiftly pulled his body under him and began lubing himself up. Ayato hated being prepped, he loved feeling like he was about to burst when Thoma first entered him, he liked the stretch, the sensation of being filled up to the brim. On days where they were lazy, Thoma would lay on his back and set Ayato on his chest, fingering him for hours. Not as an appetizer, but as the main course. He would play with his esteemed commissioner just the way he liked it, making Ayato orgasm over and over again until he almost forgot his own name. 

But right now, what he needed most was to be one with Thoma, taking in all of him and staying like that for as long as he could. Thoma lined up with his entrance quickly and teased the hole with his tip. Ayato hissed just by the contact, he was trembling eagerly, looking up with a needy look and a parted mouth. 

Thoma fixed his position with his hands and pushed in, one undivided motion, Ayato didn’t seem to be bothered, he was fully immersed in a state induced by the pleasure and pain that made him perfect for Thoma. After getting comfortable he started thrusting in and out with a light curve in his hip motions that drove Ayato insane. His back was arched, pupils rolling back and hands all over his own body, one hand playing with his nipples and the other wrapped around his cock. 

He bit down on his lip, twisting the hardened tips of his nipples and squirming even more intensely while moaning Thoma’s name over and over again. “Poor Commissioner, can’t even keep his hands to himself.” the blonde said playfully, “Or, maybe he’s putting on a show?” he asked, awaiting a response for the first time since the silver-haired man knocked on his door.

Ayato’s eyes darkened, momentarily his pupils met towards the bridge of his nose, Thoma growling at his pink, sweaty and cross-eyed face. “I think you deserve a pretty view, after all that you do for me.” Ayato mewled, “It’s the least I could do, Master .” he purposefully emphasized the last word, instantly feeling Thoma’s dick twitch inside him. 

He dug his nails deep into Ayato’s skin, raising him and flipping him on his stomach. “So many meetings tomorrow. Let’s make sure you’re in agony for all of them, shall we?” Thoma smirked as he slid back inside the commissioner’s puffy hole. Ayato gasped at the sensation, it was an unconventional position, lying flat on his tummy with the blonde stacked right on top.  

As interesting as it was, it only took a few thrusts to knock Ayato out of his senses, Thoma sliding in and out of him with his thighs stuck together, he felt so full, inner walls hugging Thoma tightly. The blonde was also getting more flustered by the minute, fighting the urge to overflow Ayato’s insides with his semen and then watch it drip out slowly. 

Thoma kept going until he was unable to control himself and rapidly pulled out at the last moment. He sat up, dragging Ayato to his lap, he didn’t have much strength in his body, the very limited control he had over his limbs was being used to hang onto Thoma’s shoulders so that he wouldn’t fall off. 

Thoma was determined to mark every facet of Ayato’s skin, his legs and hips were already bruised by his tight grasp, now with occasional rough spanks his handprint was being weaved onto his reddened asscheeks. 

Ayato tried to take it in stride, but the aching between his legs was becoming unbearable. He could feel Thoma getting close as well, from the way the blonde held him even closer to his body, leaving sloppy kisses all over his neck and looking at him with half-lidded eyes. He kept rocking Ayato’s body up and down, back and forth, using him up like a toy up until the point he came inside him with a deep moan that vibrated through Ayato’s spine. 

He felt a single drop peak out of his dick as well but he stopped it immediately. It was so close, he couldn’t back down now. Thoma smirked upon noticing.

“Go ahead.” 

It was only two words, but to Ayato it was the golden ticket. He exhaled, a strong wave of pleasure flowing over his body as he finally felt a sweet release between his legs. Tears began to stream down his face again, this time accompanied by sobs and hiccups. Thoma waited for him to finish, but Ayato didn’t seem to be done. His body was spasming continuously, even though it wasn’t shooting out anymore, cum was still slowly seeping out of his tip. 

“Ayato?” Thoma held onto his waist with a tighter grip and cupped his cheek with his other hand. Ayato looked at him with tearful eyes, trying to speak in between loud sobs and arrhythmic breaths. Thoma shushed him, this time a lot more gently, “Hey, it’s okay, ride it out.” 

It was a thin line, a line that they didn’t cross frequently. Ayato would get so close to losing control that Thoma, for a moment, would be convinced that he had. He finally snapped , the housekeeper would think to himself, a satisfied grin would be painted on his face, the sheer confidence of breaking Ayato’s pride.

But after they were done, Ayato would instantly bounce back with snarky comments and an unfazed expression as a true master of deception, and an expert on pushing Thoma’s buttons. But Thoma had never seen him like this, somehow still leaking semen and twitching uncontrollably. He’d fantasized about Ayato being completely helpless and defeated under him many times, but now that it had actually happened, what he felt wasn’t triumph, but euphoria, completely stripped of the competitive and slightly petty nature of their sexual relationship.

Looking at Ayato he felt true bliss, after almost ten minutes of soothing back rubs and reassuring whispers in his ears, he had finally calmed down. He pulled away with weak movements. Thoma pressed a kiss onto his forehead, “Let’s go wash up.” he offered, but Ayato whined in protest, instead wrapping his arms around the strawberry blonde. Thoma chuckled as he hugged him back, “Alright, alright. Cuddles first.”

[buckys-arm-and-rios-dagger]

God it's fucking wild how someone says one thing to you and it sticks with you forever in a bad way

It's been a year now and every so often my brain decides to remind me that one time in a Bucky Twitter GC I was in one of the people in it had this joke (that had stopped being funny a while ago imo) where they would Photoshop our selfies so we were bald, and they kept sending mine over and over, and one of the people in it called me "not a looker", and when I woke up and saw that and called them all on it everyone acted like it was no big deal and dismissed it as "well maybe they're just saying that because you've been acting weird in chat" and then used the fact I was mad about it as the catalyst to confront me on how I'd been acting in the chat. And I won't minimize, I DID do things that were absolute shit in there and I still feel guilty and have been working to be better. But they mixed genuine concerns with things like "you project too much onto Bucky" and "you only started posting BuckyNat stuff on Twitter after we mentioned liking it" and like...?? They also said that mentioning a situation with a person that had been in the chat was triggering for one of the current members and that I "knew that, but was still bringing it up by saying i didn't want the current situation to turn out like that one". And obviously that's AWFUL, and I hate that I was responsible for triggering someone, but I genuinely did not know that it was a triggering thing for them, and they never said until it was brought up during this.

And like. Looking back a year later I've realized they also sucked too. And again, I KNOW I did shitty things. I know that. But like the instance with the GC member essentially calling me ugly and everyone dismissing it as okay because of my misgivings was definitely a thing, but like. I watched them start to make a fake pro shipping Twitter so they could make fun of the people that followed it (they ended up deleting it bc me and one of the other members said it felt like a bridge too far), I saw the shit they said about people who would leave for a bit for whatever reason until they came back and suddenly they were best friends again. They got mad at me when I said I saw Bucky as Bisexual, going on about how he was "CLEARLY gay" and that I was "projecting onto Bucky because *I'm* Bisexual", and it made me really upset because I felt like I was being shouted down.

I don't know what this is, and I'm purposely being vague about what group it was and names and stuff because I absolutely REFUSE to call people out by name. I have no desire to make it a smear campaign or anything, I just needed to get out the fact that someone said something to me in a Twitter GC I was in that is permanently branded into my brain and has left me feeling more self conscious about my body and my fear that no one will ever see me as beautiful or worthy of love and the one year anniversary of that happening is coming up so it was on my mind.

Again, I KNOW that I did bad things in there. I'm not minimizing and I still feel guilty about them. I'm working on being better. But idk with the privilege of hindsight I also kinda think the entire group was sort of mutually toxic I guess

[coralinehecc]

Corals Monthly Update #3

HOHOHO!! FIRST BLOG POST OF 2023 AND I’M NEARLY 2 WEEKS LATE!!! Super sorry about the long wait! I’ve had tests recently and only got off of school like a few days ago haha! So! Welcome back to my monthly update on what I get up to in my life! Now, before we get into January, I, for the final time, have to tap back into the previous month. Curse past me for thinking the 21st was a good day to start doing these!!! ANYHOW! The rest of December and early January were a BLAST! But lemmie talk about what happened after I made the last update. CHRISTMAS!! I had a great time with my family and I got a bunch of fluffy things cuz that’s apparently the easiest thing to get me now. We also had dinner on Christmas day with my Grandparents like every year. Over-all that day was very fun! I even got drunk playing Minecraft which was funny for everyone in VC. The next few days weren’t anything exciting, however my brother Finn had a bunch of his friends over for his birthday which was chaotic. But the excitement picks back up on the 28th! BECAUSE SKYE AND VI CAME OVER FOR NEW YEARS!! We’ve been planning this since like, June, so it was awesome seeing them again! We did all kinds of stuff from shopping to playing some awesome games! (I am now chronically addicted to Ultra Kill thanks guys)

We even did some baking! Here is our glorious creation I dubbed, “The Jimothy”. 

Overall the rest of December was awesome! I’m glad I got to celebrate New Years with my besties! Overall, I’ll give it a 10/10! Best way to end 2022 >:D Here’s a few more misc photos hehehhehe

NOW! FOR JANUARY!! January started off still vibing with the guys. However they would then go home on the 4th which sucks. But before that, both Skye and I spent a lot of money on consoles that are almost as old as ourselves. They bought a fucking PS Vita and I got a motherfucking Wii. We both had fun with em and I even helped Skye homebrew their Vita since I wanted to put PebbleCD on it (I failed but shut uuup) But yea, sadly the guys had to go and it sucked! But I still had a great time. There’s a bit of a gap here right up until the 12th, where finally, the big event happened. CAREY IN THE HOUSE WENT LIVE!! I had finished it a few days prior but figured I’d build up hype by posting it on that Friday. AND IT SURE WORKED! The video blew up faster than any of my videos before it! I am so happy the response has been overwhelmingly positive. I also love how the only main complaint that was common amongst people was that Careys exaggerated accent was annoying which, yea can’t argue against. For anyone wishing for more CITH content, I did a behind the scenes mega thread over on my twitter if you wanna have a deeper look into the production! I’ll even link it here:  https://twitter.com/Carey_Black_/status/1619731723352444928 Now, to move onto why it took me forever to make an update. My mock exams.. BUT BEFORE THAT!! THERE’S ALSO THE FACT THAT MR WULF AND I WERE ABLE TO ARCHIVE THE ORIGINAL EDDSWORLD BANG BOOM SPLAT PROJECT FILE!!

This all started because Wulf wanted to edit the credits for his arcade BBS build since I was helping him out and since I said SWF modding is hard he just casually asked Psycosis and after seeing his WIP cabinet, gave Wulf the FLA! So a current “BBS arcade version” is in the works by yours truly thanks to both the generosity of Psycosis and the fact that Mr Wulf is a fucking mad man who could stop global warming in a month if he wanted to LOL! Here’s Wulfs finished Cabinet btw!:  https://twitter.com/MrWulfOfficial/status/1622295302685315073 But yea, for real. My mock exams were a pain! For those outside of Ireland or have a different name for em, Mock exams are, well, exams that act like a practice run for your finals. They’re always harder than the actual finals and are usually graded stricter too! Why? Who knows! The Irish education system is a joke. I feel like I did somewhat ok in them anyway? Some were definitely worse than others but overall it was more of an inconvenience. I did get this really cool art piece out of it however.

Exams would later spill over into February and like I said at the start, I finished and got off school a few days ago. Overall, this month was about a 7/10. It was pretty good, especially in the Eddsworld department, but mocks and other personal tid bits I didn’t mention here dragged it down for me. Since February seems to be mostly me being off school, I hope this month will be better haha! Only time will tell! Thank you for reading! And I hope to see you next month!! (Hopefully on time too haha!) 

[arieslost]

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PLS THE THROWING THE FRONT WING WOULD BE ICONIC. a massive penalty their way, but iconic nonetheless. But then again they can’t handle some cuss words like fining Charles 10 000 for a fuck but fining mercedes 5 000 (per car) for tyre pressure change??? WHERE IS THE LOGIC? (needed to rant about that srry)

Actually, I change what I said, fia hater first, McLaren hater 2nd.

Never been a huge lando fan, I respect his driving and got happy when he did good but calling my goat all car??? I understand he’s under pressure and this is stressing for him, he’s been a huge advocate for mental health and I like that, but at the same time he’s stirring the pot with comments, he knows how the media is, giving attention to hateful comments (like the one he liked under his post???) No driver deserves the hate he is getting, but he’s not the only one that gets massive hate. Also some Lando fans make him actually unlikeable

omg don’t even get me started on the fia and their BULLSHIT this past weekend. every time i think they can’t tick me off more, they go and do shit like that. don’t apologize! because i’m still mad too!!!!! the whole “community service/egregious fines for cursing in a press conference” situation is ridiculous and unbelievable.

honestly… calling him all car is wild when it can be argued that he’s in the exact same position. he’s driving a rocket ship but can never hold onto P1 going into T1??? especially because mclaren has prioritized him getting upgrades over oscar. he talks the talk but doesn’t walk the walk, unfortunately.

and i can understand being frustrated about being asked the same question(s) about the championship over and over and over, but the journalists are just doing their jobs and more than likely HAVE to ask those questions. so him being rude to the journalist rubbed me the wrong way too. and i agree— he’s been in this world for years. he knows how all of this works.

i have never and will never condone death threats and to see him getting so much hate is definitely upsetting. i can only hope that the drivers all have good therapists to help them through stuff like this.

his fans remind me of kpop fans... and i say that as a kpop fan who spent a few years on kpop stan twitter. they always go so overboard with their nonsense that they end up embarrassing not just themselves but him as well 🙃

[hotcocoabombb]

archiving my thoughts on sonic 06 with some light revisions since I'm hoping to abandon twitter now :)

Sonic's campaign:

I finally beat Sonic's campaign. Did I enjo- no. Not at all. This was absolute ass. It felt like torture. I forced myself to do this out of curiosity. The last cutscene was nice but Jason is so bleh as Sonic he took me out of it. Elise and Sonic had a good relationship but the rest of the story was dumb, the gameplay was either boring or frustrating, and honestly the only redeeming qualities were the music and the story being laughably bad. So I give Sonic's campaign a 1.5/10, although that could change depending on the other campaigns

Shadow's story:

Just beat shadows campaign. I think past me summed it up well. This was better than Sonics campaign, but in the same way where I'd rather get punched in the face instead of getting punched in the balls. There's no mach speed and no level quite hits the low of Sonic's Kingdom Valley, but overall this just wasn't fun. It was less frustrating and more boring, which honestly I'd take in a heartbeat. Also I don't see why people rave about his characterization in this game so much. Like yeah that sure was how shadow the hedgehog would react in this moment. Nothing groundbreaking, idk why people lose their shit over it all the time. The story is still weak as fuck, mephiles is an awful villian with no presence, and the voice acting is very meh. I'd give it a 2.5/10 overall. Better than Sonic's but not by much.

Silver's Campaign:

I just beat silvers campaign and holy shit he is the best one by FARRRRRR. Sure, silver is slower in a speed platformer, but because 06 controls so awfully the slower speed actually helps the game feel, plus his hover helps how bad mid-air movement feels. And his levels are all fun! The ball puzzle genuinely didn't give me any issues somehow so ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ it's fine lmao. This is still sonic 06, so it's not amazing, but I actually had some fun. 5/10. I might play some of these levels again one day. Onto Last Story!

Last Story/Final Thoughts:

Unfortunately the energy from Silvers campaign didn't carry over. End of the World is rage inducing making you use all of the broken characters that aren't fun to control, and the final boss is boring, but functional at the very least. On its own that gets a 3/10. As for the game itself, Sonic 06 is like the kid who fails every exam. Like you can tell he's trying but it's just disappointing yet expected at a certain point. Everything good in this game would be SO much better if you experienced it in any other Sonic game. The only thing this game has going for it is Silver's Campaign, which isn't even that good, it's just relatively better than the rest imo. All of this leads to me just feeling like I wanted to play any other game in this franchise, and it just made me feel like i was slowly decending into madness. I'm glad I played it, even if just to give myself the experience, but outside of a few levels from Silver's campaign I never wanna touch this game again. This is the 2nd biggest exercise in frustration I've ever had, and I'm not exactly chomping at the bit to play it. Onto the story. It's terrible. Aside from Silver, who may just be my favorite Sonic character now, this whole game just has awful writing. When they try to pull emotional moments at the end, they didn't land bc I didn't care. Sonic dying is actually the dumbest fucking part of this game. His death scene literally made me cackle the first time I saw it. Frontiers ending pre-update 3 handles this better, and that was rushed beyond belief. Every part of this story thats "good" is, once again, better in any other sonic game. People rave about Shadows writing but honestly it's only slightly above sonics, and way worse than silvers. It may sound like I'm trying to be contrarin but this is seriously how I feel. But TLDR, Sonic 06 is one of the most dreadful experiences I've ever had. I was begging it to end by the time I reached the end of sonics campaign, but instead it dragged itself out for 2 more tedious campaigns, an ending that underwhelmed more than frontiers, a shitty final boss, and made me never wanna touch my 360 again. 3.5/10. The only reason it's not lower is because of Silvers campaign, and the music. Never again

[dallasareaopinion]

Stand up to social media bullying to it’s face!

Sounds wonderful, some kind of righteous fight against injustice except how do you stand up to social media bullying to it’s face when much social media especially bullying is anonymous.

As stated by thousands of articles, people and just what you read, social media bullying is a real problem. And what could it even mean standing up to it’s face?

Social media bullying at a basic level has people telling you how wrong you are, you know nothing, you belong to the wrong side, your side is evil, comments about your appearance, etc.

And do not get me wrong, if you wanted to give me constructive criticism of my writing I welcome it. Yet nowadays you cannot receive constructive criticism. It is all negative to true hate of you just because you expressed an opinion. Opinions of opinions can be good if well thought out, or even based on some underlying principles. Today though speak your mind and the flood gates of hades will open. And worse too many responses are just hate. Very few people even try to address your point or make a counter point.

“X” what use to be Twitter is a cesspool some of the time or it is people only posting to their followers to get more likes. You can say anything no matter the facts because if you are popular enough people will still click that little heart.

And then there is the real bullying. Where for some reason someone is attacked by a few people to a multitude. And this goes beyond the political realm where certain politicians are denigrated by the other side to the point of stupidity and madness. No one says anything except how _______ is that person. I am talking about where someone takes their own live or tries.

If we could find a way to stand up to that type of bullying it would be wonderful. Yet how? Again it is mostly anonymous. And with teenagers can we even track it down and worse if you have any knowledge of who it ends up being after the fact most of the time. And this is especially true since most social media bullying is around something embarrassing or perceived to be embarrassing so people don’t want to report it

Could you legislate something? Maybe but what? Hold people accountable if their bullying leads to harm, maybe manslaughter, but again how and what. And since many legislators are more interested in being popular than legislating or holding onto to their self perceived power a person cannot expect anything anytime soon.

And I don’t want to create a police state on social media either. Yet this problem shows deeper rooted issues with our society since it happens enough to make the news. So how do you balance privacy and certain privileges with the need to protect people and identify people harming others with their attacks on social media. A libertarian’s nightmare to say the least, even though I am not that much of one.

How does our society empower victims to alleviate this problem? By the fact that this is a much written topic and keeps happening shows we have a long way to go.

I might offer some way for people that receive social media posts directly or about them be able to find out who is behind the posts. It would be a more enhanced version of being able to have caller ID. Which by the way is a joke. Go back and put some teeth in that people who are the receiver of a call have every right to know who is calling. Telemarketers and others shouldn’t be allowed to call indiscriminately. Whatever technology to toughen that legislation up could be used to help with the social media problem. Or at least that is a start. And maybe a way to report offending posts anonymously to authorities if desired. This way someone can address the poster without any embarrassment to the bullied individual. This might help teenagers obtain the help they need in combatting an attack for some perceived slight or whatever.

Anyway just a thought, but something needs to be done. It is so scary to read about someone taking their life just because someone can take advantage of them anonymously or through some scam. How many times must we read stories about people being scammed for money over something embarrassing or not thinking and then a threat of a picture being posted online? Sure common sense would help prevent some of these problems, but a person shouldn’t be put into such distress that you harm yourself over these matters. I cannot fathom what type of world my grandchildren are living in that I would have to worry about this for them, yet as a parent or grandparent it is a real concern. I just hope we, as the elders, communicate with them well enough that they can come to us when needed. Unfortunately you may never know until it is too late.

[gleefullypolin]

I am still highly distracted by the spoilers and suffering for it but hearing that both Obi Wan is done after ep4 and that the carriage scene is also in ep4, I think a lot of the over the top yelling about Kenebling I saw was a touch dramatic.

(not that I am also not dramatic, I am and will continue to be so)

I haven't read or thought much on Penelope possibly having a dream but if she does...good for us, ha. I know the metadata said a dream in ep2 but in my head (and the way I'd write a fic) it would be near the end of the ep to bookend the brothel scene at the front to contrast both how he acts with her and his feelings for her over the episode. Cue wake up scene and fade to black for a mini cliffhanger before going into the 3rd ep where that garden scene is supposed to be for real. What a ride it's going to be.

Knowing we get some serious yearning, jealousy, horny jail vibes and they pretty much have to be eps 2-4 before the carriage scene that's so much to work in through 3 episodes, Obi Wan feels so much more like a plot device than anything else at this point.

Oh they are so angry about the promo. Every time I open twitter I see a new and offensive bad take on why we're getting promo but they didn't (in 2022, with the pandemic restrictions still going strong no less). It's nasty behavior and says a lot more about them than it does about s3. Truly one season per couple is perfect. No pressure to break them up for drama, no storylines fading and feeling hugely OOC or painful for almost a whole season just to act like the huge conflict never happened because they're moving onto the next one. I will happily let the next couple take the spotlight and all the better if I manage to get invested in them along the way.

20 years? That's so impressive! Adulting and too much of it, I agree, but impressive nonetheless.

I am so distracted and still searching down holes I probably would never go down to find more spoilers LOL! But I need all of them. I did see that we only get Obi Wan in 1, 3 and 4. And I would be good with that. I saw the Carriage spoiler and girl I died. I saw it ends on a cliffhanger and I will say I do have a rule about no cliffhangers because they give me the GREATEST anxiety there is. So as soon as episode ends I will be back down my spoiler hole for episode 5.

I think if you look up the word dramatic in the dictionary (something they definitely had when I was younger) it would have my name listed there. I read something that brothel scene number 1 happens in episode 2 and that brother scene number 2 didn’t come until episode FOUR! FOUR!!! I said. Yes I got dramatic again. I might have dropped to my knees in true Darth Vader style and yelled NOOOOOOO! But then I said Stacy…and Yes I talk to myself a lot…I said Stacy shut the front door, it will be ok. And then I was fine. Because then I remembered that no one knows really anything past episode one and we are all making stuff up in our heads and getting paranoid now.

I think its going to be fun and games and yearning and pining with a pinch of annoying there is this other suitor who likes veggies hanging out in the back for a couple of episodes and then all of a sudden episode 4 there is going to be some serious shit going down. And whatever happens in that one is going to be the ballgame. Because I noticed we only got like 3 screenshots from that episode. Like two of her in her dress dancing with Lord Kenobi at the ball and her serious face as he’s talking to her. And then Colin all angry and serious on the stairs…so what the hell goes down in 4 because damn. That’s where it all goes sideways and they end up literally sideways in a carriage!

I saw more beautiful promo today of Nic and Newts in Australia and it made me just flutter and flurry and not care that everyone was angry about it because it was so sweet and pure that you have to be mad and crazy to be angry about it. The things I have read that they keep saying about them is just trash and not nice. I’m happy it’s one season because if you focus on a couple for too long, writers have a tendency to screw it up by adding in dumb things to keep the story interesting like new love interests or fake drama that no one asked for. I’ve watched too many Ryan Murphy shows to trust writers. I want to see them happy and sexed up next season and running off to find a room. Maybe Colin can throw in a couple lines of “My wife” to make me giggle too.

I was ok with 20 years until my co workers told me it was like 41,600 hours of my life…though I’m pretty sure a lot of those hours were sneaking off to read fanfiction too.

[ericeffiorg]

"it's very obvious that they were not planned." and he's already spoken about how not only were they supposed to originally kiss in 1x05, but that if it weren't for the chemistry between their actors, the show would have went a lot differently. endgame or not, acting like they weren't ever going to be at least explored on kind of makes you look a bit delusional. any tv watcher would be able to tell you that the one couple with unfinished business will always end up getting a chance in the spotlight. it's one of the biggest tropes that constantly gets used. and if they weren't endgame, you know damn well rini was not going to be based on how they were written in season 2 episode 1 alone. the cracks were always there. you were just too biased to see them.

"they basically stopped talking after 2x6 and she went all in for ej and he went all in for nini." and what actually ended up happening was that they had to physically remove ricky from gina's storyline in order to make a relationship with any other male character work, and when ej stopped stepping up, you were somehow surprised that a relationship that had rebound all over it failed even after gina kept emphasizing how she doesn't get things right the first time. and if ricky deleting nini's comments and lashing out on her meant "going all in", i fear for what you consider to be healthy depictions of relationships.

"they only made the switch because olivia left after s2, and they didn't know that she was going to bc drivers license blew up right before they wrapped." yet before they wrapped, three episodes in (all filmed and written before drivers license) rini's miscommunication problems were only getting worse by the episode. even if you were rooting for them in season 1, there's no way you saw a positive ending coming for them in season 2. i accept some forms of delusion because it tends to work out sometimes, but what exactly were you holding onto by that point? and how much of it was actually you just liking nini as a character more than anyone else. you can't convince me you like ricky. so what exactly was the motivation?

anyways, no excuse or speculation will make rina not endgame. complain about the technicalities all you want. it's not amounting to anything. and maybe re-read some of those post season 1 interviews. they're more telling than you might think.

this is so awkward because you act like i'm mad because i'm a rini shipper when if you look at what i said i was actually rooting for rina (literally go into my rina tag and you'll see lol) but my actual issue was how poorly handled rina was after season 2 and how forced it felt. there was a way to make them work because it is a fact that they only happened because of olivia leaving (which is fine, every tv show needs to adapt to actors leaving) but they shoved all these phony backstories and ruined the build up for portwell (who i didnt care for) and then shoved all the other character's development aside just so they can put ricky and gina's love story at the forefront. they ruined ej's development and even made ricky become a total asshole just so they can make rina make sense and yet the only people who cared for them were the twitter fandom, because that's who tim based all of his decisions on.

and we know rina were gonna be explored because they literally were where did i deny that??? they were explored for the first season and a half but then they ended them and made both of them move on. and ricky and nini ending on bad terms at the end of season 2 doesn't mean they weren't going to be explored as most endgame couples tend to only really have their time in the sun during the last season anyway. but the difference is that rini were still in a story together, whereas rina barely spoke for four episodes so i'm really not sure what you thought you were cooking but we need to get you out the kitchen cos BOOOOOO

[pasteldragonqueen]

Hi. This is my first time request. I love your Shxtou fic so much. Can i have a soft top Shoto who got mad at us for calling him "Bottom"? It kinda fun when the little puppy is angry. ( I have angry breakup sex kink lol). Thank you so much. Shxtou x reader fics are so rare. Please keep going ❤️

Credit pic: @matemi (Twitter)

OOO YOU LUCKY I'M A HARD BOTTOM 😩

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Good Puppy Gone Bad

Rated: NSFW/18+

Pairing: Shxtou/Female Reader

Words: 4k

Tags: Riding, personality changes, spanking, doggy style (...get it? 😏), Shoto being soft at the end

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You panted from your position above him, hands braced on his chest while your hips undulated and rocked. The blush on his face was so cute, his soft purple hair sticking on the top of his head from sweating. His hands kept trying to reach for you but you swatted them away each time, the grin on your face just a touch on the condescending side.

“Is my poor little puppy desperate to touch, hmm?” You cooed gently, punctuating the words with snaps of your hips that had Shoto’s back arching off the bed beneath you both.

One of your hands left his chest and slid back to your clit, circling and playing with it just the way you liked to make you come undone. The rest of your body lowered until your lips hovered over his, your soft gasps and groans mixing with his own in the space just between you. 

“Shoto, cum for me-” You demanded as you manually squeezed your muscles around his cock, the groan leaving him making your mouth water. His hips bucked up into you and you felt him empty into you, the familiar warmth oozing back down from the weight of gravity.

Your fingers circled your clit as you chased your own release, senses heightened from the feeling of Shoto filling you. Just as you felt the tightness just above your pelvis become overwhelming, threatening to break and give you that release you craved, you found it ripped from you.

Suddenly your face was in the soft pillows that had cushioned Shoto’s own head just moments ago. You felt Shoto’s dick tease your hole from behind, gently prodding and running the head in a circle around it. When you tried to turn your head, anger creeping at your orgasm being ripped away, a smack to your ass had you yelping instead.

“You think I’m just your little puppy, do you?” He eased inside slowly until his pelvis met the curve of your ass. “That you can just tease me over and over, humiliate me even?”

The pace he set was agonizingly slow, Shoto taking his time while you slowly came down from the edge instead of tumbling off of it. Just as you were about to complain or yell, you didn’t know what was going to come out of you, he pushed in all at once roughly and let out a loud groan.

Shoto began to ease out slowly but slammed into you harshly, pushing the breath from your lungs. Slowly but surely, he picked up the pace until he was at a near-feral pace.

“Where’d all your confidence go, little girl?” You weren’t able to answer him from your place under him. Every time you tried to speak he fucked you harder until you could barely think beyond the sensation of him filling you over and over again.

“You were so mouthy a minute ago. Dog got your tongue?”

Drool was leaking from your mouth onto the sheets below, eyes fluttering to the back of your head, just like your cunt fluttered around his cock. You felt a hand slowly snake around your hips and dip between your legs to play with your clit. A pleasured whimper left your mouth when he played with your bud just the way you liked. The cliff loomed ahead of you and your approach was more rapid and intense than before since your first one was ripped away.

He managed to touch and fuck all the right places to bring you teetering on the edge while not quite falling over the lip into pleasure. You whimpered and writhed beneath him until he curled over your back, his mouth by your ear.

“Just let go, babe~.” He whispered before biting into the juncture of neck and shoulder, cock seating inside of you to paint you a second time.

You cried out as your cunt clenched around him hard, pulsating and gripping him, trying to keep him inside. His hips made a few final thrusts and you felt his nails dig into your hips and you were sure they would leave small crescent marks and bruises in their wake.

He gently released you and brought you onto your side with him while he surrounded you completely. You felt his cock soften inside slowly and slip out. Gentle words were whispered in your ear as he stroked your hair until you fell asleep, smiling when you felt him kiss the back of your neck and the ghosting of “I love you” caressing your skin.

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I give permission for people to repost if you want. There's barely any Shxtou x Reader books tbh