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[reunitedinterlude]

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[doufupuff]

[teddybeartoji]

18+ mdni; gn!reader + piss kink

you love following toji around the house while talking his ears off. he's making his coffee and you're drinking, telling him about the book you've been reading. he's watching the tv and you're curled on his lap, whispering fun facts about the movie that's playing on the screen. he's doing pushups and you're laying down beside him, counting his reps for him (you mess up the numbers just to have him roll his eyes at you with a smirk.)

whatever room he's in – you're there. he can't get rid of you but it's not like he even wants that. he likes the attention, he loves how much you want his. and he loves listening you, so he really doesn't mind. he thinks of you like a little kitten, jogging after him the second he pushes himself off the couch. it's sweet.

until—

he marches into the bathroom and you're right on his heel, rambling about your day. toji looks at you through the mirror, curious as to when you're going to realize that you're now in the bathroom with him. but he doesn't say anything other than a little raspy "yeah?" at whatever you just said.

he stands in front of the toilet and raises the lid while watching you plop down onto the counter right next to him without a care in the world. he raises a brow, his scarred lip quirking up into a sly smirk.

your eyes are on him. you're smiling, too.

you know exactly what you're doing.

toji's hands unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants, all while keeping eye-contact. he wants to see how far you're willing to go.

you don't stop talking; cocking your head to the side and leaning forward, you tempt him. he doesn't miss the way your thighs press together and the way you bite down on your lip. you're not smooth at all. that only makes him love you even more – you're just as nasty as he is.

it's getting harder and harder to keep your eyes on his now though... he has pulled down his pants and underwear and you wanna look at it. your sentences are drawn out, your words are starting to mix up.

"c'mon, keep going."

you wanna hate how smug he is. how cocky, how arrogant. but you can't, because the only thing you can think about right now is taking his fat cock balls deep down your throat. your lips part at the thought and toji groans under his breath.

sweetly fluttering your eyelashes at him, you continue mumbling about your day. you can't surpress the hum that crawls up from the depths of your stomach when you finally hear the steady stream of piss hitting the toilet bowl.

you break eye-contact and his chest swells with pride. he can hear your breath hitch, he can almost see your mouth salivate.

"well, aren't you a little pervert, hm?"

your gazes meet again and he expects you to pout at him like you usually do, but no – not this time. lips curling up in a syrupy, sugary way, you purr at him. "ya love it."

toji growls. you're trying to kill him, surely. your eyes are low but still as playful as ever, your thighs pressing together even harder to relieve the growing need between them.

his eyebrows raise when you suddenly jump off the counter and take your place right beside him. eyes glued to his, you blindly reach for his hardening cock. tugging at the nape of his neck with your free hand, you pull him down and press your lips against his. you feel him grin, you feel him twitch in your hand.

he's so warm and he's so big; you give him a few slow, lazy strokes before tucking him back inside his underwear. he tries to pull away from the kiss, clearly a little confused by your actions, but you don't let him.

you nip at his bottom lip and he groans into your mouth. you give his now clothed bulge two very light taps and then you're the one that's pulling away, leaving him chasing after you.

giving him a giggle, you back up and jump back onto the counter. he can't believe you – you really are a little minx, sitting pretty before him while he's now hard and needy with new, hot ideas flooding his mind.

he wants to know what other dirty things you're thinking about, what other fucked up things you'll do for him. what he'll do for you.

— you're in for a long, long night.

[bunbunny02]

OMG!!!!!!

I LOVE THESE SO MUCH

💚💚💚

@bunbunny02 happy birthdayyy !!! heard u like these guys . lol

(id in alt txt)

[heavensincarnate1111]

i hate when people label percabeth as an “enemies to lovers” love story when they are more akin to “rivals to lovers.” like annabeth never hated percy, even in TLT when they first met and annabeth was hung up on the poseidon-athena rivalry, it was mostly just annoyance. i mean, we all had that kid that annoyed us to death for no reason when we were twelve!! plus, she literally said she’d fight with percy no matter what side her mother was on in the SAME BOOK.

let percabeth be the iconic slow burn friends to lovers that it really is!! like annabeth herself said she had a crush on percy since she was twelve, and we all know percy’s oblivious ass had a crush on her since day one (when he literally described her as a pretty girl with princess curls!!)

side note, i love just how twelve year old their beef in TLT is, like percy never necessarily dislikes annabeth, but he makes a couple sassy jabs at the “know-it-all” girl who keeps bossing him around while annabeth cannot stand this clueless boy who just strolled into her life to cause chaos and stir up feelings she’s never felt before

THEY ARE THE BEST SHIP EVER YOUR HONOR!!!!

[phrysic]

everyone say happy bday to @antlertree

[spoopdeedoop]

EVERYBODY SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO @phox-129 RIGHT NEEOOOOOWWWWW

also this ruby n rory doodle

[slushfaerie]

thinking about patrick gently caressing your cheek, running an almost sweet hand through your hair as he fucks you.

you say you're close and he just laughs as he stuffs himself impossibly deeper into your messy cunt.

"think i don't already know? greedy pussy's squeezing me so tight, 's like she's trying to milk me dry. can fuckin' feel it.."

he presses a little kiss to your forehead after he spills inside of you. doesn't think he'll ever get enough of you.

[vampiregway]

phil fake sleeping

[sleepyc63]

its spearmaster time hell yeah baby

story under cut

Spearmaster is Seven Red Suns' only child. They don't have another parent, and were born through IVF. They are very close with Suns. They almost never use their full name unless in a formal situation, otherwise they go by Spears. They're also autistic, and they have a special interest in history, particularly pearls and broadcasts.

Spears had a happy childhood, surrounded by friends, their best friend being Hunter. They dated Artificer in high school, but severed all contact after a messy breakup. They keep in touch with their other friends though, such as Gourmand, Nightwatcher, Survivor and Monk. They've also taken notice of the new scugs in town, Saint and Rivulet (especially rivulet)(guess why). They're aware of their feelings for Rivulet, but are unsure of how to approach them, as their experiences with relationships in the past have left them very reluctant to try again.

Despite loving their parent to death, there is one thing causing conflict between them as of recent,, Suns' new boyfriend, Five Pebbles. They're begrudgingly supportive that their parent has found love,,, but damn do they hate the guy. No deep reason, their personalities just clash.

Besides their issues, Spears makes good money from their job as a mailscug. Not enough to move out and away from their fuckass step-dad, but they're getting there! Jokes aside, they don't plan on moving out of their childhood home anytime soon, and instead have their part time job to save up money for top surgery. They recently graduated from art school, and are building up a portfolio to become a freelance artist. They also sewed their own patches for their jacket, which show off all of their interests.

Balancing all of those hobbies and responsibilities takes a toll on their physical health however,, they've developed a bad habit of pulling all nighters and overworking themselves to exhaustion. Is this healthy? Absolutely not. Will they stop? Absolutely not. Hopefully someone can knock some sense into them before they work themselves to death.

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@churrorat-art

Edit: added a paragraph I forgot in the initial post

[pineappical]

acronyms 💙

[kimdokjas]

even if that means... changing our fate.

TOKYO ALIENS (2020-) by NAOE happy birthday, roy! ♡ @hansooyung

[smileyobrien]

ROM in STAR TREK: LOWER DECKS — 4.06 "Parth Ferengi's Heart Place"

[hotdrinks]

[ID: A greyscale digital drawing of Jon and Martin from TMA set during late season three. Jon, a thin British-Indian man with chin-length greying hair stands in a doorway, one hand on the jamb, looking sadly over his shoulder. Behind him is Martin, a fat white man with short, light-coloured hair and round glasses, seated at a desk. There is a banker's lamp illuminating the statement on the desk in front of him. He returns Jon's gaze, awkwardly waving goodbye with a sad expression on his face. Behind him, the room is filled with shelves of books and archival boxes. End ID.]

No office romance for youse :3 (commission for @future-crab)

[redrattlers]

cause where you are is where i want to be 🍒🌹♥️

[blaithnne]

Can you believe it’s been over a year since Plenism was first released? Because I sure as hell can’t! This story has been such a joy to work on, and I want to thank all of you who’ve left comments and otherwise supported this little passion project of mine. I seriously doubt I’d have been able to keep the motivation to work on this for so long otherwise!

So, in celebration of the fic’s anniversary, we are BACK! Starting next week, there’ll be a new Plenism chapter every Sunday. Thank you all for your patience during the hiatus, and I hope you enjoy what’s to come <3