#is hot boy fall a thing

[chainsawmascara]

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[ratmonky]

Business Strategy

warnings: manipulation

word count: 1k

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Some people needed attention, some people needed love and Gods needed to be worshipped. 

"You have been trending on almost every visual media and as a podcast topic. How does it feel to be worshipped by everyone?"

Everyone but you.

You look down at him as you sit on your desk with your legs crossed, an unnoticeable smile on your lips. The tip of his cock is glistening with precum that drips on the polished floor. He is impatiently rubbing himself while staring up at you, eyes like a puppy's, begging for you to continue.

"Good work today, John," you praise him, your smile getting wider as his hand around his hand gets faster. "If you manage to spend a single day without any casualties I might even pat your head and rest it on my lap."

He nods with his eyes wide, staring at your bottom as his mouth opens. You don’t scold or comment on him for using his X-ray vision. He has been working hard lately to make you so proud. Precious John. He wakes up every day to make his pretty boss happy and sits by her desk like an obedient dog, waiting to be rewarded.

His gloved hand moves hastily around his cock, it makes a squeaky sound with each stroke. It brings you out of your thoughts.

You continue to smile, watching him pathetically jerk off on another work day after giving his report of the day. You wonder what he is thinking about right now. A scenario where he sucks on your tits while he has his head on your lap and lets you jerk him off? Or getting fed up with your strange power over him and bending you over the desk right now? He would rip your tights and pull up your skirt, humping you aimlessly until his cock finally slid inside. Wouldn't that feel good? You wonder if he had it in him to even pull something risky like that but he would never risk upsetting you. 

Good little John. 

Begging to be yours.

You decide you want to reward him after the intense feeling of heat building inside your core, making your legs tremble and pussy leak. 

"I'll let you do whatever," you say softly, lifting his chin with the front part of your heels. His eyes are on you, clouded from lust. "Just tell me what you want, John." 

There is a smile on his face. "I want to eat your pussy," he says after clearing his throat. Nonetheless, his tone is pathetic and desperate, he cannot hide the excited expression on his face like he has been waiting for this moment all his life.

With grace, you spread your legs and let him rip your tights in the middle. He pulls you closer to the edge of the desk and slides your panties to the side. He doesn't bother lifting your skirt and shoves his face in your crotch while proceeding to pump his cock.

The feeling of his hot and wet tongue against your folds feels heavenly after a long day of work. You tilt your head up and close your eyes to focus on how he moves his tongue. He kisses your pussy slowly, nose touching your clit. He slides his tongue inside you in an attempt to taste you and quickly decides against it to focus on pleasing you. His hand on your thigh squeezes the flesh and he tries to imagine how your ass would feel like on his cock when you finally would let him fuck you. He moves to your clit, lapping at your sweet spot and drawing tight circles that get smaller and smaller. 

You don’t want to admit it but it feels so good, you try to curl your toes but you don’t have enough space in your heels to do so, you let your legs rest on his shoulders. He keeps moving in a way that mimics fucking you and you find yourself imagining going against your own rule and letting him ravish you like he has been always dreaming about. 

As he gets close to his orgasm he loses the rhythm of his tongue and basically moves his head up and down as if he were nodding with his tongue rubbing wildly against your pussy. Your hands grip the desk harder and you let out a quiet moan. He laps at your cunt like a fucking dog and it just works. You feel the rush of an orgasm wash over you and your legs shake as he groans and cums with you. He groans and goes frigid for a second before letting himself sit on the floor to rest. 

There is a short moment before you jump down from the desk to fix your clothing and he follows your lead and gets up to fix himself as you return to your seat this time. 

"I expect another great day from you tomorrow, John," you say while starting to type on the keyboard of your laptop. 

"Yes, sure," he chuckles. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Night," you correct him, his smile disappears as you inform him about tomorrow. "I'll be taking care of A-Train in the morning. Noir has a short meeting with me in the afternoon and well, Deep has been waiting for weeks to have a meeting, I'll take him in the evening."

He frowns, his eyes losing any sign of life in them.

You sigh and roll your eyes. "I'll see you tomorrow night at my house, hmm?" You watch another grin creep up on his face, "Don't get any ideas unless you plan to do something that'll raise our profits by 30%."

He grins all the same, "Well, I'll see you tomorrow then." Then he leaves unwillingly because he knows you're having a meeting with sponsors in an hour. 

The next day, you wake up to the news of Homelander selling his official Vought merch in front of the tower and giving interviews about his new show that will air only on Vought+.

[spirallingstarcases]

// feeling so good right now //

[madaqueue]

currently yearning in a way only boys can

[evelynpr]

Might be a hot take as a bkdk and tgck truther here, but I find izuocha endlessly fascinating, beautiful, but also tearfully tragic.

I see their love for each other as something representative of their innocence and naivety when they only knew so little about who they were, and what was to come.

I think the main barrier of their relationship is that its rooted in how they see each other very idealistically, specifically that they're attached to the image of their Best Heroic Selves, and not the deeply selfish, destructive, freaky, and egotistical parts of them. To each other, they need to keep fulfilling that image or else that same person they looked up to would almost die in front of them, and that would be too cruel. Although that hero is still there, that same person they looked up to is not the same now because of...well...everything.

Izuku had barely even talked to girls when he first met her. She was Izuku's first ever real friend (Sorry Kats, everyone and him knows he was terrible), so he saved her in that entrance exam even if it was so dangerous. She gave a new meaning to his derogatory nickname just by being a friend that believed in him. After that, she saved him several more times (Blackwhip and Megaphone are the biggest samples iirc). It makes perfect sense that she is Deku's hero.

Ochako hardly knew what it meant to be a hero when she first got into UA. Just by reaching out to some kid tripping, she made a new friend who would then save her in that exam, then save him again in return. This boy then became someone who was always working so hard to save everyone in trouble, and she realized she wanted to be just like him too. "I want to save people"

But...Deku changes. The weight of One for All is on his shoulders and he needs someone to carry this burden with him. He continues to want to save other people at the expense of himself, still not letting his true selfishness and ego ever show- and it only grows more and more unbearable.

Then...Ochako fell in love with Himiko. Truly, relentlessly, selfishly and devotedly in love with a girl who then dies giving her blood to her- the greatest expression of love Himiko could ever give.

Not that they can't love each other because of this happening (and...so many other things oh god), I'm honestly not sure how to explain it- But them ending up together after losing that innocence and naivety? After Ochako will forever grieve the girl who showed her love in its most beautiful and ugly form? After Izuku changed so fundamentally as a person that the butterflies of a nice girl talking to you doesn't exist anymore? After that simple image of being a hero and being in love has completely changed for them both?

Even so, I believe they still love each other. There is no label I know of that can properly describe them though. They are each other's image of being a hero when it comes to saving people. Aside from Shoto, no one else can grasp the grief of the person you tried to save dying in your hands. They would no doubt try to cope with these losses together, and just try to get better together...but so much has changed. They've changed. The world changed. What are they now? Who are they now?

"What happened...to us?"

[gansey-like]

a perfectly curated summer playlist, it turns out, has nothing on a fall out boy album from 20 years ago when i'm choosing what to listen to

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD

London boy 🫶🏼

[whatsloveanyway]

If I had a nickel for every time I watched a movie where I want the heroine to forget her lesson and date the imaginary friend, I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

Honorable mention to Alice 2009 for making wonderland real instead of waking her up to a world without hatter.

Cuz honestly, if I woke up and got told I hit my head and it was all a dream, I'd go right back to sleep and try to stay that way. I mean, LOOK AT HIM!!

[farmboy-jimie-stardew]

Cold weather outfit!

[patrickztump]

love is stored in the stumpy funky

stumpy – 2024

i actually made this before the ybc stumpies, they were just an after product, but i couldn't share him until i got my hands on another little funky guy so i could make him A Thing.

[cloverskentwells]

clove sees blood all over cato's face and her brain short circuits. he sees her with a knife and it has the same effect

[mblue-art]

Hi. I saw that you like Lust. Not many people I see like Lust. Everyone hates him. It's nice to see someone who also likes him. :) Amazing art!

Hullo ! I love Lust, very much so!! 🥺💙💜💙💜

I understand the hate bc of the content made around him by the OG creator,

But what I do is acknowledge that this is the roots, this is how it started, (also if my memory is right and if im not bullshittin i think it was funny that it started as a joke au where 'everyone is mtt except himself' and now ofc it evolved into an actual au— anyway hope op's doing ok 🙏), take what I like from that AU (ex. lust being Very Sans) and then add a shitton of headcanons on top like it's whipped cream/frosting on a cupcake, maybe w/ some sprinkles, even uwu

That's why he's soft, I love soft Underlust Sans, I contribute to soft Lust content bc he's more than just the multiverse's 'pervert' like smhhh 😤😤😤 where's that post— THIS, look at this 👈👈👈

Also ppl can just. Make headcanons/have their own interpretations lol. (Wait ok well some AU creators might not like?? That??? But since Underlust AU concept technically belongs to the community now.........) Go ham, man, you don't have to religiously follow the canon content if you're uncomfy with it <3

Fandom experience is all about having fun !! Look at me I'm doing selfship art bc that makes me happy ! 💜💙 (I may be cringe... but i am free 😎 /ref)

[daveydavs]

IM NORMAL IM NORMAL IM NORMAL IM-

[jonathanbyersphd]

Jonathan (high) sobbing over God Only Knows (because he misses Nancy) and Argyle panicking.

[xo8ball]

what if i was a watermelon and i was in between his thighs. and i got crushed and splattered on the floor.

[emptydasaniwaterbottle]

they literally neutered my boy hot topic chopped his balls right off and for what