#no promises because I am so done with it already :')
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keanusbabydoll ยท 2 days ago
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JEALOUSY
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paring: daryl dixon x fem!reader
warnings: 18+ content, dom!daryl, unprotected p in v, spanking, degrading, praising, rough sex, daddy kink, punishment, doggy style, porn with no plot
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a/n: iโ€™m so sorry for not posting but college was stressing me out way too much and i got sick a few days agoโ€ฆ but here i am- blessing you with daryl dixon smut ;)
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๐‘๊จ„โฆโฅ๐–ฃ”โœฐเผ„โ‚แฏฝ๐–ฆนโ˜พโ™กโ™ฅโœฏโ˜ผแชฅโŸ๊จ„เฐŒโฆ๐‘๐–ฃ˜โ˜…แชฅเผ„โแฏฝโœซ
โ€œslow d-down.โ€ is what you managed to squeak out before daryl pushed your face into the mattress of your shared bed. he had you in doggy style; angry, jealous, aggressive. his dick was hammering into your abused hole in an punishing way, never planning on slowing down or going gentle.
โ€œya donโ€™t get ta tell me what ta do.โ€ he growled out as he gripped your hipsโ€™ flesh tighter and reached around your middle to spank your pussy, eliciting a loud, muffled cry from you. you were spasming beneath him, wishing he would be more softer. but not with daryl.
and all that just because you went on a hunt with rick. daryl knew that rick was interested in you, found you attractive. he told you many times before that he didnโ€™t like it when you spend time with rick. he was a very possessive man. you were only his. hell, if it were up to him, heโ€™d blow a fist to every guyโ€™s jaw who just looked at you too long for his liking. but you were bored, daryl was out as well, so you decided to just join him, not thinking about the consequences.
โ€œgoinโ€™ out with rick. fuckinโ€™ slut.โ€ he continued, his pace just increasing and getting even rougher. โ€œi thought ya knew better.โ€
he kept pushing his whole length into your pussy as he landed a harsh slap to your ass. โ€œcount.โ€ he said before gripping the roots of your hair, pulling your body slightly up.
smack.
his free hand landed another stinging slap to your ass cheek.
โ€œone.โ€ you whimpered out, body surging forward from the sudden sensation.
smack.
โ€œtwo.โ€ you cried out as the first few tears that formed in the corner of your eyes began to pour down your face.
smack.
โ€œt-three.โ€
โ€œya ever gonna do thaโ€™ again without ma permission?โ€ daryl snarled, his grip just tightening and his hips started to pound you in an animalistic pace, letting out all of his pent up anger and frustration. you tried to wriggle out of his grip, trying to get away from his torture but it was useless.
โ€œspeak.โ€ he ordered furiously as he landed another hit to your ass.
โ€œn-no. i promise.โ€ you moaned out, eyes tightly shut.
โ€œgood.โ€ he mumbles before he slapped your ass for the last time, using all of his strength, wanting you to suffer and realize what youโ€™ve done wrong. jolts of stinging pain cursed through your whole body and a scream escaped your mouth.
daryl chuckled darkly in reply and smirked pleasingly to himself to see his fire red handprint on your ass. at that point you were a whimpering mess but you would have lied if you said you didnโ€™t like it. daryl pushing you to your limits was definitely something you enjoyed even though it was really intense.
with his hand still tangled in your hair, he pulled you up against his chest, hips still thrusting in the same, rough pace like before. sometimes you wondered how that man could have such a great stamina- you had been going for one hour already.
โ€œdo ya like it when daddy punishes ya?โ€ daryl rasped in your ear, his hot breath fanning on your neck. โ€œyes!โ€ you squeak out, throwing your head back against his chest. you didnโ€™t even fully register his words, being to caught up by the feeling of his cock kissing that one spot that made you see stars. a spot you didnโ€™t even know existed before you had met daryl.
and the new position only allowed him to hit it better, to hit it more intensely. your legs felt like giving out and the pleasure you received brought you closer and closer to your release. daryl smacked one of your breasts harshly before twisting and pulling on a nipple, making you whine out in pain. โ€œis ma lilโ€™ slut gonna cum?โ€ he groaned as he felt your walls tighten around his cock- always a sign for him that youโ€™re close.
โ€œfuck! yess, daddy. iโ€™m so-so close!โ€ you cried out, voice latched with desperation. you needed this release dearly. he had edged you for the past hour and your core was burning for an orgasm.
you heard him chuckle darkly as he wrapped a hand around your throat with a firm grip and turned your head sharply only to claim your lips in a messy, heated kiss. โ€œbeg for it.โ€ he mumbled against your lips, his free hand gliding down your sides and hips before reaching your pussy.
you whined out in frustration but kissed him back hungrily. โ€œplease d-daddy! let me cum! iโ€™ll be a good girl, i promise. i only belong to you, only you can make me cum!โ€ you pleaded him, trying your best to hold your orgasm in, but with daryl rubbing your swollen clit, itโ€™s almost impossible.
โ€œma good girl.โ€ he whispered before pulling you in again. โ€œya are allowed ta cum.โ€ he sped up his hips, the sound of your skin clapping together growing louder and his digits circled your clit faster. your moans and cryโ€™s were muffled by his mouth and you were at the verge of cumming, just mere seconds away.
with a last thrust of darylโ€™s hip, hitting your special spot roughly, he sent you over the edge. you tore away from his lips and let out a sinful scream, letting him know how good he made you feel. your eyes were tightly shut as you let your orgasm crash through you, feeling it in every single part of your body. daryl fucked you through your high, wanting you to experience it to its last bit- but also chasing his own.
he harshly pushed your upper body forward again, grabbed both your wrists and held them tightly behind your back. his head leaned back in ecstasy, the feeling of your velvety walls making him go feral. he used his whole strength fucking into you, being extremely close to his orgasm. you couldnโ€™t contain your screams anymore, the overstimulation sending shock waves through your whole body. his free hand gripped your hip as he used you as his own personal fuck toy, only thinking about his pleasure. โ€œfuck, gonna fill this pretty pussy up.โ€ he growled.
and when your walls clamped down on his dick firmly, he couldnโ€™t hold himself back anymore. with a guttural groan and stuttering hips, he spurted his seed deep inside of you, painting your perfect walls in white. your eyes rolled back at the feeling of his cum filling you to the brim- something youโ€™ve always enjoyed.
finally, after a few more thrusts, darylโ€™s pounding came to an halt and he breathed out heavily. โ€œfuck.โ€ he groaned as he slowly pulled out of your slick hole, both of you moaning at the loss. he released both your wrists before he collapsed beside you, a hand placed on his chest- dearly trying to catch his breath. you laid there motionless, you were completely fucked out and exhausted from his sweet torture.
โ€œcโ€™mere baby.โ€ daryl whispered as he pulled your form into his embrace. he snuggled up against your back, his face nestling in the crook of your neck while a hand around your waist pulled you in closer. โ€œya did so good for me.โ€
you didnโ€™t reply, your mind was still clouded with the intense after waves of your orgasm. โ€œi wasnโ€™t too rough, was i?โ€ daryl suddenly asked, sounding more concerned now, considering the fact that you hadnโ€™t said a word or moved a single muscle.
โ€œmaybe a little, but i liked it.โ€ you tiredly mumbled but still with a smirk plastered on your face. daryl chuckled at your reply and kissed your cheek, relieved that you enjoyed it. โ€œi love you, y/n.โ€
โ€œi love you more.โ€ you replied before drifting off into a deep sleep.
REQUESTS ARE OPENED!!!
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st4rrzynight ยท 3 days ago
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๐ˆ ๐‹๐Ž๐•๐„ ๐˜๐Ž๐”, ๐ˆโ€™๐Œ ๐’๐Ž๐‘๐‘๐˜ โ€” ๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ž๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ โ€” ๐ข๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ก ๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ž๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ซ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐›๐ž๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ.
๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ/๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญโ€“ ๐ง๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ง๐จ ๐๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐š๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ
๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ
๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ
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สณแต‰แตƒแตˆแต‰สณหข แต–แต’แต›
๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ:๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ‘ ๐๐Œ. i anxiously stared at the time on my phone. it has almost been an hour and paige still hasn't shown up. tonight is my birthday, she promised she'd show up after she washed up from tonights game.
i'm looking around as my friends converse around me in my apartment. my roommates have already questioned me on the absence of my girlfriend. i wish i knew why she wasn't here either.
i enter the passcode to my phone in a hurry as i pull up her contact and type out a message.
Paige ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿซถ
hey, where are you? everyoneโ€™s asking about you... are you on your way?
i'm so sorry, babe. i canโ€™t make it.
what?
i know, i know. I feel awful about it, but something came up the team wanted me to come celebrate tonights win with them
its my birthday paige you promised you would be here. going out with the team is suddenly more important than your girlfriends birthday?
it's not just "going out". it's to celebrate tonights win, and it's kind of a big deal. if i don't show up, it could look bad. i don't want to let them down, you have to understand.
no paige, i donโ€™t understand. Iโ€™m standing here, surrounded by my friends, and i have to keep making excuses as to why youโ€™re not here. do you know how embarrassing that is? to not have my own girlfriend show up to celebrate my birthday??
i'm sorry, okay? iโ€™ll make it up to you. iโ€™ll take you out somewhere nice tomorrow just the two of us, yeah?
no paige itโ€™s not about โ€œmaking it up.โ€ itโ€™s about showing up when you say you will. but you NEVER do.
thatโ€™s not fair. you know how much pressure iโ€™m under i just want to celebrate the win, look i'll make it up to you tomorrow i promise.
paige i am so tired of this. seriously, you keep making empty promises, you get my hopes up only for you to tell me a half assed excuse that you pulled straight out of your ass last minute.
please donโ€™t do this right now. iโ€™ll call you after i leave.
donโ€™t bother, we're done.
what??
read 10:56
what do you mean were done??
read 10:58
y/n answer me please baby
read 10:59
please ill do anything ill make it up to you i promise please answer my message baby
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แต–แตƒโฑแตแต‰หข แต–แต’แต›
two years. 730 days. i lost her two years ago today, i lost it all. i know it was my fault, i put everything above her and i deeply regret it. now i have to live life in regret watching from the sidelines as she celebrates her birthday once again. this time, with her girlfriend.
her laugh filling the air knowing i used to be the cause of that laughter. admiring her from across the bar, sitting in between my teammates as they make conversation yet i can't bring myself to take my eyes off of her.
i scan ever inch of her body my eyes stopped on her wrist, then her fingers, then her neck. every single piece of jewelry i got her, gone. none of it in sight as if it never existed.
a hand on her thigh from a woman who was a copy of me. blonde, blue eyes, tall, and she plays soccer. but its not me. it will never be me again.
i can't even blame her, thats why i hate it. i hate that i can't hate her no matter how hard i try because in the end i will always love her and it will always be her.
even if i'm not her happy ever after. i distract myself trying to find someone new but it never ends well. i always find similarities between the girls i've gone on dates with and her. thats what attracts me to them, the fact that they slightly even look like her. but they will never compare to her full look, no one will.
so for the rest of time ill find myself watching from the sidelines seeing her take on life with someone who isn't me by her side, someone who looks like me but is not entirely me.
it will always kill me, it's going to eat me alive till i die. knowing that i'm not hers anymore, i won't be looking for her in the student section knowing shes there. instead ill be looking for her in the student section in hopes she decided to show up, but i know she didn't. she's going to be in the student section of the soccer games watching and cheering on her.
i won't be able to buy her flowers anymore, instead i watch as she gets gifted flowers by another woman. except those aren't her favorite. they're the wrong flowers.
i wont be able to buy her the perfume she always wears when it runs out, her signature scent that i always loved. instead i watch as she gets gifted perfume by another woman. she sprays it into the air and by the time it reaches where i sit i know its not the one she loves. its the wrong perfume.
i won't be making late night sephora trips, picking out her favorite makeup products when shes running low. instead i watch as she gets gifted makeup by another woman. its the wrong brand.
because of my mistakes, ones that i regret so deeply, i now live with the gnawing feeling knowing that she now loves a woman who doesn't pay attention to small details and gifts her all the wrong things, on her birthday of all days, but she showed up. i didn't.
clearly i lacked attention to detail as well if i couldn't see how much i truly disappointed and hurt her and didn't even show up. i wish it went down differently.
every shooting star, every coin toss into a fountain, every time the clock hits 11:11, every fallen eyelash, every dandelion, my last two birthdays, my only wish was to have her back.
but i cant.
not anymore.
and it hurts.
i open up my phone clicking on her contact, i type out one last message, even if i know she won't ever get it. i type it out and send it as some type of closure.
๐ข ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ.
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๐š/๐ง โ€” ๐ง๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ข ๐œ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐๐Ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ, ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐œ๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ
๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐, ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ.
๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ€”
@uwupaige @jadasogay @sweetluna20
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yamikakyuu ยท 21 hours ago
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Ok Jayvik Nation am I crazy? (I mean yeah but hear me out). Something I noticed while obsessing over Arcane (also if this has already been pointed out sorry I haven't done a deep tag dive but I haven't seen it mentioned) Also warning, image heavy post
OK SO
Something I noticed is when Jayce and Viktor (aside from the very first time they meet after the explosion) are together, most of the time Jayce is on the right side of the screen (not necessarily always on Viktors right side). As the viewer you are always seeing him on the right and Viktor on the left like so
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See what I mean? This is especially prevalent in s1. (This is also done in Good Omens which is why I started noticing)
Now it doesn't always happen...I started seeing when it didn't because I noticed it happening so much. Now not including sometimes where the camera POV quickly moves to another scene, these were the scenes I noticed Jayce being positioned on the left and Viktor on the right.
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Now what do all these scenes have in common?
Viktor's mortality. The first Viktor being told by Jayce he's dying. The 2nd being him considering suicide (which obv parallels Jayce's), the 3rd is the Council meeting before Jinx blows them all up, and the 4th is where Jayce kills him.
What's interesting about the positioning of the 2nd image is yes I 100% get this is how it went in Jayce's case, he was on the right and Vik came in on his left. What's interesting is after their conversation and Jayce saves Viktor from that fate and promises him to destroy the Hexcore, look...
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Back to their respective POV sides.
The only other two times they're reversed for a long period of time happens oddly enough when Heimerdinger is present. Them floating in the lab and when they present their inventions
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I find that odd but I haven't made any connections yet (if anyone has any please add them!)
Now s2 is harder given it's their divorce era and they don't spend a ton of time together unless they're fighting. BUT
Starting with Viktor waking up, the first shot is Jayce on the right, Vik on the left (sorry I couldn't find a screen) but then it flips to this
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Which is the start of the divorce era. Viktor walks away from Jayce and the next time Jayce sees Viktor, he shoots him his giant hammer gun (again framed Jayce on the left, Vik on right as I posted above).
There's a bit of ambiguity when Jayce and Machine Herald V meet because Vik walks past him, it very much parallels the above.
Now the last time they're on opposing POV sides is when Jayce meets Mage Viktor.
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Promises are made love is confessed and Jayce is sent back. (I know the above isn't the correct scene since we the audience don't see the reveal until Viktor does when Jayce hugs him but you all get what I mean). Fights ensue.
Hell even in this screen they're on the proper sides. It makes me feel that even tho they're still at odds, they're close to being one again.
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TO THE ASTRAL PLANE WE GO. From the moment Jayce arrives he's on the right side. Aside from when Jayce gives Viktor back the rune and they spin, they're always on the correct sides
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And look how they end up in the end
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Given how detailed Arcane is I can't think this is all coincidence, it happens too much. But I had a lot of fun compiling this post and I'm not crazy right????
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dark-elf-writes ยท 2 days ago
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Another prompt for birthday week if you dont mind: Inko tries to get back on Izukuโ€™s good side after abandoning him at her brother Shoutaโ€™s place because Izuku is a famous hero. Izukuโ€™s partner cuts her off
Hitoshi just wanted to go to sleep.
It was hardly a new feeling for him. There was little he loved more than sinking onto the nearest semi-flat surface to catch whatever sleep he could after finishing his patrols, made even better when he could coax Izuku to lay with him, so he could soak in their warmth and bury his face in their curls to just breathe them in. But here, standing halfway in one of the second floor windows and making eye contact with familiar green eyes in a very unfamiliar face standing in front of his front door, there was little he wanted more than to be decidedly unconscious.
Instead he sighed as he eased back out the window, making sure to slide it closed before he dropped down to meet their unwelcome guest. The last thing he wanted was the sound to carry and wake Izuku. They needed all the rest they could get before their own patrol started... or someone called in a Code Red that couldn't be solved by anyone else.
Hitoshi shoved his hands in the deep pockets of his jumpsuit, and dipped his head into the coils of his capture scarf, cursing himself for slinging off his persona chords and hanging them from his belt when he caught sight of their home.
"What?"
The woman blinked, seemingly taken aback by the rude demand. Hitoshi couldn't imagine what else she expected showing up on a stranger's doorstep before dawn.
"I want to see my s-- my child."
"Tough. Now leave."
"Excuse--!"
Hitoshi wanted to slam his head into the door, but that would, unfortunately, wake Izuku who would come running to find them on the doorstep. He settled for a bone deep sigh instead. "Look, there's no way in hell I'm letting you see anyone that you might think is in this house, and, no, I will not be passing a message either. It is as a courtesy you do not deserve and out of a deep desire not to do any more work tonight that I am not going to arrest you for trespassing right here. Leave before I decide that having you gone is worth more to me than my dislike of paperwork."
"You can't keep my from my child!"
A flash of anger had Hitoshi barking out a cruel laugh. "Your child? Where?"
"Izuku is--"
"An Aizawa. Or, technically, Shinsou-Aizawa now. You made it damn clear that they weren't your child when you abandoned them, just like they made it clear that they wanted nothing to do with you should you come crawling back now that you think they're suddenly valuable to you. Now I have had a very long night and don't have the patience to hold your hand through what child abandonment means. Get off of my property before I remove you from it. I guarantee I will enjoy the second option far more than you will."
Inko Midoriya huffed as she seemingly decided that whatever her plan was would work better when not in jail for trespassing and stomped her way back down the path. Hitoshi watched until she disappeared around the corner. Waited even longer until his phone buzzed in his pocket.
(How Nezu knew what was going on, Hitoshi didn't want to know. He liked being able to sleep whenever he could manage it, and the politest Not Shovel Talk of his life at sixteen had done enough damage to that already. All he needed to know was Nezu was just as protective over his former personal student as he was.)
Izuku stirred when Hitoshi finally slipped into bed, all sleep-warm skin and pillow lines through their smile as they seemingly tried to climb into him they pressed so close. "What took you so long?" They mumbled into his bare shoulder.
"Nothing important," He promised, pressing a kiss to their curls. "Just an annoyance."
They hummed and moments later their soft snores filled the room once more. Hitoshi smiled before following them into sleep.
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hey dude um so i saw the post you made replying to someone else's post about noah and, while i do agree with you, i don't think that you or any of the anons should be specifically finding noah antis. that just kind of starts discourse and people are allowed to express their opinions, even if they differ from yours.
i know this happened to one of my good friends recently (noihavenosanitythanksforasking) and they were kind of shook up from what happened. i'm glad that you try to educate people, and it also comes across as a bit more personal and rude than someone who just wants to help.
i'm very sorry if any of this has come across as rude, i promise that is not my intention and i'm just trying to show that those people are also just people and its not their fault that they don't have all the information. i dont know if "kindness is the key" sounds cheesy, but it is very true.
blocking them and not interacting is probably the best thing to do instead of finding them just to disagree and having anons find posts and send them to you. if you or anyone else doesn't like what someone else posts, it's best just to scroll (and even block! that is definitely an option and i see you're doing that already so good job ๐Ÿ‘)
sorry about this ramble and when you reply to this, if you do, i just want you to know that this was sent with the best intentions and also this is not about noah, anything that happened with him, or other people's views on it. this is just about how you could deal with people with differing views from you a bit better than what you have done in the past.
kisses kisses and byler endgame, love, anon
You werenโ€™t rude โ€” so donโ€™t worry! However, I am going to push back (kindly - since you were kind).
First, I suppose I should say that I donโ€™t seek these people out. Most of them I find during my daily scrolls of socials. Other times, mutuals will link me to them, and sometimes people will send them via Ask. But I donโ€™t go looking for โ€œNoah antis.โ€
Second, and more importantly, I want you to do a hypothetical with me. You saw someone getting viciously bullied. Not a friend, but nevertheless, other people were threatening them, calling them slurs, and harassing their family. They were also spreading lies to continue to inflame others to bully them.
With me so far? Youโ€™d want to stick up for them, right? Because thereโ€™s really no pretext before which any of that behavior is okay, right?
Now imagine, a year in to this relentless bullying campaign, you STILL see people spreading the lies, getting others inflamed, reigniting the bullying again and again. Imagine you KNOW that this endless bombardment has sent them to therapy and driven them from any place that gives them joy.
Would you just ignore that? Would you turn a blind eye? Would you chalk that up to just a โ€œdifferent opinionโ€?
I hope not. Because I wonโ€™t.
Iโ€™m sorry your friend was shaken up. But Iโ€™m one person. Noah gets the treatment I just described to you from HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of people. There are hate accounts with 40K+ followers solely dedicated to posting things like this bit of homophobia:
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Look at the likes on that.
And thatโ€™s one post. That doesnโ€™t even show the ones wanting to kill him. Or do viler things.
Or how about these cheering for his suicide (EDIT โ€”> see the bottom of the post)
He canโ€™t just log off and ignore them or block theee people either because they send it to his home. His family. They track him in public and send his location to big accounts that will tweet it out hoping someone will hurt him.
So, I mean this with sincerity: Good. Iโ€™m glad your friend was shaken up. I hope to shake up more people before Iโ€™m done. Maybe theyโ€™ll think twice before spreading lies that inflame people to post shit like that ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿป
Thatโ€™s not a difference of opinion. I donโ€™t mind if people simply donโ€™t like Noah. But be honest. Do you post about people you donโ€™t like? No. This is not simply disliking Noah. Itโ€™s contributing to homophobia and antisemitism and itโ€™s wrong.
And until people get their senses back, I carry on.
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The gamut of emotions she is experiencing are similar to when she first set out on her field assignment with Roberto. It feels like ages since that day, running into Vash when heโ€™d been hanging upside down, courtesy of bandits, but memorable enough that she can clearly picture every moment from that day with the utmost clarity.
There areโ€ฆothers, as well, that come to mind, but Meryl does her best to focus on the positives.
She barely registers Knivesโ€™s warning about bringing a flashlight and with as many spare batteries as she can carryโ€”and the very obvious threat of not wandering off where humans have seldom gone; if theyโ€™ve even gone there before.
Her experience being underground, even inside a giant worm, still counts and is not something she wants to repeat. Under any circumstance.
The reality of what theyโ€™re about to do makes her halt in her tracks as she composes herself, nearly forgetting the company she is with, and those memories make her snap to when she remembers that long tendril whip made of sharp blades that could have easily turned her into ribbons.ย 
โ€œO-of course! Iโ€™ll keep it to myself!โ€
Not that she has anyone to talk to. The Bernardelli news agency has been feeling a little hostile towards her lately and Meryl is being careful where she treads. Thereโ€™s been things going on that donโ€™t quite add upโ€”not like they are supposed to, and sheโ€™s being careful where she digs.
At the mention of Nicholasโ€™s moniker, Meryl stops in her tracks like sheโ€™s been hit with a compulsion to remain frozen in place.ย 
They had said their goodbyes when it was decided that Home would be where they would part ways.ย 
โ€œIโ€ฆI donโ€™t know where he is, actually. So, thereโ€™s really no point.โ€
Meryl grits her teeth at the slight tremble in her voiceโ€”not because she misses the Undertakerโ€”wellโ€ฆthatโ€™s not entirely true but she refuses to admit itโ€”but it is more so of the fact that she doesnโ€™t have anyone she can really talk to. Vash canโ€™t be found; Roberto is dead; Nicholas isโ€ฆwell, she doesnโ€™t know where he is and sheโ€™s not about to start looking.
However, that doesnโ€™t mean sheโ€™s about to let go of him entirely.
โ€œIโ€™ll need about a day to figure out how Iโ€™m gonna pack what I need,โ€ she says, relieved that heโ€™s not demanding they depart right away. It would make sense for him to find someone to look after the farm while heโ€™s gone. โ€œWell, I better get startedโ€ฆโ€
She gives one last look towards Knives, like sheโ€™s waiting for him to change his mind; when itโ€™s clear he is not going to, Meryl books it and the first place she goes to is the nearest saloon. Out of breath, she reaches the counter, she procures a piece of paper from her notebook and a pen that can barely write but this may be its last note it will ever write before the ink completely dries out.
Despite the urgency, Meryl is careful to write clearly, and to not give too much information away. If there is one person who should know about her whereabouts, it has to be Nicholas.
To Nicholas,
Travelling far on the other side, with sharp company. Safe and doing okay. Canโ€™t call you, no signal down here. Havenโ€™t stopped looking. Hope you havenโ€™t, either.
-Meryl Stryfe
She signals for the barkeep and hands him the note and gives a description of what Nicholas looks like. If heโ€™s not changed since, sheโ€™ll expect heโ€™s still carrying around that giant cross and looking as disheveled as ever.
Before she knows it, sheโ€™s meeting Knives back at the designated spot, a pack ready of what she considers essential to bring, and feels more nervous than excited at this point.ย 
โ€œJust promise me there wonโ€™t be any need to get swallowed up by a giant worm. Iโ€™ve already done that and am not a fan. Not a fan at all.โ€
"Home won't be much use. I said no one's seen them in a century, didn't I?" And the fleet had, of course, been rather busy trying to save themselves. None of the surviving ships would have had anywhere near the time to grab coordinates for the other falling ships when they barely managed to save themselves. And then they'd had to rebuild and survival was more important than looking for lost ships where none had survived.
"If you want coordinates you're gonna need a bug." That is how Knives knew where they were, after all. He considers, contemplates who would care for the farm if he left it behind. Someone in town, if given instructions... Another moment of thought, before Knives sighs. "We'll leave after I arrange someone to care for the farm." He's put a lot of work into this place, he isn't going to leave it to die without some sort of supervision. "I suggest getting yourself a working flashlight and as many batteries as you can shove into your pack." A mental apology to Zazie, who was definitely going to complain at him, later.
"You will not discuss our travel methods with anyone else." It's not a request, an edge of danger curling around the words in a way that's been absent in their conversations so far. "I won't have your kind invading down there."
If he's honest she's probably going to want to pack for a fairly long trip. The lack of a road beneath the sands means no truck, and Knives is already making a mental map of the tunnels he knows and where each of them may pass towns they can resupply at. The trouble, he figures, is going to be once they pass the invisible boundary of human settlement into the true wilds where no humans have set up camp. There won't be any towns to resupply out there, and they can only carry so much at once...
He glances down at his hands, frowning. How much can he create, if he regulates properly? Would it be worth it when they could find a way to carry more supplies? Perhaps Zazieโ€“but no, he doesn't want to make Zazie play pack bug either. Knives drags a dirty hand through his hair, scowling as he watches the reporter stumble around like a newborn tomas just finding its legs. She looks ridiculousโ€“maybe that's what Vash sees.
"This isn't going to be a short trip so you better say your farewells to Punisher before you go."
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kacievvbbbb ยท 2 months ago
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But like hypothetically if I decided to make a series of YouTube video breaking down and rambling about how I think the first year trio encompass the full gradient scale of what it means to be โ€œmorally goodโ€ and how by the end of the series they have grown exponentially but their moral inner workings are so entrenched in who they are they never needed to change they just became more of who they already were.
Because initially Yuuji wants to save the world in that abstract way all heroes do, Megumi is only interested in saving those he can save and Nobara is only interested in those she wants to save. And all these are treated as morally valid by the narrative and not really flaws in need of changing but instead philosophies in need of refining and understanding.
Because Jujutsu Society as a whole encourages and thrives off a moral apathy or superiority, they are in the business of killing curses not saving lives and that ultimately raises the question of if youโ€™re going out there everyday killing curses and inadvertently saving lives does it really matter the reason why? Or the morality behind it? Maybe not to you but to the society, maybe.
So anyway, hypothetically โ€ฆ.would you be hypothetically interested๐Ÿ‘€
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dogearedheart ยท 5 months ago
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8i've been thinking about the last asks i got today. and i think it's better for me to take a step back from this account. i know the anon didn't mean anything by it, but i still feel like i am being a negative presence on here and weirding people out with who i am is nothing i want. so, i am not deleting or anything. i am just gonna be less present with sharing personal things or leaving tags. I'll probably be more active on my second account where i don't have that many followers :)
#i guess it affected me more than i'd like to#i don't want to make people uncomfortable#and i am sorry if i did that with any of my posts i know they have been overly emotional and maybe a bit insane#it's true that i am trying to deal with losing and finding peace i am not very good at this due to my intense emotions#and my fear of loneliness and losing people. i am also in a very bad depressive episode. i am aware that this isn't an excuse for any#of my behavior. i never had a support system so dealing with all this on my own and getting no therapist who is willing to see you#it's a downer. guilt is eating me alive and my mental condition is the something that has ruined a lot for me but it has never before done#such a terrible job before. recovering from that and dealing with the aftermath of this is exhausting and has taken a toll on my physical#and mental health i know this post doesn't mean anything to most of all and is at best confusing but i guess it's my poor attempt#of avoiding that people will hate me. i don't want to self-pity more than i already did. but i do that all on my own already.#i know that life is so much more difficult than fiction and you can't expect miracles or believe in faith to fix anything#i know there is no cure to who i am. i can only try to navigate it better in the future. it doesn't mean that i can't regret what i did.#that i can't feel guilty about it. i know that won't change anything but i am also trying to get better and i understand if that's not#visible. i just have to believe that one day it will be enough for people to say 'hey. i know you are fucked up.#and you hurt me and you've been a bitch. but we'll work on it. i believe in you.' otherwise i have to believe that this loneliness#is all there is and that i'm gonna die hollow#i don't want much. i just want some patience and peace#i want to believe that i am worthy of love and that i can get a future. and yes. me talking about wanting a wife and this stupid apple pie#life... maybe it's cliche and stupid but i have been alone for years and i am so tired of fighting. is it so bad that i don't want to do#this alone? and that goes for friends as well. i want to cook for people built things and tend to a garden to take care of animals#and to create instead of destroying for once.#i don't know why i am still writing i guess when the dam breaks... again. i am sorry for ever making people uncomfortable or even hurting#them that was never my intention. i promise#so i really hope. whoever is reading this. i hope you are doing alright. i hope you had/have a good day. tell the people you care about#you love them and enjoy the little things. read that book. eat that chocolate or do whatever brings you joy. the world is so difficult to#navigate but you are doing such a great job by just existing. you are making this world a better place with the light you radiate#the last thing I want to do something I never can forgive myself for is hurting people#not only but especially the ones I care about. but beyond that those I barely know too because I care about you guys too#I just don't want that... I want to leave the world better than I found it but I'm having a hard time doing it due to this stupid fucking#brain of mine.
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batim-rewritten ยท 1 year ago
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sup.
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meownotgood ยท 2 years ago
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I wanted to get much further than I actually did today, but this is still good
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oreegaanoo ยท 9 months ago
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A sensual drawing coming out soon-ish, I started drawing some touchy fitpac art some time ago and it's just about finished :)
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cigarette-room ยท 11 months ago
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(pretty long thread rip)
I should be studying for tomorrow but instead I am restless and overthinking and thinking to myself about how there is so much wrong in approaching love from the perspective of trying to be liked and trying to be loved and trying to be good and trying to stick people to yourself with duct tape made of gifts and nice jokes and sweet words because well, it's not only tiring but they will leave in the end anyway, and loving and being loved is supposed to be rest and peace and a sound mind and the more you try the less you achieve any of that! Except I'm my mother's and father's child so I still do it anyway and hang around and try again and cling until it's dead because otherwise it all really hurts but it hurts anyway so
Just dgaf. And if you do then pretend you don't until you convince yourself and restrain your hands so they can't reach out to anyone once they turn their back on you and just. Let people live with their own decisions. I want so hard to be loved that I am making myself disposable like a used rag and for what? It's all gonna be good one day with or without anyone else
#i am perhaps just rambling to myself here#but i am tired of that tendency that was baked into me to try to get anyone to stick around#i remember when my first ex broke up with me i spent literal months clinging to her and trying to negotiate some kind of universe#where we would still talk and be as close as we were before#and she didn't wanna hear#until she did but we eventually distanced and when i moved on she was so upset and i wondered why because? you left me?#and i fought so hard to keep you there but you made your decision and now you're upset at me for moving on?#and the second time around i wasn't any better at it either#and only recently am i realizing that the reason she was so upset at me moving on was because i made myself so reliable#with those stupid promises that I'd be in her life always no matter what happened#and why would I do that? i always cling to people because they matter to me#and they always realize i matter to them once i move on already and am not willingly a part of their life anymore#and like sure i do attract people who tend to be assholes to me but it's on me as well#i am disproportionate in showing my care to people who don't return even 1/5 of it back#and when they get bored i am the one they call weird for that#so i really decided not even to listen to what I need anymore but only to what needs to be done and it's#just letting things go with the flow. i don't have to drag the dead weight of anything i try to keep on my shoulders#do i want to? sure. do i want to be as loved as i never am? i do of course i do#but i am trying too hard. and it's never gonna get me anywhere. because people only ever want me back in their life when i have moved on and#others value themselves more. others don't love anyone blindly so#i don't have to. even though i want. i don't have to#if you gift me a paper I'll gift you a paper. if you want to kiss me I'd want to kiss you too#and if you say you love me I'd love you back and if you forget my birthday I'll forget yours too and#if i hug you but am not hugged back i won't hug you again#i think that's the best way things can go when people are concerned#maybe this is a bit too transactional in a sense but i mean#it wouldnt be fair if it was unequal#if someone does everything for you and you don't return it then you are an asshole to them but#if you give and you aren't given you are a weirdo simply put#it's best if it's equal
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iliveinprocrasti-nationn ยท 2 years ago
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i hate going โ€œhey i might not be up to hanging out im just not doing well mentallyโ€ but also i know if im either constantly panicking or completely out of it while weโ€™re hanging out then it wonโ€™t go well
#got into a fight with my mum because she was like โ€˜well why r u still scared when weโ€™re not seeing massive waves and hospitals arenโ€™t#overrun and this 80 year old family friend has had it three times and is fine every time#and do you look at what people who donโ€™t have the same opinion of you are sayingโ€™#my response to this was โ€˜no I do look at the scientific articles that come out though and most of the ones about covid are finding it does#damage to multiple parts of the bodyโ€™#like. i already have fibromyalgia. weโ€™ve removed the cancerous tumor but i still have iodine radiation and have to hope the cancer cells#they found in my blood vessels didnโ€™t go far enough to spread and if they did that the iodine destroys them#like. is a kid with fibromyalgia not enough. im not doing chemo so itโ€™s fine right just get me sick#does she not fucking remember how it destroyed her husband. she watched it we all fucking watched for weeks as he withered away from this#fucking disease#and then everything we didnโ€™t see we got in twice daily calls from the hospital as they told us how his kidneys failed and they were excited#when he could breathe on his side for two hours instead of just on his stomach and then it killed him#am i the only one in the household who remembers seeing my dad as a barely breathing corpse when we forced him to go to the hospital because#he couldnโ€™t say three words or walk a few steps without panting like heโ€™d just done a sprint#im tired of her making me feel crazy for not wanting this disease im not irrational or insane for this i promise i promise im not#im tired of her coming in 5 minutes after i leave an argument going โ€˜donโ€™t be angry with me. itโ€™s just that-โ€˜ and then making my only safe#place in this house a part of the argument too#fuck it itโ€™s fine Iโ€™m out in a few months anyway#vent tw#sittin g in a corner rn so that the only open space is in front of me and i can pull my legs up to my chest and my fan is on and my windows#are open and im tired of being called crazy and paranoid and irrational#covid tw
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mazojo ยท 6 months ago
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A 3 minute long song intro for love island US season 6 is actually insanity and so dystopian I love it need twenty more
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voids-ideas ยท 10 months ago
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Ok I am going to do this simply because the first thing I will put here I NEED to do it and I have 0 motivation to do it even though it is EXTREMELY important
In fact, I think that's the reason why I don't want to do it... anyway
If this gets to 30 notes, I do that thing โœ…๏ธ
50 notes, I call to ask if my doctor's appointment has been scheduled (I've been avoiding it for two weeks now) โœ…๏ธ
100 notes, I go wash my shoes that have long needed washing and are just sitting there, existing, waiting for me to deign to wash them. โœ…๏ธ
200 notes, I finish organizing my room (I organized it halfway and then left a bunch of things that still don't have a defined place) โœ…๏ธ
500 notes, I use the things I have to bleach and color my hair. The only thing that has stopped me is the fear of doing it wrong or being too lazy to maintain it. โœ…๏ธ
1k notes, I stop doing things that I know will trigger my chronic pain with the pure intention of confirming that the pain was indeed real (don't do this. 0 recommended) โœ…๏ธ
5k notes, I try some new food without fear of wasting money by buying something I most likely won't like (my autism hates new foods) โœ…๏ธ
10k notes, I wear my bi flag earrings in front of someone I wouldn't usually wear them with. I trust that they possibly wouldn't have a problem with me being bi, but I would never get up the courage to tell them anything โœ”๏ธ (I haven't, but that person was in my room next to where the earrings are. They were 0% hidden) โœ…๏ธ
20k notes, wtf I have absolutely no idea. If it comes to this, ehhh... Honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing here. Do I promise to be honest in therapy and stop telling them that everything is perfect even though nothing has ever been perfect? Yeah, that probably works. Please don't go this far, I don't know how to do this. Maybe I should... but... it would be awful to learn it
April 2024: I stop procrastinating editing this post with the things I've already done. I WANT THE HAIR SO MUCH BUT IT'S SO DIFFICULT
May 2024: Red hair, red hair, red hair. I'M CROWLEY, RED HAIR!!!!!
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badbtssmut ยท 5 months ago
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Magic Stick
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Jungkook is kinda sad because he has never been with a girl who could take him balls deep because of his size, reader doesn't believe him and she wants to see, but he tells her that he can't atm bc he's not hard. She is wearing this kinda halter top style with no bra so she looses the top and shows her tits to him and let's him touch them. After he's hard he shows her his dick and she says she's willing to try to take it all and she rides him into the sunset
Admin note: idea by anon
Contains: Big dick JK, handjob, some boobplay, missionary, riding, reader expresses that she is uncertain if it will fit, it takes some time getting it fully in ;), reader whimpers a bit, JKโ€™s ex cheated on him, jk cums a lot
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โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong with you?โ€ You glanced over to your best friend, he has been in a horrible mood for a week and no one knew why. Not even your mutual friends knew what was up with Jungkook.
โ€Itโ€™s nothing.โ€ He mumbled in response.
โ€œCome on, I can tell something is bothering you.โ€ You pushed.
"Fine. My girlfriend broke up with me.โ€ He finally cracked.
"Wait, what?โ€ You stood from the dining table, and inched closer to Jungkook who was sitting on the sofa. โ€œWhyโ€™d she do that?" You question, shocked by the sudden news. "You two seemed so happy. What happened?"
"Sheโ€ฆ she was cheating on me.โ€ He confessed.
"Are you fucking kidding me? What a bitch." You really couldnโ€™t believe what you were hearing.
โ€œDonโ€™t blame her, I guess.โ€ Jungkook said and shrugged his shoulders.
"Don't be silly. Youโ€™re too forgiving." You sighed.
"It's not that. The sex, my sizeโ€” it just never worked out in bed. It was never a good fit." Jungkook confessed, a tinge of sadness in his voice.
"So, you're saying, she dumped you โ€˜cause of your dick size? The fuck? That's just shallow. Why would she do that?" You sat next to him.
"Yeah, it didnโ€™t fit, literally. Iโ€™d hurt her, it wasnโ€™t going to work out from the start. We tried a few times, but the whole experience was just awful. I guess she couldn't stand it anymore." He said, defeated.
โ€œThat doesn't make any sense, surely you arenโ€™t that big? Are you sure sheโ€™s not just making excuses?โ€ You couldnโ€™t believe his ex would end things with him over his size.
"No, I am that big." Jungkook replied.
"Really?" You were skeptical.
"I've always had a big dick." He added.
"Show me."
"What?"
"Show me." You repeated. โ€œI just want to know if youโ€™re bullshitting or not.โ€
"No." He declined, looking at you as if you said the most ridiculous thing ever, clearly embarrassed by your request.
"Oh, come oooon, we are best friends. Itโ€™s not like Iโ€™ve never seen a dick before in my life." You rolled your eyes. "I'm not going to judge you, I promise. Just let me see."
"Fine." Jungkook sighed. "Butโ€ฆ Iโ€™m not hard now.โ€ He muttered.
โ€œWill my boobs make you hard?โ€œ
โ€œHell yeah. You got great tits." He said, a bit too enthusiastic, as if he had been dreaming of the day youโ€™d offer your tits in return to see his cock. You stood right in front of him, loosening the straps of your halter top. His mouth was slightly open, as he looked at you, completely mesmerized. You removed the straps from your shoulders and let the shirt fall to your tummy, revealing your breasts.
"Like what you see?" You teased.
"Yeah. Very much." He was nearly drooling at the sight.
"Want to touch them?"
"Fuck, yeah." He nodded, eager. You stepped closer and his hands were instantly on you. Squeezing your breasts, rubbing his thumbs on your nipples, taking it all in. When he was done caressing your tits with his hands, he started to suck and lick on them, at which you moaned softly, and the sound of it made him rock hard. He was definitely huge, you could see the tent forming on his pants.
"Are you sure you want to see it? It'sโ€ฆ quite big." He was almost apologetic, as if his huge dick was some sort of inconvenience for others.
โ€œI do, show me already.โ€ You chuckled, not sure what he was being shy for.
"Okay." He nodded, unbuckling his belt, and lowering his jeans, together with his boxers.
Holy shit.
How was a dick that big even possible? You didn't even think that dicks like that actually existed. And it wasn't just long, but also thick. No wonder his ex broke up with him. You were pretty sure that dick wouldn't fit anywhere.
"Wow." You couldn't believe your eyes.
"Told you. It's big. You wouldnโ€™t believe me." He shrugged.
"Can I touch it?" You asked, still unable to avert your eyes.
"If you want." He agreed, a little surprised but not put off by the idea.
You grabbed his dick and slowly moved your hand up and down his length, marveling at how big and heavy it was, how thick. His cock was truly impressive, and it seemed to get even bigger as you stroked him. You wondered what it would be like to take him.
โ€œWow. This is amazing. How can you fit this inside a girl?" You were truly impressed, and couldn't help but keep stroking his cock.
"I can't." He admitted, his breathing starting to quicken. โ€œNo girl can take it, they always start out confident but when itโ€™s actually inโ€ฆ they can't take it. Not even halfway through. I have never met a girl that can take me all the way, even the ones that brag about having experience are not able to." He sounded dejected.
"I bet I can." You challenged him.
"No. You can't. There's no way." He scoffed. All of the girls said the exact same thing, and it never worked out, ever.
โ€œWant to bet? If I canโ€™t take it, Iโ€™ll give you 200 bucks.โ€ You said, not convinced by his pessimism.
"200 dollars? That's a lot of money." He said, surprised by your proposal, but he shrugged. โ€œBut alright, donโ€™t say I didnโ€™t warn you.โ€
โ€”
"Are you sure about this?" He asked, for what seemed to be the hundredth time.
โ€œIf you ask me one more timeโ€ฆ I will leave." You said, annoyed.
"Sorry. Just donโ€™t want to hurt you." He apologized with a defeated sigh. It made you feel bad for getting annoyed, but Jungkook really had nothing to worry about.
You got this.
Jungkook held onto his cock as he pushed the head of it against your slick pussy lips. Your body tensed a bit, but he took his time, working on you slowly. You breathed deeply and relaxed, spreading your legs further as his shaft dragged against your sensitive skin. His cock was so hard and thick that it rubbed against every single inch of your folds.
Jungkook continued to move his hips back and forth, his errection dragging against your clit with each thrust. The sensation was amazing, and your body was trembling in pleasure, and he wasnโ€™t even in yet.
The tip poked against your lower belly as he continued to rub the shaft against your pussy, his hips moving slow and steady.
โ€œWant it.โ€ You whined.
โ€œYeah?โ€ He whispered.
"Yeah."
He lined himself up with your entrance, pressing the head against it. You tilted your head back, fuck, that was only the head, how could you feel this full already?
Jungkook began to slide his cock into your wet, aching pussy. His cock was stretching you out so wide, it felt incredible. He stopped when the head was all the way in, giving you a moment to adjust. Jungkook slowly pushed his cock deeper inside you, inch by inch. You could feel his cock filling up every inch of you, the stretch and pressure so intense, it was almost too much.
"Shit, youโ€™re stretching me so goodโ€ฆโ€ You moaned, as his cock kept going deeper.
"How are you taking it so well? I can't believe you can take it this far, pussy takes big cock so good, baby." He pushed in more, eager to fill you with every inch.
You couldn't speak, the sensations were overwhelming. It felt like your pussy was being stretched to its limits, and there was a pressure deep inside you that made your mind go blank.
Jungkook's cock was buried all the way inside you now. You were filled up completely, and it was the most amazing feeling you'd ever experienced.
"Donโ€™t move,โ€ It felt as if he would rip you in two if he pulled out even a little bit. "Not yet. Give me a minute." You whimpered, as you adjusted to his length and girth.
Jungkook nodded, kissing your neck, his hands cupping your breasts.
โ€œThis is how pussy feels, huh? Fuck, this is amazing. So tight, warm, perfect." He whispered against your ear, as he kept his dick deep inside. โ€œItโ€™s like my cock is being choked and squeezed, so good.โ€
โ€œTold youโ€ฆ I could take it.โ€ You said in a shaky breath, sitting up only to peek at where your bodies were joined, impressed to see how your body managed to take that monster cock in.
โ€œYou can move now." You gave him permission.
Jungkook started to move his hips back and forth.
The pressure from his dick was too intense, it felt like you were being split open, and you thought you were going to pass out from how good it felt. You held in your breath, unable to moan as you tilted your head back and closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling of his cock stretching you wide.
Whereas you were silent, Jungkook was grunting, groaning, panting, moaning, he couldnโ€™t contain his pleasure. Jungkook was overwhelmed by the feeling of being buried deep inside you. His thrusts were slow and deep, his cock pushing against your inner walls, massaging them.
You opened your eyes and glanced at his face, he looked like he was in ecstasy, his mouth was open and he was moaning with every thrust.
His cock felt incredible, so big, so deep.
You had never felt anything like it before.
"I can't believe I'm fucking a pussy that can take my whole cock. Shit, it feels amazing. Pussy is so tight and wet. So fucking good. Never felt anything like it. Fuck!โ€ Jungkook licked his bottom lip, picking up the pace.
Jungkook was pounding you now, his cock thrusting in and out of your dripping pussy, hitting all the right spots. Fuck, you were seeing stars, your whole body was on fire.
You couldn't stop yourself from screaming in pleasure. You spread your legs as far as you possible could, allowing him to thrust even deeper into you. Jungkook continued his relentless rhythm, his thrusts were hard and fast, the sounds of his cock slamming into your pussy filled the room.
The feeling of his dick filling you up was indescribable, it was pure bliss.
โ€œWant to ride you, want to sit on that cock." You needed to feel in control, and you wanted him to watch you as you sat on his massive dick.
Jungkook pulled out and laid down on the bed, his dick standing straight up, and you couldnโ€™t wait to take it all again.
You straddled his hips, hovering above his erection and you slowly lowered yourself down onto his cock, gasping as it slid into you, the pressure and friction sending waves of pleasure through your body.
Jungkook's hands were on your ass, helping you move up and down on his cock. He was thrusting his hips upward, matching your rhythm, driving his dick even deeper into you.
"God, you look so hot riding my cock. Never wouldโ€™ve thought to see this.โ€ He bit his lip, his eyes roaming over your body.
"So bigโ€ฆโ€ All you could think of was how his cock felt inside of you, how shallow it might soundโ€ฆ you couldnโ€™t even think of the person attached to it.
Jungkook was now holding onto your hips, pulling you down harder onto his dick. His thrusts were strong, and fast, and it felt so fucking good.
"Fuck, I can't last any longer. Gonna cum soon." His thrusts became erratic and he was moaning loudly, his whole body shaking. You rested your hands on his chest, grinding against him, trying to match his rhythm.
"Y/Nโ€ฆ like that, love it just like that." He moaned, his breathing unsteady, his fingers now gripping into your thighs.
โ€œYes, yesโ€ฆโ€ You whispered, riding his cock, feeling your own orgasm build up inside of you.
โ€œAh!โ€ Jungkook beat you to it, his body stiffened as his cum spurted inside of you, filling you up. He was gasping for air, his face was flushed, and his grip on your hips loosened, he ran his fingers through his hair as he squirted his cum deep inside of you. It was as if he had a never ending supply of cum, shooting spurt after spurt, his cock throbbing as it emptied its load inside you.
โ€œKeep going, y/n, you didnโ€™t come yet, Iโ€™ll stay hard, take what you need, keep going." He encouraged, his breathing still shaky, his dick was still hard, and it was pulsating inside you.
"Yeah." You whispered, continuing to bounce on his dick, the feeling of his cum inside of you and the sight of him beneath you, sweaty, breathing hard, his hair sticking to his forehead, was so incredibly sexy. The sound of your drenched in cum pussy sucking him back in was loud, his cock coated in your juices and the cum that was spilling out of you was bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
You leaned back, resting your hands on his thighs as you moved up and down, faster, deeper, until you were finally climaxing, your orgasm taking over your body. Your body shook and your eyes fluttered open and shut as the warmth spread through your whole body, you had never felt anything like it before. You could feel the hot cum leaking out of you, and it just kept coming.
Your hips slowed as you rode out your orgasm, and when it was over, you collapsed onto the bed, panting.
โ€œJungkook?โ€
โ€œYeah?โ€
โ€œYou owe me 200 bucks.โ€
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