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luyo-mi · 10 months ago
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proposal accepted, let me get you something beautiful for u next time i come back :)
btw narratology is the study of narrative and its structure, we're working on a few narrative games and need some explanation^^
ALSO THANK YOU LEONA SIMP ANON FOR THE BOOB STRAP IDEA AND THANK YOU LULU FOR DRAWING ALSO DRAWING IT. im on the floor
-hypmic anon (currently crawling on the floor to get something pretty for next time)
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Everyone is invited to our wedding ❤️🩷 I’m literally the happiest person ever 🫶
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clingyduoapologist · 6 months ago
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This Memorial Day remember our soldiers who gave THEIR lives for YOUR freedom
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astralmarionette · 1 year ago
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ohhhh ive never really been big on metal but yalll......babymetal might've convinced me finally......
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klausie · 9 months ago
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Bb all you gotta do is beg 🙇‍♂️💦💦
THATS WHATIM TALKIN ABOUT
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dmagedgoods · 2 years ago
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For the fic tropes meme! Mutual pining and reconciliation/second chances 👀
mutual pining A: Love it. Spend my time combing AO3 for it. Yesss, that's the kind of trope I can never resist. The sweet agony! The yearning, the pain! Stolen moments, tiny touches, but believing it can't be. With both hiding their love for the other, it's hard to walk the fine line between deliciously unaware and ridiculously blind, though. Once more, it's a trope I only enjoy if I can actually believe the situation, that they can't possibly think the other one would return those feelings or even have a very good reason to hold back in speaking things out loud. But if done right, oh absolutely, one of my faves. ~ reconciliation/second chances B: Like it. Not one of my bigger cravings, but it can scratch a certain itch if I’m in the right mood.
This wouldn't be a trope I'd search out actively, but if I saw a fanfic with a pairing I enjoy and this tag, I would be highly curious and read it. I'm a huge fan of second chances and starting anew after a mistake or difficult time. Bonus points if it shows the beautifully painful yearning after having lost the person that meant most to them.
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butchdykekondraki · 1 year ago
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Your autistic tendencies were what I found to be beautiful about you. That paragraph of text discussing Dave and Jack's masks they put on made me laugh at the sheer size of analysis, but then made me laugh again but out of pure fondness. I know how much this game series means to you, how much these characters mean to you, and I just–I love you.
– Verna 🐇
it is INCREDIBLY funny to me that i will sit here and write up long as hell analysis posts about these two crayon motherfuckers because then i look at the source material and i am once again reminded of how fucking lame it is/vvpos
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why is everything tarkin’s done ever sooo fucking iconique like.
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kcmeo7 · 24 days ago
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jojos is peak when you dont have a little bitch in your ear telling you your fave part is shit
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snickeringdragon · 5 months ago
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AHH!! AHHH!!! MY GUY!!!!
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Sadness!Siffrin fanart for @snickeringdragon's fic Joys of a Sadness! Very adorable fic!! Go give it a read if you want to experience many conflicting but very good feelings
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bsturnzmtts · 2 days ago
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Drunk temptations - Matt Sturniolo
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Paring: bsf!Matt x drunk! Reader
Contains/warinings: reader is a virgin, dry humping, no p in v, mentions of alcohol and loss of virginity, maybe more stuff...
Summary: You and your best friend Matt are going to a party. You get extremely drunk, and despite your bratty resistance, Matt insists on taking you home. Somehow, you end up on your best friend's lap, kissing him and confessing that you want to lose your virginity to him...
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You and Matt have been best friends for many years now. You’re also friends with his brothers Nick and Chris. Tonight you guys are going to a party. Matt went to pick you up.
Knocks on the door
You quickly went downstairs to open the door with your hair and makeup ready but still in your pijamas.
Laughing, he raises an eyebrow at my pajamas “You’re not ready yet?”
“Sorryyyyy, I just need to get changed and we can go” you explain.
He chuckles. “Alright, but make it quick.”
“Okay okay, come in, I promise.” You say laughing a bit as you two go upstairs to your room. You get in the bathroom and Matt sits down on your bed waiting for you.
He leans back on the bed, looking quite at home in your room as he waits. His eyes roam around, taking in the posters on the walls and the messy piles of clothes scattered about.
You quickly change onto a black mini skirt, a red tight and a little revealing top, some jewelry and a ton of perfume. You take one last glance in the mirror and exit the bathroom. “I’m ready!”
He looks up from where he was lounging on your bed, a slow smile spreading across his face “Whoa, you look amazing tonight.”
You smile at his compliment. “Thank youuu! It’s a new outfit, I bought it today.”
"Oh yeah? I can tell. It looks really good on you." He stands up and walks over, taking a closer look at the outfit. "Hey, is that a new perfume too?" He asks, leaning in to sniff at my neck.
You feel something fluttering in your stomach as he leans in, his hot breath hitting your neck. “What?… oh yeah it’s a new perfume.” You feel your face growing hot and you’re also feeling nervous. But you quickly throw those feelings away, reminding yourself that he’s your best friend.
He pulls back and flashes a grin at your flushed face, noting your reaction yet deciding not to comment on it. Instead, he gestures towards the door. “Shall we, m’lady?” He teases, offering you his arm like a gentleman.
You laugh at his tone and actions. “Always a gentleman, right?” You tease and take his arm.
"Only for you, my lady," Matt replies with a playful smirk. He leads you out of the room and down the hallway, his hand gently patting at yours on his arm.
You laugh and roll your eyes jokingly as you nudge him with your shoulder.
He chuckles and nudges you back, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiles. As you guys head down the hallway, Matt can't help but steal glances at you, admiring the way the dim lighting highlights your features and makes the colors of your outfit pop. As you step out into the night air, the cool breeze rustling your hair, Matt can't help but appreciate the way the city lights reflect off the curves of your body. He opens the car door for you, gesturing for you to get in.
“Ooohhh, opening the door and everything.” You say teasingly.
He chuckles and gives a mock bow, "Anything for my queen," he says with a smirk, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he waits for you to get in the car.
You chuckle and roll your eyes. “Ohh shut upppp.”
He laughs, shaking his head as he closes the car door. As he walks around to the driver's side, he can't help but grin at your teasing.
As we drive to the party, the music is playing softly in the background, and Matt can't help but tap his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat. He glances over at you, a sly grin spreading across his face. "So, are you ready to party tonight?"
“Oh I'm definitely ready to get drunk.” You say with a chuckle.
He laughs and shakes his head, "Well, let's make sure you don't do anything too crazy, yeah? I don't want to have to carry you home over my shoulder."
“I won't, don't worry. I just want to have a little fun.” You say.
"Alright, alright, I trust you," he says, still grinning as he pulls up to the party venue. "We’re here."
As you guys walk into the party, you can feel the energy and excitement in the air. The music is loud, and people are dancing and mingling all around. You guys go to say hi to Matt’s brothers Nick and Chris.
After a while you see some of your friends. “I’m gonna go say hi to my friends.” You tell Matt.
"Sure, go ahead. I'll catch up with you later." He says as he watches you walk away, his gaze following you until you disappear into the crowd.
You approach your friends and greet them. Then you all decide to get drinks and dance.
While you're busy having fun, Matt is talking with his brothers and some of their old friends catching up. He occasionally glances over at you, letting out a small chuckle as he sees you dancing and having fun.
As the night goes by you keep ordering more and more drinks, getting yourself drunk.
Matt notices you stumbling around and laughing loudly, and his expression turns from amusement to concern. He excuses himself from his conversation and starts making his way towards you. "I think that's enough drinks for you." he says, as he approaches you.
“Maaatt! Hiii I've missed youuu.” You say slurring your words as you hug him.
He chuckles and hugs you back, holding you steady as you sway slightly. "I've missed you too," he says, his voice low and gentle. "I think you've had a few too many drinks," He says with a chuckle, trying to keep you steady on your feet. “Come on, let’s get you home.”
“Whaaat? Whyyy? I'm having fun.” You whine.
He sighs and wraps his arm around your waist, guiding you towards the exit. "You're slurring your words, stumbling around, and you're not making any sense," he says firmly but gently.
“Noooo I want to stayyy.” You pout.
He gently but firmly continues guiding you towards the exit, his grip steady on your waist. "I know you're having fun, but it's getting late and you're too drunk to handle yourself."
“You’re so boringgg.” You slur out.
He laughs softly and unlocks his car door for you. "I'm not boring, I'm just responsible," he says, helping you into the passenger seat.
“Yeah yeah, same thing.” You say.
He gets in the driver's side and starts the car, keeping a watchful eye on you as he drives. "You know, you're going to regret this hangover in the morning," he says with a smirk, but his tone is soft with concern.
“I had sooo much funnn” you start laughing.
He chuckles and gives you a knowing look. "I can tell," he says.
He pulls into your driveway and turns off the engine, turning to face you with a gentle smile. "We're here," he says, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Time to get you inside and into bed."
“Noooo I don’t wanna go to bed.” You whine.
He laughs softly and shakes his head. "Come on, you'll thank me when you're not suffering with a hangover tomorrow," he says as he carefully gets out of the car and walks around to your side, opening your door and offering his hand to help you out.
He sighs and helps you out of the car anyway, wrapping his arm around your waist to support you as you stumble a bit on the driveway. "Let's get you inside and settled, okay?" he says, leading you towards your front door with a gentle but firm grip.
“Fineeee” you slur out as you roll your eyes.
He chuckles and shakes his head, helping you up the steps and to the front door. "You're going to be a lot of fun to deal with in the morning," he says with a teasing tone, digging out your keys from your purse and unlocking the door. He opens the door and ushers you inside, switching on the light and helping you stumble into the living room. "Sit down," he says, guiding you onto the couch. "I'll get you some water."
He disappears into the kitchen and returns with a glass of water. "Drink up," he says, waiting for you to take a few sips before setting the glass down on the coffee table in front of you. He then plops down beside you on the couch, watching you with a mixture of amusement and concern.
“Thank youu” you say as you lean back.
He smiles and leans back with you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer to him. "No problem," he says.
You start laughing a little bit remembering things that happened at the party. “I had so much fun tonight, best party ever.” You say, still slurring your words.
He chuckles and pulls you closer, his arm tightening around your shoulders. "Glad you had a good time," he says, his voice low and gentle.
You turn to look at him and realize how close your faces are.
He grins then, his eyes sparkling in the low light of the room. "Yeah, it was a good party," he says, his voice dropping even lower, almost to a whisper. His eyes flick down to your lips before darting back up to your eyes. He swallows thickly and the room suddenly becomes much quieter and more intimate.
You don’t know if it's the alcohol taking over your mind but you want to kiss him really bad. You know it isn’t right because you’re drunk and you guys are best friends, but you can’t stop thinking about it. ‘Fuck it’ your mind says, you lean in and kiss him.
His eyes widen in surprise for a split second, but he doesn't pull back, instead, his lips move against yours, soft and gentle at first, but then deepening into a more passionate kiss. His arm around your shoulders tightens, pulling you closer to him as he angles his head to fit your lips together perfectly.
You keep kissing him, your mouth opening just a nudge letting his tongue in. He responds eagerly to the invitation, his tongue slipping into your mouth tasting the alcohol in your system and tangling with yours in a sinfully good way.
As you get more into the kiss you start to kiss more sloppily and drunkenly. You’re body now controlled by the alcohol and lust moves to sit on his lap straddling him.
He groans into the kiss as you shift to straddle him, his hands immediately moving to grip your hips to steady you. The feel of your heat pressing against him, even through the layers of clothing, sends a jolt of desire straight to his groin. He breaks the kiss long enough to breathe. "God, you're killing me," he mutters, his voice low and husky, his eyes burning with intensity. "Fuck, we shouldn't be doing this," he says, his voice rough with need, even as his hands continue to hold you tight against him.
“Why?” You ask.
Matt's eyes search yours, a mix of conflict and longing evident in their dark depths. "Because this isn't right, not like this," he says, his breath coming in short gasps as he fights to maintain control. "You're drunk off your ass, and I shouldn't take advantage of that." He hesitates for a moment, his eyes searching yours before he admits, "And we're best friends, and this could change everything between us." His grip on you tightens as if he's trying to hold onto the friendship despite the heat building between you two.
“But I want to.” You say kissing him again and ignoring his words.
He groans into the kiss, his resolve crumbling under your persistence and the intoxicating effect of your body pressed so intimately against his. "Fuck, you're making this hard," he pulls back. “We can’t do this.”
“Please.” You whine as you start to kiss his neck.
His hands grip your hips, his breath hitching as you trail kisses along his neck. "Fuck," he swears, his grip tightening as he resists the temptation you present. "You're killing me, Y/n."
“Please Matt, I- I want you to be my first.” You whisper.
His whole body stiffens at your words, his hands gripping you harder for a moment before releasing you, he looks at you with eyes full of surprise and a mix of emotions. "Shit, y/n," he mutters. His hands move to cup your face, making you look at him.
“Please Matt, take my virginity away. I'm ready.” You look at him with doe eyes filled with lust and a little red from the alcohol.
"No, y/n, you're drunk and I don't want to take advantage of that," he says, his voice strained. He looks at you with a mix of desire and guilt, his hands still cupping your face gently. "We've been friends for so long, and this could change everything.
“You’re the person I trust the most, I want it to be you.”
"God, y/n, you're killing me. I want this, I want you so bad, but I can't just take your virginity while you're in this state," he says, his voice rough with need. He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself.
You ignore his words and start kissing him again.
He hesitates for a moment, then relents, his hands moving from your face to your hips as he deepens the kiss. But after a few moments, he pulls back again, trying to break the kiss. "Y/n, we can't do this."
“mmh please Matt” you whimper and kiss him again.
He groans, his resolve weakening as he feels you pressing against him. "Y/n, no," he says, but his voice is weaker this time, and it's clear that he's struggling to resist.
You continue kissing him but this time your hips start to grind against him. “Mmh” you moan.
He hisses through clenched teeth, his hips bucking up to meet your grinding motions. "Fuck, y/n, stop," he growls, but his words lack conviction. His hands slide down to grip your ass, pulling you harder against him as he rocks his own hips up in response to yours.
“Mmh Matt feels so good” you whimper against his lips.
He lets out a tortured groan, his body trembling with restraint as he tries to hold back. "Y/n, please...I don't want to hurt you," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing.
“Matt I need you” you let out as you keep kissing and grinding him. Your hands move to remove your top, revealing your lace black bra.
His eyes widen at the sight of your bra, and he swears under his breath as he tries to fight his growing arousal. "Y/n, we can't," he repeats, his voice hoarse with desire.
You start kissing his neck again.
He groans, tilting his head to give you better access to his neck as his hands move up to cup your breasts through the fabric of your bra. "Fuck... You're killing me,"
You grab his hands and lead them to your back where the clip for your bra is.
“Stop this," he says firmly, though there's a strained edge to his voice. His hands remain frozen on your back, the clip of your bra still untouched. "Y/n, no. We can't. You're too drunk, I won't take your virginity like this." He pushes his hands away from the clasp of her bra, his own breathing heavy and ragged as he struggles to maintain his composure. “This has already gone too far.”
"No buts, y/n. We can't do this right now. It's not right." He says firmly, still holding onto his composure even as his body is begging for release from the arousal coursing through him. "I care about you too much to take advantage of you in this state.” He takes a deep breath and stands up, pulling away from you completely.
"Y/n, let's... let's get you to bed," he says, his voice calm but strained. He offers you a hand to help you up, his eyes never leaving yours as if gauging your reaction.
You don't say anything, just take his hand and follow him to your room.
He watches out for you as you move to your room, ensuring you don't stumble and hurt yourself in your inebriated state. Once inside, he guides you to the bed, sitting you down gently on the edge.
He gives you a big t -shirt big enough to cover up your knees. So you put it on and take your skirt off and sit on the bed again. He kneels down in front of you, pulling off your heels and placing them beside the bed.
"There, that's better, right?" He says, looking up at you with concern etched into his features. He really cares about you, more than he wants to admit. He gently pushes you back onto the bed, helping you lay down, making sure you're covered up before he stands back up.
“Good night” you slur out and quickly doze off.
He watches you for a moment, a soft smile on his face as he sees the exhaustion and alcohol finally catch up to you. He nods to himself, satisfied that you're safe and comfortable, before turning to leave the room. He quietly closes your bedroom door behind him, the soft click echoing in the silence of the house. Taking a deep breath, he tries to calm the storm of emotions and desire that still rages within him. He knows he did the right thing, protecting you from a mistake you wouldn't remember.
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Part 2 tomorrow!!
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riverlessons · 2 years ago
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I wish everyone who see a curly hair and makes jokes about the volume a very much KILL YOURSELF
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sweeterlovers · 6 months ago
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Hello 💐🐇
Could I request a smau for ollie bearman with a famous actress and model who is the same age as him?
Sending you lots of love ♡
CHARMED / OLLIE BEARMAN
ollie bearman x actress reader / SMAU FIC
FACE CLAIM / none!
WARNINGS /
reader is in the cast of the summer i turned pretty!
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yourusername a little break before we go back to the set!! 🐚🤍🪷🥥🫶🏻
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user1 season 3 👏👏👏
madisonbaileybabe cuties ❤️❤️❤️
yourusername ahhh!! i love youuu
user043 i can’t wait for the new season!!!
user555 soft launch! soft launch! soft launch!
user48 i’m curious 🧐
user213 season 3 can’t come fast enough
user666 do you have a boyfriend?? 👀👀👀
yourusername maybeeee!!!!!! hehehe
user69 you can’t just say that and walk away 😭
yourusername i’ll give you a hint! he’s an athlete
user7 we lost her to an ATHLETE 😷😷😭😭
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yourusername FIRST DAY BACK ON SET!!! and
@/gavincasalegno ate all of my gummy worms :( 🎉🎉🎉
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user65 the crew is all back together !!!!!
user2 gavin is guilty ✊✊✊
lola.tung #JUSTICEFORYN 👩‍⚖️😔
yourusername #CANCELGAVIN
gavincasalegno I PAID YOU BACK?????? stop trying to cancel me✋ haters are going to hate
chrisbriney_ are you trying to get yourself killed? you know how serious she is about her gummy worms
yourusername SEE chris gets it!! this is why i’m team conrad
user77 the drama is getting good 🍿👀
user5 team jelly girlies unite ^^^^
user66 nahh team connie baby all the way 💋💋
user1186 living for the chaos
user11 while all of y’all are on the gimmie worm fiasco i’m still wondering who yn’s boyfriend is??
user2 where are the insta stalkers when u need them🙄
user33 literally! she said he’s an athlete and they are both the same age so he is 19 years old
user8 how the hell are there 19 year old athletes
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olliebearman well needed rest ❤️
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user1 ollie what
user45 WAIT A MINUTE
user5 SHARE WITH THE CLASS
user85 ok so hear me out….. ollie is dating @/yourusername
user0 um sure yeah
user85 IM NOT CRAZY ✋✋✋✋✋ it makes sense!! she said she was dating an athlete who’s the same age as her and ollie and yn are both 19!!!!
user6 ok the dots are connecting buttttttttttt idk
user792 ollie has a gf 🧐🧐🧐
kimi.antonelli 👍👍👍
olliebearman 👌👌👌
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yourusername life is better when i’m with you @/olliebearman 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 also you guys figured it out :)
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user09 cutie pies
user7 🥰 aw
user85 I WAS SO RIGHT!!! HAHAHAH i’m a genius!
user6 yes yes you were
user85 apology letter asap plss
user0642 ok calm down now
user3 😍😍😍😍😍
olliebearman i love you baby 🤍
yourusername i love you too pookie bear 🎀🎀
olliebearman i thought we talked about this…?
yourusername about what 😅
olliebearman about calling me pookie bear
yourusername ohh yeahhhh hahahahahahaa your just so pookie bear okay ! let me be 🥰🫶🏻
olliebearman ok baby whatever you say
user723 i love themmm
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TEAM RADIO / SWEETERLOVERS - this request has been in my drafts for a while 😭 sorry for being so late to respond but hope you guys like it!
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skyeconch · 1 month ago
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Jason : Hey, what’s your WiFi’s password?
Y/N : Oh uh “I”
Jason, typing in : “I”
Y/N : “love”
Jason : “love”
Y/N : “you”
Jason : “you”
Y/N : “Jason”
Jason : that’s kind of weird
Y/N : what?
Jason : my name is Jason
Y/N : yeah
Jason : Did you make it that to be funny because you knew I was coming over?
Y/N : No, it’s been like that for, like, four years
Jason : we’ve been friends for four years
Y/N : Our anniversary is the 19th ☺️
Jason : . . .
Jason : See, that’s what I’m talking about— I think you have the wrong idea about us
Jason : We’re friends
Y/N : okay
Y/N : Well, I had reservations at the restaurant you told me you liked so much to celebrate 👀
Jason, perks up :
Y/N : But if it’s too weird, I can cancel 👀
Jason : Well, you don’t have to cancel..
Y/N : ohh, you wanna go there?
Jason : ..yes
Y/N : ok, then we’ll go
Jason : thank you.
Y/N, under breath : I love youuu
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butchdykekondraki · 1 year ago
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I'm stressed out for no clear reason, but I'm just pretending you're with me as I work on a sketchbook collage page, btw. :3
Like–somehow, me pretending you're with me but either in the other room/aisle/where ever helps with my anxiety AND helps with how much I miss you.
– Verna 🐇
AWWW thats so sweet oh my gosh <333
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jazzzzzzhands · 11 months ago
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Awaaaaa!!!! Oh him!!! Oh ohh you don't know all ALL of the noises and stomping and twirling I did upon seeing thissss!!
Oh please, know I'm obsessed. I'm so happy to give his fishies a smooch!!
u3u
I'm I'm so normal about him. This is literally awaaaaa!! Has my heart!! Look how calm.. how gentle...
Running around in circles!!!
Thank you awaaaaa!!!!
I'm not even going on anon, please just let it be known that I love love love Deity Wally.
He looks so so gentle even though he can be so very big.
I have such a fondness for fish as well. Please please tell me about his relationship with the fish in his hair! Does he love them, does he take care of them, can I give his fishies a kiss?
Hi hi!
Eeee thank you!! :oD He’s a sweetheart and can also be so very small as well~!
And ofcourse!
Wally cares for the fish as much as really anyone. I wouldn’t say he’s super attached to them but he also just doesn’t want them hurt!
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Most times he doesn’t even notice them or how they love to swim through his hair and splash around. (I personally like to draw 9 fish atleast in his hair).
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And it’s not just fishies! All the sea creatures, that can, love to swim in his hair and overall love him! And like I mentioned, Wally cares for them back!
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And gasp! You want to smooch the fish?
Sure! Oh how flustered you’ve made them! But! They’ll oblige!
Smmmooocchh!!
Tastes like fish :o(
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sillysillygoofygoose · 10 months ago
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Toji and younger masochist reader 😍
Reader (19/20) would let toji do anything he wants and calls him daddy and shit 😩😩
I have been fantasizing about this for a while now
😳 AHHHHHHHHH YES WOAH 🤭 I HAVE BEEN SITTING ON THIS ONE FOR A MINUTE BECAUSE I WANT TO ABSOLUTELY DIG IN. THANK YOUUUUU ANON 💕💕💕
(Heavy degradation, implied subspace, slapping, spitting, literally smallest ever talk of piss but no actual piss don't let it turn you away🩷)
Don't Cry... Or Do.
Stinging tingles overwhelm your senses as you grind your needy, clothed cunt against the rounded leather of the tip of Toji's boot.
"Aw C'mon, don't tear up on me now... said you'd take anything I'd give ya'." Toji's condescending tone pulls you through the dull, throbbing pain housing on the flesh of your left cheek after a heavy smack lands on the irritated, tenderized skin. Your mouth gapes open in response, a cloudy "ugghhh" pouring out of your unhinged jaw.
"Ohh pretty girl... what do you say?" He smirks, gripping the back of your hair, pulling your head back, your eyes following suit in their sockets.
"Mmm, thank you, Daddy." Mumbling, you cling onto the back of Toji's flexed calve, sighing as you overexert your hips just to creep closer to your long-awaited orgasm.
"There we go. Be a grateful little whore. You're sooo lucky that a I'm taking care of you. Right, baby? Come on, tell me. How. Fucking. Lucky. You. Are." Toji emphasizes each word with a stern slap to your reddened, dewy, tortured face.
Toji could stare at you like this all day. Topless and hurting, sultry and pained, you're his slutty girl in all her glory. Mascara left dark, harsh trails under your puffy, agonized, watery eyes. You looked so pathetic. You are so pathetic.
A young, coquettish girl, begging to be stretched out, used up, and dehumanized by a man old enough to be her father.
Fucking. Pathetic.
"M' sooo lucky. Fuck, I'm such a lucky girl daddy. Thank you~ ah! Thank youuu. M' really close daddy, please can I cum? Pleaasseee." You pouted and cried, face smushed on his knee, drool slipping from your puffed up lips and sinking through his thick pants.
"Dirty fucking whore." Toji flexes his foot, lifting you up slightly on his shoe, halting your movements just as you began teetering on the edge of your release.
You whine out loud, dignity long gone as you slut yourself out for your dirty old man.
"Fuckin' c'mere." Toji harshly grabs you from were you sat in front of him, manhandling you to sit in his previous spot as he stands hovering above you.
"On your back, whore. Hurry up. You want Daddy to use your throat as a useless little fleshlight?" Unbuckling his belt and yanking down the fabric obscuring his hardened, angry cock, Toji positions your head to hang off the edge of the bed. You open your mouth out of obedience and desperation, quietly begging to feel the warmth and taste the salt of Toji's dick as it invades your mouth.
"Hold on, pretty girl. Not yet, gotta work for it. Lick my fucking balls. Feel how full they are for your slutty little body." He supports your heavy head with both of his big, manly hands as you strain your neck to reach his ball.
Taking one of Toji's balls in your mouth, you feel like you can breathe for the first time as the atmosphere momentarily calms, everything moving in slow motion.
Toji moans freely as he pushes your face deep into his crotch, holding you in place.
"Good fucking girl. That's right. Up." Toji pulls you from your place between his legs, forcing your mouth open when you go to swallow the excess spit gathered in your mouth. Before you can blink, a strand of saliva falls from Toji's mouth to yours.
"Swallow." He demands, roughly grabbing your chin. You obey, looking up at him with wide, desperate, begging eyes, head feeling woozy and light.
"Heh. Fucking slut. You know what to say, don't you? Haven't I trained you well?"
"Thank you. Thank you daddy." Grabbing at the base of his cock, Toji lowers your head back on the bed, slapping the head of his cock against your cheek.
"Mmmmhm. Could fucking piss on you and you'd thank me, huh puppy?" The older man teased, guiding his cock into your mouth.
"Hush. Now just fucking lay there and take it." Immediately, Toji begins thrusting deep into your throat, smiling as you gag and kick your legs out straight in front of you.
"Mmm my pretty fucking girl. You like that don't you? Like how my dick forces its way down your sluttly little throat?"
Toji leans over your bruised up, weakened body, pushing his way deeper down your throat until his balls reach your chin. He grabs at both of your tits, squeezing one while slapping the other.
Tears fill your eyes as you groan around his dick, droplets of pain and pleasure leaking from your eyes, rolling down your forehead.
"You got it, you can take it. I know you can." You feel the carbon dioxide overrule the oxygen in your lungs, banging against the barrier to just get out.
Tojis watched as your cheeks puff out and your head bobbles freely, pulling out of your mouth, immediately forcing your hand to take its place. He laughs as you gasp and mechanically sit up, back instantly falling to meet his mid thigh.
"Don't stop. Keep stroking daddy's dick. Almost there, sweetheart." Toji pushes your shoulder to turn you around, facing him. You sniff, attempting to make yourself look a little less pitiful, although it didn't do much of anything as snot and tears and sweat all rush down your face as you're finally right side up.
"Okaayy baby, close your eyes and open your mouth." Toji grabs the back of your neck, forcing you towards him as he hurriedly pulls at the head of his cock right in front of your face. The second you close your eyes, you feel a thick, warm substance cover you face and land heavy in your mouth, Toji's deep, grumbling moans accompanying it.
"Alright girl, hold still. Doing so good for me. Let me grab something to clean you off. Then you can prove to me that you deserve to cum" He huffs, patting the side of your face to signal his temporary departure.
Your entire body aches and stings as you sit blindly on your knees, waiting for your mean, old man to come and take care of you. The constant stinging of your face reminds you how good you take him. How good you make him feel. How good you serve him.
Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo
You are such a good girl.
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Thank you verryy much anon! This was very fun to write! 💕
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