#they need to chill cause i’m losing my fucking mind

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STOPPP JUST STOPPPP

JUST YESTERDAY I WAS SAYING INCEPTIO WAS MY FAVE THEN THIS CAME OUT

THIS IS HONESTLY INSANE LIKEE WHATTT THE VISUALS HELLO?!

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track iv. THE MAN! (feat. ceo!rafe cameron and indepedent!reader)

“i’m so sick of them coming at me again, ‘cause if i was a man, then i’d be the man”

your boss was simply insufferable. rude, strict, slimy, arrogant, and worst of all? handsome. and you had absolutely no issue telling him that — the bad things, anyway. every time he’d offer help for such a simple task, you’d push him away with a glare or a ‘get out of here, mr. cameron!’ thinking he was simply being condescending. but my god, he thought your attitude was hot.

the day he asked you if you needed help cleaning your coffee mug was when you snapped. you’d already had an awful day, and you couldn’t take him and his demeaning behaviour anymore.

“mr. cameron, it’s a fucking mug! do you think i’m that stupid just because i’m a woman? is that it? i wear skirts to work so i can’t wash my own mug!? you’re a condesending asshole!”

he takes a breath as to not yell back. “woah, hey, hey. uh, i’m gonna need to see you in my office. ten minutes, give you time to fuckin’ chill out. is it that time of the month?”

you go to lose it at him and he cuts you off. “don’t say any more shit unless you wanna lose everything, hm?”

ten minutes later, you hesitantly enter his office, admittedly a bit nervous. “mr. cameron, i just wanna say—“

“no, no. too late now for an apology.”

“but i’m really sorry—“

“show me that.”

you furrow your eyebrows. “what do you mean? how?”

he stands up and grabs your shoulders gently, then his hands slide down your arms and to your wrists. you blink, confused and having your boundaries violated.

“uh— so you don’t get me fuckin fired, let me ask you something, a little formality,” he starts. “do you consent?”

“to what?”

“not an answer. do you consent?”

having a strange burst of butterflies in your stomach, you know what’s coming. “mhm,”

“yeah, that’s what i thought,” a ghost of a smirk as he smiles and guides you by your wrists to the wall. with no hesitation, his hand is going under your skirt. “mhm. fuckin’ soaked, makes sense,”

“you’re so arrogant, it’s insufferable.”

“i’m just stating a fact baby,”

“don’t call me that, m’not your ‘baby’,”

he breaths out a laugh. “yeah, whatever you say. starting to think you’re more arrogant than me,”

“not arrogant, just don’t like you,”

“tell that to this pussy,” he cups it and you squeak, suddenly feeling extremely powerless against your man child of a boss.

“don’t wanna do this like this,” you say fastly, stopping it. “lemme— lemme do it,” he stops, hands in the air in mock surrender, taking a step back.

he certainly isn’t expecting you to drop to your knees in front of him. in his mind, a blowjob is a surrender, letting him take control. you fiddle with his fly. he goes to help and you paw him off. “don’t need help for something so fucking simple, get your slimy hands away,”

you undo it and waste no time taking his dick out of his pants. you hate the way your mouth waters. “oh.” you try to keep your composure. “thought it would be small. you give that energy,”

“gee, thanks,” he huffs. “c’mon, get going.”

“ask nicer,”

“jesus,” he sighs. “i’ll pay you extra to get going, huh? that nice enough?”

“you’re gross. talking about a ‘please.’”

he scoffs. “no fuckin’ way, you kidding me? not begging to get off, i’m not a woma—“ he cuts himself off.

all you do is harshly pinch his tip with your long acrylics, making him gasp in pain, before standing up, scoffing. “good one, really funny. sure your friends will get a kick out of it,” you dust yourself off. “you’re disgusting,”

as you walk away, you can hear him silently begging for you to come back and suck him off.

for once, you feel like the man.

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pit in my stomach - lando norris

rating – mature (cheating, language, sexual references) requested by @landograndprix - hugging you tight, my friend!

it was hard to pin point the moment his love for you had been diminished by his crippling guilt or when you knew there was nothing he could say or do to piece you back together. maybe it was around the time you’d asked him point blank whether he saw you in his future and he stuttered over his truth with an unconvincing of course i do when the dagger had already been deployed into your unsuspecting back. naively blinded by love.

or maybe it was the night lando stumbled home from the local, half a pint of slushing lager still in his hand while the other held a small, black velvet box. he dropped down on one knee, eyes bloodshot with tears and a trembling bottom lip – a stark contrast to your hardened stare and crossed arms shielding you from the blow, physically and emotionally spent.

“i fucked up… i-god i hate that i've hurt you, baby and i wish i could take it all back – i fucked up so bad and i’m so sorry.”

“you didn’t fuck up, lando – you fucked someone else for six months and lied to my face and made me feel like i was losing my mind! do you have any idea how much pain you’ve caused?”

the room fell silent, boiling blood pumping in your ears.

“huh?! do you?”

“no–”

“no you don’t! i've been stupid enough to keep chasing after you and all you’ve done is let me down and made me look like a fucking idiot! everyone knew about her, about what you were doing behind my back and you knew it was wrong but you couldn’t stop! you’re a monster and i’m not going to cry over a mistake you made…"

sadness welled as you stared down at the man kneeling at your feet. he was a stranger who only resembled the man you loved in appearance, not in honour or integrity or character – you were grieving the lando who had showed you the world with so much love and adoration and hope.

"you will have to live with this mistake for the rest of your life.”

“you’re right. i will never forgive myself 'cause she meant nothing and i have to fix this – i need to fix this because i love you.. so much. i’ll get help, i’ll see someone just give me a chance to fix it…”

“do you really think that is going to fix it?”

you pointed to the dainty box that held so much weight. in a way it represented a future founded on four years of memories, of something resembling happiness. sure, there had been disappointments, hundreds of missed calls, a few missed anniversaries and your gnawing intuition saying that maybe the paranoia wasn’t just inside your head. but ending like this, in betrayal and heartache – you hadn’t seen that one coming.

lando swallowed the lump forming in his throat, queasy from the drunken stupor he’d drank himself into and the dread settling in the pit of his empty stomach, “thought it might be start…”

a strained laugh slipped from pursed lips as venom coated your sharpened tongue, “and that is how i know you will never change.”

“please,” lando scrambled to his feet and reached out for your hand in an attempt to stop you from walking away, “please don’t leave me…” he begged, voice barely above a whisper.

lando knew he would never forget the look in your eyes when you slowly turned back to him – they were cold and punishing, bone-chilling. they swirled with the web of lies and sorrow that he had inflicted upon the person he loved the most in the world, who had given him everything she had, who loved him unconditionally, which made it nearly impossible to accept that he had lost you.

“you left me six months ago when you slept with her, lando.”

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[arabella0001]

Pushing his buttons, Part 1

Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha x Reader Anime: Naruto Synopsis: you like him but you dont wanna admit, he is an asshole

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

This is the first i wrote so be gentle pls (eng not my first language)

minimum 2 parts, smut in next part!

Warnings: slow burn, teasing, rough doggy, all characters are of age/aged up, dirty talk, angry sasuke, oral (female and male receiving), missionary

You see a young man with spiky black hair and dark eyes, wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, dark blue pants, and a purple rope belt. He has a sword strapped to his back. A red-and-white fan symbol adorns the back of his shirt, indicating his clan affiliation. He is Sasuke Uchiha, one of the last survivors of the Uchiha clan, a powerful ninja family that was massacred by his older brother, Itachi.

“You're in my way.” he says with disdain and impatience as he pushes you aside.

“Asshole” stumbled back from his push.

“Watch your mouth.” Sasuke retorts. He has little patience and tolerance for people who defy him or insult him. He has been through a lot and has little respect for anyone who doesn’t acknowledge his strength and power. Sasuke notices your eye roll and gets even more annoyed.

“Do you have a problem with me?” He asks with a sharp tone, his Sharingan eye glaring at you.

“Chill, I don’t, i just don’t tolerate de assholes like you” you replied.

 “And I can’t tolerate disrespectful brats like you. You should show some respect to your betters.” Sasuke’s eye twitches with irritation.

“ Sure, asshole.” chuckling and bowing sarcastically. “I’m too weak to even speak to you”

Sasuke clenches his fist angrily. “You know what? I’ve had enough of your attitude.” He steps closer to you and glares down at you with his Sharingan. “I’m going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget.” he takes a step closer to you.

“The last past minutes you were very impatient to go somewhere. Where is your rush now?” you replied while looking at him grining.

Sasuke’s eye twitches with irritation again. “Don’t change the subject. You’re the one who’s being disrespectful and annoying. You’re making me lose valuable time that I could be using to be closer to my goal.”

You roll your eyes chuckling at him before speaking “I was just barking back because your arrogant push. You were the disrespectful one. I guess you are not used to people speaking back at your shitty behaviour. Sorry i m not a fangirl of you.” even though I like you.

Sasuke scoffs at your words but before he had a chance to reply “So fuck off and next time dont push me around cause I will not tolerate” smirking at him. “Good luck at your goal” speaking genuine.

Sasuke looks at you with disbelief and irritation. “I don’t need your permission to do anything, nor your support. You’re just a weakling who’s standing in my way.”

 “Whatever” you roll your eyes while giving him a dismissive wave of your  hand, a slighty blush on your face when you turn your back to him.

Sasuke watches you walk away with irritation and frustration.“Hmph, just don’t get in my way again.” He mutters to himself before continuing his journey.

After continuing his journey from some time, he can’t shake off the encounter with you. He keeps thinking about your bold attitude and defiant glare. He couldn’t believe there was someone who wasn’t afraid of him or didn’t admire him. Normally, people either respected his power and status or feared him. But you were being disrespectful, challenging, and irritating. The same can be said about you too, you were going right back home, remembering the last encounter with Sasuke. You were a bit flusttered, because to be honest, you were attracted to him long ago and stealing glances. But he don’t need to know that, at least you are making him angry. You continue with your mundane daily life, training and whatnot, unaware that you’re still on Sasuke’s mind.*

Sasuke keeps thinking about you and feeling more and more irritated. He doesn’t like the fact that you don’t fear him. He’s convinced you have some kind of death wish or you’re just plain stupid. He can’t understand why you aren’t intimidated by him.Sasuke, still irritated and curious, decides to track you down again. Before sunrise, usually you go traing in your spot in the forest, not so far from the leaf village. He follows your lingering scent and finds you training in a secluded spot in the forest. He stays hidden and observes you from a distance, curious about your training technique and skill level. You try to remember something from your training at Mount Myoboku, entering Sage Mode, by gathering natural energy, enhancing your physical abilities, sensory perception, and chakra,

Sasuke watches you training with curiosity and a hint of respect. “Hmph, not bad,” He thinks to himself, impressed by your focus and determination. He still feels annoyed by your earlier encounter, but he can’t deny that you have talent and potential.

Suddenly I was feeling a chakra around me and start looking around.”Who s here?”

Sasuke hesitates for a moment, contemplating whether to reveal himself or keep hiding. Curiosity wins over caution and he decides to show himself, stepping out from behind the tree. He gives you a cool, unimpressed look. “It’s just me.”

“Oh hello the strongest Uchiha. What are you doing here?”mocking him, a surprised expression on your face.

Sasuke rolls his eyes at your mocking tone. “What does it look like I’m doing? I’m watching you train.” He crosses his arms and glares at you. “And I’m not the strongest Uchiha just yet.”

“I think i like to push your buttons. Your annoying face is the best.” chuckling to yourself. “If you dont mind, i need to continue untill sun is down” you start stretching yourself, feeling a bit flusttered because of his presence and because you were just in some shorts and your tshirt plain.

Sasuke watches you stretch and notices the flush on your face. “Hmph, I don’t see why you would enjoy pushing my buttons. It’s just asking for trouble.” He tries to hide his own reaction to your appearance. He hadn’t expected you to look so effortlessly attractive and looking so natural and alive, which somehow annoyed him even more.

“Well i love a little trouble. It makes you feel alive. And i dont feel alive often” continuing my stretching while trying to remain calm under his gaze.

He looks at you more thoroughly and can’t help but notice how you’re controlling your chakra so effortlessly. He feels a twinge of jealousy, realizing that your skill level is far higher than he anticipated.

“Did you find something on your journey?” a small smirk showing on your face,  remebering your intense first interaction with him.

Sasuke clenches his fist, reminded of his failed attempt to gather intel about someone. “Don’t bring it up. It’s none of your business, anyway.” Sasuke responds coldly, crossing his arms defensively. He doesn’t like being reminded of his failures, especially by someone who has the nerve to challenge and mock him.

“Just making conversation. I dont know really know things about you, maybe just rumours of your admirers” amusament in you rvoice.

Sasuke’s eye twitches at your comment about his admirers. “Hmph, you believe “ everything you hear? He says, although secretly he feels a bit flattered. His reputation as a powerful shinobi spreads like wildfire, and it’s not rare for women to fall for his charisma and strength.

“I didnt say i believe it. I believe something when i saw that myself.” You replied back, while trying ignoring his presence.

Sasuke tilts his head, intrigued by your response. “Oh, so you prefer to rely on personal experience rather than just rumors? I respect that. But you should know, I’m worth all the hype.” He says arrogantly, trying to hide the smallest hint of a smirk on his lips.

“Maybe you do”chuckling to him “But this atittude of yours doesnt help” with a smirk on you face, you replied back. Continuing your exercises, you are trying to be confident in your moves and body because you don’t really care anymore about others opinion, you know you looked good and that’s enough. “But is him” telling to yourself.”Oh shut up”groaning internally.

Sasuke watches you stretching and exercising, his gaze lingering on your body for a moment before he catches himself. He feels a mix of admiration and annoyance because he knows you’re not doing it for his attention. “Hmph, are you trying to impress me with your skills or just showing off your body?” He teases, raising an eyebrow.

“Dont flatter yourself. Is not my fault you were watching me, stalker” blushing slighty at his words while turning around, trying to play cool.

Sasuke snickers at your reaction, noticing the faint blush on your cheeks. He can’t believe you’re actually embarrassed. “I wasn’t stalking you. I was just watching you train. You’re the one who’s showing off in front of me.” He responds with a smug grin, his eyes still trailing your body and making you more flustered.

“Oh get over yourself. You can look in other direction if I’m in your way” you replied back smirking because you made him remember the first words he said to you, an annoying glare on his face.

Sasuke’s eye twitches again at your reference but didn’t say anything about that. “I can look wherever and at whoever I want,” *Sasuke retorts, trying to hide the fact that your words have managed to irk him. He watches as you continue to move effortlessly, the jealousy building up within him.*

“Do you want a little show? a chuckle escaped you while returning to the training area. “So what are you gonna do here? Your gonna train with me or go?’ you speak to him again, a look of determination on your face.

Sasuke’s face turns slightly pink at your meaning, but he composes himself quickly. He glares at you trying to mask his own curiosity. “I won’t train with you. I don’t need to prove anything to you.” He takes a deep breath and looks at you, debating if he should just leave or stay to watch.

“Then let me train and go on your business, loser.” a small chuckle is leaving your lips, you feel a little bit flusttered by his presence, you don’t wanna be watched by him

Sasuke scoffs at your words. He wants to argue, but he knows there’s no point in staying here with you any longer.  “Tch, fine. I won’t stay any longer. Just don’t get yourself into trouble.” he says, glancing at you one more time before turning and walking away.

“Yeah yeah.Byee’ you replied softly while trying to remain calm, turning around with a blush on your face.

Sasuke hears your softer tone and feels a pang of something he can’t quite identify. He pauses for a moment, but then decides to ignore it and walks away. He keeps thinking about your stubborn and annoying attitude, and he finds himself confused by how attractive he finds it.

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Heal Together: Chapter 9 (Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw fic)

I would like to, once again, start off by apologizing for being MIA for an entire month. Shit is kind of hitting the fan in my personal life, to put it bluntly and writing just had to go on the backburner... yet again. Hopefully with the holidays coming up I'll be able to chill out and write a little more.

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Content warning: foreplay but not the actual sex... if that makes sense

Word count: 1.3k+

Bradley led you out of the Hard Deck, hand in hand. You watched his strides in front of you, good god, he was so fucking hot. You weren’t sure if it was you or the tequila, but you so desperately wanted to reach out in front of you and grab a handful of ass. Once you two reached the parking lot and were headed towards the Bronco, your intrusive thoughts took over and you reached out to grab that booty.

Bradley’ gaze snapped in your direction, “May I help you, sweetheart?”

“It was…” you giggled, “it was just there… and it looked so good… I just had to touch it.”

He chuckled, pulled you into him, grabbed your backside with both hands and kissed you hard, “As long as you don’t mind me copping a feel too.”

“I was hoping you would, Bradshaw.” You giggled against his lips as he went in for another kiss.

When the kiss finally broke again, he asked , “Wanna go back to my place this time?”

You bit your lip and nodded eagerly, “Absolutely.”

Bradley couldn’t get the door open fast enough, the two of you barreled into the entrance in a slurry of kisses and wandering hands. You closed the door behind you and Bradley pushed you up against it, kissing you passionately.

He pulled away for a moment, causing a whine to escape your lips.

“Do you want a drink or something?” He asked sheepishly.

You couldn’t help but burst into giggles, “Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw, take me to bed or lose me forever.”

A smile spread across his face, as if he’d heard you say that a million times before, “No need to tell me twice, Sweetheart.” He hoisted you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“Bradley!” You squeaked and giggled uncontrollably, scrambling to cover your panties as your dress rode up.

Bradley reached up and gave your bum a gentle smack, “Blue panties, I like it!”

You continued your giggles, “They have flowers on them.”

“Very nice.” He smirked and threw you into his perfectly made bed.

You took his hand and pulled him on top of you.

Bradley tutted playfully, “So aggressive… so needy.”

“I’m going to ignore that very accurate assessment.” You quipped and crashed your lips into his.

He kissed you hungerly and pulled off his Hawaiian shirt and wifebeater like his life depended on it. He then grabbed the hem of your sundress and asked, “May I?”, against your lips.

You paused the make out, “I’d be offended if you didn’t.”

He chuckled and pulled your dress over your head then gently pushed you back against the mattress, “I just want to get a good look at you.”

You bit your lip and looked up at him with big doe eyes, “Well?”

He beamed at you for a moment before sighing, “God, you’re beautiful…”

You scanned his chiseled features from top to bottom, “I could say the same thing about you.”

His cheeks flushed and he swooped back in for your kiss again.

Your hands fumbled below his waist trying to undo his belt, he eventually reached down to help you, tearing his jeans off in the process.

Unlike you, Bradley unhooked your bra and took it off so smoothly, without even breaking your kiss. This man was unreal. His kisses started to travel away from your lips and down your neck. He caressed your breasts and his lips found that spot that made you moan in the middle of the bar earlier. The same sound escaped your lips but only louder, echoing in the quiet bedroom and he chuckled against your skin.  His hands and kisses made their way down to your belly and sides, it felt so nice… until he got to one spot that made you let out a giggly squeal. 

He paused and looked up at you with a devilish grin, “Ticklish?”

You cupped your hand over your mouth with embarrassment.

He winked at you, “I’ll have to revisit that later… but right now I’ve gotta taste you.” 

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Rooster woke up to a strip of sunlights across his eyes. He squinted to see that he’d forgotten to close his blinds the night before. He was busy, very busy making a beautiful woman moan, writhe, and eventually cum… multiple times. He looked beside him to see that same beautiful woman, sleeping peacefully. Her face was so relaxed, her mouth was slightly open, and a little bit of drool dribbled off her check and onto the pillow case. She was angelic. He got up quietly, as not to disturb her, fixed his blinds and took a quick pee. When he slid back in bed, she stirred a little. Her eyebrows knit together, making her forehead wrinkle, and she let out a sad whine.

“Shhhhh” he soothed her quietly by softly stroking the patch of wrinkled skin between her eyebrows, just like his mother did when he was a child.

Her face relaxed and she let out a relaxed sigh as she nuzzled deeper into the pillow. Even in her sleep, Bradley couldn’t help but stare and smile like an idiot; she’s just so damn beautiful.

He eventually drifted back to sleep for an hour or so, waking up with Y/N nestled in his arms. He must’ve pulled her in like a teddy bear unconsciously, their bodies fit together perfectly like puzzle pieces

Y/N let out a groan and stretched her arms out in front of her, making all kinds of pterodactyl noises.

Bradley’s heart melted, “How are you the cutest person I’ve ever met?”

She turned around in his arms so she could face him, “I’m not sure you’ll be singing the same tune when I kiss you with my morning breath.”

“Try me.” He smirked.

She kissed him softly and sweetly.

“Oh that’s child’s play!” He rolled over on top of her, “Gimme the real stank breath!”

Her giggles were music to Bradley’s ears, he couldn’t help but repeatedly kiss her through them.

“You are such a weirdo!” She cried out.

He placed his hand strategically on the same spot on her side, just below her ribs, that made her squeal with laughter in the middle of a steamy moment, “What was that?”

She quickly grabbed his wrist with both hands and pushed his hand away from her midsection, “Bradshaw, don’t you fucking dare!”

He chuckled and kissed her sweetly, “... You know I have another hand, right?”

Before Y/N could react, he attacked the same spot but on the other side with tickles.

“Youuuu dickkkkkk!” She cried through the uncontrollable giggles.

Despite her insults, Bradley didn’t want these giggles to ever stop. He realized in that moment that making her laugh was now another one of his favorite things. He strategically moved his attack down her sides, squeezing at her hips.

“BRAHAHAHAHAHADSHAW!” Y/N’s sweet giggled evolved into full on belly laughter. To his surprise, Bradley had unlocked a better sound than her sweet giggles.

“Say I’m a cute weirdo and I’ll stop.” He taunted before pausing to allow for her to speak.

She attempted to catch her breath through residual giggles, “You’re… you’re… the cutest fucking weirdo!”

Bradley held his hands up, proving that he was finished, “I’m done, I’m done! I got everything I wanted.”

Still giggling, still catching her breath, she asked, “And what was that? What did you want?”

He climbed off of her, “To make you laugh, to hear you call me cute.”

“You didn’t need to tickle me to death to have me call you cute.” She rolled her eyes, “You could’ve just asked.”

“That’s not as fun,” He gave her a cheesy grin, “And you never told me to stop.”

Her cheeks flushed red and she grumbled, “Well, I didn’t totally hate it…” then her voice got very clear, “But don’t make it a habit or I’ll kick your tight little pilot butt.”

Bradley playfully gasped, “Oh no, I’m absolutely terrified.”

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[flightlessangelwings]

Never Let You Go

Joel Miller x fem!reader (no use of y/n) Word count- 3.2k Warnings- smut (18+ ONLY!), fight/argument, angst, emotional hurt/comfort, making up, love confessions, feelings, light dirty talk and praise kink, unprotected sex, set in the Jackson part of the show/game Notes- Inspired by a thought from discord that I just had to write into a full fic! And added a little romantic smut too cause gotta have that happy ending after that angst lol! The angst was very cathartic for me tow rite since I’ve been going through it lately too lol. Enjoy! Taglists are closed. To stay up to date on when I post, feel free to also follow my update blog and turn on post notifs @flightlessangelwings-updates​

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Jackson was like a dream. After living in the QZ for so long and then making the dangerous trip across the country with Joel and Ellie, it felt surreal that there was a settlement of people living so peacefully. Laughter rang everywhere you went, and the kindness was a welcome change of pace. Not to mention a clean house, a warm meal and a hot shower felt like heaven on earth.

But the feeling of paradise didn’t last long when Joel came up to you with a serious look on his face. “Hey,” his tone was low and he held a calmness in his eyes.

Your face dropped, “What is it, Joel?”

“We gotta talk,” he sighed as he crossed his arms.

“Something wrong?” you asked as your nerves tingled under your skin. You knew by the look on Joel’s face that something was in his mind, and it scared you to wonder what was going through his head. After traveling across the country with him and Ellie, you liked to think you knew him well… and you held a secret longing in your heart for him. But right now, a chill ran through your veins and you had no idea what was coming next. 

“Now that we’re here, I think you should stay.” Joel sounded cold as he spoke. As much as he hated to break your heart like this, he told himself that this was for the best. This was the best way to keep you safe and out of danger. He had too many close calls on the road, and the thought of losing you was too much for him to bear. It was a stab in the heart to see that look on your face and the tears in your eyes, but if it kept you safe, Joel would find a way to manage. 

“What?” you snapped in a burst of emotions, “Stay?”

“Yeah,” Joel huffed as he hid his true feelings under the anger that suddenly exploded between you, “This place has everything you need. You can build a new life here. You’ll be happy. Trust me, this is the best for you.“

“Don’t make my decision for me, Joel. You should know me better than to do that.” The rage bubbled to the surface as tears filled your eyes and you stared at him, “Why?” was the first question that popped into your head after several moments of tense silence.

“Because,” Joel’s tone turned more sour as he sounded harsher than he meant to, “You’re better off here. It’s best this way.” 

From behind you, Ellie’s face appeared in the shadows. She watched with wide eyes as the two of you went back and forth, but she decided to stay silent. You didn’t even know she was there, but Joel caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye.

“So after everything we’ve been through, you’re just dumping me off here? Don’t I mean anything to you?” There it was: the hurt under all the animosity. And it was palpable as your voice broke. 

Joel’s jaw clenched but he stayed silent.

And that only made you angrier, “What is this, you think I can’t handle myself out there? That I’m a fucking liability or something? Is that it, Joel? I’m not a damsel in distress you know!”

“It’s not…” He couldn’t keep up the facade anymore as you broke down in front of him. Suddenly, Joel regretted ever bringing it up in the first place. 

“Save it,” you spat as you turned to leave, “Fine. Have it your way. Good luck with everything,” your tone was harsh and low as you walked out the door and slammed it behind you.

Joel watched you leave with tears in his eyes, but he stayed frozen in place. His heart pounded in his chest as all the unspoken words ate him up inside. He wanted to tell you the truth of why he wanted you to stay in Jackson. He wanted to tell you exactly how he felt, But he couldn’t risk that. Not when he’d already lost so much.

“Joel!” Ellie’s voice rang from where he hid in the shadows, “What the fuck are you doing? Go after her!” She ran up and tugged at his arm.

“Ellie it ain’t that simple,” Joel signed as he turned and walked towards the bedroom, “She’s too angry right now anyway…” …And I blew it…

“Joel…”

“Ellie!” Joel snapped back louder than he meant to. When he saw Ellie’s wide eyes, he took a deep breath and continued in a softer tone, “Enough,” he sounded exasperated as he closed the door to the bedroom, leaving Ellie alone in the flurry of emotions that both of you left behind. Behind closed doors, Joel buried his head in his hands as his own tears soaked his skin.

Fuck…

*

The cold air nipped at your skin as you sat outside in the snow. You walked around Jackson aimlessly for hours until your legs screamed at you to rest. So, you stopped somewhere in the outskirts of the town and sat on a log. The spot you picked was up on a hill, and it gave you the perfect view of Jackson.

You watched all the people in the distance as you stayed in your solitude. A fresh layer of snow made the ground glisten and your eyes traced the footsteps that the people left behind. Chatter echoed from the crowd that gathered in the middle of town, and you watched with a solemn expression as families gathered together.

Couples nuzzled together in front of the glittering lights. Lovers brought their partners mugs of warm drinks to share together. Families laughed together like the world hadn’t fallen apart around them. For the first time in a long time, you saw so many smiling faces. Instead of it bringing you comfort, though, it only brought you sadness.

A sharp shiver escaped your lips as a chill ran up your skin. Goosebumps erupted on your arms under the thin coat you wore, and you wished you had grabbed something thicker before you stormed out on Joel. Your teeth chattered as you sat alone in the cold…

But, that chill suddenly vanished when you felt a new layer of warmth across your shoulders and back. You gasped as you turned around and saw Joel next to you as he slung his warm jacket over your shoulders. He held a melancholy look in his eyes as he sat down next to you without a word.

“Joel…” you snarled. When he just looked forward, watching the crowd that had captivated you to the point where you didn’t hear him walk up behind you, you softened, “Thank you.”

He sighed your name, “You’re welcome.”

You stared at Joel for several long moments, studying his features. Scars littered his face, but they only made him more handsome to you. The sharp angle of his nose and the softness in his eyes captivated you from the moment you met. When he exhaled, your eyes landed on his lips, and you wondered what it was like to kiss them. 

And as furious as you were at Joel for what he said earlier, you couldn’t help but feel calm and safe with him just sitting beside you in this comfortable silence. There was just something about him that you couldn’t pull away from even if you wanted to.

“I’m sorry,” Joel broke the silence with a confession that caught you off guard. 

This time it was your turn to stay silent as he turned and faced you. The look on his face made your heart skip a beat, and the sorrow in his eyes made you want to pull him close and hold him tight. But, you could also tell he had more to say, so you let him continue.

“I don’t think you can’t handle yourself. And you ain’t a liability. It ain't nothing like that at all,” Joel spoke in a soft tone but one that still held all the emotions he kept buried, “The truth is…” he sighed as his gaze dropped to the ground, “I was afraid.”

“You? Afraid?” you scoffed, “Joel you’re the toughest man I know. I’ve seen you take on a clicker with just a rusty shiv. You protected me and Ellie all this time. So what…?”

“I love you,” Joel interrupted you with another confession that took you by surprise.

“What?” Your voice was hushed as you gasped.

Joel sighed as he buried his face in his hands for a moment before he turned to you again, “The reason I’m afraid, baby… Is because I fucking love you. The thought of losing you is just…” he sobbed softly, “Fuck, I can’t even bare it if anything happened to you. You and Ellie… You’re everything to me now.”

“Joel,” you breathed as you scooted yourself closer and cupped his face, “Call me that again.”

A flash of a grin lit up his face, “Baby…” 

You looked deep into his eyes, and the mistiness you saw there brought on tears of your own. You rubbed your thumbs across his beard a few times before you crashed your lips to his. Joel let out a muffled groan, but quickly reciprocated the kiss. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in even closer as he deepened the kiss.

Even in the cold, a warmth spread between your bodies as you held each other tightly. Your hands grasped at his jaw as you tasted Joel on your tongue. You moaned softly into his mouth, and it only spurred him on more as he ran his hands up and down your back. Between the warmth of his jacket and the explosion of emotions between you both, the icy fingers of the winter air melted away.

When you broke away for air, you rested your forehead against Joel’s, “I love you too, Joel. I have for a long fucking time.” You were quiet again as you just stared into his eyes, “From now on, we work together, ok? Don’t push me away.”

“Yes ma’am,” the smile that lit up Joel’s face made your heart flutter and the way he squeezed your waist sent a pulse through your body that went right to your core. “How about you and I get out of here then,” Joel’s low tone made you whimper with need and suddenly a new feeling took over your body and your mind.

“Let’s go,” you murmured in a matching tone.

Joel stood, taking you with him, and he never let you go on the walk back to the house that Tommy and Maria set you all up in. When you crossed the door, Joel shrugged his jacket off of you and called out into the house, “Ellie?”

When it was silent, you made your way into the living room where a note sat on the table, “Joel,” you called out to him as you read the note, “Ellie went to the movies with the other kids in town. We have the place to ourselves for a while.”

Joel came up behind you and snaked his arms around you, pulling you close as he groaned in your ear, “Good,” he bucked his hips against your body, “Cause I’d hate to have to keep you quiet after finally having you to myself, baby.”

“Joel…” you moaned as you turned around and faced him, “Who knew you had such a mouth on you,” you quipped back before he took your lips with his in another deep, heated kiss.

“I’ve thought about this for so long, baby,” Joel purred as he led you through the house and up the stairs to the bedroom, “You have no idea how long I wanted to hold you and never let you go.”

“Then hold me and never let me go, Joel.” 

He let out a single soft laugh, “Yes ma’am,” he repeated himself in a softer tone as he kissed you again.

As much as he wanted to take his time with you, the need was also too great to take it slow. In what felt like a flash, you both had stumbled your way into the bedroom, kissing each other and ripping clothes off as you went. You didn’t even notice the bed until your legs hit the edge and you tumbled backwards and landed on your back with Joel on top of you. Both of you let out loud huffs as the air was forced out of your lungs but you immediately broke out into laughter.

“Now I’m extra glad I got to have a shower,” you joked.

“Doesn't matter to me, baby,” Joel groaned, “I’d still have you either way. I ain’t scared of a little dirt and sweat.”

“Joel,” you playfully slapped his shoulder before your laughter dissipated and you admired every inch of skin that was now exposed to you. Your mouth dropped open as you couldn’t help but gawk at Joel naked on top of you, “Wow…” you breathed in awe.

He dropped his head and let the tufts of hair hide his face as he took the opportunity to admire you as well, “Fuck baby you’re so beautiful.”

Before you could retort, Joel took your lips with his once more, but this time the kiss was slow and deep. His hips rocked against yours as his tongue danced in the same rhythm. Joel’s hardened cock dragged along your wet folds as he swallowed the moans you let out from his actions.

“Baby, as much as I wanna take my time with you, I don’t think I can right now,” Joel pleaded.

“Then fuck me, Joel,” you moaned, “I don’t care… I need you too bad.”

“Fuck,” he groaned as he nudged his cock at your entrance, “I swear baby, next time I’m gonna take my time with you,” Joel moaned as he slowly pushed the tip past your first ring of muscle, “I’m gonna spend hours between your legs before I fuck you. Then I’m gonna fuck you til the sun comes up.”

“Oh fuck… Joel…” your mind swam as he pushed himself inside you inch by inch while whispering sweet praises in your ear. Between his cock stretching you out and the way he spoke, you knew you weren’t going to last long.

“You alright, baby?” Joel cupped the side of your face as he continued to slowly sheath himself inside you.

“Yes,” you replied  immediately, “Please Joel… Keep going…”

“Shit baby…”

Joel covered your body with his own and buried his face in the crook of your neck as his hips met yours. Both of you moaned loudly as your bodies connected and he buried his cock completely inside you. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders and dug your nails into his back.

“Move Joel… Please…”

Unable to deny you, Joel groaned your name as he rocked his hips back and snapped them forward, slamming his cock deep inside you. Both of you cried out in harmony as he thrust his hips again and again in a steady rhythm. You threw your head back as tears filled the corners of your eyes. To you and Joel, the entire world melted away and all that was left was each other as he filled you over and over again.

“Fuck… Joel… I’m gonna…” you moaned as you clung to him tighter.

“Fuck baby… Me too…”

Joel sped up his thrusts as you both chased your climaxes. And between the heat of the moment and the high emotions, it didn’t take long for you both to fall apart. You and Joel clawed at each other as you came one right after the other. Moans and cries and incoherent praises echoed between you two as you rode out your climaxes together. Even in the cold, sweat lined your bodies as you both trembled from the weight of your orgasms until you both completely collapsed. 

You held Joel close as he let himself flop on top of you, his cock still buried inside you. Neither of you wanted to move even if you could, and you placed soft kisses along his hairline. You felt Joel mirror your action as he kissed along your shoulder and whenever he could reach. Heavy breaths were the only sound in the room as you both recovered your strength. 

With a groan, Joel eventually pushed himself up and pulled out of you before he collapsed next to you. Immediately, you nuzzled yourself into his open arms and rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as you closed your eyes contently. The beat of Joel’s heat reminded you that he was still there, and he wasn’t going anywhere. And the feeling of you in his arms told Joel that you were here, and you weren’t going anywhere. Together, you stayed happy in the other’s arms.

And sleep would have taken you over if it weren’t for the sound of the front door opening and Ellie calling both your names.

“Anyone here?” she called into the quiet house.

“Upstairs, Ellie… But don’t come up here,” you called out to her with a giggle.

Even without seeing her, you knew that Ellie rolled her eyes at you, “Ok gross!” she couldn’t help but laugh, “Don’t go traumatizing children here!”

“Ellie!” Joel chastised.

She stomped up the stairs as loudly as possible, “I am here!” Ellie enunciated every word with a stomp, “Just going to my room,” she hollered as she reached the door and slammed it shut behind her, “I gotta find earmuffs or something,” she muttered to herself. Truly though, Ellie was happy the two of you made up, “It’s about fucking time.” If she had anyone to bet with, Ellie would have wagered how long it would take you and Joel to finally realize your feelings for the other. 

Your eyes never left Joel’s face as the two of you listened to Ellie’s dramatic display. You couldn’t help but smile brightly as he rolled his eyes and let out a deep sigh. But, when he felt you staring, he turned and met your gaze.

“What is it?” Joel asked.

“Nothing,” you sighed dreamily, “It’s just… This is nice,” you gestured to the room, “It feels right, you know?”

Joel let out a short laugh as he gave you a squeeze, “It does…” 

“Promise me it’ll be like this after we’re done,” you said, “The three of us together like this…” …like family.

Joel leaned forward and placed a long kiss on your forehead, “I promise baby,” his low tone made your heart skip a beat, “I ain’t coming back without both of you.” 

You closed your eyes contently as you leaned into his embrace. Neither of you spoke the words that were on the tip of your tongues, but you both knew from the way you held the other what was left unsaid. 

“Let’s get some sleep,” Joel muttered as he made himself comfortable and pulled you in so that your head rested on his shoulder and his arms stayed securely wrapped around you. 

And Joel looked forward to the days that would end like this: with the ones he loved safe under the same roof. For Joel, that was paradise and worth fighting for. 

[beaniemoon]

Uppermoon Headcannons - Their Weak Points to Their Darling

This is my first actual post that I personally wrote so... Pls don't judge

Warnings: 18+ Content (mentioned), Swearing

Muzan

I'm sorry but I cannot say he isn't hot

So this guy is very possessive and I swear do not mess with him unless you want to lose the ability to walk for weeks to come

BUT even the mighty Muzan Kibutsuji has his weak spots

For instance, when you play with his hair after an absolutely fucked-up week I tell you he will enjoy it

Or when you just... do as he says without complaining and all that shit and he will slightly appreciate it

He would be softer to you than to others but don't get your hopes up... He shall punish you very badly if you misbehave (which is what you do all the time lol)

Since you're his precious doll he will not kill you (fortunately) and will leave bites and hickeys all over you

I swear don't reject them, you'll regret it

For all those Muzan lovers out there I have one thing to tell you: If you behave you shall be blessed with the ability to stay alive in his presence

I swear to God this man is easy to enrage

So be careful, kay?

Kokushibo

My fav Boyyyy

First things first: he is an elegant gentleman that will not hurt his darling without reason (like Muzan)

So you can be more playful with him :)

He makes the best food ever and please reassure him that you love him because my guy is insecure

He will melt even if you give him the smallest of things, such as holding his hand, hugging his waist (I'm sorry but he is TALL), and small kisses on his face

He can get possessive, but only when he feels that being so is necessary to get you to stap with your bullshit

Overall he is a nice guy once you get to know him and I am not lying when I say he is a good cushion to snuggle in

PS he will punish you for your stupidities but will take good care of you afterwards

(Because he doesn't want to lose you, obviously)

@koku-shibou

Douma

Y'all know who this is?

This is the most sadistic person you shall ever encounter in your life

Change my mind

Anyways his soft spots would probably be your aggressiveness, because so far everyone worships him and he doesn't get that often from a human

He finds it cute, how you’re trying so hard to reject him but epically failing

Will tease you till you lose your mind

Will punish you if for no reason because he is a bitch

Sugar Daddy

For all the girls out there that simp him, y’all better be sex-resistant

Cause otherwise you will never be able to leave the bed ever again

Akaza

Lol he looks like he’s proposing

If you’re a girl, prepare for his protectiveness to go from zero to a million

If you’re a guy, prepare for a nice but aggressive guy

Imma go with the female half first because I’m a girl

So basically he will give you literally everything you want without spoiling you one bit

Bento? Ya got bento

Rice balls? You don’t need to ask twice

He is probably the safest boyfriend for girls because you’ll never have to fear him

For guys? Not so safe anymore are we

All I have to say to the male Akaza lovers is that you have to be strong

Cause otherwise you’re gonna get hacked to bits

Hantengu

This guy, your boyfriend?

I honestly do not see this as okay, since he’ll be scared even if you’re within two meters from him

But I guess he can use some love…

Weak spots for you? Everything

I seriously don’t have much to say to this…

Sekido

Possessive man

He’s very hot though

He’ll calm down if you behave and do as he says

Don’t be an idiot unless you wanna get zapped

He has a chill side, don’t worry

As long as you’re alone, he’ll be nice

Just make sure the others aren’t going to barge in on one of your kissing sessions, it really pisses him off

Karaku

He is pleasure itself

He doesn’t have weak points to you cause… you know

Maybe he’ll be chill and less cheery with you sometimes

I do not think that he has weak points

I mean, do we need him to have some? I don’t think so…

Urogi

Literally same as Karaku

Doesn’t need weak points to be better

He already heaven

Just watch out for his claws

Aizetsu

Cute boy will be happy with you

His weak points? You

His soft spot? You

His body pillow? You

He is the babysitter supreme

If you want him to stay good though, you gotta reassure him that you’ll always love him

Because like Kokushibo he is insecure

So be nice, Kay?

Zohakuten

My fav clone!!

As we all know, he is possessive and aggressive like he always was

Dirty mouth

But with you? Perhaps a bit softer

He will stroke your hair with you straddled in his lap

His look would soften if you look at him with your cute, curious eyes

Smile at him, he’ll feel less hatred

If someone interrupts you, they dead by next morning

Overall he’s gonna take care of you slightly roughly, but he’s nice

Gyokko

I don’t like him

Narcissist

So I’m gonna leave him

Gyutaro

He would be much softer with you than with anyone else in this wretched world

Except for Daki

His weak spot? Your kindness

You’re so sweet and kind to him every time you smile at him his brain just goes *malfunction*

If you sing “Scars to Your Beautiful” to him he will cry

Happily, of course

He loves you and will always hold on to you no matter what

You are his ray of sunshine, no way he’s letting you go

Will turn you into a demon because he wants you by his side forever

You’re not seeing any other man

Ever again

Daki

No

Just No

Like HAIL NAH

In short, her weak spots count: zero

Kaigaku

I think he will sing that song Bowser sang

He is sweet

Yes he is do not reject

So y’all know how he’s an asshole to literally everyone? He won’t be to you

He likes going to peach trees with you and just sitting there and eating peaches is very precious to him

Likes it when you sing

Will not let you out of his sight

He is possessive because he is an asshole

But the good way

Get him some peaches and he’ll be happy

You can mess with him all you want, the most he’s gonna do is fuck you nicely

Hehe

I fell off the topic so bad I now hate myself…

I hope y’all enjoyed it!!

[starter-library]

THE RISE AND FALL OF A MIDWEST PRINCESS BY CHAPPELL ROAN LYRIC STARTERS

feel free to change phrasing as you see fit

“I’m so sick of online love”

“Um, can you play a song with a fucking beat?”

“Ladies, you know what I mean and you know what you need”

“She was a playboy, Brigitte Bardot. She showed me things I didn't know”

“She did it right there out on the deck, Put her canine teeth in the side of my neck”

“I just wanna get to know ya guess I didn't quite think it through”

“Fell in love with the thought of you”

“Baby, why don't you come over?”

“Want me to fuck you? Baby, I will 'cause I really want to”

“Well, back at my house I've got a California king. Okay, maybe it's a twin bed And some roommates”

“I heard you like magic I've got a wand and a rabbit”

“Baby, let's get freaky, get kinky, Let's make this bed get squeaky”

“Nothing good happens when it's late and you're dancing alone"

“Cause after midnight I'm feeling kinda freaky, maybe it's the club lights”

“I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend if you don't mind”

“I love a little drama, let's start a bar fight”

“I really want your hands on my body”

“Baby, put your hands up, Be a freak in the club”

“I'd suggest the jazz bar on Mary Ann Street but you'd buy me a drink and we know where that leads”

“I'll meet you for coffee ‘cause if we have wine you'll say that you want me. I know that's a lie”

“If I didn't love you it would be fine”

“I'd rather feel something than nothing at all”

“If I didn't trust you it would be fine”

“We've done this before and I don't need it anymore”

“Let's not do coffee. Let's not even try”

“I've heard so many rumors that I'm just a girl that you bang on your couch”

“I thought you thought of me better”

“It's hard being casual when my favorite bra lives in your dresser”

“I try to be the chill girl but honestly, I'm not”

“Bragging to your friends I get off when you hit it, I hate to tell the truth, but I'm sorry dude you didn’t”

“I hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hell”

“Never waste a Friday night on a first date"

“And so, I take him to this bar, this man wouldn't dance, He didn't ask a single question, and he was wearing these fugly jeans”

“He doesn't have what it takes to be with a girl like me”

“I'm through with all these hyper mega bummer boys like you”

“I need a super graphic ultra modern girl like me”

“We're hot, we're drunk”

“Look at her moving, baby, she's the one”

“At every party we're the party, shaking our asses and making out while the world collapses”

“Get up off your feet, get up on that bar”

“I could be the one, or your new addiction”

“I don't want the world, but I'll take this city”

“Call me hot, not pretty”

“Baby, do you like this beat? I made it so you'd dance with me”

“You can take me hot to go”

“I try not to care but it hurts my feelings”

“You don't have to stare, comе here, get with it. No one's touched me there in a damn hot minute”

“Baby, don't you like this beat? I made it so you'd sleep with me”

“What's it take to get your number?”

“What's it take to bring you home?”

“You coming home with me?”

“If karma's real, hope it's your turn”

“It's hot when you have a meltdown In the front of your house and you're getting kicked out”

“It's hot when you're drinking downtown and you're getting called out 'cause you're running your mouth”

“People say I'm jealous, but my kink is watching You ruin your life, You losing your mind”

“People say I'm jealous, but my kink is karma”

“Wishing you the best, in the worst way”

“No need to be hateful in your fake Gucci sweater”

“Do you picture me like I picture you?”

“Am I in the frame from your point of view?”

“So, tell me now all your perversions”

“I'm too scared to say half of the things I do when I picture you”

“I guess we could pretend we didn't cross a line”

“If you really wanna leave I'll never make you stay”

“Whatever you decide I will understand and it will all be fine”

“And love is a kaleidoscope how it works, I'll never know”

“I know you wanted me to stay but I can't ignore the crazy visions of me in LA”

“Won't make my mama proud it's gonna cause a scene”

“On the stage in my heels it's where I belong”

“Every night's another reason why I left it all”

“Don't think I've left you all behind”

“I know you're probably busy but I would love to see you”

“I'd love if you knew you were on my mind”

“Boys suck and girls I've never tried and we both know we're getting drunk tonight”

“Touch me, baby, put your lips on mine”

“I know you want it, baby, you can have it”

“If I don't try, then it's my loss”

“Won't you fucking touch me?”

“I just want to touch you”

“I want all of your love”

“Thought I'd be cool in California, I’d make you proud”

“To think I almost had it going but I let you down”

“I fantasize what we would do and how would it taste?”

“Can we drag it out and never quit?”

“Oh my god, you are heaven sent With your dirty mind”

[pluto-supremacy]

Can I add to the Hobie dating an autistic person ideas based on my experiences? I'm autistic, my girlfriend isn't but neither of us would be shocked if she was.

Hobie understands that he has to be ultra specific when asking or explaining something to you. He can't be vague about it and say something will take a while, he knows you prefer a specific time.

He finds your stimming cute as fuck, but he's learned quickly to step out the way when you do stim lest he wants to be in the line of fire and accidentally get hit.

Same applies with hands. You gesture a lot with your hands and it gets more animated and crazy when you're excited and you wave then about. The cutest shit ever, not so much when you're eating or prepping food and you have a knife in your hand. A gentle reminder that its okay to stim, but maybe not with a knife or something stabby or fragile in your hand is all that's needed.

Yes, you and Hobie are on the same page 99 percent of the time, but occasionally there'll be miscommunication and what he says and means will be different to what you thought it meant. This is based on me and my girlfriend a few weeks ago. I suggested we "chill out" in her room, hoping she gets the hint. We go to her room and literally chill out whilst watching Bluey. Many laughs and kisses after, it was adorable

Hobie Brown Drabble: cooking rambles with a gn!autistic!reader

➼ I absolutely love these additions to the headcanons! I also talk a lot with my hands and at work and when I’m cooking that includes gesturing with very sharp knives, so- yeah I’m forcing that on our beloved gn!reader. Enjoy this little Drabble based on some of your lovely additions!

➼ I swear I did try my best on the accent-

➼ Sorry that this took a bit longer than I promised! Work has been kicking my ass

➼ No beta we die like uncle Aaron

➼ No warnings! Just fluff here

GIF doesn't belong to me! All credits to the original owner

You treasured nights like these, nights when Hobie wasn’t needed back at Spider HQ. Or just decided not to go. Either way, you enjoyed just being able to lounge around in your shared flat together, bitch about coworkers, turn on a cheesy movie, or your favorite: cook together. Nothing beat a homemade meal in Hobie’s opinion, he just…wasn’t the best at cooking. Wasn’t terrible either, more middle of the road, so he usually stuck to stirring and prepping the vegetables.

Tonight’s menu was grilled cheeses and tomato soup, some nice comfort food. Hobie was buttering up the pan for the sandwiches while you were chopping up some onions, going on about your day. “So then I’m at the counter just trying to ring up her order. Something complicated because of course she just couldn’t have the drinks how they come, each has at least three modifications” you rambled on. You always talked with your hands, gesturing wildly that you sometimes hit people. This was no different.

Apart from the fact that this time you had a knife in your hands.

“Like she wanted no whip on this one, double whip on that one, sprinkles on the other other one” you listed off, tapping the tip of the blade against your fingers without a second thought. Hobie was of course listening, but he had his back turned. At least it was until his Spidey-sense went off. But what could be causing danger-?

Cue you still gesturing with the knife, none the wiser that Hobie, who was once by the stove, had webbed up onto the ceiling and was standing there like a bat. Your eyes had been trained down as you went on. “I was losing my mind! I wanted to scream!” You raised your hands in frustration, and when you lowered them, the knife was gone and in its place? A wooden spoon. “What-?”

“Sorry luv, but I can’t ‘ave you swingin’ that ‘round. Can’t ‘ford a trip to the hospi’al” Hobie said, still hanging upside down on the ceiling but now with your stolen knife in hand. “I fancy ya a bi’ too much to let you ‘urt yourself.”

You could only laugh, setting the spoon down as Hobie finally jumped off of the ceiling, spinning around to land on his feet. “I didn’t even realize I was doing it” you replied, holding your hand out to get the knife back. He shot you a mock skeptical look before handing it back over, now sitting on the counter. “‘S alright swee’heart. Now watch where you’re cu’ing. I wan’ you ta keep all your fingers” he hummed out lowly, watching you get back to work. He always loved watching you talk with your hands and when you would stim, sometimes he just needed to step in to keep everyone safe. Anything for his luv.

[sukunalover3]

King of Curses

A/N: a little Sukuna one-shot for my first ever post. :) I’m open to writing more if anyone has some requests. :)

Synopsis: reader and megumi find themselves trapped in sukuna’s domain. Non-canon. No spoilers.

Warnings: violence, kidnapping, rape/non-con, blood, gore. this is pretty dark and if that triggers you do not read! 18+ readers only! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Word count: 8.2k

Blood. It was the first thing that assaulted my senses. The air was thick with it. The stench of it was enough to make my nose curl upwards in revulsion, my eyes immediately stinging and tearing up. I forced my eyes closed, blinking away the burning sensation to my best abilities. The next thing I noticed was the smell of death. It was everywhere, surrounding us from all sides, along with the piles of bones that littered the ground. This was Hell, I was so sure of it. The dread built up in my stomach, reminding me that we could easily become a pile of bones and rotting flesh if we were not cautious. 

“Megumi.” I spoke out, my voice rumbling low with fear. 

“I know.” The Sorcerer beside me glanced over, his eyes narrowed in concentration. 

I suppressed the bile that rose up in my throat as we pressed on. The ground was covered in a thick layer of blood and water, making it incredibly difficult to maneuver. I had stepped on more bones than I could count, nearly losing my footing in the process. I would have toppled over if it weren’t for Megumi, his thick arm draped over my shoulder, keeping me balanced. 

“We need to get out of here. Whatever here even is.” My teeth gritted, almost enough to shatter them into pieces. Not only was it disgusting here, but it was frigid. My fingers could barely function, the chill I felt traveled all the way to my bones. 

Megumi gave a slight nod, but remained silent, he was too focused on what was ahead of us. Which was nothing much but more fog, blood, and bones. He was limping beside me, blood coating whatever was left of his uniform and clinging to his face. His upper leg was bleeding badly. Megumi and I were able to hold our own, our bodies strengthened from years of training and combat, but it didn’t mean that we couldn’t bleed out. And I feared that he would bleed out before we got out of here. 

I wasn’t in the best of shape either, my bicep had suffered a deep cut, not nearly as bad as his though. However, it hadn’t stopped bleeding since we were summoned here. Wherever here even was. My mental state was more damaged than anything, the fear slowly eating away at my senses.  

“Gojo?” I asked, peering up at him through my disheveled hair. “Nobara?” 

My mind drifted to Itadori when the names of my friends fell from my mouth, a frown forming across my lips as I thought of my best friend. A vessel to Ryoumen Sukuna, the King of Curses. Itadori could no longer control him and in return, we all lost our friend for the time being, hopefully. My eyes stung with fresh tears at the thought of it, brimming over the bottom of my lashes. I shook my head. Itadori was strong. He was going to be okay. At least, I tried to convince myself every night. 

“I don’t know. They might’ve made it somewhere safe. It seems like it’s only us here.” Megumi winced as he spoke, his ankle buckling beneath him and causing him to topple down in a heap. He cursed under his breath, his head hanging low, letting out an annoyed grumble.   

“Megumi.” I dropped down to my knees beside him, the fabric of my skirt soaking up the crimson liquid, coating my thighs. “Let me wrap it at least.” My hands moved to cup his face, thumbing away the dry blood around his mouth. 

He winced, squeezing his eyes shut in response. “That’s not important right now. I need to get you out of here.” He began to push himself off his knees, but buckled back down in the process. 

“Just stop! Why do you always have to be so fucking difficult?” I shook my head in annoyance. My hands fiddled with the hem of my skirt, tearing a strip of fabric off. My eyebrows were pulled together in concentration as I began to wrap his wound, pausing and resuming when he gave a sharp exhale. 

I knew that this wouldn’t be enough to completely stop the bleeding, but it was going to have to work for the time being. The navy fabric deepened in color as his blood pooled around it, soaking through it. 

“You shouldn’t worry about me.” He scowled as I pulled him back up to his feet. This time, he was able to apply more pressure on it and gained more stability.  

“Oh yeah? Then who will?” I rebutted, wiping my hands on my tattered uniform. I gave him a sideways glance, tempting him to try and say something else. 

He fell silent at my words, allowing us to continue on our way. Even with the little strength he gained from my bandage, he still placed his arm around my shoulders, keeping me close to his side. Even by this slightest action, I felt a lot safer than a few moments ago. The warmth pooled around my stomach, tightening into knots. A small smile formed at the feeling, bringing me some sort of joy in this hell. 

The further we walked, the stronger the smell of blood got, once again assaulting my nose. My lungs were struggling to gather enough oxygen, it felt as if the blood had coated itself inside of them, making it nearly impossible to get a full breath. I could tell Megumi was feeling the same. His labored breaths came out in short bursts from beside me, which had me worried.  

I knew we were in a Domain of some kind, a rather large and dangerous one. The anxiety that I felt in my stomach had tripled, slowly eating away at my calm demeanor. I knew that Megumi was surely feeling the same, but he had not shown it. His attention was too focused on the unstable ground beneath his feet, occasionally glancing around us for precaution.  

My eyes snapped forward when I finally shook off my dazed thoughts. The amount of bones had multiplied, seemingly appearing from nowhere. I swallowed hard, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment. The space around us seemed to open up more, my eyes taking notice of a clearing up ahead. A large structure began making its way into my hazy vision, the daunting shadow sending a chill down my back. I narrowed my eyes as I tried to focus, unable to tell due to the distance and fog.  

My attention was turned back onto Megumi, I heard him swear and proceed to stumble on the remnants of animals, or humans. I couldn’t tell. I knew that time was a pressing matter, and it wouldn’t be wise to drag him all the way there in his condition.   

“I’m going to get a better look. You wait here, okay?” I shifted out of his hold, starting to jog in the direction of the unfamiliar structure. 

“Y/N! Slow down! We don’t know what’s out there!” Megumi called after me. 

I ignored his warnings, running faster. The adrenaline was pumping through my veins, compelling my entire body to run. The mere thought of escaping this place was too much for my body to handle. I felt my lungs struggling to suck in the air that my body needed, but I didn’t care. Every breath I drew burned my throat, and every time I smelt the air, I wanted to puke.  

The blood splashed around me as I pumped my legs faster, soaking into my shoes and nearly tripping me. I ignored it, continuing to press on while Megumi shouted after me. I gave him a sideways glance, noticing that he was struggling to keep up. 

“Just wait there! I’ll be right back!” I yelled back, glancing over my shoulder. He had trailed far enough behind me that I didn’t hear the next words he shouted at me.  

My attention returned as I neared the tower. My heart thumped against my ribs, numbing my senses with adrenaline. The air thickened, if that was even possible.

I was closer now, skidding to a stop as I craned my head back to look up. My eyes struggling to adjust due to all of the fog and darkness. I wiped them with the back of my hands, shaking my head in an attempt to alert my senses. 

The haze left my vision, now able to process what was directly in front of me. This wasn’t a tower, building, or exit. It was a pile of bones. My stomach clenched and I covered my mouth, backing away slightly. 

Skulls. Bones. Everywhere. This thing was made of them. There was even more littered on the floor. It towered sloppily, some were burnt, some were old, and some were fresh. I brought my hand up to my nose, which was now stinging with the stench of this place. I continued to back away from the base of it, my eyes following up the makeshift staircase, squinting as I noticed a chair of some sorts. 

Oh, no. 

This wasn’t just a tower of bones. This was a throne. A shrine. 

My eyes widened at the realization, my heart thundering against my chest. “Megumi! Run! Don’t come over here!” I screamed, praying that he would hear me somehow. My mouth hung open in shock, desperately trying to find the words I needed. 

Get out! Run! The voice at the back of my head screamed, but my body refused to listen. 

My legs struggled to keep up with me as I cautiously backed up, feeling like they were filled with lead. As much as I wanted to turn around and run, I couldn’t pull my gaze from the vileness of this all. My body buzzed with anxiety, tingling all over. 

“What a little fool you are.” A voice behind spoke, my body jerked at the sound of it, stumbling around to face it. My vision swam at the quick action and I stumbled backwards, falling into the wet ground. 

I flinched, my eyes staying glued on the ground around me, unable to find the courage to face that voice. When I refused to avert my eyes, I noticed a pair of sandals step towards me. I couldn’t find the courage to look up, knowing that if I did, I would be dead. The anxiety I felt manifested itself into pure and utter fear now, compelling my unrelenting body to move. 

Slowly, I moved my eyes up and along the form that was dressed in white robes in front of me. My jaw slacked open, my hands planted beside me to keep me upright as I stared at the King of Curses himself. His red eyes bore into mine, a sinister smirk plastered across his marked face. 

Sukuna. This imposter wore the skin of my best friend, but I found no comfort in being around him. I sucked in deeply as I stared back at him. He was bigger than Itadori, stronger, and faster. His body was taut with muscles, rippling beneath his robes. The black markings covered his face, the two slitted eyes shut tightly as he watched me. This wasn’t my best friend staring down at me, this was a monster. A monster that stood for everything that Itadori was against. Someone, something that stole the life of my best friend. 

“A pretty little fool.” He mused, his eyes glimmering in the darkness. 

A wash of anger flooded through me, a mixture of the pain I felt for Itadori and Sukuna’s condescending words.

“Sukuna.” I hissed. “Let Itadori go.” I demanded, surprising myself with my tone. 

“I didn’t give you permission to speak to me so informally now did I?” The king of curses tilted his head to the side to examine my frail body better.

“Let my friend go.” I repeated, stubbornly fighting back.

Sukuna’s expression morphed into that of amusement, his back stretching to stand straighter. I, on the other hand, shifted back, leaning fully on my blood soaked palms. My heart raced, the panic beginning to set in, but all I could think of was Itadori. 

“That little brat?” Sukuna remained planted where he stood, his hand coming up to his chin in faux consideration. “No, I don’t think I will.” His smile widened, displaying his unnaturally sharp teeth. 

“Let him go and we won’t bother you ever again.” I gritted, shifting onto my feet now. The blood soaked through my uniform, clinging to my body and dripping down my bare thighs, which didn’t go unnoticed by Sukuna. His eyes flicked down to my body for a moment, then moved back to my face. 

He chuckled. “I have another idea. One you might enjoy more.” 

The grip on my nerves was slipping, telling me that I should run, hide, and find Megumi. Sukuna made no move towards me, but his words frightened me. The threat behind that sentence was enough to make me break out into a sprint around him. 

“Megumi!” I cried, my legs clumsily attempting to keep up with my pace. 

He was on me before I could even think. His arms snaking around me, capturing and caging me against his body in a flash. I cried out, struggling in his vice like grip, squirming violently. His hands lingered on my torso, right beneath my breasts. 

“We haven’t even begun, where are you running to?” Sukuna chuckled, his mouth pressed against the shell of my ear. The blood rushed to the spot where his lips grazed ever so slightly. 

I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to fathom what was happening. My head craned to the side, trying to avoid his hot mouth pressing into my ear. My back was flush against his chest, feeling his chest vibrate with another sinister laugh which got louder, and louder as I shuddered at the sound of it. 

“Open your eyes. Your knight has arrived, little one.” He jeered, his warm breath tickling my cheek. 

My eyes snapped open, despite their unwillingness to obey. My gaze fell upon Megumi, who was wide stanced a few feet away from us. 

“This is going to be so much fun.” Sukuna whispered. 

The urge to run kicked in again and I tried to dive towards him in a panic, but Sukuna’s grip was unrelenting, keeping me stuck to him. A cry left my chapped lips when he jostled me back against his chest, his fingers brushing over my breasts. The feeling of his fingers lingering over the material of my drenched uniform made me whimper, squirming in his grasp. A throaty groan that rumbled from his chest didn’t go unnoticed by me or Megumi, who’s stare hardened.  

“Let her go.” Megumi made a move towards us, cautiously stepping towards the Curse that had me planted against him. 

Sukuna barely moved when Megumi stepped forward, instead, I felt the sharp end of his nail press into the skin on my neck, stilling Megumi’s movements immediately. I sucked in a sharp breath, my eyes pleading. Megumi was no match for Sukuna, the difference in their strength was incomparable.  

“I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t hurt her.” He said, realization at the threat registering across his features. Sukuna’s pointed nail skimmed down the side of my neck, slowly making its way between my breasts.  

“Whatever I want, huh? Then why don’t we make a deal? I’m sure we’ll come to an understanding we both enjoy.” Sukuna taunted, his hands trailing down the sides of my waist, his nails just barely brushing against my skin, making the threat known. If I tried to run, he’d gut me with his hands. 

My mouth parted in disgust at his touch, slamming my eyes shut when I could no longer bear the look on Megumi’s face. Sukuna chuckled, enjoying the reaction he was pulling from Megumi, knowing he had struck a nerve by his actions. 

“Stop this.” He demanded. “Let her go now.” Megumi’s eyes were blazing with anger, his fists were clenched at his sides. His calm exposure was slowly unraveling at the sight before him, my eyes remained focused at the ground.  

“Are you deaf? Did you not hear what I just said, brat?” Sukuna shot back, annoyed with Megumi’s ignorance to his proposal. 

“Hand her over and then we will talk.” Sukuna seemed to contemplate Megumi’s proposal, humming to himself in thought.

“Are you worried that I’m going to hurt her?” Sukuna nudged me slightly, his grip strengthening on my shaking body. I nearly stumble back from the slight push, his body keeping me upright when my legs start to shake. 

I forced myself to take a deep breath, willing myself to stop the shaking. 

My eyes met Megumi’s, his stare was hard, eyes glossy as he watched me. He was struggling to contain his anger, it was evident by the way he gritted his teeth when he spoke, and his rigid stance. I had rarely ever seen this side of him, and wished I never would again. My heart shattered as I noticed his bandage gone from his leg, fresh blood dripping down into the sea of dark liquid beneath us. 

“Don’t make a deal with this bastard. Find a way out of here. I’ll be fine.” I broke my silence, pleading with him. Seeing him like this hurt a thousand times more than what Sukuna could do to me, or so I tried to convince myself. 

“Hear that Sorcerer? She doesn’t want you here anymore. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her.” Sukuna laughed hard, the deep sound of it echoing loudly, temporarily deafening me. 

 His fingers lingered around the hem of my skirt, toying with the ripped material lazily. His head dipped down, pressing against the side of my cheek. I kept my eyes glued on Megumi, watching as his expression shifted to disgust and then back to anger in a flash. 

To prevent Megumi from intervening, I spoke. “Let us both go and we will never bother you again.” I breathed deeply, flinching away from his touch.  

Sukuna hummed once again in consideration, his head tilted into the soft flesh of my cheek. “Deal.” I could feel his smile against the side of my face, his attention returning to Megumi. His brows pulled in as he took a step towards us, as he waited for Sukuna to release me. Something flashed across his face that I barely noticed in time. It couldn’t have been from my expression, which remained blank. It had to be from Sukuna. He did something to make Megumi’s eyes widen.  

“Wait, Y/N!” Megumi shouted, his words falling upon deaf ears.  

My eyes squeezed shut, waiting to wake up from this nightmare, wanting to be back home to Gojo, Nobara and Megumi. I couldn’t stand another second of being in Sukuna’s presence. It was more overwhelming than I could have ever imagined. I prayed silently, my eyes closed firmly as I pleaded internally. My heart fluttered as I swayed slightly, the knot in my stomach slowly dissipating at the thought of being home. 

I was met with silence. The suffocating feeling of Sukuna’s grip was gone. The air had become lighter, the oxygen finally making its way back into my lungs. 

Breathing deeply, I opened my eyes slowly. 

Blood. Bones. Once again filling my vision as the fear crept back into my system, paralyzing me in place. The room was spinning as my head snapped back and forth, my hands coming up to the sides of my head. No . 

“You failed to clarify that I had to let you both go at the same time.” Sukuna sneered, the sound of his voice coming from an unknown location to me. My eyes searched frantically for Megumi, who was nowhere to be found. “Stupid girl.”

“Megumi!” I screamed, my voice cracking.

I stumbled backwards, turning on my heel and making a run for it. Tears blurred my vision as I ran through the thick fog, Sukuna’s laugh echoing in the distance, mocking me. I sobbed harder now, running blindly away from the voice that seemed to come from all directions. I wiped my eyes, the stinging sensation disrupting my vision as I slammed up against something hard. 

I stumbled back, eyes widening when I met the gaze of Sukuna. His head was tilted to the side, staring at me through half lidded eyes, the thick muscles of his arms crossed over his chest. When I slammed into him, he barely flinched, watching me with amusement instead of annoyance. The look on his face was that of enjoyment, the curve of his lips silently telling me to try again. 

And I did just that. 

I retreated back, spinning on my feet and running in the opposite direction. The thickness of the fog once again lined my lungs, making my breaths come out in short gasps as I pumped my legs. The pool of blood beneath me splashed every time my feet slammed into it, staining my skin. Adrenaline was the only thing keeping me from passing out, it clouded my senses. 

The air shifted, the haze that once filled my vision was replaced by the familiarity of that god awful shrine of bones. Confusion spread through me, I had been running in circles? No . He was controlling this. This was his own Domain, he had the power to do whatever he wanted. 

“Have you finished, little one?” Sukuna’s voice was behind me again. 

The hair on the back of my neck stood upright. The muscles in my body pulled tight, freezing me in place, my eyes widened as I began to understand. I turned my back to the bones, returning the heated gaze to Sukuna. His arms were crossed as he watched me with curiosity.

I took a small step back out of fear. Part of me wanted to step forwards and fight, but most of me wanted to keep as much distance between this curse and myself.

“What do you want from me?” The structure behind me provided very little comfort in this situation, knowing that I was caged in like an animal. Grimacing when I realized I had nowhere to go. 

“Now isn’t that a dumb question from a dumb little sorcercer?” Sukuna laughs, loud and sharp and ear piercing, slicing through my confidence within seconds. 

Before I could even react, he was on me. I found myself bent over a broken pedestal, folding in half at the waist. Sukuna’s hand molded against my lower back, keeping me pinned beneath him. A strangled cry left my throat at the sudden movement, barely even registering what he had done until it was too late to run. 

“No!” A strangled cry flew from my lips, cutting through the heavy air. 

Sukuna laughed, his hand placing more pressure against my back when I tried to buck forwards. The force he applied to my back made it harder to breathe, leaving me gasping and coughing for air. My hands planted against the side of the pedestal, trying to push my body upright and away. The smooth stone is a sharp contrast to the roughness of my palms, blood coating the insides of my nail beds. 

“I’ve got you now, pet. There’s nowhere for you to run, no one to help you, no escaping . You’re all mine.” He says. A sick sense of fear builds up in my chest, my nails dig into the rock, attempting to wiggle away from him. 

“Let go of me!” 

“If you keep squirming like that, I’m going to start thinking you want this.” Sukuna’s voice rumbled from behind me, the sound of it sending a shock to my core. 

Nothing came from my throat except a sharp cry, my face contorting in disgust as I futilely attempted to escape. The thought of me even enjoying this made me angry. There was no way. I would never. I could never. He just wanted a reaction out of me. He fed off them. My eyes enlarged when I felt Sukuna’s free hand touch the bottom of my skirt, the flimsy material acting as the only shield between his prying fingers and my inner thighs. 

“Stop!” My shaky hands tried to find him, trying to detach his hands from my thighs. When that didn’t work, I clenched my thighs tightly together, preventing the access that he wanted. This did not seem to deter him, he snorted through his nose, and wedged his thigh between mine, parting them with ease.  

Sukuna ignores me, his hands lifting my skirt, and his fingers proding against my underwear, testing the waters. I shivered, partially due to his cool fingers pressing against my core, and partially due to the fear growing inside my belly. I squirmed in his hold, earning nothing more than a snicker from him. 

“Dry.” He says plainly. “Too bad for you, Megumi isn’t here to help you.” Sukuna sneered. 

My face flushed with embarrassment, mixing with the anger and fear that was already present. My body jolted forwards against the stone when I felt his fingers hook beneath the fabric of my panties, ripping them to shreds with a small amount of force. His hand that held me down shifted, only for a moment, and only to flip me onto my back.  

Half my body dipped off the structure, my legs spreading around his torso as he positioned himself closer to me. My teary eyes met with his lust filled ones, the look on his face was that of a demon. He was a demon after all. His lips pulled back into a smirk, his eyes focused on my face. 

My thighs clenched around his body, attempting to keep him from moving any closer. 

“Get the fuck away from me!” I wailed, nails digging into the skulls beneath me, trying to find the grip to pull myself away. My attempts remained futile, only doing so much as pushing the bones around. 

Sukuna let out a sinister laugh. “Keep fighting me. It turns me on even more.” 

His hands dug into the fleshy part of my thighs, spreading them further apart for him and ramming himself flush to my body. I let out a small whimper at the friction, his clothed erection meeting against the flesh of my pussy for a moment. His fingers dipped back down, my back arched upwards, trying to wiggle away.  

I froze at the sudden feeling of his nail pressing into my cunt, not enough to hurt but enough to make me jump. I looked up at him through tear clumped lashes, my eyes widening. I swallowed back the sickness that threatened to make its way out of my throat, urging myself to keep it under control.   

“I can make this hurt, or I can make this feel good, it’s your choice.” His words were like poison to my ears, embedding the fear further into my stomach. His nail still made its presence known, pressing deeper against my clit. 

“Please.” It sounded more like a question, my eyes searched his amused face, trying to find some sort of trace of humility. 

Sukuna smiled devilishly, bending down towards my stilled frame, and ignoring my pleas. The thick muscles of his back taking my focus, anything to distract myself. I twitched as his nail retracted and he rubbed gently, his thumb rolling in circles, building up the heat inside my core. 

“Your body is reacting so deliciously to me.” He groaned.

I squirmed in his hold, turning my face away. “Please d-.” 

“Don’t stop?” He chuckled.

Sukuna’s head dipped beside my neck, his tongue running along the side of it, leaving a wet, hot trail up to my ear. His breath was warm, a stark contrast to the cool air around us, so much so that I leaned into him. His fingers worked on the sensitive pearl, making me twitch every so often when he hit the right spot. 

His tongue ran back down to my collar bone, leaving another wet trail. My hands planted themselves against his solid chest, pushing aimlessly against it. It rumbled beneath the tips of my fingers with another sick laugh of his. 

“After I’m finished with you, no one will be able to satisfy you ever again.” He spoke. 

Sukuna grunted, his hand leaving my pussy as he wrapped both arms around me, pulling me onto his lap. Instinctively, my legs wrapped around either side of him, out of fear of falling backwards. One arm wrapped tightly around my back, keeping me pressed into him, while the other ripped at the buttons of my top. 

Each one popped open, exposing my chest, another shriek left my lips. My arms draped over the back of his shoulders, gripping onto him tightly for balance. With my shirt being ripped to shreds, this allowed Sukuna access to breasts, his head dipping down slowly. The heat of his mouth on my breast sent me into a frenzy of panic. 

My back arched, my chest pressing into him. His mouth leaves trails of saliva along my chest, kissing all over my flushed skin. My blunt nails dug into his back, trying to cause him any sort of pain in hopes that he would back off. Sukuna barely flinched, instead he groaned at my actions. 

His hips suddenly bucked forward, ramming his erection against my clit. 

“Gah!” My mouth parted at the sudden feeling, my thighs clenched tighter around him, my hips grinding down against the feeling. 

Sukuna’s mouth detached from my nipple, his eyes lazily flicking up to mine, looking at me with a knowing smile. My expression morphed into utter disgust at my body involuntarily reacting to him. His head tilted to the side ever so slightly as he moved his hips again, hitting that exact spot, this time harder and better. 

A groan rumbled from the back of my throat, my head tilting back and my eyes squeezing shut. My hands clenched into his back, trying to relieve the pressure in my body somehow. 

“Look at you. Coming undone when I’ve barely even touched you, like a little whore.” Sukuna’s voice oozed. His free hand moved from my breast and down to my core, toying with the soft folds of my pussy. “You’d cum just like this if I let you, wouldn’t you?”  

“Uh-” My mouth opened up in shock. 

His fingers trailed up my slit, my arousal coating his fingers as he rubbed my clit. I could hardly keep myself steady, focusing solely on the heat building up at my cunt. I swayed slightly on his pelvis, Sukuna’s grip on my lower back tightened, keeping me upright. My mouth parted in shock, the pleasure continuing to build up in my core. I found myself grinding against his fingers, desperately trying to find release. 

Sukuna clicked his tongue, a breathless chuckle snapping me back to reality. 

“Feels good doesn’t it? You eager little girl.” 

His hand retracted from my clit, leaving me gasping at the loss of friction. His hands meet at my waist, lifting me off his lap and down onto my back. I started to shift away from him, only to freeze once he shot me a sharp glare. My eyes drop down at his erection, poking through the material of his robes. A darker stain found right above his pelvis, the wetness soaking through. 

Sukuna’s eyes followed mine, noticing the stain as well, his lips carving up to a teasing smile, just like he always adorned when he was toying with me. “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself, slut .” A flash of heat flickered across my features from his words. 

His hands tore at the fabric of his robes, before discarding it to the side. His cock sprung free, his hand trailing along the shaft, giving a few pumps as he watched me, his red orbs glaring at me like I was his possession. Unable to look him directly in the eyes, I let them roam over his body. Just like his face, black markings covered his arms, shoulders, and stomach. He was equally beautiful and cruel.  

“You should see how you look right now. I just love that look on your face.” Sukuna crooned, falling onto his elbows, caging me beneath him. He was thoroughly enjoying the reactions he was getting from me, knowing that I was completely at his mercy. 

“No. Please. Just-” 

Sukuna’s hands gripped me by my hips, pulling me towards him. The fabric of my skirt bunched up at my waist, exposing myself completely to his hungry gaze. He adjusted himself above me, his hand stroking his cock, slowly lowering himself towards my pussy. My eyes watched in shock, the sheer size of it enough to make my eyes grow wide. 

“Like what you see, hm?” He asked. 

I couldn’t form a single coherent thought, my mind raced as Sukuna’s fingers suddenly cupped my cunt, his middle finger slamming into my core before I could even realize. My head snapped back and my waist lurched forward, bucking into the feeling. My teeth ground down against each other, so tightly that I thought I would shatter them.  

“You can pretend that you don’t want this, but you’re so fucking wet for me. Who knew you’d be such a little slut?” Sukuna’s finger pumped faster, making it harder to contain the sounds that threatened to escape my mouth. 

 The composure that I tried to hold crumbled to pieces when I could no longer stop the sounds from escaping. My eyes screwed shut when I let out a moan, adding even more hatred I had for my reacting body.

“What a pathetic little slut. Do you get off knowing you can’t stop me?” Sukuna’s voice was condescending, his body leering down closer to me. “Does it make you wet to feel so helpless?” He pressed on. 

His free hand moved to cup the side of my cheek, thumb toying with the bottom of my lip. Acting on instinct, I quickly jerked my head down, catching his thumb between my canines and biting down as hard as I could. 

Sukuna barely even flinched when the skin of his thumb broke, blood filling up my mouth. His hand pulled away from my mouth, leaving the warmth with a plop. His blood dripped down the sides of my mouth, slipping down into my hair. I watched as his eyes slowly drifted down to meet my gaze. I felt his finger jerk up inside me, stabbing into the soft flesh of my walls. The pain erupted before I could speak, my words turning into a shrill scream.

“You little bitch. I knew you’d be so much fun.” He laughed, ending it off with a sigh. He examined his thumb, which had already healed. My teeth gritted together, the taste of his blood still lingering on my tongue. He pulled his finger from me after a few agonizing moments, blood mixed with my arousal, dripping down as I anxiously watched him. 

Despite the pain, the loss of contact made my body twitch. 

Sukuna’s hand wrapped itself around my throat, tightening enough to make my mouth hang open in surprise. My eyes bulged, hands immediately shooting up to grasp him. His other hand grabbed onto his cock, running it along my slit, coating himself in my wetness. My mouth hung open, closing every few seconds to swallow the saliva that pooled up. I gripped onto his hand, trying to pry his fingers off. 

“How precious.” He mocked my weak attempts to fight him off. 

The excruciating feeling of my muscles constricting took my focus, my core burning at the sudden intrusion. He entered me with a groan, eyes rolling back as he dropped down onto me. My walls clenched, the searing pain almost unbearable, even with the slick of my pussy. He barely gave me time to adjust before he snapped his hips into mine, the tip of his cock hitting my cervix. 

“Sukuna-” I managed to croak, tapping at his hand. The lack of oxygen was starting to get to me, my vision began to gray and my eyes fluttered. 

His grip on my neck loosened, unexpectedly. Unfortunately, I felt his pace pick up. He pulled away and then slammed back into me, hitting my cervix once again. This time, I screamed, unable to hold it back.  

“What’s wrong? Can’t handle my cock?” He chuckled, his face returning to my line of vision. His red eyes gleamed with amusement as he bared his canines at me. “That’s too bad…” His head dipped closer, and for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead, the flat of his tongue pressed against my lips, lapping up the drying blood. 

My head twisted to the side and I made a sound that came out like a groan and a moan. His tongue leaves a wet trail of saliva across my face, mixing with the blood. I feel his hand leave my throat, gripping hard at my waist instead. 

The thick muscle continued pounding into me. My muscles strained, forcing me to try and relax myself. If I was relaxed, it would hurt less, right? I breathed in deeply, demanding my body to release the tension that was building up. The sound of skin on skin filled the air, making it even harder to control my anxiety. 

“You’re not giving up already, are you?” He taunts in between groans. 

My lips pressed into a thin line, hiding the sounds that sat in the back of my raw throat. I felt the angle of his torso change, spreading my legs open even more, hitting at an angle I didn’t even know was possible. 

“Sukuna, please.” I whimpered, my body jerking from his harsh movements. “It’s too much.” His hips planted against mine, grinding down hard. 

“I want to hear you beg first, slut. Maybe then I’ll let you cum, hm? How does that sound?” His voice dripped with malice. His nails dug into my side, enough to bruise but not draw blood. 

My frantic eyes met with his half lidded ones, watching me to see what I would do. I opened my mouth to respond, but my words were replaced with another cry as he slammed back into that same spot. My hands slapped down against him, hitting him with every ounce of strength that I had left, which did nothing to him, his only response was a small laugh.

“Please! Please! Sl-slow it down.” I mewled beneath him, squirming in his grip. 

My eyes focused hard on his, which twitched with knowing. “I want to hear you say it.” 

I shook my head, another snap of his hips causing my back to lurch. The pain exploded and I sobbed. I felt myself clench around him, trying to push him out in any way that I could. My attempts of forcing him out were fruitless, he only seemed to enjoy it even more. I tried so hard to keep my composure, but it began to dwindle with each thrust. The pain was building up faster than my body could handle. 

I bit hard on my tongue, stopping the whimpers.

“Did you say something?” He ridiculed me. 

His arm hooked under my thigh, raising it up slightly. At this angle, he was even deeper than I ever thought he could go. It hurt so much. Even more than before. His intent was to force me to beg. He wanted me to have no choice but to submit. It was either beg or be split in half. 

“M-ake me-” I stuttered, shaking my head. “Make me cum, please.” I begged, hating the way the words sounded on my tongue. As soon as they left my mouth, I wished that I could take them back. The feeling of humiliation took over, flushing my face from any color. 

He dropped my thigh at my words. 

Sukuna chuckled, his hand moving down to my clit, but not before he leaned back, spitting onto it. I jumped when his saliva hit my clit, the feeling was enough to make me moan. 

“Good girl.” He coos, lessening the force of his thrusts and circling his thumb around my clit. The pain subsided, instead, the warmth flooded back into my core, leaving me throbbing and wiggling in his hold. 

“Such a brave little sorcerer you are. Taking my cock so well. So well .” His words sent another jolt down to my pussy, clenching down on his cock hard. The sounds of wet skin hitting against each other drifted to my ears, red burning at my cheeks. 

“I’m going to ruin you.” His words rang heavy in my ears, his thumb moving quicker, getting me to where I needed to be. My eyes rolled back and I moved my hands to his shoulders, clawing at the tough skin. I grinded my hips down onto his fingers, desperately chasing my own release. The pressure exploding, nothing but a sharp gasp leaving my mouth as my head tilted back. My vision sways as my pussy clenches around him, my nails digging into his skin deeper. 

“Cumming already? Desperate little slut. Putting up such a fight for nothing.” He patronized. 

My head drops to the side, his words falling on deaf ears. Sukuna’s hands moving back up to my waist, tugging me in closer. I feel his cock throb inside me, the pleasure turning quickly into a feeling of overstimulation as he continues to pound into me. 

“No. That’s not true.” I gritted.

“It’s not? You’re not just another dirty slut? Cumming for a fucking curse?” 

His words stung deep, erasing every thought that I had inside my brain within seconds. My face burned bright with a blush, lips pressing into a thin line. My teeth bit down onto my lip when I felt him thrust again, this time not as deep and not as hard.

“You’re such a mess. If only Megumi could see you now, cumming all over me, and wailing beneath me. I bet he’s thought of you like this.” Sukuna looked down at me, another smirk appearing on his face as he taunted me, eyes widened and sadistic. 

I turned my head away from his gaze, only to feel his hand dig into my cheeks, pulling his head back towards me. My lips pursed together, a sly look appearing on his face.  “Oh no. You’re going to watch me, or I’ll dig your eyes out of that pretty little head of yours.” His voice was demanding. 

Everything in my body hurts. My back dug painfully into the rough and uneven ground beneath me, jabbing into sensitive spots whenever I shifted. My muscles began to grow tired, fatigued from the fight and the strain it was being put under. My arms slipped from his shoulders, pressing blindly and weakly against his abdomen. The high from my orgasm was beginning to wear off, the pain was setting back in. 

My eyes remained focused on his, too afraid that he would make word on his threat of tearing my eyes out of my head. I felt another rush of humiliation when his words were processed. 

Sukuna flipped me round, bending me over the pedestal again. My bare stomach and breasts pressed up against the cool surface. It felt good against my sticky skin, cooling my body down slightly. His cock left me for a moment before he lined back up, his hips slamming against my ass. I squealed at the change of position, taken aback by the swift movement and sudden feeling of fullness.

“I’m not finished with you yet.” His voice growled from above me, the flat of his palm finding my lower back again, pressing me further into the smooth stone. My hand shifted back to meet his when the pressure was building too much on my stomach, feeling like he was trying to push me into the stone. 

He grabbed onto my wrist and pinned it against my back, leaving my other hand to support myself as he drilled into me. 

“You’re so fucking tight. Ah-” My knees scraped against the floor, back dipping down. 

With each movement, my arm went further and further up my back, the burn in my shoulder making me scream out. My cheek was pressed uncomfortably against the stone, tears blurring my vision as I stared into the abis. 

Another snap of his hips caused me to bite my lip, holding back the cries that I knew he would feed off of. My muscles were stretched to their max, and I could only pray that he would finish already. I prayed for death. 

I craned my neck slightly, watching as Sukuna kept his gaze on my ass. I started to feel light headed, whether it be from the strain that was being put on my body, or something else, I felt like I was going to pass out. Sukuna barely let up, using his other hand to support my slumped form. 

“S-sukuna. I-” 

His nails dug into my skin. “Don’t pass out on me yet. I have no intentions on fucking a corpse, that would be boring.” 

I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut as he continued fucking me. His pace did not let up, bruising my cervix with each thrust. The feeling of his fingers back on my clit made me snap back into reality, my hips squirming against his fingers, desperately trying to find some pleasure to relieve the pain. 

“That’s it.” He grunted, his movements growing stronger with need, the need to find his own pleasure. 

“Oh, god.” I moaned, back bowing down to get closer to him. 

Sukuna snickered, his fingers picking up the pace at my body’s response to him. He released the grip on my arm, seeing that I was no longer fighting back. Instead, I felt both his hands plant on my waist, fucking me even harder. With this angle, I could feel every inch of his cock inside me, filling me up completely. 

“So needy. Are you going to cum again for me?” His words sent me over the edge, my orgasm hitting even harder than the first one. My body clenched and my eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open in pleasure. Sukuna gripped me harder, his movements beginning to slow as I felt the hot rush of his own orgasm filling me up. The deep groan of his own release deepened the feeling of my orgasm, fueling it even more. 

I remained still against the pedestal when he pulled out of me, my body unable to move from exhaustion. The muscles in my body were strained and sore, even breathing was starting to hurt. My eyes fluttered closed, slowly slipping down to the ground beneath me. I could faintly hear Sukuna laughing behind me, shuffling for his robes. 

I barely heard him step near me until my eyes opened, his form crouched beside me. It took every ounce of strength in me to narrow my eyes at him, my jaw clenching down. 

“Ah, don’t give me that look. It makes me want to fuck you again.” He purred, his hand reaching out to wipe away a strand of hair. “Don’t you want to see your friend again?”

My eyes snapped open at his words. “Itadori?” 

Sukuna tutted, his head turning to focus beneath us. I slowly followed his gaze, noticing a small figure in the distance, closing in on us. My reddened eyes strained in the general direction, narrowing in focus. That raven coloured hair made my heart jump, followed by my body launching towards his direction. I no longer cared about the pain in my body, it slowly turned into numbness when I saw him.  

“Megumi!” I wailed as I got up to my feet, pushing away from Sukuna. 

Sukuna caught me before I could get away from him. “Ah, ah, ah.” His chest rubbed against my back. I squirmed once again in his hold, watching as Megumi stood rigid a few feet in front of us. His fists were clenched in a tight white grip, his eyes set hard as he scanned over us.

“You bastard.” Megumi’s voice was rough.

Sukuna ignored him, instead he leaned beside my ear. “I’ll be seeing you again.” 

He gave me a light shove towards my friend. My feet stumbled, barely able to support the weight of my body. I took shaky steps towards Megumi, my hands fumbling to pull down my skirt. My face burned with humiliation as I crashed into his arms. The warmth of his body was comforting, but not enough to stop my shaking. He tried to cover me with the best of his abilities, his grip was tight around my waist. 

“I’m going to kill you.” Megumi hissed.

[areyoudreaminof]

Golden Hour: An Elucien Week Playlist

It's all come to this. To say I've been waiting on pins and needles for @elucienweekofficial is the biggest understatement. I spent months curating every song, beat, and lyric to best represent Elucien for Day 1: Mates.

SJM said that Elain was the person that she and Lucien didn't see coming, and that they would find "tension, growth, and healing," together. How great of a love story will that be? So for this playlist, I structured the 20 tracks around that narrative. Side A is the tension and Side B is healing and growth. Listen to it here! And come with me behind the cut for the lyrics. I hope this playlist inspires all of you to write, draw, create, and just jam.

Just Pretend-Bad Omens:

I know the pain That you hide behind the smile on your face And not a day Goes by where I don't think I feel the same So will you wait me out Or will you drown me out? I can wait for you at the bottom I can stay away if you want me to I can wait for years if I gotta Heaven knows I ain't getting over you

S P A C E-Amber Marks:

I know, it is hard to comprehend Why won’t, you let me be in my head? Alone, I need to be So don’t, straight up come walking in I tried, to warn you many times Now I, don’t want to start a fight But I, can’t go on this way So why, won’t you just give me some time?

Sunflower-Tamino :

Oh baby, don’t you notice me? Notice me, so ready to lose everything Everything for your love Every day I’m getting closer to you But you never answer my song I know love does not come easy Oh there must be someone who hears me

I Wanna Be Yours-Arctic Monkeys:

Let me be the portable heater That you'll get cold without I wanna be your setting lotion (Wanna be) Hold your hair in deep devotion (How deep?) At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean I wanna be yours Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours

2AM-Foals:

It's 2am and I've gone and lost my friends But I can't sleep alone again No, I can't sleep alone, I just wanna go home And it's 2am again And all these years, I've been running from my fears But I��can't sleep alone again And all my life, I've been looking for a light That I can't reignite again

It’s the nights When I keep you in my mind That I hoped that I'd be fine But I've started showing signs Of another late night Of another night time Oh, I hoped that you'd be mine

Old Stone-Laura Marling

Old stone Ten thousand years and you're still on your own Don't you love, don't you love me that way? And if you swear that you're alright I'm not gonna try and change your mind Because the same night I dream that I lose you I'll fall in love Oh, honey don't let me walk away from this If I'm trying to fuck up my own life Then until I figure out why I think it's best you keep your distance Lest I fall in love

1957-Milo Greene

The scent you wear moves in lines from your apartment into mine, You act like you don't know me My god you tempt my anxious mind, Takes me away, takes me away, takes me away

Shut Up, Kiss Me-Angel Olsen I could make it all disappear You could feed me all of your fears We could end all this pain right here We could rewind all of those tears I could take it down to the floor You don't have to feel it anymore A love so real that it can't be ignored It's all over, baby blue, I'm still yours

Spanish Sahara-Foals

Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It's future rust and it's future dust I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head 'Cause I am

Waiting for You-The Aces

And I hope you know that I want you I've been sitting here waiting I've been waiting for you I've sent out invitations It's getting frustrating waiting for you I think you know, I'm waiting for you I'll take your hand and kiss your fingers So you don't have to break the ice No need for chill, just lose your filter I'm ready to dive in Melt the ice and just swim

Worship-Years and Years

Wanna be here tonight Wanna hide in your light Wanna cover my eyes I feel you reflecting me I worship all that you see

Just tell me how I can prove I'm the one for your fire And I'll take you higher I'll do it for you And you can worship me too

My My My! Troye Sivyan

Now, let's stop running from love Running from love Let's stop, my baby Let's stop running from us Let's stop, my baby Oh my, my, my I die every night with you Oh my, my, my Living for your every move

Butterflies-Kacey Musgraves

Kiss full of color makes me wonder where you've always been I was hiding in doubt 'til you brought me out of my chrysalis And I came out new All because of you

And now, you're lifting me up 'stead of holding me down Stealing my heart 'stead of stealing my crown Untangled all the strings 'round my wings that were tied I didn't know him and I didn't know me Cloud Nine was always out of reach Now, I remember what it feels like to fly

Cutty Love-Milo Greene

Time can over-complicate But darling I refuse to wait There's no way of planning For the fall All your paths will fade away Questions read by years in pain I can be the answer to it all

Even if your heart stops I'll be there to hold you up Even as the world turns I'll be there to watch the fire burn Burn us both alive

The Lamb You Lost-Jesca Hoop & Sam Beam

There is music in the sea And we swim into the sound Far adrift like I am free When your voice turns me around

Any heart could burst its shell Love is made for broken things Bring your hands to know me well Know my heart for what it sings

Moon in a tidal lock And I am born to love you

If It Feels Good, Then It Must Be-Leon Bridges

More than I choose to, I’m falling in love, And love I ain’t used to You give me that stuff No, I can’t refuse you You and I in the light, it’s alright Say you will, say you might If this is wrong, then nothing’s right See yourself like I do Oh, tonight looks good on you

Sunlight-Hozier

All the tales the same Told before and told again A soul that’s born in cold and rain Knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight And at last can grant a name To a buried and a burning flame As love and its decisive pain Oh, my sunlight

Dog Years-Maggie Rogers

I spend my time daydreaming As sure as the sea It's just you and me Oh, and I'm the one that loves you

Come what may I'll still stay Inside your mind For all of time

Made to Love-John Legend

Oooh, I've never seen anything It's much more than you and me Extraordinary machine I was sent here for you We were made to love You were sent for me too We were made to love

Golden Hour-Kacey Musgraves

Baby, don't you know? That you're my golden hour The color of my sky You've set my world on fire And I know, I know everything's gonna be alright I used to get sad And lonely when the sun went down But it's different now 'Cause I love the light that I've found In you

I would not be here, writing or making playlists, were it not for Elucien. More importantly, were it not for Elucien, I wouldn't have met all of the wonderful people I now get to call my friends.

@acowarelucien @asnowfern @andrigyn @bookofmirth @bagelfyre @cursebrkr @c-e-d-dreamer @carmasi @damedechance @foundress0fnothing @iftheshoef1tz @melting-houses-of-gold @iheartfjords @krem-has-a-mess @kingofsummer93 @acourtdelaluna @lovingelucien @ofduskanddreams @mossytrashcan @octobers-veryown @panicatthenightcourt @reverie-tales @spell-cleavers @separatist-apologist @stickyelectrons @sunshinebingo @thelovelymadone @the-lonelybarricade @tuzna-pesma-snova @vulpes-fennec @velidewrites @wittyrejoinder @wilde-knight @yazthebookish @ineffable-resplendence @sideralwriting @ablogofbipanic @acourtdelaluna @foreverinelysian @filthyglamdoll @thesistersarcheron @ultadverb, @bellatrixship @potatocolada, @bennylavasbuns @lady-yenn @millameazza @acourtofthought

[sohmiya]

Maxine Taylor @.maxtaylor · 3s

tits- i mean “HITS that keep my label in the business” EP is OUT NOW!!!!! lmk what song ur claiming 👀

enjoy the show 🅴

succubus

TMZ 🅴

poster rockstar 🅴

poster rockstar (clean ver.)

℗&© 2023 Heavenly Isle Records. Distributed by @infamous-if

enjoy the show

baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know people gather here like it’s a ritual but it’s no cult, i’m just heaven-sent if you don’t know who’s the baddest bitch of all don’t need the internet ‘cause here i am if you hate that i’m a paradigm just set up your confessional and have a cry lights, camera, action baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know i’m a vip (so marvelous) wanna get rid of me? (that’s blasphemous) you know they prayed for me i’m a prophecy i’ll bring you to your knees you’ll beg for me bow and put your hands together in the name of the mother and the daughter you won’t mistake me for another you’ll never lose me in translation every language knows my name and they say that i’m the greatest baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know i’m a vip (so marvelous) wanna get rid of me? (that’s blasphemous) you know they prayed for me i’m a prophecy i’ll bring you to your knees you’ll beg for me you’ll go insane trying to convince yourself i’m playing with your mind you’re not hallucinating look more closely, i’m the sign an intervention so divine baby, i’m a goddamn phenomenon i’m the sweetest fucking dream nobody’s sleeping on it’s a full house here, they enjoy the show if you’re new to this then now you know i’m a vip (so marvelous) wanna get rid of me? (that’s blasphemous) you know they prayed for me i’m a prophecy i’ll bring you to your knees you’ll beg for me

succubus

this party sucks no, i got nothing nice to say so i just keep my mouth shut anyway, thanks for the invite i hate it here someone do something make it interesting before i throw a fit i’m so bored out of my mind but i see somebody walking my way i got tricks that can make people scream my name and not just on stage you say you’d rather i demonstrate so you take me somewhere private bet you think i’m the prey you flip the switch but i turn the tables you got me acting so scandalous but don’t need a tape to go viral each round i can turn up the Scoville, hot as hell and i’m the succubus slithering into your temporal well, this was nice but i don’t run it back i keep it moving, onto the next our first is your last time but night and day you say you dream of me and i’m not heartless i can pretend to be in love one more night new party, same guy walking my way you know my tricks that can make people scream my name and not just on stage you’re addicted and your pupils dilated though you try to get me out your head you can’t stay away you flip the switch but i turn the tables you got me acting so scandalous but don’t need a tape to go viral each round i can turn up the Scoville, hot as hell and i’m the succubus slithering into your temporal i’m sending chills down your spine like emails finding the receptors deep in your mind so well they got you all alone reaching between your thighs got you wishing that you had me on your speed dial i one-up ‘em every time

TMZ

oh, here we go again been here, done this god, i’m so over it but i’m still in demand Cirque-Du-Soleil level kind of shit do i keep you entertained? this is not why i’m getting paid is this a charity case? i’m so tired of TMZ always milking my history but i’m feeling so generous go bring up my exes want gossip? i’ll give you a page now all eyes on me i’m so fucking greedy guess you think that you won go ahead, have your fun can’t let this attention go to waste paparazzi in my face want picture perfect? i’m the gallery everybody wants a taste call Michelin give me a star or three do i keep you entertained? this is not why i’m getting paid is this a charity case? i’m so tired of TMZ always milking my history but i’m feeling so generous go bring up my exes want gossip? i’ll give you a page now all eyes on me i’m so fucking greedy guess you think that you won go ahead, have your fun can’t let this attention go to waste i’m smart about my image ‘cause i was trained by the best yeah, i should thank my manager ‘cause you walked right into my hands you think i’m your freak you’re just my puppet but i’m no creature of habit ugh, this is looking like a rerun i’m so tired of TMZ always milking my history but i’m feeling so generous go bring up my exes want gossip? i’ll give you a page now all eyes on me i’m so fucking greedy while you’re stirring the pot on my rumored new flame me and besties blow up the stage by the time you shut down you’re done running your mouth but they’re never forgetting my name

poster rockstar (clean version)

the audio is the original because i second coming wasn’t able to record the clean version

no time for romance let me put you on the wait list i write the hits that keep my label in the business but call the doctor ‘cause i think i got a slipped disc from holding up my bosses like a reimagined greek myth i’m no industry plant not swimming in green but i’m so organic i’m raising the bar sending the big shots into a panic yeah, i’m this generation’s poster rockstar headlining tours and tabloids dominating charts and bad boys i can make your mama cry and break your dad’s heart sometimes, my agent gets a headache but it’s still within his pay grade yeah, he knows he got the perfect poster rockstar i’m so sick but don’t assume that it’s contagious one in a million yeah, they know that i’m the realest i’ll make it just to see my name on someone’s hit list crucified now, worshipped later call me lady Jesus after the supper, they’re gonna love me it’s a conversion whatever i serve, they’re eating it up it’s a communion yeah, i’m this generation’s poster rockstar headlining tours and tabloids dominating charts and bad boys i can make your mama cry and break your dad’s heart sometimes, my agent gets a headache but it’s still within his pay grade yeah, he knows he got the perfect poster rockstar i know one day you’ll be in LA on the walk of fame you’ll see i’ll have my own star

[darbyoakana]

An Overlord's Tail - Chapter 9

An Overlords Tail Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10

Summary: Alastor X reader, F/M. Alastor takes care of you but loses control

Warnings: Violent sex, monster fucking

Other Notes: none

Darby Link Tree

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Chapter 9: Unconditionally yours

Alastor laid you down on your bed, sitting next to you. Angel was waiting anxiously for your return, passing around your room. 

“Oh sweetheart, are you okay?” Angel looked you over. “Shit. Oh shiiit. Vox did this??”

“Val… “ you winced.

“Yeah, that tracks. Bastard,” Angel spat. “What did he give yah?” 

“Periwinkle.. I think..” you groaned. 

The aphrodisiac was starting to kick in. You were too warm. You were trying to keep a steady breath but failing. Just the touch of your clothing on your skin was too much.

“Ugh fucking Val.”

“Explain. Now,” demanded Alastor.

“Ehhh, well, Val got into making this pheromone shit that makes you like, SUPAH HORNY, right? Well after prolonged use it causes some nasty dry spells. Which, as yah can imagine, is counterintuitive when making porn. So he started mixing it with some other drugs. Periwinkle is the current mix he’s been using. It’s got a nice high at the beginning. Yah know, before you start dry-humping everything in sight,” Angel sighed. “There's uh, nothin’ you can do. Just gotta ride it out. I’m happy to help get the job done but uh, the female form isn’t particularly my forte. I got some toys if you want those.”

“That won’t be necessary,” Alastor hissed. “You may go now.”

“Hey- just trying to help here,” Angel said, throwing his arms up. “Look, I’ll leave you two to it, text me if yah need anything. Let me know how you are in the morning, yeah?”

“Thank you Angel,” you said as you winced. 

Alastor gently touched your face, and you gasped. Nuzzling into his palm you lightly bit his thumb, absorbing the sensation of his skin touching yours. Your other hand clawed at his leg. Small whines and sighs escaped your mouth, your whole body felt tense. Desperation was setting in. Alastor leaned over and kissed you on the forehead, you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him to your lips. You moaned as you aggressively assaulted his mouth. Reciprocating, his tongue found yours. You burned with desire, wanting to consume him. He held your face with both hands to pry your mouth from his. You tried to speak but it came out in airy breaths.

“If you don’t… feel comfortable. I won’t be upset. I wanted to let you.. take things as slow as you need,” you tensed as a chill ran up your back. “But if ..that is the case, I.. I’ll need you to leave. I’m going to get very pathetic. Really soon.” 

It wasn’t an ideal situation, not in any way what either of you had in mind. But he had run from you once and couldn’t do it again. Making the best of the situation was the most either of you could do. 

“I won’t be abandoning you, my dear,” he ran a hand through your hair. “I am, however, still uncertain of my ability to be gentle.” 

“I don’t want you to be.” 

A sharp static crackle filled the room. His hand grabbed a fist full of your hair, his other hand that was on your cheek aggressively wrapped around your throat. He shifted, now straddling you. You whined as he yanked you up, arching your back uncomfortably, towards him. His lips grazed your ear as his neck snapped. 

“How could I, when you say things like that, darling,” he growled with a thick radio filter. 

“Please….” you gasped. Your hips were writhing underneath him, hands pawing at him. “Please Alastor, fuck me…” 

“Mmm. There's that delicious begging again,” you could feel his breath on your neck. “I’ll never tire of it, for that I am certain.” 

He teased, nibbling your ear. He laid you back down, his body following. You were helpless between him and the bed. You wheezed, his grip on your throat increasing. Nibbles turning into stinging cuts, his teeth dragging along your skin, leaving thin red dripping lines. His tongue followed, savoring the taste of your blood. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, burning with need as if any moment you’d combust. His mouth traveled down to your jawline, meeting yours forcefully. Submitting, his tongue dominated yours. Your hands ran down his sides, his jacket was suddenly gone. He released your neck and mouth. With his claws and teeth, he shredded your top, and pieces of fabric landed all around you, exposing your chest. He softly ran his thumbs over your sensitive nipples as he cupped your ample breasts in each hand. 

“Please…” you cried, “Alastor please...” You were breathing hard, the need was becoming painful. “F..fuu.ckk.. please.” 

He slipped his knee between your thighs, then the other, pushing your legs open. Your skirt rolled up, revealing your soaked underwear. Your whines and moans were intoxicating, Alastor could feel himself pushing against the fly of his slacks. He wanted to know how loudly you’d scream when he thrust into you. Unfortunately for you, Alastor was a patient man. He pinched your nipples, you cried out as your hips bucked. 

“Ughhggn..” you pouted. “You are cruel.” 

“Now now pet,” he scolded, pinching again. “Of course I am. Did you forget who you were dealing with?” 

“Pleaaaasee Alastor!” you sobbed. “Please fuck me, I’ll do anything. I want you in me.” 

“Anything..?” he smirked.

“Ugh!” you banged on his chest with your fists. “Don’t you dare try to weasel a deal into this!” 

He laughed, truly amused. Grabbing both of your wrists and pinning them above your head, he used one hand to hold them in place.

“Darling, I don’t need a deal to know that you're mine,” he growled. “But I would like to hear it from your lips.” 

You thrashed under him, frustrated. Using a single claw he sliced the crotch of your underwear, the fabric peeling from your wet lips. The air felt cold in comparison to the heat coming off you.

“Say it,” he whispered softly in your ear. You heard the unzipping of his pants. He glided the tip of his throbbing cock between your wet folds. “Say you're mine and I’ll fuck you senseless.”

You were grateful that's all he wanted, you were certain you would have handed over your soul had he asked. There was no fight in you left. You wanted him to wreck you and would give anything for it.

“Alastor… uhhnng… please.” 

“I’m waiting…” His tip circled your swollen clit, his breath on your neck. “Say what we both know.”

 “Yes. I’m yours,” you sobbed. “Unconditionally yours.” 

“That's my girl,” he praised as he placed a soft kiss on your cheek.

You were glad that your room was soundproof because the echoes of the ungodly wails and moans coming from you would have permeated the halls of the hotel. The drugs had made everything so sensitive that you came immediately upon insertion. Alastor thrust into you at a savoring pace, he breathed heavily as you gripped him tightly as he entered you, inch by inch. He wrapped his free arm around your waist, pushing you down onto him, the base meeting your pelvis. You shuddered as you came. 

“Mmm, my dear, if you are so easily spent I am afraid you are in for an exhausting night.” 

He thrust into you again, devouring your cries. Since he had first laid eyes on the tears running down your face, he craved them to be for him. That you would never cry for any other being in existence, none of them deserved it. But now, not only did he get your tears, but the plentiful bouquet of sounds coming from you now. They were for him and him alone. He coveted the changes in your expressions, pain or pleasure, and they were all his. They would sustain him for an eternity. 

Never in his life, or death, had Alastor felt blessed by higher powers. Why would God ever favor someone like him? But you, you made him question that entirely. He found it a bit poetic. Born and died several generations apart, so many factors that could have altered the outcome entirely. Yet here you were, crying out from under him. Begging for him as if your life depended on it. How were Heaven’s standards so incredibly high that you weren’t sent there instead? They’d clearly made a mistake. One he’d never let them rectify. You were his, he’d die a second death than give you up. 

You had lost track of how many times you had orgasmed. Had it been days or only minutes? The bed felt wet under you. The slapping and squelching sounds confirmed what you already knew. Your eyes rolled up into your head as Alastor bottomed out, over and over. You spewed incoherent babbling, a mix of begs and pleas. Alastor was pleased that you still managed to moan his name as he fucked you stupid. Your warm tight walls gripped his cock with desperation. But his control was waning. His antlers scraped the headboard above you. He let go of your hands, placing his arms on either side of your head. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, feeling the vibrations of your cries in your throat. 

He fought the change as his neck made a snapping sound. Long claws punctured the pillows under you. You could feel the girth moving in and out of you started to expand, now a burning ache. His large hands wrapped around your torso, holding you up off the bed as he pummeled his monstrous member into you. You cried out, mostly in pain, but it didn’t stop you from cumming again. His sharp claws punctured your skin. Drops of blood thudding against the sheets went unheard under the radio static and snarls. His eyes flickered dials. How much Alastor was left at this point you wondered as the beast used you as a cock sleeve. The bed creaked as wood snapped, the bedframe couldn’t take the weight and motion. The static became louder and louder before screeching to a halt. His seed had no room inside you, not with how tightly you were stretched around his girth. Cum gushed down your legs, pooling under you. Before you were discarded onto the bed along with it. Alastor’s colossus form collapsed next to you, unconscious and slowly returning to normal size.

His eyes snapped open in a panic. He panted as he ran his fingers through his hair, glancing down at his now-softening erection. The ejaculate felt sticky and gross. The blood mixed with it however concerned him. He covered his face with his hand and took several deep breaths, avoiding looking over at you.  Were you in one piece? He let out a sharp exhale and rolled to his side. 

Normally a brutal murder scene would have delighted him. Instead, the unfamiliar feeling of shame and guilt washed over him. The bed around him was covered in claw marks, smears of blood and cum. The headboard was cracked in half, covered in antler scrapes. Several pillows were gutted on the floor. The lamp was on its side, flickering. The large stain of blood under you, soaked into the mattress at this point, displeased him. He outlined the edges of your face with his fingers, wiping the blood from your lips. He pulled your body into his. Your back was covered in claw punctures and smears of blood. Bruises lined your torso where several ribs were broken. You felt cold in comparison to how hot you were running earlier. Alastor put the blankets over the both of you. He had damaged you greatly, but you were whole, he could feel your shallow breath. Your eyes fluttered open. You buried your face into his chest, letting out a small satisfied hum, before passing out again. He tried to blink away the burning sting in his eyes. The lump in his throat felt like ash unable to be washed down.

Alastor held you like this for several hours, mentally processing the events that had occurred. Not exactly what he was picturing his first time with you would be. Anger swept over him. 

Valentino was going to suffer.

[merakiui]

oh my god… i just read ‘the most dangerous game’ on ao3 and while i was at the part of where jade pretends to be floyd while they… ya know 🥴

i was listening to phantom of the opera’s ‘medley : down once more / and track down this murderer’. and i just wanna you to know the heavenly experience i had cause OH MY LAWD

(~5:35 in the song, which is the duet/ trio between the phantom, raoul [love interest] and christine [main girl] )

and i LOVE how beautifully it connects. with reader’s confusion about their sudden flooding thoughts of jade. why they keep thinking about him even though they’re WITH floyd

while jade is going to the ‘point of no return,’ he literally cant go back. hes pretending to be his brother to 1. plant more jade shaped seeds in their head & 2. HES LITERALLY FUCKING THEM AS HIS BROTHER WHO HE KNOWS THEY HAVE A CRUSH ON. so yeah: he’s literally crossing the ‘point of no return,’ and he knows that. that this will either work out, or horrifically blow up in his face. but that’s only if you found out ☝️😲

my favorite part is that when christine sings about the ‘angel of music.’ the man [phantom] who was there in the shadows supporting her, yearning for her, loving her obsessively to the point it scared her (jade was much more discreet but that’s not the point)

a bit later in the song she sings ‘angel of music you have deceived me’ and i LOVE how it timed up when i read it. and she goes about how ‘she gave her mind blindly’

cause that’s EXACTLY what happened. jade played and deceived reader like she was a piece on a chess board. she literally let him into her mind because she wanted floyd so badly. he literally took over her mind as her thoughts slowly started contain less floyd and more of jade.

also, in the way he deceived her; jade never was going to help them with floyd, and made that ‘contract’ under false pretenses cause this was him making his attack. (ambush hunter, and you know that man was cooking shit up for months too, maybe it got sped up when reader wanted a job at monstro)

(this song also came again when reader and jade were in the ocean 🕺🏻💃🏻🕺🏻💃🏻 and ARGGHHH. i’m gonna lose my sanity im in love)

but also. the song before this is literally ‘the point of no return’ and reader the floyd part while listening to it was just spine chilling. but the icing on the cake for me was the medley 🤤

sorry for the long ask, but i just- i’m literally in love with your writing, the planning that goes into is just awe-inspiring. i love how you give us readers things at face value before revealing smthn HUGE but if you go back and reread you’re like ‘how the FUCK did i miss that’, or when everything gets packaged in a nice little bow (so coquette 🤭🎀)

any ways, just wanted to share this with you! keep up the great work‼️ (i’m foaming at the mouth for more jade)

:O :O :O :O !!!!!!!! AAAAAA THAT SONG AND THOSE MOMENTS FROM IT CONNECT SO PERFECTLY..... "plant more Jade-shaped seeds" omg that's so true. >_< he really did surpass the point of no return in that scene just to ensure you slowly but surely thought less of Floyd and more of him throughout the time you spend together. It was so high-stakes, too. Either it works wonderfully or, as you noted, it completely blows up in his face.

And you're right!!! Jade was never going to help you get closer with Floyd. He was willing to entertain and enable your obsession, but that's as much as he'll do. He's just in it for his own benefits and to hopefully twist your perception so that you might fall for him instead. He really was cooking that plan up months in advance. T^T what an evil eel... I love the Phantom of the Opera and its soundtrack,, <3 your ask reminded me of just how brilliant it is!!!! I need to listen to all of the songs again. >w<

Thank you for reading and enjoying tmdg!!!!! I'm happy you like the way I write. One of my favorite things to do is write scenes in which you can glean new information after a reread. >:D there are so many tiny details sewn into tmdg and topped off with a pretty bow!! Very coquette indeed!!!! (˘ ˘ ˘)💖

[light-end-dragon]

Chapter 1

Cain: Okay! This is definitely the place that request was talking about.

Arthur: Yes, the map that was included all but confirms it, but…Master Sage, do you sense anything? 

Akira: No, I thought this would be a desolate place, but there’s nothing really distinct…

The three of us tilted our heads in concert, confused about the outcome.

We were visiting a deserted town in the Central kingdom, on yet another report of an incident caused by the Great Calamity. 

“There is something terrifying haunting the ruins of the former town-the air is so cold scary it’s so horrible please come quickly” That was all the chaotic contents of the letter said, so we went immediately to investigate-

Bradley: Lemme give you what I think. These weird-ass air chills and fear they’re talkin’ about or whatever- it ain’t caused by the Calamity at all. 

Arthur: Is there a reason you’re able to be so certain, Bradley? 

Bradley: It’s real simple. You lot would even be able to figure it out eventually; do you see any signs of the Calamity bein’ here? 

Bradley: Cause there aren’t any. And so my job here is done. 

Cain: Okay, okay. Look, I know you’re just here for the pardon, but we can’t exactly bring a proper end to this deal like that. 

Bradley: Who gives a shit about proper? If it’s nothin’, it’s nothin’. 

Bradley: The twins jus’ flapped their traps about  “helpin’ investigate this strange incident.” If you want me to hunt down this 'chilly thing', I’m gonna need some extra incentive. 

Bradley gave a flippant wave of the hand, but for some reason, his gaze kept shifting over to the forest on the other side of the ruined walls. 

Akira:  ….? Um, Bradley, is there something over–

Bradley: Have a good rest of yer night there-don’t fuck ‘round too long! 

(Sound of Bradley whooshing away.)

Arthur: Ah-! He’s gone…..

Cain: Of course he is…..but at any rate, I should probably wrap it up this one time now. 

Cain: Magic and curses aren't the only things that would cause chills and strange behaviors like this. If its poison or a sickness, it’s better to let doctors take the stage. 

Arthur: That is a good point….Master Sage, Cain and I can report back to Drummond this time. 

Arthur: It may be useful to approach this from a different angle for us to help the frightened residents….would that be okay with you? 

Akira: Of course. Please, if you two wouldn’t mind…

Arthur: Thank you very much, Master sage. Then shall we return to the Manor as well?

Cain: Yeah.

Cain nodded, but then oddly his gaze drifted over to the ruined walls. He muttered something under his breath, like he didn’t want anyone to hear. 

Cain: Still…it wasn’t from the Calamity? 

Cain: This has to be where that incident took place, though….

Akira: That incident….?

Arthur + Sacrificium: ….!

With a sudden snap, both Arthur and Sacrikitty turned towards the forest. 

Just one beat behind, Cain turned around as well, ready to face whatever it was. 

(Sound of wind blowing through.)

There wasn’t a chance for me to wonder how or why as a cold icy wind flew past my face.

Because the temperature then dropped dramatically, to an unnatural degree. 

There was no need to ask Cain or Arthur what was going on; I understood instinctively.

Something terrifying was heading towards us from the forest.

Akira: (Oh God, oh God, I’m so scared, it’s so scary so scary so scary scary oh God….) 

Nothing was even happening, yet my legs gave out underneath me, forcing me to shakily sit on the ground.

(Sound of clothes shifting as Akira falls onto the ground.)

Hugging Sacrikitty close, I buried my face into its body, feeling like I was losing control of myself from the horrid chill. 

I was afraid I might let out a cry if I didn’t. 

Cain: Akira?! Are you okay??! 

Arthur: Master Sage……I-what….why…why can’t I move?!! 

Arthur had his gaze cast deliberately down, like he was trying to avert his eyes from something. 

(Sound of leaves rustling in the distance.)

As he did so, the trees in the forest started rustling. 

Something was coming; something I must not look at. 

Akira: Aahh…..

It was just a fleeting shadow on the edge of my vision, but it was enough for me to form a picture; a strange, distorted figure covered in a pitch black mourning veil, dragging the train along in the dirt.

A swollen, distorted head shaped like rotten fruit; skeletal arms so long they almost touched the ground; and a body that was twisted a complete 180 degrees towards us.

Akira: …..ck……

Arthur: Th…that's…..the spirit…..

Cain: Master Sage, Arthur!

(Sound of footsteps running.)

Neither Arthur nor I were able to raise our heads still, but I heard the sound of frantic footsteps as Cain burst out between us and the approaching figure. 

Cain: Run!! I’ll hold it off!!

Arthur: C….Cain! No….it’s dangerous!

Cain: That’s why you need to get out of here!! Go, now!! 

(Sound of Cain drawing his sword.)

Cain raised his sword as the sound of gravel being crunched underfoot drew nearer. 

Cain: Fuck, this really is some sort of demon! I…I can see it just fine…..

???: sA…W……saw…

???: You…sAW it.

Cain: Huh? 

???: You saw iT….you sawit yousawityousawityousawitYOUSAWITYOUSAWITYOUSAWITYOUSAWITYOUSAWITYOUSAWYOUSAWYOUSAWYOUSAWYOUSAW

Bradley: ….Don’t make eye contact, you fucking idiot!!!

(Sound of magic, then several gunshots being fired.)

An echo of a gunshot rang out, and instantly the oppressive chill faded.

When I finally managed to raise my head, I caught a glimpse of the spirit trying to flee into the forest, Bradley hovering above us on his broom.

Cain, who had stood his ground between us and the demonic being, lowered his sword with a sigh of relief.

All the while tears of thick, oozing blood trailed from his golden-colored eye. 

Akira + Arthur: ….?!

Cain: Uaah!! What the-what the hell-?! 

Bradley: Fuck, this is why I wanted to get outta here!

Bradley cursed up a storm, all the while wiping at his eyes with his thumb. Even so, I could still see the dark red color that stained his skin.

Akira: Cain! Bradley…!

Arthur: Are you two okay?! I’m so sorry, it’s because I couldn’t move……

Cain: It’s not your fault, Arthur. See? The two of us are fine-

Bradley: We ain’t fine.

Bradley: This blood’s the sign of a curse. Me an’ Mr. Knight here are cursed.

Arthur: Cursed…?

Bradley: Yep.

Bradley: That thing will keep huntin’ us down, even to the ends of the earth. Just to kill us.

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Cain: Faust, thanks for coming. I’m real sorry to bother you like this.

Faust: It’s fine, really.

A short while after. We had moved from the abandoned town to a meadow far away from any civilization.

Arthur had sent a letter to the Manor to beg for Faust’s help in the matter, and he had arrived here as well.

According to Bradley, the two of them could only use weak magic now, about what it took to fly a broom.

Any more than that, and that “Wandering Lament” would immediately be able to sense them.

Faust: Anyway, you were saying you were cursed by this wandering spirit..? 

Bradley: This shit’s your specialty, right? Can ya fix it? 

Faust: I have all the necessary components to try, but the curse is powerful. I can’t say yes with any sort of certainty.

Akira: Um, this “Wandering Lament”.....what sort of spirit is it? The fact that it would hunt you down to the ends of the earth…..

Faust: The remnants of a deceased person that manifests from a powerful grief or some sort of lingering attachment. At this point, I wouldn’t even call it a ghost anymore; it’s just a shadow of their former self; one that’s forgotten everything. Their name, why it is they were grieving, until the only thing it has left is hatred. 

Faust: If you make eye contact with it, it forges a connection between you; and it will indiscriminately hunt down anyone who does so.

However, it didn’t seem like they’d be able to turn the tables on the demonic spirit and defeat it to end the curse.

Once a soul came into contact with this "Wandering Lament", it became akin to a water bottle that held a poisonous stone. Even if you took the stone out, the water wouldn’t become drinkable again.

And a soul that’s eaten away at by this deep resentment the spirit held would start drawing misfortune and calamity onto themselves. And before long, amidst all that ruin, they too would die, grieving and anguished.

[00why-why-why00]

My god, I’ve discovered something absolutely detrimental chat.

Well I didn’t discover but hey.

Anyways, I reached a new lw 🗣️ 114 wth

But im gaining, up to 117 rn cause I been eating 🗣️🗣️🗣️

This eating disorder shit is just a huge rabbit hole. It’s never enough, and once you pass a gw. You reach it again and it feels as big as before. I’m tired of this shit. Exhausted dare I say. I need me a baggie and im trying not to omfg. I’m tired. I haven’t taken my meds in like 9 months, I can see myself falling into bullshit delusions. I just made a little spell jar thing and like I feel like it’s gonna work. My head is say there’s no way that this isn’t gonna work, but at the same time it’s like. “Bitch be ffr.”

Fuck man, I’ve been trying to heal and while doing that I’ve gotten worse.

Yolo tho amiright? I don’t know.

Im so mad, I’ve been seething for days. The jar made me feel a little better but im pissed off. That mf did me dirty and I gotta see him on his knees to feel better. I’ve never been done that dirty before, it takes a lot for me to get to this point and he did it easily. I’ll get his ass chat. I’m so fucking mad.

Like don’t mind my profanity and also warning abt sexual stuff but

I made that fucker come twice. I swallowed both loads and his shit was the most nauseating fucking tasting thing I’ve ever consumed. I let him film, I was playing into his little bullshit fetishes. Mf was talking some big fucking game, like “ohh I’ll take care of you” “I wanna know your soul” like I know im not a bad lay, I just can’t help but yap. He was all like “what age did you lose your virginity?” And I was like oh you know I got gr8ped while he was in me. Talking about how he’s a freak but then he get scared off by me saying shit? Like bitch, I faked it 2 times. His ass said “my only rule is to ask for permission to-“ LIKE MF, I wasn’t EVEN CLOSE BE FFR shut up with the stupid shit omfg im so mad. I’m pissed off. This mfs probably nearly into his 40s and he can’t get a bitch close? CHRIST, I’ve been plotting his downfall guys. I need to chill but I can’t. I can’t when his ass did me this dirty, there’s more but I’ll spare y’all anymore details. I’m so mad. That jar better work

That’s all from me for now gn y’all