#this is for that one anon that keeps up with my insanity

[starpoweredv1b]

okay but double vag with the LADS men?? Like imagine getting sandwiched between 2 possessive men like Xavier and Caleb omg

double vag as innnn like dp in one hole??? anon...idk if my account is at that level of depraved just yet 😞 (i have talked about way worse) i'm kidding!! ty for the ask!!

being sandwiched between the two most possessive men in LADS is both a blessing and a curse. a blessing with how warm their bigger and sturdier bodies are pressing against you, the way their fingers trace and grab at your softer flesh, and definitely the way you can feel their need for you pressing so honestly against your thighs.

and a curse with how they're both finding ways to stand out at the expense of your insanity. the amount of times you have cum evident in the puddle on the ground mixed with their sticky cum. you were a fucked out mess, eyes glazed and brain absolute mush. your fingernails gripping onto Xavier's shoulders as Caleb's thicker cock slides in from behind. your thighs shook around his waist as the familiar rhythm of wet plapping sounds resumed.

"mngh...too much...need a break..."

you'd whine against Xavier's ear, only for Caleb to pull your head back by your throat, arms flat against the curve of it.

"come on pip-squeak hff- ompetition isn't over ngh- until you pick the winner. but you k-keep forgetting, hm? already too f-fucked out, aren't you?"

he'd pant in his usual taunting tone as Xavier's eyes narrowed at the exchange.

"well, maybe there's a way to solve it, darling. you can feel both of us at once for a fair evaluation..."

he'd say as he squishes your jaw between his fingers to bring your adorable face back to him. and you'd feel the tip of his still hard cock rubbing over your puffy clit, as he lets Caleb hold you up. he'd kiss you deeply, tongue erotically swirling against yours as his free hand lines his tip against your filled hole.

"you can take it, can't you, darling? you wouldn't want to be a...hff- fuckk- a biased judge?"

he'd half whimper as he pressed his tip inside. your eyes widened at the stretch, tightening initially from the unfamiliarity of having two cocks in one hole. Caleb would pepper kisses down the sides of your neck and shoulder, as xavier pushes deeper. your voice was getting louder as the stretch continues, both men stilling for a bit for you to adjust which didn't take too long from how prepped you are from how long the three of you have been going at it.

"s-so tight...s-so perfect..."

he'd groan out, teeth clenched as their cocks glided over each other within your deliciously tight walls. the sensation was driving the three of you to the point of no return, your ears were beginning to ring from how full and good it felt to have two cocks thrust into you in tandem. your sweet spongy spot rubbed over and over again with barely any breaks. all it took was the firm clamp of teeth on the shell of your ear and a calloused finger against your erect clit for the coil within you to snap for the umpteenth time, drenching the front of Xavier's pretty abs with your release. the feeling of you squeezing both of them tighter and against each other had their eyes rolling as they both pumped their full loads inside you.

as they both ease out of your gaped fluttering hole, Caleb would gently set you down on your shaky legs so that he could readjust and lift you in his metal arms bridal style as Xavier stroked away your sweaty hair that clung to your forehead.

"shit...never came so hff- much in my hff- life, pip-squeak. winner of today might just be you."

[oaksgrove]

hi again! this is ale anon, i hope you are well 😚

i was thinking if you can write for him? maybe like reader who has been crushing on him for a long time but he is still stuck up on valeria so she gives up and he realises it too late. you can make this smut or however you like actually with a completely different plot! i'd still gobble it up hehe~

Too Late

pairing: Alejandro Vargas x Reader

synopsis: You loved Alejandro. You knew you did. But you were tired of waiting for a man who couldn’t see past his own ghosts. So, you decided to let him go. The problem? He realized it too late.

warnings: Angst, jealousy, pining, emotional tension, Alejandro being an oblivious idiot, make-up kiss, implied feelings of abandonment/insecurity, language.

word count: 758

a/n: This is my first time writing for Alejandro, so I’m a little nervous! Thank you for the request, nonnie—I absolutely loved this idea. Hope I did it justice!

Loving Alejandro Vargas had never been easy, and you knew that it would break you

It was a slow, quiet ache. A longing buried deep beneath laughter, beneath loyalty, beneath the careful facade you wore every time he looked at you and didn’t see you.

And you had waited. God, had you waited.

You had spent years standing at Alejandro’s side. 

It was inevitable, like the setting sun, like the tide pulling back no matter how much it wanted to stay. It wasn’t his fault—he never made you promises he couldn’t keep.

But he also never turned you away.

And that was the problem.

Because you stayed.

For years, you had stood beside him, through war and blood and the weight of everything he carried. Through every lingering touch that never became more, every look that lasted a second too long but never long enough.

Through her.

Valeria.

She haunted him, a ghost he refused to exorcise. Even after she betrayed him. Even after she became his enemy.

She was in the clench of his jaw when he thought no one was watching. She was in the way his fingers twitched over his gun whenever someone mentioned her name. She was in the weight he carried in his shoulders, in his bones, in his soul, clinging to him in ways you never could.

You had tried, though. Oh, God, had you tried.

You stayed when she left. You fought for him when she became his enemy. You held him together when her betrayal nearly shattered him.

And he—

He didn’t see you. Not really.

You were just there.

Always.

Waiting.

Hoping.

You told yourself it was enough just to be near him, to be his friend, his confidant, the one who always had his back.

Until it wasn’t.

Until one day, you realized you couldn’t keep giving pieces of yourself to someone who never even noticed.

So, you made a decision.

You weren’t going to be second place anymore.

Not to Valeria.

Not to a memory.

—

Alejandro noticed before he understood.

At first, it was subtle. You weren’t waiting for him after missions anymore, weren’t the first person handing him a beer, weren’t standing just close enough that your arms brushed, how you no longer leaned against his shoulder when you were drunk, how your smiles no longer lingered when they were meant for him.

At first, he tried to ignore it.

Maybe you were busy. Maybe it was stress.

Then it became obvious.

You stopped teasing him, stopped seeking him out, stopped looking at him with those eyes—those warm, open, waiting eyes.

The worst part?

You didn’t even seem angry.

You just… let go.

And it drove him fucking insane.

Physically, you were still there—still in Los Vaqueros, still standing beside Rudy, still fighting like hell.

But you weren’t his anymore.

“Ay, mi amor,” he called one evening, using the pet name without thinking. “Come have a drink with me.”

You barely looked at him. “Not tonight, Alejandro.”

It was a knife to the gut.

You always had time for him. Always.

He tried again. “Tomorrow, then. After the debrief.”

You gave him a tight-lipped smile. “Got plans.”

Plans.

Plans that weren’t him.

The realization hit like a bullet to the chest.

Alejandro stood there, staring after you, something twisting deep inside him.

He was losing you.

No.

He had already lost you.

—

The breaking point came at the bar.

He found you there, laughing at something Rudy said, your hand resting on his arm. Alejandro had never felt jealousy like that before. It curled in his gut like a snake, coiling tight.

He saw red.

He knew, deep down, that Rudy wasn’t making a move on you. But that wasn’t the point.

The point was that you were happy.

Without him.

So he did something reckless.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you outside.

"Alejandro—what the hell?" you snapped, yanking your arm back once you were alone.

He barely heard you. His mind was spinning, heart pounding, jealousy and frustration clawing up his throat.

“What’s going on with you?” His voice was rough, sharp. "You’ve been avoiding me."

You let out a hollow laugh. “I’ve been moving on.”

The words hit him like a bullet.

Moving on.

From him.

His hands curled into fists. “From what?”

You just stared at him, and in that moment, he saw it—the years of longing, of waiting, of hoping.

And the pain of finally giving up.

"From you," you whispered.

Alejandro’s chest ached.

"Cariño—"

You stepped back. “Don’t do that, Alejandro.”

He frowned. “Do what?”

“Call me sweet names.” Your voice wavered. “Not when you don’t mean it.”

He did mean it.

He just hadn’t realized it until now.

“Mierda,” he swore, raking a hand through his hair. “I—fuck—I was an idiot.”

You let out a humorless laugh. “Yeah. You were.”

The air between you was thick, heavy.

And then—

“Do you still want me?”

It was a desperate question. A plea.

You inhaled sharply. “Does it even matter, Alejandro?”

He stepped closer. “It matters.”

Your back hit the wall. His body was too close, his warmth bleeding into yours.

You should have pushed him away.

You should have walked away.

But when his lips ghosted over yours, when his breath fanned across your skin, your resolve shattered.

“Still want me, mi amor?” he murmured, voice low, dark.

You hated how easy it was for him.

You hated how much you wanted him.

So, instead of answering, you kissed him.

Hard.

He groaned into your mouth, hands gripping your waist, pressing you flush against him, devouring every ounce of frustration, every second of wasted time.

You bit his lip.

He growled.

And then you were lost.

His hands were everywhere—your hips, your waist, threading into your hair as he kissed you like a dying man taking his last breath.

Your fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer, needing more.

When he finally pulled away, he was wrecked.

Breathless.

Desperate.

He rested his forehead against yours, his grip on you still tight, like he was afraid to let go.

“I was blind,” he admitted, voice raw. “But I see you, and I’m sorry.”

Your fingers traced the line of his jaw, your touch soft despite everything.

“Don’t look away again,” you whispered.

Alejandro exhaled sharply.

“Never.”

taglist: @honestlymassivetrash

[hwangyeddeongie]

roh jongeui got all of itzy food and all the containers had Ryujin’s face on them 😭

[lambilegs]

LAMBILEGS' 1K CELEBRATION!

HIIII baes! so, that's right, we've hit 1K followers :") thank you so much to everyone who's followed me and shown me support in any facet, whether it be likes, asks, comments, etc. like, it truly means so much to me that you guys enjoy my writing, as well as trust me to execute your ideas into a reality. so, yeah, thank you so, so much. I'm so grateful for every bit of support, and I am so happy I made the decision to start this account. sure, sometimes it's a bit rocky, and I'm currently trying to figure out how to form a healthier bond to it, but nonetheless, I'm incredibly grateful.

so, I wanted to do something a bit special and out of the ordinary to celebrate with you guys! rules are below <3

STORY REQUEST: ✰ OPEN UNTIL FEBRUARY 28TH (REMINDER: I am still on a break + not accepting requests for anything other than the ones for this celebration-thing) choose any three terms/phrases you like from the following lists: list #1, list #2 and list #3. they don't have to be from the same list. the words you choose will essentially frame the request you're sending in to me. (this idea about requests based on aesthetic words came from another writer in the tlou fandom, but I cannot find their original post, so if anyone has any idea who they are, please let me know so I can credit them!) along with this, add if your requested story will be lee x reader or sevika x reader, and if you'd prefer your work to be sfw or are if you're open to nsfw content. + if you'd like, you can also make specifications about: what world or scenario you'd like this story to fit into (such as: knight!lee au, or college!au with sevi), if there are any specific themes you'd like for it to follow (ex. coming-of-age, religion, first love, etc.), and/or any specifications about yourself to make your reading experience more comfortable (for example, if you're a butch or a femme, if you're plus-size, etc.). again, though, adding any of these to your request is optional and you can add all, some of none or the specifications included this paragraph. send in your request to my inbox anytime between now and the 28th, and boom! there you go <3

please be kind in your request! I'm just one person, and because of that, I'll warn rn: it might take me a long ass time to get to these (especially since I'm already quite drained + still on hiatus, so I won't be writing these anytime soon). and if I get too overwhelmed in the future, I may not get to every request. I'm sorry if that feels negligent or unfair, but again, writing is hard work sometimes and therefore, I cannot make promises that I will complete every request, let alone at a fast pace.

works will most likely range anywhere from 200 to 800 words (though, I may go higher if needed LOL), so expect something short and sweet. 😛

have an amazing day/night!! you all have a piece of my heart, and I cherish each of you.

dividers by: @/notaorbital and @/cafekitsune

[bumblingbabooshka]

Someone on the "is it not enough to see Tuvok" post commented "Unfortunately, seeing Tuvok frequently requires also seeing a Neelix, which is unacceptable." and Bea, I am being sooo brave about it, I've not even murdered them (yet)

I am pinning this to your lapel like a purple heart:

They are worsties, they're divorced despite never being married, they have pigtail crushes on each other, they are mutually annoying co-workers, they are middle aged men and also high school girls with the most insane beef ever, family men without families, orchid breeders (one for sustenance and the other for beauty), they're everything.

[philsmeatylegss]

hey, I know you got hurt and feel that it's very unfair that your brother is autistic. I don't know the whole scope of your situation but it really seems like you went through a lot. you were treated unfairly. and I really emphasise with that. but it doesn't mean that autism is not a spectrum and there are people who are well functioning in our society. it is a disorder and it's not all rainbow colours and some weird superiority some people think it is. but it's also not all bad and you gotta understand people who have it and who try to relate to each other and looking for personas to relate to too. you know we all have strong need for community and to find others who are similar to us, if we are neurotypical and when we are not. I wish you could understand that some people thinking that Phil is autistic is light-hearted and positive. it's not wishing a struggle on Phil. it's just finding similarities with him and others and using the language that we know. and finding out that what we struggle with our whole lives might be autism for a lot is a relief. because we have something to name it with and to be able to communicate with others about it better. there's another can of worms of being diagnosed and what struggles it brings in itself and if it's needed or not to be able to call what we think is autism autism. but if anything, we calling Phil autistic, wish the relief on him. I really respect you and just hope you'll understand better where we are coming from. peace

Absolutely insane this is discourse😭

Although I highly appreciate your kindness and respect lmao. I’m being a bit of an asshole and you’re being very considerate. I really do appreciate it <3

[arachnerd-8-legs]

Bunjy makes two "positivity" and "education based" bloggers being absolutely fucking horrible and toxic to people that I've seen in the last two weeks.

Their response to being told that you were being sent death threats was "Hey guys, stop doing that pwease 🥺" and they expect that to be enough. Yikes.

no fucking way lmao

bunjy has me blocked and i havent bothered to go through any effort to make a new account to stalk them or w/e so i aint seen what they've been saying about me or the situation, but that's really funny if true

why, if one disclaimer on a second reblog didn't work, maybe another disclaimer several days later on an unrelated post will? ;P

thankfully i'm not bothered by much of these - every anon that sends me anything like that only proves my point that bunjy misused their platform over a correspondence they could've solved privately (those asks were off anon - i kept it off anon because my blog bio has the context that i'm estonian, which was important because the issue concerned estonian history)

i don't know if any of that could be 'fixed' at this point, exactly, because those hundreds of reblogs are out there and still going and people will keep finding me. while an apology would be nice, it's not one i expect and it's more courtesy than anything what i really want from them, at this point, is to take this interaction as a learning experience, that they would think ahead before digging up someone else's single digit note criticism of them. they'll have to realize just how many people follow them eventually and what that means, and what will happen that they cannot take back if they did the same thing in the future.

i've been on the internet for a long time, and i'm confident in myself enough to be undeterred by these and worse i've experienced online - but that's not everyone. someone else this could happen to, if this was repeated, may be in a much different circumstance, who may not be prepared for this kind of thing, and whom this kind of thing could really really hurt.

there's not much else that could lead to any productive progress in this situation than if they recognize that before showing something to thousands and thousands and thousands of people in the future.

[kalpasio]

pulling up kalpas' mask to gently kiss him or anything with him being vulnerable. pulling off his glove to kiss his hand or hugging him under all that armor.

-pianist anon ^_^

pulling off his one glove to hold hands and he's like "you could have just held my other hand" and you just go "no :)" and that's the whole conversation 💀

but imagine you have to take the mask off slowly (because no one wants a startled Kalpas on their hands) and he complains about you being too slow so you start with kisses on his cheek and work your way up as you lift the mask 😭

soft kalpas is v ooc is best Kalpas and I will die on this hill. give me Kalpas baking with rin, give me cuddles with werewolf Kalpas, give me coffee dates that Emile crashes, give 👏 me 👏 soft 👏 kalpas 👏

[allylikethecat]

ally!! the way i ran to ao3 as soon as i saw the ducklings update…i am in love with this fic and simultaneously bewildered at how you have managed to pull me into a genre of fic that i have avoided for years.

it is a testament to your writing and the way you write our poor fictional!matty. he is really going through it and i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t enjoying it slightly 🫠 (as someone with my own knee problems i have to say i appreciate that fictional!matty also has to suffer the same ailments as i do lol)

speaking of fictional!matty not having a good time, i saw the wip you posted for the equestrian au and am very excited for that next update too!!!

back to ducklings tho..i cannot WAIT for fictional!matty and fictional!george to have a grownup discussion as i anticipate that the angst will be unmatched. i also love me some fictional!ross for calling them both on their shit as he should. i once again thank u for your service and the absolute delight that is these tuesday updates 🫡

yours,

— 💌

Ahhh hello my dearest 💌 anon!! I hope you are well!

Thank you so much for giving Ducklings a chance in the first place, especially with it not being a genre of fic that you don't enjoy (and usually actively avoid!) Thank you so much for your kind words about my writing 🩵 I have so much fun crafting these little stories, and I'm so happy that y'all are enjoying them as well (and I hope that I've been able to continue improving the craft!) I also love putting Fictional!Matty through it (every day is the new worst day of his life lol)

Also knee problem peeps unite! Why are knees both so important and also so fragile?! We should have evolved into a better design by now lol I do hope both your knee/knees, Fictional!Matty's knee/knees and my own personal funky knee start to trend at least a bit into the better direction (yes, I know they're knees so it's unlikely BUT being overly positively optimistic at times is half my charm lol maybe we can all get a deal on cortisone shots together- Matty call me I know a cortisone shot guy (my orthopedic lol))

AHHH thank you so much for also giving the equestrian AU a chance and for your support on that one! It is so incredibly self indulgent, and I have SO MUCH FUN working on it, because I am the definition of annoying horse girl lol Making fictional!Matty and fictional!George horse BOYS brings me the most amount of joy lol I'm hoping to have the next update ready on Friday! I've just decided to make a few tweaks to the chapter 😊

Hehe this is Fictional!Matty we're talking about, so it's gotta get worse before it can get better! Fictional!Ross is like omfg though, he's got it coming from both sides lol

I apologize in advance, I'm not going to have an update next Tuesday February 20 or next Friday, February 23. I'm going to be out of the country to work and I don't want to be stressing about finishing a chapter / posting it while also trying to bond with me new coworkers lol BUT after that we should fully be back to our regularly scheduled programming / schedule 😊

Thank you so, so very much for reading, your support and alway sending the most lovely of messages 🥰 I greatly appreciate it and hope that you are having the absolute VERY BEST week!

❤️Ally

[crossbackpoke-check]

Okay so this is gonna sound very unhinged

But the screenshot you posted of the doc for Omega Yamo had text

And I may have zoomed in and been able to decipher the words

And I’m obsessed with there being more than one Alpha in that scenario

And I think you’re a genius and I love your writing even though I probably wasn’t supposed to be able to read it

Again I’m sorry for being so insane but I couldn’t help it 🙃

SCREAMINGGGG anon i am in love with you. i appreciate the level of unhinged sooo much, the only thing you have to be sorry for is inflating my ego to an enormous size

howmstever!!! i may have tricked you!!! there are actually two omega yamo fics in the works 🤐🤫 they just happen to exist in the same document right now because ??? why not

[cheemken]

You really find a lotta ways to make Diantha suffer huh? good for you good for you, but damn poor Diantha haha

That's like, one of the downsides of being my fave charac ngl hahaha

Cause I'd give them the attention they should've gotten, the attention they deserve, but at the same time I'll give them ungodly amounts of angst and I'd be writing or drawing all that angst with this :3 face

[seokmattchuus]

hey saw u got asks about the kamdens dad situation and i kinda wanted to share more just since the entire situation is really crazy. basically mr na has been hosting twitter spaces where he’s been sharing incredibly personal family details about things like family suicides and keeps giving these really backhanded compliments to kamden. he said “Tbh, I’m his biggest critic. I was worried about his singing despite him working so hard on his dancing. He worked really hard on his rapping and now, he’s not bad.” he also made some really insensitive comments about how the bit with the native american headdress wasn’t cultural appropriation even tho kamden was the only one who wasn’t laughing at it during the show. kamden actually called him in the middle of his last space to ask him to end it. i felt like i should share just cuz while some ppl r being rude i didnt want ppl calling mr na’s actions wrong to be misinterpreted as talking about a different situation.

I'll start by saying I guess this is a continuation from the earlier stuff? Like, he's just going on and on? But, again, this is a grown man. Of course, it can be seen as off putting, but he's no different than any parent on facebook oversharing on what their kids are up to (maybe not but I don't know how twt really works so I'm not sure what the spaces were like). There's really nothing wrong with any of this, except for the suicides, that's a bit questionable. He's not keeping up with the internet the way most bp watchers are. He's just a middle-aged man talking to the void. He's probably just really into the fact that he can talk to people who know who kamden is (parents aren't exactly known to be the most private about their kids, les be real here). Or the fact that he can talk to people who support his son the same way he does.

The criticisms aren't that much of a red flag either, in my opinion (could be because I grew up in the same boat) but from my understanding, most parents are their kids' #1 critic, and maybe it's just the quote you chose, but that doesn't seem so backhanded. It seems pretty objective to me? He's not coming off as insulting or overly praising. Just stating what it is.

The cultural stuff isn't really my place to comment on because I missed that bit entirely. I don't know what was said.

And I think the person who called had to have been kamden's twin. Trainees can't have their phones. Or at least can't make it known that they have them. Everyone who's ever been on the show makes a big deal of having no personal technology.

[sttoru]

⠀ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. your bestfriend, satoru, sends your cheating boyfriend a rather explicit video of the two of you as revenge.

tags. best friend!gojo satoru x female reader. smut, pwp. dōggy style. dirty talk. crēampie. reader gets called ‘pretty, angel, baby’. cheating. consensual fīlming. anon req.

“mmshiit, should’ve fucked you long time ago,” satoru hisses, his hips stuttering against the plump flesh of your ass. he’s unable to stop himself now that he’s got his pretty best friend underneath him—in a sinful position he has only had wet dreams of.

one moment you’re crying because of your cheating boyfriend and the next you’re getting your guts rearranged by your bestfriend who comforted you through it all.

your mascara stains satoru’s pillow, your drool doing the exact same. you’re acting like a total slut for his cock, mewling for him to give you more, to give it to you faster and harder. all of which is caught on tape.

“yeah? want more, baby?” satoru coos as he holds up your phone with one hand. his other one is gripping the side of your hip—keeping your ass perked up so he can continue hitting that right spot inside of your greedy cunt. the white-haired man snickers behind the camera, “c’mon—tell your boyfriend just how much y’ need your best friend’s cock.”

you know satoru’s filming himself hitting it from the back. it’s nasty, but it only serves to excite you. you know your ‘boyfriend’ will be enraged once he receives the erotic video from you. he’s never liked satoru neither, always preventing you two from meeting each other. which was a red flag by itself.

you’ll show that hypocritical bastard.

“need more, ‘toru, please—” you babble, your voice muffled by the pillow. your body jerks with each hard thrust. every move is made with precision, with the intention of pleasuring you until your insides remember the shape of his dick only, “fuckk, ‘tis too big.”

satoru grins smugly. you’re basically admitting that he’s way bigger than that excuse of a man you’re dating. his ego gets a huge boost and it shows when he drives his throbbing cock deeper into your tight cunt.

“awwh, i know, but i bet my sweet girl can take it,” your best friend encourages you through a raspy voice. the fact that he called you his ‘sweet girl’ drives you insane. your pussy squeezes around his cock in response.

satoru’s eyes nearly roll back from the way you’re gripping him. he moves his other hand around your hips until his fingertips find your clitoris. he over stimulates you until you’re crying of pleasure.

you end up clenching around his fat dick even more. it feels like you’re trying to snap his cock in half with how much you’re sucking him in. there’s not a chance of it slipping out of you.

satoru moans loudly without any shame, letting both you and your boyfriend - who’d watch the video later - know how much he enjoys pounding your cunt like it’s actually his; “y’re so fucking tight. you sure your boyfriend’s been fucking you?”

you feel embarrassed by how much you’re enjoying his dirty talk. satoru’s drilling his cock into you so well to the point that you’ve forgotten all about the intimacy you shared with your cheating boyfriend. it was nothing compared to how satoru is treating you right this moment.

the white-haired man continues, still not believing that he’s finally living out his dreams. your body is heaven to him. satoru can’t help but whimper at the feeling your pussy sucking him in so desperately, “feels like your pussy hasn’t had any dick in a good while.”

the way you’re basically screaming into the pillow is enough evidence to confirm that your boyfriend has never fucked you properly at all. that delicious arch of your back, that ass of yours bouncing back on his pelvis in circles. . . satoru just knows it.

you hiccup and try to speak. you know your boyfriend is going to see the video and that only drives you to be more vocal than you already are. you’re going to get revenge and you’re going to make it as painful as possible.

“y-yeah,” you agree with satoru’s words. your words are basically slurred—too cockdrunk to properly talk. you lift your head up for a second to breathe and continue your whiny babbling between moans, “he’s n-never fucked me as well as you—ngh!”

your voice is perfect. everything about you is. satoru isn’t sure if he’ll even last long like this. he wants to claim you as his girl already. he wants to thrust his cum as deep as he can inside of you so you’ll only think of him.

“poor, poor baby,” satoru pouts and rubs your ass gently as he watches it bounce back at him with every thrust. the view is hypnotising. he cannot grasp the fact that your boyfriend fumbled such an amazing girl like you, “it’s okay. i’ll make it up to ya, mhm? i’ll treat you like a real man would.”

you nod and whimper in agreement, which gives satoru the green light. you’re going to be his at the end of this session. he’s going to claim you as his—finally—after all those years.

you feel yourself start to tremble. you feel tingly all over and your moans are getting louder. the curve in satoru’s dick is making your mind go blank. it makes his tip hit the deepest spots inside you, the right spots. you’re desperately searching for that sweet release.

“aht, aht, angel,” satoru clicks his tongue whilst deepening the arch of your back. his fingers trace the shape of your spine, feeling you shiver from the touch as he pounds you silly. “hold it in, yeah? need you to cum for me when i do. wanna fill this cunt to the brim.”

you try to hold on the best you can. after a couple more thrusts, satoru’s breath turns shaky and his noises turn into whimpers—a sign that he’s on the edge, “fuck fuck fuck fuck! baby- ‘m gnna cum!”

you gasp and your body spasms and squirms as you reach your climax at the exact same time. you feel your cunt being flood with spurts of semen. it’s so much—as if satoru’s been storing all of it just for you.

“there there. such a good girl,” satoru sighs and pulls out of you after making sure that you’ve settled down. he takes his dick out as slowly as possible, pointing the camera right at the lewd sight. his entire length is coated with a mixture of your slick and his white cum.

you shiver at the feeling of being left empty. satoru soothes you by pushing his cum back into your pussy with two long fingers. he films the entire process, focusing on your stuffed hole for a few seconds before putting the phone up.

satoru points the back camera at the both of you, getting the entire view of the messy bed. he grins and puts a peace sign up—ending the video with a mocking yet cold smile that’s directed to the man who’s going to be watching this video soon, “should’ve treated her better.”

oh, your boyfriend is going to be fuming. deserved..

[miallurk]

Damn. One thing going wrong and I'm going full mental breakdown huh.

[fix-me-sixteen]

ah. first of all, sadness over not getting to know the other lore . . . sigh okay

second of all, "we both lowkey have mistresses" is an insane phrase lmfao . . . and clearly i need to catch up on the lore because i was not aware you got isa into wicked . . . i thought she just got into it. by herself. yeah no idea what that's about either . . . what does fandom cancelled even mean

hi i'm snooping on your blog a bit because i'm trying to figure out what this lore you spoke of on that one anon post comparing your sokeefe shipping to my aldella shipping is. i'm doing a miserable job finding out what it is but anyway. i happened to see what's going on and. what the fuck is anon going on about i'm scared . . . does someone have a fandom crush on isa <- does not know the lore

You will not find what you're looking for

ALSO LMAO NO OKAY SO LIKE

WE AREN'T ACTUALLY SURE WHAT THE LORE IS????

Before yesterday, the lore was: Me and @permanently-stressed are cognates (weirdly in sync best friends? we tend to say stuff at the same time. it's weird) @aspenaspenaspenaspenaspen is jealous that she isn't isa's cognate so she's isa's "other woman" and @f1gure-skater is my oldest online friend and therefore the girl I'm telling isa not to worry about.

Basically we both lowkey have mistresses but it's fine bc we're telepathically connected

"isacrush" refers to the ship between isa and her IRL crush. She refuses to believe he likes her back. It's insane bc it's obvious he does

BUT YESTERDAY WE STARTED GETTING ANONS LIKE "isa is changing her personality to get katie to like her" "isa deserves better than katie" "katie stop forcing isa to like wicked" and stuff like that?? like???? H U H? And I was accused of making isa pretend to like sokeefe making out! Excuse me! we BOTH love sokeefe making out!

and today someone said i was basically the ariana grande of the fandom and that I apparently got fandom cancelled??? (have no clue what they mean) and then said isa was saying i bullied her (she did. it was a joke. a JOKE) and then someone said isa faked the bullying for attention?

basically people are just jealous of what me and isa have.

And you're not gonna find what you're looking for I'm referring to secret documents

[lover-of-mine]

Re you magic Percy Jackson camp shirt you are holding so much power in a t shirt is like the start of a urban fantasy novel

kpakspakapakapak a magic tshirt totally feels like the type of item you would accidentally encounter and end up in a quest with no idea how you got there lol

No, but the funny thing is that I made this shirt? Like, I stole an orange tshirt from my brother and used a fabric marker to draw the camp half blood and the pegasus in it, so I really don't understand how I ended up in possession of a magic pjo shirt kspskapalpla