#this shit is killin g me

[eemmoorrii]

what the fuck is going on in here on this day

[tonycries]

I'm A BIG Stepper!

Synopsis. Too big? There’s no such thing as “too big”.

Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, established relationship, saying it’s “too big”, FÉRAL boys, spítting, chokíng, them being big like REALLY big, cúmplay, oraI (male + fem), Choso’s rings, breéding, víbrators, creampíe, again - REALLY big, kinda mean Choso hehe, true form! Sukuna, dp, pet names, swearing.

Word count. 5.7k

A/N. When you accidentally choose “thought daughter” and half your synopses are questions WHOOPS.

♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - “That? M’bigger.”

“Yer killin’ me, doll.” Toji huffs out in ragged jealousy at those slow, sultry noises. “Look at you- just look at how she’s just begging f’me.”

Such cute lil’ whines leave your pretty lips as he works your puffy cunt open with that hot pink vibrator of yours. Soaked, thick - customized to the exact measurements of the achingly hard cock sat between his legs right now.

“B-but-” you gasp, eyeing down at the way your puffy folds were bulging around the toy. “S’barely even ngh- all the way in, Toji.”

“So?” he rolls his eyes. And Toji knows he’s being ridiculous, he knows it’s for his own good to stretch out your gummy walls so that you can take his massive size. But all it takes is another hard caress of that buzzing length against your poor g-spot for him to snap.

Eyes becoming crazed when your jaw falls slack, back arching up like such a slut up against his hard abs as you squeal, “Toji! Oh my god m’close—”

Close? 

Suddenly, Toji can’t take it anymore - he needs to feel you wrapped around himself. 

Now. 

“M’gonna- wait what- ngh!” You’re batting your dewy eyes up at him when he drags the vibrator out with a loud squelch! All at once. Still reeling from disappointment, “Baby, why’d you-”

“Because.” he interrupts, and you keen when you feel the urgent throb! of Toji’s fat tip kissing at your swollen folds. Red and angry, leaking thick precum over your pussy lips in a pretty gloss. So mesmerizing that you almost miss the familiar flex of his thighs, the way his dark brows furrow in concentration. “-this pussy of yours says s’time for the real deal.”

It’s all that’s said before he’s suddenly dipping his girthy head just barely past your first ring of resistance. Difficult.  

“Relax.” he hisses. Pushing in lingering, determined little grinds past each clench, still easy - still patient. For now. “Breathe f’me. Breathe f’me come on, She can do hah- do it, right, my girl?”

Shit, a part of him thinks he should’ve almost waited longer with the vibrator. Because Toji knows he’s big. He knows your cunt is so tight so heavenly he might just pass out right now. Until- 

“Hngh! Toji!” you scramble onto your elbows when you feel his fat head finally bullies past to brush up against your hidden sweet spots. That little divot squeezing past to mark your walls inside. “You promised you’d hah- last longer with the oh vibrator tonight.”

Honestly, a part of Toji was impressed you were still able to form coherent sentences with the way you were being split apart on his monster cock. 

He leans down to nuzzle your neck, “Awww, did I?” Hiking your limp legs further and further up his broad shoulders where he had you folded in half. “I don’t remember, maybe your pussy was jus’ c-calling t’me.”

“You- you liar!” you cry out, and he can’t help but grow impossibly harder. Fighting off that dangerous, feral part of himself that just wants to ram into you like some animal already. Because oh how he loved when you act like you weren’t bucking up mindlessly into the smooth staccato of his hips as he eases his way in.  “Hngh- fuck you jus’ got- oh!”

The stretch - fuck the stretch. You never got used to it, no matter how many times he used that damn vibrator on you. Pushing you to your limits. It’s like he was nudging at your lungs already.

“F-fuuuck-” you can’t hold back your desperate moans, nails dragging reg marks down his biceps almost the size of your head. “Are you- ngh are you at least halfway in, Toji?”

“Nope.” he hums smugly, popping the p. “Though…”

And in a split second, he’s sitting up, with you splayed out so prettily on his fat length. Lips quirking into a mean little grin when two big arms of his help gravity pull you down, down, down onto his thick cock. Inch by fucking inch. 

Turning his head to lick a long, languid stripe up his wrist. Groaning at the sweet sweet taste of your juices forming a sheen on his skin from the little “preparation” before. And fuck you think you feel him grow thicker - angry veins pulsing against every nook and cranny of your cunt. 

Full. So full - and he wasn’t even all the way in yet. 

“Oh- oh my god- fuck you’re so deep.” you mewl, body jolting with the inability to decide between wanting to run away or slam your hips down for more. 

Toji notices - of course, he does - it was always like this, a few tears, a few whines, a few strokes with that pathetic “replica” of his swollen cock to stretch you out. He splays a hand out over your lower stomach, pressing down. Hard. Twitching wildly at that familiar bulge inside you, “M’so much deeper than that stupid toy.” 

It’s all you can do to whimper, strained and utterly fucked out already. “Wh-what?”

“Heh, ya wanna know a secret, doll?” He’s leaning down to chuckle darkly in your ear - sending shivers down your neck, your arched spine, all the way to where he gives harsh thrust. Calculated. Once. Twice. 

This time, not stopping until he was bottoming out. 

Your puffy folds meeting his pelvis in a lewd kiss, his heavy balls smacking against your ass, thick cock settled deep - right where Toji’s been dying to be all night. Toji coos at the way your poor cunt was stuttering and bulging with the greedy effort to take him. 

He plants a sloppy kiss right on your lips, “That vibrator’s made smaller than me.”

♡ NANAMI KENTO - Gentleman.

Now, Nanami Kento has always been told he looked like a gentleman - everything from his neatly styled hair, to his perfect suits, to the stern reading glasses always at his nose. Nanami Kento was a gentleman - both inside and out. 

Well, except for that massive cock he hid away behind dapper dress pants, of course. 

The one that always got so girthy and angry at the mere thought of not being stuffed inside your pretty pussy. The one that was currently beading hot precum at your pussy lips, forming a lewd little pool from where he was spooning you from behind. 

The perfect remedy after a long, hard day at work - you, his cute lil’ wife. 

“Bad day?” you whisper over your shoulder, Nanami’s nods coming out in feverish little puffs against your heated skin. “Then, I want you to put it in, Ken. All of it, don’ wanna waste time on preparation.”

And Nanami was never one to deny his wife - never one to doubt anything you wanted. But at this very moment, he’s loosening that speckled yellow tie he didn’t have the patience - nor the sanity to remove. Sliding the divot on his fat tip across your clit with a hushed, “Can’t, my love. I promised to not overwork you.”

You huff, “S’not overworking- just ngh- Ken-”

“Don’t.” he warns, hips rutting up lewdly at the mere sound of your voice. Sliding the mess of his glisteningly swollen cock right between your puffy folds. “Fuck- don’t. Jus’ had a bad day n’ this naughty pussy’s gonna make me lose control, darling. Have you calling out of work tomorrow.” He kisses down your neck left hand snaking down to give your cunt a gentle smack! The cool band of his wedding ring burning against your clit, “S’that really what you want?”

And it was meant to be a question to himself more than anything, really. A reminder that you weren’t even prepared yet - not stretched and teased to his heart’s content like usual. A reminder to fucking reel his sanity back before he breaks you. 

But, alas, maybe you’re a genius - maybe you’re just stupid. Because you whine stubbornly, “Well, I hear it’s the best solution for a bad day, so why don’t you?”

In an instant, that’s all it takes for your leg to be stretched up in the air. The cozy bedroom chill hitting your bare cunt - only for a split-second, before Nanami’s achy tip is filling you up. Everywhere. Anywhere. 

“Hold onto this.” his free hand presses his tie onto your shaky one, hip still pushing. Still rutting up in a steady pressure on your snug cunt. “Pull on it if m’going too rough- fuck- fuckin’ choke me I don’t care. Jus’ let me know because from now on…” he trails off dangerously. 

But you’re not left to wonder what the end of his sentence will gift you. No, because you feel it. 

He’s pushing in - nothing like the slow, languid strokes you were used to. No, barely even giving you the time to adjust while your husband just keeps pressing and pressing and-

“Ah! Ken!” you involuntarily tug on his tie when his sensitive slit massages at those syrupy sweet spots insides. “You’re so deep- fuck just fuck me how you want to.”

Nanami’s head feels light, vision getting spottier with each heaving breath he’s taking - maybe from your tightening grip around his tie, maybe from the way you’re squeezing him so fucking tight. But it takes him a few seconds to pull himself together enough to grit out, “Fuck- I want to. Oh, how I want to.” As if to confirm his statement, he’s thumbing apart your sopping slit, groaning at the sight of you drooling eagerly down his cock. “But you’re so fuckin’ tight I can’t ngh- s’this how you feel- fuck! I think m’gonna hafta take y’like this all the time, my love.”

Each word has him speeding up in jagged little pistons. Feeling so mean with the way he was bullying those cute moans out of you. 

“I don’t care- ngh-” you babble, when his fingers roll over your clit. Squirming your hips down to meet his, trying to press up against those neat tufts of blond at his hilt. “-just want you all inside me.”

Shaping your cunt to this shape of him, losing his breath with each and every dense push inside your sloppy entrance. Still stuck not even halfway in yet - but you feel like you’re losing your goddamn mind. 

“You’re so fuckin’ hah- hold on.” And then, your beloved Nanami pushes your leg up even further, craning his neck over to spit. A steady, sinful stream of saliva right onto the bulging mound of where he was sheeting himself in your pussy. Circling your clit, he hums in satisfaction at the mess he’s made, “Now I can ruin you exactly how I want.”

You open up so pliant for him, massaging every bump and ridge along his long, long length while you let him skim past. Being split open so well. So maddeningly. 

Like you wanted to be ruined. 

And just the thought of it is enough to push Nanami over the edge of his sanity - and to push the entirety of his raw, needy cock inside your tight pussy. Finally. Finally bottoming out.

“Ngh- shit-” he lets out a long breath, sharp canines puncturing at the sensitive skin on your neck. Hips stuttering and getting sloppy with each jittery push deeper inside. Even when Nanami feels your hips fucking back into his to meet the brick wall of his toned abs. His twitching balls sensitive against your ass. “Now, lemme tell ya how how it’s been a-” Just slamming his hips into yours, a ruthless depraved cadence. Fingers ruthless on your clit. “-long fuckin’ day without you.”

♡ GETO SUGURU - Till m’stupid!

“P-please!” you try - and fail - to pull off his need mouth from your poor, overstimulated cunt. Fingers clasping desperately onto his long, inky hair. “I jus’ wan’ you in me- hah-”

It’s around your fourth orgasm that night when you’re finally crying out in surrender, big fat tears rolling down your cheeks with each high, legs spasming and trying to run away from Geto Suguru’s mean mouth. Your breath catching in your chest when he only hums around your ravaged clit in answer. 

“I dunno, gorgeous.” Geto teases, sloppy tongue darting around your pulsing hole. Stretching. Lapping up each and every drop of your syrupy cunt. “Don’ think she’s ready to take me, yet.”

Fuck, you knew what that meant. 

You knew that meant another few sweet rolls of Geto’s tongue against your clit, another few bullying praises spat into your sensitive cunt while he dragged you through another high - another orgasm that wasn’t on his swollen cock. 

And despite how much you loved the way your boyfriend teased and toyed your needy cunt with his mouth - you needed more. 

So you tug once again on his dark locks, tongue getting loose with delirium, “You’re so mean, Sugu. So what if I j-jus’ wan’ your cock.”

Oh how he loved to have you begging.

At this, his glassy eyes meet yours right from where Geto was still making out with your pretty pussy in a slow, languid kiss. The squelches and suckles ringing in your ears over your own words. His brow quirks, already with the nickname, huh? Interesting. 

“Can’t cum a-as good if it’s not on your cock.” you plow on. Oh, now it’s flattery? How cute. You manage to sputter out while your words don’t even slow him down, “And! And if you don’t-” Ah, Geto muses, this one’s probably the threat. What will it be? Last time it was making him do all the dishes. The time before that it was buying you that handbag you really loved- “-m’gonna go on a sex ban!”

Oh. 

Oh fuck. 

Now, if there’s one thing you know to never threaten Geto Suguru with, it’s a sex ban. But, alas, desperate times call for desperate measures. 

So here he was - face wrenching away from the honeypot of your sweet cunt like it hurt to leave. Eyes wide as he scrambles to meet you, your slick glistening down his gaping lips, his burning cheeks - fuck, he’s never looked prettier. 

“My baby…” Geto purrs into your ear, coming up to graze his lips against your in a messy crash of teeth and tongue. “Gorgeous, you never thought I’d be serious- right? Hah- sex ban my ass. You’re funny, real fucking funny.” But for all how confident he was, Geto was soothing out his words with the slightest tremor. Hastily sliding his furiously leaking tip between your sopping slit. Up and down up and down up and- “-cuz who said I could live another second without being in this cute pussy?”

As if to prove his point, Geto’s sliding his fat head past your puffy folds, stretching out your entrance so taut around his thick cock. 

A big hand of his finds its way onto the small of your waist, and in a split-second Geto has your position flipped so that he’s splayed out on the mattress instead. Your limp body now toppling precariously where you were sat on his swollen cock. 

“Oh.” his pretty mouth falls slack when his hazy eyes lock down at where the two of you were connected. Your pussy lips spread and sucking him up so well. He marvels, “Oh shit look at you. You always take it so well when you’re cockdrunk like this.”

And it’s true - Geto could barely feel that familiar little resistance of muscle. Instead, you’re letting his vein poke at your cunt welcomingly. Bullying himself inside.

You’re keening when an experimental thrust has Geto plunging in even deeper, throbbing veins massaging every nook and cranny of your gummy walls. You could feel him everywhere. And it’s like he could see the strain to take him. To milk him even greedier. 

“S-Sugu-”

“Shhh, this is what y’wanted, right?” he’s breathing, strained - like he’s at the end of his sanity with each inch you’re bouncing down his length. “To be fucked on my cock? No matter how big?”

You don’t even have the ability to respond at this point - just the way he liked it. That smart mouth of yours too drunk to think of anything other than him. To only whine when he pools your salty tears on his tongue, murmuring into your skin, “Now now, ‘nough with the cryin’ hah- you wanted to be fucked stupid- n’that’s exactly what m’gonna do.”

Ah, he loved this part. 

Loved how all those previous orgasms were crashing together to render you barely lucid when he’s shoving his entire cock up into your slutty hole. Glossy lips trembling when he hits the back of your cunt- already? Shit, that last orgasm must’ve hit you harder than he thought. 

That slightly upwards curve of his dick was driving you wild now buried to his hilt. And only shoving himself deeper with each grind that Geto was bucking up to. Until his heavy balls rested behind your ass, neat black happy trail rubbing up against your skin. Until it was impossible to go any deeper.

Your drunken eyes are snapping up in surprise when feeling him grow even thicker inside you, the rough girth shaping out your sloppy hole. He rasps out a chuckle, “Wonder how loose you’ll be after a fifth one, hm?”

♡ CHOSO KAMO - Make him break!

Now, Choso knew your dirty lil’ tricks, he knew not to trust that sultry curl of your lips when you called out to him. That dangerous little glint in your eyes when you begged him to go deeper, one he almost misses with the way your heavenly cunt was trying to suck him up greedily. Almost. 

Always playing with his sanity. 

Always asking for more. 

“But, baby.” he whines, pressing a concerned little peck to that adorable pout on your lips. Breath catching in his chest when you tug stubbornly on his bottom lip. “I don’t wanna- hah- don’ wanna hurt you, y’know?”

In response, you’re only wrapping your legs around his toned waist tighter, sure to leave sinful little marks at those dimples at the bottom of his spine. “I know what I want- n’ what I want is-” your elastic walls squeeze around his girth. Hard. “-more.”

Choso can’t help but let out a slow, hoarse drag of your name. Dark strands of his hair sticking to his forehead when he throws his head back, hips grinding down, down, down-

“Hah! You- oh-” his hazy eyes are flying open when he realizes he’s playing right into your evil hands. Biting his sharp canines down on your pulse - a little warning. “You know what happens when I go all the way, baby. M’not gonna fit- m’gonna lose control. M’gonna-”

“Please?” you hum sweetly.

He was about halfway in now - mouth watering at the way your pussy was spread open so shamefully for him. Already bulging and leaking onto the drenched silky sheets below with the struggle to take him - and you wanted more? 

“Tha’s right.” you hum, and it takes his saturated mind a second to realize he said that out loud. And even longer to blink up and meet your hungry gaze, “I want more, Cho.”

Fuck, and it was so unfair. Maybe it’s the nickname, maybe it’s the way you buck your hips up sloppily, lewd squelches ringing in his ear when you bully his swollen cock just an inch more. 

Maybe it’s just you. .

But that’s all it takes for him to gasp, eyes snapping wider - crazed even - hips stuttering so messily forwards before-

“Fuck, you’re such a little slut, baby.” And before you know it, Choso’s ramming his hips forwards. Letting the loud smack of skin-on-skin sound across the heady air, bruising. Painful, even. “Such a greedy little bitch-” Watching his throbbing length disappear, he’s sure it’ll leave marks - his heavy balls on your ass, toned pelvis against your thighs, fat cockhead hitting at your cervix. “-N’ s’what you’re gonna be treated like.”

It only takes one kiss of Choso’s leaky tip right against the bottom of your snug pussy before he’s cumming and cumming so hard you can almost feel him twitch at your lungs.

Not waiting for you to adjust, not even waiting for his high to bate. no, don’t make him laugh. Just spearing you on his long length, barely even easing your poor, quivering cunt into it before he’s fucking you into the mattress. 

Fully bottomed out now - exactly as you knew would happen.

“No- no no no hold on.” Choso holds both your thrashing legs still with one of his, pushing past that feeble resistance while he finds his rhythm at your gaping hole. “This is- hah-” he groans, voice shot over your wrecked ah! ah! ah! Plunging inside you like he was molding your pliant walls to his shape. “Told you m’gonna break ngh-”

He was massive already - barely even managing to squeeze past and massage your dripping cunt. But oh the sweet overfill of his seed had you keening, scrambling to grab onto the sheets, the headboard, his shoulders to keep even an ounce of your sanity.

“Ngh- fuck!” you whine at the feeling of rope after rope of his thick cum sloshing around inside your plush walls. His veins throb! throb! throbbing! against your sensitive spots to make such a mess of you below. “Fuck- jus’ like that, Cho- keep- hah- keep goin’”

And you didn’t even have to ask. As expected, your boyfriend’s brows after knitting together, pushing your legs so far apart it burned. Abs flexing as his hips moved in jagged, desperate pistons to massage your gummy walls. 

This was what you wanted so badly - the way he always breaks like this.

Always. 

“Y’asked for more n’ you’re gonna get it.” his voice stutters, cracking ever so slightly with each smash into that spongy bundle of nerves. “More- hah!” Letting out a humorless, almost-shrill laugh, “You knew this would happen, huh?”

You’re just batting your lashes deceivingly innocently, pressing a honeyed peck to Choso’s snarl, “I highly hah- doubt-”

“Look at you.” he spits at your bumbling retort, “Can’t even speak.” Two thick fingers coming up to circle the thick globs of seed pooled at your ravaged clit, purposefully grazing against the sensitive nub. “Fuckin’ wanted more and you’re gonna- get it.”

Slamming into you fast. Out of control. 

You open your mouth - no doubt to spit out some other taunt - but before the words leave your lips, he’s shoving his now-sloppy mess of his index and middle finger inside. Forcing the salty taste of his cum spilling out with each thrust, and the cool metal of his thick metal rings. You wanted to break him - and that’s what you’re gonna get. 

“So you hah- better shut up that pretty mouth of yours unless I break the bed again and you along with it”

♡ RYOMEN SUKUNA - Twin bitches, twin bitches

“Enough admirin’ me.”  Sukuna chuckles darkly from above you, reaching down to cradle your dazed head with a large, clawed hand of his. “The faster ya get back to doing yer lil’ job, the sooner that pretty cunt can take me.”

And it’s all you can do to heave for air, looking up defiantly at the two massive cocks kissing at your mouth. Barely getting a few breaths in before Sukuna’s hips thrust forwards once again to spear your heavenly mouth one of his swollen lengths. Smirking at the way your glossy lips bulge around him, “Yeah yeah, what? Got somethin’ to say, brat?”

You’re squeezing your soft palm up and down the drenched hilt of his other cock. Managing to gasp out, “I- want you-” Before your mouth is being fucked again like some little fucktoy - by both of them. Over and over. Taunting, “I want- you- now.”

“Now?” And Sukuna sounds genuinely surprised, baring his sharp canines in a shocked grin. “Y’think you can hah- already take me now?” Hissing as he drags your sloppy mouth up and off his sensitive lengths, only to question. “You sure about that?”

This angle gives you the perfect view of his intimidating cocks - massive, painfully hard. Fat tips flushed the same shade of pretty pink, angry and weeping all over your swollen lips. Twin veins throbbing urgently at your hot breath, both swollen lengths twitch so animalistically when you spit. Once. Twice. 

“Heh- you always do surprise me, lil’ human.”

And shit you were goading him into it - toying with him. 

But you didn’t expect that in all of two seconds, Sukuna would be lifting you easily off the ground with two big arms, wrapping your boneless legs around his waist to fit you snugly like a puzzle piece against his muscled body.

“Wh-what-”

“Y’asked, my girl.” he whispers, ragged at what a needy lil’ slut you were being for him right now. His other two free arms aligning both leaky tips at your quivering cunt. “N’ since you’re so fuckin’ spoiled, guess I gotta always hah- give ya what you want, huh?”

“You mean- oh-” It’s right around this time that you can’t think - you can’t even breathe. Can’t do anything but surrender to the two massive lengths bullying past your stretchy ring of muscle. Molding the entrance of your cunt to the shape of his cocks.

“Mmm fuck m’never gonna get tired of this stretch.” he’s groaning throatily, humming with each little half-thrust inside you. Just barely a push and pull. “So wet n- how the fuck hah- are you this tight?”

You scoff, mouth sharp even when it feels like he’s splitting you in half, “I can think of ngh- t-two reasons.”

And then Sukuna has the audacity to throw his head back and laugh - laugh - loud and baritone, the force of his chest rumbling having you slipping deeper and deeper down his massive cock. Losing your barely-there footing with each inch he’s feeding into your needy cunt. 

You sputter, “Ngh- f-fuck you’re in so deep.”

“F-f-fuck you’re in so deep.” Sukuna mimics your moans in a pitch much higher than his own. Giving the fat of your ass a sharp smack! as he massages your way down. “M’not even hah- halfway in yet so ya better buckle up, brat.” 

And it was true - he was still pushing in desperate, purposeful ruts upwards of his hips. Short strokes that you’d never have the king of curses do - unless he was feeling particularly nice. 

Your legs dangle in midair, nails digging into his tan skin with each smack of his heavy set balls with each movement, leaving a smear of precum and spit. Sliding you down so much easier than he thought it would. Down, down, down…

“Ya feel me in here?” you’re gasping at the pressure of one of his sharp nails. Dangerous. Trailing down, down, down to draw an imaginary line on your stomach. One. And another one not too long aways, “And here?” At your cockdrunk little nod, he smiles - dark and wild. “Use your words if you ah- want what’s comin’.”

He feels you milk his cocks even harder at that, like you’re trying to drag out something delicious when you squeal, “Can feel you- can’t feel anything but you-”

The tip of his thick finger dances higher and higher. And he gruffs out, “Well, soon enough m’gonna be- hah here!”

That deep promise is all that runs through your oversaturated mind before Sukuna’s ramming into you - no mercy. Just shoving you down his throbbing cock until he could see them bulge outwards from your supple skin, leaving a lewd little mark right where he predicted it would be. 

Bullseye. 

“Oh fuuuuck, so nice n’ tight f’me.” Sukuna whimpers - he whimpers. Fuck, the feeling of your walls trying desperately to take shape to his cocks so addictive. So dizzying the way he can feel himself rubbing against one another, bulbous veins throbbing in time to an erratic staccato. “So nice and- and-” he’s losing his words now, slurring with each languid half-thrust up into your cervix. “-mine.”

The word seemed to have made something so feral and dark poke its head out of Sukuna’s exterior. Because then he’s dragging you sloppy cunt like he owned her, all the way from his weeping tips down until your clit was scratching against those tufts of pink at his hilt. 

Slamming into you promisingly until you see stars, until you’re cumming. Electricity running through your veins just at the feeling of being so full. 

Fucking you through your high, Sukuna only taunts, “Now this is where the real fun starts.”

♡ GOJO SATORU - NO CONTROL

“Why the- why the fuck-” your gasp is drowned out by the sharp rip! of fabric echoing across your boyfriend’s luxurious childhood bedroom. Pieces of your poor panties currently laying in tatters on its hardwood floor, “-do they make these things so easy access?”

As if they could be anything but easy access. 

Not with the way Gojo had you bent over the nearest desk he could find, your wrists pinned, skirt bunched up, cunt slobbering and already struggling around where he was just dipping his fat head inside. 

Yet, you still manage to hiss over your shoulder, “If- if it’s so ‘easy access’ then why the fuck did you hah- rip it, you fool?”

But ah you should’ve known better than to give Gojo Satoru one of your glares. Because that along with your honeyed insults have him twitching ferally inside you, the curve of his cock jolting perfectly against your hidden sweet spot. Of course. 

“Because.” he gives you a sly chuckle, the very tip of his aching cock dragging along your gummy walls. “You should know this by now.” Nipping at the shell of your ear, “M’so big that even those panties are a problem, sweetheart.”

And oh the smug bastard, he’s pushing into your heavenly cunt in languid grinds. Savoring. Hypnotic. 

You’re gasping when one of his calculated thrusts mashes against your sensitive areas, the slow push and pull having your nails almost digging into the wooden desk. Scrambling onto your very tip-toes to glide your gummy walls against his thick length.

“Toru…” you moan, hissing in warning. “Y-you better be quiet or else your hah- your parents are gonna hear us.”

“Hah! Me? Me?” he cackles, drinking in your bleary gaze, the way your mouth was falling slack with each tempo of his hips. “Think you should be more ngh- worried about yourself, sweetheart.” He’s pressing a hot mess of a kiss one your swollen lips, your shoulders. Down, down, down wherever he could reach down your arched spine, “Besides. We’ll be s-sneaky, m’jus’ puttin’ in the-”

And perhaps for the first time in his life, the great Gojo Satoru is utterly speechless. Words catching in his chest at the sinful sight right below him. 

Your legs spread, shaking. Inner thighs smeared with the glossy sheen of the mess he’s making of your poor cunt. And you pussy- oh fuck, your pussy. With your puffy folds spread, bulging even with the effort to take it just past his fat head. Quivering and struggling with each experimental grind. 

Fuck, it was hard to look at it, too. It made him throb so painfully - it made him grow bigger. 

“Ngh! What the fuck-” you spit at the feeling of that familiar burn, your syrupy walls being stretched to their absolute limits. 

“Shhh shhh- change of plans, sweetheart.” Is all Gojo grunts in response, bending his long, long legs at the knees to bully himself inside easier. Two big arms wrapping around your middle, reaching over to give your clit a determined swivel of his fingers. “M’gonna go about- halfway? Yeah, halfway.”

And yet, he sounds unsure himself. Voice just a pitch higher, breathy, like he was losing more and more of his sanity with each little half-thrust he’s gifting your poor cunt with. 

Just quick, methodical little kisses of his hips to yours, heavy balls smacking against your thighs with each inch your greedy cunt is swallowing up. Milking the absolute fucking soul out of him.

“F-fuck!” you keen when that thick vein of his down the middle massages your good spot. The adorable sound making Gojo’s eyes light up, smirking as he hikes his knee up higher to piston deep into your dripping pussy. Heady with the squelches from below. “Th-this is hah more than- half Toru-”

Fuck, was it? 

Gojo hadn’t even noticed - too drunk on the way you were squeezing his poor, overworked cock so tight. Until it was almost difficult to plunge into your dripping cunt - to split you apart on it exactly the way he wanted. 

But, well, now that he was taking a long, hard look - he was just a bit more than halfway through. Brows raising in delight at the way your hips are pushing back in mindless little swivels for more. 

“Then, I guess-” he trails off, two large hands of his coming to rest at your waist. A disappointed whine rips from the back of your throat when his ruthless hips slow down to a still, pulsing with anticipation. “-might as well finish the job.”

“Oh- what- you fuckin’-” The rest of your sentence is swallowed up in the way he rolls his hips forwards - fully. Inch by fucking inch. Catching in your ring of resistance less than all the way through, but still pushing. Still rutting forwards so animalistically. “Toru—” You whine at the stretch, the pure dizzying feeling of him shaping your cunt to the thick girth of his swollen cock. “S’too big- I can’t ngh-”

Pretty pink lips shut up your babbling mouth, murmuring deeply, “No no no no- no you can take it- you can oh.” Long, slender fingers coming up to roll against your poor clit, loosening your feeble reisstance, “Look at the- fuck jus’ look at the way you want me.” And you’re barely registering the hand smushing your cheeks together in an embarrassing pout, forcing you to look down at the steady, lazy torture of him splitting you apart on his massive cock. “This isn’t even fuck- me. Look at how you’re fucking back. How you want me so badly.”

And, usually, you’d snap at Gojo - tell him he’s too cocky for his own good. 

But it was true. 

You were meeting his sloppy, untimed bounced halfway through. Helping yourself be fucked into that expensive desk. And he’s pushing - so persistent. 

So utterly wrecked when his leaky tip nudges against your spongy cervix, stars behind his eyes when his heavy balls smack your thighs. Unstopping - not until your ass was settled snugly against those tufts of white at his base. Finally, all the way in.

Through it all, he manages to rasp out, “Hey, did ya know the walls in his house are soundproofed?”

“...”

“So why don’t we go a proper round, sweetheart? Or five?”

A/N. I did NOT expect these to get so long but yk what I’m not upset.

Plagiarism not authorized.

[darlingdaisyfarm]

Stan and Ford all pathetic and needy just for you

tags: nsfw, riding, handjob, p in v, fem!reader, praise kink, overstimulation, edging

Stanley Pines

“Fuck, please, babe,” Stan hisses, fingers digging into your hips, trying to urge you down deeper, but you just laugh softly, keeping your movements languid. You’re riding Stan’s cock like you own it. His throbbing length fills you up so deep, stretching your walls as you grind down, your wetness dripping all over him, making every movement slick, obscene, too dirty. Every time he tries to thrust up, you pull back just enough to keep him in agony. “I need to cum— let me cum, I swear, I’ll do anything!”

“Patience, Stan,” you tease in a tone full of mock sweetness. “you’re going to have to earn it.” your hips grind slow enough to tease him, feeling every twitch of his aching cock as it pulses against your soaked, tight walls. Your own voice breathless from how fucking good it feels to have him so deep inside you, hitting every spot that makes you moan too. You press your hands against his chest, feeling the way his heart pounds under your palm. 

“Fucking goddamn, sweetheart!” he can’t believe you’re doing this to him, his hips twitch under you, desperate, fucking pleading with you for more, to just let him thrust up, to let him finish inside you— fuck, to fill you up so deep and pump you full of his cum like he always did before. But you hold him there, right on the fucking edge, that delicious, trembling edge where he's all yours. "Shit, baby, don’t be like this. . . lemme cum in you, pleasee, please, I’ll fill you up, I swear. I’ll fuck you so good, just let me—“ his cock twitches inside your tight soaked pussy, he’s so close it’s painful.

But Instead, you roll your hips down, dragging it out, letting him feel how your cunt clenches around him and that move have his entire body trembling with the effort not to lose it. You ride him torturously, enough to make him whine. Yeah, whine. Stanley Pines. That tough, gruff, street-smart bastard who never takes no for an answer is reduced to this mess underneath you.

“So good for me, Stanley,” you move your hips, but this time with purpose, with a steady rhythm that builds, pulls, teases. His hands dig into your hips and he’s shaking, struggling to keep from spilling into you

“Please,” he breathes. “I— I’m gonna—fuck, I can’t hold it—!” Stan’s hands move to grip your ass, pulling you down, but you just smirk, loving how completely out of control he is.

“Hold it,” you demand and the way he whimpers in response makes you fucking drip around him. You know you’re driving him insane, but that’s the point. You ride him a bit faster now, feeling the way his cock throbs inside you and it’s almost enough to make you lose control, but you keep it steady, denying him the one thing he wants more than anything. “beg for it, Stanley, beg for it.”

“Fuuuck—“ he groans. “Babe, I’m beggin’ ya,” his voice wrecked, panting now, like he’s gonna fucking cry if you don’t let him cum. “I’m so close! c-can’t hold on much longer. You’re gonna make me explode, babe! I swear I’ll be good! just let me cum inside you, please!” you can’t help but giggle at how absolutely pathetic he is.

You lift yourself up a bit only to slowly sink back down, letting him feel how wet and warm you are and his cock twitches again, like it’s about to fucking explode. A deep, desperate gasp escaping his lips and his hips buck up into you, just once, before you push him back down, denying him again.

“Not yet, old man,” you whisper, kissing his jaw.

"Nghn, sweetie," Stan groans, his head rolling back against the pillow. "I-I can’t— you’re killin’ me here, sweetheart. your pussy feels so good, too g— gah!"

You know he’s close, awfully close, how badly he wants, needs to claim you. Stan is so desperate, his cock throbbing inside you. He’s yours, completely, utterly yours in this moment. You’ve never seen him so fucking vulnerable, so needy, so pathetic. It’s a delicious sight, the way he’s reduced to this mess, begging and whining to finish inside you and you’re the only one who can give it to him.

But you don’t. Not yet.

“You’re not gonna cum until I tell you to.” you purr, dragging your lips down his neck.

His body jerks beneath you, a low, frustrated whine escaping his throat. He’s so fucking close, he’s been close for what feels like forever and he’s surprised he can even last that long. You love this, the power, the control, the way you’ve got your lovely Stan Pines wrapped around your finger, completely at your mercy, turned this old man into pathetic, shaking and moaning mess.

"Babyy," Stan whispers, his fingers grip your hips like he’s pleading with you through touch. "I-I’m beggin’, sweetheart, I need to. . .”

You lean forward, pressing your whole body against his, you’re both hot and sweaty, then you brush your lips against his ear. “you can wait a little longer, can’t you?”

Ford Pines

Finally, you’ve got Ford right where you want him — on his back, his cock hard and slick in your hand as you pump him mercilessly, milking every last drop from him until he’s begging, sobbing for you to stop, completely helpless. You’re right beside him, taking your sweet time with him as his cock is glistening and so sensitive that even the lightest touch makes him whine, his tip wet with a mix of pre-cum and your spit, but you don’t stop.

“Fuck—! I can’t— I’m gonna cum again, please. . .” Ford whines as his hips jerk up, chasing your touch even though he’s already cum twice tonight, but you don’t stop

“You look so good like this, baby, so pathetic and desperate, just begging for me to stop, but you love it, don’t you?” your thumb grazes over the leaking tip of his cock and his body jerks, a broken moan ripping from his throat as he tries to pull away, but you hold him in place, forcing him to take it like a good boy.

“No more, darlin, I can’t—" he whines, but you know better, you know he’s still got more in him, even if his every nerve is overloaded with pleasure. And you’re gonna pull every last drop out of him until he’s completely fucking spent. His body is oversensitive, but his cock twitches in your hand, begging for more. You want to make him squirm, to ruin him until he’s crying for you to stop.

“Too much?” your voice all soft and teasing as your thumb circles the head of his cock torturously, watching the way his hips buck. “aww, but you can take it, Ford, can’t you? just a little more.” he sobs at that, his hands clutch at your arms, trying to pull you away because he’s so damn sensitive, but his cock throbs in your grip, still so needy even though he’s been wrung dry. You spit just a little onto your hand, mixing your saliva with the slickness from his previous release and you pump him a little bit faster, oh god you just can’t help yourself, his reaction is too fucking good, these moans and whines are so beautiful.

You lean down, pressing your lips to the base of his cock, your tongue sliding up the length, tasting his salty release from earlier. Ford lets out a choked whimper, his hands gripping the sheets, shaking. He’s fucking helpless.

“Ahh, ohmygodohmygod, too much, too much—!” he whines, a broken sob slipping from his lips, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "I-I can’t! I’m gonna— fuck, baby, please, no more!”

But you don’t stop. Oh, no, you’re gonna take him apart piece by piece and he’s gonna love every second of it. You lean over him, your tongue swirling around the head of his cock, tasting him and Ford lets out a pathetic desperate cry.

Your hand slick with saliva as you stroke him faster, harder, not giving him a fucking second to breathe. He can’t stop his moans, loud and shameless, voice cracking into a high-pitched whimper.

“Gosh, Ford,” you murmur, kissing his tip. “you’re gonna cum again for me, yes? gonna be a good boy for me?”

Ford can’t help himself, bucking his hips into your hand, still chasing that pleasure, even though it’s too fucking much for him to handle. He’s so sensitive, so fucking wrecked, but you know he can take it.

“I-I c-can’t… I’m gonna— fuck, I’m gonna cum, I can’t—” Ford whimpers and you can barely recognise his voice because of how whiny it sounds. His every muscle tensed and begging for release, every nerve in his body on fire and it’s delicious to watch. “Please, honey, I can’t— f-fuck, I’ll do anything, just. . . please. . .”

Your fingers grip him tighter as you start stroking him faster, harder, now watching his face contorted in painful bliss, the way he looks at you with eyes full of sweet tears and lips parted, his chest rises and falls, all overstimulated, so sensitive that he’s practically crying.

p.s guys help now i wanna write fic where they take revenge on reader :(((

[garoujo]

✩ ˛˚ . SANO SHINICHIRO ; — shinichiro loved hearing from his grandpa, sometimes his timing wasn’t the best though.

warnings: f!reader, stepcest, handjobs, shin takes a call. note: i went insane writing this :< he’s so soggy <3

it was so fucked up, the way shinichiro’s sinking into the couch in his living room — watching a movie with his pretty little step sisters at his side under the blanket. a good older brother, the best actually and maybe if anyone were to see you both from a distance they’d think the same thing, ignorant to the fact he’s breathing deep and so fucking hard as your hand pumps his cock underneath the comforter.

most of your movie nights ended up like this, maybe it was the fact your older brother was always glued by your side — too used to not getting a silver of attention from women but you were different. you’d never turn him down like the other ones do, you were too good and he thought you were so much prettier anyway, like the world just placed you right there in his lap all for the taking.

“shit, angel. fuck—thought ya liked this movie? ya ain’t g’nna watch it?” shinichiro’s voice is hazy, trailing off into something needier when your hand squeezes around his shaft and his hips twitch to follow your movements as he sends you a lidded, heavy look.

“but shin! i wanna cuddle with you instead.” he is so fucked— he thinks when you push yourself closer followed by another rough stroke of your palm along the length of him, your tits press closer into his chest and you feel your older brother throb when he lets his eyes focus on the way they pool at the neckline of your shirt.

“yeah? well y’know i can’t say no t’ ya, baby.” it’s soft as he pants against your cheek, smearing a wet kiss along your skin before you’re twisting to meet him for a real one. shinichiro knows it’s wrong, the way he’s so eager to press his tongue against his little sisters, gasping as his hips grind into the tight ring your fist as made around his cock as he licks into your mouth, greedy for even more of you.

but just as he gets into it, groaning as he lets himself suck on your tongue — his free hand that was resting over the back of the couch dropping over your shoulders so he can curl you into him, his phone rings and he groans when you pull away to breathe.

he’d normally ignore it, but he feels the way your movement on his cock slows when the contact id shows it’s your grandpa — he never missed his calls, too scared incase it was some sort of emergency so he looks at you before you’re giving him a look that urges him to pick up.

“just gimme a sec, princess.” shinichiro drawls as he runs his hand through the messy mop of dark hair framing his features, fingers fumbling with his phone as he expects you to stop—and you do, for a moment, until he’s pressing the accept call button and suddenly your hands are back on him and he almost chokes.

“hey g-gramps, shit.” he stutters before he curses under his breath and shoots you a wide eyed look—his free hand is wrapping lightly around your wrist but another sweet little squeeze around the head of his cock and he swear his limbs feel too fuzzy to even try to stop you.

“cut it out, c’mon, baby. y’re killin’ me here.” your older brother gasps quickly as the phone falls slightly away from his ear, his gaze on you despite the way every twist of your wrist makes his eyes want to roll back. another languid pull of your fist around his cock and shinichiro moans before he’s covering it up with a cough, head falling against the back of the couch before he’s desperately trying to listen to what his grandpa is saying right now.

“she’s here, jus’ uh—hangin’ out.” you think it’s charming, the way he’s biting on his lower lip to hide just how good his little sisters touch feels on him right now — flushed to his chest because he knows it’s wrong but he fuck— does he love it.

“yeah, fuck—doin’ good gramps.” another moan slips from between his lips and you can tell your grandpa knows somethings up. shinichiro is normally more talkative than this and you can tell he’s not ignorant to that when his next words have your older brother stuttering, cock twitching in your hold like he’s just been caught out.

“ah—‘ts nothin’, must’ve pulled somethin’ at the shop ‘s all. just gotta s-stretch it out.” you let yourself lean in closer as you trail your lips along the oversized neckline of your brothers shirt, tongue laving over the silver necklace that trails along his collarbones as his hips twitch up into the next stroke of your hand.

it was fun to tease shinichiro like this despite the fact he was the older one, knowing just how sensitive your brother was to your touch as he lets his head roll to the side — exposing more sensitive skin for you to suckle and nibble on as you vaguely hear your grandpa grumble about how he should get you to help him stretch out more after a long day at the shop. but this only spurs you on as you feel his free hand cup around the back of your head as he presses you deeper into his neck with a breathless, fucked out chuckle.

“yeah—heh, i’ll ask ‘er. sure she’ll be happy to help ‘er older brother, y’know?”

© 2023 GAROUJO. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

[00angelyoon]

“𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁.”

. “𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿”: seventeen, red velvet, aespa, twice, itzy, ive, (g)idle, txt, enha, xg and kiss of life.

. “𝗦𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲!” i just kinda fell in love with them all but hao first stuck out to me, like to quote myself no exaggeration, like on god when i first saw him i said “who is this handsome man.” that shit came out my mouth no hesitation. like with gose they were so fucking funny, i literally watch gose every single day. and their discography is just mwah.

. “𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘁.” just love em, like mothers. joy is my pfp (guess my bias). I’m listening to bad boy right now while writing this right now. their songs are perfect again just mwah like birthday and . and psycho are my songs. so so fun to watch the theories to their songs like a fav pastime of mine, can’t wait for their comeback.

. “𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗮.” wasn’t that interested in the beginning because of their concept like i knew they were talented but just don’t want people screaming “i love you naevis.” in my ear, but their new album “my world.” got me to listen to them again. right now i’m loving thirsty and spicy and now i can listen to the occasional illusion.this more of a group i like the members rather than the music like karina is literally my youtube account name and pfp.

. “𝗧𝘄𝗶𝗰𝗲.” just who doesn’t. like again mothers. their music is great, loving last waltz and push and pull and killin me good by jihyo is perfect. love the girls so so much sana and momo are my biases. they are just the group.

. “𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗜𝘁𝘇𝘆.” love these girls beyond your comprehension. yuna is my bias love her. the reason their lower on this list is because not loving their musical direction right now, like i adored their sound before cheshire dropped, like not shy, loco and in the morning just simply mwah. i’m liking none of my business and bratty right now but still love em, yuna just yuna.

. “��’𝗩𝗘.” as you can see more of a gg stan but nonetheless we progress. have been here since debut for them i’ve (no pun intended.) stanned them since eleven. i’ve loved all of their songs except after like but love dive is my song. the girls are so sweet love em so so much. yunjin is mother.

. “𝗧𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.” i think i got really into them was anti romantic era like i knew them but didn’t stan them. love their discography. and the boys are so funny they give sibling energy beomgyu just exudes their concept so fucking well.

. “𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼, 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗘𝗻𝗵𝘆𝗽𝗲𝗻.” love the boys but wouldn’t call myself an engene as a black kpop stan they scare the fuck out of me. i really enjoy their music and i think they have the best discography in 4th gen boy groups right now, sunghoon is a prince.

. “Extraordinary girls.” they cute, Chisa is adorable. I can see them going really far. some of their songs are questionable however some of their songs are so adorable like left and right gives me 200s rnb vibes and new dance was song of the summer so good.

. “𝗞𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲.” as their quite new they are at the bottom but i’m loving their debut album, like sugarcoat by natty and love games by haneul are my some of my favourite songs right now , shh is like a power song, really loving how their concept and musical direction is looking right now. haneul reminds me of hoshi.

“also how fucking perfect is this it goes in order of my ults lol.”

(ps: all the people i mentioned are my biases in those groups)

[x-heesy]

IΠΨΔҒΔCΣ ⚛️

Intro: KGP]

I know God

I, I know God

I, I know God hates me

I know God hates me

I know God hates me

I know God, I-I know god, I-

[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams & KGP]

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know, I know

'Cause I'm always sinnin'

Verse 1: Rozz Dyliams]

Raise up my voice so that you can hear

The wicked shit ain't dead, but a new generation incubated for years

Dylan be killin' em, stacking the bodies

And dumping 'em into a pier

Dylan will get up inside of your mind

And play off of your deepest fear

'Til you crack, there ain't no turning back

Once you hear the wicked funk of a killa thug psycho mack

Blasphemy, I worship wicked shit with the candlesticks out

I'm wicked like a rotting fetus with its eyes hanging out

My shotgun said, "Worship what you wanna, on your own time

Go up in the monastery, Dylan, cut the phone line

Torture as many nuns as you can, and make them hoes die

Put 'em up outta the pathetic misery that they been living they whole lives"

Now to the priest: humiliate you, and berate you as I make you bow to the beast

Because there isn't a sound as sweet as a Catholic martyr

The virgin Mary was a cunt who should have been raped harder

[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams & KGP]

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know, I know

'Cause I'm always sinnin'

Verse 2: Rozz Dyliams]

I know God hates me

'Cause I'm screaming blasphemy

And church is to the left of me

I, I... I see through it, man, this time I think I'm paralyzed

I think I'm blind, and my mind has metamorphosized

I'm tripping and having a vision of death

And its taking away my breath

Taking a hit of the wicked shit

Then let the evilness fill up my chest

My mind is crazy, hazy, and full of fog

But I don't need your fucking help

So fuck all of y'all

And when I die, you'll all be welcome to my funeral

To suck on my balls and defile the body for the ritual

They call my Dylan, capital D-stroy Jesus

Doing the work of the Devil, for no goddamn reason

Bitch killin' season, step on up and get checked

Takin' no shorts, cuttin' no slack, newjacks on my bozac

I got symptoms of insanity in my brain, G

White man, pale face, I know that he hates me

[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams & KGP]

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know God hates me

Really fucking hates me

I know God hates me

He's gotta hate me

I know, I know

'Cause I'm always sinnin'

@len0r@seanisnothing @frenchpsychiatrymuderedmycnut @bigbonzo @necro69mancer

God Hates Me by Rozz phucKing Dyliams 🔯✡️☪️✝️🕎

[ashblips]

lately I've been prayin, God I wonder, can you hear me? / thinkin bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly / stay down til you come up, I've been stickin to that theory / every day a battle, I'm exhausted and I'm weary / make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary / I fought through it all, but that shit hurt me severely / I've been gettin high to hide behind my insecurities / takin different pills but I know it ain't gonna……

….anxiety killin me, I just wanna leave earth / when they ask if I'm okay, it just make everything seem worse / tryna explain your feelings sound like something you rehearsed…..

….I done been through too much

[mangowavves]

a mistake 2: electric boogaloo

so last year i posted my spotify top 100 here, and seeing as this was a tradition for me on twitter (which i have since deleted) i will continue to post my top 100 here. i have not even looked through this yet, and like last year, there'll be a tl;dr link at the bottom of this post for your convenience.

xlxlx 1. good luck babe - chappell roan 2. your graduation - modern baseball 3. red wine supernova - chappell roan 4. hot to go! - chappell roan 5. the pugilist - keaton henson 6. apartment - modern baseball 7. two beers in - free throw 8. casual - chappell roan 9. caroline, please kill me - coma cinema 10. unlucky - lunar vacation 11. need 2 - pinegrove 12. new flesh - current joys 13. what once was - her's 14. time to pretend - mgmt 15. art school wannabe - sorority noise 16. i'm your dog - joy again 17. take me to church - hozier 18. god bless eric taylor - marietta 19. a portrait of - sorority noise 20. タイム・リミット - casiopea 21. kids - mgmt 22. float on - modest mouse 23. blonde hair, black lungs - sorority noise 24. re-do - modern baseball 25. like a star - mike krol 26. ティアーズ・オブ・ザ・スター - casiopea 27. cloud animals - icelandiceland 28. marcel - her's 29. Клетка - molchat doma 30. scottie spliffen - dikembe 31. next to you - macseal 32. careless mountain - icelandiceland 33. Судно (Борис Рыжий) - molchat doma 34. unknown / nth - hozier 35. still beating - mac demarco 36. east coast - riva lv 37. fine, great - modern baseball 38. little dark age - mgmt 39. dashboard - modest mouse 40. pretend - alex_g_offline 41. sober haha jk unless - hospital bracelets 42. dizzy on the comedown - turnover 43. brazil - declan mckenna 44. you are going to hate this - the frights 45. cherry wine - hozier 46. holiday - green day 47. 4000 - icelandiceland 48. cinco de mayo shitshow - marietta 49. work song - hozier 50. welcome to paradise - green day 51. crust bucket - the frights 52. i'm my own doctor - remo drive 53. a detailed and poetic physical threat to the person who intentionally vandalized my 1994 dodge intrepid behind kate's apartment - pet symmetry 54. wtf - boy pablo 55. tongues - the frights 56. dramamine - modest mouse 57. Люди Надоели - molchat doma 58. tommy's party - peach pit 59. among the wildflowers - the hotelier 60. missed the boat - modest mouse 61. show me how - men i trust 62. strawberita - remo drive 63. idk - fake tears 64. an ambulance - mike krol 65. death cup. - mom jeans 66. tarot cards - saturdays at your place 67. beach song - the read pears 68. keepaneyeout - beach bums 69. moonlight on the river - mac demarco 70. kilby girl - the backseat lovers 71. the bug collector - haley heynderickx 72. my kink is karma - chappell roan 73. art school - remo drive 74. where the sun sets - mars water 75. post party depression - night gaunts 76. organ of the wind - icelandiceland 77. yer killin' me - remo drive 78. dad rock - trsh 79. scott pilgrim vs. my gpa - mom jeans 80. ***hidden track*** - prince daddy & the hyena 81. evergreen - richy mitch & the coal miners 82. disco - surf curse 83. rock bottom - demo - modern baseball 84. to fall is not to fail - dear nora 85. white water - mock nine 86. the same - alex g 87. northern attitude (with hozier) - noah kahan, hozier 88. heart cooks brain - modest mouse 89. star catcher - vansire 90. young - vacations 91. too sweet - hozier 92. under my skin - jukebox the ghost 93. lampshades on fire - modest mouse 94. the spins - mac miller, empire of the sun 95. wildflower and barley (feat. allison russell) - hozier, allison russell 96. after midnights - chappell roan 97. lee - icelandiceland 98. my girlfriend is a witch - october county 99. from the subway train - vansire 100. season of the witch - donovan xlxlx link for the impatient

join me next year when i do this same thing again and half 60% of this be the same shit and the other 40% be total wildcards!

[maaanlmao]

Ik im good man. … lmao nobody knows !!!! No one can ever help me but God man. Shit b killin me G ngl bro idk it’s hard to clear my mind so much shit consistently goin on. It’s like bih I keep tryn catch my breath and it’s like the wave keeps pulling me back bitch and I only know how to swim one way bitch and I can’t keep floating 🤣😭 na fr 🥲 I can’t even describe the feelings or downloads it’s just a fuckin lot man. And ik ima make it out one way or another this devil dick bitch just keeps tryn to talk to me God 😭 and convince me otherwise and I’m just like why you letting him so close him my energy bruh. Like da devil himself moe fuck dis nigga man rl I’m so like over his petty bitch female ass shit. Like I ain’t ever met a bigger bitch. Like bro. And we going back in forth cause bro WAT you letting him like rl on that like who df is he ??????? Nobody so why TF it’s cause I keeep acknowledging him cause he right there. And it’s like why It’smmm

[vatted]

my top 24 kpop songs of 2023

24. sweet juice - purple kiss

one thing u cannot say abt me is that i slept on purple kiss’s sweet juice

23. stranger - sunmi

i love when kpop songs get a little experimental

22. set me free - twice

production on this song goes so hard

21. sugar rush ride - txt

one of the most memorable comebacks of this year despite coming out in january

20, golden hour - mark

mark doesn’t miss

19. wicked love - yena

ok random yena b side go off

18. i want that - (g)i-dle

this song is so cunty

17. drama - aespa

the best way to end the year is with a cunty aespa song

16. love or die - the new six/tnx

my rookie group submission

15. rover - kai

every time i listen to this song i like it more

14. perfume - nct dojaejung

really nice song

13. killin me good - jihyo

jihyo ate

12. shalala - taeyong

we literally jumpin around

11. fighting - bss

never looked up the lyrics but i just kno they’re saying some inspirational shit

10. knock - lee chaeyeon

everyone say, ‘thank u lee chaeyeon’

9. fact check - nct 127

“check the facts! go check that!”

8. eve psyche and the bluebeard’s wife - le sserafim

#2 song on the list i want to hear at the club

7. guilty - taemin

to be fair you have to have a very high iq to understand guilty (2023)

6. s class - stray kids

song of the summer idc what anyone says

5. bouncy (k hot chili peppers) - ateez

overall (song/mv/concept/etc) this was one of the strongest comebacks for me this year

4. fast forward - jeon somi

#1 song on the list i want to hear at a club

3. baggy jeans - nct u

t7s unit comeback was bound to go platinum in my playlist

2. get lit - stray kids

literally my most played song this year………………kind of the perfect song to me it’s so noisy and the drop gives me a head high

1. bite me - enhypen

my #2 most play song of the year i really like this song

honorary mentions:

cat and mouse - black swan

love me a little - shownu x hyungwon

sensitive - loossemble

amnesia - vixx

get a guitar - riize

cupid - fifty fifty

baddie - ive

stuck - moon jong up

[fighting4ml]

Ewwwwww bogus as helll get outtttt. It’s gotta be u. And maybe it’s unintentional I think da whole shit was unintentional but if you gon hate me. Hate me lmao stand on it bitch. I love you. Fuck it. I don’t got hate for nobody. Had a stupid faith for you. For a better way. Fuck it da world in da way. Your mind in da way. I ain’t bouta be da only one for dis shit. I been dat. For to long. Can’t wait till I’m off yo ass I stg. I’m fighting it to bitch. Been fighting. Same way you have. It’s just when I look at you. Hear you. Feel you bitch. I ain’t want fight it nomore 😒 stupid bitch. God gave us superpowers and u wan be a bitch 😒🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 tf

ANYONE WHO LOVED US IF DEY REALLY LOVED US THEY’D SUPPORT HAPPINESS/GROWTH/ LOVE

Fucking got real powers and shit and my supposed to be partner wan act like a like a fuckin robin bitch 😒

It’s cool. I have to develop them on my own. It’s cool da demons got to yo ass. Shit I was tryn save you but you was tryn save me lol from you. And here I was tryn save you from you. But I can’t. And I fell short. You wanted to think I was against you. When not a soul prayed for you more than mines. Wanted the absolute best for you more than mines. 🤣🤣🤣 you could’ve kept it p. Playa shit but iguess you don’t know everything you think you tf do 🤣 moving forward shit fuck dat moving forward.

Somehow ewwwwww I still wan have faith in yo dumb arrogant bitch asss dawg ewwwww cause dats where I see me n you. Cause You a fighter bitch. A warrior. YOU OVERCOME !! YOU DONT LOSE !!! YOU SHOULD SEE YOU THRU GOD AND YOU THIBK YOU GOT IT NOW BOUA IDK WHAT TO TELL YOU BOB STOP FIGHTING AGAINST DA WRONG TEAM DUMMY. THEY TRYN GET YOU STUPID !! SET YO DUMB ASS UP!TAKE YO BREAD N LEAVE U DRY DUMMY!! Same people you killin yasself for dawg. Ugh whatever I don’t know anything. Whatever G says.

YO DUMB ASS ENERGY BE IN MINES HELLA HEAVY BITCH EW EVEN WHEN I TRY TO ESCAPE YOU !!!!

[ilbound]

@crystalcracked has requested a story : “I do this with conviction.” // tohru to kaen! ;)

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

Not for the first time , Kaen realizes what it’s like to LOVE someone unconditionally but to QUESTION everything he says , and everything he does ( or may intend to do ; am i safe here ? was i ever ? ) ; though they cannot help the budding resentment that riles at his words , they feel it quelled by feverish g u i l t ( how dare they , don’t they love him ? don’t they care enough to forgive him ? ) .  What they wouldn’t give to turn to him and tear out whatever is w r o n g with him , to beat it to death with their bare hands ; this is n o t the same Tohru they grew up with ( their best friend , their lover , the only one who understood them when the whole world did not care to— no , whoever this is is a stranger & imposter ! ) .  If only they could take hold of that sickened part of him , they would s t r a n g l e it and scream : GIVE HIM BACK OR ELSE , DO YOU UNDERSTAND ? GIVE HIM BACK TO ME , PLEASE — !  But that urge is eclipsed by what they have done for who he is n o w ( everything meant to keep their promise to stay with him … every bloody , brutal thing ) .  And weren’t they just r u i n i n g each other now ?  Isn’t that what this is ?  How much WORSE is it going to get from here on ?

❝ In … Killin’ people , ruinin’ lives , ❞ Despite themself , there comes a BITTER BITE in their tone they can’t quite hide.  Eyes roll , they pay him little mind as they continue to focus on preparing dinner ( ever dutiful , aren’t they ? no matter what , they keep things in order when all tohru ever is lately is chaos ) .  After a moment , Kaen pauses , staring blankly down at the vegetables half-chopped in front of them ; vision blurs , mind wavers , a flicker of a n g e r boils to the surface.  And as if it is the only thing that makes sense , Kaen seizes hold of the feeling , crushing its heated discontent between their hands and letting it burn through their veins as they turn to the man standing just beyond their shoulder.

❝ Right , I remember , ❞ They say , ❝ ‘Cause accordin’ t’you , the ‘ conviction ’ y’have is that … ❞  Wrist goes limp , flicking around with knife in hand before abruptly jabbing the blade precariously close to his throat , just under his chin.  It touches a l m o s t harmlessly against his skin ; a reminder , a loose threat.  ❝ … This world is shit.  Which , believe me , I agree with.  But from where I’ve been standin’ you’ve been wastin’ fuckin’ time on game that’s not worth killin’. ❞  Their voice lowers , their features darken as their lip pulls back in a viscous s n e e r , ❝ I’ve been goin’ ‘round gettin’ rid of REAL THREATS . ❞  The drug dealer who provided for their mother , then their co-star who attempted to assault them ( & several other young starlets before them ) and spun the story to the press in a way that painted them as the villain— ❝ An’ what’ve y o u done , huh ?  Kill some women who didn’t r e a l l y do anythin’ wrong ? ❞  There’s a pressure to the blade now , pricking his skin at the revelation ( did he think they wouldn’t find out ? did he think they wouldn’t be angry for how senseless he’s been acting ? ) .  Blood dribbles down the blade’s glinting metal face , Kaen doesn’t relent , pushing it a LITTLE DEEPER .  ❝ Big fuckin’ deal.  This isn’t a game !  Why do it ‘ for laughs ’ , when y’can do it for a r e a l purpose ?!  Get over yourself , Tohru !  An’ , if I were you , I would do it q u i c k l y . ❞

They pull the knife away from him , studying the blood on it with mild s u r p r i s e before washing it clean and going about their domestic business.  ❝ Oh , would you mind ? ❞  Mood changes , casual smile back in place alongside a lighthearted , carefree air ( like always , one must work hard to earn the title of being one of the best actors out there ) .  ❝ Dinner will get done faster with two pairs of hands rather than one ! ❞

[theelectricalcity]

does a little dance bc i'm ab to derail all of the emo songs with my sad little folk shit

All of Everybody's Worried About Owen's discography

Yer Killin' Me by Remo Drive

Too Sweet by Hozier

The Ballad of G and X // Interlude by grandson

I had gay sex with god (it could've gone better) by Juno Lev

Chase Petra here also as an honorable mention, i love their shit, but i gotta be a mood

@logan-the-artist, @mariposathebutterflyboy, @stan-th-man, @oatmeal-stans-the-trash-rat, @blackoutbugza, and anyone else that wants to join in :]

✨when you get this, put 5 songs you actually listen to, then publish. Send this ask to 10 of your favourites✨

The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You - MCR.

Hell's Comin' With Me - Poor Man's Poison.

Save Yourself, I'll Hold Them Back - MCR.

Demolition Lovers - MCR.

C'mon Down - Poor Man's Poison.

I'm tagging you back :3 @hallo-spaceb0y @faggyv4mpire @chaotic-french-fries @alteredstratus @gay4way @justsomewill @basment-bunni @rebelrobinrules1984 @cyanide-sodapop @bitchboy

[thirst4fictionalmen]

How Ashtray got a big sister and a best friend

Aka how Ashtray got Fez a girlfriend

The beginning

The point about Ashtray is that he had to grow up quickly. There was no such thing as an ordinary childhood for him.

Don’t knock Fez. Fez did his best with the circumstances. He was not a father, but a big brother who stepped up. Kid was barely a teenager when he had to pick up the responsibilities of his grandmother. His focus was on making sure everyone was set straight and that business was good. He continued the teachings of Gram’s to Ash.

Sometimes Fez wondered what happened to the kid who was following him around constantly. Ash is now a hardened ‘G’ with walls 100 feet high for strangers and is too trigger happy when shit popped off. For a kid who’s not blood, he sure has Gram’s temper.

Fez wanted to do right by Ash. Ash couldn't care less about friends and school, but Fez made sure if there is one thing he requires it’s gotta be education. Who gives a fuck if they judge you by first look? They think you stupid and try you, at least you’ll be sharp enough to pick up on it. Let them think you are stupid and try you. There’s nothing that satisfies Fez more than people seeing a drug-dealing dropout and assuming they can take advantage.

So Ash did what was asked of him. He ain’t trying to be Einstein, specifically in middle school. It’s middle school. No biggie. He’s the shit in math. English is okay, but essays & readings can kiss his ass. Social studies can be okay to learn and science is actually fun occasionally.

But at this very moment his science class can suck it. Because he can actually do some productive shit but nope. His class requires a field trip on a Saturday to go to the planetarium as if they are fucking eight years old. Just because they are learning about earth and space, they think it’s a jolly good idea to go to a planetarium. Maybe if it was on a school day, he wouldn’t care, but weekends and after school are business hours. When he does his part so Fez doesn’t take on too much of the load. The last thing he wants to do is ride in a janky bus for an hour full of his classmates back and forth.

But for now, he has to find a fucking partner because kids can’t be trusted to do their work by themself. They had a few weeks to find one before the teacher started assigning the leftovers.

It was the week of the field trip when Dom (L/N) walked up to his locker.

“So Ms. Allen assigned you as my partner,” he said, with no greeting. The only one to compete with Ash as the biggest loner it had to be Dom. Dude actively avoids socializing about as often as Ash. Earphones were constantly in his ears with a sketchbook in hand. Girls caught the hint that he had no interest in their flirting by week two at the beginning of the year.

That’s why Ash was a bit relieved with Dom assigned his partner. Better him than Jackson and his crew.

“I’m Dom, by the way,” he said after waiting for Ash to say something.

“I know,” Ash said as he sorted through his inventory. Inventory being snacks and candy in his locker. Just because he’s in school doesn’t mean he can’t make a hustle here. The vending machines were going out sad because schools made food ‘healthy’. The locker fit little, but just enough. Candy, some chips, and a couple of packs of gum left.

Dom’s eyebrows raised when checking inside his locker.

“Is this all your lunch or something?”

“Uh, nah. I sell it. Make a killin’ too of it,” Ash replied.

“How much for the Reese?”

“Two bucks.” People used to give him shit for the price, but they can shut the hell up. It’s king sized and it is called making a profit, dumbass.

They exchanged money for candy before Dom left, saying nothing.

It was Friday when they spoke again. Ash could see Fez parked across the street, smoking a blunt judging by the trail of smoke from the window.

“Ash.” The voice is right behind him.

Dom.

“My sister is driving me to the planetarium,” he led off with.

“Ok…It’s an hour away.”

“Yeah, but she thought she might as well since she’s going on a college tour a few miles from it, so…” Dom said with a shrug.

“Ok, so what does that have to do with me?” Maybe he was letting Ash know just in case he’ll get worried Dom would be missing from the bus.

“Wanna ride with us?” Dom offered. “It’s not a requirement to ride the bus as long as you’re at the planetarium; they don’t care how you get there. Thought it beats riding an old bus with uncomfortable seats for an hour at 8 in the morning.”

He’s right.

Ash knew Fez is already questioning what the hell is the hold-up. Usually, Ash is already ready to talk business.

“Fine.” Ash pulled out his cell and demanded Dom’s number so he can send his address.

“What was that?” Fez asked when Ash made it to the car.

“School shit.”

The last person Fez expected to be knocking at his door at 7am on a Saturday (or any day of the week) were you?

(Your name).

He’s seen you around occasionally. He would have seen you more if you were more into the party scene. Hell, if he didn’t drop out of school, he would see you a lot more. Building clientele was a bonus to staying in school, but Y/N was a cute benefit that had him looking forward to it.

So let it be noted that if he knew she was going to be the one to pick up his brother, he would have thrown on some pants and a shirt. But he tried not to live with regrets, so he pushed down the shame of wearing only boxers.

“Y/N?”

He could feel his cheeks warmed when her shocked expression morphed into her gorgeous, signature-wide smile.

“Fez!” she beamed. “Oh wow. It’s been a while.”

“Uh, yeah.” Uh, yeah, he groaned to himself in his head. Is that all he can say when having the chance to talk to her again? “Um, let me get a shirt real quick. You can come in.”

She followed behind him as he scurried to the couch where his hoodie lay.

“Wow, I should have realized that the Ash that Dom told me about was your Ash,” she giggled. He didn’t have to turn around to know she covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed.

Ash made his way to the living room, deciding if he should just take the fail for not showing up because this is too early for a Saturday. He got the text five minutes that Dom is here but didn’t reply until 30 secs ago. He stopped short when noticing a random chick there.

You turned and gave him a small wave. “Sup, I’m Y/N. Dom’s sister.” He can see it. The resemblance was uncanny. Seeing a feminine version of Dom’s face but also smiling (or showing any type of emotion) was a bit strange.

“Are you chaperoning or something for them?” Fez asked you. Ash narrowed his eyes on his brother. The way his brother was gawking at the girl was Fez being Fez. His eyes were wide and attentive with his face a bit pink. He was even fidgeting. What the fuck?

“No. Checking out a college close by so I decided why not drive lil’ Dom with me? I know how he is so I knew he would say yeah,” you told him.

Looks like Fez was bout to ask more like they weren’t on a deadline, so Ash cut it short.

“Well, I’m ready,” he cuts in. “Cool if I eat in your car?” He pulls out his pop tart.

“Cool with me,” you shrugged. Her eyes went back to Fez. “See ya later. We should catch up.”

“Yeah, we should.”

The drive was chill. Dom laid at the back half asleep with earphones, of course, which left Ash in the front with a total stranger. Yay.

“How you know Fez?”

“Knew each other since, like, maybe fourth grade?” she guessed. “We always had classes together. He’s crazy good at math--which makes sense because of his job--so he was always a lifesaver in middle and high school. And I would thank him by helping him with some English homework.”

“What you mean “which makes sense”?”

She gave a nervous laugh before turning onto the highway. “Besides running that convenient store y’all got, I feel like knowing math and running your numbers is a bonus with dealing. Dontcha’ think?”

Ash nodded. “Yeah, can’t have anybody shortin’ us.” There was nothing else to add. Just because she went to school with Fez doesn’t mean Ash has to be buddy-buddy with her.

“Exactly.” and they were done talking for the rest of the drive.

Fez stared at Y/N’s contact info for three minutes straight. He figured it hadn't changed. He was so nervous that he went to their message history.

August 19, 12:43 pm

Smiley: *nervous laugh* it's day 4 and haven’t seen my fave ginger math genius yet. Plz tell me u just had an extended vacay and are coming back tomorrow. I can’t do this without youuuuuuu

Me: i knew u were using me but damn

Smiley: noooooooo

Smiley: i miss having eye candy in class :)

Smiley: but fr u can’t be skipping already. Dude it’s the beginning of the year.

Me: stuff happened. Ain't going back.

Smiley: oh. Damn. i know ppl say this and don’t mean but fr if you want to talk im here.

Smiley: and no worries! Trust i know u got ALOT on ur plate. U can always try to get a GED later on

Me: thanks. Aint the last u will see of me. I’ll see u around smiley

It was the same day later in the evening that Fez decided to call her. She did offer to be an ear to listen in to.

They talked for hours.

Fez was never into that mushy shit. He told her straight up that he has other responsibilities that take priority over school.

She got that. As an older sister and one of two kids of a single mother, she understood what stepping up meant.

Fez learned what was needed to help him with the shop and dealing. He can make a whole lot more if he wasn’t busy for 8 hours for five days. He didn’t want to spend any more time on him so he asked her about her summer and then it went from there.

Occasionally she would text him random shit about school and their classmates, but soon it dwindled after telling him she found her a new job. One thing that drew the ginger to Y/N was when Smiley got a goal, she was going to meet it. It was hot yet intimidating to see her so focused on working so fucking hard to make better for family and herself. No matter how much overwhelming the workload is.

She knows she is going to college and by doing that, she joined so many clubs her freshman and sophomore year. She told him their sophomore year before summer that she needs a job to save up for a car, bills, and college fund. The girl worked nonstop over the summer and bought a hooptie. She sent him the pic back in September of her old Toyota Camry. Fez would have seen her around more often at parties, but weekends were solely for work and weekdays for school and clubs.

And that’s why he closed out the messaging app. Just because they did some small talk in the living room and gave her brother a ride doesn’t mean shit. She’s out there doing productive shit. Smart as fuck and getting that cash legally.

She was probably just being nice to the guy who always did her a solid in math class.

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.Sooooo...I've became obsessed with Fezco just bc of these tumblr fics. I decided to throw my hat into the ringer since I am now inspired! No promises on consistent posts but I'll try. Felt like I needed more fics out there with Ash as a main character as well bc the brotherhood between him and Fez just warms my heart!!

[lets-talk-spirituality]

Hip Hop Playlist

Because nothing can make you feel cockier than rap! And 2023 is a year for cockiness after spending years being way too humble.

🎤🎧🎸🥁🎹🎺🎻🎷🪗🪇🪈🪕🪘🎤🎧🎸🥁

DNA- Kendrick Lamar

My Hood- Jeezy

All Day-Kanye West

Piss on your grave— Travis Scott

U Mad? — Vic Mensa

I’m different—2 Chainz

Ain’t I— Yung LA

Rubberband Man— TI

Rubberband Man— A$AP Ferg

Beat It— Young Dolph

U guessed it— OG Maco

Final Warning— NLE Choppa

Not Nice—Megan Thee Stallion

Bricks— Gucci Mane

Halle Berry—Hurricane Chris

Hard in da Paint— Waka Flocka Flame

Grove St Party— Waka Flocka Flame

Snap Yo Fingers— Lil Jon

Hypnotized— Plies

U don’t know me— T.I.

We Luv Deez Hoez— OutKast

Yeah Right— Vince Staples

Smoke & Retribution— Flume

No Long Talk— Drake

John— Lil Wayne

Money in the Grave—Drake

Suge— DaBaby

Throw Some Ds— Rich Boy

You was right— lil uzi vert

Bitch—moneybagg yo

Press—Cardi B

No Frauds— Nicki Minaj

Party Up— DMX

Hold It, Now Hit It— Beastie Boys

Fuck that shit— Three 6 Mafia

Birdz— wuki

Materialism as a means to an end—$uicideboy$

Love Again— Run the Jewels

Gas Pedal—Sage the Gemini

Whole Lotta Choppas— Sade ft Nicki Minaj

Whole lotta money— Bia

Bills paid— Dj Khaled

All Ass— Migos

Fuckwitmeyouknowigotit—Jay Z

Track Star Remix— Mooski

Lookin’ Boy— Hot Stylz

Thick— Dj Chose

Laffy Taffy— D4L

The way I live— Baby Boy Da Prince

Independent— Webbie

Roll Out (My Business)— Ludacris

Holidae Inn— Chingy

HAM— Kanye West

Backseat Freestyle— Kendrick Lamar

Diana— Pop Smoke

Blasé— Ty Dolla Sign

IV. sweatpants— Childish Gambino

Hella Neck—Carnage

Bricks—Carnage

I Like Tuh— Carnage

Going through changes—Eminem

Yahhh!— Soulja Boy

Still Dre— Dr. Dre

Nuthin’ But A G Thang— Dr. Dre

Pressurelicious—Megan Thee Stallion

Hot N****— Bobby Shmurda

Don’t Like— Chief Keef

Panda— Desiigner

Swing— Savage

Tie Me Down— New Boyz

Mrs Right— Mindless Behavior

Shake Senora— Pit Bull

Dance (ASS)— Big Sean

Amen— Meek Mill

Started—Iggy Azalea

Look At Me!— XXXTENACION

All Gold Everything—Trinidad James

Famous—21 Savage

Enough— Flume/Pusha T

You Be Killin ‘Em—Fabolous

Country Grammer— Nelly

Lock Jaw— French Montana

We Fly High—Jim Jones

Move (If You Wanna)—Mims

Rock Yo Hips— Crime Mob

I Know You See It— Yung Joc

Hood N****— Gorilla Zoe

Throw Some Mo—Rae Sremmurd

Flex (Ohh, Ohh, Ohh)— Rich Homie Quan

My N****— YG

Flex Like Ouu— Lil Pump

Whoopty— CJ

Shoulder Lean—Young Dro

Ridin’ Dirty— Chamillionaire

Lean Back— Terror Squad

Where the bag at—City Girls

Stupid— Ashnikko

Spoil My Night—Post Malone

Slow Motion—Juvenile

Too much sauce— Future

Lean Wit it Rock Wit It— Dem Franchize Boyz

P.I.M.P— 50 Cent

[hareofhrair]

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤❣️💔💗 :>

PFpfpfpf I think that's cheating but okay! This is going to be long as hell, so buckle in!

❤️ How much does romantic love mean to you?

"H=onestly, n=ot all that much. I think it's plenty imp=ortant in general. R=omance is beautiful, and inspires beautiful things. I l=ove r=omantic gestures, and tha thrill =of r=omance as a c=oncept? But actual c=ommitted r=omantic l=ove aint all that significant ta me pers=onally. N=ot sure I can even d=o r=omantic l=ove if I'm perfectly h=onest. Aint happened s=o far. Even if I c=ould, aint really c=ompatible with my way =of life, and I can't imagine ever feelin s=o str=ongly ab=out s=omeb=ody I'd give up travelin."

🧡 How much does familial love mean to you?

💛 How much does platonic love mean to you?

"g=onna just c=ombine these tw=o, since tr=olls d=ont really d=o genetic family. I think plat=onic l=ove and ch=osen families are incredibly imp=ortant. Tha m=ost imp=ortant! N=othin m=ore beautiful than tha b=onds we f=orm with pe=ople because we decided ta care ab=out em, n=ot cause we're gettin anythin =out =of it, but just because ya need each =other. Tha l=ove =of true friends, tha l=ove =of a c=ommunity fer =one an=other, that shit gets me straight up misty in the eyes. L=ove seein f=olks c=ome t=ogether. Tha pr=oblem with r=omantic l=ove, =or at least tha way m=ost f=olks d=o it, is it cl=oses ya =off fr=om =other f=olks when it sh=ould be d=oin tha =opp=osite. But if y=ou make a friend, and they g=ot =other friends already? that just means y=ou g=ot a bundle a friends fer tha price a =one! I g=ot mad heaps a plat=onic l=ove fer tha friends i have all =over, and fer any=one what c=omes ta me reachin =out, needin a hand."

💚 Are you in love right now? With whom? (Be as specific or vague as you would like)

"Sure am. I'm in l=ove with tha w=orld. With tha c=ol=or a sunrise and tha silver wind =over tha grass and tha smell a tha forest and tha feelin a rich s=oil between my t=oes. I'm in l=ove with all tha pe=ople i meet, and all their little w=onders and idi=osyncrasies, and all tha ways they l=ove each =other. I'm in l=ove with their s=ongs and their st=ories, and h=ow they'll make art =outta any damn thing they can lay hands =on, h=ow they can't st=op makin art. I'm in love with tha way that rusty farmer calls the names =of his cluckbeasts and they c=ome runnin s=o he can tuck em in safe every night, because he l=oves them. I'm in love with tha little flowers that =olive carved inta tha handle a tha knife she uses ta gut fish, s=o even her killin is d=one with s=omethin beautiful, is d=one with l=ove in it. I'm in l=ove with tha =old mustard what let me sleep in their barn =one day when it st=ormed =out =of seas=on, and h=ow they didn't say a w=ord ta me except ta tell me n=ot ta steal anythin, but they br=ought me blankets against tha c=old, and they left a wind=ow =open s=o i c=ould hear tha music fr=om their radi=o all thr=ough tha l=ong day, even th=ough they must have had a puddle =on tha fl=oor fr=om all tha rain c=omin thr=ough. Because they l=oved me. They didn't kn=ow me fr=om adam, but they l=oved me all tha same. The way all =of us l=ove each =other, when we let =ourselves feel it. Can't d=o it all tha time. Hurts ta feel that much l=ove, specially kn=owin h=ow many are sufferin and h=ow y=ou can't d=o jack shit ta help. But ya g=otta remember it's there. L=ose that l=ove, ya l=ose everythin ab=out ya that's w=orth l=ovin."

💙 What kind of partner are you?

"Ha! Tha l=ove em and leave em kind."

💜 How do you show affection?

"I like ta take care a f=olks. Bring em what they need. If I d=on't like ya, ya just w=ont see me. If I do like ya, I'll find a reas=on ta be in tha neighb=orh=ood a little m=ore =often, and I'll never sh=ow up empty handed. I like ta bring practical gifts, but if there aint n=othin like that ya need, then it'll be little gifts and suchlike. Little things I f=ound a l=ong tha way and th=ought were beautiful and wanted ta share with ya. Everyb=ody needs beauty, always.

🖤 What is your sexuality/orientation?

"I d=on't c=ott=on much ta the idea a gender, and that makes =orientati=on a bit hard ta pin d=own. I like fellas, generally speakin, and f=olks what l=ook like fellas. Masc, I think is tha term, or butch as the case may be? Maybe? I d=on't rightly kn=ow tha terms. I =only kn=ow I like em big and beefy and hairy and r=ough ar=ound tha edges."

❣️ How do you flirt?

"=Often, and with=out a great deal a subtlety. I aint afraid ta ask fer what I'm after. I ain't im=olite =or crass and I kn=ow ta mind myself in mixed c=ompany an all, but I can assure y=ou, if I'm interested y=ou'll kn=ow, =one way =or the =other."

💕 Give a song that best describes how you see love.

There's two songs I want to put here- this one is nice and fits well and is probably what Shafan would pick.

But this one. Hoo. Okay. There's a reason this at the top of Shafan's playlist. I need you to listen to this with headphones. Get high first if possible, which makes it a borderline spiritual experience. Frankly, if you can, listen to it on spotify or somewhere the quality is better. If you're anything like me you will cry about it so be ready for that. I added this to Shafan's playlist in 2018 and it still fucks me up. It's important, okay??

💔 How do you face the end of love (breakups, being stood up, etc)?

"C=onsiderin I'm usually tha =one endin things, I feel pretty p=osatively ab=out tha end =of a relati=onship. I think pe=ople w=ould be a l=ot happier if they learned ta just end relati=onships that aint makin em happy anym=ore, =or even that are still makin em happy, but are gettin in the way =of s=omethin m=ore important. Relati=onships =ought ta be treated like experiences, I figure. M=ost =of em aint g=onna last that l=ong and n=one =of em last f=orever, s=o why d=o we act like they sh=ould? Embrace love as s=omethin fleetin, and marvel at every day that y=ou get ta experience that miracle again. Let it teach y=ou things, let it change y=ou. And then let it g=o. When it's run its c=ourse, instead a given in ta fear =of change =or fear =of l=onliness and taintin s=omethin that was beautiful with bitter feelings and anger, be grateful f=or what it gave y=ou, and h=ow lucky y=ou were ta have experienced it. And definitely d=o n=ot hunt tha pers=on d=own and set fire t=o their tent!"

💗 How much do you believe in love?

"I believe in l=ove m=ore than i believe in any =other f=orce in tha universe. I believe with en=ough l=ove y=ou can acc=omplish anything. I believe l=ove, f=or each =other and f=or tha w=orld, can save us, if we let it. And maybe that's s=ome sappy n=onsense and it aint practical, I kn=ow. If that l=ove d=ont m=otivate ya ta acti=on it's w=orse than useless. But still, I believe it. I really d=o."