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For the prompt ask game!
9. Sleep deprivation and/or 37. Secret Relationship and/or 40. Identity reveal/major secret reveal
(I selected a few so you can chose the one that resonates the most.)
For any DPxDC characters. <3
*emerges from a google docs, covered in blood and panting* i did it... it is done.
thank you for the prompt!! because i love a challenge, or because i can't stop myself, i went and did all of them!! for everyone!! everyone is sleep deprived and everyone is revealing secrets ^^'
Danny/Tim, mentioned Jazz/Jason
(ŕšâ˘Ě â â˘Ěŕš) enjoy!! prompt ask game
kid napping
âRed Robin, sound off. Status?â
âAll good here, Oracle. Everything okay?â
Itâs been a slow night, never a good sign. Pent up energy itches under his skin and he stretches when he stands, preparing for whatever Oracle is going to throw his way. Itâs going to be something, he can tell.
âGood.â Relief briefly colours her voice answers, before she becomes serious again, keys clacking away in the background. âThereâs been a report from Agent A. It appears that one Timothy Drake has been kidnapped and is being ransomed for five million dollars and a helicopter. Iâm tracing the call now.â
âA helicopter, too? Kidnappers these days, used to be they just wanted their money and that would be the end of it⌠a fucking helicopter, wow.â Red Hood scoffs, and Red Robin canât help but join in the laughter over the comms.
âDoesnât exactly sound like these are the brightest tools in the shed now, does it, Hood? Wonder what poor schmuck theyâve got instead.â Nightwing says, slightly out of breath.Â
The smile slips off Red Robinâs face and clammy, cold dread shivers down his spine. A stone settles in his stomach. He wets his lips and clears his throat. âOracle, can you pull up the CCTV on my apartment near WE? Any closer to tracing the call?â
âStill on the trace, theyâre using a jammer. Agent A is cooperating so they should phone back soon, which will help.â she reports, falling into silence as he finds the video feed.
âYou know who it is?â
âI hope not.â
Itâs tense, he taps his feet on the rooftop, fingers tightening over his grapple as he fights the urge to fly off the roof and check for himself. It better not be him. Please, dear God, donât let it not be him.
âWhat are you thinking, Red Robin?â Batman growls through the comms. Red Robin can hear the wind under his words, whipping fast as he no doubt makes his way over to his position.
âI had a, uh, a friend coming over tonight. From behind, he⌠he could be mistaken for Tim Drake.â
The jokes fall silent, the comms growing serious as they pick up on his tone.
âWell, fuck.âÂ
âEloquent as always, Hood.â
âShut up, bat-brat.â
âYou were right, Red Robin, it looks like it was your⌠friend they caught, instead. About two hours before the call came in. Iâm following their van now, I should have the destination soon. In the meantime, it looks like theyâre heading towards the docks.â
Red Robin throws himself off the building, shooting his grapple as low as he dares to get the fastest swing he can.Â
They have Danny.Â
Worry gnaws at his gut even as gravity pulls it into his throat with another swing.
Danny is⌠And Red Robin means this in the nicest way possible, but Danny is fragile. They havenât talked about it, but RR knows that Danny has health problems. Something plaguing him since he was young, thatâs landed him in the hospital more than once. A weak heart, far too slow to be normal, possibly chronic fatigueâheâs always so tired, falling asleep anywhere he can.
Sometimes, he doesnât even need to put his head down. Once, when they had gone to the corner store to get some popcorn to enjoy their movie (which Danny had explicitly and repeatedly promised he wouldnât snore through this time), Danny had rested his head on Timâs shoulder while they were waiting and heâd just⌠gone. On his feet, asleep, just like that.
Heâd laughed, when Tim woke him up. Apologised. Said Tim made him feel safe enough to fall asleep just about anywhere andâ
Red Robin grits his teeth and corrects his course as Oracle updates them with more precise coordinates.
Tim had carried him home that night, piggy-back for four blocks, but by the end of it, he wasnât tired at all. And thatâs another thing, Dannyâs just so light. Itâs concerning.
They never did watch that movie, but itâs a night that Tim canât help remembering fondly all the same. Theyâd ended up rewatching some old sitcom that Dannyâs seen countless times but Timâs never really bothered with, Danny drifting off to sleep again and Tim eventually following him, because⌠sleep is easy with Danny.
Itâs the same for him, he thinks. He canât explain it, but he feels safe enough to sleep with Danny, too.
He needs to be alright.
âSo⌠Is this friend just a friend? Or a friend friend?âÂ
âA friend, Nightwing. Now hurry up.â
Heâs not in the mood to play these games, not now. Thereâs a reason why none of them know about Danny, and this is one of them. His family, as much as he loves them, are just too damn nosey for their own good.
âYou know that doesnât answer my question at all.â
âThen why donât you ask something intelligible, rather than continue with your childish antics?â Robin snarks, and for once, Red Robin has to agree with him. Or, rather, heâs grateful for the distraction that it gives him.
Tim has secrets. Heâs sure that Danny does, too, and so farâaside from the standard background check he always runs on new friends and friend friends alikeâheâs done very well to respect them. He just canât say that his family would do the same.
They can be overwhelming, to say the least, and Tim has tried his best to protect Danny from that.
Only to fail to protect him in every other way that it counts.
âHow long have you guys been âfriendsâ?â
âNightwing, save it, please.â
âWhatâs his name?â
He ignores him.
Red Robin lands on the building first, thank goodness. He wastes no time in finding a skylight that can be pried open fairly quietly, slipping inside without a second thought.
âWait for backup, Red Robin, that is an order!â Batman says, when he lets them know heâs in.
âNegative, Batman. Iâm getting him back.â
âRed Robin!â
He weaves silently through the desks on the second floor of the warehouse, always moving, always keeping a trained eye on the shadows around him.
When he reaches the stairs, he hears voices.
âLooks like three of them, armed. The-the hostage is tied to a chair in the middle of the room, heâŚâ Red Robin takes a steadying breath. The person has a burlap sack over their head is slumped to the side, from where he is, Red Robin canât see if his chest is moving. Thereâs blood on the floor. âHe needs medical assistance. Another two on the northside entrance.â
The comms explode in admonitions, everyone pleading with him to stay where he is, to wait for help, but fuck that. With a tap, he switches them off and he can finally, just about make out the words of the kidnappers as he creeps down the first few steps.
ââshouldnât he have woken up by now?â
âI donât know, man, youâre the one that hit him! Do you think heâsââ
âNo! I didnât even hit him that hard, I swear!â the man cries, holding his hands up in surrender. âI just couldnât take any more of his stupid jokes!â
If there was any doubt in Red Robinâs mind that they picked up Danny by mistake, itâs gone now. Yeah. If you get Danny, you get his stupid jokes, too.
He creeps closer.Â
Thereâs some storage crates between him and Danny, if he can get behind there without being seen then that leaves him in a good position for when whoeverâs next in takes out the guys at the front. He canât do anything without them gone first, not without risking them taking shots inside and endangering Danny.
The man that hit Danny circles round behind him and grabs at his hands.
âWhat are you even doing, Pat? Who gives a shit, leave him alone.â
âIâm just checking! I just gotta see!â
âFuckâs sake, guys, who cares? We just gotta get our money, thatâs itââ
âAnd our helicopter!â
âAnd ourââ
âShit, I canât find a pulse! Shit, Frank, I killed him, Iââ
Jason told him once that when the Pits overtook him, he used to see green. Instead of blacking out, heâd be swimming in that putrid Lazarus colour and heâd slip into that rage and bad things would happen.
Heâs heard of people seeing red, too, but really, he thinks thatâs more of a literary device.
Tim doesnât see anything aside from his targets.
A barrage of birdarangs take the guns from the guys at the front, the three around Danny startling badly enough that the guy that kilâthatâs behind Dannyâstumbles, losing his footing.
Only one of them shoots.
Amateurs.Â
Thereâs a round of curses on the comms as the shots come through. Oracle must have turned them back on.
âFucking hellâNightwing and I are at the front, Red Robin, donât worry about them.â
Red Robinâs barely listening.
He spins, kicking the largest guy in the stomach hard enough so that he doubles over, wheezing. Following through the movement, another kick lands on the side of his head and heâs down.Â
The second one, Frank, gets his wits about him and raises his gun, spraying wildly. Heâs a shit shot, going wide in panic, and Red Robin simply ducks and rushes forward, keeping low. Tackling the guy, he grabs the gun off of him and uses it to smash him across the face, once, twice, three times, before he stops moving.
âOracle, get police and paramedics on scene, now.â Batman says, the displeasure in his voice evident. âRed Robin, Robin and I are coming in from the top.â
Pat hasnât even made it up off the floor yet, scrambling backwards, fear plain on his face.Â
Red Robin stands, breathing heavily, gun still in hand.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry, I swear I didnât mean to do it! Pleaseâplease, donât, please!â
Red Robin doesnât kill.
Well, no, Red Robin doesnât normally kill.
No, thatâs not quite right, either.
Red Robin has killed. Red Robin will more than likely kill again. Red Robin sees no problem with killing.
The gun is up, pointing towards the guy without any real thought about it.
Footsteps rush behind him, the familiar heavy footfalls of Batman and Robin, so he doesnât bother turning around. The gun follows the guy as he keeps pulling himself backwards, snot and tears mingling down his face.
âRed Robin,â Batman says, softly.
Itâs always weird hearing Batmanâs voice like that. Itâs not the first time, obviouslyâBatman canât use his scary intimidating voice on victims or children, after allâbut having it used on him is weird.Â
âBreathe.â
âHeâs dead. They killed him.â
If hearing Batmanâs voice was weird, Red Robin canât even recognise his own.
Distantly, he realises heâs dissociating. Thereâs a tightness in his chest, itâs hard to breathe, a growing buzz drowns out any noise in his ears and he canât think, he canâtâ
A heavy hand squeezes his shoulder, jolting him out of his thoughts. Batman reaches around and gently removes the gun from his grip, and Tim feels the instant loss of it. He should have done it, why hadnât he done it?
Robin takes care of the last man, his crying cut off by a swift kick to the head. Nightwing and Red Hood join them, zip-tying the men on the floor and starting to drag them back to the entrance of the warehouse one by one.
No one says a word.
Shrugging off Batmanâs hand, Tim moves towards the chair.
Shaking, he takes a deep breath and removes the sack. The small part of him that was left hoping it wasnât him, it couldnât be him, please dear God let it not be him, shatters.
Even dead, he looks peaceful.
Timâs seen death. Heâs no stranger to it, heâs seen what it can do to a person. Thereâs some blood coagulating over his eyebrows, but otherwise, he looks peaceful. Is that comforting? That he didnât suffer?
Dannyâs head lolls to the side as the sack comes completely away, his hair flopping over his eyes. Timâs been on at him to get a haircut lately, he thinks itâll be nice tidied up a bit, just on the sides. Itâll get rid of that permanent bedhead. Help him with job interviews, heâs got to be thinking about that now that heâs in his last year of college.
Itâs about the only thing thatâll hold him back, Tim thinks. Dannyâs brilliant. Any employer would be a fool to turn him down because of his shaggy hair, but employers are stupid so it makes sense to put your best foot forward andâ
Tim falls to his knees.
Fuck.
Heâs dead, heâs reallyâDannyâs skin is horribly pale, cold to the touch. Gone is his bright, cheerful smile.Â
âDanny, Iâm sorry, Iâm so, so sorry, IââÂ
He stops himself with a deep, shuddering breath. He canât break down here, he canât, he canât, he canât.
Instead, he tips forward to rest his head in Dannyâs lap, arms curling around himself. They were too late. They got here as fast as they could and they were too late.
 âDanny, Iâm so sorryâŚâ he whispers. âI⌠I love you, I love you, Iâm sorry.â
Dimly, he can feel the others standing around them. Someone crouches down beside him, resting a comforting arm over his back, but he doesnât turn his head to see who it is. He squeezes his grip on Dannyâs legs tighter.
âCome on, baby bird. Letâsââ
Theyâre interrupted by a huge, honking snore as Danny jerks himself awake.
Timâs head snaps up, staring at Danny with wide eyes.
âYou were asleep?â Red Robin springs up, several different emotions rapidly flip flopping through him.
âWha⌠What?â Danny heaves a yawn, blinking blearily down at him. âSorry, Iâm just⌠they were shit kidnappers, man, really boring. Honestly, worst abduction yet.â
âYou were asleep? I thought you were dead!â
âNot mutually exlusive, you know.â Danny says through another yawn. He rolls his neck around with an almighty crack and glances at everyone. âDidnât think Iâd warrant the whole Bat brigade, thoughâŚâ
âThe kidnappers thought they had Tim Drake.â Batman supplies, while Red Robin tries to work through the emotional whiplash.
âAh, makes sense⌠wait.â Danny sits up suddenly, squinting at Red Robin. âDid you say you loved me?â
âNo, of course not, why would Iââ
âTim? Is thatâare youâare you Red Robin?â
âEveryone, hold the fuck up!â Red Hood shouts from the other side of the warehouse, having finished securing the perps to a streetlight outside. âDouble R is dating Danny fucking Nightingale?â
Well, there goes his identity⌠Oh, whoâs he kidding, Dannyâs smart. Thereâs no way he could have salvaged that. This was not how he thought the night was going to go.
âCranberry, is that you?â Danny twists in his chair, somehow delighted to see Red Hood rescuing him, too. âI thought I smelled you lurking about!â
âShut it, you little shit. Since when were you dating this dweeb?â
âIâm sorry,â Red Robin pleads, hands in the air to try and slow down the onslaught of information and insults, âyou two know each other?â
âCranberry?â Nightwing echoes, looking as lost as Red Robin feels.
âYeah, CranberryâThe Cranberriesâzombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie. Obviously. Also heâs wearing a big, fuck off red helmet.â
âYeah, sure, makes sense.â
Itâs about the only thing that does.
âAnd please donât call my boyfriend a dweeb, Cranberry. Especially when he just said he loves me for the first time.â
âHe only said it because he thought you were dead.â
âI am dead, so it counts.â
âOnly half, so Iâd say that puts you at a solid âlikeâ. Timâsâand savour this, Tim, because Iâm only going to say it onceâTimâs intelligent, so Iâm sure heâll come to his senses soon.â
Danny just throws Red Hood such a shit-eating grin. A level of feral that Timâs only seen before in Damian.Â
âThatâs what I used to say about Jazz, too.â
Hood scoffs in offence, and to be honest, Timâs not sure where he should go from here. What the hell is happening, how do they know each other?
âCome on, is anyone going to untie me or am I really meeting your family mafia-style?â
âDo it yourself, Slimer.â Red Hood laughs, crossing his arms.
âUgh, you suck so much. Iâll fucking slime you, just you wait. Canât believe Jazz even likes you, I preferred it when she was dating Johnny.â
And then, without Danny doing anything other than muttering obscenities at Red Hood, the ropes fall to the ground. In one swift motion, Danny stands up and stretches himself to his full height of 5â6.
âAll of you need to explain, now.â commands Batman, and honestly, Red Robinâs very much on his side of it.
âI canât believe it⌠Jason and Timmy are both in secret relationships? Thatâs⌠How come no one told me?â Poor Nightwing sounds the most shocked out of all of them. He turns to Damian and clasps onto both of his shoulders. âYouâre not secretly dating, are you, D? Please tell me youâre not, please tell me youâre single, please?â
Of course, Robin just clicks his tongue and pushes his hands away. Really, Red Robin doesnât think that Nightwingâs in any danger of that happening, heâd be surprised if anyone could stand Robin enough to actually date him.
He shakes his head and turns to Danny, whoâs staring right back at him, worry clear on his face.
Fuck, he... He's alive. He's really alive.
Tim pulls him into a bone-crushing hug, fingers buried deep in his NASA shirt. Tucking his face into the crook of Danny's shoulder, he laughs wetly with the joy of it. He's alive. He hasn't lost him. He's safe.
âIâm sorry I havenât told you before now, starshine, butâŚâ Danny breaks the hug and softly pulls away from him to rise on his tiptoes to place a kiss his cheek. The skin burns cold where his lips touch. âI love you, too. Also, youâre gonna wanna sit down. This is going to be a lot.â
#dpxdc#dead tired#anger management#(barely but it's there haha)#dcxdp#hailsatanacrabđŚđŚwrites#i'm sorry this has taken a while but also this week has kinda sucked and i'm still pissed off about that#so writing has been a nice little break from that!!!!#i hope you enjoy it!! i'm not fantastic with writing romance/ships so like... hope it's alright haha#also i feel kinda bad about not putting the whole phantom reveal too but like... we get that all that time haha#idk maybe i'll continue it#OH SHIT I FORGOT MY WRITING TAG HOLD ON#must admit - i do like that you can edit the tags now even though the new post maker sucks#anyway!!!!!!! i had this whole bit from danny's pov in the beginning where he just decided to go to sleep but realised that fucking sucked#it was so boring haha#so we got this instead!#hope the emotions came across - i feel like i have a tendency to just go cold and clinical when emotions happen#idk#oh! danny and tim met because danny's a part time barista and when tim ordered his monstrocity of a drink danny just winked and said#'ah the walking dead special coming right up!' and added another three espresso#jason and jazz met before they did though - and none of them knew they were dating the other's family#danny and jason have a bit of a rocky relationship - he's not good enough for jazz!! she deserves way better than some two-bit gangster!!#jason just thinks he's a cute overprotective brother - he really envies their relationship and wishes he could have something like that#he likes to rib danny and tbh danny is really warming up to him too - now that the gross stinky ecto is starting to filter out#(which is thanks to him and jazz - which jason does know about and is extremely grateful for)#(he really does love jazz and is a little bit jealous that tim told danny he loved him first)#(jason goes home that night and dips jazz into a kiss and whispers it into her skin over and over again)#(he loves her he loves her he loves her - and who the fuck is johnny?)#once tim gets over his shock he's doing good! of course he accepts danny there was never any question of that#he meets ellie and then introduces her to kon and the rest of the team and ellie decides she might like to do some superheroing for a bit
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Having just watched the mythology guyâs video on the movie the immortals god I hate it so much. Like for so so many reasons but also why weâre so many 2010s Greek myth movies about the Greeks being like Reddit atheists lol. Like rhesus what do you mean the gods are stories for children, your dad is Poseidon. You are personally bros with Hercules.
Yeah itâs so dumb and Iâm glad Iâm not the only one who made the Reddit atheist comparison, whatâs crazy is that the gods interacted with mortals a lot during the heroic age, so to deny their existence is like real modern ppl denying the earth is round.
Also itâs amusing how between this and Wrath of the Titans, Hollywood wants to make a Titanomachy movie so bad yet instead of like⌠idk using characters that actually participated in the war as protagonists they use Theseus and Perseus, even tho their stories are more interesting bc theyâre so small scale, their goals throughout their stories is either for the sake of their family or city, but if they failed the world would move in without them, so there is genuine stakes bc if you read these stories for the first time you donât know what will happen, but by stripping that and making them the saving the world action hero types they remove everything that made them unique. Also isnât it ironic that both Perseus and Theseus are mamas boys (in very different ways) and they start their quests for their sakes yet these movies fridged those mothers?
Itâs like Hollywood doesnât like Greek mythology.
#I would kill for a good Titanomachy adaptation#itâs like my favorite era I can make shit up and no one can get mad at me bc we barely know anything about that era to begin with#greek mythology#ancient greek mythology#greek pantheon#Perseus#Theseus#Aithra#Aethra#Titanomachy#Heracles#wrath of the titans#immortals
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well as you can see besides being ugly as all fuck I'm also extremely bitter so that doesn't help at all in making me appealing. but it also comes with the territory you see, being treated as a hideous freak of nature for your whole life kind of does things to your psyche.
also going into shit in the tags as an extreeeemely jaded individual who's been on every side of the discourse and KNOWS it all VERY PERSONALLY so I know many people will find all sorts of different reasons to hate me (if they want ig) because I'm ~politically homeless~ at this point because I'm sick and tired of everything but whatever
(also fuck I ran out of space in the tags so another post maybe idk. )
#so. i get why people are against children transitioning i really do. and i have my own nuanced complicated feelings about it#but honestly. im beginning to believe id be more well-adjusted by now even if just a bit if i had started larping as male by 15.#would it fix all of my problems? no. but it would make a lot of things in my life much smoother and easier.#but i was sooo deep into raddie/gc shit that i had this fucking. complex about not wanting to troon because its ~cheating~#and 'omg all the butches are leaving!!1 butch flight i cant be one of them!!!1'#'i MUST be a good example for all the young girls!!!1' a weird sort of almost martyr-like complex if you will.#but as i get older im like... honestly man fuuuuccckkkkk this.#barely anybody expects straight or even bi women to abstain from dating men forever For the Good of Womankind#its not seen as Expected but rather Exceptional and Wow Amazing if you do.#and anyone who Expects it is seen as a ~crazy extremist~#meanwhile lesbians and especially HSTS are almost fucking Expected to sacrifice themselves for the ~greater good~#and ngl other lesbiams perpetuate this shit too.#oh you CANT transition even if you feel it'll make your life easier because because because#[arguments that would really only apply to OSA females transitioning]#[strawman] [misinterpreted stats] [unverified reddit posts]#and if all else fails 'think of how the very act of doing so will HURT ALL OF WOMANKIND'#no fucking wonder dysphoric lesbians develop an fucking insane martyr complex and start to treat hrt/transitioning like its fucking crack#'ill give into the temptation if i see a happy trans person ohh nooo so nobody should be allowed to troon'#like thats not fucking normal! you realize thats NOT FUCKING NORMAL right?#youre acting like a deranged christian who is so afraid of sinning by wrongthink#and disclaimer no. i dont inherently hate being female or a lesbian but with the way i am physically and mentally#i would have/have had a Much easier time integrating into society as a ~man~. just because of how i am physically and mentally.#now i wont say internalized homophobia/etc. NEVER has anything to do with transition or etc. but im gonna be real#for HSTS (which are extremely rare in the first place) thats often only a very small part of it at most.#its often more about making our lives easier and integrating better without having to completely remold our entire personalities.#thats the reality.#would we not transition if society have patriarchy/gender roles/sexism? perhaps. i wont deny that possibility.#the fact of the matter is however#that it wont be happening any time soon. so we just want our lives to be easier.#'oh but youre lying to yourself' not necessarily. i dont have a ~gender identity~ and im well aware of myself and my situation.
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Hey life hey hello yes just letting you know that just because we passed a bottle neck period of time and survived through a cluster of hardships all at once doesn't mean you should give me another one
Fuck off honestly i dont understand the constant hardships one after the other what the fuck did we do to deserve this
#i cant stop crying#do you understand how hard it is to see your dad do everything in his power but still get defeated and you cant do shit because#you csnt soley fight against fate or the government#please im begging you please leave us alone we have faced nothing but hardships since the beginning of this year my father can barely breat#please đđđ#please dont ask me whats going on i dont want to reveal personal info i just want a space to vent
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we're stuck in a very unfortunate loop where I know a lot of things that help our mental health, but those things take an amount of energy, concentration, or ability to remember things, that we just do not currently have specifically because of the things that are making our mental health so bad in the first place.
I'm still trying to do them because I need to do the things that make us feel better, but the more stressed and exhausted we are, the harder it is to do the things that would help us be less stressed and it's not like there's a workaround for this so the only option is to just keep pushing through but wow I'd love if it was less difficult
#personal#thoughts#đŹ post#vent post#it's just this constant thing of like... I'm trying as hard as I can to manage my mental health and cope with stuff#but there's only so much I can do so I'm still stressed as hell and struggling to function and getting irritable and upset all the time#and from an outside perspective that makes it look like I'm doing a really bad job or just not trying#when in reality if I wasn't doing as much as I can right now it would be so so much worse but people outside our brain don't see that#they just see someone who's constantly stressed and on edge and can't seem to keep on top of basic shit#and it doesn't help that big difficult tasks for us are often things that other people don't find that hard to begin with#and we haven't really had the energy to do those big tasks because even smaller tasks have been really difficult#so then we'll be like ''I actually emptied the bin and did laundry today'' and that's a big deal for us#but to a lot of people that sounds like we're asking them to be impressed with us doing the bare minimum
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Wee yippee I love living in the social bracket where 80% of my loved ones are struggling with opioid addiction
#mort.txt#shit going bad in my brothers family back in texas and my mom is looking into getting custody of my 4 and 3yr old cousins#if we do we're probably gonna move back down and take custody of their 14yr old sister too.#my main concern is having enough money to provide for them. even if i get a job and the state has benefits for them#a 1600$ check isn't a lot to keep 2-3 kids fed and housed. that's barely enough rent money for a 3 bedroom house in texas#not mentioning the struggle of raising them to begin with since they're both already diagnosed with ptsd and behavioral issues#idk what we're gonna fuckin do man. its gonna fuck up their whole lives if they all get separated by foster care
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bitches really be treating you like a dumb bimbo when you're blonde huh
#just put that context into a lot of my interactions I had as a kid and its all starting to make sense why people were such assholes#i mean that and the likely autism but its not *just* the autism#this one guy would call me 'doll face' for wearing make up in spite of the fact that everyone else wore make up too ????????#dawg what lmao??#and yall im sure also assumed I must have some sort of massive amount of privilege and am spoiled or something too even though#i was abused all the time casually at home...??#it never made sense to me- the blonde stereotypes- bc everything ppl assumed I was like was exactly what my sister was like#but bc shes brunette people just *assumed* she was more 'down to earth' in spite of being quite possibly evil incarnate#and lo and behold shes a qanon nut now.... but sure guys#my hair color must totally paint who I am as a person fer sure#nevermind that I was a child and barely a whole person to begin with.#it also didnt make sense to me as a kid bc my mom- the reason I have blonde hair- is one of the smartest ppl I knew so I figured it was#more of. essentially. a meme rather than something that actually influenced ppls opinion and perspective of me#it just sounds like a really really brain dead way to try to navigate the world by. so i never really took it seriously or thought it#was actually a thing people do.............#like.... you actually make surface level assumptions about ppl bc of the way they look??? đŹ#couldnt be me. and it never was me either! but im sure you assumed I was like that huh :/#it was like we just came out of the era of blondes being seen as the Most Conventionally Attractive and then everyone was like#'alright we need to get back at those horrible terrible blondes!' and then decided to treat me like shit#in spite of me growing up outside of that time where blondes were seen as the Most Attractive so I had 0 context for why ppl were assholes#and obviously I felt it was super unwarranted
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my hxh experience is also very confusing bc i started watching it like 2+ years ago at my partners apartment, but then i think we stopped for a bit / we moved around a bit, and kinda just never got back to it. then a while after we moved in with each other wayyyy later we eventually picked it back up and then this time in dub form bc it's easier for me to focus if i dont have to try and read everything quick enough and also see whats happening jfkldshg so it was like
sub version watched up through like halfway through york new auction arc or whatever
[2+ YEAR LONG GAP???]
picking right back up exactly in the midway spot where we left off, now in dub, i cannot remember Jack Shit and have to keep asking my partner [who has seen/read it before] what's going on and who everyone is every 5 seconds. there are so many characters and i remembered like 6 of them at best fdhjvlksjldhg. killua's grandpa and dad showed up like an episode or 2 after we picked it back up and i was like who are these guys. where did they come from. tbh being told who they were didnt help bc i still didnt understand why or how they were there dfshjfghjgf
#and then they did it again in chimera ant arc.... where did killuas dad come from since when was he in on the plan#AND WHERED THEY GO. I HAVENT SEEN THEM COME BACK SINCE THEN.... did they actually leave this time... i dont know#also dude i miss netero :[ we r like a couple episodes after the big mega heart attack explosion thing#i love a cool old man#i still struggle to remember peoples names bc god there are SO many characters#but chimera ant arc is so long that you at least spend a lot of time with them so theres some names ive eventually learned#but im still me so i cant tell you how many times i called meleoron 'lemeleon'#it's like pokemon with him i cant. remember it very clearly and i mix it up hardcore#other people i just cant remember at all so im like uhhh. ponytail guy <- which barely narrows it down they keep finding ponytail guys....#nobunaga.... shoot.... some other guy i think. actually maybe not that many idr LOL#dont even get me started on the spiders. it took me forever just to get nobunaga lol#there are soooo many of them and i had forgotten the first chunk we'd watched after the irl timeskip#so i was in realtime trying to recall who eveyrone was while they were doing shit and it was REALLY CONFUSING#i really need to restart from the beginning but im gonna wait til we finish the anime lol#oh also i like. completley forgot illumi or w/e was doing the hunter exam with hisoka in that first arc#bc literally theres like ONE or two brief moments in. idk if it was greed island or right before it#where hisokas like yeah i calld a friend. and illumis there like đ§#and i was like he knows killuas brother??? theyre friends???#bc i just had no memory of them interacting before fdlkhgjkf#i like kinda forgot illumi existed til then i think jdkslf or maybe when he was haunting killua idr#actually we went back and watched part of an episode when killua was w/his family#bc i couldnt remember ANYTHING i was like. why was he there again. dont they suck or something. what happened.#and tbh. i still dont get what their vibe is hwhwhfhehg#things to revisit once i get out of the ant pit
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Anyway itâs so funny to me because if asked, Iâd say Iâve got nothing to worry about , but when I think of my current situation happening to anyone else, it makes me sad
#No! I have the divorce and the father bitching#My aunts house is disgusting and my allergies are bad here#Ammaâs still in the icu#Iâve been overstimulated since we got here Monday night#My period cramps are awful#And now my brotherâs got a minor ear infection#My sisterâs being a bitch#I havenât seen my friends in weeks#I can hear the adults discussing my uncleâs mother. Who died to blood clots causing a stroke#And understandably this is distressing because of Ammaâs clot#Then the fact that Iâve wanted to die for weeks. And the sh scars from (last year? Some this year?) on my legs are barely beginning to fade#But Iâve clawed at my shoulders recently and feel shit about it#The mental state isnât good#The physical state isnât good#The world isnât good#And just when I thought I would get a break and be able to see a friend I havenât seen in years#I probably wont get to#Iâve got nothing more to live for other than pure spite#Tw sh#jays being dumb again#Iâll delete this later. Gotta let these thoughts simmer
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i don't think we do luv i don't think we do
#i do agree (obviously!) that for a series you need to get people to care about your characters so they want to keep watching it#comedy barely holds up without a story.. if you don't take time to work on storytelling or you want inexhaustible archetypes for characters#that you can use to churn out jokesâ whether that's pointless random skits like family guy does it or something based on the relationships#like relationships within a certain status quo (s1 rick garbage man abuses his family. except it wasn't that simple back then either)#the problem with the sitcom where nothing changes so someone can just write gag after gag without changing the foundations is that it#becomes tiring. people stop caring because you've made it impossible to care for the characters by not allowing any meaningful changes#so in that sense i do agree it is 'becoming an actual series'. but it was on its way from the beginningâ just needed some refinement#a whole lot maybe#but with setting limits for your writing and keeping your characters consistent and engaging emotionally you limit the#wacky hijinks as well. like don't tell me we got a banger like the vat of acid episode from season 6 or even 5 lol it's no longer explosive#i think rick and morty has always been inconsistent and that bred both great episodes and khm bad ones#there's definitely gonna be less bad ones from now on but the potential of the r&m dynamic has also been.... i would say curbed#that's okay this needed to happen like this. and i think they're going in the right direction and i think the stars will align and they'll#write bangers again#a lot of great things could happen following this. like in these actual arcs that they're developing there's still potential for comedy and#drama and they'll find their way back imo. to the sweet spot between chaos (wacky random funny) and order (meaningful and consistent)#ok that's all. if one hates rick being a miserable pathetic piece of shit one should mayhaps fuck off#âď¸đ#kata.txt#rnm
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literally any romance trope is made better with monsters but unrequited romance specifically... gets me
#unrequited love usually annoys me because the hints the author lays out are either too obvious or not explained away in a realistic way#which makes me think the mc is an idiot and thus i begin to hate them#but like. i love monster biology. i love making up monster behavioral traits and culture and like. mating rituals#and if your friend is a spooky little guy and he's acting weird around you it's kind of like... he's always weird? he'a a monster#specifically i like it when monsters have like. mildly weird fetishes. like for collarbones or smells or whatever#so like if spooky daniel excuses himself from the room when i come in from my morning run i'm not gonna think#'oh he's totes jacking it to how sweaty i smell rn'#i'm thinking 'aw :( he's got a sensitive nose i forgot i must REEK to him rn'#and if i wear an over-the-shoulder top and he keeps glancing at my newly exposed area i'm not thinking#'oh he must instinctively see this as me baring my neck like a deer or perhaps a rabbit'#no!!! i'm either thinking 'lol prude' or 'well yeah i basically never wear this kind of shirt'#'it's like when you're trying not to stare at a woman's cleavage or smth'#or im not even noticing!!!#if some of my clothes disappear i'm not thinking 'ah yes for his nest of items which smell like me for his goon cave'#i'm either not noticing or assuming i misplaced them!!! a bitch is forgetful#if there is Mysterious Ooze i am simply not asking. i am looking away. unless it is actively Nasty i am simply Not Asking#if he's particularly excited when our plans get cancelled and we get to stay home im not thinking#'ah yes he's keeping me contained to my den just like the tasmanian devil' (look it up)#shit i'm excited too!!! i hate plans let's make macaroni and watch professional wrestling#if he suddenly hates all men in my life okay i'm concerned. what the fuck did they do. what the fuck did YOU do.#if he's just slightly pissier than usual then yeah i get that the guys at work suck ass#if he's giving me gifts i feel awkward about it but if it's just like a shiny rock that shit's going on the mantel#if it's food fuck it i'll fuck the guy myself#love monster cultures but i hate it when they make monsters assume their cultural way of expressing love is the norm#and then they're just like 'we're dating now and i will say NOTHING ELSE ABOUT IT'#like yeah have the guy express love through his culture but i think it's cuter#if he does it that way specifically so it goes unnoticed#like 'i can never be rejected if they don't know there's something to reject'#'i get to shower you with affection which you understand in some type of way AND i never have to face the mortifying idea of being alone'#monsterfucking
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i can't stop looking at his dâdâdâdâFACE!
pairings ⸺ (SEPERATE) boy next door!gojo x reader, wrestler!toji x reader, gym trainer!sukuna x reader, pizza delivery boy!choso x reader, husband's boss!nanami x reader, perv on train!geto x reader
summary ⸺ jjk men as overused p0rn/h3ntai plots! inspired by this awesome post by the talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular @/osamucide! pls check it out and the rest of his work :3
warnings ⸺ SMUT (mdni), consent is pre-established in all scenarios (but dub con just in case), everyone is of age (or older), exhibitionism, infidelity in nanamiâs, pussy drunk men lol, not edited (as always), cowgirl, missionary, creampies, VERY public sex in tojiâs, art by 3-aem, lmk if Iâve missed anything!
a/n lolll i'm ngl this was so fun to write. some of these scenarios are so funnny hELP. this one is also for some of the anons who are so obsessed w choso and sukuna in bridgerton au. wrote them for you 𫡠chosoâs is my fav hehe
NEW: part 2 here
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SUKUNA RYOMEN ⸺ HOTTIE'S PERSONAL TRAINER HAS A VERY HANDS ON APPROACH!
âBrat!â Sukunaâs voice cuts through the air like a whip. âWatch your back. Youâre supposed to be hinging your hips back, not whatever lazy shit you were doing.â
He steps around to your side, the heavy thud of his boots on the gym floor adding to the oppressive weight of his presence. Squatting down, he sets his hips back in one smooth motion, demonstrating with sharp precision. âLike this. Not whatever the fuck that was.â
You glance at him, your legs trembling under you. Sweat clings to your skin, a thin sheen that feels heavy after the grueling thirty minutes with your personal trainer. Sukuna definitely takes the "tiger mom" approach, every tattoo on his body echoing the sharp, uncompromising authority in his eyes. Right now, those eyes bore into you, narrowed with impatience, his hands on his hips. His scowl is practically carved into his faceâstone-hard and unmoving.
Breathing hard, you slump forward, hands gripping your knees as you gasp for air. Your heartbeat drums loudly in your ears. âSukuna, g-give me a sec. I justâfuckââ You can barely string a sentence together between gulps of air. âI just maxed out. My legs are literally shaking.â
Sukuna clicks his tongue, shaking his head in disappointment, but his voice softensâjust a little. âFine. Catch your breath. But as you do that, letâs practice proper form.â
You nod exhaustedly, not being able to think very clearly. Wiping the sweat to prevent it from getting into your eyes, you put your legs hip width apart as Sukuna gets behind you to observe your form. You bend down, trying to sit back onto your hips as best as possible, but as soon as your ass grazes Sukunaâs crotch, you lose the form in your back in surprise. âSorryââ
âThat was wrong.â Sukunaâs voice is in your ear as he puts his hands on your hips, and you are dizzy with the contact. âHere.â Both of you squat down, Sukunaâs hard body moving right behind you, and at the lowest position, Sukunaâs thumb roves over the fat of your ass, and they leave your hips to trace up your back. âYour back should be neutral, otherwise youâre going to hurt yourself.â
âOâokay,â you breathily reply, dizzy with the way he was touching you. If you listened closely, it almost sounded as if you were whimpering. Unfortunately for you, it seemed like Sukuna was more observant than you had hoped because he was looking at you in suspicion, eyes raking up and down your figure to observe your appearance. Disheveled, chest rising rapidly, sweat dripping right in the middle of your breastsâ
Sukuna, out of nowhere, grabs your hand and begins walking away. âCome with me. Youâre not doing them right.â
Soon, youâre led into one of the gymâs stretching roomsâthe private ones, the ones meant for Sukuna to help you after the workout.Â
âSukuna, what are weââ you breathlessly ask, but youâre quickly shushed by Sukuna as he hoists himself on the massage table.
âCome here,â he motions to his lap, and you wordlessly follow his directions, sitting directly on top of his lap, gasping as you realize thereâs a bulge making contact with your pussy. âWeâre going to try an alternative way of doing squats, one that involves a bit more cardio.â He pulls down his sweatpants, blushing, furious cock springing out as he pulls down your yoga pants.
Soon, youâre moaning as you slowly take in his cock, sliding down as his precum and your copious amount of slick mix and drip onto his pelvis. Your feet are on either side of his legs, making you squat every time you lower yourself down on his length.
âFuck! Youâre so tight.â He slaps your ass as you bounce yourself rapidly on his cock. âPretended to not know how to squat just for me to put this fat cock in you, isnât that right?â
You didnât have the capacity to answer, just moan as his cock hits your spot. Unsatisfied with your pace, Sukuna flips you both over until your back is on the table.Â
âOh fuck yea,â Sukuna pants, hips pistoning into you rapidly, effectively fucking you into the table, and his quads are bulging in sheer strength as they clench and unclench in reflection of his pleasure. âDidnât know my client had such a sweet pussy.â
KAMO CHOSO ⸺ SHE ORDERS BIG SAUSAGE PIZZA AND GETS HER DEEP DICK CRAVINGS FILLED! (the title is so ridiculous im crying)
âYour totalâs $14.93. Youâre five bucks short.â The delivery boyâan emo looking guy with hair in space bunsâresponds to the wad of cash and coins you had just given him. He couldnât look any less bored than he was as he stared down impassively at you, hot, steaming pizza in one hand.
"Wait, but I ordered a small?" You ask him in confusion. "I couldn't possibly finish a large one by myself!"
He pulls out your receipt from where it was tucked into the pizza box. "Your order said a large." Upon glancing on it, you look that he was indeed correctâright next to your pizza, the size LARGE glared at you through the sheen of the reciept's paper.
"Oh," You said, dumbly, blinking in confusion. "Well, I can pay the rest in card if that's okay."
You get an impassive "I don't have a card reader."
"Oh, okay," you laugh nervously, hand going up to scratch the back of your head and fiddle with the rest of your fingers. "Okay, well," you squinted at his nametag, "Choso, let me just check the remaining cash I have. You can come inside if you'd like."Â
He comes inside, dropping off the pizza you ordered on your kitchen counter as he makes his way to sit on your couch. You go to your bedroom, checking your desk drawer for any loose cash you may have stored but to no avail. Heart racing and nervous, you frantically search the upper shelf of your room, on your tiptoes as you look for your money jar, praying that there was a 5 dollar piece of cash lying around. Instead, your fingers crash against some book propped on it, tumbling down onto the floor with a large thud!
You hear footsteps coming up to your bedroom door. Choso, standing near the door. "You good?"
"Yea," you strain, still reaching up high to grasp at the jar. "I'm just trying to find somethiââ
The heat of Choso's body surrounds you as he presses closer to you, reaching up effortlessly to grab at the money jar. His groin presses against your backside, acutely aware of his breaths as he passes you the jar.Â
Which is empty.
"Fuck!" you curse. You turn, looking at Choso in anxiousness, as you notice he hasn't backed away at all. "I'm sorry, but is there any alternative way to pay for the pizza? Again, I'm really really sorry for the hassle."
"You have to pay for the food in some sort of way," he says with a stony face. Your mind is racing, thinking of ways you could pay but coming up short.
As a result, you end up with your face stuffed against your pillow, the hot delivery boy plowing and drilling his cock into you.Â
"Fuck, so irresponsible. Couldn't even pay for the pizza she ordered without a stranger's cock inside of her." At his dirty talk, you whimper and squeeze your pussy, Choso groaning as a result.
"What was that?" He grabs your hair and pulls your face up as his tongue traces the frame of your ear. "What were you trying to say, you cockslut?"
"'M sorry!" You squealed and babbled, eliciting little ah! ah! ah!'s as he continues bumping his cockhead against the gooey spot inside your pussy.
"Yea, you better be. Wasting my fucking time. I'm going to come inside, got it?" Choso growls as he continues pistoning his hips inside.
GETO SUGURU ⸺ ANIME GIRL GETS HER PUSSY FINGERED ON PUBLIC TRAIN!
He pulls you in for a deep kiss while rutting inside you. "Aren't you my good girl? Taking this cock for me like a good girl?" You squeal, blabbering nonsense as he fucks you into next TuesdayâŚ
You read the smut from your favorite author on Tumblr, devouring each word while remaining stony faced as the train rocked underneath your feet. In the corner facing the doors, you made sure that you were angled in such a way that no one would be able to see the filthy things you were reading on your screen.Â
However, the metro was slowing down and you looked up quicklyâwhich was painful, considering you were so invested in the storyâto make sure it wasn't your stop. As the rush of foot traffic simultaneously populated and vacated the metro, you paid no attention to the people behind you. After all, other people would be too busy on their phones to see what you were reading, right?
"You're going to take this cum, right? I'm going to breed you, my sweet, sweet girl." He laughs. You take a moment to take in his pretty features. Long hair, beautiful face, all filled with lust for you...
You scan the words, blush evident on your face as your favorite writer has done it yet again. Adjusting, you squeezed your thighs for relief and toyed with the hem of your skirt, failing to notice the soft breaths trailing down the back of your neck just because of how enthralled and taken you were with the plot.
And then, a hand trailed up your thigh, catching you by alarm. You almost drop your phone in your rush to turn and look at the creep that was touching you, ready to beat the shit out of him.Â
But when you do turn, you stop and widen your eyes. The man in front of you seems even prettier than the fictional man you were reading about, and you take him in as he rubs circles on your thigh. His sultry eyes rake down your figure, his lips pulled back in a knowing smirk. "That's some filthy shit you're reading."
Looking at him, your heart starts beating faster solely because of the promise of what his hands would do as they were currently softly stroking your thighs, getting closer and closer to going under your shirt. "IâIâuh sorryâIâ"
"It's okay, pretty girl." He gives you a kiss on the side of your neck. "Continue reading it. Can you do that, baby?"
You nod, not trusting your voice. Coincidentally, you're at the part where the man helps the girl masturbate, rubbing and teasing her pussy up and down. The man behind you does the same, teasing your lips while refusing to delve inside your panties, no matter how badly you want him to do.
"That feel good?"
You whimper. "Yesâahâit feels good. Please touch me on my pussy directly. Please."
The man behind you chuckles, and your knees buckle at how rich his voice is. You would join a cult for this man. "Since you asked so nicely, I will. Call me Suguru."
His fingers pull your panties aside and enters, soon knuckle deep inside your cunt, and as quietly as you can, you moan his name as he continues fingering you in front of all the strangers on the train. His hips press closer to your ass, and you throb even more at the huge bulge heâs sporting. Heâs sloppily licking on the outside of your ear, right where youâre sensitive, and you shiver and lose yourself in the pressure even more.
The pleasure was building in you steadily and Suguru groans. âThatâs right, take it all.â
You almost jump when the PA sounds. "The next stop is Shinjuku."
âThatâs my stop. You have to cum before then, or you wonât be able to cum,â Suguru whispers in your ear, speeding up and hitting your g-spot with precision. There are tears forming in your eyes as you make an effort to stay quiet, especially with Suguru giving seductive kisses to your sensitive neck.Â
âFuck, you got so tight,â he groans. âGonna cum?â He uses his thumb to rub fast circles on your clit, and you see stars.Â
âI willâI will,â you cry, as the throbbing and pulsing sensation grows faster and faster until finally, you cum with a muffled cry, because Suguru has his fingers in your mouth to ensure you donât scream out on this very, very public train. âSqueezing my fingers so much, relax,â Suguru laughs, popping his slick-coated fingers in his mouth. âYou gonna do that to my dick next?â
NANAMI KENTO ⸺ BEAUTIFUL WIFE HAS TO FUCK HER HUSBAND'S BOSS! (NTR)
âMr. Nanami,â you scrape a hand through your hair and clear your throat. âYou wanted to see me?âÂ
For a moment, your husbandâs handsome boss eyes you down, catching on the top button of your blouse currently unbuttoned. You mainly did it because of nervousness, the heat of the room escalating with Nanami Kentoâs presence. After a long bout of intimidating silence, he finally speaks. âI assume you can guess why you are here?â
You bounce your knee as you sit across from the man, and you suddenly start sweating. Of course you can guess. Your bum of a husbandâthe one currently under your chargeâneglects to do his deliverables, choosing to take comfort in the fact that you were his higher-up to trust that he would not be getting terminated for his lack of responsibility.Â
But what he doesnât know is that youâve been begging Nanami not to fire him, despite the propelling and clear reasons to do so. And you fear the day he finally chooses to stop listening to you.Â
âTeam leader, Iâm going to need much more convincing. Your team has been decreasing in productivity ever since your husband joined, and itâs hindering the company,â he reminds you stoically. âIâve seen you working overtime far too frequently to cover up for your spouseâs negligence.â
You wish time would speed up just to get this difficult conversation with. âIâIâm going to be honest, Mr. Nanami. I donât have much warrant to continue having him on the team, but it would put my family in muchâŚemotional conflict if this were to happen.â The said emotional conflict would really only be from your husband. Youâre sure heâs going to take this as an excuse to drink himself silly, blaming you for not being able to keep him employed. Your throat dries as you finally meet eyes with your boss, silently pleading him to come up with a solution.
âI see.â Nanami crosses his arms. âI suppose there is aâŚfavor you could do for me.â
At that, you perk up and nod your head frantically. âOf course. Anything.â
Which is why you find yourself bent over Nanamiâs desk, his cock drilling inside you. Heâs ripped your stockings, pulled up your miniskirt, and put your panties to the side as he moans about how sweet your pussy feels. âIâve been waiting for this forever. Tell me, is my cock better than his?â
âIt is!â you squeal. âYouâre soâso big!â
Nanami moans as he ruts inside you, your walls squeezing him tight. âDarling, I câcan tell he doesnât treat you right. You are so tight around me, pussyâs been waiting for a while for a real man.âÂ
You moan and curse, blabbering affirmations while his dick impales you. Even though Nanami is the one whoâs owed the favor here, his hands wind their way around your body to rub at your clit, simulating you even more, making you sob. âPlease donât stop!â
âI wonât ever, sweetheart,â he pants. âIâm going to finish inside her, okay? Make sure to keep it in when you go home and greet your husband.â
FUSHIGURO TOJI ⸺ BABE GETS IMMEDIATELY DESTROYED IN NAKED WRESTLING (WITH AN AUDIENCE) (find extended ver here!)
Cheers surround you as you step into the arena. You know who your opponent isâ-Fushiguro Toji. Even when you looked at his pictures earlier, you knew you were doomed. No matter what angle the photographer took the photos in, his muscles seemed to be bulging, effectively spelling out the sore defeat you were about to face today.
And there he is. Him in the flesh. Heâs leaning against the boxing ringâs outer borders, head tilted back lazily while his manager, Shiu, was informing him quickly (and intensely) about the rules of today.
Nothing crazy. Only fuck when all clothes are off of her.
The way his neck is tilted back, compression shirt showing off his upper physique made you weak in the knees already. Additionally, judging based off of the bulge he seemed to be sporting in his grey sweatpants, you knew you were doubly fucked.
Shiu seems to be done talking, so he steps back and takes a seat. Toji leans his head back, rolling his neck to stretch it out, and in the middle of doing so, catches your eye.
You almost drench your panties.
His eyes darken, giving you a sultry look as he cheekily winks. While his cocky demeanor was warranted (he was much stronger and bigger than you), your cheeks heated up in both arousal and irritation.
The sound of a whistle is heard as music starts to play. The stadiumâs screens flashes the cocky image of Toji, who saunters in the middle of the ring, flexing his muscles to his screaming fans.
When your signature theme plays, you do the same, to no shortage of fans yourself. You can feel everyone in the stadium, especially your male fans, rove over your figure. Youâre wearing a very low cut top that displays the swell of your boobs and even tighter shorts that squeeze your ass and show off the shape of your pussy. As you walk towards Toji, you can feel his heavy gaze on you as you nervously shake his hand.
âTry to last long, okay?â Toji smirks, patting your shoulder. âIâll try to drag this out as much as I can, but itâs gonna be fuckin hard if that ass is grinding against me.â
You glare at him, but thereâs not much intensity there. âYea, yea,â you huff. âFor all I know, youâll be my personal dildo today.â
And the fuckerâs smile widens. âLet the games begin.â
Soon enough, the sound of the whistle draws you towards each other, keeping each other in a lock to tackle the other down in an objective to take off layers of their clothing. Your fans cheer when you have Toji underneath you for a split second, only for female ones to become more riotous as he easily overtakes you, pins your hands down, and wrenches your shorts off of you.
âToji is currently in the lead!â The announcerâs voice in the stadium echoes of your defeat as you flail around, now bottoms only covered by your panties. Deciding to pull out your signature move, you maneuver so your thighs surround Tojiâs waist and hump your hips against his bulge. This momentarily distracts and weakens Toji, and you take full advantage of it by overtaking him and now straddling him. You quickly take off his shirt, salivating at the muscles you see. The whole stadium, in fact, can his abs and pecs glistening with sweat.
Your attention is back to Toji as he chuckles darkly. âYouâre going to regret that. I was going to drag this out, princess, but I gotta fuck the brat out of you.â With that, he puts his whole body weight on you and strips you down one by one.
The arena cheers as your lace bra is uncovered, your sweat shining on the screen as your breasts are displayed. Toji then unhooks your bra, and the roars get even louder as your tits pop out. He takes a moment to grope them, your whines ignored as he pinches your nipples. âWhat a sensitive girl,â he coos. âToo bad she was too weak. Now sheâs going through to have to take my cock.
With that, he finally unveils your glistening pussy for all eyes to see and the crowd goes wild, chanting for Toji to finish inside you. Toji flips you over so youâre on your hands and knees and pulls down his pants.
You donât look back at the monster thatâs about to enter you for the sake of your mental health, but your legs are shaking in anticipation of his cock, slick dripping down your thighs.
âFuck.â And Tojiâs slowly entering you, the humiliating plap! plap! plap! of his hips against the flesh of your ass echoing multiple strangers watch your pussy get wrecked. âThe fuck this pussyâs so tight for? Thought you were a slut?â
Youâre tearing up, but not fucked out enough to prevent you from snarkily replying, âYouâre not turning me on, small dick.â
He did not like that very much.
Toji drills his hips into yours faster and slaps your ass multiple times consecutively. âYea, so why is she clenching so fucking much? Why is she dripping? Just for that, Iâm going to come inside of your slutty pussy.â
The crowd chants cum, cum, cum! and Toji just does that. Ropes of his cum fill you, and you drop down in exhaustion to hear Toji declared as winner.
GOJO SATORU ⸺ GIRL GETS FUCKED BY PEEPING TOM NEXT DOOR!
You sigh, extending your back and un clipping your bra, letting your tits bounce free after a long, long week of college. It was finally Friday night, and with no one in the house due to a party the rest of your family was attending, you could finally enjoy your time home on the holidays, starting with a solo session.
You clench your thighs in anticipation as you scrolled your phone, seeking an audio you could masturbate to. And you were close to finding one, until you felt eyes on you.
These eyes were nothing new. The boy next door, Gojo Satoru, has also been your crush since middle school. Even though neither of you have ever made a move, youâve made bold moves since starting college, stripping with the blinds open to give him a show. You had kind of had a sixth sense as to when the fucker would start watching you, and it flared as you slowly dragged your hands down. Bending over and shaking your ass, you slipped your skimpy shorts down your legs, giving him a clear view of your wet pussy.
But masturbating wasnât enough for today. None of the college frat bros could make you cum, no matter how much they boasted about their fuckin roster, and you were tired of Satoru just watching. Just seeing him work out shirtless in his lawn, sun shining his sweat to give him a golden halo, was enough to make you sick, hungry for his dick. The way he was so shy and the mannerisms he had (as a loser) let you know he had a big fucking dick.
Needless, to say, you were tired of just fantasizing and speculating about his dick. Turning around, the moonlight allowed you to see the silhouette of his wrist moving up and down his length, even if he had tried to make his best effort to darken his rooms. Putting on your best show of an angry face, you grab your phone aggressively and dial his number.
The line rings, and he picks up. âHey,â and you can tell heâs a little breathless. âlong time no see. Whatâs up?â
âCut the fucking act out,â you spit. âI know youâve been fucking watching me, perv.â
Satoruâs panic is comically obvious over the phone as he rushes his words. âWait, waitâlisten, IâI can explain.â
âOn how youâre being a peeping tom?â You glare at his window. âCome over, Gojo. Then Iâll listen to your fucking explanation.â
One thing leads to another, and now youâre spread out on your childhood bed, Gojo whimpering and whining as he plows his dick into your pussy. âYou feel soâso good. Mâ sorryâsorry for doing that. Your pussy is too good for me to look at.â
You laugh meanly and grab his chin. âYou feel sorry yet, you pervert?â And Satoru can only cry out as you yank his head. âRemember, this is the only fucking thing youâre good at. Being my glorified dildo. Got it? Now, youâre going to fill me up only after you make me cum at least two times.â
a/n yea this was depravedâŚ.lmk what yall think tho đ
comment and reblog Iâd love to hear your thoughts! (also, requests are open heheh)
NEW: part 2 here!
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I've managed to avoid going to see my maternal grandparents in France but at what cost (deep, profound shame).
#context: they live in bumfuck nowhere southern area the next town over is top 5 worst most boring place in the country#you can't get anywhere without a car#it's close to the beach but not close enough without a car AND it's NOT the cĂ´te d'azur lemme tell you#you can't even go on a walk bc 1) mosquitoes 2) the heat 3) the sights suck ass#like there's no hidden charm or anything. out of ALL the gorgeous places in France (of which there are PLENTY) my gps decided on THAT#did i mention my grandparents are separated but live together bc they got married in the sexist 60s? so my grandma doesn't own shit?#and my grandfather is senile in all the worst ways and she has to care for him bc he has dozens of medical issues#there's at least one or two fights between them when we go there and he is a grade A asshole#to give you an idea: my mom once said ''she wouldn't want people to not want to go to her funeral''#so yeah not even his children like him#my aunt who lives close by (1h30m in car lmao) is a secondary school teacher so it's always complaining complaining complaining#and i'm stuck listening to people 50+ who are completely disconnected from me bc they haven't had a proper conversation with me since 2012#''oh why don't you travel with friends instead?'' i'm ashamed to admit i lack independence and drive to do so. and i barely have friends#i want to really badly. i keep telling my friend who lives between granada/coimbra i should come see her but i don't know how to begin#it's so embarrassing at my age to be this helpless and i hate it#i'm in my twenties! i should move around and try new stuff! but i'm so afraid my inexperience and immaturity will show#i keep turning to my mom for help and that also doesn't help bc without her i don't push myself forth#i'm just so ashamed of being myself rn#this turned into one hell of a vent#me.txt
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i'm going to be in so much shit bc there was apparently no responses in our store survey
#and that's a part of my job#is making sure associates at cash are mentioning it#i admit i got lazy during christmas#but i've been trying to get back to it#but it doesn't help when managers don't have the staff meetings in the mornings anymore#we barely had any in the evening to begin with#like i can talk to a greater amount of people at our meetings that talking to the 2 cashiers i have throughout the day#and since the hours are shit for part timers#i only see a majority of them once a week (if i'm lucky)
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BETTER THAN YOUR BOYFRIEND! â JJK MEN
SYNOPSIS...what happens when your boyfriend cheats on you and you look towards your best friend for help
INFO...jjk men (toji, gojo, geto, nanami) x fem!reader, reader gets cheated on, riding, sending a video to your ex, oral (f!receiving), car sex, kinda cute/some fluff in the beginning, pet names (doll, princess, baby, sweetheart), creampie, possessiveness, choking, not proofread
OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated
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TOJI
When you showed up on Tojiâs doorstep in the middle of the night with tears pouring down your face he was more than ready to kill whoever made your cry. He wasnât surprised when you told him your shitty boyfriend had cheated on you and not with just one girl but multiple. Toji never liked your boyfriend, he could tell that guy was up no to good from the start, reading him like a book. Heâd be sure to beat the shit out of him once he helped you gain composure.
âIâm sorry for showing up so late,â you hiccuped as he wiped your tears.
âDonât worry about it, doll. You know Iâm always here for you.â He gave you a soft smile. Toji hated to see you this way, you were too pretty to be crying over some guy who looked like he crawled from the sewers. âThat guy was a piece of shit. You deserve better.â
âBut, every guy Iâve been with or tried to be with has done me so wrong!â It only made more tears spill from your eyes. Toji engulfed you in a hug, rubbing your back. âToji?â You sniffled.
âYeah?â He pulled away from you, wiping your tears again.
âKiss me. Right now,â you demanded. You had to see for yourself if what youâve been feeling these last couple of weeks was absolutely true. Toji had zero clue, but youâve been thinking about him way too much, more than a best friend should, feeling more than a best friend should. And when he planted his lips on yours, cupping your face, kissing you like a starved man, you didnât quite expect your tears of sadness to be turned into tears of pleasure.
âNnngh, Toji!â You moaned, his fat tip rubbing against your g-spot with each thrust of his hips. Your arms clung around his neck, fingers resting in his black silky hair.
âCanâtâmmm, fuckâbelieve heâd cheat on you! His fucking loss!â He growled in your ear, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist, hugging you close to him. Your pussy clenched down around him, milking him for his every worth, juices dripping down his length and onto his balls. âSo tight, dollâoh shit!â He grunted. Lewd sounds of his balls slapping against your ass filled the room, echoing off the walls around you. âBeen wanting you forever, craving you.â
Your brows furrow in pleasure, barely able to contain your moans as you and Toji stare into each others eyes. âM-me too!â You whimper, nodding your head at him. You lips messily interlock, tongue gliding against one another, swallowing each others moans.
âLetâs show him what heâs missing, baby.â He smirks, reaching for your phone on the couch. His thrusts come to a stop, clicking on your now ex boyfriendâs contact and opening the camera to record a video. âGo nice and slow for me,â he says huskily.
Slowly, you move your hips up and down his thick shaft, whimpering when you feel him throb against your walls. Toji angles the camera up, a devious look in his eye. He moves it back down when you start to move faster, you sloppy pussy squelching when you slam your hips down on his. Toji slaps your ass a few times before grabbing it, guiding your hips to go slower once again. âThatâs it, doll. Good fucking girl,â he lowly chuckles in your ear. Toji ends the video, sending it and tossing the phone to the side.
âI canât believe we actually did that,â you giggle, biting down on your lip. Not even one minute passed before your phone began ringing, vibrating on the couch but you were too busy getting your brains fucked out to even notice. âAh, youâre so deep,â you mewl, the curve of his dick making your back arch.
âBetter get used to it cause we wonât be stopping anytime soon.â He placed a wet kiss on your neck, sloppily thrusting into your poor pussy. âYouâre my girl now.â Heâs slamming your hips back down on his cock, fucking you deeply, making sure every inch of him is coated in your juices. He quickly pulls out, jerking his cock before thick globs of cum coat your skin before heâs inserting himself back inside your dripping entrance. Neither of you noticing the five missed calls and fifteen unread texts from your ex.
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GOJO
As soon as you called Gojo crying, he basically teleported to your house. When he learned that your boyfriend had cheated on you and you kicked him out, he was the least bit shocked. For the past month youâve told Gojo that your boyfriend has been acting off, and finally the truth came to light.
âIâm so sorry,â he frowned, rubbing the top of your head as you cried into his chest. It hurt Gojo to see you like this, constantly seeing you get hurt by these shitty guys who didnât know any better. He had a massive crush on for the longest time and heâs always been afraid to say anything. Heâd treat you better, treat you the way youâve always deserved.
âI just donât it, Toru! Is it me? Did I do something wrong?â You frowned.
âNo, no! Itâs not you all! Youâre absolutely perfect. Heâs a fucking asshole for not seeing that sooner. Youâre kind, funny, smart, and beautiful. Youâre everyoneâs dream girl, y/n.â It may have sounded like he was only trying to be nice, but in reality he was speaking from his heart.
âAwe, Toru, thank you,â you giggled through your tears. Gojo looked at you few seconds, the most sincere expression written on his face.
So how, in only a few minutes, did he make you go from giggling to moaning like bitch in heat?
âFeel better, princess?â He mumbles against your cunt, sucking on your swollen and sensitive clit. âPlease tell me you feel better,â he whines.
âToruâmmph! Whatâsâah! Oh my god!â He slides his long, slender fingers into your sopping hole, pumping them in and out, curling them up slightly. Your jaw falls slack at the way his tongue expertly explores your folds, licking up every last drop of your essence. Your hand clings to his fluffy white hair, his hands pushing your legs open each time they threat to close around his head.
âTaste so good, princess. Just like I imaginedâmmm,â he moans at your delectable taste, ignoring the way your squirming in his hold and clenching around his fingers as your second orgasm approaches. His captivating eyes flutter open to look at you, watching the way you lose yourself on his tongue. He could tell your boyfriendâex boyfriend has never pleasured you like this before, let alone made you cum.
âFuck!â You gasp. âFeels so goodâhah, shit! Toruuu!â You cry out, legs quivering when the tip of his tongue runs back and forth over your clit.
âPromise me something, yeah?â He moves his fingers in and out of your sloppy hole slowly, bringing you right on the edge. âBe mine? Iâll treat you so good, princess. Been wanting to for the longest time, god, youâre so fucking perfect. Please?â He presses soft kisses to your thighs that make your breath hitch.
âYouâre confessing now?!â You chuckle, trying to catch your breath.
Gojo smiles up at you. âIs that a yes?â He quirks a brow. He presses the pads of his fingers against your g-spot massaging slowly.
âAh,â you bite down on your lip, âyouâre no fair!â You run your fingers through his hair. âItâs a yessssuhh.â Youâre barely able to get the word out before he dips his head between your legs again, his wet tongue circling your clit. âShit, shit, shit, Iâm cumming again!â Your head is thrown back as your entire body shakes with pleasure.
âThank you, princess,â Gojo murmurs.
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NANAMI
Nanami noticed you havenât been yourself for the past couple of days and he didnât dare to ask but he had a feeling it had something to do with that obnoxious and egotistical boyfriend of yours. It always had something to do with him no matter what. He didnât think of it when you asked him if you can come over and watch a movie, but not even five minutes in the door you start explaining everything. You didnât cry, just talked and talked about it, venting about the situation. He was glad to be an ear. Heâll always be here to help.
âIâm just so frustrated and I hate feeling this way!â You rolled your eyes.
âMaybe you need to deal with it in other ways rather than venting,â he suggested.
âLike what? Drinking my problems away? Iâd rather not.â You shook your head, waving your hand in dismissal.
What didnât cross your mind was the fact your best friend was talking about having you bent over, fucking you into the mattress. âK-Ken! F-fuck!â Your eyes squeeze shut when he thrusts his hips harder, the tip of his swollen cock pressing into your sweet spot.
His thick fingers squeeze into your plush skin, pulling you back onto his cock. He leans over next to your ear, breath fanning against your skin sweaty skin. âHe doesnât know how to handle a woman like you. Not like I do.â He peppers kisses down your back, a contrast of you screaming his name.
Your walls squeeze around him at his words, your pussy somehow growing wetter than it already was, creating a sloppy and sticky mess where you two met. Your hands grasped the sheets below. âYes, Ken, handle me, show me you can handle me!â You grit your teeth, looking back at him.
A feral growl escapes his throat, blonde hair clinging to his sweaty forehead. He reaches a hand down, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushes your head into the mattress, the sound of skin to skin slapping against each other growing constant as he fucks your hard and deep with such a grueling pace. âI can handle you, sweetheart,â he chuckles deeply. âBetter than your boyfriend.â He licks his lips.
âMmmâah, yes!â You laugh with a smile. âEx.â Youâre quick to correct.
âWho gives a fuck what he isâhah, shit, sweetheart, gripping me so damn tight.â Heâs so focused on the way your ass ripples against his hips, addicted to how warm and wet your cunt is. It was hypnotizing. Your jaw hung open, eyes rolled back, drool spilling from the corner of your mouth and onto the bed below you. Each rut of his hips had you going stupid, barely able to think.
Successfully, you can say that his method of dealing with your problems has worked better than you couldâve imagined. âFeel so good inside me! Donât stop!â You cry out, voice wavering. The stretch of his cock against your gummy walls had you craving more. So much more to the point you wanted to feel all of him. âCum in me.â Youâre bitting down your lip so hard youâre afraid youâll draw blood.
Those three words have Nanamiâs eyes wide in excitement. His body runs hot, your words making the blood rush straight to his pulsating cock. âD-donât say stuffâmmphâlike that,â he grunts.
âI thought you could handle me?â Youâre smirking, playing with fire. His rough hands grip onto your hips harder, hard enough to leave bruises. Each thrust of his ragged hips shoots bolts of pleasure through your core.
His brows furrow in concentration, grunts and growls mixing in with your moans as his abs tense up, body jolting forward as his sloppily thrusts into your greedy hole. âI can handle you better than anyone else and you know it!â His hand swats your ass, a loud smack cracking in the air. âNngh, shit!â Before he knows it, his tip kisses your cervix, pulling you back on his cock as his hot cum paints your walls.
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GETO
When you told Geto about your boyfriend cheating on you, he knew youâd needed to be comforted despite what you said. So he planned a day just for you to do your favorite things in attempts to take your mind off of things, but he could see that you were still thinking about it deep down. The both of you sat in the car, watching over the city lights while music quietly played on the radio. The orange sunset casted a hue over the world, shining brightly.
âIâm sorry I just canât get it out of my head.â You pout, fiddling with your fingers. âI appreciate you doing this, Suguru.â
âOf course, y/n. Itâs the least I could do.â He gave a half smile, caressing your back.
âIt just keeps replaying over and over in my head,â you shut your eyes, âI hate it. Nothing takes my mind off of it no matter what!â You ran your hand over your face, slouching in the passenger seat.
âWell, thereâs something we havenât tried yet.â Geto raised a brow, shrugging his shoulders.
âWhat?â You asked, confused.
Minutes later your knees are to your chest, the sheer force of his hips rocking your body into the seat of the car. Strands from his messy bun cling to his forehead, sweat dripping between the divots of his abs. His calloused hand presses down on your lower abdomen, the pad of his thumb reaching down to rub your neglected clit. âSugu!â You cry out, tears pricking the corner of your eyes.
The car shakes with his feral and animalistic thrusts, the curve of his cock finding your sweet spot, knocking the breath out of you. Youâre panting and gasping, clawing at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. âCome on, baby, you can do it.â His lips quirk up into a smirk, his hand reaching out, slipping his fingers into your mouth to suck on. âLet it all go for me.â He moves at a rapid pace, your eyes rolling back and your body going limp, hands falling to your sides.
He removes his fingers from your mouth, his hands gliding down to your throat, fingers ghosting over your skin before he carefully wraps his hand around it, gripping it firmly. âIâll make you forget everything about him. You want that, donât you? Fill that pretty little head of yours with nothing else but me.â His sultry words send shivers down your spine. A devilish chuckle escapes from him when he feels you flutter around his throbbing length. âNnngh,â he plants a wet kiss on your jaw, âcum for me.â
âFuck, fuck, fuck! Iâm cumming!â You scream, eyes widening at the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you. âYes, yes!â You squeal, legs shaking as he continues to rub your clit, dragging every last bit of your orgasm out of you.
His heavy balls slap against your ass at a rough pace, threatening to spill his seed inside of you. âWant to mark you, show that asshole who youâve always belonged to!â Sinful eyes stare back at you.
Fat tears roll down your cheeks. âIâm yours! Iâm y-yours! Ahh!â He puts more pressure on your clit, your body jolting, squirming beneath him.
âHah, fuck, baby!â He moans, jaw falling open as he tosses his head back. He clenches his jaw, grunting as he keeps the same fervent tempo. He watches the way your filthy pussy clings to him so tightly, your juices forming a ring at the base of his cock, creating a sticky, slimy mess. His thrusts grow hasty, hungry for his orgasm, itching to see you coated in his cum.
He bullies his cock into your cunt, snarling and moaning at how rapidly his orgasm was nearing. He pulled out of you with a drawn out moan and instinctively your soft hand wrapped around his cock, pumping him until you felt warm cum drip onto your stomach.
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