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need

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i want the sadness fucked out of me, i want him to wipe my tears away as he’s balls deep inside me, squishing me with his weight as he goes “shh, shh, it’s okay, pretty girl. it’s okay.”

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hey guys i’ve been being a MASSIVE slut so i’ve been gone. like literally got fucked dumb last night with rick and morty playing in the background.

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gojo listens to city girls

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You dead?

hehe no. i am still living just doing different things w me life rn. also literally everytime i try to write it is ass and a half, so no i’m not dead my brain is just weird.

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LEWRT HAVE MERCYYYY 🙇🏾‍♀️

Ifk if I'm in time for the sleepover or not but I feel like we need to talk about Frank's crying kink some more like when he's in his more primal moods I think it would absolutely fuel his kinky ass if you started crying just a bit but also he would be so sweet afterwards in making sure you're okay

crying kink with frank is filled with taunting and the pity voice, it'd be heavenly.

you're a whimpering and moaning mess and the pleasure is just too much for you. tears are forming in your eyes with every thrust. frank smiles when he sees the tears getting ready to fall. "aw, why the tears, sweetheart? is my dick that good?" frank readjusts and is holding your legs up and out- getting the perfect view of your body.

"let it out, sweetheart." it's a harsh thrust making you cry out and the tears fall. "there it is, there's the tears! c'mon, tell me how good i'm making that pussy feel"

join the sleepover!

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"x black reader"

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erwin’s big nose and dilf-like demeanor gives me the strong urge to sit on his face 🙇🏾‍♀️

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re-entering my slut era

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LAWD HAVE MERTHY 👴🏿

(x)

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fuck this handmaids tale country.

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Please can we have part 2 of that roommate Drabble of eren?! Of you’re not busy Ofc <33

very unfortunate that you ask this bc my brain does not do what i tell it to, and therefore when i want to write i simply cannot. i don’t think there will be a part 2, but feel free to fill in the blanks by writing another part of this yourself or asking someone else who has a functioning brain to continue the story. really sorry but my brain is not cooperating, which is also why i don’t post often.

thank you very much for liking it though 😊

i might come back to it one day idk

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the aggression toward eren bc of that fic i wrote makes me giggle 🤭

he deserves aggression tbh 🤷🏾‍♀️

[tj-ivy]

the aggression toward eren bc of that fic i wrote makes me giggle 🤭

he deserves aggression tbh 🤷🏾‍♀️

[tj-ivy]

Please can we have part 2 of that roommate Drabble of eren?! Of you’re not busy Ofc <33

very unfortunate that you ask this bc my brain does not do what i tell it to, and therefore when i want to write i simply cannot. i don’t think there will be a part 2, but feel free to fill in the blanks by writing another part of this yourself or asking someone else who has a functioning brain to continue the story. really sorry but my brain is not cooperating, which is also why i don’t post often.

thank you very much for liking it though 😊

i might come back to it one day idk

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me when i lie 😘

lol the wayyyyy i lied. im not posting another thingy today but maybe probably tmrw :)

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roommate!eren who loves to fuck with you. it's so obvious you have a little crush on him. you're always just so nice to him despite his antics. you're always baking cookies when he asks you to, and cleaning the house after he throws a party while you're gone for a night or two. you're just so sweet to him. and, he loves to see his sweet little roommate even the slightest bit annoyed.

god, the way you react when he teases you. you shiver n squirm after he calls you 'pretty girl' or 'sweetheart.' his absolute favorite way to tease you is to bring different girls over late at night and fuck them so good that you hear their squeals and pussy squelches through the thin walls.

he loves it—the thought of making you jealous—ugh, it makes his dick hard. so hard, that for the past month he's brought home a new girl just to make you a little more jealous. he wants to see how far he can push you before your sweet little attitude turns sour. he knows you're listening, and whimpering as you use your little fingers to try to fill your cunt, desperately wishing that they were eren's.

mornings have been about the same, too. you wake up, bags feeling heavier than the day before because of your lack of sleep. you trudge to the kitchen, and surprise surprise whatever girl was getting their back blown by eren the night before would take her little walk of shame with eren slowly trailing behind her to close the door. he always turns and greets you with a sweet, low and raspy, "good morning." from there, you pick your sickeningly sweet attitude out of your seething jealousy, and carry on with your day.

but, today. today, you were tired. eren had been fucking another random girl. the only difference this time from all the other times was that you had asked eren to keep it down because you really need to sleep.

in fact, you walked straight into his bedroom earlier the day before just to ask him in your sugary sweet tone, "hey eren, could you please keep it down tonight? please? I just have class in the morning at like 8:30 and-" He cut you off and chuckled a bit, "ok, ok, i'll try to keep it down, sweetheart." while tapping the side of your waist. you responded with a simple "thank you." and, with that you smiled sweetly and were off to accomplish whatever else you needed to for the day.

you expected him to do what he said, and "try to keep it down." but, to your dismay, he brought another girl over. this time, it sounded like it was even louder. you could hear each and every one of his thrusts and every word he was spewing from his mouth. your blood was boiling. from calling the random bitch underneath him his "good girl" to hearing her scream as he seemingly hit her spot just right, it all made your simmering jealousy finally boil over.

oh, and don't think eren didn't notice. he was a little shocked at first, but was quickly amused when you started snapping at him. all he had to say was a simple "you look tired, sweetheart." and you were already yelling at him, calling him, "a loud, greasy-haired, cheap whore, who can't keep his limp ass dick in his pants." before lecturing him about why he should shut the fuck up.

when you finished your little rant, he stood in silence. not in fear or shock, but in pure amusement. you really looked like you were about to cry, and that made it even better. his lips curled into a smirk as he patronized you. "aww, you 'bout to cry?"

a weak "no" left your lips as big tears blurred your vision. "aww, baby, i think you are." he grabbed your wrist and walked you through his room and to the bathroom. he roughly squished your chubby cheeks together, forcing you to look the reflection of the mirror. "c'mon, honey. you can cry. did i make you jealous?" hot tears burned your cheeks clearing your vision to see his smug smirk in the mirror.

his hands left your cheeks and moved to your waist as your hiccups died down. keeping his eyes on your tear-filled ones in the mirror, he whispered, "let me make it up to you, yeah? I'll make you feel better before you go to class." you slowly nodded, and he turned you around to face him. he kissed your teary cheeks, and moved to kneel before you. you were perfect. just as he’d imagined. your attitude was always sweet but to him your pussy was way sweeter.