#everything is a little bit triggering lol😮‍💨

[rainbowbeanstyles]

death is just so present in our lives! in every happening in the world, in our own countries and cities, our families, in videogames, in books, in movies, in shows, in music, every little corner, it's there! it's a bit hard to nagivate this after such a big loss, it's impossible to escape from it even if i'm not even trying to... man

[icanseethefuture333]

REAL DELULU YELLIN OUT MY MAAAANS 😜🤪😝

Why are people so mad about the reading I did for Mark's ideal type?:

Oh lord 🙄 so it seems people had expectations for the reading and thought it was going to be what they thought it would to be (or even wanted) vs thinking from Mark's perspective. They are in denial of the fact that Mark could be sexually attracted to such women and are babying him??? They don't want to acknowledge the fact Mark could actually have an active dating life. The way they view him is like a child, they can't fathom the thought of Mark having sex or being with an "alluring" type of woman. It's as if they want him to be with the type of girl they think he should be dating (what are they his mother? The entitlement! I just have to laugh 🤭). Some people could even be disappointed that they don't fit his ideal type 💀. They're just choosing to fight with me *sarcastic baby voice* because they think they know their precious Markie so well 🥺! Sigh 🤧😪 Instead of going by the saying "take what resonates and leave what doesn't" they're lashing out due to having poor self esteem.

Is it multiple people or just one person that keeps sending me anons to my inbox?:

Ew 😂! It's literally just only two of the same people who can't get over it. Embarrassing. I have a feeling these two might know each other or are possibly mutuals. If not, they both share in common that Mark is their bias and they are upset and shocked to hear about his love life. They wish it could be them. How boring 😴🥱 One thinks they are tough shit but is actually scary as hell because they can only talk shit on anon 😂. The other one seems to be in their feelings. Upset about the reading perhaps? Or what I said as a response? Can't please everyone I guess 🤷🏽‍♀️

What does Mark's future spouse have to say?:

Channeled song is Twinnem by Coi Leray.

"That's my twinnem, go, best friend

We killin' 'em (Yeah)

No new friends

Get rid of them"

At the end of the day Mark's future spouse is here to stay and they do not give a fuck about how people feel about it. "OH MY GOD🤬! I am never leaving! I am never leaving, I'm in this shit forever! 😃🤞"

They are someone who is very beautiful, confident, and wealthy on their own. They could possibly be popular or famous themselves. The style and beauty of the girls in the cards is a loooot similar to what was stated in the ideal type reading 😂... but let me not trigger the masses again 😮‍💨.

Channeled message for the collective:

"Don't meet your heroes if you aren't going to accept what you see. Once people show you who they are, believe them." Phew and ain't that the truth! Let em know spirit guides 🙌🏽🙏🏽! People want to idolize and be infatuated with a projected image of a mask people in the media have to put on every single day. They would have to face the truth that they don't actually know the celebrities they love and adore, so that scares them. The reason it's so scary to them is because they'd have to be honest with themselves about what behavior they exhibited in defense of their precious idols. You guys are putting absolute strangers onto a pedestal. Everything that glitters ain't gold. These celebrities are humans just like you. Do better.

Should I piss people off even more by giving the baddies what they want for fs/ideal type readings 😝?:

The cards have spoken... It's a yes bitches 🥳🎉! Can't argue with the universe about what's my calling 😌😘☺️. By providing such readings to my followers I am making a larger scale of people happy and I am allowing them to have fun! Some of the viewers are enjoying the possibility of it maybe being them (and there ain't nothing wrong with being a little bit delulu, as long as its in a healthy manner 😌🥰 keep it cute, don't be acting crazy and obsessive now lol). I could be even awakening some of my followers higher consciousness or helping them with the ability to manifest their desire. Overall, there is a sense of community happening for myself and my followers 💖, we will be able to celebrate about it soon!

[tom-whore-dleston]

Back to Sleep

Pairing: Simu Liu x fem!reader

Genre: smut

*18+ only; please do not consume if you are younger than 18 years old*

Warnings: porn with minimal plot, mommy kink, sub! Simu, soft dom!reader, grinding, teasing, sex dream, implied shower sex, voyeurism, male masturbation, oral sex (f receiving), face sitting, cowgirl, praise kink, very slight crying kink, tit play, creampie, slight cockwarming

*Please note that you are responsible for your own media consumption. If any of these warnings trigger you or make you uncomfortable, please do not read!*

Word Count: 3000

Beta Read: my bestie love @wint3r-h3art ❤️

Notes: I guess it’s official that I now have a mommy kink 😮‍💨😮‍💨 and of course that is all thanks to thot squad and Simu Liu radiating so much subby energy, not that I’m complaining or anything lol realistically, I perceive Simu as a switch but that is another conversation that I will save for later 🤫 This fic was loosely inspired by Back to Sleep by Chris Brown but like the remix version with Usher and Zayn bc it’s a lot nastier than the original and y’all know me, the filthier the better lmfao

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Your eyes fluttered open to the sound of faint whimpers and the rustling of the bedsheets. Turning over on your other side, you realized that Simu had unraveled his arms around you in his sleep. He was lying down on his front side, arms tucked under his pillow. Your boyfriend had looked so peaceful as his chiseled back rose and fell from his breathing.

“Mmm...yeah…” Simu muttered with his eyes still closed, unconsciously rutting his groin into the mattress. Now you were wide awake. After realizing that Simu was having a sex dream about you, there was no way you could simply fall back to sleep. Simu continued moaning and humping the bed, causing your pussy to be slickened in excitement.

“F-fuck, ahhh, Mommyyyy,” your sleeping boyfriend grunted, the sheets crinkling underneath him. You bit your lip to suppress a moan that could’ve potentially woken Simu up from his state. Hearing him call you Mommy was music to your ears.

The first time you heard him say that was when you came home from brunch with your friends. When you weren’t greeted by his warm embrace and loving kisses, you initially assumed he was still sleeping in. That was until you heard the shower running, along with a low moan. A playful grin was plastered on your face as you headed towards the sound.

You peeked into the bathroom, licking your lips at the sight of Simu pumping his hard cock with a soapy hand. His free hand and forehead were pressed against the glass door of the shower. Simu’s eyes were shut as the hot water shot all over his naked body. It was an absolutely delicious image that you replayed in your head daily. It only got better from there.

Simu whined your name, causing him to stroke his cock faster. Shortly after, you could have sworn you also heard mommy. You were about to brush it off until he repeated it and let out a louder moan. At that point, Simu was fucking himself on his hand while rotating between whimpering your name and mommy. You didn’t think you would ever be turned on by being called mommy yet your pussy pulsated like a volcano about to erupt.

You stripped off your clothes until everything pooled at your feet. Stepping over the pile, you cracked the door open, causing Simu to open his eyes and halt his movement.

“Oh shit!” Simu muttered, backing away from the glass as you hopped in the shower with him. “When did you get home?”

“Not too long ago,” you responded, joining him under the water and running your hands up his toned body. “I got here just in time to hear your cute little whimpers. Since when did you have a mommy kink?”

Simu tried to avoid your gaze, but his soap-covered cock twitched at your words. You giggled at how flustered he got, leaving kisses across his chest.

“It’s okay, baby boy, I think it’s so fucking hot hearing you call me mommy. My pussy got so wet and needy for you.” You paused, sinking to your knees. Simu let out a small whimper. “Just relax and let mommy take care of you.”

Your reminiscing was interrupted by Simu popping his head up from his pillow like a meerkat. His breathing was ragged and his face was flushed. Whatever he was dreaming must’ve been hot enough for him to wake up in the middle of the night, considering how he always slept like a bear.

“You alright, baby?” You asked, your hand reaching towards his clammy face. Simu melted under your touch, allowing himself to catch his breath. Once he was calm, he rolled onto his side, his attentive cock pressed against the front of your thigh.

“Yeah, I’m good,” Simu said with a groggy voice. It sounded so sexy that you subconsciously rubbed your thighs together. “I’m sorry I woke you up.”

“Don’t worry about it, baby. Do you wanna talk about what you were dreaming about?” This caused Simu to blush. You could feel his hard tip pulse against you as he was searching for his words.

“I had this dream about you. In it, you let me fuck you for being a good boy. It felt so good I didn’t want it to stop, but I woke up right before I could cum. I don’t think my dick can go down now.” That last sentence caused him to switch into his submissive state. You loved how you alone could easily make this man crumble. You didn’t find it pathetic or weak. In fact, it was sweet that this was how he showed his love for you.

“That sounds like a really nice dream.” You smirked as the hand that held his face slid down to caress his bulge through his boxers. “I bet it made this cock really fuckin hard huh?” Simu gasped deeply, nodding frantically as his eyebrows knitted together.

“Mommy,” Simu pouted with his bottom lip puckered. “Fuck me back to sleep. I’m so hard it hurts.”

You tsked and shook your head, “Baby, remember what I said? If you want something, you have to ask nicely.” By then, Simu curled himself into your body and started grinding himself on you. His head was buried in your neck, his breath fanning your collarbone.

“M-m-mommyyyy, god, please! Can you please fuck me back to sleep? I’ll be a good boy, I promise!” Simu sounded so desperate, it made you smile in satisfaction. Who were you to deny a man that only became a begging mess for you?

“Oh, baby, you know I can never say no to you. Especially when your pleas are so cute.” You lifted his head with your finger to give him a heated kiss. As much as you wanted to rip off his boxers and ride him to your heart’s content, you also wanted him to earn his pleasure.

“Why don’t you lie on your back and warm up Mommy’s pussy with that pretty mouth of yours?” Simu immediately obeyed, salivating at the thought of you sitting on his face. You removed your panties, along with the t-shirt you stole from his side of the closet, letting them fall to the floor before climbing on top of him. Simu’s large hands held your hips to guide you onto his face. He let out a soft moan as your dripping scent filled his nose.

Without an exchange of words, Simu parted his lips and stuck out his tongue. You accepted his invitation by sinking to where he wanted your pussy most. He hummed against your folds before working his lips and tongue over them in a frenzy.

“Ahh, fuck yeah, baby,” you hissed, throwing your head back. “Just like that, ohhh!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head while your hips naturally rolled over his mouth. His hands on your hips pushed you further down onto him until your clit rested on his nose. While he ate you out like his favorite meal from childhood, Simu would rub and squeeze your ass cheeks. When he gave your ass a light tap, you took that as a signal to give him space to breathe.

Turns out you misinterpreted his message.

“No, Mommy! Stay.” He lifted his head to engulf his plush lips around your clit to harshly suck on it. The loud suctioning made you yelp a high-pitched noise. His hands gripped your hips tightly so that you were sure you would find marks later. Your wetness, along with his saliva, dripped from his chin to his neck.

“Such a needy boy,” you sighed, “so needy for Mommy’s pussy that you don’t want to stop and breathe.” Simu nodded his head with your clit still between his lips. “I love it, baby. Makin mommy feel so fuckin good.” Simu gave another suck before releasing your swollen bud from his mouth. His head crashed back down on the pillows before he pulled you closer to his face so he could lick at the sensitive nerve. Your fingers comb through his soft hair, which was usually your indicator to him that you were close to coming.

“Simu, I’m so close, baby. Don’t stop! Make me cum on your pretty face.” This motivated him to rotate between licking and sucking your little nub. “Yes, yes, good boy, baby! Oh my god- You’re my pretty, good boy!” Simu smiled against your heat before sloppily tracing figure-eights at a rapid pace. A few moments later, your fingers clasped into a fist in his hair as you were trembling and spasming above him. You screamed his name, followed by faint praises as he ate you through your orgasm.

As you were floating back to earth, Simu lapped at the juices from your pussy until you were clean. Peering down, you got wet all over again at how his mouth and chin were glossy from you sitting on his face. He’s about to dart his tongue out to clean off his face but you stop him.

“Keep my cum on your face, baby. You were such a good boy eating Mommy out, and this is your proof.” Simu beamed at your compliment and you couldn’t help but giggle at his expression. You hopped off his face to lean down and kiss him, tasting whatever was left of your juices on his lips.

After pulling away, you proceed to press open mouthed kisses down his sculpted body. You made sure to lick along the crevices of his abs, which always made him shudder. His breathing faltered the minute you slowly pressed your lips against his happy trail, hovering over the elastic band on his boxers.

“Fuck,” Simu grunted, his cock pulsing against the cotton material. “I need you…please, Mommy!”

“Don’t worry, baby boy,” you murmured. “Mommy will take good care of you.” With that, you hooked your fingers on the band, teasingly pulling them down to his ankles. Simu’s cock popped out, causing you to bite your lip at how ready he was to be fucked. Spitting on the tip, you smeared the thick liquid around his shaft in a circular motion. Simu panted and cursed under his breath as you lubed him with your spit.

Holding his dick straight at the base, you began to mount him. Before you sunk down, you looked down at him for reassurance. He gave his most pleading face back and nodded in desperation. You finally eased yourself down until you were stuffed to the brim. Both Simu and you moaned in unison, kissing each other fervently while adjusting to the pinching and throbbing of each other.

Once you were used to the way he stretched you all around, you started bouncing up and down at a steady pace. The feeling of his veins scraping against your walls caused you to clench harder around him as you fucked yourself on his cock. As you started picking up speed, your fingers interlocked with Simu’s, pinning his hands by his head.

“Thank you, Mommy!” Simu cried out in bliss, tossing his head back. “Oh my god! Thank you for fucking my cock. Feels so good!” His eyes tightly shut, enjoying the pleasure you were giving him. It didn’t take long for him to start blabbering with sweat forming on his brows. Seeing Simu like this was always enough of a drive to fuck him harder. You bottomed out again, grinding your clit at the base in a back and forth motion. The feeling of your clit caused Simu’s muscles to tense.

“You like this, huh, baby boy?” you teased in a high-pitched voice. “You love being fucked by Mommy so much that it’s all you think about? Even when you’re asleep, you can’t get me out of that pretty boy head of yours. So cute, baby!” Simu opened his eyes, welling up in pleasure.

“Yeah, Mommy, I love your pussy so fuckin much! I wanna cum so bad for you.” Simu’s voice was shaky as a tear fell from the corner of his eye. You slowed your movements above him, debating if you should let him cum or drag out his pleasure. The latter sounded awfully tempting, even if it meant making Simu cry. A sinister look displayed on your face as you thought of a way to prolong his pleasure while still giving it to him.

“What happened?” Simu asked, taking note of how you were pondering on something mischievous. “Did I say something wrong?” You smiled sweetly at him, unraveling your hands from his to cradle his cheeks before tenderly pecking his lips. You felt his cheeks warm up against your palms.

“Nothing’s wrong, baby.” You kissed his forehead. “In fact, you were such a good boy, I want you to fuck me as you did in your dream. Can you do that, baby?” Your boyfriend’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Will I get to cum too?”

You giggled in response, pressing one last kiss on his nose. “We’ll get there when that bridge crosses. Just be Mommy’s good boy and fuck me.”

Simu groaned, sitting up against the headboard and pulling your torso towards his. He wrapped one strong arm around your shoulders and the other around your waist. This was one of your favorite positions to be in with Simu because of how close you were to his body. No matter how close you already were, you still wanted to be even closer to him.

He started bucking his hips up to meet yours, burrowing his face in the crook of your neck. His moans vibrated against your skin, causing you to tug on his hair like how you did earlier. His thrusts were slow and deep, but you craved more. You wanted Simu to snap so hard that he fucks you into oblivion. And you knew exactly how to get that.

“Oh, yeah, baby, fuck! Fuck me harder! I know you can fuck me harder. I’ll let you cum inside me.”

As predicted, Simu snapped. His grip on you tightened and he jackhammered his cock into you, his balls slapping against your ass. He muttered your name before marking your neck with a bruise you would have to cover in the morning. All the sensations caused your eyes to droop and your mouth to fall agape.

“Fuckin love this pussy, Mommy!” Simu growled against your collarbone. His voice, then, changed to a higher pitch. “I love you, Mommy! Oh fuck!”

While Simu pounded inside you, his lips traveled down from your collarbone down to the heaving mounds on your chest. One hand snaked around from your back to grope one of your breasts while his mouth hovered over the other one. His tongue flicked your hardened nipple in the same way he did with your pussy. Your hand raked the back of his head, clutching onto his hair as he teased the taut bud.

You whimpered as Simu peered up at you with his brown puppy eyes. Without taking his eyes off you, his lips enveloped around your nipple to lightly suck on it while his hand squeezed your other breast. All this combined with Simu’s cock impaling your pussy made you throb violently around him.

You wanted to cum. You could have easily cum. Yet you wanted your baby boy to cum the same time you did.

“Oh my- fuck, baby! Don’t stop what you’re doing. Keep going, baby boy.” Simu hummed against your breast before repeating the same treatment to your other one. You tried to grind yourself on him to relieve the friction between your groins.

“I’m so close, Mommy. Please, Mommy! Please let me fill you up with my cum! Please!” He mewled against your clammy skin before attacking your breast again with his talented mouth.

“Cum for me, baby! Be my good boy and shoot your hot load inside me. Good boy. Always my good boy!” That last sentence was enough to rile up Simu to take hold of your hips and fuck you ruthlessly. The room was filled with your loud moans and the slapping of skin. With one final thrust against each other, you both smashed your lips against one anothers. You drank up each other’s moans while you creamed around Simu’s dick and he filled you with his seed.

By the time Simu was done releasing into you, he pulled away to rest his forehead against yours. The tips of your noses bumped together, causing you both to giggle breathlessly. You were about to get off of him, but he gripped you harder around the hips.

“Stay, Mommy,” was all he needed to say for you to sink back down onto him. You lay your head against his heaving chest, feeling his heartbeat find its natural rhythm.

“You feel better, baby boy?” You asked, lazily tracing every crevice of his toned body.

Simu chuckled, his chest rising and falling, making your head do the same. “Much better. Thank you for always making me feel good. I love you, Mommy.” He kissed the top of your head and you melted under his touch.

“I love you, too, my perfect pretty boy!” You squished his cheeks before pressing your lips to his again. He flipped you onto your back and finally pulled out of your spent hole, watching the mixture of sex spilling out of you. Your pussy twitched as the white liquid slowly oozed onto the sheets. As hard as it was, Simu fought the urge to get hard again. Instead, he laid back down on the bed, curling up to your warmth.

“Can you cuddle me until I fall asleep, please?” You were sure that his submissive voice and those damn puppy eyes would be the death of you.

“Of course, I can,” you snickered, extending your arm out. “C’mere, baby boy.” Simu nestled his head on top of your chest, grabbing one of your boobs for comfort. You played with his soft hair, watching him drift off to sleep until you did too.

*Thanks for reading :) Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated. Your responses are what keep me motivated to write. However, please do not repost or translate my work anywhere.*