#poooop

[inameating]

ok they…. put the dogs away.

[thestartofthebreakdown]

I don't. Like him

[party4uuuu]

2am fun

[nemesyaaa]

KFKZKDKZKDSD ARGHHHH all your kinktober have so much diversity in terms of content, like it's amaze me everytime ! you just come with new plot, some kind of original and twisted story and i loved this so much !! and now with pope, i'm here for it 🫶🏿🫶🏿 tysm for all of your amazing works !

“no, like — i’m really sorry to cut you off but it’s, it’s disturbing me. you’re infiltrating my every thought. ever since… that night, all i can think about it doing it again— and— and i don’t just think about you sexually, you know? i hope you don’t feel objectified i mean obviously i would love to… touch you again, but it’s more than that— and jj told me not to ‘lovebomb’ you and if it feels that way i apologise but—” — POPE IS TOO PRECIOUS, I CAN'T. I WANT HIM

“yeah?” he huffs sympathetically, yet his hands press your thighs wider — still fucking into you slowly and kindly. you whine. “jesus you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.” he huffs all in one breath, entranced by the sounds leaving you. three dates in, and something about this intimate act had pope gasping to say those three forsaken words. not now. not yet. — I'M DEAD, IM DEAD, IM FUCKING DEAD. HOW TO GET A POPE ???

you’re used to getting wet for pope, but the sounds coming from down below were obscene. a thicker, more humiliating squelch slapping each wall of the room as you gasp, letting pope roll his hips, eyes fluttering. — LITERALLY ME PLEASE

“its blood.” he shrugs, shuffling closer to you to throw a slightly nervous arm around your shoulder. “look, it’s nothing i haven’t seen before. plus, isn’t sex supposed to… relieve you of cramps and all that bad stuff? i can think of one hundred ways this could be mutually beneficial. unless you don’t want to, then that’s totally cool too.” — bro knows too much 🤨🤨🤨

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LOVE POTIONS ࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃

♩ BJ Lips, princess paparazzi — love potions ♩

pairing: pope heyward x reader

cw: blood, period sex, speaks of a soul tie / spirituality.

you are responsible for your own media consumption. welcome to kinktober day three.

you’d been on three dates. you didn’t think pope heyward would be this down for anything.

“its blood.” he shrugs, shuffling closer to you to throw a slightly nervous arm around your shoulder. “look, it’s nothing i haven’t seen before. plus, isn’t sex supposed to… relieve you of cramps and all that bad stuff? i can think of one hundred ways this could be mutually beneficial. unless you don’t want to, then that’s totally cool too.”

next thing you know, you’re on your back.

you’re used to getting wet for pope, but the sounds coming from down below were obscene. a thicker, more humiliating squelch slapping each wall of the room as you gasp, letting pope roll his hips, eyes fluttering.

“holy shit, right?” he groans quietly and it’s only then you realise that he’d been wanting this, fantasising about it even for a while now. despite the room being only lit by your lamp, you can still see the way your dark blood coats the skin connecting the two of you and drips gorily onto the towel he’d lovingly laid out below.

“so sensitive.” you whisper, quivering — not feeling any urge but to raise your voice any louder. the two of you were simply so close, so connected that upping the volume even slightly could shatter the intense intimacy created.

“yeah?” he huffs sympathetically, yet his hands press your thighs wider — still fucking into you slowly and kindly. you whine. “jesus you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.” he huffs all in one breath, entranced by the sounds leaving you. three dates in, and something about this intimate act had pope gasping to say those three forsaken words. not now. not yet.

you felt euphoric, which is something you never thought was possible to feel on day two of your period. whilst those few days are usually spent wallowing in bed, undoing every positive affirmation you’ve ever told yourself in the mirror as you pick apart your every flaw— staring at nothing but the four walls of your bedroom, the room seemed to look different now, sparkly and new— just like how you felt on the inside. pope thought you were beautiful. even like this.

the definition of soul tie is as followed: ‘Soul ties are profound spiritual connections shared with someone else that generally transcend the closeness in a typical relationship. A soul tie can cause you to feel incredibly attached to a person, and life without them becomes hard to imagine.’ those were the words staring back at pope on his laptop screen only one evening later, back in his own room.

“dude you’ve been on like three dates, do you maybe wanna cool it? she’s gonna say you’re like, lovebombing or some shit.” jj’s voice breaks through the facetime call, popes phone screen shoved off into a corner displaying the blonde reclining on a gaming chair in his room, tossing a ball into the air and catching it. pope barely glances his way, staring off into the white of the google page and tapping his fingers absentmindedly.

“it just feels different. i— i don’t know what to tell you jj, i’ve never felt this way before.”

the hum of white noise from jj’s fan rings repeatedly. a dog barks outside in the distance.

“is it bad if i call her?”

he feels like a pervert when you pick up the phone, because he’s already got his thumb grazing his tip. memories of that night flush his body, excite him to the point of dizziness.

“pope, it’s late.” he can hear that you’re smiling and now he’s remembering the way you moan, the way your brows twitch into a furrow and your bottom lip trembles slightly.

“i needed to call you.” he sighs, beside himself. there’s a pause on the other end.

“is everything okay?” the worst outcomes fill your mind, he sounded awfully serious after all. it had only been three dates, what could you have done in that time to destroy his perception of you? your guard flies up, ready to defend yourself. he was the one that suggested period sex.

“look i… can’t stop thinking about you.”

you deflate in your bed, lips twitching into a relieved smile.

“aw, pope that sweet. i can’t stop thinking about—”

“no, like — i’m really sorry to cut you off but it’s, it’s disturbing me. you’re infiltrating my every thought. ever since… that night, all i can think about it doing it again— and— and i don’t just think about you sexually, you know? i hope you don’t feel objectified i mean obviously i would love to… touch you again, but it’s more than that— and jj told me not to ‘lovebomb’ you and if it feels that way i apologise but—”

“pope… it’s okay.” he hears teeth and saliva. you’re grinning.

“right…okay.” for the first time in a minute, the boy breathes. “so… i hope this doesn’t sound batshit crazy but, do you have any opinion’s on soul ties?”

[dailyisat]

Loop more like poooop lmao - ☄️

[dr-fizzovich]

MY HEART DROPPED DID I JUST DELETE MY OC VOICECLAIM VIDEO RIGHT AFTER EXPORTING IT

pipi kiwi pipi kiwi AAAAAA fart fart POOOOP

[potatoplace]

2.3k words for c5 and I'm pooooped it's beddy-by time 😴

[clavissionary-position]

oh no my nokto deck is poooop

[coraliciousdefinition]

poooop YOURSELF

NO

[jungshookz]

ceebeeeboooo where are youuuuu I miss youuuuu you little poooop ily ˘ ³˘ (a poem written from the deepest gutters of this wretched heart, just for you)

an amazing poem.,.,,. there r tears in my eyes

i'm so sorry for my mini hiatus!!!!!

i've been finding it SO hard to balance job hunting + internship + general life things & trying to find employment sponsorship + writing + i'm going to my first book agent mixer tonight but i promise i have been working on multiple mini projects that are all like 50 to 60% done LOL

[wyrmguardsecrets]

Uh oh. Stinky! Poooop.

[agent-scotch]

{ boss ended up at the hospital looking after his dad and I was stuck managing front and back of the house for 10 hrs and I am pooooped }

[telepathymachineespionage]

#POOOOP #ALERT!!! #Steve #Garvey is running for Ca. US #Senate and is #GOING to beat💩 all lies #pencil neck, Dick Face💩A. Shithead ship,,,Go Steve,

[dukeswonderousmenagerie]

Thinking about Zeni visiting Jigen's sisters apartment to talk to Jigen

Made me curious as to what Zeni’s initial reaction would be too seeing all the bandages and stitching and bruising and shit on lupin.

Zenigata showing up to mad’s apartment when he knows he shouldn’t because he needs to talk to Jigen and he knows Jigens been held up in the apartment since Lupin got the go ahead to go home,

Him being all sheepish cause he’s embarrassed he even has to come here but he needs to talk to Jigen about a promise Jigen made him that he needs cashed out as soon as possible

Maddie let’s him in cause Zeni’s just a sweet guy and she finds she enjoys his company, even though he's clumsy and nearly jump out of his skin when her cat scared him

the pair sit down and chat. . .

Zeni hears a commotion coming from the small hallway that leads to the bedrooms and it’s Jigen and Lupin. Lupins posture is all off and he’s gripping to the wall clad only in his striped boxers and nothing else so all Zeni see’s is bandages and stitching and spectacular bruising from the surgeries they put Lupin through.

Jigen is suddenly coming from the end of the hallways and it’s like he’s trying to redirect him back to the room behind them and Jigen’s not paying attention and Lupin barely even looks coherent until Lupin lets out a drunkly sounding

Poooops :D

And that’s when Jigen nearly breaks his neck turning around to see him and kinda freezes. And he’s silent. And Lupins kinda hanging on him

Jigen not being able to wrangle him back to the bedroom Lupin instead stumbles past him and fumbles right into the couch in front of Zenigata, and it feels so unnatural to see him more so uncoordinated like that.

Lupin sits down his one arm extended against the back of the couch and he’s just staring at Zeni, and Zeni can’t help but notice that Lupin looks down right sickly all pale with dark circles under his eyes and such

Lupin trying to sit there with his usual panache, arm over the back of the couch and an ankle propped on his knee, but it's just off

he's pained and it's obvious, which is another thing zeni isnt used to, he's usually good at hiding when something's wrong. But the fact that zeni's picking up on it so easily this time is just salt in the wound

The pills start to hit and Zeni just sits there watching as lupins head rolls and pivots on a his shoulder, like he’s looking away at something

But then he looks back and Zeni can’t help but feel unnerved by the look Lupin gives him, his head tilted down, looking at him from under his lashes.

It looking like Lupin wants to say something, but instead he just stays like that a few more seconds before Zeni watches as his eyes close and he ends up falling asleep right then and there.

The whole thing just feeling unnerving to look at

he's stunned watching this play out, so much so that jigen probably has to shake him out of it Jigen doesn’t say anything about the whole situation that just played out, but instead of putting Zeni on the spot he simply asks if he wants to have this conversation in the kitchen instead

And Jigen sounds cool and even headed and everything, but even Zeni notices how he’s staring at the sleeping thief

And still staring as he talks to Zeni saying there’s cold beer if he wants

but zeni might actually turn him down on that

what's going through his head's too sobering

he might even want to say what he needs to say and just leave

Imagine Zeni taking the time to notice how vigilant Jigen is even when they talk in the kitchen

How Jigen would hear the slightest noise slightly freeze and wait to hear if his name would be called.

Ten seconds. Twenty. Nothing.

This cycle repeating 3 times.

given how jigen didn't say anything earlier, zeni might choose to do the same just silently acknowledge it

zeni's used to usually being in the one taking a trip to the hospital- often for dumb stuff, but sometimes its genuinely serious. but after the Zantetsuken injury everything just seems to be spiraling, and he's confronting the possibility that lupin cant bounce back anymore. he doesn't want to believe it. lupin's supposed to be the exception, yknow? the one guy he cant catch, the one guy who seems to never stop. but he just watched him pass out on the couch instead of reciting him some smarmy monologue. he could catch him easily if he really wanted to.

he doesn't, obviously, and he wouldn't want to confront a 100% serious jigen in combat anyways (because that's what it'd inevitably devolve into)

all of it boils down to 'what the hell am i supposed to do now' Zenigata and Jigen have their conversation, it’s brisk, quick professional, then Zenigata goes to leave but before he does he asks Jigen if he needs help with Lupin since Jigen mentions he should get him to bed because the couch makes him stiff.

Jigen says no, that he can manage but he thanks him for the offer.

Zeni goes to leave but then he hears a soft voice behind him

”Come on man, let’s get you up”

It almost feels unnatural to hear him speak that softly, so Zenigata can’t help but turn around and look as Jigen bends down to softly pull Lupin up, and lupins half awake, but when Jigen makes him stand, he makes a soft pain filled squeak noise, stumbles a little against Jigen and ends up instead groaning softly in the obvious pain as Jigen stands there for however long it takes for Lupin to straighten out just a little.

Lupin is shorter then he is, much, but Jigen is bent over a little so all Zenigata can see is Lupin with his head buried in the crook of his neck, pain filled puffing and groaning, soft words in French a curse or two and if Zeni didn’t know any better he would swear on his mothers grave that he can hear Lupin crying.

All the meanwhile Jigen notices that Zeni is still there, still staring.

And all Jigen can do as he stands there is the same.

them locking eyes for a spit second and Zenigata immediately leaving

Zeni closing the door and leaning back against it. just sinking to the floor and sitting there against the door in the hallway with his head in his hands

[cannibalcult]

last month it was RATS 😫 this weeks its POOOOp 😭

[panda-of-the-trash]

PAAANDAAAAAA

POOOOPS