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—♡ lazy afternoon
↝ themes: x f!reader, dry humping, mutual masturbation, clit pinch
Both of you were just hanging out in bed, strolling for some contents on social media. Your arms were laced around each other with your head atop his chest and your leg curled over his.
The moment he felt the soft lips of your pussy against his thigh, he got hard and couldn’t resist. He started moving, rubbing on you subtly at first until he gradually added more pressure.
His hand on your waist tightened as you began seeking more friction against his thigh, rocking against him so desperately. A lazy grin appeared on his face with your neediness. Your panting gave away how much more of him you needed and wanted. Shifting his leg, he kneaded your pussy with his knee. You shamelessly moaned at the added pleasure, grinding on him even harder.
Feeling the wetness seeping through the fabric of your panties, his hand slid under his boxers, taking out his rock hard cock. You licked your lips as he started stroking himself up and down.
“You want this? Do you want this huh?” He asked in between breaths.
“Yes, yes please,” you begged, each word was complemented with a jerk of your hips.
“Show me where. Show me.” He said through gritted teeth as he stroked himself faster. The movement of your hips rocking against knee matched the speed of his hand on his cock, rubbing your sopping pussy more aggressively against his knee, making him feel where you want his dick to be in.
He grunted and though he loved that idea, had a different plan in mind. You were jolted as he rubbed his knee roughly against you, aiding you to feel even better…more desperate.
“Please, please!” You let out another beg. You were getting there, almost. There was this building ache inside you that’s seeking release, but couldn’t because you needed more, more, more!
Your desperate, lustful face prompted him to be kind, so he removed his hand from his cock and slid it inside your panties. Finding your soft mounds, he slowly massaged your lips first and gently pressed your clit between his digits.
“Mhmnn~” You whimpered and convulsed beside him. He’s not yet even putting his cock inside you yet you came with just his knee and fingers.
Still catching your breath, you were taken aback when he inserted his two fingers inside you. He smirked before nibbling the shell of your ear. “Now, let’s get you off with this one.”
—♡ kuroo, osamu, atsumu, oikawa, tendou, hirugami, suna, yaku, semi
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Back Home 6
Warnings: This is a dark fic. Please do not read if you’re under 18, or are uncomfortable with dark characters, noncon, kidnapping, alchol mention, drug mention, death threats, asshole characters.
I absolutely hate the holidays and am not big on my family either so I’ve decided to make that everyone’s problem
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Back Home 4
Warnings: This is a dark fic. Please do not read if you’re under 18, or are uncomfortable with dark characters, noncon, kidnapping, alchol mention, drug mention, death threats, asshole characters.
I absolutely hate the holidays and am not big on my family either so I’ve decided to make that everyone’s problem
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Back Home 5
Warnings: This is a dark fic. Please do not read if you’re under 18, or are uncomfortable with dark characters, noncon, kidnapping, alchol mention, drug mention, death threats, asshole characters.
I absolutely hate the holidays and am not big on my family either so I’ve decided to make that everyone’s problem
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A toast to spinsterhood 🥂
For I have given up on finding love and trying to seek it's every loving slippery grips. 5 relationships over the past 3 years each one more of a fail than the last. Cheaters, emotionally abusive ,and just all in all treated me a horribly rebound. No longer shall I seek it's embrace for I know my lonely faith.
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If I die tomorrow
If I die tomorrow
Lay me somewhere warm where the flower grow
Where the sun always warming the ground
If I die tomorrow
Tell my family I am so sorry
For being cruel
For being mean
For being me
If I die tomorrow
Celebrate me as I was not what I am
In your our memories of our time together
If I die tomorrow
Please remember I tried
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[ID: An edited version of the “Yes honey” meme. There is a woman on the left with Mitski’s face edited onto her. The text below her reads: “Babe! It’s 3am, time to have a mental breakdown while listening to Class of 2013!” There is a very tired looking man on the right. The text below him reads: “Yes honey”. End ID]
has this been done yet
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To be fair I am terrified of love.
I am terrified of the proximity.
One day someone will stand right in front of me with their eyes locked into mine as they pry open my chest and plunge out my heart with their bare hands.
And they’re going to lay everything neatly on a table.
Look, look at all that you have, feel them.
And no pole in this world will I lean on without falling down as I breathe in and bleed out and die in your arms.
Look, I’m sorry about the step back I took but you’re standing
Too close.
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