#(tysm for the start though!)

[mobius-m-mobius]

Tagged by the wonderful @percheduphere and @abitofboth, thanks so much lovelies! 🥰💖

GET TO KNOW ME TAG: Top 5-10 Favorite Movies

The Darjeeling Limited

Grosse Pointe Blank

Hot Fuzz

Bottle Rocket

Casino Royale

The Nice Guys

Shutter Island

The Royal Tenenbaums

Knives Out

Midnight in Paris

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[hyoqa]

pairing: akatsuki hyoga x gn!reader (no prns)

summary: he originally hates you, but you're a swordsmith who helps forge his spear

warnings: hyoga is very sweet near the end

The two of you knew of each other, but you had hardly ever spoken. Most likely because Hyoga hated you. You seemed rather quiet and indecisive most of the time— the type who annoyed him most. Why were you revived out of all people? Especially when we were lacking on revival fluid? He couldn't understand, nor did he particularly want to. He couldn't care enough to, so he decided to just stay away from you.

Now, you knew a lot more about him than he knew about you. For that reason, he pissed you off a lot more than he thought he did every time. You actually knew him rather well, and you spent most of your time crafting something for him. You were a young swordsmith, honing your skills before you were all turned into stone, and you had been revived by Senkuu to forge some weapons in the earlier stages. You had forged Kohaku’s katana of course, as well as put together some sharper arrows for Ukyo. 

And this time you were carefully forging Hyoga’s kudayari spear— all while he continued to glare at you every time you crossed paths. While you truly thought of giving him a half-assed spear on multiple occasions, you took pride in the work you did so that was the last thing you wished to do. Even if he’d never find out you were the one who made it.

After very focused sessions of work, you were finally finished and almost annoyed with how well it turned out. Sure, you didn’t want to give him anything below your standards, but was there a reason to give the horribly rude man one of your best works? Definitely not.

Either way, you were proud. Terribly so. Unlike usual, some part of you wanted to give it to him yourself and show off a little, but that was not how you were trained and taught. These pieces of work were a gift you gave, not for you to show off your skill. So later that day you informed Senkuu that you had finished what he had asked for and passed him your finished piece, asking him to give it to Hyoga.

“Why don’t you give it yourself,” he said, almost like a statement rather than a question.

“No, there’s no reason to,” you said.

“Fine then, I’ll pass it on,” he said and you thanked him.

What you didn’t know was that Senkuu would subtly mention that you had forged it when he gave the work to Hyoga. When Hyoga had originally recieved the spear, he was far too shocked to process what Senkuu had said about you. To receive a new spear, let alone such a delicately made one in this stone age was not something he had dared to dream of. After using it for his training for the entirety of the day, he was ecstatic— far more than he would ever like to admit. It was only then that he had connected the dots. The name Senkuu had mentioned was your name. So this was why you were revived— for fighters like him. Oh, why didn’t you say anything when he shot you looks? Why did you continue to forge such an incredible piece for him when all he did was be rude? That all annoyed him too, but he couldn’t help but be mesmerised by the work you’re able to do.

Since then, he had to admit he started to notice you more. He noticed how you actually weren’t that quiet when you were with the right people. You were energetic and had a bright smile. You were still often indecisive, but once you decided on something, you were confident in your answer. For some reason he immediately knew this strength of yours came from some inner confidence, most likely from the skill you had. He liked that a lot. 

The next time you saw him, you wouldn’t believe your eyes or your ears, because he would thank you with the loveliest smile you had ever seen. You did not think Hyoga was one to smile, let alone have such a sweet one. And to top it off, for it to be for you? You would have never imagined. 

“It’s a beautiful work,” he said, very genuinely. He was no longer smiling as much, but he meant what he said and you could tell. He wasn’t one to compliment others when he didn’t mean it. “I’m very honored to use it.”

There was truly no greater compliment to give a swordsmith and part of you wanted to cry. Spears were not your specialty, katanas were, so his took more time and learning to forge, and you were so glad you did. 

“I’m honored you’ll be the one to use it,” you said. “Don’t worry if you wear it down or break it in your training. I’ll be sure to make an even better one.”

Then he laughed, just a little. The tiniest bit. 

“Then, I’ll have to be off to train,” he said. “Next time, could I watch you forge?”

“Of course!”

From then, you'd quite often watch him train and ask him if there was anything you could fix on his spear, and he would come watch how you carefully forged his weapon.

You loved when he'd come to watch, because it was a rare time when the two of you would be alone together. It was usually in silence, which you appreciated because it was easier to focus that way, but you found it so sweet that he'd choose to be with you in his spare time. He also loved to watch you work. It was a sight that obviously few had seen and he wanted to keep it that way. You were absolutely glowing while focused on your craft and he was going to keep you to himself.

One day he had come to watch and while he was watching, he had fallen asleep. You had been focused for a little too long and by the time you noticed you didn't know how long it had been since he fell asleep. You knew that he was training harder than ever and yet he was coming to visit you so much more often. He must've been tired.

His facial features were always rather relaxed when he was with you, but the soft expression on his face while he was asleep melted your heart and you secretly hoped no one else would see it. You wanted him to be for you alone.

So, you took your chance. You knew you shouldn't, but you couldn't help it. You quickly kissed him, very lightly, and pulled away immediately. You thought he would've never noticed, but to your horror his eyes shot open. Was it his fighter instincts to curse? You were more than ready to run. You had absolutely no excuse and you weren't ready to ruin what the two of you had going on, let alone get rejected. However there was no way you were getting away from Hyoga out of all people.

"Was that what I think it was?" Hyoga asked, and you were unable to read his tone which terrified you.

"I... don't know what you're talking about," you said, hoping he wouldn't pry and further.

"Oh, then I'll demonstrate if you don't mind," he said and you were confused for a second, but only a second. Before you knew it his lips were on yours, and for far longer than the kiss you had given a minute ago.

"Do you... mean it?" you asked. Somewhere in you, you had assumed he was a heartbreaker. You could never be too sure.

"Did you mean it?" Hyoga asked, pushing the same question back onto you.

"Yes!" you said, so quickly he was caught off guard. "I wouldn't do something like that if I didn't mean it..."

He knew. He knew you weren't one to do something like that for no reason. Although he felt slightly hurt that you thought he would on the other hand, that was truly the least of his worries at the moment. He couldn't help but pull you in for another kiss.

"I have never been so serious in my life," he said.

"Not in 3700 years?" you asked and that made him smile.

"Not in 3700 years."

[kinnbig]

✨ with vs without colouring ✨

idk if I did this right lmao but the lil bubbles are what the original scene looked like and the rest is my colouring!

thank you @toppingjeffsatur for tagging me!! I've always wanted to do one of these hehe 🥰💖

I'm tagging @aikinn, @perths, @tumsa, @urheartsamess, @la-fourmi if you want to :D

[livedtoserve]

[Water ] - The liquid of life, the quencher of thirst. Served in crystalline glasses. And what’s more dramatic than throwing water at someone’s face!

"Here darling, do enjoy yourself." Camilla gives a warm smile to the ice maid as she hands her a glass of water.

Flora has been serving refreshments to guests for quite some time, but she finally takes a "break" when catching sight of...her.

She wants to scream. She wants to shout and release a storm within this very ballroom. No, none of that is right...Flora just wants to run away.

How did they track me here?!

It isn't impossible, Flora realized this after running into both her former lord and Odin earlier upon her arrival. Yet the Nohrian royals are...new to see, in a different manner. She was their prisoner back during the war, member of a tribe that openly revolted against their tyranny. They have lost - she has lost. What else could they possibly want to take from her, in this irony-filled afterlife?

...a gift? A glass of water?

Fight or flight instinct nearly has Flora flick the liquid back into Camilla's face. Fortunately, her mind is too scrambled to take immediate action, Flora instead instinctively reaches out to collect the water as if the glass is empty and needs to be cleaned.

"I..."

She looks happy to see her. She shouldn't be happy to see her.

"I need to leave. Excuse me," Flora takes a very brief bow before turning around, approaching the gardens outside. A loose string of pearls formerly attached to her brooch falls off and rolls toward Camilla as she leaves. Flora shouldn't be taking temporary leave when things are so lively...but this is urgent.

Flora takes a small drink from the glass, checking for potential poison. She is only met with refreshing water.

[deiscension]

﹄ ◇ ; @riwrite / BALDUR'S GATE 3 STARTERS

❝ evil is evil, even if it once was innocent. ❞ / from hx..... wahhh

      ⌜◈⌟    ▌ ──  "𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠-𝐱𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐲. Can't you ever say anything light-hearted?"

     𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. It would be so easy. How many times has she done this already? Breezing past Ming Yi's stoic observations with a nod or a bit of light teasing, taking his hand to lead him one way or another, laughing while the line of his mouth remains taut. That's just how they are. Night and day. Steadfast earth and playful breeze. It's not that she doesn't want to engage further with his thoughts. It's that so few trust her to understand anything heavier than a backhanded compliment, she doesn't know how to contend with this sudden weight.

      𝙀𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡. Good is good. Innocent is innocent. Immoral is immoral. Gods are gods. Ghosts are ghosts. The sun is warm, and its light is pretty on your hair. Return the compliment, won't you please?

      𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐡𝐢 𝐐𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. Sunlight kisses her face, haloing the dark behind her eyelids. "You're right," she concedes, and she could swear the sunlight is pooling in her mouth, warming her tongue into complacency so it won't shy away from giving shape to her thoughts. Because, truth be told, she has had similar conversations with herself. She's not sure when they began to take form; the Banyue Pass affair, perhaps. "But I think there's more to it than that."

      𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐮𝐩𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝. "Evil is evil, even if it was once good." She turns her right palm upward. "Good is good, even if it was once evil. We'd all be better off if everyone could understand something so simple. Except it's not that simple, is it? Most everything is more like this." Her hands come together with a soft pompff. "Saying it's this way or that way doesn't do anything. If evil is evil even though it was once innocent, then it's our duty to grieve that loss of innocence just as passionately as we punish wickedness. Someone has to know the full truth. Then the same thing won't have to happen again. That's why we gods are here, after all. And..."

      𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭. Strangely enough, she doesn't feel very afraid of what he might say in return. Even if he's mean about it, she can bear it because he's her best friend. Who else could she trust with her most secret, fragile thoughts?

       "...𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧. The innocent becoming evil, I mean."

      𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐢 𝐐𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. Between blinks, she catches a glimpse of Ming Yi's face again. He's still frowning. How very Ming Yi of him. Laughter tumbles from her lips.

       "𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧. It's hard to imagine you crying, but rest assured I would still cry for you if you ever became such a person." Folding her arms, Shi Qingxuan levels Ming Yi with a self-assured stare. "That won't happen, though, so let's not think about it. Do you know what is entirely possible?" She points directly between his eyebrows. "You giving yourself ugly old man wrinkles by scowling like that."

[codecicle]

Read the intro post

wow what a cool and awesome person...

FUCKING 14 YOU ARE A CHILD MY GOOD SIR??? /LH

1: YOOOOOO YOU THINK IM A COOL AND AWESOME PERSON?? THANKS MAN :DD and 2: LMAOOOOOO YEA I AM!! I've been on here since I was like, 11-ish? not sure. my friend introduced me to tumblr during the beginning of my 7th grade year! (and fun fact: that same friend is both my mutual and the person that gave me my nickname actually!! which turned into my url ^_^)

anyway, I'm going to rant underneath your ask about being a child now im so sorry 😔

It's always been so weird being as young as I am both on tumblr and in the fandom space I'm currently a part of. Like realistically, a 14 y/o boy liking minecraft/mcyt sounds really normal but I don't know anyone my age that is open about being a part of this space. I think growing up on tumblr instead or twitter or tiktok honestly really helped when it comes to being happy in my intrests, since almost every other freshman to ever exist has no idea what this website is and they have no chance of ever finding my posts to make fun of me with them. I still use the other two, but I don't post and I only really open them when a cc like Charlie or Ted posts.

It's hilarious to me that because of my current intrests (jrwi and charlie in general) almost everyone that I'm friends with on here are much older minors or adults, mainly because charlie has a pretty mature and well rounded audience (THANK FUCKING GOD 🙏🙏), but also because everybody else my age that are in this fandom are on tiktok. Using tiktok for me and actually posting is kinda unsafe because of the way the tiktok contact sharing works? if someone from my classes finds it through "recommend accounts" then they can look through my account and harrass me if they recognize who it is. Not to steal a Charlie Slimecicle quote for a second, but I was rewatching an old podcast episode from the very beginning of 2020 and he described it as "elevated highschool" which I 100% agree with. Even 3 years later it's still very much just a higher form of highschool bullshit to have to deal with.

But since I don't post on tiktok I don't really have much to worry about!! My account is blank and it's the same @ as my url so nobody should recognize it and put a face to a name which im grateful for. However, being on tumblr isn't the greatest either;

People on here are all adults and I feel a little bit intimidated? In a sense? I understand that I'm a LOT different than most kids my age and I don't typically have anything to worry about but!! I feel like that's what makes it worse. The other people my age that were or still are on here don't understand tumblr etiquette, don't understand not to act like this is twitter and not have stupid cubito discourse, or just aren't funny? Idk I've just never found anyone my age (with the exception of like 3 of my mutuals you guys are amazing and I love you) that I can really talk to on here, so all of the friends I've made are much much older. I'm smart with who I talk to and how I talk to them so I'm safe don't worry!! My parents raised me right and online safety is such a wonderful thing, but one of my closest mutuals on here is in college right now, and the others are juniors or seniors in highschool. I kept my age out of my bio for so long but honestly that was because I was terrified I would scare away the people that I trusted so much because literally obviously it's going to feel weird for them to be mutuals with a genuine honest to god child. I'm relatively close to turning 15 so I'm getting less and less worried about stuff like that happening but eh that was still a real fear for a while.

Anyway sorry for the rant!! TLDR; highschool sucks, I'm scared of being this young on a platform and fandom full of adults and I have to be extra careful, and also charlie slimecicle is a pretty cool guy to look up to so I feel like him being [vine boom sound effect] my COMFORT STREAMER kinda works out in my favor ngl :D

[lettucedloophole]

i hope you are doing well today!

this is a super late response since i haven't been active on here but thank you sm!! 😭🙏 you're so sweet, i really hope you had a good holiday season whichever holiday (if any) you celebrate 💙

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

I am a nickname simp: do Tongbi and Chikao have nicknames?

Saaame

Chikao calls Tongbi "Bi" a lot (or "Bei") on occasional and has also called him Kiwi once or twice (that did not stick). The village children usually call him "Space Monkey" because he never introduces himself but always goes on about space (and I just love it). Peng made the mistake of addressing him as a pebble once in Chikao's earshot and never said anything overtly mocking to Tongbi again because safe to say, Chikao did not stand for that. Otherwise he's referred to as "Cotton" a lot by the Brotherhood (nobody really knows where it started. Macaque and DBK is where it started).

Chikao doesn't have as many different nicknames, but a pretty common one is "Little Storm" (most of her friends are at least two feet taller than her and she takes a weird pride in her shortness. Ankle biter >:3) and occasionally someone will call her a little lightning bolt, which she does not like for reasons she does not know. Wukong's called her Mango in the past but that kinda fizzled out, for a short period of time he called her Cranberry (she was hyperfixating on cranberries) and shortened it to Cran-Cran, which then sounded like Gram-Gram and became an inside joke. Tongbi usually doesn't directly address her anyway, but when he's feeling extra affectionate he'll call her Comet or something along those lines. Comet is the only consistent nickname with them though. Most people refer to her by her name unless their close friends, but she's also weirdly picky with her nicknames (which is why none of Wukong's stuck and they just stuck to plain "Chikao").

[agonizedembrace]

i wuv ur eve

how's my portrayal?

and i wuv you and your kai'sa 🥰

[cryptidunknown]

On your post qbout the boyfriend being the dropped stitch in a cable uou used the term 'life line', its been a couple years since I made the jump from knitting to crocheting but I don't recnogise this term and it sounds cool, would you kind explaining (Also please talk about any current craft project you have going,)

hi, thanks for the ask! a lifeline is a piece of scrap yarn you use to hold a row of stitches and then keep knitting. that way if you make a mistake and have to frog your work you can just frog back to the lifeline and the stitches are already on scrap yarn and ready to be picked up. it’s not something i do often because it’s mostly used for intricate projects like lace, but i have used lifelines for things like cabled socks before. makes it a lot less tedious to pick stitches up after frogging lol

as for current craft projects i don’t really have anything going right now, but i bought embroidery supplies the other day so i can hopefully learn hand embroidery! so far all i’ve done is practice a few different types of stitches, but once i get more confident (and less busy, because i just started a new school semester) i’d like to dive into a hoop art project.

[tunastime]

sometimes i read reblog tags on my fic posts and they're the funniest compliments i've ever gotten, i'm obsessed w how your minds work

[hyoqa]

guys reading my hyoga drafts kills something in me like a vital organ stops functioning bc they ALL SOUND THE SAME TO ME IM LIKE GOSH WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THOSE TWO

[dizzybevvie]

My anon opinion is that I didn’t know you did art until I recently saw a post of your art and I was like “holy shit Bev can DRAW!!!”

You’re so so so talented, friend! :)

AKSNDKJASDNKJSAND.. YOURE SO SWEET <33333333333 I'm getting there for sure!!!!!!!

[bluejay-in-flight]

Is it bad if I say I can't remember my first impression of you?? Hahaha I think I was like "oh they seem cool" and now I'm like "I WAS RIGHT!" And I associate you with Leverage and Naruto (because of your reaction to my snippets with Kei and Kakashi loll)

no that's so valid usually my first impressions of people are extremely clear or non existent 😂 awww that's so sweet tho!! ☺️ I am honored to be associated with leverage haha crying I kinda gave up on watching Naruto at least for now and was like y'know what I'm just gonna read fanfic for it with no context just like the old days 🤣

[gojosprettyprincess]

Jujutsu Kaisen Men + How they'd moan w/audios.

Tw - dirty talk, assplay in Suguru's, daddy kink in Nanami's, (Got a bit carried away in the geto one haha) also not proofread cause I got tired.

A/n this was requested so tysm to the person that requested it but a part of it is kinda a repost because I've already done something similar before but I hope you guys like it! Gojo, Geto, Toji, Choso, Nanami

Gojo Satoru

This is how Gojo sounds when he's close. (Ik this because he fucked me before so you can trust me on this)

He's very loud when he fucks you and he'd also whisper a lot of nasty shit to your ears while he's rutting his hips inside you, fucking you deeper into the bed while he has your legs over his shoulders, hissing and groaning at the way your tight cunt sucks him in so well, while your sinking your freshly manicured nails that he paid for into his back, decorating it with angry red marks and when he's close he'd be panting and breathing heavily on top of you, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead onto you from how much he's been fucking you.

"Fuckfuckfuck gonna fill you up so good baby, m'gonna stuff you so full of my cum, bet you'll like that yeah?".

Geto Suguru

This is how Suguru sounds while you're riding him in cowgirl position, he has a clear view of the way his cock slides into your soaked cunt every time you bounced on it, he just can't take his eyes off of it, the way your cunt would swallow his cock in and the way your ass jiggles every time you moved your hips, it was so hot. One thing that really caught his eye though was the way your asshole looked so neglected and desperate to be filled, he thought this would be the perfect opportunity to try something.

he spat on his right thumb, making sure to gets his spit all over it to use as lube before circling it around your hole, spreading his spit all around it then sinking his thumb slowly into the tight rim. He hisses as he felt how tight your ass was, clammed around his finger. He noticed how you started slowing down, and how your moans got so much louder, he lands a sharp slap on your ass. "Fuckkk sweetheart k-keep going, Fuck yeah, keep bouncing on my cock, yesss that's it, don't worry princess I'll make you feel s'good". He groans, feeling your cunt fluttering and cleaching around his cock.

He starts thumbing your ass, fucking his finger in and out of you matching your rhythm. "Holy fuck need you to cum, Be a good girl and cum f'me yeah?". He hisses, feeling you thrusting your hips faster and faster onto him, your brain gets all fuzzy and blank it was too much, both of your holes were getting stuffed and penetrated. You start feeling yourself getting closer and closer as you bounced yourself on top of him. "F-fuck sugu gonna cum, M'gonna cum!" you cried out. "Go ahead, cream on my cock baby you can do it fuckk", and that's all you needed to hear before you came undone, creaming all over his cock, rings of your nut appearing at the base of his cock, his thumb still buried in your ass to the hilt. He lets out a loud groan, looking at how your creamy cunt covered in cum. "Good fucking girl, see the mess you made on my cock baby?".

Toji Fushiguro

This is how he sounds when he's close, he doesn't really make that much noise while he's fucking you, maybe you'd earn a few groans and grunts once in a while because of your cunt but most of the time it's just dirty talk.

But when he's close, he gets so much louder and faster, he picks up his pace, hammering into you harder from behind while your face is buried into the pillow beneath you and landing harsh slaps onto the soft flesh of your ass while looking down to watch it jiggle everytime he thrust his hips against you. the sound of his cum filled balls that's waiting to be emptied inside your little cunny, slapping against your clit filling the room with each thrust along with your muffled moans. Your cunt was clamping around him like crazy because one thing about Toji, he always fucks you so good every damn time.

"Holy fucking shit, tight little cunt milking my cock so well, you gonna give me another kid baby or what?".

Choso Kamo

This is how he'd moan while you're on your knees sucking his cock and he's getting close; he'd be whimpering and moaning loudly while saying stuff like "pleasepleaseplease m'so close don't stop please" with tears prickling from his eyes while he's looking down at you. He begs you alot and he's also really sensitive so that makes him moan and whimper even more.

Nanami Kento

This is how he sounds when he's ramming his cock up into your poor messy cunny in his work office, purposely molding your tight hole into the shape of his thick girth as his large beefy hands gripping onto the back your thighs to hold your legs up into a full nelson-type positon but the difference is that he's sitting down and your back is leaning against his board chest.

His thrusts was hard and fast as he continues feeding your greedy tight cunt with his fat cock, loud pants and groans escaping his lips at the way your cunt tightens around his cock while he stretches you out. "Hah- oh fuckk such a good little slut, taking daddy's cock so well, s'good f'me baby". His deep and husky voice made you throbbing around his cock while he ruins you.

[blindedguilt]

"WOW!" he cackles, practivally hyena-esque, "That was really something, cupcake! You really are a coward, aren't you?" (— @hyperionhandsome , from Jack, medieval Fantasy au?)

"I..."

The words had stung before Leonard could even realise he hadn't recognised the voice that spoke to him, though the way his expression had shifted had been miniscule in comparison - the way the hermit's head had turned away in both hurt and shame had been the most prominent, though there was the subtlest crease in his brows, the smallest tightening of his lips and the clutch of gloved hands on the hem of his coat which spoke volumes in the moment Leonard himself was unable to do much more than struggle for a response.

...Who was this man? The thought had just dawned on him as Leonard felt his heart pound with humiliation - he didn't sound like a faerie, though the laughter reminded him of his own pact-beast. He didn't even sound like anything inhuman, as a matter of fact, but still - remarkably cruel.

...Leonard supposed it didn't matter, though. If the goal was the simple task of sparking that sad flame of guilt within the hermit, it took only a glance to see his lowered head and the bitter pain on his face to tell this stranger had succeeded in their mission. A low mumble of response was the reward to inform this rather boisterous passerby of their victory.

"...You are right." Leonard acquiesced, bitterly. He couldn't fight or promise any improvement anymore. "I am nothing more than a fool."

How truly pathetic... Something in his stomach sank at the prospect that it would have only taken a glance to tell of his plight. Typically the harsh sting of such words would be curved hearing it from his pact-beast, or even the likes of Caim, but there was something about hearing it from someone like a stranger that served to dig especially deep into the hermit's skin. It seemed that all at once, the nightmare of the garrison, the failure of his brothers, the failure to his family, and the potential failure that had awaited Seere at each second, had come crashing down on his consciousness with those words. That reminder.

Coward... It was aptly fit.

Leonard's head dragged itself back up from where it had previously stared down at his lap, but averted itself slightly to the side - his blind gaze still couldn't bring itself to look towards the source of the voice where it stood.

"...Please, speak no longer." Leonard said, the softness of his tone in sharp contrast with the low rumble of his voice, "I know my sins well enough to bear on my own. So I beg of you... Show mercy."