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[meaispunk]

(stay quiet dummy) — suguru g. ! nsfw ahead

CONTENT ౨ৎ fingering⸝⸝semi-public⸝⸝name calling (“dummy + stupid”)⸝⸝suguru being a pervert + mean(?)

WORD COUNT ౨ৎ 1.6k

a tutoring session with nerd!suguru but his patience is running thin with you. you two have been sitting down at the same table for the last three hours reviewing cellular processes and the endocrine system, but no matter how many times he repeated words, used a different technique, and even gave you an example .. you just couldn’t get it.

“are you stupid or something ?” he says bluntly, looking at you with a bored expression and then down at the answers that are incorrect once again. “I’m not!” you scoff rolling your eyes already annoyed with suguru when he insulted you for the tenth time and quite frankly you’re also getting frustrated with yourself, “not my fault this biology stuff doesn’t make any sense !” you comment defending yourself while your eyes fall to the red marks that pointed out your mistakes. literally, why is the endocrine system so complicated ?!

suguru rolls his eyes at your remark, pushing up his glasses, “of course someone as air-headed as you wouldn’t get something as basic as biology!” he leans in, “do you even know what a hypothalamus is ?” his voice is very condescending and sarcastic. ugh, god why does a nerd like him have to be so annoying, yet so hot?

“do you know how to shut the fuck up?” you snap back glaring at suguru now face-to-face with him. your sudden outburst had the nerd chuckling lowly at how adorable it is to get you riled up so fast. he’s not even fazed at all he leans into your personal space almost nose to nose with you, “shutting up isn’t something I do” still keeps up his satiric tone but this time his lips turn into a grin. is it hot in here or is it the obvious tension you two created?

his gaze seems as if he’s looking you up and down, “you do realize how close we are right?” if he gets any closer, your lips would almost be touching. suguru is right, you two are practically so close to kissing if you or he leans up. “I noticed..” you whispered staring up at those dark brown eyes of his. you slowly leaned up to kiss suguru … until some student walked by around the area making you quickly look back down at the textbook in front of you. you really hope that students didn’t notice how close he and you were seconds ago.

your breath hitched when feeling his hand rest on your thigh rubbing it up and down, oh my god his hands.. “s..suguru..” “shh.. don’t want anyone hearing us, okay princess ? they’ll go tell the principal” he slowly slips his hand underneath your skirt grazing your inner thigh. god, his warm and comforting scent is driving you crazy. “now, be quiet for me... you can do that, yeah ?” he whispers into your ear while his two fingers begin to rub small circles on your clothed clit.

“… you’re a pervert” you bite back a small whimper while looking down at what’s happening below the desk. the way he rubbed small and slow circles around your clit, feeling his body press a little bit to your side and those half-lit eyes just staring at you wanting to see your reactions up close. “why, yes I am.” he whispers right back into your ear letting his nails drag along the inside of your thighs, “such a naughty girl getting riled up by something so simple.” he leans in closer until he can feel his breath all over your ear.

suguru tilts his head to see your flushed face, the tiny lip bite and eyebrows furrowing in concentration. his voice is low and husky, “right here ?” he lets his fingers trail down lower, teasing you by touching the hem of your underwear. “mmhm..” you nod looking over to suguru then back down at your lap growing more fuzzy and and and on his touch. lifting your skirt more, you let out a soft breathy sigh giving both him and yourself a perfect view. “oh, I’m sure you’re very pretty down there…” he says in a hushed tone, letting a finger trail cross your underwear, teasingly touching you. “do you want me to take a peek?” his eyes shift from yours to focus on your intimate area, your face getting flush.

his voice is still very low, almost like he’s whispering sweet nothings to you, or dirty talk — you can’t tell. all you know is that you want to feel his fingers inside your soaked cunt. “suguru please .. don’t tease” you plead to keep your voice low enough for him to hear.

suguru who just lets out a quiet laugh, reaching down with two fingers and slowly pushing your panties down to your knees, exposing yourself completely.he looks up at you for a moment, you can see the hunger in his eyes. “such a naughty girl…. you know you could get in trouble for this… but you like it, don’t you?” he licks his lips, his tone still quiet, “yeah ? and you’re the nerdy pervert touching me like this ..” you replied still keeping up your sassy attitude with him. you stifle a moan when you feel him enter a finger curling it up and slowly pumping it in and out of your wet hole. “oh right, I’m oh so nerdy.” he says mockingly, focusing on his task in hand, soon inserting a second finger.

his fingers slowly pumping in and out of your pussy curling them once in a while, reminding you to keep your voice down and not to let a whimper escape out of you. “touch yourself, okay? I’m sure a dummy like you can do that” he utters out focused on pumping his fingers in and out of you while your breath hitches when you begin to slowly rub on your clit.

"suguru — oh my god." you whine out a bit too vocally for his liking which got him to stop, "stay quiet or I'll leave you here, dummy." god the way he whispered that into your ear was making you even more aroused and bothered. "good girl.. just let me please you okay? maybe after you cum you can get that brain of yours to work" suguru taunts lightly watching his fingers coated in a light shiny sleek pumping in and out of you. biology was the least of your worries when he makes you cum on his fingers and then drag you to his dorm to fuck you from behind.

[seawing-vibes]

Six-Claws & Baby Ostrich warmup sketch <33 ! !!!

[eidrefangel09]

(turns over box and legos fall to the floor)

Pls don't step on them

[princema-k]

THUS BEGINS MY REPOSTING OF OLD WORKS HERE

haiiiiiiii tmc tumblr :3 (originally drawn in march 2022)

[ranger-kellyn]

team star's boss battle music is actually so fucking good???? hello??????

[mythicandco]

thinking abt the blorbos but they aren’t even rotating. they’re just sitting there and it’s very intense

[lokh]

THEIR TYPING QUIRKS

[meaispunk]

(in your arms I find solace) — satoru g. ! angst + comfort

CONTENT ౨ৎ depressive themes⸝⸝doubt of self worth⸝⸝platonical best friends⸝⸝ brief of s2 spoilers

WORD COUNT ౨ৎ 1.8 k

satoru is tired, not the usual tiredness of a long day or dealing with curses, but just tired. every day seems the same. the routine starts to become too repetitive. wake up, go to mission, exorcise curses, go home and sleep. wake up, go to mission, exorcise curses, go home and sleep. wake up, wake up, think, stay in bed, and stare up at the ceiling lost in thought. he thought he could smile his pain away but you could see your best friend was losing an internal battle with himself.

he always brushes other people’s concerns and plays off whatever’s bothering him as a joke, he doesn’t want to burden them with his problems. they have enough on their plate so why should he add more to theirs? he’s the strongest, the strongest shouldn’t crumble down, be vulnerable talk about their problems, and become a burden.

he’s the strongest right? then why does it hurt so much? that’s how he found himself in your arms, “I feel terrible… almost empty” his voice small and barely auditable. your silence was oddly comforting, your solemn silence being a sort of comfort for Satoru’s troubled mind. “… I know” you whispered holding onto him, your voice matching his small one. “I know you are satoru..”

“wanna talk about it ?” the invitation was so warm and inviting, of course, he wanted to talk about it. he was to break down into your arms and cry about the void inside of him, how it’s all becoming so repetitive, how tired and exhausted his body is. he just wants to break down and never leave your arms, but he just can’t. something inside him is holding satoru back from saying he needs help and that he’s not fine, he never was.

he wanted to say something but just groaned in vexation burying his face into his pillow. his body was hot and slightly trembling, he was fighting back the urge to cry. you frown when nothing satoru’s trembling shoulders and the sharp inhale he takes to calm himself down. slowly yet gently you wrap your arms around his body pulling him into your arms, rubbing his back as well as placing a small kiss on his temple.

without saying a single word, he reached back to place his arm around his best friend in return — satoru tried to suppress his tears as he buried his head into your shoulder. the tension in his body gradually faded till he could finally rest and give in to his feelings. he silently cried, finally expressing the bottled-up emotions.

you held onto him tighter bringing your hand up to his hair, comforting him with small circles, and the other hand holding onto his back, both of your legs tangled up together. kissing his temple once again, resting your head on his, you whispered reassurance and comfort into his ear.

tears slowly stopped flowing as his emotions stabilized at a leisurely pace thanks to your comfort — he remained in the comfortable position, feeling a soothing sensation every time your fingers ran through his hair, lighting massaging his scalp — the warmth of your lips on his temple was a welcome distraction to him.

despite being comforted by your presence, satoru’s expression remained solemn. he turned his head to look at you, your foreheads touching with the tip of your noses facing each other. his gaze was full of affection, but also one that sought understanding. his ocean-colored eyes held so much depth, as if he’d been stuck with this void for a long time and carried that burden like a heavy rock.

satoru’s lips parted to release a sigh, "I want you to know..." he whispered staring into your eyes. “yes satoru? what is it ?” you asked while your own eyes were filled with understanding and warmth. "there’s so much that I want to tell you... I'm so tired of pretending that everything is alright." he paused for a moment before continuing," and.. I'm... so .. I’m lost.. all the time," he confessed, his voice was barely audible, even with you close to hear him. he continued, "I'm just... so sad. it’s all repetitive.. and I’m tired of it.”

gently lifting your hand to caress his cheek you shush him quietly, “shh … shh.. I’m here..” you kept your gaze on your best friend knowing he’s so close to breaking down again. after the events of riko, the fight with toji and losing suguru; not noticing his spiral, the village he burned, the blood he spilled, his other best friend was now gone and just a memory.

“I'm here for you, Satoru... I’m not going anywhere.” your voice was filled with reassurance hoping to ease his troubled thoughts and emotions. opening his eyes, his voice trembled, "I need you..." he was growing more vulnerable now his walls crumbling, he hesitated before uttering into his ear, "I don't want to lose you." while a tear ran down his cheeks as he spoke.

the white-haired teen was genuinely afraid of losing your friendship, especially after so many people already left his life. “promise me you'll stay with me ... even if everything goes wrong. promise me... we'll both be together.” his eyes were desperate, and his heart ached to want that reassurance from you.

slowly you lean up to kiss the tip of his nose and forehead before nodding, “always.. in the bad and good .. I’ll be by your side satoru” That was a promise between the two of you, in the comfort of each other’s arms and inside the room. satoru’s lips twitched before giving you a small smile. it was his turn to kiss you back as a thank you for the comfort, first, he started with your forehead, then went to the side kissing your left temple, both of your cheeks, the tip of your nose, and finally one on your chin; “thank you..” he whispers out hugging you once more. he found solace in your arms and the promise you two made. together in the good and bad …

[whimsical-sonic]

buncha sketches of my boy sting

[scribblingface]

my guy for those curious

[exquisiteagony]

obvs i’m still a finnish music rpf blog but i do have the asoiaf brainrot and have been writing little fics i never shared since like 2015 so

[smidgen-of-hotboy]

TPP 36 Questions AU, Scrapped Content:

The nice, warm inviting fuzziness evaporates. Reality returns. Peter Ransom is dead. He was never real. And maybe neither was their marriage. It all comes crashing back in waves. Four years of the rest of their lives, the suits, the note, two weeks alone in a lighthouse. He came here for one thing, and that one thing still found its way back to him. That one thing is a thief. An actual con artist. And a stalker, a liar, a disillusioned washed up son-of-a–

-question six, "If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?"

[markheathbarofficial]

mark? .. you okay, kid?

- 6

WHAT THE FUCK

[askhenrymorris]

i suck at this

[aeterna-auroral-avenger]

Oh, I'm glad you brought up Ted Dekker actually. I was going to ask about him but thought I sent enough questions at the time lol. I saw a lot of his books on your shelf and I'm kinda intrigued. What kind of novels does he write? Which would you recommend to a newbie of his work? Tbh, and I know this is so judgy, but from his last name I get this weird impression he writes horror. Horror and I don't get along very well 😭

Also Mark Greaney too. I recognize that name from a recommendation list you gave, I think. Something called the Gray Man series? What's that about? How long is it and is it finished?

Sorry, bombarding you with even more questions but I can't help it 😂

-Book Anon

LOOOOOOOL okay welllllllllll...you're not that far off? Ted Dekker's forte is the suspense/thriller genre, and he can get pretty intense with it. But he also writes action/adventure/fantasy as well. He writes for adults and young adults too, and the young adult books are definitely not as intense.

If you choose to look into his work, I recommend looking more into the YA stuff. I've yet to read it, but I've heard the And They Found Dragons series is really good. I've read The Lost Books series which is a fantasy series, and I enjoyed it. Any of his YA books should be safe.

There's also a stand-alone novel I recommend called Blink of an Eye. It's a romance, action/adventure book that has a really fascinating premise. It's been a while since I read it, but I think it's more chill than anything else that's not YA that I could suggest.

Mark Greaney is an action writer as well, and he has some stand alone books (at least one anyway) I've yet to read, but his series is The Gray Man series, following an American assassin named Court Gentry, the most unlucky lucky dude I've ever met in my life. He's incredibly skilled and knowledgeable and ends up in a lot of situations he has to get out of.

The Netflix movie of the same name is based on the first book which I highly recommend watching. The series is very fast paced and lots of fighting and lots of curse words in case you're not into that, you need to know. The series has maybe 13 books now? Still going as far as I know. I'm about to start book four.

[cinnabeat]

people calling moles on peoples faces beauty marks is SO ANNOYING bc i have like?? AT LEAST ten on my face and no ones out here commenting on MY moles and caling them beauty marks and falling over themseves getting my attention bc moles are apparently the sign lf high beauty