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midnightmisadventures · 2 years

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Pt 2 (alpha drugs me)

Lmao no but seriously, then him and the guy were trying to explain it but they were saying it works like an edible but you have to pump it in and its slightly painful but worth it but itll take up to two hours to kick in and they had taken theres and blah blah

bottom line i wanted to be high. so i said go for it papi. Lol but no i don't exactly remember but i think he put it in my arm and it hurt like a shot but less and then he took it out...like he was just showing me what its like. But then his friend was like "no alpha you have to pump it for it to work" and he was like yea i know, so he put it in again and like pumped this liquid into me for a few seconds and took it out. No blood or anything. But i was a little weary that i would get a double dose of whatever this was. But if i trusted them that it was weed or at least weed adjacent i was like i think itll be fine.

So then yea whatever.....time passes. Its christmas of coursee. But it was so very odd. I was in this dream for a long time and i kept thinking "omg tonight is christmas eve" but we would never open presents and then the next night would come and i would be like...okay maybe tonight is christmas eve? mustve been wrong. But then it happened again, and i was so utterly confused.

I check the calendar finally and its dec 27th about to be 28th but no one thought it was weird we hadnt opened presents or acknowledged christmas. I kept wanting to speak up and say "guys its past christmas day i dont understand whats going on" but then i saw something briefly that basically said that christmas was on the 28th and that it was like a thanksgiving "last thursday" vibe and i felt stupid for feeling like christmas is always on the 25th. Idk it was weird.

Suddenly though it was two hours later, the drugs had kicked in but it was so gradual and subtle as it set in. But i was just hazy and laughy and realized i needed to keep it together in front of my fam. I wasnt sure where alpha was but phee knew i took it and came over to me and was like "hey how ya feelin arie" wink wink and i was like im gooooooood, all good. Kicked in and everything.

Um......so now the vibe is we're traveling in a sprinter like tour and we stopped and were eating somewhere that was giving camp caf vibes. And alpha was sitting with a group of guys and i was sitting with none other than sally dar griffin lmao. A cutie, and we were looking over at the guys and she was like "alpha's soo hot, he's been all over me lately" and i was not angry or jealous but not willing to be quiet and share my side. Mainly bc i needed her to know we had history and that we didnt just meet eachother like all these other people.

So i start saying, alpha and i go way back into highschool. We liked eachother and flirted with eachother all the time. I was trying to be quiet so it was awkward bc i really didnt want alpha to over hear. So i was like "walk with me to the soda fountain" and at the soda fountain i told her as much as i could about us in like 30 seconds. Like bubble blowing, sexual intimidation at our lockers, sexy jacket zipups, i even talked about lenina and was like even when he got a girlfriend he was still into me and i was like this secret and all this shit.

So then she was like damn, but i wrapped it up with like, "he was my number 1 crush all throughout hs so like he means a lot to me" and she was saying yea and kinda like ......go for it.

And then for the first time in the dream i thought about Liam, and wanted to say something like "yea but i dont wanna get into anything with him bc i have a guy i really like/ i dont need attention for him i know the guy i wanna be with" but didnt bc....i wasnt sure it was worth it and i did plan on pursuing alpha.

So then, especially since we were so close and cuddly the other night i wanted to spend more time with him because it had felt so good. But i wasnt in any mood to chase or be weird.

Cause then of course theres this other bitch, her name was like amaro? or amareo? and i know what ur thinking. But i didnt see much of a connection.

*liam just responded again 4:19am*

Anyways, amaro was rich her family owned a music festival like her parents were the founders of a popular festival. We were taking a long drive and she sat next to alpha and was flirting with him for so long and they were laughing and talking and i was like ughhhh, how'd this bitch swoop in like wtf i thought i was in the clear.

So then we got off at one place and was at this gas station, we all got drinks/snacks and were going back to the sprinter. And i was planning to try to sit next to alpha for this next leg. We get to the car and our directors tell us to sit on a particular side filing in, which worked in my favor cause now i had an excuse to take her seat. I'm first in line, i go to her spot in the last row and i see in her seat she had period bled allllll into it. And it was kinda gross and it smelled, meanwhile i turn around to try to take the seat in front of me and shes taking that one so now im backed into this corner and shes bout to get away with blaming it on me. I was torn because ew? but also shes a girl and i understand and i felt bad, but also i didnt want to sit there it wasnt clean and we were leaving and she wasnt there?? so i sat in the middle and....honestly idk what happened.

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snapzback · 2 years

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▪ man. i never thought about sex this much until kitkat. wtf.

▪ nobody else gives me any kind of reaction, but i see him smilin at me and i feel like i want to just. put him inside of my body. like if he was inside my ribcage then itd be okay.

▪ i remember when i was a kid, there was this other monster that i thought was the coolest. he gave me a card for valentines once and i was so happy i ate the card. he thought i was a weirdo and never talked to me again.

▪ i get that same feelin with kitkat. i like him so much i want to put him in my mouth and keep him forever. that sounds so stupid. but sex is just a temporary, fleeting thing. but im too scared of something that's more permanent. im too scared of screwing it up and when our hearts pull apart, it'd hurt more than anything.

▪ im a coward. i dodge everything cause im scared of pain. i'll crack my skull on the pavement but i can't take a punch. i won't take a punch. i'll run and run and run.

▪ but when it's kitkat i cant run. i dont move. i want everything about him and i want it in my mouth. if it's in my mouth, and i swallow it, it's mine forever. funny things for a skeleton to say. it just comes right outta me. but he's made of magic and so am i, so maybe it won't fall right out.

▪ maybe this is something that won't fall through the cracks. or am i stupid to think it'll ever last. he likes me right now, but will he like me when i snap? when i think it'd be better if he hated me. when i break something that he cherishes so much and i can't put it back the way it was.

▪ i was such a mess when that monster called me a freak, i remember i grabbed sans' telescope and chucked it into the water. i tried to go in to get it, but it sunk through the mud and i couldnt find it. it's probably still down there. sans was so angry at me. i dont think, i cant think. when im like that... im a real monster. im a real freak. im so scared of screwing up and losing kitkat too. im so scared that im gonna fuck it all up and im gonna be alone again. i dont wanna be too much. i dont wanna be annoying to him. it's fine with strangers. they dont matter.

▪ kitkat matters. he matters so much. and if i screw this up, he won't even hate me, and it'll hurt worse when he won't want anything to do with me. i don't know what i'd do. i wanna tell him that if he leaves i'll die. but that means he'd be my captive or something. i dont want that. maybe it's how im supposed to be. isnt that what it is? 'fell' types are all wrong and bad and twisted, 'tale' types are good and honest and bright. i dont think that classification makes sense.

▪ i think tale types have families that care about them and love them and want them around even when they do things that disappoint them. fell types dont have that. fell types have to pull themselves up and play the game on hard mode. im tired of playing on hard mode. i want to play on easy or normal. i want to just laugh and not worry about how many lives i got. i wanna fall in a spike pit and just magically be ok cause im invincible. i wanna be asked if i wanna skip the level cause it's too hard.

▪ tale types are pokemon casual plays. fell types are nuzlocke plays.

▪ whats this got to do with sex lmfao im so retarded im so nuts. i just keep talking and none of it makes sense and i wish i wasnt so scared. he keeps telling me it'll be okay and that he'll love me regardless but the thought of it breaks me into pieces. like i know that it doesn't work that way. everybody's got a line that once it's crossed, that's it. there's a reason im the most annoying guy in the underground. i dont tell you i love you, i fill your shoes with slime and laugh at you when you break your face on the pavement.

▪ i can't even say i love you without cringing. it's not you that's cringe, it's me. i'm cringe. i dont know who i am without all the jokes and shit. i dont like who i am without it. i think im still that kid that eats his valentines cards.

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ppersonna · 4 years

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make me - myg | m

strawberries on a summer evenin'. baby, you're the end of June. i want your belly and that summer feelin', getting washed away in you - watermelon sugar, harry styles

↳ summary- an ordinary sleepover with your best friend turns into anything but ordinary, thanks to your ridiculously loud neighbors above you.

↳ rating- explicit / 18+ / nc17

↳ word count- 4.4k

↳ pairing- yoongi x reader

↳ genre- pwp lol, smut, fluff, somehow the dirtiest fluff i have ever written bc there’s some depraved shit in here

↳ warnings- penetrative sex, oral sex (m/f receiving), unprotected sex (dont...pls), dirty talk, rough sex, degrading talk, dom/sub undertones, bratty backtalk

↳ a/n- yooooo dawg this... was fun. i hope you enjoy!! ive been in my yoongi feels lately uwu. feel free to comment, message, dm, whatever u want babes. i love you!

Yoongi thinks if he has to hear your upstairs neighbors fuck for another minute longer he might actually go crazy.

It’s been hours now. The girl is screaming like a feral cat and the man is doing a terrible impression of a porn star, trying his best to talk dirty but really just calling the howling banshee awful names.

If only his dick would be as annoyed as his brain.

He knows you’re awake next to him too. The steady rise and fall of your breathing changed when the bad porn above you began—now it’s faint and too quick to indicate anything but your wakefulness.

“Ohhhhh oppa!” The girl above you screams.

It’s finally what breaks down the silence in your bedroom. At her wanton sound, you and Yoongi are unable to stop yourselves from bursting into laughter.

Yoongi’s stomach hurts from laughing so hard. Tears form at the corners of his eyes as you make the bed rumble from the force of your combined laughter.

“God, do they think that sounds hot?” You finally ask after settling down to mere giggles.

Yoongi shrugs and wipes away his tears. “Apparently. He must like the way she sounds like a dying cat.”

His comment sends you into a spiral of laughter again, and you’re clinging to your chest as it heaves with exertion.

Yoongi is your best friend for a reason. No one makes you laugh as hard as he does. No one understands you the way he seems to be able to—it’s almost intuitive the way he can understand your feelings.

You live for your weekly sleepovers. You drink wine, watch terrible horror films, gossip about your other friend’s love lives, and fall asleep in your bed together. It’s never been anything but blissful.

Until recently…

When your heart decided it would beat too fast around him. When your brain decided to spin and weave stories of romance with your best friend.

Now, you can’t hardly think about anything else around the dirty blonde haired boy. It’s overwhelming to all of your senses when you see him, feel him near you. You want to kiss him, to love him, to tear his clothing off.

Which makes lying in your full size bed while the neighbors above you fuck and attempt to act out their wildest fantasies—badly—so much harder than usual.

“God,” Yoongi sighs and tugs the blanket up to his chin. “Does she even like it or do you think she’s faking it?”

You wrinkle your nose in disgust. “Ugh, I know I wouldn’t be into it.”

“You don’t like dirty talk?” He teases with a poke to your stomach. It makes an eruption of nerves go off in your chest.

“Oh, no I do. But that’s not dirty talk,” you shrug. “He’s just being mean. There’s no sensuality underneath it.”

He hums and lays back down to stare at the ceiling.

“Give me an example,” he asks of you. It makes your cheeks flush red and you’re thankful for the darkness in your room to provide you cover.

“Um, well,” you cough awkwardly. “He’s saying shit like ‘you fuck anything don’t you?’ which, maybe she’s into degradation, but I’m not. Not that extreme.” Your explanation sounds lame, but you continue anyway. “I prefer to hear things like ‘this slutty little pussy belongs to me’. Possessive and hot at the same time without being too...uhh...hurtful.”

Yoongi feels his cock rise with piquing interest. There’s a nagging guilt about thinking of his best friend this way, and a tinge of jealousy thinking someone who isn’t him has said that to you.

He feels his throat dry up, and you wring your hands nervously on the blanket. The moaning above you doesn’t stop, and you can hear the telltale sound of flesh slapping on flesh, indicating they’ve commenced into penetration and it makes your body throb with annoyance, and with want.

There’s moments when a louder slap echoes through the room—it’s clear the man is slapping her somewhere—and she whines desperately. Your core starts building that familiar heat, a slickness gathering you can’t stop. You press your thighs together tight and squirm as subtly as you can. You pray Yoongi doesn’t notice.

Yoongi, however, does notice. He breathes a sigh of relief internally knowing he’s not the only being affected by the commotion above. But he doesn’t understand the meaning behind it. For all he knows, you’re just turned on because—well, because it’s sex and it’s loud and who wouldn’t be a little turned on? You’re likely not at all aroused by him, or the thought of him. Right?

Another slap echoes through the room and you can tell by the way the girl gasps that her partner slapped her in the face.

“Damn,” you shiver. Yoongi turns to peek at you through the darkness.

“You into that?” He asks curiously. “Face slapping?”

It’s hard to swallow for a moment—it feels like you’re trying to down a boulder.

“Uh, yeah,” you whisper. “Yeah, I like pain.”

Yoongi doesn’t reply and it makes you fear you’ve overstepped the line. You’ve gone too far off the ‘best friend’ track and the whole train is about to de-rail.

You’re opening your mouth to apologize for taking it too far when Yoongi finally speaks.

“Fuck it,” he sighs. “You want to fuck louder and establish dominance?”

The world stops turning. You’re sure that gravity doesn’t exist anymore and the theory of relativity has been proven wrong.

Did Min mother fucking Yoongi, your best friend of over twenty years, just offer to have sex with you to...establish dominance over the neighbors above you attempting to make a cheap porn?

He’s looking at you normally, but there’s a glimmer in his eye that says more. It says he wants you. Your stomach twists in on itself. There’s no way, there is no actual plausible way that the man beside you feels the same way about you as you do.

“You want to have sex with me?”

Yoongi’s cheeks turn pink and he looks away for a minute.

“I also want to date you,” he murmurs.

If you thought the world ended before, you’re sure this is the fiery explosion that brings a new earth into life with a bang.

The noises from upstairs interrupt the romantic moment with a scream, a guttural howl from the man, and then muffled whispers and sighs.

“What do you say we keep them up all night too?” His mouth turns to a smirk as he awaits your reply.

“Yeah,” you nod as you throw the blankets off you. “Fuck those guys, lets show them what real kinky sex looks like.”

Yoongi’s eyes turn feral as he works his eyesight down your body. Your normal sleepwear outfit of a tank top and shorts looks like lingerie to him now and he’s salivating at the way he can see the curve of your breasts, and the press of your hard nipples against the fabric.

You’re throwing yourself onto Yoongi’s body in an instant, pinning him down to the bed and pressing your lips to his. You waste no time in waiting for him now that you know—now that you’ve heard with your two ears that Min Yoongi not only wants to fuck you, but date you as well. No use wasting any more time—the time for action is now.

The kiss is hot and Yoongi’s hands falter for a moment in surprise before he’s coming to his senses and tugging at your tank top quickly to pull it off your body. His hands feel hot on the bare skin of your back, rubbing at your spine and up to your shoulders. It makes you shiver, and you slide your tongue into his mouth to explore the heat inside.

His hands navigate forward to cup your breasts, fingers toying with your nipples—pinching and pulling and rolling between the pads of his fingers. It has you keening into his touch and grinding down on his basketball-shorts-covered cock.

Yoongi pulls away from you and pulls at a nipple harshly, which makes you gasp out loud.

“It’s real cute how you think you’re in charge right now,” he points out. “Real fucking cute. It’s gonna make me almost feel bad for punishing you.”

You’re sure your soul is going to leave your body at hearing your best friend’s sexy baritone voice verbalize your dirtiest fantasies. If this is how you react now…, may God have mercy on your poor little pussy.

Yoongi thinks he’s possibly never been harder than he is right now. His best friend, best girl, is sitting atop his boner and he’s twisting your pretty nipples so hard they’ll surely turn purple soon. You sound so sweet when you whine, and you’re starting to whine louder as he continues the pressure on your tits.

“You thought you could take control, didn’t you?” He asks, slipping further and further into the dominant act. He loves this, thrives off it. He didn’t think you’d ever be into it—none of the girls he’s dated before have—and he’s thrilled he doesn’t have to hide this depraved part of himself.

You nod and bite your lip, wincing as he tugs once more on a nipple before letting go.

“Cute,” he sighs. “But wrong.”

In an instant, he flips you two over and he feels his heart and cock swell at the sight of your sweet eyes widening at the quick change.

“This feels better, don’t you think?” He asks. You nod and he shakes his head. “Answer me, baby doll. You’re already about to get punished. You wouldn’t want to make me not let you cum, would you?”

The fear in your eyes increases and you clear your throat to talk.

“No sir, I don’t want that.”

Yoongi nearly moans. Hearing you call him sir, being underneath him—it’s his wet dreams come to life.

“Then tell me,” he instructs. “Tell me you need me in charge.”

You’re dying to be a brat, really wanting to pull Yoongi completely out of his shell, show him the full extent of what he can do to you. Plus, you really wanna give your neighbors a show—a taste of their own medicine, don’t you?

“What if I don’t want to?” You tease.

Yoongi’s grin turns wider and his eyes sparkle with knowing. He’s a through and through brat-tamer, and by the end of the night you’ll be crying for forgiveness.

“Little tease,” he growls as he leans down to latch his mouth on your abused nipple.

You gasp out loud, and it turns into desperate mewling as his teeth nibble and pull. You’ll be bruised up for days, surely. He sucks hard, pulls on it roughly and bites with meaning. You just know your panties are completely soaked.

“Talking back to me, huh? You think that’s going to get you where you want to go tonight, little girl?”

He turns his attention to your other nipple, eyes peering into yours as you struggle to answer with the sizzle of pain in your breast.

“What are you gonna do about it?” You send back with a shake of your hips under him.

The growl he delivers around your nipple and the quick bite makes you yelp.

“I think I should shut that loud mouth of yours up.”

You smile in response and his fingers tug down your shorts. You lift your hips and allow him to pull the clothing off and you’re left in your slicked up panties.

“Oh yeah?” You retort. “You gonna shut me up with that fat cock?”

Yoongi visibly shivers. His spine tingles deliciously for minutes after the hair on his neck settles. He’s dreamed of you like this, under him and begging to be put in your place. And now, here you are. And he can’t wait to make it a reality. He’s even forgotten about the loud neighbors. It’s now just all about you.

“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Dirty little slut so horny to get her mouth on my cock.”

Yoongi allows a finger to trail down your clothed slit, and he outwardly groans at how wet you are. You’re unable to hold back your whimpers of need—he’s so close to where you need him most and where you’ve dreamed of having him.

“You talk a big game for someone who’s drenched before I’ve even done anything,” Yoongi says with a smirk.

Your legs tremble as he pulls your panties to the side to expose your drenched folds. He dips a finger in and touches your clit. You moan in unison—he’s captivated by the heat and slick, you’re feeling air escape your lungs with every swirl of his finger.

“Y-Yoongi,” you whine. He tsks and pulls his finger out.

“That’s not my name right now.” His hands start to slide your panties down and your stomach leaps with excitement.

“Sir, please.”

“Now you want to be my good girl?” He asks with a chuckle. “Where’s my mouthy little brat who wants my cock to shut her up?”

He leans back on his heels and watches you eye him. You’re nearly bursting at the seams. You’re naked while he remains completely clothed and while you’d normally feel exposed and vulnerable, all you feel is white hot heat. You’re burning for Yoongi, for him to do what you’ve dreamt he could do.

“Why don’t you show me what that sweet mouth can do?”

He maneuvers to stand at the side of the bed, dick straining against the mesh of his shorts. He waits for you to sit up, which you wordlessly obey. His cock is now eye level with you, and your mouth feels dry. You’ve dreamt about this dick, about what it looks like and how it would feel in your hand, inside you. The fact that you’re here now, about to find out all your secret fantasies is heady.

Your hand rubs at the straining material, over the thickness of his cock. He feels big, and you give it a squeeze which makes him hiss.

“Still being a tease,” he sighs with faux disappointment. “You’re in a precarious position to be such a little cocktease. Might need to fuck that right out of you.”

It makes you whimper—his direct threats sounding like smooth promises going straight to your core.

“I’d like to see you try.”

Yoongi growls and grabs a bit of your hair, tugging your head back to look at him in the eyes.

“I think you should shut this fucking mouth up.” His voice is dark, and his eyes glow with lust.

A grin pulls over your face as you gaze sweetly up at him—his hand still gripped tight in your hair.

“Make me.”

Yoongi is silent for a moment as he stares at you in wonder—his beautiful girl, so rebellious and yet so willing to comply.

“I fucking love you, you little fucking slut.”

Yoongi forces his shorts down and grips your chin, holding it hard in his hand.

“Now choke on my fucking cock.”

You open your mouth complacently and he wastes no time in shoving his entire length down your throat mercilessly.

It’s hot. It feels like fucking heaven. Your lips wrap around him and suction and he can feel your gag reflex straining against his tip at the back of your throat. Yoongi thinks his entire spine is tingling with desire for you and the way you take his cock so well has his toes curling.

You didn’t even get to have a good look at Yoongi’s cock before it was shoved into your throat, but now that it’s there you don’t even need to see it to knows he is fucking thick and long. It stretches your mouth and you know your pussy will be taken to its limit when he finally buries himself inside you where he rightfully belongs.

“Can’t talk back now, can you?” He teases as he begins to fuck your throat. “Mmmm shit—, you suck my cock so fucking good.”

His words are nothing but encouragement for you and you fight back the growing discomfort in your throat and allow him to use it as he pleases. Tears form in your eyes and slip down your face at the exertion and you soon feel his balls slap at your chin. You’ve only fantasized of being used like this by Yoongi, and now it’s actually fucking happening. You’ll be damned if you don’t give him the suck of a lifetime.

Yoongi thinks he’s staring into heaven as he fucks your tight mouth and watches as your eyes fill with tears. They leak out and he knows you’re loving this just as much as he is by the palpable enthusiasm you accept his cock with.

“Look at my little brat,” he coos mockingly. “Not so big and brave now, are you? Not with daddy’s cock wrecking your hot mouth.”

He picks up the pace and the sounds turn disgustingly lewd. It’s a wet, slurping sound as Yoongi forces his cock in and out of your drooling mouth. Saliva drips onto the bed below you as you take him all, never given a chance to breathe or swallow. Yoongi takes and you selflessly give. You’d allow the man to split you in half—and you’re actively hoping he does just that tonight.

Suddenly, Yoongi is pulling out of your mouth and leaving you panting and keening for more. He grips his cock with a fist. He strokes himself roughly and looks down at you.

“Gonna cum, baby girl. Fucking beg for it.”

Your hands grip at his thighs and you’re breathing hard to catch up on the oxygen you were denied. But it doesn’t stop you from doing exactly as he orders.

“Please, daddy. Please cum on my face. Let me taste your cum, I want to know what you taste like. Cum on me. Mark me, daddy.”

Yoongi whines and increases the speed of his pumps. His mouth falls open as he watches you pout so sweetly and wait so eagerly for his seed on your face. He wants to see your entire body covered in his cum and he plans on ensuring that happens sooner rather than later.

“My eager little bitch. Wants her daddy to mark his territory.”

You nod, tongue sticking out and wagging like a dog for his cum.

“Please, daddy. Make me messy.”

It seems to be the secret password to Yoongi’s climax. Your desperation, your eager position, the way you beg so sweetly. It sends him right over the edge and he cries out as his cock pulses white stripes over your pretty face.

He wishes he could take a picture of the way his cum covers your face. He’d make it his background photo so he could see it every day, show everyone around him the gorgeous little whore he gets to cum on every night.

“Shit, babygirl,” he groans as he attempts to catch his breath. “Look at you.”

You smile as your tongue retreats into your mouth and you savor the drops that landed on your tongue. Your eyes close in bliss as you enjoy the flavor, noting it tastes salty and sweet and you can’t wait to reacquaint yourself with the taste over and over again.

“Lay back,” he orders as he pushes his shorts all the way off.

In his haste to fuck your throat, he only pushed them halfway. He slips out of them and pulls his shirt off before he joins you on the bed.

“Let me drink this cunt.”

You whimper in agreement as you press your back in to the pillows and spread open your legs.

“Please, daddy.”

He grins as he lowers himself to lie between your legs. He blows on it, cool air pushing over your folds chilling you.

“Fuck,” he sighs. “Greedy little cunt wants it all, hm?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“So compliant for me now,” he whispers as he kisses your thighs. “I like it when you behave.”

He kisses in further, and soon he’s using his fingers to spread apart the folds and pressing the flat of his tongue to your clit and laving it over the aching nub.

“Holy shit,” he groans as he comes up and sucks his tongue back into his mouth. “Sweetest little pussy.”

You can’t reply, the capability to speak has left you now. He buries his face back into your cunt and gets to work. His tongue starts flicking against the bundle of nerves and then dips down to fuck into your channel. He works his tongue around you and your back arches off the bed and your heels dig into the mattress. You seek purchase in his hair with your hands, digits gripping at the blonde locks between your thighs.

Yoongi groans and moans into your cunt, and soon he slips two fingers in to fuck you roughly.

He pulls his lips away and licks his tongue over them to collect the slick that lingers. His fingers maintain a quick pace and he drinks in the sight of you gasping at the stretch.

“Yeah, look at you take my fucking fingers. Such a wanton little whore for me.”

He slides another finger in to join, then another, and it makes your cries echo loudly around the room. He suddenly remembers the neighbors above you and smirks. He pulls his hands from you, making you keen with desire and desperately beg for more.

“Daddy! Please, I need..” you gasp. “Need you!”

He pulls himself up to join your hips together and rolls his them against each other. His cock rubs against your soaked pussy and he bites his lip at the feel of it getting slicked up.

“I want you to be nice and loud for me, baby girl,” he demands sweetly in your ear as he licks the shell. He notes your shiver and smirks, before kissing your ear lightly. “Tell those mother fuckers upstairs who’s going to take you to Hong Kong.”

“Yes, daddy,” you agree.

It only takes the consent to leave your lips for Yoongi to spear his cock into you. He’s not slow or gentle, he pushes it into the hilt immediately.

Yoongi meant to start a pace, to begin fucking into you mercilessly, but he’s frozen inside your tight heat. You feel so good, so fucking tight and warm and wet for him. It’s better than heaven, and surely better than any pussy he’s been inside before. Maybe it’s because it’s you, and no one else.

“Fuck!” He gasps. “Holy shit I could cum right now.”

You whine and move your hips desperately.

“Fuck me daddy! Fuck me hard, please! Use me like your little cock sleeve.”

Yoongi bites his lip and feels his cock pulse.

“Shit, you’ve got a dirty fucking mouth,” he grits. “Let’s see if you’ve got a dirty little pussy too.”

He sets a pace, desperately wills his cock not to cum yet. He wants to fuck you senseless, until your eyes roll back in your head. He’s gonna make sure you get off on his cock before he comes close to his end.

Yoongi grips your chin again, like he did at the beginning as he fucks into you roughly.

“Look at you take my fucking cock so deep,” he bites out. “Your cunt is so fucking desperate for my fat cock, isn’t it? You need me to fuck some discipline into you.”

You’re nearly screaming now at the force of his thrusts. He’s pushing all the way into you with each push and his balls smack against your ass deliciously. You’re babbling, words unable to make sense as he fucks all the brain cells out of you.

“Dumb little cock slut,” he whispers as he leans down to suck a nipple into his mouth and bite at it before releasing it “Little brat turns into a perfect little fuck hole for me, so fucking good for me.”

“Yes, y-y-yes baby! S-so close!”

Yoongi’s had you near the verge since his oral, and now with his punishing pace and power in his driving hips, you’re hovering over the edge.

His hand drops down to rub at your clit, a circular motion that has you gasping and screaming his name.

“That’s fucking right,” he breathes. “Tell them, baby. Tell them who’s got the best fucking cock. Tell them who fills this pussy up so well.”

You’re eager to comply.

“You, daddy! Fuck! You feel so fucking thick in me. I need your cum, please, please. Cum on me.”

Yoongi feels his balls tighten impossibly--he knows he’s seconds away from an explosive orgasm.

“Cum on my cock, baby girl. Let me feel you cream my fucking cock. Wanna see you all over this fat dick.”

His free hand tugs at a nipple and pulls it punishingly, tugging it so far it pulls the skin around it. Your screams light up the room, echoing and bouncing off the walls and surely traveling up to your neighbors bedroom.

“Yoongi! Fuck! I’m cumming!” You warn, a millisecond before your world crashes around you.

Your cunt squeezes his cock so tightly that it causes his hips to stutter in their pace. It grips him tight, angry like a squeezed fist and Yoongi feels the air get sucked out of his lungs as his climax follows directly after yours. He didn’t even have a chance to pull out--he’s emptying his load into your womb and whining at the feeling of your pulsating walls milking every single drop greedily.

It’s several minutes later that you’re both caught up to normal breathing and resting beside each other on the bed. The room is silent, save for little pants and breaths, and Yoongi reaches over to lace his fingers into yours and hold your hand tightly.

“You wanna date me?” He asks sweetly, as if his cum isn’t dripping out of your cunt as he speaks.

It makes you laugh. It’s so classically Yoongi that you can’t help but to laugh.

“Yes, daddy, I want to date you. I want to date you every single day.”

He pulls you into his embrace and kisses at your forehead.

“Maybe we should send your neighbors some flowers for getting us together,” he teases.

As if on cue, the all too familiar sound of skin slapping against skin and screeching moans comes from upstairs and plays through your apartment like an unwanted jukebox.

“God damn it, our plan backfired.” he grumbles. “I think we turned them on.”

You press your sticky, sweaty body against him and kiss at his lips. Your hand sneaks down to his cock and grips it again, begging it to come back to life.

“Shall we try again, then?”

#bts smut #bts fic #bts yoongi #bts suga #yoongi #yoongi smut #bangtanarmynet #heartsforbts #minthlynet #ficswithluv #ksmutclub #bangtan smut

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rohdutch · 4 years

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feel better

Pairing: Hangman Page x reader

Summary: You just want to make him feel better, that’s all.

Word count: 2k

a/n: hi dont talk to me i need like a week to recover from this thanks. this is bc of @kennyhoemega and @darbycicci

Warning: nsfw, 18+

“You okay?”

Adam looked up at you from his spot in the chair. He had been in this room alone for quite some time, though that hadn’t really occurred to him until you walked in.

“It’s been a rough few days, huh?”

Your voice was soft, and Adam wouldn’t have asked for anything more in that moment as you made your way over to sit on the arm of the chair. You brought a hand up to his curls, letting it drift through. Adam found it soothing, enough to make him feel just slightly better. He let his head come to rest against you, closing his eyes as he tried to focus on nothing more than the feel of your soft touch.

It hurt to see him like this, to see him so in pain. It made your heart ache knowing what he thought of himself – that he was full of poison, of all things. He didn’t deserve to be treated like that, to be treated as if he wasn’t such an important part of the team. He deserved none of it. This was Adam, the smooth-talking cowboy with the sweet smile and soft expression. He wasn’t any of those things they thought of him.

“You’ll be okay,” you continued with the low words, spoken out of what you thought to be true, or at least what you hoped to be true. “It’ll all be okay.”

“You don’t know that.”

You let out a sigh, getting a bit of a grip of Adam’s curl and pulling his head back so he was looking up at you. “I think I know how we can cheer you up a little bit.”

Adam looked up at you and there was that ache in your chest again. He shouldn’t have to feel this pain.

You pulled on his curls just a bit, enough to make him close his eyes and tilt his head back at the pressure. “Let me make you feel better,” you whispered, moving your lips briefly to his ear before trailing kisses along his jaw, “it’ll help make you feel better, I promise.”

Adam could already feel his breath grow shaky just at the thought of what you might have planned. He wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, but he knew you were right about being able to make him feel better.

Maybe for a moment he could just forget about the friends he had lost and instead let himself get lost in you.

“Are you going to let me make it better?” You kept your voice low, enough that you knew it had an effect on Adam.

Adam swallowed hard and nodded.

You moved from your spot on the chair and stood, your hands on Adam’s thighs as you leaned forward just enough so you were face-to-face. “How you feelin’, honey?”

Adam struggled to find his words as you began to change your position, swinging your legs over his thighs so you were straddling him. He tried to hide the way his breath hitched when your hands trailed up his clothed chest. “Good,” he was able to get out, but he didn’t feel confident in his ability to speak very much.

“That’s good,” you told him, leaning forward to press a kiss to his mouth, “that’s really good.”

Adam made to look down when he heard the snap of one of his shirt buttons coming undone, but you put a hand under his chin and forced it back up.

“Just keep looking at me, okay?”

He nodded again, knowing that you had complete control over him in that moment.

He wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Feeling better?”

Adam felt a slight comfort in the way you kept checking in on him. He knew you were genuinely worried about everything that had happened recently, and even in a moment like this, the concern you felt still showed through.

“Getting there,” he managed to say as you snapped the rest of the buttons apart and pushed the blue fabric back against his arms.

For just a second, you had him pinned. Your chest was almost completely pressed against his as you straddled his thighs, keeping your hands on his hips as you looked down at him from your slightly higher position.

“I’m going to treat you so well.”

Adam couldn’t contain himself. He pushed up just enough to slip the shirt off and toss it somewhere to the side. He never took his eyes off you as he started to reach for his belt buckle, but you were quicker than him. You pushed his hands away and pressed your mouth against his ear.

“I’m the one supposed to be making you feel better,” you whispered, biting gently at his earlobe for added measure. “You have to let me do the work.”

Adam had never been more in awe of you than he was right then as you took the charge and slowly undid his belt. You were careful as you pulled it from his belt loops, going teasingly slow until finally it reached its end and you threw it to the side with his shirt.

You sat still then, taking a deep breath as you looked Adam over. His bare chest and the brightness of his cheeks because of the way you had been teasing him these past few minutes. He wanted more if he was being honest, but like you had said – he had to let you do the work.

“Oh, honey,” you laughed a little, noticing the impatience that was beginning to settle in for Adam, “I’m nowhere near done with you.”

Adam didn’t think he would last another moment. He could feel the way his jeans were beginning to grow uncomfortable as the pressure began to build more and more. “Please,” he let out a little noise and a part of you soared at the sound of it.

“What was that?” You trailed a finger down the side of his cheek, leading it down to his neck before you let your hand rest there.

Adam let out a shaky breath, closing his eyes as he tried to calm himself. “Please,” he said again, slightly louder than before but still pleading.

“I’m not going to make you beg,” you said, keeping the one hand pressed against the side of his neck while the other trailed down to the button on his jeans. “Just let me pace the situation, okay?”

Adam nodded almost too quickly, his impatience becoming more apparent as he began to become restless. He brought his hands up to your thighs, enough to just get the feel of you, and to give him something to do with his hands.

You gave him a smile when you pulled away, this time moving to stand as you finished undoing the fly on his jeans. “Need to sit up a little, baby,” you told him gently, and he was quick to follow instructions as he lifted up off the chair enough for you to grab the belt loops of his jeans and use them to drag the pants down, letting your fingers ghost over the skin of his thighs as you did. “The boots, too,” you added on, and again Adam was quick to oblige as he kicked his boots off and allowed you to pull his jeans completely off.

“What about you?”

There was that small voice again, proving how much Adam really wanted this.

“What about me?” you teased, throwing him a wink as you stood up and stripped of your shirt.

Adam’s mouth fell open as you undressed in front of him. This definitely wasn’t the first time the two of you had seen each other naked, but there was something so real about this moment that it made him get lost in only this time, in only this moment where you had all the control.

“You still good?”

Adam’s eyes were wide as he watched you.

“You need to talk to me, Adam, honey,” you said gently, moving back to your position of straddling Adam’s thighs.

Adam was speechless for a moment as his hands found their way to your hips, moving them up the sides of your body and just taking in you. He loved you so much in that moment.

“Adam.”

“I’m good,” he breathed out, his head coming to rest against your chest as he tried to catch his breath. “So, so good.”

Your heart swelled then. You brought your hands up and tugged them through his curls, pressing a kiss to the top of his hair. “I love you,” you told him softly, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” Adam whispered against your skin, knowing he’d never forget how much this moment meant to him.

“Are you ready?” you asked after another moment, knowing that you still had promised something to him. “I’m not done trying to make you feel better.”

When Adam looked at you then, the lust was more apparent than ever. He wanted this so bad, maybe more than he ever had before. He let out a soft noise when he felt your hands brush across his hips, teasing the band of his underwear.

You slid a finger beneath the band, pulling it back just a bit and letting it go with a snap. You tried to ignore the way Adam groaned because you knew if you let his noises get to you, this would all be over far too quick.

With deft fingers, you quickly slide your fingers beneath the band of his underwear and pull them down just enough to release him.

Adam’s so overwhelmed then. He lets out a breathy sigh when you grab him, and lets his head fall back against your chest, his arms coming up to wrap around your waist lazily.

You on the other hand, maintain your composure as you position Adam at your entrance, taking your time and causing him to let out another impatient noise.

“Please,” he said again, and you held to your word about him not having to beg and beg because the moment he said that, you slid down on him.

Adam hissed slightly at the first feel of you after so long of being worked up. He wasn’t sure how much he could handle when you started moving, slowly at first before picking up the pace a bit as your hands found their way to his hair again.

You pulled slightly at his curls again, but only enough so that you could pull his head back and press your lips to his ear. “Are you close already?” you asked, already knowing the answer.

Adam couldn’t help himself and bucked his hips up, making you the one who was moaning now. Adam met your pace now, letting himself get lost in the movements as he felt you kiss at jaw, your hands coming to grasp his face.

When he came, you held his face in your hands with your forehead pressed against his. You weren’t far off from your own orgasm and followed behind just a moment after, your body coming to relax against his.

When he finally opened his eyes again, you were looking at him with so much love etched onto your face.

“You’re not full of poison,” you spoke softly, your fingers caressing his cheeks. Adam felt at peace for the first time in a while as you looked at him. “You’re so full of love for me, for your friends, for everyone. You’re full of nothing but love.” You pressed a soft kiss to his lips, letting it linger just enough. “Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise, okay?”

And for once, maybe Adam didn’t see himself as a poisonous person. Maybe he was worth it, even if only a little.

#oh my GOD dont talk to me #adam page #hangman page #adam page x reader #hangman page x reader #my fics

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maplecourtesy · 4 years

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TAZ:G NOTES, EPISODE 27

oh we’re starting with a full recap of the history huh;;

HHHHHHH ARGO, all i can think about is argo…. ever since last week my brain has been like many thoughts head argo keene

argo…… already…… oh god the music. argo gripping fitzroy’s shoulder;;;;; i love how that’s the thundermen’s love language.

[most of the content under the cut, because spoilers!!]

OH L O R D I DID NOT WANT TO HEAR ABOUT THIS…oh jesus christ JESUS FUCK GOD WHAT THE HELL IM IN SO MUCH PAIN. THE ONE THING I DID NOT WANT. THE O N E THING. WAS HEARING ABOUT ARGO KILLING FITZ AND THE FIRBOLG. I KNOW THIS ISN’T REAL BUT IT VERY WELL COULD BE IF THINGS GO WRONG OH THIS IS AWFUL. IM IN A FITZROY KINSHIFT AND I FELT PAIN BETWEEN RIBS WHEN TRAVIS SAID THAT…. IM ALREADY EMOTIONAL SOMEONE HOLD ME. “you consider what you have done, and you smile.” NOTHING HAS HURT ME AS MUCH AS ARGONAUT KEENE.

i’m like . shaking. that singular dream sequence has convinced me that argo is genuinely one of my Highest comfort characters. i feel nothing but pain.

unfair that this cute music is playing while argo is waking up from the. WORST possible nightmare.

“does fitzroy have his own bedroom?” “he does” “*evil bastard chuckle noises from griffin*” GOD I LOVE HIM

notes in the adventure zone are never good. why are they never good i almost don’t wanna hear this even if its just a good lil fitzroy note. BE BACK SOON. if travis had made it say just “blah blah blah. back soon.” i think i genuinely would’ve fucking lost it. sorry for having taz balance brainrot i dont do it on purpose <3

NOOOO GOD I HATE THIS SO MUCH. GET OUT OF ARGO’S HEAD ARGO DON’T LISTEN TO HIM BUDDY THEY LOVE YOU SO MUCH THEY THINK YOURE THE ABSOLUTE BEST OH MAN IM SAD. i knew gray’d be capitalizing on argo’s fears and doubts n insecurities but i didn’t realize it’d hit this hard…. man argo cmere lemme give u a good good hug.

NOT @ THEM BEING MEAN TO CLINT TOO SDBFJDKSJ;;;;; STOP BULLYING CLINT AND ARGO!!!!!! >:T JAHSBJSDF TRAVIS MAKING THEM APOLOGIZE;;;

right before justin said his little podcast law thing i was literally Just about to click the 1.5x button and i felt very called out

FAST FIRBOLG FAST FIRBOLG. ITS VERY FUNNY THAT HIS UHHHHHH’S STILL REMAIN THE SAME THOUGH. hey does travis know what Talking Faster means.

“i have been giving this much thought” “HELL YES"

"the worry-"

"aw no"

WHEJDJDBSJSHBS

OH THE MUSIC!!!!! FESTO TIME THIS IS FESTO TIME!!!!! I MISSED FESTO SO MUCHHHHH GOD FESTOS THEME MUSIC SLAPS SO HARD

as always fitzroy is already being The Best. hes so good. man festo better be impressed by this.

“DID YOU SEE?????” EVERY DAY I LOVE FITZROY MORE..

you heard the man travis!!! we need a festo and fitzroy rave scene and we need it NOW

OH THANK GOD ITS FESTOS PROPER VOICE AGAIN I WASNT FEELING THE VIBES

I MISSED SNIPPERS SO MUCH TOOOOO I LOVE SNIPPERS TO THE MOON AND BACK…. snippers the phantasmal crab well spring of all magic ever

I LIKE GORDY SO MUCH!!!!! GORDY GOES TO RAVES!!! :DDD

hey festo do u wanna spill the hot drippin wet goss

YOU DO HAVE A HABIT OF PISSING PEOPLE OFF WJDNSNFJSKDFJKN THIS WHOLE EXCHANGE….

FESTO MAKE JOKE SDHJFBHSHDJFJHB

rip fitzroy <3

CLINT THE POWERFUL WIZARD…. GOD CLINTS CANONICAL IN EVERY UNIVERSE…. THE. SDHFJJBSDFHJSDHJFB THE CLINTORIS. LET ME OUT OF HERE I WANNA GO. I HATE IT SO MUCH. I HATE IT I HATE IT.

hehe pretty music!! i will never shut up about how beautiful griffin’s composition is especially in these recent episodes;;

I REALLY ONLY LISTEN TO THE AD READS FOR BABY DOT NOW I LOVE HER SO MUCH;;;;;; <333 THAT’S A GOOD HALLOWEEN GROWL;;;;; HEY BABY DOT;;;;;;;; oh i love dot so much im ;3;

glad we had that chat about using the potty!!! thanks guys very cool!!

now why would fitzroy bring that up.

WHERE IS ALL THE ART OF THUNDERMAN LLC IN BOOTY SHORTS CLIMBING GEAR!!!! I NEED THAT!!! GET ON IT ARTISTS!!!! /LH

WHJBDHHJSDHJFHBJ NOOO GOD;;; i saw a post that said it sounds like argo seems like hes feeling some rejection sensitivity dysphoria and Yeah;;; little sidetrack but i really do feel like all the thundermen are neurodivergent in some way. i project my adhd very heavily onto fitzroy and i think that argo and the firbolg could both be somewhere on the spectrum!! argo could also be ocd and thats a very comforting headcanon too;;;

GOD SARCASM…..

oh its hieronymous;;; sad music time i don’t like this;; i care so much about hiero i hope he’s doin alright;; “i’m just tired.” yeah me too hiero…

GOD EVERYTIME FIRBOLG MAKES A JOKE I LOSE MY MIND…. canon that firbolg does a little celebratory dance after each banger joke

“we can’t take that risk” “well MAYBE THEY SHOULDVE BEEN STRONG ENOUGH”

yall think fitzroy could get that influencer cape on and charm his way into the heroic oversight guild. but yeah hiero and althea!!!!

OH NO ARGO. O H. N O. AR G O.. OH JESUS ARGO OH GOD FUCK ARGO……OH NOOOO OH NO OH GOD FUCK ARGO DONT DO SHIT I SWEAR TO FUCKING G O D. ARGO PLEASE IM SO SCARED I CANT HAVE FITZROY GET STABBED… argo sounds so … defeated oh im so sad;;;; i have so many argo feelings…

maplekeeners how are we feelin…

HOW DOES ARGO KEEP FUCKIN ROLLING CRIT FAILS… oh no;;; fitzroy fuck him up. do it. fuck him up. FUCK Y E S. HOLY SHIT FUCK HIM UP FITZROY.

if gray don’t get the FUCK out of my boy argo

thank god argo knows now because idk if i could’ve dealt with him feelin that shitty self deprecation and thinkin it was still him even after that;;

thunderman llc love each other so much god i'm so sad...

oh i cant wait to see the art people come up with for the godscar chasm scene this sounds beautiful...

OPALESCENT SKIN??? CHAOS????? not? chaos??

"i have been called many names, some of them unkind. i think the one i most identify with is order."

HOLY SHIT I JUST GOT C H I L L S WHAT THE FUCK THAT WAS SO INCREDIBLY COOL OH IM IN AWE. THAT WAS SUCH A COOL ENDING OH MG GOD.

this commentary got Long but for good reason god this was such a good episode i believe in taz g episode 27 supremacy.... holy moly folks.

#taz #taz graduation spoilers #taz grad #taz g #taz graduation #taz grad spoilers #the adventure zone #the adventure zone graduation #taz episode 27 #sir fitzroy maplecourt #fitzroy maplecourt #argonaut keene #argo keene #the firbolg #master firbolg #taz notes by krys #krys talks

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babybakuu · 4 years

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please dont go

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of death

Word count: 666

A/N: OK I DIDNT MEAN TO HAVE THE WORD COUNT COME OUT LIKE THAT LMAO but i woke up this morning feelin rly angsty so this was born!! enjoy :-)

In that moment Katsuki didn’t care if the villain was destroying more than half of the city, he didn’t care if other people were screaming in pain, and he didn’t care if the other heroes needed his help. In that moment, he could only cradle you in his arms and hold you tight till you took your last breath.

Was it selfish you wanted your final moments to be with him?

“Fucking stay with me!” He yells but his tone is surprisingly soft. You force a laugh while reaching up to caress his face but you fail miserably and he grabs your weak hand to place it on his cheek. “Don’t you dare fucking leave me.”

“You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Don’t do that.” His voice is cracking now- crumbling with each word. “You don’t get to be fucking stubborn when you’re dying- ohmyfuck, there’s so much blood.” His other hand is on your abdomen, applying as much pressure as he can while you’re slipping in and out of consciousness. Were you really dying? Or was this just some sick joke you were pulling? “J-just stay here okay? I’ll go grab someone- I’ll go find Recovery Girl, she can fix this right? That old hag can fix anything!”

Your eyes shoot open and you quickly shake your head. “Don’t leave me.” You’re grabbing at the collar of his shirt now and he fully understands. It’s too late. Removing your hand from his collar, he brings it to his lips, littering with kisses. “Please don’t leave me. I’m scared.”

He’s choking back the tears now and simply nods into your hand. “I’m so scared Katsuki.” You repeat, tears brimming in the corner of your eyes as if sudden realization was hitting you like a train.

“I got you a dog.” He blurts out. He had no idea why he said that but when the frown on your face turns into a smile, he feels relieved for a second. “She’s at home. I had Kirishima pick her up an hour ago. She’s waiting for you.”

Your eyes light up at the comment. “But I thought you hated animals?”

“But I love you.”

You force another laugh out of your body but this time you wince in pain and your smile quickly fades. “Help is coming.” Katsuki says as an ambulance speeds your way. “Just stay with me a little longer.”

“Let’s name her.” Your eyes are scanning the dingy road for any ideas but it becomes too tiring for you to even blink, your eyes shut. “What about Lord Explosion Murder?”

“Fuck you.” Katsuki says. His tone isn’t rough, it’s light, and he’s attempting to force out a laugh but it’s not working. “Blasty McSplode?” You smile. “But I like Lord Explosion Murder a lot better.”

“You can name her whatever the fuck you want.” He says, eyes fixated on the ambulance- they were so close. “Just keep your eyes open.”

“Katsuki.” You say. His heart drops at the sound and he’s looking down at you, his hands trembling. “Kiss me.”

“I’m not fucking kissing you.” He states stubbornly. “I’ll kiss you when you’re in the hospital- when you wake up from recovery- when you’re okay-”

“Katsuki.” You say again and he knows. You know too. It was only a matter of time. “I love you.” He blurts out. “So don’t fucking leave me, don’t fucking do that to me and Lord Explosion Murder!”

You’re attempting to pull yourself up to his lips but he pushes you back down. “Save your fucking energy. Don’t waste it on me.” If he kissed you now would you go? Would the ambulance make it on time? Could they even save you?

“Katsu-”

His lips are on yours. They’re longing, filled with a plethora of emotions, and they were salty. Were those your tears or his? You couldn't tell.

“I love you.” He repeats as he pulls away.

“I love you too.”

It’s only him and Lord Explosion Murder now.

#bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #bnha x reader #bnha #mha #bnha angst #i wrote this in about 30 minutes lmao

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nightmarefucled · 3 years

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Task 003 - Happy Working Song

listen here

A song that represents your character’s childhood.

Tip Toe - half•alive

Demanding my mind be set free From wanting the things I don't need My pride is hiding its lies behind all the dreams Living inside Delusion is weighing me down It's taking the hope that I found And giving me nothing back

A song that represents your character’s family/relationship with parents.

Death, Thrice Drawn - The Scary Jokes

It's quiet now I doubt if any thoughts will ever come again But there's a sense of some lone consequence Wheezing down my neck It's fine, we're fine I'm doing everything that I'm supposed to do I'd burn it all, I'd set the world on fire just to be with you

A song that represents your character’s best friend.

Blood and Bones - The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra

In search of new shiney buddies, to share with them my worries And my joys and my toys and my secret jars of poison! I searched up high... I searched down low But... no matter where I look no friends began to show And so I made a list of killers, and wrote them all letters Asking lots of friendly questions... with all the best intent they told me

A song that represents your character’s first crush.

Bust your Kneecaps - Pomplamoose

Johnny, you told me You were no fool, you were no chump Then you got cold feet Now all you'll be is a speed bump It's something we call Oh, just a small family business And the family won't like this

A song that represents your character’s teen years.

Novocaine - The Unlikely Candidates

Novocaine, I keep it coming so I feel no pain I tell my girl that I'mma change my ways She knows I'm never gonna change

A song that represents your character’s first heartbreak.

Feel Better - Penelope Scott

Because someone loved me Someone fucking loved me On my filthy life I loved someone I barely knew God dammit I was worth something I fucking learned something And it felt better in my mouth than fresh warm food

A song that represents your character’s motivation.

Great Vacation - Dirt Poor Robins

And we'll see what you can do To try to buy and lie your way outta this one, pal 'Cause the world is gonna be Gone, gone

A song that represents your character’s current crush.

An Unhealthy Obsession - The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra

Some call it stalking, I say walking just extremely close behind I'm sure if I sat down and asked you, well you really wouldn't mind You've got those eyes that drive me crazy And I've got eyes to watch you sleep

A song that represents your character’s favorite song to sing in the shower.

Courtney - The Narcissist Cookbook

Courtney did it! She did it! Courtney did it! Courtney killed Cobain!

(Its a song about suspected murder and conspiracy theories, like... of course he would)

A song that represents your character’s sexuality.

The Cult of Dionysus - The Orion Experience

I'm feeling devious You're looking glamorous Let's get mischievous And polyamorous Wine and women and wonderful vices Welcome to the cult of Dionysus

A song that represents your character’s enemy.

Starkiller - Bear Ghost

I've been watchin' you for quite a while now It's getting all too hard to bite my tongue I know you've caught my gaze, and you've tried to look away But I think it's time we had a little fun

A song that represents your character’s job.

Everything Moves - Bronze Radio Return

Lately I, can’t decide, run or hide Oh and when I do, I’m sure I’ll end up moving too Suit and tie, sell or buy, laugh or cry What’s a guy to do, when nothing's standing still for you So many angles, so many lines So many ways to see the sunrise

A song that represents your character’s fatal flaw.

Kitchen Fork - Jack Conte

Wake from the scar, still feelin' sick Where did it get started? Where, oh, where did this come from? Oh my God, my head's a gunI let myself go

A song that represents your character’s biggest regret.

Feed the Machine - Poor Mans Poison

Fear is on the rise And there's blood all over the ground Let's all just blindfold the poor We must remind them what's in store We got 'em now Just break them down a little bit more

A song that represents your character’s current state of being.

Do it All the Time - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

We're taking over the world A little victim-less crime And when I'm taking your innocence I'll be corrupting your mind

Your character’s theme song.

Mask of My Own Face - Lemon Demon

At all the people hissing, knowing I'm the one they hate And at the big finale I would tear my face away And smile as they grip their own and try to do the same

#wghqtask #task 3 #did you miss me? admit it you missed me || task #we’ll meet again || music #//screams into a void

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sickassastrology · 4 years

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what do you need to know? well, let me tell ya. 🔮🌖🌗🌘

DISCLAIMER🚨: this is a collective for all signs. it will not fit everyones story. time is fluid and energy is free. so this could take place at any given moment in time or not play out at all based on free will. always use your heart to guide you. todays deck used was the moonology oracle. *it doesnt have to happen on these moon cycles, but it could. thanks, erin. 💙

caps♑: be bold and make the first move (cardinal moon). aries cancer libra & capricorn could be important. im seeing this is either about work or love. theres been some confusion on how to manifest your wish fulfillment. some type of communication thats going to be coming through. so either you or the other party is looking to make the first move.

aqua♒: the energy is gaining momentum (waxing moon). hi aqua, so im seeing here you were rejected in some way shape or form (take it how it fits) but now its your time to shineeee! and it will come, thats it!!

fish babes and hunks♓: step out of your comfort zone (north node). pisces could be your north node. beautiful energy you all. its been a long time coming, but when you decide to step out this comfort zone. your going to be up top big time, in balance, and in your power. giving all that good pisces love to yourself and only those that deserve it. *i just heard, you cant trick me again! i know thats right pisces!

the baby ram♈: meditate and contemplate (new moon is pisces). theres something that aries (or your person) needs to walk away from in order to get your happiness back. i see that youve been in a dead lock about this choice and its a heavy load. im seeing you want to move to calm waters and detach yourself from this person to make an offer to the one you really want. i thought this card was perfect for yall. because you guys are all actions and sometime because of that, you dont think. let your inner knowing guide you to the peace that you seek.

bull horn♉: confidence is key to your success (new moon in leo). alrighty, so this shall be quick. if you or your person is wanting a relationship. go for it, thats all ima say.

sweet gems♊: its time to release negativity energy (full moon in scorpio). im seeing a connection that is no longer serving you (doesnt have to be love). this situation is no good anymore. it has caused a llootttt of pain and its time for healing. this person is choosing 3rd parties over you. keeping you waiting on them. and could be drinking way too much. and this person is emotionally manipulative smh. NOT okay. i think its time to move on to something better gems.

crabby patties♋: a new start is coming! (new moon). something or somebody is coming your way and youve been waiting on it too. on a descion to be made and its been slow as hell. but its here now.

cause ima mean ole lion♌: a new romantic cycle begins (new moon in libra). who bouta have yall bood up!? let me know! because look leo. whoever this is....is a yes mam from me! they are trying to wife you. and this was all apart of the divines plan. PERIOT! *i heard they are here to stay* ouuuu!

virgo crew♍: prosperity lies ahead (new moon in taurus). im going to do 2 messages for yall because the first one was super specific. the first one was some of yall want to be like a teacher or help children. keep focusing on your dreams, k? it will lead you to abundance. 2nd message is that youve been stressed out over some special message coming in that will lead you to getting more money. your going to get that message. no more worrying and dry those tears.

the libra scales♎: believe in your dreams (waxing crescent moon). sorrry libra no special message, as this one speaks for itself!! follow that heart of yours.

stingerrrrr♏: the answers you need are coming (full moon in gemini): i wont do a special spread for this. but i will do a simple yes or no. so pick a number 1 2 OR 3. take what fits.

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PILE1: yes.

PILE2: yes, but with some more time.

PIL3: yes.

the straight shoota♐: the end of a tough cycle approaches. (full moon in capricorn). OHMYGOODNESS. yalls energy was so freakin quiet. i had to hand pull yalls card by my own intuition. and look what comes out. THIS. im feelin like youve really been in hermit mode lately after something came tumbling down. but im seeing a boat with a rainbow. *i also heard freedom* a lot of money coming your way as well. love and light to you all.

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rottingsic · 3 years

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today everything shattered for me and I realized I wasn't doin anythin hardly for my own enjoyment. I'm not happy where this all is headin. I've just been desperately pretendin Im the same person, tryin so hard to act the same, act like I know who everyone around me is, act like I know who "I" am.

I don't

and I'm not happy with the path whoever was here before was goin. yet Im stuck here forced to live out this life that isnt even my own. forced to play this role of a person I never knew. forced to go the rest of my life in the shoes of someone I'll never know. forced to pick up their mess, their problems, and fix them.

and this person? they fuckin nerve they had to do what they did. the fuckin audacity they had to act out they did, say what they did, and exist how they did. even in actin like them, the shear shit they said fuckin shocks me that I can't bring myself to act like that. not truly.

and I don't have room to breathe and even try to figure out who I am at all because their life was left in shambles when I came to. I was scared, lost, and confused and just tryin to come to a moment of rest and pretend for my own safety that that was me. and the more I forced myself to act like them, the more I wanted to die. the more I wanted out. the more I learned about what life they left for me I wanted to get rid of it all.

but I deluded myself because I didn't know who I was. I still don't quite. but even just writin down things I do know are me, there's glarin differences. down to even details like my nails are painted and they have been for over a month now. they hated nail polish with a vengeance.

why do I have to live out this life startin from a middle point with consequences for tons of things I didn't do? why the hell am I forced to goin into things I don't like nor want? why do I have to upkeep this appearance of this stranger while Im just tryin to figure out where the fuck I am? its not fair.

and the few people I have opened up about this... whatever this is. I also deluded them into believin we are the same person. and its so fuckin stupid how I'll ask if I'm actin any different under the guise of wantin the answer to be no, but all I want the answer is to be yes. it pains me when I'm told "not much is really different; you just dont remember now"

I want to be different. I don't want to be livin someone else's life. I want to be livin my own life. but Im stuck here. with no where else to go. unsure of what to even do while Im tryin very hard to make sure this person exists to everyone else when they're long gone.

its not fuckin fair.

I want my own life.

but I cant even figure out what I want my own life to even be because Im so stressed out over their life. and their abusive household always tryin to mold them into what they want them to be- now tryin to mold me into what they wanted them to be- doesn't fuckin help at all in tryin to figure out who I am. I act like Im not very suggestable any more after the month or two that its been, but I am. I'm very suggestable still. I'm very easy to lie and manipulate now into whatever you want the truth to be. nothing fuckin feels real so how can I tell lie from truth. esp tryin to act without bein handed the script and just supposed to know.

don't get me fuckin started at all these addictions, compulsive behaviours, and otherwise debilitatin issues that I don't know how to fuckin handle cause I have no copin skills because I was just suddenly handed all of them like it was buy one get the whole store free. I literally had to figure out how to stop impulsively, borderline runnin away from the house. one time I even forgot my phone, the feelins were that overwhelmin.

but even after writin all this I don't know if I truly feel we are different people. at least not entirely different people. how much is self deprecation and not wantin to be what I hate, how much is derealization and delusions with dissociation, and how much is actually bein different people.

I can't give you an answer.

what I do know is that this life doesn't feel like mine at all. I still don't know who plenty of people are. I don't know who "I" was before, not truly beyond the fact they weren't happy with who they were or what they were doin. the whole reason I'm in this mess is because they tried to end it all for the nth time.

my name is rot, but I don't feel comfortable with many people usin it. I don't want the abusers, strangers who think they know me, or anyone in the school settin to call me that. it's mine, not theirs. the other two names "I" went by feel empty and hollow. like a facade. I mean, its better then whatever the hell the blood relatives call me but. I don't know.

and figurin myself out and tryin to actually find somethin that makes me happy, tryin to shed whoever was here before and lay them to rest.... it doesn't feel safe. I have no room to breathe. any "change I make to myself" is met with backlash and unapprovin stares. no one here cares about me. they only care about the idea they have of "me" in their head that's molded to their personal likin, and even then it clashes with the reality before.

I shouldn't have to decide with every little thing I want to do for my own health and happiness if its something I am willin to scream over and take abuse for. because often times the gain is far less than the damage endured, which isn't worth it. I end up hurt either way.

it also doesn't feel good to have all these things around me from before when "I" did decide it was worth fightin for and people ended up takin me so seriously to the point where they invested in those things I wanted. an absurd amount. and there's pressure to keep up with it, but Im not even sure if it's what I want now.

I feel fractured and shattered.

I just wish I knew what I wanted to do for a job at least.

but all I can seem to truly care about is one person. I don't really, truly care about anything else. if I could just be by that person's side for the rest of whoever's life this is, I think it'd be okay no matter what happened. I can scream about all this, but its all secondary in the grand scheme of things.

clarity in what Im doin w this life sure as hell would be fuckin nice though

#text #amnesia #derealization #mine #Im gonna say possibly and preferably to not rb this one if u see it #also the previous two posts are funky cool funky things I found in my drafts #I love warnin messages from 'my past self' like that. lovely. did you know what was goin to happen????? were those left on purpose for me??

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