#SMS Call

[skyrigel]

Simon never heard his father say sorry, or please, or thank-you, or I love you.

In their house, when his mama would put down hot, heavy casseroles, her skin damp with sweat, eyes darting for some sweet words, his father never said one word of thanks, let alone 'some'. Only waved his thick, impatient hand.

His father never took the plates to the sink. Never noticed when she stayed up at night to sort the screws by size and purpose—organizing the chaos he left behind just to find one damn hammer.

His father never said ‘please can you—’ only grunted with that bitter mouth, glared with those unkind eyes when he needed something.

Simon never heard him say I love you. And he couldn’t believe his eyes the day his father plucked out his baby brother from his mama's arm, and didn’t spare one glance for his Ma. She didn't deserved that, did she? Her weak frail body, cracked murmuring lips — she should be celebrated with adoration, comfort, love.

Love, and an infinite of it.

His father never sat beside her just to drink tea. Never told her about his day. Never asked about hers — what she did, or liked, or wanted. Never reached out his thumb, however calloused it was, to wipe away the sprout on her chin. That he was grateful she's next to him, that he loved her.

So when life happened, and Simon was left to pick up his pieces and place them in a way he wanted to be—he thought whomever he will be, anything, but his father.

Anything but him.

And then life happened again but this time it arranged itself in beautiful ways. Because you came with it this time. You and all your silly lovely ways, you who kissed your knee before resting your chin, you who cheered up catching up with fridge' light switching off, you so beautiful, so kind, made up of sundust. His sunshine — lighting up his world.

And God, he was so, so grateful. Every moment, every day !

“I love you,” he’d say the moment he wakes up next to you. Pressing his love on your lips, on your shoulder, on your neck.

“I love you,” when you spill milk in the morning daze and stare at it like it might disappear.

“I love you,” when he wipes your chin and kisses your forehead.

“I love you,” when he takes your hand in his and rubs it between his palm, why ? Because he'll spend his whole life keeping your hands warm than anything else.

“I love you.” because he loves, loves, and loves you so much that it hurts, so much that it heals, so much that it's everything sweet ever happened to him.

“I love you.” for all the ways his father failed, and Simon too, as a son, as a brother — failed to save his mama and lil' brother. I love you, because in loving you he is allowing himself to be loved.

Masterlist

[miss-anaa]

[karawra]

did i do this meme right

[deansj]

That's feeling is something else

[alexsteev]

dad boyfriend coercing me to drink too many beers, and when I'm all tipsy and drunk, he gently starts to grope me, making sure years of grooming me into being his perfect little fucktoy pays up.

dad boyfriend making me suck his cock, making sure to suck and play with his heavy balls too... He can even slap his dick on my face and see how my eyes glaze over and my needy greedy mouth opens up, begging to be filled!!

dad boyfriend bending me over the couch, saying he was going to make my tingly cunnie feel better! To stop this tingly sensation, he needs to breed me over and over again until I'm too dumb and full of cum that I can only scream... For what? I'm not even sure anymore! everything is sooo dizzy and spinning and it feels good!

dad boyfriend Stuffing my mouth with his fingers as he calms me down, shushing me and saying that everything is going to be fine, I'm with my daddy now! I just need to feel dizzy and filled. Don't worry about what mom or big brother would think. We are just having good bonding time!

[traumszenario]

[artbyclo]

hello friends would you like some possibly tumblr exclusive smpv art because i feel very shy about posting this on twitter

[shehungthemoon]

Ciel you LITERALLY have a demon butler.

[grossillygirl]

i have an obsession with public groping fantasies recently. i just want my tits to be grabbed, my nipples pinched and pulled and played with. someone to rub their cock on my ass, taking my hand and making me stroke them until they cum, walking around with their cum on me uhdhdbdbdb

[miss-anaa]

[bambilovesribbons]

i forgot to post this earlier (≡・x・≡)

[danibee33]

[deansj]

The feeling of squeezing boobs 😍 in public 😋

[traumszenario]

[karrasyne]

john marston redraw of some doodle i made a year ago

old art below cut

i made him greasier lol

[nikonuee]

Airplane and Cucumber should've made out at least ONCE

One sloppy, angry, half-drunk, make-out could fix them (make them so so much worse-)

One moment they're snarking at each other over plot points and "Well I don't see you writing anything, huh? I know how many of those shitty chapters you bought, you masochist!" Their wine is sloshing over the edges of their cups as they animatedly gesture to emphasise their point; The next, The two transmigration are pulling at the other's hair and exchanging wet, open-mouthed kisses. Complaining all through as they paw at the "Stupid Xianxia clothing" "You think it's cool-" and attempt to slip a hand beneath all the layers.

Cucumber ends up seated in Airplane's lap, head tilted back to allow more of that--surprisingly clever when it's not running off--mouth access to his collarbones, teeth running across the thin skin and sending shivers running down his back to pool at the base of his spine.

"I hate you so, so much"

"Yeah, yeah, can you hate me after you get your pants off?"

Cucumber's hissing insults between gasps as Airplane mouths his way up his thigh and Damn, 'Maybe those fingers aren't just for writing shitty porn after all? Oh, Oh-'

Cucumber absolutely doesn't have the face to see Airplane or God Forbid talk about it afterwards so he sneaks out of the Pleasure (heh) House in the early hours of the morning and takes the next available mission far far away from the sect.

He comes back to a smug Airplane who promptly gets his ass 'thwapped!' Because he couldn't resist the "Is it because we didn't say 'No Homo'?"