#WHAT'S UP. POSTIN MY FACE

[emdotcom]

Tee-hee!! Picked up on 'o those CUUUTE Kuromi bags!!!

[seveett]

“ A HELPING HAND , OR MOUTH ? ”

DISCLAIMER; my bad bout not postin’ in a while, i recently adopted two cats and have been really busy in general. this is a bit rushed sorry😭 Pairings; John Price x Top Amab reader ★ cws; oral, blowjob, hair pulling, boot riding, established relationship

You sat at your desk filling out paperwork, the sounds of pen scratching against paper filling the quiet room.

There was a lot of paperwork you had to finish by tomorrow evening, too caught up in your own thoughts to hear anything that happened around you.

You didn’t even notice when your boyfriend, Price, had entered your office, closing the door softly behind him.

He walked up beside you, leaned down a bit and pressing a soft kiss against your forehead. That’s when you looked up and saw it was him.

”What’re you doing?” He asked you, looking over your shoulder spotting the paperwork you were still filling out.

“You know what i’m doing, John.” You said, a soft grin spreading across your face as you looked back down and started filling out papers again.

He watched as you continued scribbling, he started to ghost his lips across your neck. causing you to grunt a bit.

“Would you care a helping hand, or mouth..?” He Said against your neck, making you sigh. “You know i have to finish this, Price.” You balled up your fist, your knuckles turning white.

“Just let me help you, Love,” He got on his knees climbing underneath your desk, placing his hand on your thigh as he looked up at you.

“Okay, but you gotta stay quietly.” He nodded at your words, moving his hands up to unbuckle your belt and unzip your pants, letting your half-hard cock breath once he pulled them down along with your boxers.

He wrapped his soft lips around your tip taking you inside his mouth inch by inch, his warm mouth felt amazing around your cock, the way his tongue swirled around your shaft made you nearly drool.

You leaned back in your chair a bit; getting a perfect view of him. Your fingers intertwined with his hair, tugging it, causing him to gag around your dick.

You moved the tip of your boot onto his crotch, rubbing against it to mess with him causing him to let out a low moan.

He started to gently grind down onto your boot, quickly changing his pace and going down on your cock faster, tears welling in his hues as he continued to gag around you.

He gripped your thigh as you tightened your hand in his hair, looking up at you as you smirked at the sight of him choking around you.

The knot in John’s stomach tightened as he got near his orgasm, causing him to rut against your boot at a faster and rougher pace.

Feeling your own climax near, you started to thrust into his mouth, causing him to moan more which sent vibrations through your cock.

Price, who’s mind was clouded, kept grinding against your boot until he came, his cum staining his pants a bit.

On your end though, you kept going, chasing your own orgasm as you took over and fucked into his mouth, drool dripping down his chin.

one, two, three, four more thrust into his mouth and he felt warm flows of your load flowing down your throat, swallowing it all eagerly.

You let go of his hair and he pulled off of your soft member with a small ‘pop’ sound, breathing heavily trying to regain himself, spitting covering his bottom lip leading down his chin.

Before you could say or do anything he climbed from under the desk and into your lap, his hands softly placed on your neck.

He pressed a soft peck against your lips, allowing you to taste yourself on him. “I want more.” He said, as per usual, always wanting more, never wanting to stop nor let go of you.

And you would never say no to your captain.

᪤; works belong to seveett, do not translate, copy or repost anywhere.

dt; @fizzyyelf

[shindisworld]

Pinterest pics & a small scenario that remind me of what it’d be like dating E42!Miles

Miles 💜💋

Babyboy does not like taking pictures 😭

Only does it to make you happy

Prefers the ones that block his face bc it makes him feel all tuff or whateva 🙄

He sneaks pics of you whenever you aren’t looking and puts them on his lock screen/homescreen

“Miles when did you take this pic? I look dusty as hell”

“Mami, te ves hermosa como siempre” (you look beautiful as always)

Literally has you lookin like “🥺”

You be postin him on your insta and put the caption as “my man my man my man 🤭”

He comments “my beautiful girl 💜”

Your friends go CRAZYYY

Your phone blowin up with

“Y/N GIRL YOUR MAN IS SO SWEET 😭”

“He got a brother? 🤨”

“MARRY ALREADY 🤬”

One day when you’re at his crib chillin in his room and you were just scrolling on TikTok as always. You saw this one video that caught your eye

it was a couple with a matching bonnet/durag 🥹

You thought it was the cutest thing ever, and as soon as Miles got home from his Prowler stuff you ran up to him

“Milessss” you say in a singsong voice “you love me, right?”

“With my entire being, mi sol. Que pasa?”

You excitedly show him the TikTok then look up at him to see him smirking

“You wanna match, baby? I got you.”

The next day when you’re in your room listening to music and you hear a knock on your window

You quickly go to let Miles in and notice he has a bag in his hand. He kisses you then hands you the bag.

“Here you go, ma. Hope you like em’. ”

He got y’all two sets of matching bonnets/durags bc we all know Miles can’t keep it simple

He got one set in purple and the other in your favorite color

Hope y’all liked it 🫶🏽

[macsimagines]

izana, shinichiro and draken hanging out with their darling but then she needs to go to the bathroom or smth and accidentally leaves her phone unlocked near him 🫢🫢

Creep, creep, creepin'

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, CREEPY AND TOXIC BEHAVIOR, GASLIGHTING

Yandere!Izana Kurokawa

Whether or not you left your phone unlocked won't matter because he already knows your password. He made you give it to him the day you got it.

"Quit being a brat. I'm your boyfriend, you shouldn't be afraid to give me your password. What? Are you hiding something?" So after a huge fight that ended with you being gaslit you ended up relenting.

Now he just takes your phone and goes through it. You end up loosing a lot of friends because he just deletes and blocks people without telling you.

"Why do you care so much? You don't need anyone else but me."

Yandere!Shinichiro Sano

Has been dying to get his hands on your phone for months. You're so guarded about it. Always fiddling or smiling down at your screen. It has him feeling so insecure.

"What if she's texting some other guy? What if they're in love and she's planning on leaving me? Is she thinking about him when we're together?"

When you left it unattended and unlocked he snatched it so quick, only a small piece of him feeling weird about it at first but then quickly felt so shitty.

Your screen saver had been a picture of you two together, your whole camera roll was photos of him, and the whole time you've been smiling and looking at your screen was because you've been spamming your friends group chat with photos of him.

[Look at my BF ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ isn't he the cutest!!!!???] [bitch if you don't get his fuckin' face outta the group chat-]

Feels very guilty for being a creep, almost feels sorry for your friends. Almost.

Yandere!Ken Ryuguji (AKA Draken)

Also a douchebag that demanded your password. Not at first, but eventually got sick and tired of you looking at the screen instead of him.

"Seriously!? Are you gonna give me yours!?" "Hell no. I ain't the one always lookin' away Y/N." Basically turns it on you and demands you show him your texts but you never cave in.

When you leave it unlocked its an open invitation. He's checking your texts and photos, he's on your social media blocking people he doesn't know or doesn't like left and right.

Then when you walk back and ask him what the hell he thinks he's doing he just throws it back at you like you did something wrong.

"The hell are all these guys doin' in your DMs, Y/N? You wanna fuck around and play games like I didn't know you were up to somethin' shady?" "I don't even message them back! I always block creeps!" "Oh ya? Postin' a lot of skanky pictures, Sure you don't like the attention?"

You two fight HARD in public, its honestly embarrassing. Good luck trying to break up with him over it though, he's not letting you go no where.

[starsofmilos]

Make Up? (Adrian Chase x reader)

Request: Ohh Tumblr must have eaten the ask! I wanted to request something where Adrian and the reader get into a really big fight, and then have intense makeup sex with dom Adrian overstimulating the reader. And then there’s very soft and sweet aftercare and he holds them.

Eeeee I'm alive again and postin! I was so excited when I saw this request and hope I do it justice!

Masterlist

Warnings: dom Adrian, angst, fluff, argument, yelling, p in v, oral (male receiving and fem receiving) choking, spanking, degradion, cursing, face fucking, spitting

Adrian was mad.

Now usually he wasn't an angry person. He was calm and rational. He took pride in knowing that he wasn't an angry person.

Today had just been rough. He just wanted to go home and cuddle with you.

You had also had a bad day. Things just went terrible today and all you wanted was to go home and cuddle with your boyfriend.

Neither of you are sure how you ended up here.

"Adrian I said it was an accident!!"

"Sure it was!! You totally didn’t plan to ruin the day!"

"Oh okay yes cause that was my end goal for today!! I woke up and said let's piss off Adrian!"

"Yes! You live to piss me off!"

"Do you even hear yourself!!? I'm sorry I fucking forgot to defrost the meat like you asked me too!! I'll buy us pizza!"

"I don't want pizza!!" He roared out groaning. You grew angrier.

"You're acting like a fucking dick!"

"It was the only thing I asked of you today!"

"I said I was sorry and you know I had my own things to do today too right! Not everything of mine revolves around you!"

"All I wanted was a nice night with you and here you are ruining it!"

"Me ruining it! You are! You're the one who's yelling!"

"Cause you wouldn't leave it alone! You wouldn't fucking leave it alone! You kept pushing and pushing and pushing! I said leave it fucking alone but you had to know why I was upset and first of all I’m not even upset-"

"CAUSE I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU!" You screeched out.

"Why?! There’s nothing wrong!"

"Uh I'm you're girlfriend!" Adrian scoffed at your words shaking his head. You grew teary eyed now.

"Oh fuck wait don’t cry! Shit! This was stupid! Just leave it alone!! Fuck I’ll figure this shit out later." Adrian stormed off leaving you standing there.

He stopped in his track feeling something hit his back. It was the bag of frozen meat.

"You're an asshole and I hate you." You sniffled crying. Adrian clenched his fists.

He knew what he was doing was wrong. He hated arguing with you.

"No you don't." He approached you standing in front of you.

"Yes I do. I didn't ruin anything! All I did was show my worry for you dick." You jabbed your finger in his chest. "I even fucking apologized but I take it back!"

"You take it back?"

"Yes I take it back! You're a shitty boyfriend! You're a dick!" Adrian laughed shaking his head.

"You better stop." He warned you leaning in.

"Why? You won't do fucking shit. You're a coward who won't fucking talk about his feelings and instead chooses to yell at his wonderful girlfriend!"

"You're not so wonderful right now." He snapped out pushing you against the wall.

"Cause you made me this way asshole! I hate you."

"You didn't seem to hate me last night when I fucked you in the shower."

"Yeah well yesterday you weren't an asshole. It wasn't even that good. I'm better off finding someone else."

"Someone else? You think someone else could fuck you better than me?" He taunted you.

"With the way you're acting..yes." Adrian laughed pinning your hands against the wall.

"I'm gonna give you five seconds to take that back."

"Fuck you."

"1"

"You're a dick! I hate you! You yelled at me then mocked me!"

"2"

"I don't want your stupid cock! Maybe I should find a better guy." You struggled against his hands. You knew what you were doing now You wanted to egg him on. Take out both your angers another way.

"3"

"Think of it me with someone else fucking them. They wouldn't be mean like you are!"

"Oh honey you like it when I'm mean. I'll fucking prove it to you." He grabbed your hair not bothering to finish counting. You yelped as Adrian pushed you down on the bed. He leaned down kissing you.

You squirmed under him. He gripped your chin forcing your mouth open. "God you're such a little fucking brat. You don't know how to shut up."

You glared at him. "Are you gonna fuck me or keep fucking insulting me?"

"Both." Adrian sat up flipping you around. He yanked down your pants and underwear roughly. You squirmed under him gasping out as he raised his hand landing it roughly against your ass.

He grabbed your hair roughly throwing you over his lap. "What's our safe word?" He snapped out. You stood silent hitting his leg.

"Safe word!" He yelled out.

"It's teal!" You yelled back. Adrian gripped your hair tighter.

"Good do you need to use it?" He asked.

"No." You gritted your teeth.

"No what?"

"Fuck you."

"I'm being serious Y/N." Even while angry, your comfort and safety was the important thing to him. He'd rather die than hurt you.

"No sir. I don't need the fucking safe word." You gasped as he slapped your ass harshly.

"Don't fucking curse at me fucking brat." He spanked you again. "Now count."

"No!"

"Count or I swear I will spank you so fucking hard then leave you here."

You knew it was a meaningless threat. Adrian would never hurt you then not comfort you. He loved you too much and you knew you were being a brat.

"One." You mumbled out wincing from his slap. Adrian smiled now doing it again.

"Two!" You yelped as he slapped your ass.

"Not so fucking tough now huh?" He slapped your ass again harder.

"Three!" You grew teary eyed. These were hard slaps. Adrian grinned seeing your red ass. He rubbed his hand over it feeling slightly bad. It didn't stop him though.

He spanked you a total of seven more times. You had tears down your cheeks by the end of it. Adrian rubbed your sore ass as he grabbed your thigh spreading your legs open.

He smirked. You were practically dripping. "See you're fucking crying but look how wet you fucking are you stupid whore. Look at this little cunt. It's ruining my fucking pants." He sat you up pulling you into a sloppy kiss.

You moaned kissing him back. His tongue pushed against yours. Adrian pulled away laughing as you cried out. He had pushed two fingers in you with no warning.

"Ride my fingers baby." He whispered in your ear. "Get yourself off."

"No no I want you to do it-" You weakly protested. He gripped your chin.

"No only good girls get the good treatment."

"I was good though! You're the one being mean!" You cried out. He pushed you to your knees lifting your head up.

"I'll fucking show you mean. Mouth open now!" He yelled out grabbing your hair. You pouted opening your mouth. He undid his pants quickly.

"Say you want my cock and I'll think about letting you cum tonight." You whined at his words. Adrian gripped your hair tilting your head up.

"Say it Y/N."

"I want your cock." Adrian grinned caressing your head.

"Yeah you do. You want my cock huh sweet girl? My little slut."

"Yes I want your cock." Adrian tapped his cock against your cheek.

"Good now open." You opened your mouth giving him a small pretty look. Adrian caressed your cheek before shoving his cock down your throat. You gagged a bit from the force before relaxing.

Adrian groaned out holding your head against him. "Suck." He gripped your hair tighter. You whined beginning to hollow your cheeks.

"Oh fuck.." He moaned out. His hips thrusted up. You gagged as he choked you. He gripped your hair.

"I'm gonna fuck your throat is that okay? Tap once on my thigh for yes and twice on my thigh for no sweetheart." You tapped on his thigh.

"Good girl tap on it again if it becomes too much." He rutted his hips cursing as his cock made it's way down your throat. He moaned out gripping your hair as you sucked.

You moaned as he began a small pace. "Oh fuck oh fuck..is this what it takes to shut you up? Need to gag you on my fucking cock."

Adrian threw his head back moaning as he sped up now. You whined gagging as he kept going. "Oh fuck fuck fuck...such a good throat. You're doing so good."

He became brutal as he face fucked you. "I needed this so badly. Oh you fucking whore. My fucking whore. No one else gets to do this to you but me. Do you understand? You don't suck anyone else's cock but mine you stupid slut."

Adrian pulled out jacking off now. "Open your mouth now."

You listened as he cursed cumming on your face. You shut your eyes as it landed on your mouth and cheeks. Adrian panted looking at you for a moment. He picked you up throwing you down on the bed.

"Fuck fuck you did such a good job. Lay back and let me fucking take care of you. Such a good job my little whore." He spanked you again flipping you onto your back.

He shoved his face licking a fat stripe up from your hole to your clit. "Adrian!" You cried his name out. He grabbed your thighs folding you in half. His tongue pushed in your cunt.

He moaned eating you out as if he was starved. You grabbed his hair shoving his face against you. He glared up at you pulling away to spit on your cunt.

"This is mine. Do you understand that? Mine. Only I know how to fucking treat this sweet pussy. Am I clear?"

"Yes yes! Please please more!" You sobbed out as he leaned over you gripping your chin.

"No. Am I fucking clear? This pussy is mine. Mine." He shoved two of his fingers inside you beginning to fuck you. "Take back what you said."

"Adrian-"

"Take it fucking back. You don't want anyone but me. Say it!" You sobbed crying as he continued. He pushed another finger inside of you.

The pleasure was overwhelming.

"No No No! I don't want anyone but you! No one but you could make me feel this good! Adrian please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

He smiled kissing you deeply. He pulled his hand away slapping his cock against your clit. You moaned out panting.

"Good girl..good job sweetheart. You're so good honey." He pushed inside. "Oh god so fucking tight. You're so fucking tight."

He grabbed your legs holding them up as he began to fuck you into the mattress.

You panted whining as he moved roughly. He fucked you with one thing in mind.

"Cum on my cock." You moaned panting. "You could do it honey."

"No no I've been bad. I don't deserve it-"

"You shut up you sweet beautiful thing. You shut your beautiful mouth. You're my sweet girl. I've been a dick. Now it's okay make a big mess on my cock for me sweetheart."

You moaned out at his words as he placed his hand around your throat. He held your throat gently as he pounded into you.

"God you feel so good. Just wanna make you cum on my cock."

"Adrian! Oh god! Yes yes yes!" He smiled fucking into you.

"That's right sweetie. Only cock can make you scream like this. You're mine. Mine to love. Mine to fuck like this." You gasped out as he threw your legs over his shoulder.

He spat on your clit using his hand to rub it. "Adrian!!" You cried out his name.

"You feel so good Y/N! Oh fuck you feel so good! Come on baby!" He grunted rubbing your clit harder. You withered on the bed crying as he fucked into you.

"Make a mess on my cock honey. Come on." He growled out dropping your legs to grip your chin. He forced your mouth open.

He kissed you deeply pushing his tongue in your mouth. He sloppily kissed you as he fucked you deeply.

You both moaned panting as Adrian pulled away. "You're mine. Mine. Mine."

"I'm yours." You sobbed out. Adrian pulled out flipping you over. He pressed his chest into your back as he pushed back in. You cried out as he fucked you harder.

"Never fucking forget that. Never fucking forget that this pussy and this body and you are mine." He moaned out. "I'm gonna cum inside this sweet pussy. My pussy."

"Adrian! Adrian!" He pulled your tits as he hugged you tight. "I'm gonna cum!!"

"Make a mess. Wanna feel you squeeze my cock!" You cried out cumming. Tears went down your cheeks as

Adrian humped into you a couple more times before groaning out as he pushed in cumming deeply inside of you.

You both panted. He kissed your neck a couple of times as he slowly laid you down. You cried silently as he pulled out. He flipped you over on your back kissing your face.

You sniffled as he kissed your lips sweetly now. "You okay?" He asked worriedly.

"Yes.." You whispered out. He smiled getting up.

You whined reaching out for him. He came back kissing your lips real quick.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right back." Adrian gave you a smile racing off. He came back with a rag and some water.

He wiped you down gently as you still cried. Adrian wiped your tears away kissing your face.

"Can you drink some water for me honey?" You nodded sitting up.

He helped you to the restroom waiting for you.

Once you came out he helped you into one of his shirts sliding your panties on for you.

"I'm sorry I didn't defrost the meat like you asked me too.." You mumbled out once he tucked you back into bed.

"That doesn't matter. It never did. I'm sorry. You were right I was being an irrational dick. You were busy today too." He kissed your lips cuddling you into his chest. He rubbed your back.

"But it was the only thing you asked of me and then you said I kept bothering you and and-" You cried now. Adrian shushed you kissing his lips.

"No no Y/N. No..It was me. I had a bad day and I took it out on you. I should've never done that to you. You were being the best girlfriend trying to make sure I was okay. I'm sorry okay. I'm so sorry."

He kissed your tears and cheeks. "I'm sorry. I just had a really bad day. It was terrible. I shouldn't have left yelled at you. You were right. I was a terrible boyfriend. I love you so much."

"I love you too..I'm sorry I said those mean things. I also had a bad day."

"We both had bad days. It's okay. I'm sorry for yelling at you for something so small. I shouldn't have." He leaned in kissing you. "You tried to make it better. I had those mean things coming. I'm so sorry.."

"I forgive you." You mumbled out sniffling.

"You shouldn't, but thank you. I will never yell at you the way I did. Never again.." He kissed your head again moving to kiss your lips. He hugged you tightly.

"So you said pizza earlier?"

"It was just a suggestion."

"And it was a good one sweetheart. I love you Y/N. I mean it. I'm so so sorry I yelled at you. You're not a bother and I hate making you cry the way I did." He kissed your lips.

"I love you Adrian. I don't hate you like I said I did. I didn't mean it."

"I know you didn't. You were mad and you had every right to be." He kissed your lips gently. "I'm gonna order us food and I'm gonna pamper you the whole night like you deserve."

"But I was mean-"

"So was I. I shouldn't have yelled at you and after the rough treatment I put you through you need a good night."

"I liked it though."

Adrian smirked laughing a bit now. "I'm glad you did." He kissed your lips now. "God I love you so much."

"I love you too.." You smiled as he sat you on his lap massaging your back. He cuddled you close grabbing his phone.

"Now lemme get you a pizza."

You smiled happily as he kissed your face everywhere. "My sweet beautiful girlfriend."

[ohimsummer]

nasty (ft. connie)

18+, minors dni

—  suggestive, alcohol, virgin! + fem! reader, college! au, slight corruption kink

a/n: scrap LMAO postin it rn instead of letting it rot in my drafts for two months

The day you meet Connie, you become friends straight away. Your pretty face adorned with plump, glossy lips curled into the cutest grin caught his eye, and he instantly knew he had to have you.

The week after you meet Connie, he’s introducing you to his group of friends. They’re a friendly bunch, welcoming you with open arms into their inner circle. You notice the way Sasha elbows Connie in the ribs as her eyes flicker back and forth between you and him, but you chalk it up to just her being silly.

A month after you meet Connie, he’s leading you outside of the club you and your friends frequent after asking if you’d like to accompany him. It’s not long before his hands find their way to your hips and he’s pressing you against his car. You’ve never kissed anyone before, so you’re hesitant.

He grins at you, forehead resting against your own. ”I get to be your first kiss,  then?”

You poke out your lips in a pout, answering with, “Who said you’re gonna be my first?”

“Do you want me to be?”

Connie can tell from the way your gaze darts between his lips and back to his eyes what your answer will be. You let out a meek “I’ve never done this before.”

He presses himself closer to you, mumbling promises and reassurance that he’ll take care of you. A few short, light kisses land on your lips, testing the waters but, before long, his tongue slips into your mouth to wrestle with your own. He gently kneads the hints of your exposed waist, hands tracing the curve of your back, but always finding their way back to your hips. Connie’s scent, and the way he’s got you pinned to his car, has your head swaying. The intimacy of the action is sending a heavy throb straight to your core, and you can’t help but let out little whimpers and moans as his hands caress your sides; his nimble fingers toy with the hem of your skirt, tips of his digits slipping underneath before he pulls them away. 

Connie’s lips leave yours all too soon, and your eyes flutter open to meet his, a sea of hazel. He smirks at your blissful expression, your lips parted, hands clinging to his shoulders for dear life as you struggle to keep your balance.

“Shit.”, his raspy voice whispers. “You good? Didn’t know I’d have this kind of effect on you. Bet you’re soaking your little panties.”

“Shut up.”, you manage to whine at him. He’s right, though. Even without pressing your thighs together, you can feel the dampness in your underwear just from the kiss he gave you. ”You’re so nasty.”

He teases you a little more as his hands lower to fumble with the bottom of your skirt. ”Am I wrong? Do we need to check, doll?”

Connie’s eyes bore holes into you. There’s a mischievous glint in them; conniving and just daring you to give him permission to tear that skirt off of you and corrupt you with his tongue. But you don’t give in, at least not yet, and leave him trailing after you, his eyes following the sway of your skirt as you lead him back into the building.

It’s not long afterwards, a few weeks at most, that Connie has you trapped in his arms again. It was effortless to get you alone in his bedroom, your friends too tipsy ,and distracted with whatever party game Sasha had suggested, to notice you two slipping away.

Connie’s hand is placed on the back of your neck, keeping you close to him as he leaves mark after mark on your neck, showering your skin with dark spots and teeth marks as he claims you as his own. Your head is tossed back against the wall, one hand running through his buzzed hair and the other with a shaky grip on his shoulder. You can’t help but grind against his leg positioned between your thighs; stomach coiling and breathes coming out in stuttered gasps, you look for relief to ease the throbbing ache in your panties.

A light tug at his hair draws Connie’s attention, and he breaks away from you long enough to capture your eyes. He can feel your heaving pants on his skin and he presses one more kiss against your lips before slithering his warm hands up your shirt. Your skin tingles underneath Connie’s touch, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. He cups your breasts over your bra, fingers tracing the outline of the undergarment, before he snakes a hand behind you and unclasps it in one swift motion. It sags down your shoulders, and Connie pulls it off and tosses it out of sight. 

A slew of pathetic whimpers tumble from your lips when Connie begins a new assault on your chest. Nips, licks, kisses, and harsh sucks anywhere his mouth can reach, as well as pinches and rolls of your hardened nipples. He stops his feverish motions for a second, just to pick you up and place your trembling body on his bed, before continuing his previous actions. Shaky legs wrap around his waist as Connie feels you up with his tongue and teeth, marking every inch of your body; he wants you to look at the marks the next day and know you’re his now.

[harlowsbby]

You thought I was feeling you?

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jackharlow let’s not act like your 😼 wasn’t just calling my name

urbanwyatt gotta blast 👨🏼‍🦯👨🏼‍🦯👨🏼‍🦯

druski2funny you know her fans are gonna come for you now man 😯

chrisbrownofficial 😯😯😯

kehlani smh a true pisces man 🙄

lilnasx not too much on my girl now you that’s why you out here looking like you got no neck

latto777 @lilnasx YOU AINT LYIN THOUGH

yourinstagramname it’s funny how you forgot to mention you were the one texting and calling me and begging me for one more chance.

lilnasx @yourinstagramname POP OFF FRIEND

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yourinstagramname ass too fat can’t fit in no jeans, he mad as fuck I won’t give him a chance.

lilnasx maybe I am straight 🧍🏾🫣

normani inchessssss 😫

sza I’m lookinnnnnn 👀

urbanwyatt 👨🏼‍🦯👀

druski2funny lord please just one night please

lilnasx @urbanwyatt @druski2funny get y’all’s thirsty asses outta here

jackharlow you gone give me another chance ma?

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yourinstagramname bare face for the vmas.. also congrats baby daddy for the 4 wins 🥴🤍 you’ll get your special surprise tonight

jackharlow @yourinstagramname thank you ma can’t wait for later 👀

druski2funny so y’all back together? Man I wanted to shoot my shot smh 🙄

lilnasx girl I’m done with you EVERYTIME you get back with this man

sza I love you regardless but next time don’t come crying to me about this man boo #supporting from a distance

normani no face no case

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jackharlow postin some flicks of my mini me from vma weekend.. that tongue definitely works magic currently working it’s magic now 😏.

lilnasx a warning next time would be appreciated please and thank you 🫣🫣🫣

urbanwyatt sigh I got no sleep this past weekend because of them two of them.. guess I’ll stay at the mall a bit longer

claybornharlow now jackman you know mom follows you right

sza as y’all fucking should

( this kinda don’t make sense but fuck it I was feeling it so enjoy pookie bears 💕 )

[purrpletiger]

Interesting parallel I noticed between the Help Wanted tapes and Retro CDs

Hey! I noticed this recently and wanted to point it out, somebody else probably has before but... whatevs!

In tape 9, Tape Girl points out something that looked like a halloween mask, and mentions ink multiple times... I know some people theorize the ink as blood and the mask as a face, and I'm in the same boat on the face sliced theory, but I do actually think this was a halloween mask because of the halloween update following it and Vanny's mask being the most lore-important collectable within.

Anyway, on to the similarity:

The final therapist asks Patient 46 (who the books pretty much confirmed as being Gregory) about an INKblot test, and 46 calls it a MASK, not just looking at it but holding it in his hands... he doesn't speak in the recording, so maybe he held it up to his face to show his interpretation of it as a mask?

Anyways what I'm trying to say is... this association of ink and masks... Does this mean Patient 46 was aware of what Tape Girl said about Jeremy? How? Did he play the fazbear virtual experience or something? I don't know but it's interesting to think about.

Also something else I noticed while wrriting this:

It's impossible to tell if it's the same inkblot 46 saw as a mask, and all of Vanessa's answers express some sortve desire to be outside in nature and escape whatever's going on with her (evil digital bunny manipulation)... Patient 46 expresses many opposite desires, wanting to be in the dark and wanting to hide the truth, while Vanessa seems a lot more forced to... it's like this is just a funny game to Patient 46

Back from my tangent- one of the inkblots Vanessa looks at she calls a beetle, but the therapist sees it differently as a face. Could it be the same inkblot? Is this some elaborate joke about the "is it really a mask or really a face" debacle??? DOES ANY OF THIS CONNECT AT ALL OR AM I JUST GOING LORE-CRAZY!?

Uh I don't really have a conclusion to this, my brain just loosely connected these things like "Oh does Gregory know something about Jeremy??". Thanks for reading hgsvsgdcvgsd

Would you be interested in me making a separate FNAF blog and postin Fresh stuff here instead? Lemme know B')

[seagullcharmer]

accidentally started typing too much, so. read more (rusty lake postin)

also, since i've been on a rusty lake kick recently, and just re-finished paradise, i've been thinking abt the eilanders again....... like. jakob was 21 during the events of paradise. at most, david was 19, but probably closer to 15-17, which goes to explain a lot more of his behaviour imo. he's just a silly guy. stuck with his cult of a family and literally doesn't know any better. hotel was my first game, and mr rabbit was my favourite guest, so learning that david and mr rabbit are the same make me kind of sad :-( david was a kid. and, sure, i guess we don't reeeeally know what happened to the eilanders directly after paradise (unless anyone can tell me?) sure jakob becomes enlightened but that doesn't mean he's omnipotent. maybe the rest of them lived after that, before becoming their animal counterparts.

and i know that birthday is a weird game, because it's a memory, and not technically what 'actually' happened (in either timeline!) (i don't believe that dale truly witnessed an anthropomorphic rabbit kill his family!) (as weird as rusty lake is, i am of the firm opinion that dale was mostly normal prior to case 23, loss of family notwithstanding) but man. i still feel bad for mr rabbit. even if he killed dale's family to try to 'balance his past lives' or whatever, david was a teenager, and while, yes, of course, he still played a part in killing(?) jakob, he otherwise did little to torment his brother (aside from the usual rusty lake nonsense) (yes david was not the most normal guy around but. again. a teenager living in a horrifying cult) so i feel like there's more at play here. did david/mr rabbit really deserve all those things that happened to him?

and, sure, mr rabbit's death in hotel was really one of the milder ones. and maybe david grew up to do other terrible things! or maybe mr rabbit did, before becoming a magician! but we just don't know!

this is a lot of words for someone who otherwise doesn't care about david eilander. i accidentally got emotional realising he was a teenager while unloading the dishwasher earlier, so. a.

jakob, on the other hand, i am very fond of. for no real reason. i don't particularly care for mr owl. but, jakob. what was going on with him? caroline sent him away as a child. where did he go? what did he do? how did nicholas know where to send the letter? (also. wow. 'i regret to inform you your mother has passed away' or whatever. my man, you were the one to kill her) (anyway.)

but jakob came back!!!! even though he was sent away because his family was going to sacrifice him to the lake!! and the only one he truly shows affection towards is his dead mother! why did he come back?? (i suppose it was still for his mother. if he hadn't, nicholas and the others would have eventually figured out her cubes and the elixir) (but still.)

although i am very fond of jakob and his siblings...... he's been gone for ten years or more (the picture is from 15 years ago, but i feel some time passed between the picture and the attempted sacrifice) but he comes back and some of the puzzles are just kind of silly sibling shenanigans. elizabeth going ice skating. jakob painting her face. getting her the frog flute. david and his frogs. rescuing david from the ice. putting the apple on david's head (as i'm sure every older sibling has wanted to do at least once /joking) like. the first thing you do when you get to paradise is help david making a fishing rod. brothers <3

also just jakob's model. he is so exhausted. just like me fr or smth.

also wish we got to learn more abt aldous + william and how they became alchemists. how did they discover the elixir? they're both major characters to rusty lake, but we know so little about them. despite roots being one of the longest games in the series, and we play as william the entire time, we know next to nothing about him. it isn't until samsara room that we get a little bit of personality detail! (i am of the opinion that the little comments abt the reflections are his personality. 'i look a little fishy' 'i like the view' etc. i still don't know how i feel abt him as a character, but he had a sense of humour, i guess?) (poor laura though. guess she didn't inherit that)

which: laura. is it any wonder she's messed up when she has the brain of dear granddad albert? while i don't take it to be the literal, physical brain, i'm sure it still had an influence on her poor mental health. like, mental illness runs in families. or in the case of the vanderbooms, walks slowly and shakes hands with each family member. having the brain of albert (very smart, very messed up), the tears of emma (depression hours real!!!!!!), the eye of ida (the visions. the horrors.), truly is it any wonder laura had issues??

also, harvey. not much to say abt him; just cool that he's been around forever. how did he get to rusty lake anyway? those birds aren't native to the netherlands. but despite the murders in hotel, he's a nice little dude :-) just sticks around and helps people. sorta.

okay i've been typing nonsense for like 20 minutes. good night

[andtheyreonfire]

Current Masterpost

Currently contains Persona 5 G/t one-shots, but other/longer works may come soon. Happy to start postin my junk :>

One-Shots

all to make you mine - 4.5k

Ren Amamiya is a borrower. A tiny, magical creature, only about four inches tall. He's confident in his role as the specialist little guy on the planet. All of his friends agree!

Well—almost everyone. Too bad one particular human is being more of a prick today than usual. Too bad he's leaving Ren to suffer the torture of being ignored.

Too bad Ren still doesn't know how to tell his target he might want to be more than friends.

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Catch - 2.3k

She’s safe, as long as Ren’s around. He’s got her.

No matter what, Ren won’t let Futaba fall.

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Flinch - 1.7k

Ren’s palms swelter. He calls up, “We could do something else.”

“Like what?” Ryuji scoffs. “It’s pissing rain out there.”  

It is. It was the reason Ren came to Ryuji’s house. He climbed up the carved-in ladder on the side of the cabinet, perched on an upturned coffee mug and made light conversation. Before they knew it, it was dinnertime, and Ryuji agreed he could hide in his pocket to avoid the storm.  

Ryuji is currently not letting Ren in his pocket.

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Heist - 2.9k

“Just give me a minute! Almost got this bad boy open,” she calls. She just needs to grab him, hack the internal door in his cell, and lead them to freedom. She hopes he’s excited. Really, how could they keep a 16 year old in here for half his life?

“‘Open’—What’re you doing? Are you—“ Joker swallows. “Oracle, stop. Tell me what’s going on.”

Joker’s voice sounds wrong begging. It makes Futaba drop the screw—only because the last bolt is loose enough to untwist with her fingers.

Futaba understands him. She, too, used to fear the outside world, of interacting with anyone after her mother vanished. But, thanks to her key, jailbird item, she’s maxed out her social stat. She’s ready to face the world—with Joker by her side.

All she wants is to give him that same confidence.

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Instinctual - 990

Every second that passes is another second Goro want to fling himself off Ren’s hand, to take a match and gasoline and burn Ren’s skin to a crisp.

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Microorganism - 1.9k

She knew Ren was big, sure, but seeing it from any angle lower then his shoulder always gives her butterflies.

—Not entirely the bad kind, mind you, which is why she’s here. Her first Official Hang-Out Date. She’s trying not to be too nervous. She hasn’t known them as long, but she’s determined. She will make a good impression on her girlfriend, and her other girlfriend, and her partner, and her girlfriend’s girlfriends, and her partner’s partners—

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Run - 997

Okay, this is fine, this is fine. Ren’s doll-sized chest stutters, his tiny fucking form sucking in even tinier breaths—

Ryuji begs, “Don’t panic, dude, ‘else I'm gonna panic. Please.”

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G/t July

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sacrifice - 1k

Akechi freezes, warning lights blaring in his mind. His hand twitches for the sword at his side. With a tremendous amount of effort, Akechi retracts it. He must soften his edges, appear something like innocent, for his mission.

This—flirting is dangerous. The longer his enemy does so instead of showing his true, monstrous colors, the more dangerous it becomes. Akechi shouldn’t be this close.

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ev'ry mem'ry i'll keep - in progress

To Goro, some things were to be expected in Maruki's realty. Seeing the residents of Tokyo be lobotomized? Sure. Seeing a dead woman resurrected and realizing he might be the same? Why not. Having the madman try to convince him to give into the delusion? Of fucking course.

What isn't expected is waking up in Ren Amamiya's palms, shrunk to a fraction of his original height. What isn't expected is having to fix this situation while barely being able to pick up a pencil. What isn't expected is the strange, terrifying vulnerability Maruki's forced him to display, and the consequences of going without the mask he's worn all his life.

Ao3   Day 8   Day 14

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and i know - 2k

You'd think, against a teenager that has the power to change size on a whim, the Metaverse's shadows would be less keen on fucking around and finding out.

They're not.

Ao3   Day 20 

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standin’ strong (as the waves roll over) - 1.1k

It’s because of their continued, casual contact that Ren doesn’t jolt when, crouched down in front of Suzui Shiho’s hospital window at 3 a.m., Ann climbs onto his back. It might as well be another Wednesday night for her. Ren can almost feel the evening chill through his thin pajamas.

~

Ann wants to see her girlfriend before she leaves. Ren's a little taller than average. It works out.

Ao3   Day 25

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wake up where the clouds are far behind - 7k

“It’s bad!” Oracle’s voice cracks with panic. “He’s gaining power by the second! He’s almost maxed out, but that doesn’t matter when the palace is about to—!”

A sudden, deafening boom shakes the earth.

Ryuji throws his arms in front of his face. Wind whips at him, rubble and smoke pooling into his lungs. He coughs, eyes watering, looks up to find—

A massive, blood-red glove, followed by a sleeve as dark as night, protrudes from the roof of the second building. A second glove reaches upwards, knocking over towers, clawing past prisons, reaching up, up, up, towards a sky as red as itself.

~

The heist itself is the most important step in stealing a person's heart. Ryuji knows that. He does. But—it's difficult, staring into the golden eyes of his best bro. It's difficult, with how ill-equipped Ryuji is for this situation. It's difficult, considering this battle might be their toughest one yet.

Ao3   Day 31

[jasonsthunderthighs]

Dizzy Dreamer (Sandman story)

Hey, it's DC. And that's what it was voted on in the polls. I know this is in first person, I wrote this as basically my own self insert. Sorry if you don't like that. I kinda like how this is written.

I'm also goin to take a break from postin so much for days straight. I try to make it different. Life is just so busy and gets in the way with sittin down and writin actual stories and headcanons without it lookin rushed. That's why I always do incorrect quotes.

I have no context for this story. I was just bored when I wrote this last year.

Anywhore, the character is as always nonbinary.

Word Count: 850 (So, pretty short.)

(GIF has nothin to do with the story.)

I float above the Dream Lord, watchin him work as he creates dreams and nightmares for the mortals in the wakin world. I sigh in boredom of the dreams he'd make but keep up on my toes for the nightmares. It was like watchin TV. But you don't have a remote control and the channels change from only two genres.

I hear the personification sigh, clearly annoyed of my presence. I don't blame him, I just LOVE causin trouble. There's a reason I'm the trouble muse. That's how I get along with his sibling, Desire, so well. “Two peas in a pod!” they'd tell me with a mischievous twinkle in their golden eyes as they grin at me. Miss that twin.

“Hello?” Dream spoke up, wakin me from my thoughts, growin impatient.

“Hmm?” I spoke up, lazily lookin at his gaunt pale face with a half ass smile.

“I asked you what your business here is, Muse.” he coldly says, lookin back at his work.

“Hmm.. None, just bored.. Desire is busy with their thing, so I decided the next best thing, Dizzy Dreamer.” I watch him glare at me for the nickname I gave him that he absolutely LOATHES.

“Don't me that.” we both said at the same time, me mockin his voice, hearin him growl in frustration at me.

“ENOUGH.” his voice booms in the big room as he turns to face me, gettin closer to me as I continue floatin upside down, flippin right side up to face him properly.

“You're such a stick in the mud, Dream.” I stick my tongue out at him playfully, not takin his frustration seriously in the slightest.

“You're an annoyance to my work and myself.” the stars in his black eyes twinkle in irrigation.

“I can't help it! It's who I am.~” I shrug playfully, “Blame Desire and Delirium for creatin me. Y'know I'm not new. Besides, I'm technically not doin anythin to you.”

Dream sighs in annoyance at my answer, closin his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose, I was right and he knew it, “I'm not workin for your entertainment, Muse.”

“Don't be so mean, Dreamer.” I teased, “Though the nightmares DO entertain me. Where IS the nightmare?” I'm tryin to ruffle him up now and he sees it.

Flexin his jaw in irritation, he gets closer to me where we're face-to-face like he was with his sibling, Desire. From what they've told me.

“That's none of your concern. Or any of your affairs to deal with..” his voice was cold when he answered, immediately shuttin down the topic, feelin his cold breath hit my face.

“Right.. My ‘affairs’..” I air quote the last word. Man, what a tough crowd. I sigh, lettin myself float down, my bare feet gently touchin the cold stone floor of the Dream Lord’s castle, my eyes not leavin his from my movement. “Y'know, ya should lighten up a little bit, Dizzy Dreamer. You're always so serious. Such a fun sucker.”

He doesn't reply, his face cold and unwelcomin as he still looks at me.

“Boop!” I quickly poke his nose, only for his hand to quickly shoot up, tightly grippin my wrist of the hand that touched him.

“DON'T touch me.. You're testin my patience, Muse..” his grip tightens and I hissed out in pain he's actually causin.

“Yea. Yea. I get it.. I'll leave.” I replied stiffly, yankin my arm to get out of his cold, iron grip, “You wonder why you're so damn alone and don't ever see that you push others away. You're always so serious bout anythin, even if it doesn't involve you.”

He glares at me coldly, not sayin a word in reply to what I said.

“Even Desire is honestly more bearable than you, cause anyone can BREATHE and not get yelled at. I feel bad for Lucienne. No wonder Cor-”

Before I could finish my sentence, Dream had his hand in my icy white hair so tightly, bringin my face close to his. “Ah!” I yelled in pain from his tight grip in my hair.

“DON'T. Speak of him, Muse. You DON'T know what my affairs are which are NONE of your business..” his grip gets tighter with every word he said, causin me to wince in pain, “Your next choice of words better be carefully thought out, as my patience has run incredibly low..”

I look at his pitch black eyes, swallowin hard as I try to reply, “I-”

“Carefully.” he warns me, watchin my reaction and waitin for a responce from me.

I swallowed hard again, breathin out, “I'll stay out of your affairs.. I'm sorry, Lord Morpheus..” I slowly replied as I picked my words to not anger him even more than I did.

He pauses for a moment, his tight grip in my hair loosens as he jerks my head away from him, almost knockin me down and losin my balance a little. “You better. Don't test me..”

I rub my throbbin head, givin him one last look before vanishin into smoke, goin right back to Desire’s realm. 

[aeoki]

Sandstorm - Desert Survival: Chapter 8

Location: Hotel Resort Characters: Yuuta, Adonis, Kouga & Rei

Adonis: Hmm. Sakuma-senpai’s attitude is strange but it must mean he has received an “order” or “secret order” which forbids him from speaking with the members of “UNDEAD”.

Meaning, if he speaks with us, he’ll be penalised.

It’s already difficult as it is for us since we’re isolated and don’t have a way to earn “SSL$”...

So if we receive a penalty on top of that, advancing to the “SS” Qualifying Round will just be another pipe dream.

Kouga: Yeah, that’s what we’ve been sayin’, right!? We’ve been kidnapped and confined here! It’s basically a crime!

Adonis: I wonder if that’s true. The employees here at this hotel and the management team behind “Oasis Videos” seem to be members of the “SS” Administration Committee…

I think this is all set up by them. It is a strange situation but I don’t think they have any ill intentions.

It feels different than if we were kidnapped by terrorists or criminals. We’re given far too much freedom if that was the case.

Unlike Hakaze-senpai and Hinata who were thrown out into the desert, we haven’t been harmed nor threatened. We’re simply spending our time leisurely.

We’re fed luxurious meals, given beds to sleep on and have been met with hospitality.

Of course, that may be because we’re being obedient and sitting still.

It feels as if we’ve been made to participate in a TV show as opposed to being involved in a crime.

Yuuta: Yeah. It feels like a fun TV project with some sort of intention behind it. Like a prank.

Kouga: Huuh? Fun? I ain’t havin’ fun! I just wanna sing and dance on stage! I practised so hard for that!

Adonis: Then make good use of your practice. Shall we put on a performance, record and post it just as Yuuta suggested?

We may be able to borrow the resources we need for the recording if we ask the staff.

Kouga: Like I’ve been sayin’, this ain’t the time to be singin’, right!?

Yuuta: …If you’re not feeling up for it, then you don’t have to do anything, Oogami-senpai. The three of us will make a video and post it ourselves.

Let’s do that first and see what sort of reaction the management has.

Adonis: Right. We can only do what we can step by step right now. Maybe we can find a way out from there.

Yuuta: Hehe. We’re on the same page, huh, Otogari-senpai.

Adonis: Your judgement is correct in this situation, Yuuta. Oogami, calm down for now. Who knows what they might do if you get desperate and go on a rampage.

If you do something reckless, then you yourself will be responsible for your actions.

But if you incur the wrath of the management who is under the impression that our actions represent everything to blame, then…

We don’t know what will happen to Hakaze-senpai and Hinata, who are in a far worse situation than we are.

I know it’s not your intention to get carried away, but I hope you can think of your friends first and refrain from any reckless behaviour. Wolves are creatures who treasure their pack, right?

Kouga: Ugh… Tsk, fine. You’re usually quiet but hearin’ ya lecture me to this point means I’ve got no choice but to listen. 

And you probably mean it deep down.

Alright. So whaddya we doin…? A video? Wanna try recordin’ and postin’ it?

Yuuta: You sure listen to Otogari-senpai without much resistance, Oogami-senpai~

Kouga: Huuh? There ain’t been a time where Adonis’ has been wrong, ya know! In fact, I’m the one who’s usually in the wrong! It’s outta experience!

Adonis: Hehe. I still have many parts I’m lacking in, so you shouldn’t trust my judgement so wholeheartedly.

Rei: (...Good ♪)

(Things seem to be heading in the right direction. Adonis-kun tends to be reserved, but now that I’ve kept quiet, he’s actively speaking.)

(Kouga unconsciously trusts my judgement, but he has begun using his own head to think about things now.)

(He doesn’t seem used to it so he’s a little careless, however.)

(But even so, you’re always facing the right direction, Kouga.)

(For us, you’ve always been the example of someone who, as an idol, lives in a greedy but straightforward manner.)

(Kukukuku. This position isn’t so bad. Watching how the pure children live makes me feel as if I’m young again.)

(Nevertheless, it would be impossible for me to keep quiet forever. Oh, how I would love to meddle…♪)

(But in reality, I don’t know what would happen to Kaoru-kun and Hinata-kun if I did something careless.)

(I do have a feeling Kaoru-kun will be able to handle whatever comes his way in an elusive manner.)

(But until we know what the management is truly intending to do, all I can do is sit still and be patient, just as Adonis-kun said.)

(Besides, if we’re talking about unclear intentions, that would be “2wink”.)

(What are you two wishing for? If I knew, I would use my tricks to take you two to the finish line in one big leap.)

(We can work together and overcome the obstacles together.)

(No. Is not allowing me to do that your real intentions, Yuuta-kun?)

Yuuta: …………

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[femzai]

“ you are, by far, the brightest star. ”

⋮ sigzai hcs as a first post !!

⋮ this was a req by a friend tho!!

⋮ (first time postin on tumblr…)

⋮ i’m halfway thru bsd so.. no spoilers pls!

⋮ i don’t kno shit abt sigma so this will be fun

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dazai

aint he like… THE CUTEST LOWKEY WITH A SIGNIFICANT OTHER…??

(as a femzai truther, shes everything to me so… forgive me if i use she/he on him its like reflex!!) dazai definitely jokes/teases with him so much, till sigma gets a bit annoyed and he starts like scoffing going, “ I.. solemnly swear, I will never do such a thing again! ” and then clutching his chest as if shes gonna die while holding onto sigma as a apology LMAO

i’ve seen the clips on tiktok with the dance scene and they are the cutest genuinely.. probably if they were sharing a home together, dazai definitely initiates a dance every time a good song comes on like a radio or speaker :))

i feel like in that little asylum they are in (idfk ouu) dazai makes do with it! flirting casually, touching and holding sigma close.

she’s definitely like the sorta guy to know origami, i feel like theres scraps of paper from the little asylum they are in. 100% making paper crafts for sigma with the stupidest smile on his face.

“Hmm ♪… ! Another flower for you, dear. Do you like it? I think I messed up at a few places .. but does that really matter ? It’s the thought that counts. （╹◡╹）♡”

to mix it up!! to think out of the canon (like the place they r in :3) i feel like dazai doesn’t try to offer sigma to die with her too often, getting a small understanding on how he wants to live still even though dazai himself wishes to die.

playful with the poor fucker, super overdramatic (like i said earlier) (+ super overdramatic with everyone lowkey) but around sigma he definitely tones it down a bit, maybe to not freak him out completely. (i feel like sigma is autistic, staring at him with my big ol’ eyes said it all.)

did you all see how dazai grabbed sigma by his waist? and you know how in number 4 how i said she definitely holds sigma? the waist is his favorite part no questions asked. probably lightly runs her hands around it, then she grabs it casually. a calculated attack and she pretends it wasnt!!!! >_>

hair playing is a thing!! like.. actively!!! twirling a strand or braiding it aimlessly definitely happens.. i swear it does, definitely goes both ways too! it could be a simple touch but it says a lot in terms of love language.

sigma

ahh what to do.. what to doo with this silly.. *shakes him violently.*

based off of his wiki (without spoiling myself fr) i can see him being a bit dependent on dazai (most definitely in a relationship of course), wanting to be there constantly. pretending to not worry until he does behind closed doors

being teased or like being joked with makes him a bit confused or angry, he doesn’t take the teasing lightly but he lets it slide for silly dazai

his like confident little act gets tiring at times for the silly goober, (definitely the autism hm..) unmasking around dazai comfortably when able to. probably enjoying the little moments where he can be himself and see how nothing changes with dazai when he is.

guys.. he definitely secretly enjoys the touch of when the little shit grabs him by the waist. he just complains about it because its always sudden i swear.. like he genuinely lets it happen when he can tell it will, however!! he’ll act surprised every time lowkey..

“..Again? You never rest with this, you know.. And you think you’re sneaky too do you..?! whatever.. It’s not like you’ll stop. (・ω・｀)”

i love half domesticated half the actual storyline, so im sprinkling one in (thanks to my pookie frederick for this one literally.) “sigma taking cats home except that there's almost 15 of them and dazai feels bad saying no.” are its exact words and its so cutesy…

ive seen that anime clip where dazai literally stopd ontop of sigmas back to fix a outlet and i giggled a bit. dazai definitely unnecessarily be asking to get on sigmas back and poor sigma is like.. “Right… ( ^_^ ;; )” but acts of service is a love language for the silly :3

now that i think about it, sigma goes out of its ways to go do things for dazai. maybe like picking something up or whatever, its definitely something worthy doing to show at least some appreciation and it doesn’t go unnoticed i swear!!

the little things in dazais dont go unnoticed either!! i feel like just by being around each other, sigma has just like automatically catches some cues from dazais expression or mannerisms. something about it that makes him understand a bit.. (probably telling when hes gonna be a freaking idiot and try to kill himself AGAIN LMAO.)

- wa wa authors note!!

⋆ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ — whaddya think?? :3 its genuinely my first time so idk.. and im recent in the fandom so ill def do a intro soon!!

i dont have a set aesthetic yet as i dont use tumblr posting optioms but ill find it out soon :) so thats it… >_>

[lit-works]

As I pat my team captain on the back, I notice his expression suddenly turns grim. "What is wrong, Logan?" I ask as the two of us move away from our teammates.

"I smell a fire, Kurt," Wolverine whispers. "A big one "

"The wind is coming in from the west." I note. "There's a U.S. Forest preserve over that way. Do you think it could be a forest fire?"

My friend shakes his head. "No, I smell traces of gasoline fumes, burning rubber, insulation, phosphorous…"

"Phosphorous? You mean like a bomb?"

I look towards the X-Men leader, but Storm is speaking intently with Magneto as he herds the youngsters back inside to attend their studies. I signal Rogue to come over to Wolverine and I.

"What can ah do for you gentlemen?" The young woman asks in her melifluous southern drawl.

"Rogue, I want you to fly over the lake and see if you can spot smoke," Wolverine says.

"All right." She replies, looking at me, puzzled.

I hold her back for a moment, "Just look, Lieb-chen," I say, "Don't get close. The fumes could be dangerous."

"Ah'll be real careful, Shugah." Rogue replies teasingly. She runs a gloved finger up the blue fur along my arm and flashes me one of her dazzling smiles before she starts upwards.

A touch of sadness creeps over me as I watch her fade Into a speck in the sky. Rogue can be a charming flirt, and is quite attractive, but I know it is only her defense against the loneliness that her mutant powers forces upon her. I can't imagine what it would be like to be cursed with her power, to have to avoid touching all human flesh. If she does touch someone, she steals that person's spirit for a time and causes them to lose consciousness. Rogue originally came to the X-Men for help with this precise problem, but so far, no one has been able to discover a way to permanently control the automatic transfer.

"I used to feel sorry for myself," I tell Wolverine. "Because I look so different. But I can not think of any problem worse than Rogue's. At a time in her life when she should be exploring intimacy, she dares not to."

Wolverine shrugs. "She's probably better off than the rest of us."

I eye Wolverine critically. I've seen him heartbroken on many occasions, and yet he hasn't given up on love. I know that beneath his gruff exterior is a man whose soul aches for the true union of body and spirit with another.

"Surely you do not mean that." I whisper quietly.

"Maybe not," He says, watching Rogue land lightly on the balls of her feet like an acrobat, her face flushed with the exhilaration of flying. She is not jaded by this power, even though she uses it constantly.

"The fire's on Obar Island," She announces. "Billowin' clouds o' black stuff. Y'all don't think the sparks could spread the fire over all that water,do ya?"

"Probably not." Wolverine replies.

"Obar Island," I muse. "Isn't there some sort of military base there?"

"Last time I flew over there, about a month ago," Rogue reports. "They were jus' puttin' up some buildin's and postin' it with some real unfriendly signs–all about prosecutin' trespassers and stuff like that."

"Sounds like the army, alright," Wolverine mutters.

Just to be sure, the three of us troop into the school kitchen to use the telephone. I listen as Wolverine reports the fire to the local authorities. He speaks to someone on the other end of the line for a moment, then says, "I see. Okay."

"What did they say?" I ask.

"The situation is under control." Wolverine answers.

"Good."

"Not really," he replies. "'cause they're lyin'."

"How do you know?" Rogue asks.

"I just do."

I've had enough experience with Wolverine's intuition before. He's not often wrong. I'd be willing to bet he is right now, too. "But why would they lie?" I ask.

"Maybe there's some sort of poisonous gas out there, an' they don't want t' panic the populace." Rogue guesses.

"You've got a vivid imagination, Kid." Wolverine states. "But I don't smell any poison. More likely, the army just doesn't wanna breach security on the island. They'd rather let it burn into the water than bring in outsiders."

I shake my head. Wolverine once worked for the military, and he accepts such things matter-of-factly, but I am still appalled by such a destructive, secretive mentality. "Well?" I ask. "Should we consult with our fearless leader on this one?"

"Ah'll go find her," Rogue offers, and she hurries off to fetch Storm.

[nutzworth]

me (reading comments expressing dislike on a ship i am crazy about): wow. jeez. what is up with these people. let people enjoy things. what the hell. come on

me (seeing a ship i dislike): uuugh this suuucks why does anyone like this this is the worst ever. i hate everything i hate it i hate you uuugh

this may make me a hypocrite. however i think the difference between them is that i dont leave comments on peoples stuff ever. unless i really really like it. im not about to shit on something someone else is postin about. but i WILL shit on it in private and in my own circles. meanwhile these other people commenting are saying it to op's face like god damn whats wrong with you. hello? hello? is it worse to shittalk behind someones back or shittalk to their face is the question here

[angrilymanaging]

So today I officially decided that I was over social media. Like I tried to can with the Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok apps but I simply cannot. I’m convinced that those particular apps are for the willfully ignorant, and I couldn’t. I’m a writer, and that’s what I do. Most people on those apps don’t even read write or spell very well. It’s easier for me to use my blog. Also I went to Only Fans, cause I do like to post the occasional pic and video. Truth is I’m grown. To much kid shit on those apps. I really don’t play, like I’m not an internet thug, I really be ready to punch a bitch in the face, you come out ya mouth wrong at me, and people in those places like to talk. I like to talk as well, I got a smart ass mouth, and if you try me I will verbally assassinate you, with zero hesitation so. It’s the immaturity for me for real. I can’t get with that shit, and I don’t care much for stooping to someone else’s level, so it was best for me to move on. I dont have time for it anyway, also I have a You Tube, so I will just focus on that. I dont have time to be postin so much anyway. I’m able to write, and make videos in the little down time I have so, I really am not interested anymore.

Sometimes you just grow out of things. Like when I started using Facebook, it was probably 2010, and when I opened mine, I had to use my MCC school ID, to gain access. They started letting anybody on that shit, and it went to hell. I got caught up with Instagram, I was looking to be a brand ambassador and they told me I couldn’t yet because my following was too small. They had me sign up and pay for a service that was supposed to “organically grow” my following, at the end of the day, when I shut that down, I think I had 12 point something thousand followers the Fck?!! And now I’m famous for reasons nobody probably should be, and still no brand ambassador job, and everybody in my business for nothing so never mind no thank you. Pettiness and bs on tiktok was the same, dirty ass niggas, and the women child, I don’t even have a lot of respect for women, so imagine the vexation. Like if you a bitch I would just prefer you not even bother like unless you wanna fight, but obviously they don’t just like a woman they only wanted to sit on they ass and run their mouths. You not bout to aggravate me on my damn phone.

I have or at least I’d like to think that I have a level of confidence that absolutely at this point will not be matched. I’d rather write, and post pics, and vids that make you upset cause I know ya nigga look at them, regardless of how ugly y’all claim I am. Plus I had a conversation with the S.O. Who’s aggravated but not cause I’m on my phone so much, but not really. I gather there are things out in the open that they would prefer me not find out, cause the town where I live is messy as fck, and that’s fine cause you do whatever. I will simply follow suit, but as it suits me. I gather by the types of women who come for me, that I legit am just not their type. I never was… bitch tried to treat me like they would treat that type though, and I wasn’t havin it… I’m still not, baby listen, when I came to the realization, like legit that shit has recently been hitting me over the head like a ton of bricks lately, its aggravating to because I really thought… but since don’t nobody pay me to think, I’m just gonna do what comes naturally to me. I’m more quiet anyway when I keep a journal, and between writing, keeping a video blog and Only fans, I feel like I might just find some balance, which has always been my goal.

I enjoy journalism. Social media, I thought was like the new age it right, because news papers, and magazines have all since been discontinued, But it seems like the world of social media is filled with, narcissism, ignorance and it disgusts me now. Of course I’m miserable, It’s like going to school everyday encountering bullies, and I HATE BULLIES WITH A PASSION. I’m only a mean girl when I encounter them, and I’m trying to move 100 % into my feminine, and it is not going to happen anywhere on any of those apps. There’s only a certain amount of gate keeping I’m gonna accept, and this over here is my lane. I dont have to worry about having to avoid dumb shit on my own pages, I can just come and be legit focused on myself. I have a feeling though that, they will come, but it will be harder for them to be discreet with the dumb shit over here. I just don’t have time anymore. I don’t want to be unhappy so I’m not. Not about to bother with trolls, and that’s what they look like on and off line. Child most of them don’t even have all their teeth in their mouth. People like that try to make you miserable, because they have no substance in their life. I’m convinced even this thang I live with. I don’t even it’s late, and I don’t really even have the energy to get into it, I know for facts that my content writing, and vlogging will turn up more than it’s fair share. Let’s just say that anything to get a rise out of me is going to be the topic, lucky My discovery of me will be where I find peace. Nothing like writing it down, and talking to myself about it, along with a fire ass pic to put me in a better mood about me, GOD knows I deserve it.

My whole life I have been around nothing it seems but people who try really hard to keep me from me. I just came also to the conclusion that, My kids are raised. I am not and cannot have anymore babies, and I’m young enough now to live my life for me. Obviously I’m still a mother… but not like I was, not like when my kids were little. They aren’t anymore, and it ain’t nothin behind my cervix but womb. I am beautiful, I have a decent body, which I’m bout to work really hard on and for the first time in my life, acne isn’t plaguing my face. Mind My business? Bet baby, cause I never had the chance to be wrapped up in me. I’m about to start though. The people worried about me bein in their business need not worry. They will be looking for me before I’m EVER looking for them. It’s always like that.