content warning(s): a ramble abt gojo and his light spit kink, fingering+kissin combo, moderate smut so mdni sankyou
gojo accidental spit kink haver satoru.
NOW STAY WITH ME. it all stemmed from the one time you found him lazing about on his couch, a couple wrappers deep into some hard candy.
before you left his place, you leaned in and pressed a soft, chaste kiss onto gojo's lips. very innocent, nothing inherently erotic or sexual here, right? but as the saying goes... if you give a mouse a cookie...
so, if you give gojo a kiss: he's going to want more.
gojo meets you with vigor, relishing in the way your lips slightly part for him to deepen the kiss. his mouth slotting against yours with great fervour.
it isn't until you've pulled away from a dazed gojo that he realizes that the candy he once was sucking on is gone; out of his mouth and...
"see you, satoru!" you chirped, poking your tongue at the man to reveal the shiny ball of candy seated at the tip of it.
...with you.
at the time, he didn't know why he got so fucking hard when he saw his candy in your mouth. but when the incidents happen again, and then again, and again, he has a slight MAJOR hunch as to what might be stoking the flames settling low at his belly.
it starts off with him wanting to share his candy with you whenever he so happened to have some. but, "no, no, no! it's not fun if you eat it alone! here, hold on." he'd say, right before slipping the sucker into his mouth. his smile turns all warm and gooey when he pops it out and offers it to you, watching the way you don't even hesitate to put it in your mouth— crunching the candy between your teeth to finish off the job he couldn't and wouldn't do.
however, the slow descent toward the absence of candy was not lost on you. especially when his habit would butt its head when you two were in the bedroom.
to put it frankly, gojo wants his spit in your mouth. badly.
with one hand, the pads of his fingertips press insistently on your cheeks, lightly squeezing them to watch the way your lips part and gape for him.
gojo's other hand had two of its fingers curling meanly inside of you, the heel of his palm pressing against your clit. between panting breaths, with hazy blue eyes gojo brings your face closer to his, your lips slotting wetly together.
when he pulls away the sound of him working you open, the faint wet clicking of you getting fingered drifts across the still air. "open— open your mouth for me," he breathes, his voice strained.
and when you do, he swears his heart sings. satoru puckers his lips and hollows his cheeks as he watches with focused eyes the sinful slide of his saliva drool into your mouth.
when you register what had just happened, gojo's already slipping his fingers in and out of you at a faster pace with a newfound purpose.
"you liked that, huh?" he asks you ever so sweetly. a wicked grin tugs at gojo's lips when he watches you swallow, when your pussy squeeze a little tighter on his fingers.
his hand's no longer on your cheeks, but rather sliding down to work open the button and zip of his pants. "gonna make me feel it? make me feel how much you like it when i spit in your mouth, sweetheart."
satoru has found one new thing to obsess over.
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erm. what the scallop. was that the barclay street flood
(this is fanart of my wonderful scaredgirls malley and. dead malley. from “exercises in gratitude (The Barclay Street Flood)” by @redeyedsheepskull. the letters on the bag are spelled in the canonical splatoon inkling language. it says rice)
alternate colors under the cut, photosensitivty and eyestrain warning
the original black and white edition! i really enjoyed doing that eel. i will include prototypes of him later in the post
the scaredgirl edition! it’s for malley, my wonderful scaredest girl ever. i cant explain why the scared color is green but it fits somehow
the deadmalley edition! i actually came up with this color scheme first, but i wanted to include a paired one for malley. besties!
the Uh Oh edition!
the RED edition. teehee
the BLOODPACT edition (i tried this color scheme with kosh’s scene and i thought it slayed. evilcore)
the blue edition! i felt sad not including a blue one, so i added this one in last minute
now for the prototypes!
the prototype..... thank you scaredgirl. she looks like a gnome or some sort of tiny elf
im so sorry dm. i wasnt sure if i wanted you further in frame but the back of your head reads less like a head and more like a loaf of sourdough bread
i loved drawing this eel. god i love eels theyre so silly
i was really proud of that boat. this is the epic boat edition from before i put all the drug guys on there. i even cropped everything out for boatviewing convenience
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The "if you feel like shit and pissed off at everyone maybe you just need to eat something" advice is all well and true, but is utterly meaningless when you can't, yknow, actually get food down
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So anyway our house is flooded and well. I'm not ok.
These past two years have felt like an endless race to make ends meet. I've been working full-time, picking part-time jobs like pokemon, donating blood plasma, all the stupid shit you can do to get more money, all so we could afford to pay for everything. We have so many debts. I've been working my ass off in my free time to do as much as possible to make the house nice. And it was hard, we faced so, SO many fucking problems. We had to redo a lot of stuff more than one time, but it finally started looking ok like a week ago and there were just a few more things on the list. Then it's gone. Just like that.
And I mean, I know it's just stuff. It's just stuff and people have it worse and it can all be replaced and we're all fine and we've evacuated and all, but it just feels so unfair. So horribly unfair. I'm not doing ok. Plus it's been raining all night again. This morning I allowed myself to cry for the first time since Saturday. I know I should be positive and keep telling myself it's gonna be ok, but honestly.... I'm starting to feel like I'm not strong enough.
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