#trying to write

[obsidianpegasus]

And you know I’ll always go with the first option anyway 😔

[kyumiscafe]

|| tw slightly Pervy neighbour Satoru + he has a big fat crush on his cute neighbour, panty stealing, taking a picture? It's faintly mentioned. Attempt at dirty talking (first post!!)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that ran into his new next door neighbour one day and was instantly fascinated by how adorable they looked in that oversized house shirt and skimpy shorts. So cute:((

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that started to forget buying stuff like sugar and salt so he could ask his pretty next-door neighbour for some♡

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo getting more clingy and friendly with each day that passes

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo going out of his way to help his sweet girl next door, you need help fixing something? He got you pretty girl, carrying stuff around have you seen his muscles? Yup, just please smile at him and praise him again it makes his heart flutter♡

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that's over the moon when he finally gets her phone number <3 it means they like him too right?

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that slipped a photo of his sweet neighbour bending over to get him some rice, surely they won't mind?

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo getting increasingly more frustrated with his one night stands because they're just not his favourite girl next door :(

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that swears he's not a pervert! And yet stole a pair of panties from their basket the last time he was over

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that fists his cock every using the now ruined panties groaning his neighbours name as he spills all over his hand... they'd look so cute with his cum all over their face... ah shit he's hard again

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that finally gets his chance, they're both a little tipsy and watching a movie, the mood is just right— before he gets the courage to do anything she's all over him and Satoru feels like he must be in heaven as those soft lips touched him

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that gets too exited when they finally kiss so it's messy, sloppy, a make-out session filled with sheer desperation and lust, the movie long forgotten as his cute next door neighbour sat on his lap grinding against his aching boner. It's a struggle for him not to cum in his pants like a fucking teenager.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Neighbour Gojo that finally has his wish, face buried between her soft thighs, groaning and slurping, the sounds are .obscene, it's a mess, he loves it— Satoru knows what he wishes his last meal would be. "Messy fuckin' girl with a sloppy fuckin' cunt" he chuckled at the wet sounds her poor pussy makes under his relentless assault on her flesh "Hear that? She's speakin' to me so prettily, princess..." heaven indeed.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Boyfriend Gojo that simply refused to sleep elsewhere starting that night, he wants to sleep with his head laying on his pretty baby's chest, it feels warm, it feels like home— like he belongs there.

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ─

[eobe]

they're asking for Eo's fan.

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For a moment Eo only stared at the two shaggy clones, feeling after that strange ask a bit surreal standing with them in the flashes of the disco light dressed like this. The Mikkian wasn’t sure if the music had played a joke on her tendrils, or if it was eventually time to sober up a bit. 

„Commander Mayday asks for what?“, she shouted over the noise and tried to reach taller up to the towering bearded clones. So unfair! One time she could wear heels to be not that tiny between all of them anymore and now those rugged divas looked down to her from their own heeled hights!

Their eyes widened a bit and both of them seem to shrink, clearly not used to a Mikkian trying to understand them better with curling tendrils that played a bit nearer to their faces. Hehe! Poor men. Eo laughed „Sorry, guys. Stop mumbling into your beards, you’re allowed to shout at me, troopers!“

The men exchanged a short look, then the right one formed a funnel with his hands to answer and Eo almost lost it as he looked a bit desperate not seeing ears where to shout at. „Your faaan, Commander!“ Then they looked again at her like too big and bearded schoolboys.

„For what does Commander Mayday need my fan?“, she yelled back irritated but also amused, seeing them blushing and eyeing nervously at the too close tendrils. „For some dramatic purpose, Ma’am – I mean… Commader, Sir“, the other one answered and Eo looked right at the very second to him to catch him ripping his eyes up to her face from a clearly lower point. She grinned teethy and one of her tendrils flicked only an inch away from his beard.

She decided to release the sweating men, only helping their Commander with whatever kind of shenanigans, that most likely have something to do with a certain gorgeous Mando leaning at the wall, waiting for her drink.

With a dramatic slap Eo opened the fan, enjoyed how the broad shouldered guys winced like one person and with an elegant twist into her velvet sleeved hand she closed and handed it to them in one move.

„Tell Commander Mayday, that I want this back in exactly this state, troopers. Do you copy?“

Clones in heels jumping in attention is nothing but fun, Eo thought by herself, trying to do a strict face and failing with the need to smirk.

„Sir, yes, Sir!“

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[floredaqueen]

𝔹𝕃𝕌ℝ𝔹 18+

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐉𝐉 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐌𝐅.. 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞.. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭..?

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𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬.. 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬.. 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬... 𝐉𝐉'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬' 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞-𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐡. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐄𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 '𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐟' 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐉𝐉 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐥𝐲.

"..𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭?" 𝐂𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥�� 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐥 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐉𝐉'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐈𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬-𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐎𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ��𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐣𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

𝐈𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞, 𝐂𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐉𝐉 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥. 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐉𝐉'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

"𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡..?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐬. 𝐈𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬.

"𝐋𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝,"

" 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐉𝐉" 𝐂𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬.

"𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬..?"

"𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐞𝐬." 𝐉𝐉 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜��𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐦𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬' 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲. 𝐀𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐉𝐉 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭, 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭.

𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐉𝐉 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐱 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐲. 𝐉𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬.

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𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐉𝐉 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 ��𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐉𝐉 𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨.❤︎

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P.S.ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ "ᵏⁱˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵇⁱˡˡʸ" ᵒⁿᵉ ⁱ'ᵐ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˡᵉᵐᵐᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

♡𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘♡

@voyeurmunson

[writtenbrushes]

hooked #1

The first I saw you,

my eyes were hooked on you.

As I watch you,

second by second,

in awe.

The first time I heard you speak,

my ears were hooked.

Your voice, a melody.

A lullaby so tender,

it could put me to sleep.

The first time I breathed you in,

I was hooked to your presence,

the way you smell,

like my favourite ice-cream.

Like how you always adored my hair.

The first time I kissed you,

my lips were hooked to yours.

The one kiss you were waiting

for your whole life.

An answer to your longing.

The first time you touched me,

my body was hooked to your touch.

To your fingers. Your flesh.

To you who could make me feel things

no one will ever can.

At the end of the day,

I was hooked. Addicted. Obsessed.

To you.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

You smirk, sliding up behind Curtis as he leans over the pool table to take his shot.

Your hands run up his broad back till he shivers at the sensation, all his concentration on hitting the sequence of balls he needed too. "Yes Honey?" He rumbled while your hands moved to squeeze his ass. "Gonna take more then that to distract me." Next you moved up next to him, your mouth inches from his ear. "Curtis why are my legs like peanut butter?" He moved to hit the ball right when you gave him your answer. "Because they are smooth and ready to spread."

Curtis ball went wildly off track, making the guys holler at Curtis loosing focus and the women cheer at your skills, putting them ahead in this challenge of trying to distract each other by any means necessary.

Curtis busted into a laugh, letting his arm capture you in against him, circling your waist so you fell against his powerful body. "Don't I know it Pretty Girl. Sorry guys! We lost." He ditched his pool stick, everyone protesting and Paulie shouting above the noise.

"You two take it outside, like every other person does! This is a bar!"

[audreyrose7]

I started to realize that I missed it, I missed that feeling of coming home. It was like wrapping myself up in the feeling of being safe while listening to my favorite song. It was something so incredibly simple, and yet so incredibly hard to find.

I wanted it, I missed it. But a part of me knew I could never have it again. No matter how long I searched, or how hard I tried.

It was forever out of my reach.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to mourn the loss of this massive thing that was gone, that was leaving me, but even in that feeling I was numb, it was over. It has been over for so long, there was no point holding onto it, it wouldn't hold onto me.

Maybe that was better, maybe that was okay, maybe I shouldn't fight against losing it, maybe it wasn't the ending I thought it was. Maybe, possibly it could be a beginning.

[thewatcher727]

Writing life with a puppy...

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

Sorry, it takes me an hour to travel to work and from...

I am working on a story. I only have Sunday off, so expect it hopefully that night ❤️

[authorsamanthapicaro]

You finally have lots of free time but your mind won’t cooperate in generating book ideas or putting pen to paper (or, more accurately, typing words to screen)

[mydogatemymotivation]

I have good ideas for the Chapter but the Chapter knows karate and hates me

[fieldbears]

What Nikhil is Like - Murdina/Sestia/Nikhil - chapter 8

"Well," Sestia takes a grounding breath, trying to keep her footing. "Nikhil, If we were mirror people, trying to trick you... what would we do?" "Tie me up and slap me around, then use me like a fuck toy until I pass out from dehydration." Nikhil says it so immediately, and so matter-of-factly, that Sestia's eyes snap back to Murdina's.

(ao3 / from the beginning)

[viaknowsitsover]

an innominate creature, even to yourself. scars and wounds seen on your skin but not known, an amalgamation of flesh and blood that is not yours. how many mothers and fathers do you have? how many loved ones have sobbed over your parts, loved ones you will never know. whose eyes do you have? whose cartilage was it that was marred and lacerated by lead? do you have your mothers nose? you are an abandoned creation of your god, but you were loved, many times, even if you have never felt it

[writtenbrushes]

your gaze #2

Why do you watch me like that?

My heart races,

the moment our eyes meet.

I feel the heat of your gaze

as you stare.

Like your eyes can

set me on fire.

Goosebumps cascade down my body.

You hold me captive

by your gaze,

as the naughty darkest desires

weave in your mind.

You give a subtle smirk,

knowing you glance can

make me ache for you.

I caress my neck,

play with the pendant of my necklace,

an intentional flirt,

knowing it wakes up your desires,

needing you as much as you need me.

[terminalbrainitch]

Is like a gritty horror mesh of the Sookie stackhouse books and the Dresden files niche enough to be a successful book series?