weirdmurderer

[weirdmurderer]

Just wishing I had a man that would use me in my sleep

Like.. I'll be asleep at night and he gets hard. I start to wake up when I feel his dick tease at my hole. He whispers in my ear "Shh Kitten, It's okay, Daddy is just going to use you. Go back to sleep" as he pushes himself into me

[weirdmurderer]

Okay, but I can't get the idea of public play out of my mind. Like, I wanna be on a crowded bus; all the seats are taken, but there is still standing room. Not long into the ride I feel someone's dick pressing up against my ass under my skirt, I can't turn around to see who it is or move away because the bus is practically full. Soon I start to feel the person's dick grow hard against my butt while slowly pressing against me harder. I look around the bus to see if anyone has noticed, though no one has. I try not to react as I feel the person's dick push into me. I try keep quiet and act as if I'm not being fucked on a bus by somone I don't know. I keep silent, even as I feel their load pumping into me, my legs shake and my mind melts as my own orgasm raked my body. It isn't long after when the stranger walks off the bus at their stop

[weirdmurderer]

I like that “morning baby” kinda relationship. The no games, great communication, lots of kissing, lots of cuddling, lots of flirting, lots of being goofy kind of relationship. That makes you want to run 100 miles, read books, clean up your bad habits kind of love.

[weirdmurderer]

Okay but like I need to be fucked so stupid that I just smile, so cum drunk that when I'm slapped and named a whore or a slut, I take it as a compliment, getting more and more needy and desperate

[weirdmurderer]

Playing with after effects, would do it more often if the file size wouldn’t be so insanely big there, but so I had to decrease quality a lot in order to be able to upload here…

[weirdmurderer]

It’s fine I guess...

I’m sorry that I hurt you with my past decisions.

I didn’t mean to reveal my insecurities in such manner like that.

Now. I’m afraid you will leave just because you learned it just a hard way and won’t ever forgive me.

But it’s okay.

As long as you live.

Happy as it is.

Live your life to the fullest.

Mocha.

[weirdmurderer]

<<You are adored.>> The dragon’s voice whispered into her head. <<You are adored and loved and cherished.>>

“I am a failure.”

<<You are a precious mortal. You are my beloved human. No failure here.>>

[weirdmurderer]

gryffindor group chat vs. slytherin group chat

[weirdmurderer]

The sharp and steady beep of the monitor, was what finally woke you from your forced slumber, your eyes blearily taking in the unfamiliar walls around you as you tried figure out what had happened.

It was only when your gaze landed on the person sitting beside your bed, looking rather out of place on the cheap plastic chair they had claimed for themselves, that you finally remembered what had landed you here in the first place. 

Instantly, your heart began to pound, panic seizing you so suddenly and viciously, that you didn’t even notice as they leapt to their feet and rushed to your side, their muffled words of comfort and reassurance, lost amongst the haze that was claiming your frantic mind. 

You didn’t notice the others that were with you in the room, nor did you notice as they rushed to barricade the doorway as soon as the monitor started screaming, or even the commotion that followed shortly thereafter. In fact, it wasn’t until you found yourself staring into the eyes of another, that the panic finally stated to lose it’s claim on you.

In the distant recesses of your frazzled mind, you couldn’t help but notice that their eyes were glowing, though those thoughts were soon lost to the void, as the pull of sleep forcibly took hold of you once again.

     …..Was it just you?

                                  …..or was someone screaming?

[weirdmurderer]

“…neither relationship diminishes the importance of the other. Amy and Laurie’s romance doesn’t replace Jo and Laurie’s love, because the proposal defines Jo and Laurie’s relationship as friendly. Sure, it’s heated—Laurie chases Jo around while confessing his feelings—but Gerwig doesn’t frame it as unrequited love the way other adaptations did. Instead, they’re friends who care deeply for each other having a disagreement because one of them has confused platonic intimacy for romantic love.”

— Shirley Li, ‘Greta Gerwig’s Little Women Gives Amy March Her Due’ (The Atlantic)  

[weirdmurderer]

In the 15th century, Death asked you out. You rejected him. Furious and humiliated, he swore to never return for you. Six centuries later, you’re still alive.

[weirdmurderer]

A Strange New Years

  As to most families, we huddle up in a big group like a football team trying to win their last game. The oldest sibling smiling like a chimpanzee. The youngest drinking non-alcoholic champagne. The mid sibling is always so calm without a worry of troubles incoming this new year. My father, the team captain, proudly counting down the clock for the decade to end. Then my mother who is happy but at the same time sad, learning that from a few days in the past, her father is sick with kidney failure. The clock hits 12AM, we cheer and scream for this new year to explore and learn new things. We dance, we drink our champagne and give each other big hugs and kisses; strange enough my mother was softly smiling. Watching us this New Years be a new thing from us to enjoy. I wonder if she is okay, I wonder is she wished for only one thing. A good healthy family, wishing my grandfather would restore back to good health.