CLASSIC THE KIDS CHOOSING THE DAD BC HE’S THE FUN PARENT WHO SPENDS TIME WITH THEM WHILE THE MOM IS BUSY WORKING
the hypocrisy of patch saying all that shit when he never cared when his dad was on his “business trips” fucking a college student lmao, dads get off so fucking easy for doing literally nothing
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W małej malowniczej wiosce w okolicach Larnaki, w Athienou, powrócił stary problem - tam znowu śmierdzi!
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But one day Prija just left. There were no goodbyes, no explanations, just a half-empty closet and an unmade bed.
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yesss!! pls start posting again omg!! i love ur work, u dont understand. and i would LOOOVE if u wrote a pt 2 to the chifuyu S.I.M.P fic where they actually speak or sumth idk im not creative lmaoooo i just need ur content in my life auuuggghhhhh (no pressure ofc <3)
Ask and you shall receive my love! also i re-edited part 1 so make to check it out if you'd like! sorry if this took a while
♡S.I.M.P!I want you to worship me♡
Chifuyu x Reader part 2!
part 1 here
Note: can be read as a stan alone fic!
highschool au, cursing, sub!chifuyu, smut, 3rd person pov to 1st person pov
The library was Y/n's only safe space, She would always go there to finally breathe, she didn't have to keep up the performance. She could just bury herself in her silly little mangas and escape reality. But one time she stumbled upon the nsfw mangas in the bookshelf, she questioned it at first. She was the student council member she should bring attention to the fact that there's nsfw books in the library right??. Then Y/n realized that the anime club she belonged too probably snuck them in along with the regular ones and the librarian probably doesn't give enough fucks to actually check them which is why it's here. As she mentally fought with herself her eyes caught a glance at a hentai manga she's read before, one of her favorites at that. It was about a shy nerdy boy and a popular girl who bullied him...
Then there was one day she accidentally reached for the same manga as chifuyu, the pretty delinquent boyof the school. (Thankfully it wasn't hentai) Y/n was startled as a hand touched hers, she quickly turned to her side and her eyes widened in surprise. It was chifuyu, had she ever noticed him in the library before?..As he raised his head and looked to the side, he froze for a second. Emeral green eyes widening in panic as he stared at her. Y/n noticed his surprised expression, she would never have expected to see an expression like that on a boy like him...he looked almost fearful, like deer caught in headlights. Y/n studied his face, His fluffy blonde hair fell perfectly with his bangs covering parts of his forhead, She was almost compelled to reach out and touch it. His green eyes were wide open and and a soft pink blush dusted over his cheeks, his lips pressed together awkwardly in athin line. Like this he looked adorable, not at all like the rude delinquent all the other students were afraid to talk to. He quickly pulled his hand back and brought it up to the back of his neck with a sheepish smile on his face "Oh im sorry!" His voiced was rushed and panicked "Uhm, you can have it i dont mind" His words were rushed and flustered. It was surprising to see but honestly she couldn't help but it cute. Truth be told Y/n never really paid much attention to the blonde boy, sure she thought about how cool it was that he defied the teachers but that was in jealousy, wishing she could do the same. Other than that she never really paid him any real attention, until this very moment where she can't help but find him attractive..His soft jawline and smooth cheeks dusted in pink..his soft baby pink lips and his big green eyes still full of anxiety... Chifuyu swiftly spun on his heel and turned around to hurry away from Y/n but as he tried to leave her voice called out, "Chifuyu?" much more soft than when she usually talks to her classmates. His heart beat immediately sped up, his throat ran dry and he gulped but willed himself to turn around nonetheless. She saw his questioning look and responded before he could speak "uhm, well it's just.. if we're both interested in it, maybe we can just look at it together"
About A week passed since Chifuyu started talking to his crush. Everytime she saw him in the library she would come sit by him and strike up a conversation about whatever manga they were both into at the moment. Like right now. She's sitting so close to him he can barely process what she's saying. He tries so hard to will his brain to listen but all he could focus on was Y/n's skirt riding up her plush thighs the more she leans into his personal space. Her pretty face leaning closer to his, soft lips, shiny with her peach chapstick moving as she talked and her pretty e/c eyes staring into his, batting her eyelashes at him. Fuck he swears she's doing this on purpose to make him nervous and it was working and Judging from the feeling of his pants tightening it was working a little too good. His body was getting hotter and hotter, the soft pink that dusted over his flushed skin at his crushe's close proximity was getting harder to hide. Suddenly he was broken from his chain of thoughts when he heard her call his name "chifyuy? did you hear me?" His startled eyes were brought up to look into her concerned ones. "I asked if you were feeling okay, you look bothered" Before the boy could muster up a reply she stretched her hand out, shifting it under his bangs to against his forhead to check his temperature. Her face only inches away from his. "Oh my god chifuyu, you're burning-" Before Y/n could finish he cut her off "im okay! im just really warm- will you excuse me for a second!" Chifuyu quickly excused himself and scurried off towards to toilets. Oh fuck. He looked down at his pants and noticeable enough there was a buldge. He looked up questioning his life. Why was god doing this to him? Then he made accidental eye contact with his own pitiful reflection in the mirror, leading him to question his life even more. Without much options at his disposal he locked himself inside one of the stalls and made a quick mental note that after he rubbed out a quick one he'd go buy a gun to fucking shoot himself with.
You stood quietly outside his stall listening to his heavy panting before hearing him breathe a small "oh fuck" followed by a whisper of your name. Chifuyu stood inside the stall trying to be as quiet as possible as his hand wrapped around his aching cock. He swears he's never been this hard before, pumping gently a few times and then picking up the pace. You couldn't help but rub your thighs together under your skirt at his cute little whimpers and moans. God it was so hot, everytime he breathed out your name you felt your insides tighten and slick pooled inside your panties. That's it you couldn't control yourself anymore. You needed something inside you so badly. "Chifuyu?~" you called out, feigning a worried voice but the slutry undertone could still be heard and knocking on the door "you okay in here?". A smirk played on your glossed lips as you heard him panic "Wha- uh- uhm yea-YEAH! IM FINE!" An array of rushed incoherent stutters left him in response. "Y/n this is the boys washroom! you can't be in her-" Before he could finish his rushed and panicked sentence his door flew open. Chifuyu was stood frozen in horror, throbbing cock still in his grip as he was met face to face with the girl. You had kicked the door in! His mouth was agape but no words came out, he looked so scared and ashamed, Fuck it was so cute.
Chifuyu stood there frozen in place, his hand still around his cock. You carefully stepped inside the cramped stall, closing the door behind your back before pushing off it and stepping towards him. He can barely process what's happening right now before your hands are on him and your mouth crashes on his, nipping at his lips and sliding your tongue into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut as he kisses back, groaning into your mouth. His hard cock is pressed into your lower stomach, he can't help but grind it against your body chasing the much craved for friction. Your hands move from the sides of his face down towards his shirt. Fingers moving quickly to undo all of his buttons but your mouth is still pressed to his, tongue shoved down his throat. Moaning into him. He can barely register what the fuck is going on but he feels so good right now. When you finish unbutton his shirt you pull away from his mouth moving to leave a trail of kisses down his jaw to his neck. He whines when you do but it turns into a gasp as you stop to bite and suck at his sensitive skin, marking him as you please. He's such a sweet boy for you, whining and moans in your ear. "Y-y/n" he breathes your name out in a silent plea yet he doesn't even know what he's asking for. You press a few more kisses onto his chest and neck and one last kiss on the corner of his mouth before wordlessly sliding to your knees. His leaking cock right at your eye level as you look up him through your eyelashes. Without saying anything you take his cock in your soft hands.You could feel it pulsating, see the pretty veins throbbing on the underside of it. so much pre-cum was already leaking out of his thick baby pink mushroom tip and down his slender shaft, he was about 7 inches thick, 3 inches wide and holy fuck was it so pretty, just like him, matching his sweet little flushed face. God he looked so hot like this, Zipper undone, His shirt left open, showing of his lean torso and soft stomach. His pretty face flushed pink twisted in pleasure in such a lewd way, eyebrows furrowed, with his cherry pink lips caught between his teeth so hard it was bruising, bleeding. His now dark green eyes droopy, clouded with lust and his blonde hair now drenched and stuck flat to his forhead by beads of sweat. Fuck he was so cute like this. Chifuyu's eyes were clouded with lust, staring down at you in awe. Your pretty face only a few breaths away from his cock. He watched as you took him in your soft hands and opened your pretty mouth, breathing on it as your eyes looked up him, fluttering with that slutry look. He couldn't help but groan, head thrown back against the wall.You drag your tongue from the bottom of his shaft up to his tip before wrapping your lips around it. Immediately he let's out a porn worthy groan with his head thrown back against the wall. Both of your hands wrap around the base of his cock strocking him while your mouth suctioned around his sensitive tip, swirling your tongue around and running it across his slit. He hissed and bit the back of his hand to keep himself quiet, the other hand curled at his side in a fist, almost as if he was still scared to touch you.
(tw abuse)
The super strict sheikh at my super strict messed up muslim school: Before getting mad at your kids bc 'I've told them so many times and they didn't listen!" you should remember how many times you've disobeyed god and he didn't punish you.
The sheikh at my other school: God will hold parents accountable for how they treat their kids (and how they make their kids feel. He very specifically made a point of that and said 'I didn't mean to make them feel that way' isn't an excuse) and harsh parenting alienates people from the Deen.
The literal Prophet (pbuh): led with kindness and not fear
The literal Prophet (pbuh): encouraged forgiveness whenever possible
The literal Prophet (pbuh): always treated kids kindly and played with them and didn't yell at them
The literal Prophet (pbuh): was kind to a kid making fun of the athan and gave him the opportunity to become a mu-athin
The literal Prophet (pbuh): told people to be kind to kids
The literal Prophet (pbuh): disapproved of parents who didn't show physical affection to kids
The literal Prophet (pbuh): waited as a girl got on his back during sujood
The literal Prophet (pbuh): taught people to take the easier way
The literal Prophet (pbuh): taught people to be nice when teaching others
The literal Prophet (pbuh): taught people to try to encourage good without reprimanding or making people feel shame
The hadith everyone keeps on citing about respect to elders: those who don't show mercy to those younger than us are not good (convenient how everyone forgets the second half 😒)
Another hadith: The sound of playing children is good
Another hadith: Forcing people to do things is bad
Muslim parents: Allah gave us the right to abuse our kids, and we told our kids so many times and yelling/beating is the only thing that works, and Allah will think us verbally abusing our kids is good parenting and reward us on yawm-al-qiyamah, and we should never forgive our kids for their mistakes, and we should take the strictest path, and it's only our kid's fault they feel bad bc of our abuse, yelling and beating is the only way to make our kids understand, we can totally threaten to send our kids away, making our kids feel helpless is good parenting, it's our kid's fault only that they're protesting and feeling angry about this, if you don't accept our abuse you're not a good muslim bc the prophet said do the closest thing to worshiping your parents that Islam allows, etc.
it's actually horrible. They always use the goddamn excuse that God said to treat your parents with respect, but they don't ever acknowledge that every single Islamic command is trumped by your safety and survival. More so, standing up to your abusive parents isn't disrespect.
I hope every person who grew up in an abusive Muslim household knows they are loved. You are not a horrible person for having a complex relationship with your parents. You are allowed to say no, to yell, to cry, to be angry and be sad. You're enough.
A wild Levi Athin appears, the other lab creation from Paradise labs, he honestly just enjoying watching things unfold- and personally would love to see a fight break out and is just wondering whose buttons he should try pushing first.
"Can't believe I was expected to be a pawn for this loser good thing I got out of that lab when I did,"
so not only is athin cheating on jane, he also took out all of their kids' tuition money???? and his business is going bankrupt??? so he's fucking up their finances too???? i sentence this man to death
There is a deep, painful energy harbored within this soul... At its very core festers malice, and a deeply rooted pain that craves nothing more but to inflict itself onto everything around it.
Special care has been given to it- to stop examiners from coming into any harm should they draw too near to it. You coil like a serpent, awaiting a moment to strike. To claim your revenge. It never comes.
planning on drawing all of them atleast once but currently hyperfixated on a few, gonna be drawing my friends ocs too if they have dynamics with mine :D