#fuck outta here u dumbass
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y’all i used to own 32 MCR band tees/sweatshirts/tank tops and now idk where tf Any of them went in the last 8yrs n i rlly need 2 go to hot topic like asap but i also will be spending the next 2 weeks studying my fuckjgng ass off for the NCLEX n i don’t have a job n i need money to go to hot topic like Rigt after i take my nclex but i still won’t have a job by then so im literally 🧍🧍🧍useless but like🥱🥱what’s new🙄😒
#can u believe i’m 22 yrs old im literally so stupid#if u ever feel bad abt urself Don’t just remember me the dumbest childish bitch alive that’s my title ok bby??😙😽💏😙😽😗#every time i get one of those fake ass sugar daddies dming me on ig or twter or on here MY DUMBASS WIL LREPLY#like PLSSSSS STIP ASKING ME FOR MY ROUTING BANK ACCT NUMBER CANT U JUST VENMO ME U IRRITATING FUCK!!!!!!!!!!#anyways maybe i’ll look into that website where like u can sell ur underwear lol#i need to buy new undies anyways smh my dumbass 15y/o self thought only VS sold underwear so literally All of mine is from there#embarrassing ik BUT I OWN SO MUCH UNDERWEAR FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF NOT HAVING TO DO LAUDNDRY FOR LIKE 3 MONTHS BC#I ONLY DO LAUDNRY WHEN I RUN OUTTA UNDERWRAR OK??? but i want new underwear so i have to sel my old ones to online ppl iguess xx#i can’t believe this is who i am now literally Sooooo embarrassing However i have 0 shame so here i am airing out my dirty laundry#MY U DERWEAR ISNT ALL DIRTY N D BTW I KUST MEAN LIKE IVE OWNED THE SAME UD ERWEAR FOR THE LAST 5 YRS IM DUE FOR AN UPGRADE!!!#i want mcr underwear i want priest gerard holding tbe bible on my crotch#shut up cianna
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୨ৎ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 𝓑𝓡𝓞𝓣𝓗𝓔𝓡 𝓕𝓤𝓒𝓚𝓔𝓡, sukuna ryomen !
boyfriend’s older brother!sukuna. while little bro yuji spits up his liquor in the bathroom, sukuna takes care of his girl, finally fucking her like she deserves.
ಇ. summary. sukuna brother au, fem reader, infidelity, yuji throws up so emeto. warning, manipulation, pussy slapping, biting, some predator/prey elements, size kink, dumbification, squirting, reader is intoxicated but aware, rough kuna but he switches up:3, regret/moral conflict, angst towards the end cuz ‘m a certified yapper. wc, 4.6k.
ಇ. note. been a whore for sukuna lately but i fully blame gege for drawing him so majestic. if evil then why gorgeous, hm??? we’re onto u gege. we know u love a felon. confess already.
the door to the itadori household bursts open and in floods a typhoon of drunken chaos and laughter.
drowning in giggles, yuji has his arm thrown over your aching shoulders, humming along to some kind of song. without you, he wouldn't be upright—a jumbling, intoxicated mess.
you're mostly sober, fighting to get him to the bathroom since he was heaving in the taxi.
"whyyy do ya build me upp~" he slurs, a bumbling flurried version of himself, smothering your cheek in wet kisses that have you wriggling away. "butterrrcuppp baby, jus' t'let me downnn...!"
"yuji!" you shriek, the weight of him growing more unbearable as you try to keep him up. his breath is drenched with the heavy scent of liquor. "baby, y'gotta focus or we're not gonna make it to the—"
"—and mess m'rounddd!"
"yuji—'nuff!" you groan loudly as he drapes himself over. at this rate, you might just collapse into a heap on the floor, overcome by his weight as well as the lesser, still relevant amount of alcohol you consumed at the club.
suddenly, the patter of footsteps have you perking up. sukuna—yuji's big brother—rounds the corner, gaunt features sharp with agitation. he must've woken up when the two of you came barreling in.
"sukuna—hi," you can't help the relief that bursts through your chest, evident in the way you exhale.
sukuna notes the way your knees tremble, his brother blabbering embarrassingly on top of you. he puts aside the urge to laugh, figuring he'd spare you just this once.
"here. i got 'im." without any trouble, sukuna drags his little brother under his arm, putting your strength to shame. with the weight lifted, you finally have chance to relax, rolling your arm and letting out a loud sigh of relief.
"thank you. ow—pain."
you stumble, and the broader of the two brothers chuckles, crimson gaze soaking up your body in that dress while you're distracted. "you carried him all the way home?"
"mhm. practically sprawled out on my lap in the taxi. the driver and i had to team up to get him outta there," you whine as you kick off your heels. those stupid things had you wincing terribly most of the night. yuji said they were sexy. as much as you love him, you’re more than sure you will not be wearing them again anytime soon.
"you should've called me." sukuna's features scrunch in disgust as yuji keeps singing in his hold.
"i-i-i neeeeed youu~"
"fuckin' a, did he drink the whole bar?"
"pretty much," you reply, shrugging off your coat and following behind the pair of brothers. yuji looks so funny, almost small despite his lean stature, looking deceivingly short compared to sukuna. "he made a bet with todo and lost."
the sober man grunts as he knocks open the bathroom door, holding up yuji in his other arm. his muscles flex underneath his shirt, stretching the dark cotton, where your eyes briefly linger.
you avert your attention to yuji instead, amusement melting into concern for your boyfriend.
not sharing the same sentiment, sukuna drops him down by the toilet, putting up the lid with a smack and purposely shoving yuji's head into the bowl a little harder than necessary. "theree ya go, dumbass," sukuna grunts, slapping his back as he finally pukes up. "just barely made it."
and you're sure glad he did, thanking the gods your dress had been spared amidst the drama. with the way he'd been acting, you were never sure that you would be safe from the bile climbing his throat, cringing fearfully at times.
you feel much better now that sukuna has taken over. he's older, well-versed in trivial matters like this. yuji's already told you all about his university days, the drunken nights, the fighting—
you curse your thoughts for sprawling so suddenly, shooing off your rodent-like curiosity.
their relationship struggled at times. especially so back then, but things are different now. and as much as sukuna pretends not to care for his little brother, he clearly does, at least a little. after all, the pink tresses of your boyfriends hair are ruffled in his thick hand before he lets go fully.
then sukuna walks on in a rugged stride, leaving yuji to it. on the way out, he knocks your shoulder with his. you can't tell if the action was playful, but you’re sure it wasn't hostile, at least. a little smile creeps onto your lips as your gaze follows him into the kitchen.
sukuna is weird.
he's weird because he's not like yuji in most ways; it's not necessarily a bad thing, but he's much, much harder to see through. with your boyfriend, most things are crystal clear. you can tell what he wants, what he needs, how he needs it. he'll tell you all about it—unselfishly, of course.
however, sukuna, you find, never reads so easily. and it's weird. you can't tell if you prefer it that way, or if you'd rather know what he's thinking.
especially since you're certain you just caught his eyes slithering along your curves.
anyway.
wanting to give yuji some privacy, you pull the door shut, the sound of his gags growing muffled. you half-jog-half-limp to the kitchen, preparing a glass of cold water to ease his throat once it's all over.
unbothered, sukuna leans his back against the counter, scrolling on his phone like this is just another night to him. it's weird.
you start wondering, drawing up the conclusion that this might be first time you and him have ever been alone, in a way. yuji is there, but not really, if you know what i mean. not mentally, anyway.
before you can finish that thought, you deliver the glass to yuji, crouching down to his level and rubbing his back with careful affection. "got you some water, baby. right here, by your hand." you take it gently, guiding it towards the glass.
he's not throwing up so much now, just laying there, waiting for the next wave of nausea to crash over him. his fingers respond to the glass, wrapping around it. "thanks, hic—y're so good t'me..."
you smile warmly, pressing a kiss to his warm cheek. you couldn't care less that he reeks of all kinds of concoctions and puke all rolled up together, wanting to be there for him regardless as you know he would for you.
you whisper a few more reassuring words to him before taking your leave, giving him some time to recover by himself. the bathroom door clicks shut. forgetting all about the third party, you let your back press against it, head jilting as a sigh slips out.
"he worn ya down that much?" sukuna snorts at the display, looking up from his phone.
despite your initial surprise, you laugh too. "he doesn't usually. it's just... been a busy night, i guess. i think he'll pass out in there."
sukuna briefly dips his head into the fridge, getting out a chartreuse-tinted bottle of something. "one would hope. you want one?"
"you're being weirdly nice." you blurt suspiciously, smirking. oh god. maybe the alcohol was starting to work you over, too, because you definitely weren't supposed to say that. sometimes it's better not to ask, someone told you once.
sukuna pulls a face that makes you wish you could crawl out of your skin on command, even though there's technically logic behind your last words.
"am i usually mean?"
"n-no, i just mean—" fuck, stop talking. with growing embarrassment, you shake your head, "nothing. sorry. that was assumptive."
the way you initially scrambled to answer appealed to some wicked humor in him as he laughed. "yeah, it was. so yes or no?"
"yes," you sigh, shoulders slumping in admission, knowing you probably needed it. especially after whatever that was. your head is pounding—god, someone should put me down.
sukuna opens up your bottle with his teeth as you hop up on the counter, watching each other. all had gone quiet behind you. sukuna handed you the drink with the lid still between his teeth, venom swirling in his eyes when he saw the way yours lingered on the gesture.
slowly, you took the bottle, pressing the rim up to your lips before taking a sip. it bubbles in your mouth, sparkling on your tongue before you swallow it down. the burn is a little unpleasant, but you manage.
"any good?" sukuna asks.
"'s okay," you shrug, reading the bottle, pretending like any of it made sense. "a little bitter."
"you like 'em sweet?" the taller man frowns, sorting through the cupboards for something that you're too immersed to ask about.
"kinda. but too much makes me sick," you explain, scrunching your nose at the thought. "i like a balance."
"oh, really?" sukuna snorts as if you've just said the funniest thing in the world.
in one confused motion, you lower your brows. and jilt your head, wondering what's with the sudden jest. "yeah, uh... is that funny?"
sukuna raises his brows, shaking his head, some glasses clinking. "no, not funny. nothin's funny."
he really knows how to make a person feel small, you'd give him that much.
you avert your gaze, heart crawling up into your cheeks. "okay, well..."
"what about you?" he interjects, sparking up another tiny bit of annoyance in you again. not that you knew what you were gonna say anyways. it most likely would've been embarrassing anyway, making you shrink even more, wanting yuji to come out already—
"what about me?" you wonder, your voice meeker than before. curious and cautious, tip-toeing around his words. is there something you're hiding?
"are you the sticking-around or screwing-around type?"
"oh, right," you laugh, making sense of his question. it's big one, though. kind of sprung on you. still, you manage to respond, just telling him what you know while glowing with intoxication, "well, we've only been going out a couple months."
you're more focused on the way he's watching you than you are on actually answering. his eyes are sharp and torrid in comparison to his little brother's, and the way he gazes down rather than looks at you has something in you stirring, writihing hotly beneath your skin.
it's exciting. why is it exciting? there's a giddiness that gyres in the pit of your gut like a ballerina, pirouettes and grands jetés, heat cooking and simmering through your veins. it's terrible. it's weird.
"well, you can't blame me for being protective." sukuna shrugs. "he seems to really like you."
while what he's saying rings true, there's a chord slightly off-key, something askew that you can't place. is he closer than before?
you ignore it, trying on a smile. "well, feeling's mutual."
you take another sip from the bottle, the cool rim settling on your lips, sparks igniting on your tongue, the same routine replaying. you don't even think before adding gleefully, "and he's like, a jazillion times more sane than my last boyfriend, so i'm happy."
"are you?" sukuna asks, serious.
it was like flipping a switch. he was laughing, now he's earnest, and you were just entirely confused, his meaning lost on you, like you're the last in line in a game of chinese whispers. he caught you off guard with that one. and he knows it, too, carmine eyes feasting on your discomfort.
your smile falters slightly before you nod. "yeah."
"okay." he just says.
now you were really starting to get pissed off with him. whatever he's doing, it's stupid. he might as well have you cornered, except you've done nothing wrong, and yet he's prancing around you with a tone of prolific doubt. as if he knows something about you that you yourself don't.
"what?" you demand, equally serious now, smile wiped clean off. the air turns thick.
sukuna shrugs his shoulders again and you swear you have to fight off a sneer. "nothing."
is he casting doubt on your love for yuji? is that what this is? is he trying to tell you you're not good enough for him? that even though you trudged half a mile in those huge stupid heels just because he said they looked hot on you—carrying his dead weight, might i add, as he was screeching a song you'd never heard in your ear—that all of that was just for laughs, and there were no real feelings behind those actions? is that seriously what he's getting at?
sukuna wants to laugh so bad. your face is all screwed up, cheeks puffed out and burning a deep red. oh, how it fuels him. your stubbornness, that endearing naivety that clings to you like all your modest perfumes, the one that lingers in yuji's room, occasionally in his clothes, infecting every dark corner of his mind—and now you know how it feels to be tortured by him.
"you want some water?" the man asks casually. your mind is on fire, your thoughts more blaring than you would probably think. it's written all over you.
his question makes your shoulders drop, feeling stupid all over again. what are you getting so worked up for? you're secure in your feelings for yuji. as his brother, sukuna has every right to feel concern for him. there really is no need for you to be acting like this.
he's playing you like a damn flute.
"yes, please." you answer a lot more softly, pulling your hair around to one side. you'd been bratty without cause, assumptive, again. you really need to stop mischaracterizing him. after all, he's no monster. "i think all the drinks are finally getting to my head a little."
he starts filling up a glass, grinning at you over his shoulder, mischief playing in his slanted-eyes. "oh, don't tell me you were expecting anything bottled. tap's the best y're gonna get from us. hope you can handle it."
a smile works onto your lips as you finally start to loosen up again, legs swinging gently off the side of the counter. playing along, you wince. "oh yeah, well, i usually only drink expensive, you know, mineral-rich—"
"yeah."
he's suddenly between your legs, his mouth devouring your own, swallowing the terrified noise that begs to escape. for a moment, you're frozen in shock, eyes widening as you palms meet his chest in a forceful attempt at creating space.
sukuna juts back, forced away from you. his eyes crack open but are still like slits, dark, crawling with lust you hadn't previously noticed—no, acknowledged, because the choice has always been there.
he relishes in the terror that brims in your eyes at his visceral kiss. it feels natural, but not in the tender, motherly sense. like predator devouring prey. the natural order of life.
his hands are hot, gripping onto your thighs, digging into the tights he could easily rip to shreds, giving him full access to your warm cunt, to ruin you.
and yet he doesn't.
he waits for your eyes to droop, for you to lunge at him, accepting this twisted spiral of events, indulging his darkness. teeth clicking, tongues meeting messily in a sloppy kiss, drool gathering between you both as you crash together all at once, a train wreck of carnality. sukuna's hands are all over you, groping, slashing at the crotch of your tights. you gasp into his mouth as cold air meets the sobbing wetness of your cunt, followed by a slap to it.
"f-fuck! hey, who said you could—hmff!" you yelp as his hand clamps over your mouth suddenly, his scarlet eyes narrowing.
"brat, watch ya fuckin' mouth." sukuna warns as you grapple with him. his tattoos look especially menacing then, chiseling his features. "he's drunk. not deaf."
you nod, trying to tell him you understand. he releases your lips in an instant only to seize them again in his so forcefully.
yuji would never—could never take you like this, and you fucking know it. you know it with every gnaw, every squash of your tits that leaves you whining like a bitch in heat, every bite against your neck where you can feel the outline of his brother's teeth and a short gush of crimson.
rationality is lost on you as you mindlessly rut against him, your hands running up and down his back until you start tugging on his pants, eager to rid him of them.
meanwhile, sukuna's making a meal out of you—you make up half of his size, giving him complete control to do as ever he pleases.
every whine is met with a grunt. his cock must have been freed at some point as you feel his greedy hands lift you against him, your chests meeting, the sharp cold of the counter leaving your ass and feeling his palms spread you apart instead.
nothing could prepare you for the suddenness of which he fills you—you scream, half openly, half having shoved your face into his shoulder—aware his brother, your lover, is passed out over the toilet in the other room.
"shh, shh—fuckin' shit!" sukuna groans, features curling in erotic bliss.
he gluts you in ways yuji never has, the ways he'll never dare—with such cruel, carnal demand, to the brim, unkind, violent, and so, so fucking good.
as he breaches your womb, you claw his back raw through his shirt. a sob rips through you. sukuna does his best to keep you quiet. "shh... fuck. yer so fuckin' tight, girl. relax."
"t-tryin'... 'm so full..." you whine, eyes misting over with tears. it feels too good, you think...
"i know—" sukuna chokes, barely lifting you up on his cock, feeling your walls spasm around him. "fuck, what ya cryin' for?"
he feels too good.
"d-don't move yet, i'll cum," you gasp, and he hasn't even tried—sukuna's expression blanches.
"already?" he bursts out laughing in his brutish way, the side that yuji lacked entirely as the nicest person you've ever known; fuck. the humiliation makes your cunt squeeze again.
he lifts you up, your knees draped over his thick arms, foreheads meeting. your breaths intertwine, hot and treacherous, caressing each other's faces.
"ya know, i've fuckin' heard you, all those times."
"wh-what?" you stammer cluelessly, only half there, clinging to sukuna as he dangles you on his cock, your eyes crossing when he starts to bounce you on him.
"said i fuckin' heard you, you 'n yuji—'n shit, ya never got this loud, huh?" he smirks wickedly, feeling your body collapse hopelessly against him. he fucks you up and down on him, swallowing up your pathetic moans and whines like they were the last noise he'd ever hear. "been wanting to take ya like this, stretch yer dumb little cunt on me, fuckk—ya got no fuckin' idea, princess."
rocking up and down, you wail, head bobbing. sukuna can just see your little maw dangling open—it takes everything in him not to jam his fucking fingers in your throat until you drool and splutter around him.
"y—you wanted—this?" you struggle, feeling too good to make sense of anything, to think straight, to do anything other than take every rough kiss to your cervix, feeling your insides bruise and swell with lucid excitements.
"lemme guess, the brat cums too soon—never quite gets ya there, hm?" sukuna guesses correctly, making you whine and nod and babble.
"h-how did y—ah, fuck—!" he snapped his hips, picking up the speed as you wept on him. you'd never been fucked like this in your life, and your world was getting flipped on its head. when did your dress come down? you weren't sure—but now your tits were bouncing and sukuna wasn't gonna pass up the opportunity to tear into them.
"cuz, 's just obvious," sukuna rasps, teeth clamping down on your raised nipple, "can tell this sloppy pussy ain't gettin' treated right. not when she's—shit—creamin' all over me jus' from stickin' it in."
"'k—kuna, don't—ahh! fuck!"
"that's it girl, shit, c'mon," sukuna keeps picking you back up only to drop all your weight on his fat cock, his balls slapping against your ass, the slick you're gushing causing them to stick together.
your head is empty, devoid of anything except the chaos, the suddenness of it all, the shock, he's fucking you. your boyfriend's older brother is fucking you, and you've never felt so goddamn good.
there's this sudden wave. a wetness. an explosive feeling that crashes over you in one swift, predatory pounce. like when a deer gets suddenly ripped apart. your head straight up drops on sukuna's shoulder, and you're sobbing loudly, babbling words that can't be defined.
then all of a sudden, sukuna outright cackles; the sound bleeds into your ringing ears, head picking up off of his shoulder.
"no fuckin' way!" he roars with laughter. you wanna shush him, but you can't move—your nerve ends are all bursting to life, like fruitful grapes popping between two fingers. it's happening again, whatever that feeling is, whelming you; this time you his fingers rub back and forth harshly across your clit, but wait—
"dumb lil pussy's squirtin' already, hahh, shit—fuckin' christ, girl—" he's enamored, watching you cum in adorable little spurts, soaking his clothes, your tights, and the kitchen floor, covering everything in your stupid juices.
"you wanted this, goddamn—look at you."
your eyes are rolled back as he kisses you again, fingers tearing into your scalp, the lewd sound of your lips smacking together filling the air.
never in your fucking life. you'd never came like that, so violently, so carelessly, not without really, really trying. all sukuna had to do was pump you up and down on his cock, say a few words and you were spraying like a tap. how fucking pathetic.
and then he does it again. drags another one out of you, laughing.
you barely catch his next words.
"'m gonna fuckin' cum in ya."
"n—no—" you stumble out, barely coming to at the words, but their enough to fill you with at least some urgency. your ass is bruised at the back from being repeatedly slammed against the counter, the wind knocked out of you entirely. "d-don't, wait, you can't—"
"why the fuck not, hah?" sukuna rumbles. "don't tell me it's cuz'a—"
"—yuji," you sob.
it hits you. it hits you then, hard, at the worst time. a gut-punch, one that makes you heave. in less than half a second, a guilt strong enough to set your skin alight cultivates and wrecks each single sense. his cologne invades your nostrils, an imaginary sensation, forced to breathe its natural, tender nature as opposed to sukuna's harsh and crude and brooding one, the one you're drowning in. the one sticking to your skin.
your hand—finally letting go of sukuna's shoulder, where you were keeping yourself stable—slaps over your mouth, tears springing into your eyes.
"f—fuck, fuck, fuck!" sukuna chants, eyes scrunching as he gets lost in the pleasure. he's pounding you, knocking your eyes back still, not slowing his pace for anything. your leg flails once, but how can you fight when he's holding you up like this?
"'s—'kuna," you choke out brokenly, slapping his chest with whatever strength you can muster. your lip quivers, heart aching in your chest as you plead tearfully, "don't."
he'd never been considerate. he'd never 'made love'. not even now. he fucked. he lied, he slipped off condoms, he 'forgot' to pull out, all so many times before. it was clockwork to him. he could've easily done it again. lied. been selfish. blurred the lines. cheated consent.
put a baby in his little brother's whore girlfriend.
and yet sukuna weirdly found himself pulling out of you last second, one hand holding you up while the other jerked his cock until thick ropes of cum splattered up your dress with a strained grunt. his orgasm spoils at it hits, a rough ecstasy that's tattered along the edges and ultimately, ultimately unsatisfying. it barely scratches the surface. the heat of it hasn't even started leaving his body before he wants more, regrets not filling you up, every cell inside him clawing for it, starved and fucking addicted.
sukuna almost, almost crushes you against the island, dropping you on the counter again where your drenched cunt feels like it's been electrocuted when met with the cold so suddenly. you gasp, arching into him, searching for any kind of warmth.
but he rips away from you, turning his back. his touch is gone as soon as it came. any desire flatlines, ringing loudly, blaring in your sensitive ears. alarm bells.
what is this?
both your chests are heaving. there's no afterglow. it's messy, dirty, frantic. cheap. depraved.
and it seems like you aren't the only one.
"s-sukuna, i—"
CLICK.
lips snapping shut, you sit right up, head whipping around in the most deafeningly guilty sense ever. heart in your throat, your expression echoes one of pure horror, one you expect will reflect your boyfriend's when he realizes what's going on here.
yuji stumbles out of the bathroom, his mop of pink hair tousled and eyelids low. he hangs by the doorframe for several seconds, his head dropped, not even looking up. it takes only a few steps. they're slow, clumsy, lead him to the bedroom door. he doesn't notice. he doesn't notice.
his older brother and his girlfriend are feet away, covered in squirt and sperm and other dirty secrets. shame. guilt. some more than others.
and he just blunders into the bedroom, a loud 'thump', telling you that he made it to bed.
all you do is stare. your jaw stays slack.
you hear a zipper and, frazzled, quickly flit your head at sukuna. he's fixing his clothes, not paying you any mind.
you stare at his back, despairing.
"wh—you're just gonna...?" you stammer incredulously, trying to do the same but there's no fixing the gaping hole in your tights that reaches down to your mid thighs.
away from his gaze, him cum settles against the fabric of your torn up dress, pooling slowly in its place.
his cock, hardly soft, twitches again, urging his need. he ends up frozen for a moment, simply staring, before he numbly moves forward.
he leaves, leaving you sat on the counter as he storms out into the night, slamming the front door behind him.
you're alone there, stunned, cum up your dress that is almost but not quite your boyfriend's, the floor below you soaked, and a heartbeat in every part of your body.
trembling, you push yourself off of the counter.
vaguely aware of the layout of the house, you scramble to find some wipes and clean up the mess on the floor. after that, it takes at least 10 minutes to get the semen out of your dress, but even then, you feel filthy.
you sniffle over the sink, scrubbing soapy suds into your tainted skin. wanting to throw up.
what the fuck had you done?
you'd cheated. that's it. you cheated on the sweetest angel, your angel, yuji. the one entirely too gentle and trusting for this world. you betrayed him. a sob rips through you, shattering your core.
stupid, stupid, stupid.
as you sneak back into bed, fingers still shaking as they turn the handle to yuji's room, you don't even have the energy to change your clothes. you simply crawl into bed, too crushed to face him, not garnering the strength, knowing what you'd done. a tear slips down your cheek.
because you can't even regret it.
and before you know it, yuji's draping himself over you, his arms, pulling you against the haven of his chest, sighing against your neck.
"you made it..." he mumbles.
oh, how you want to sob when he says such a thing. "yeah," you nod, trying to suppress the break in your voice, "yeah, i'm here."
yuji grunts happily, snuggling you closer. "mmh, good."
you don't think you will ever forgive yourself.
"i love you." yuji says, blind to the truth.
but you swear it's not one-sided. "i love you," you admit, beginning to cry softly in his arms, wondering if it will be the last time you ever get the liberty of doing so again.
#୭ ˚.⁺⊹ 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓻𝓭 .ᐟ#sukuna#ryomen sukuna#sukuna smut#jjk sukuna#sukuna ryomen smut#sukuna x reader#sukuna ryomen x reader#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk x reader#older brother sukuna#sukuna au#jjk au#yuji itadori#jjk itadori#itadori yuji#cckaisen too obscene!
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Omg can u pls do a blurb ab Demon!Harry finds Angel!Y/N being bullied by some other demons and he stops them before they go too far?? 😇😇😇
harry was just on his way home after a terribly long afternoon of making sinister deals and collecting the souls of the damned when he heard the commotion across the street. normally, it being literal hell, he wouldn’t expect much differently from the world around him, but he happened to take a fleeting glance toward the whooping laughter and mocking voices, and saw something that made him do a double take.
now, there is no place in hell for the color white, save for the teeth of the few demons who care for dental hygiene and the whites of their eyes before they’re consumed with inky blackness. so imagine harry’s surprise when he thought he spotted an array of ivory feathers, scuffed as they may be, flutter behind a wall of burly demons whose backs were turned to him. but no, that couldn’t be right… right?
call it the pull of curiosity (months later, he would call it fate), but harry felt like he should go over there, if only to confirm his suspicions. so he did.
harry walked up behind the group, quietly so as not to be heard, with his arms crossed and his jaw set. he was still many meters away, but the closer he got, the better he could hear, and suffice to say he was becoming concerned. now, harry’s all for roughing someone up— it’s quite literally in his job description, right under ‘hijacking high school slumber party ouija sessions’— but something about the whimpers of pain and pleas for mercy weren’t sitting well with him.
“please, i-i’m sorry, i don’t know how i—,” the voice cut off with a sharp cry.
was that a girl’s voice? surely they didn’t kidnap a girl from the surface? harry may be a demon, but even he had some morals.
“aw, is it scared? you scared, sweetheart?”
“how did a pretty little thing like you get all the way down here, huh? ’s like you’re beggin‘ for us to grab you by the neck and—”
“quiet, dumbass. don’t want anyone to know about this. don’t wanna have to share it, do we? fuck, we’re so fucking lucky.”
harry saw the demons shuffle around a bit, seemingly manhandling whatever girl they were tormenting. when they turned and harry’s view was no longer obstructed, his eyes widened momentarily as his wildest suspicion was confirmed. but how in satan’s name did an angel get to hell?
one of the demons had his arm wrapped around the terrified girl’s middle, his broad chest to her back, her wings crumpled in what harry assumed could only be quite painful between them, free hand clamped over her mouth. another grabbed both her wrists in one of his, squeezing tight and causing her knees to buckle as she sobbed into the first creature’s palm. harry could’ve sworn he heard a muffled “please!” from beneath it.
“the things we’re gonna do to you, doll face…,” mused one of the demons who wasn’t grabbing the angel, instead groping his crotch, squeezing and moaning, “fuck, i’m hard just thinking about it.”
their poor celestial victim’s eyes went wide with unmistakable fear, and she squirmed harder in their grasp, kicking her legs and subsequently having them restrained by the fourth and final gang member. she wasn’t touching the ground anymore, and had no more leverage to move in their grip.
“c’mon, let’s get outta here before someone—”
“what’s all this about, gentlemen?”
harry hadn’t even realized he’d come up to the edge of the scene until the demons before him shot their heads up in surprise, their leader (crotch-groper) leveling out to just about an inch shorter than him.
“harry!” he said with a grin, flashing harry his yellowing teeth as if they’d been friends for years, “what brings a demon of your standing down to this here part of hell?”
“answer the question or i’ll deliver you to lucifer myself.” harry didn’t spare the angel a glance, not wanting to alarm her further, but from the corner of his eye he could see her begin to tremble in her restraint.
crotch-groper, who harry soon recognized as lyle, a rather young and distasteful demon, clenched his jaw before responding. “found her all curled up an‘ alone in the alley. we were gonna go have some fun with her at sanjay’s, if you know what i mean. you want in? i just got a batch of new devices i haven’t had the chance to try out yet, and a fuckin‘ angel’s guaranteed to be a vir—”
“enough,” harry held up a hand to silence lyle, who only shut his mouth (albeit begrudgingly and with a huff) due to harry’s higher ranking— he really didn’t want to get reported to the boss… he quite liked his legs and wasn’t fond of the idea of them bending the other way.
harry finally took a good look at the angel, keeping his face stoic. her eyelashes and flushed cheeks glistened with tears, her body was shaking like a leaf, and she looked on the verge of hyperventilating. he couldn’t explain it, but harry found himself itching to smooth out the crease between her brows with his thumb.
he wished he could signal to her that he was handling this.
eyes meeting lyle’s again, he said, “an angel’s presence in hell is a grade six security violation. in other words, above your pay grade. she is hereby relinquished from your custody and into mine to be dealt with accordingly.”
“the fuck she is!” shouted one of the lackeys holding the girl, “we found her first!” and with so much as a tilt of his head, harry made it so his ribs snapped inwards and punctured his lungs, effectively ending the creature’s existence and his grip on the angel’s legs, allowing her to stand as he crumpled to the ground.
four pairs of eyes widened at harry, and then one of them squeezed so tightly shut he worried they might never open again.
“any more complaints, then?”
the three remaining gang members shook their heads, releasing their hold on the celestial, causing her to scrape her palms and knees on her short trip to the asphalt with a pitiful “oof!” if harry had blinked, he’d have missed their instantaneous dissipation from the scene.
fucking finally.
crouching to the ground where the innocent being was curled up into herself, harry reached out a hand to gently touch her shoulder as he began, “hey.”
but he didn’t get very far, because the second his skin made contact with her own, the girl scrambled backwards into the nearest alley wall with a gasp. dirt was collecting under her fingernails, at least one of her wings was definitely broken, she had no idea how she ended up in satan’s domain, and she was just so scared.
harry noticed how she couldn’t even look him in the face, her hands covering her own for fear he would attack her. he felt a pressure in his chest at the thought.
“’s all right, love,” he reassured. “’s all right, ’m not going t‘ hurt you.” she didn’t move an inch, so he patiently continued. “i’m harry. what do they call you?”
and while she was terribly afraid to speak to him, she was more afraid of what he might do if she continued to ignore him.
“y-y/n.”
harry smiled at the pretty name. “it’s nice to meet you, y/n.”
y/n kept her hands in front of her face as she responded. “nice… nice to meet you too, harry.”
he thought it was endearing, really, how her manners were so ingrained into her being that she could be polite to him even now. harry wanted to move a little closer, but he didn’t want to spook her. so he asked her if she could move her hands and open her eyes.
y/n shook her head so fervently, harry worried she might give herself whiplash. “he’s still there,” she sobbed, upper body shaking with her cries.
“’s just us here, love.”
“n-no… the man. the… the one you…,” she couldn’t bring herself to say it, but harry caught on. the one you killed.
oh, right. harry had forgotten him before he’d even hit the dirt. he waved his hand and the corpse disappeared from sight.
“he’s not, promise. no one to be seen for miles.”
tentatively, y/n lowered her hands, but they still hovered over her mouth, prepared to shoot back up at any moment. her eyes opened up to him again, and this time harry could admire their beauty without having to pretend to be indifferent.
“hi,” he smiled a gentle smile, settling his palms on his knees so she could see them still and empty. “can you tell me what happened, sweetheart?”
y/n flinched at the pet name, which didn’t go unnoticed by harry, and it took him a few moments to understand.
“aw, is it scared? you scared, sweetheart?”
“oh. sorry, um, about those blokes. they’re right big twats, they are. they won’t bother you again.”
y/n slowly began to relax, ever so slightly. but she still had a million unanswered questions, and her guard was still way up. why was this (rather handsome) demon being so kind to her? was it true he was going to be ‘dealt with’ by him? and why… what was that warm feeling she got in her tummy each time he called her ‘love’? she figured she should start with the most important question.
“what are you going to do with me?”
harry could literally feel the fear flowing through her veins, could practically hear her thoughts running a mile a minute. his face softened.
“well. first, we’re gonna have to take care of those wings, and any other injuries you may have. after that, we’ll try to find a way to get you home.”
y/n didn’t look convinced. “you’re… you’re not gonna… lock me away?”
“did you commit a crime in heaven? did you sin?”
“no…,” y/n tried to think back, tried to remember the moments before she wound up in hell, but it was like she was missing part of her memories. “i-i don’t think so.”
harry stood up, wiping his palms on his trousers and holding out a hand to help her up. “well, then there you are. it might be hard to believe, but there is a system for punishment in satan’s kingdom, too. if you haven’t done anything, we’ll get you right on home.” he didn’t say it aloud, but a small part of his heart twinged at the idea of letting her leave.
why was that?
y/n gratefully took his hand, but wasn’t able to help pull herself up. she was too weak, and her whole body ached. she figured she was only feeling it now from the passing of adrenaline as harry helped her relax. a whine tumbled from her lips as she struggled to stand.
“here,” harry spoke in a quiet voice. he stepped closer to her, and on instinct she shied away. he paused for a second, opening up his palms and facing them upwards as he approached to show he meant no harm. “y‘ can’t walk, love. let me help.”
hesitantly, the angel nodded, and harry swooped down to pick her up under the knees and shoulders. a small squeak escaped her lips as he pulled her off the ground, and he cooed, “i’ve got you. i’ll be careful.”
once she was securely in his arms, y/n asked the next biggest question on her mind.
“why are you helping me, harry?”
harry looked down at her big doe eyes, subconsciously pleading for him to protect her from the unknown horrors of this underworld she’s never hoped to find herself in. her small fists gripped his shirt like a vice, crinkling the well-pressed material, though harry found he didn’t mind.
“well,” he breathed, “this isn’t your home. and you’re hurt. and i know if i was confused and alone in a scary new place, i’d want some help, too.” then, to lighten the mood a bit, he added, “though, truthfully, it’d be hard to get me to admit it.”
y/n mirrored his small smile, uttering a breathy, “thank you.” her fingers still clung to his shirt just as tightly, but she relaxed enough to let her head fall to rest against his collarbones, and harry counted that as a small victory.
his wings, long and dark and somewhat ashy, extended fully behind him, and began wrapping themselves around the sweet girl in his arms, a barrier between her and the dark secrets of hell. then, generating no noise or wind as though nothing had occurred at all, the pair dissipated from sight.
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they’re both twitch streamers.. planning on writing an actual fic soon so requests are deeply appreciated!! thank you so much for all of the love in my last post <333 it means the world ⭐️⭐️ let me know if you’d like me to turn this into a series (;
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☆☆☆- random Katsuki Bakugou relationship headcanons of mine
PART TWO
Since ppl loved the first, here's more only for u 😍😍😍
Right so before u guys start dating this bitch does not know how to flirt
Call him "pretty boy" and he just tells you to shut the fuck up 💀
"Hey hot stuff~" "Eat shit and die."
This also doesnt change when ur dating sry
Except maybe he'll look away a lil shy
BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN HES FLUSTERED OR ANTTHING NOO NO☝️☝️☝️
He does actively like look for u
But he'll be VERY secretive n just so happens to be wherever u go
Not in a stalker kinda way, u know he does it
But god forbid anyone else figure that out
Tbh he's a huge show off
Which is not news at all BUT a big difference for him
Cus when he knows ur watching, in his mind he's all like "😈 muhaha they're losing their shit rn"
& when he's done he'll sideeye the shit outta u just to see if ur blushing or something
Imagine ur just like "🥱🥱"
He explodes
Just falls over & dies lmao
But only emotionally
Outside he'll be like
"Uhh fuckin uh idc uhh I don give a fuck"
But he was lying, he did give a fuck😔😔
HOW DOES HE KISS THO??
Hehe
He doesnt know shit
When u first kiss hes so fucking worried bro omg
Like it's just a lil peck, but uhh
It's probably rlly short
Unless u can keep him calm somehow, then it might actually be kinda nice
He'd last like 5 secs before quickly pulling away
After that he'll just stare at you like
👁👁 (imagine theres angry brows)
It's up to you to say sth cus his mouth is SHUT
Remember how I said hes private w his relationship?
If not, I said it riiiight here ;D
Yea so eventually ppl will know
ESPECIALLY the Bakusquad :DD
KIRISHIMA IS SO HAPPY FOR U GUYS💞💗💝💓💝💗💘💞💝💕💞💘💓💝
He'll be like "THATS acting like a man, Bakugou!" assuming u guys r healthy together ofc
The other three r also happy ofc
But theres one thing they all got on their mind more
"How tf is he dating someone before us??"
Good question tbh
Well it probably went somewhat like this:
"HEY DUMBASS!" You heard, angry footsteps approaching. "Bwuh?" You made a confused noise, turning to see Bakugou, in all his shitty posture. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, elbows locked and his head lowered, making his choppy bangs fall over his eyes. "You..." He rasped out, one hand rising up, pointing a threatening, naked finger directly at you. It seemed as though even the muscles in his fingers had tensed up entirely. 'Oh shit.' You thought to yourself. What did you do now? Did you say something wrong? Teased him one too many times? But your thoughts halted once his hand switched to show his thumb pointing at Bakugou himself. "I'M TAKING YOU TO THE ARCADE! THIS SATURDAY, TWO PM!" He barked out. You could see his face now. His jaw was clenched shut, his teeth pressing together in tension while his red eyes stared seemingly into your soul. Like he was trying to intimidate you, distracting you from what might be the sound of his heart pounding in his chest, like it was about to explode. "Uh." Was your first reaction. "O- Okay?" Was your second. "GOOD." He yelled. Shoving his hand back in his pocket, he turned around, snapping his head back down into its previous position as the stomped off. "DON'T BE LATE!" He added as he fled the interaction.
"Huh." You thought to yourself.
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HIIIII :DDD Thank u guys SO MUCH for all the support on my previous headcanons! I even added a little scenario for you at the end this time! I hope you enjoyed this post as much as the last! If you did, let me know and I might make a third ;))))❤❤❤
ALSO before I leave, I started writing a Bakugou x y/n slow burn, updates take a while, but I hope I can catch your interest enough to check it out! Thank you so much in advance!! <3333
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This is riding off the language stuff in sagau but I just cant get it out of my head a reader who uses tumblr slang every once in a while. like they meet the Traveller and they're like "Omg I'm so cheesed to meet you!!" And the Traveller is just like "???" meanwhile Paimon integrates that into her vocabulary. And then maybe at some point, if the reader has a vision they're like "MAIMING AND BITING YOU" "THAT'S IT! I'M SENDING YOU TO EEBY DEEBY!" while their poor teammates are so confused. Just imagine going over to ppl like Razor, Klee, Chongyun and going "Awwww my lil scrunglos"
Just a very chaotic reader in general lmao
HEY WASSUP ANON
MY BRO THIS IS SO OLD BY NOW IM SO SORRY LMAO- SO ANYWAY HELLO!!! A DESSERT FOR UR PATIENCE 🍨🍧🛐
FOR WAITING SO LONG HERE IS SUM ASS WRITINF MY FRIEND HOPE U GET SMTH OUTTA IT
Bro imma be honest i missed out on some slang on tumblr bc i was off of it for awhile before i refreshed this old blog
So my reaction to these slang words (except for scrunglies/scrunglos ik that one) is just as confused but also its rlly funny that im in the same situation as them LMAO 😭
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I would think honestly, even if ur doin it on purpose,
I feel like some slang or refs r too ingrained into my soul to not make
So i would just accidentally use slang/memes, esp around funny ppl like Kaeya or Beidou, and then just give up eventually 💀
♤
So i stg everytime Xiao shows up in a event or smth it surprises me everytime lol
With his teleporting ability i would guess that if ur just chillin around Liyue anytime, Xiao just… shows up lol
Tea with Zhongli? Oh jesus Xiao’s here now.
Watching Xinyan and Yunjin play? Hes on the roof.
Picking ingredients with Xiangling to help her cook yall some amazing food?
Hes in the tree u were just picking Sunsettias in-
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So ur in Mondstadt, and ur like,
“oh well no Xiao here, huh kinda feels weird now”
eventually ur dumbass trips over nothing and goes tumbling down a hill, u know, as u do
Ur at the bottom like, 💀
And its kinda hot and ur tired, and r selfaware of ur own goofiness so u just-
“I can see the end of the horizon, is this an internal dialouge-”
Xiao comes around the hill ur splayed at the bottom of.
UR STARTLED BC WTF MONDSTADT?? XIAO??? SO U JUST
“HATSUNE MIKU-”
CRYING-
AND XIAOS LIKE-
“??? No. It’s me. Xiao. The Yaksha Adeptus, my liege?”
HAHFLAHHAHA
AND HE KEEPS ASKING U WHO HATSUNE MIKU IS THE WHOLE WAY BACK TO THE CITY AS HE ESCORTS U LFMAO
♧
U see those scary ruin machines the ones with the fucking legs in Sumeru,
Cyno is ur bodyguard for the day,
And at first he doesn’t see it, like its behind him, but it just like came around a corner, so it hasnt locked in on yall yet
(i headcanon that even if u r the Creator, these are machines, and dont have the sentience to even be self-aware let alone process wtf u are, ig if Khaeynriah made hella AI that is aware maybe it could fathom u)
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And u try to warn him but not scare him, so
“CYNO.
CYNO, THE HORSE IS HERE-”
Cue Cyno like
“A horse??? In the desert, Greatest Lord what the fu-”
Almost gets stomped on 😭 rip.
♡
U see Scara for the first time and u befriend him
Ur the only god besides Nahida he’s ok with aw
and one day he’s bodyguarding u around Sumeru
He gets a little too into it and goes ham on several ruin machines
Like full on elmo burning anarchy meme, he's literally cackling floating above the pile of flaming metal-
And ur just clapping like: “that’s my skrunkly :) <3"
He literally interrupts his own cackle, its the most expressive youve ever seen him
😶 😑 😶 ?????¿¿¿??¡¡?!!
HE WILL NOT STOP HARASSING U ABOUT WHAT IT MEANT LMAO
U usually define the words/memes as best u can but u specifically just call him that and never explain LOL
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🎵 HI. ITS ME. IM THE PROBLEM ITS ME. 🎵
SO SORRY ANON MY BEAUTY- I HOPE U CAN FORGIVE ME FOR TAKING SO LONG 🙏
I dont even mean just replying with a real thing^
I probably couldve posted ur ask w/o even adding onto it tbh
I dont think its anywhere near as chaotic as what u described but ya boy isnt the good at writing 😔
so i just focused on the memes 🤲
Have a good week anon :O !!
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Cheers,
🌒🌧🌊 💀Aquarius ♒️🌌🌘
♡the beloveds♡
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist
#bless u anon#srsly this couldve been a standalone ask and i coulda just been like hey guys ^^^#check it#but i wanted to try to repay u for the idea#and the wait for the reply lol#🙏 luv ya anon#genshin impact#genshin sagau#my asks#sagau#genshin imagines#genshin sagau ideas#gender neutral reader#genshin isekai#genshin god reader#genshin cyno#genshin xiao#genshin scaramouche#genshin wanderer#ask box open#genshin skrunkly#i mean what
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Cruella De Vil x AFAB!Assistant!Reader || Smexcerpt
Plot: You find out what your dumbass co-worker has been doing to further her career- you decide to take a leaf outta that book.
Warnings: Smuty. Employer/Employee. References to pussy eating. Unedited.
Imagine walking up to Cruella De Vil's office to hand in some of the designers' works for her to review, all enclosed in a pretty leather-bound folder with straps to tie it closed, and when you approach the door you hear...
Well. Noises.
Immediately your eyes widen, like, oh fuck is that?-
Moaning!??
And what the h e l l is that... wet sound??
The door is ajar. Casey, Cruella's other assistant, was always sloppy about things like that- you did not understand why that whiny little bint got all the good tasks. Going to fancy parties and shows with the Mega Bitch while you stayed in the office doing paperwork. Going through the designs with the Mega Bitch while you got them coffee and dinner orders-- even though she s u c k s at her job!! You are objectively way better, you have the eye just like Cruella does and the confidence to speak up to her. All the designs that Cruella ends up picking, you pointed out. All the outfits Cruella wears so successfully to those events and shows?? YOU PUT THEM TOGETHER!-
... But now, peaking and seeing what's inside the Mega Bitches office- you finally get why.
Your mouth falls open, seeing Casey on her knees under the huge folder Cruella's flipping through- and between her legs. The moans are from her, Casey, and the wet noises??
Those are coming directly from your bosses cunt.
... God. Damn., you think, eyes wide and partly outraged.
If that's what it takes you certainly could've fucken done that!! And better, too. If Casey licked pussy as bad as she did everything else but where a skirt, you knew you could do it better.
Holy shit-
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The next day you get yourself totally worked up in the bathroom during your break, right before Casey's; ever-so-slowly rubbing your clit between your folds, over your underwear. You got your pussy unbelievably drippy- and you did it thinkinh about the Mega Bitch, your horrible boss, Cruella. Who woulda thought?
Then you slipped off your stockings, sent Casey for her break, grabbed the designs you forgot to hand in yesterday due to the boiling hot career outrage (and, alright, lust- ) with shaky hands, and headed confidently (Determindly) to Cruella's office.
Knock knock, "Ma'am? I have those designs."
She doesnt even look up from her paperwork, speaking surprisingly coherently around the cigerette stick tucked between her molars. "Mhm, you know where they should go Y/N. Hurry up and put them there and get out- I need a coffee. Now."
"Right." Awkwardly, you set them down in the organiser tub labelled designs. When you don't leave after that, instead hovering at her desk (nervous, and unbearably horny), Cruella rolls her eyes, groans, and straightens up with an irritated gait.
"?? Coffee?? Now?? Where bloodywell is it!?" She snaps, such a familiar tone to you. Hopefully that will change, after this, you think with an eye roll.
With that thought, enough to push you forward, you carefully rest your hands on the desk; Leaning down and speaking lowly to the woman. "... Look. I saw what you had Little Miss Short Skirt doing in here, yesterday."
If you expected Cruella to be surprised, ashamed, or flustered in any sense, you were wrong. Good thing you weren't expecting that. Not out of her- you've been her assistant long enough to k n o w the bitch. In the face of your revelation, Cruella just raises an undaunted eyebrow. "... so?"
"I think you and I both know I'd, uh, how should I put this?... perform that particular task, better." Feeling the heat still throbbing inside your underwear, you go on. "And- and I want to."
"... you do?" Cruella sounds deadpanned and uncertain; disbelieving. After a second, she rolls her eyes and goes on, looking back down at her work. You're losing her. "Y/N, I thought you were a serious girl. You took your career seriously. I know that, and so-- that's how I've been treating you. You have potential, don't squander it."
She thinks you have potential?!! She wouldn't say it if she didn't believe it, so- Then how bloody come she's been giving you all the g r u n t work!????-
You know what? Whatever. Keep calm, keep going.
"I won't. I would never." You admit. It's true- you wouldn't do anything to jeopardise your future (Fashion is everything to you and you will make it in the industry.), but you would do anything to make it. "... that's why I'm doing this."
Then you slip down to your knees on the floor, creeping under the table and between the older womans thighs.
It's funny, you've known her so well for so long (as her assistant) it feels half natural to be doing this finally. Like it was building up to this, your lips on her glistening cunt; Your tongue inside her.
It's evident she feels the same, because its no time before her clawed fingers dig into your hair, scraping against your scalp, dragging you deeper against her pussy.
#maybe i'll continue this later XD#this was supposed to just be an imagine but i really like it and got carried away! 😅#it was fun XD#Cruella De Vil x Reader Smexcerpt#Cruella De Vil x Reader#Cruella De Vil#Cruella De Vil 1996#Smut#Smexcerpt#Disney Villains#Disney Villains x Reader
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I will love you forever if you keep feeding my alloaro ass FWB fics. Any pairing. Every pairing. I just... It was so cathartic to read something non romantic and I always want more
i tried my best! hope you enjoy!
Shaymien - Pretty Handsome, Awkward
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"Hey, Dames?"
Damien's eyes didn't leave the screen. "Yes, Shayné?"
"I'm horny."
"Ah. Can I finish this level before we start anything?"
"Oh! Shit, yeah. Of course. I'll be in my room."
"Cool. Be there in a few."
Shayne quickly got up and made his way to his room. He opened a bedside drawer and retrived his small bottle of lube, setting it on top of the table it just came out of. Some would argue hunting down the lube mid-act made things more arousing, but Shayne would disagree. He laid down on his bed, waiting for his friend to join him.
A loud "DAH, SHIT!" followed by a shaky breath came from Shayne's living room. Shayne chuckled, knowing full well Damien had failed his level. After a moment, Damien joined Shayne in the bedroom. The former tsked after giving the latter a once over.
"Man, couldn't get a head start by taking off your shorts or anything?"
Shayne sat up on his elbows. "Hey, at least I got the lube out!"
Damien chuckled, leaning against the door frame. "Good. I swear, if you ever try to fuck me without lube again, I'll kick your ass then and there."
"You'll kick my ass while I'm in you?"
"I have a black belt in karate. Don't try me, bitch."
Shayne rolled his eyes. "C'mere, dumbass." Damien quickly made his way to where Shayne laid. He quickly pecked Shayne on the lips before moving to his neck and planting sloppier kisses.
"Damn, moving on so q-quickly?" Shayne questioned. Damien paused his actions momentarily.
"You taste like the takeout we had for lunch. Stale chicken isn't a turn on for me." With that, he returned to Shayne's neck.
"Haah... fair."
Damien's hands began tracing Shayne's frame, pulling his shirt up. Shayne used one hand to help toss the article away. Damien sat up to remove his own shirt.
"How do you want me?" Damien asked. Shayne began to palm his hardening dick.
"Mmm... you feelin' like riding?"
"Yeah, I can do that. Help a bud out and ditch your shorts and shit while I do the same?"
"Of course, man."
Damien hopped off the bed to work his way out of his pants, while Shayne manuvered his hips to slide his shorts and underwear off without getting up. He slowly started to stroke himself while waiting on Damien.
"Damiennnn c'mon, my hands giving me more action right now than you are!"
"Hold on man!" Damien finally freed himself from his pants prison and rejoined Shayne. "Get your hand outta here, that's my job." Shayne let go of himself, letting Damien's hand replace his own.
After a few pumps, Damien put his mouth to the tip and slowly sank down.
"Ho-oh shit, that's the ticket." Shayne muttered, putting a hand to Damien's hair and tugging lightly. Damien whined at the act and began bobbing his head, each time taking more down his throat. "You're so good at this, Dames..."
Damien pulled off, opting to slowly stroke Shayne's dick. "Hah, t-thanks," he said with a dopey grin. "As much as I love blowing you, all this is getting me pretty hard and..."
"I c-can tell."
"Okay, Mr. Comedian. You think you could start stretching me?"
"Oh, y-yeah, for sure. Get on your back."
Shayne moved to sit on his thighs as Damien took the spot he was just in. Grabbing the bottle of lube from the bedside table, he quickly coated his middle and index finger. "You ready?" A hum of approval was all he needed before pushing his index finger into Damien's hole.
"Oh god... mhm, yep, that's it." Quiet babbles of approval fell from Damien's lips as Shayne worked him open, quickly picking up his pace and adding a second finger.
"Sha-Aayne, hurry u-up, I'm fine!" Damien moaned.
"Fine, fine!" Shayne remove his fingers and grabbed his lube once again. Laying on his back, he got the lube over his hand and started readying himself as Damien lined himself up.
"Ready?"
"Go for it."
Damien lined Shayne's cock up with his hole before slowly lowering himself onto it.
"O-Oh god..." Damien moaned lowly.
"Fuck, how are you so goddamn t-tight?" Shayne hissed.
"Hhnn... j-just... give me a second..." Damien steadied his breathing before pushing all the way down. "Hnng- oh fuck... let me adjust..."
"Take a-all the time you need..."
A moment passes by before Damien is fully adjusted. He ran a hand through his hair to ground himself.
"Okay, c-can I move now?" Met with an enthusiastic nod, Damien slowly pulled up before pushing back down, both men moaning at the feeling. Damien had intended to try and take it slow, but that flew out the window.
He was now moving at a quick pace, slamming down hard against his friend's pelvis, making Shayne cry out in pleasure.
"Shit, shit- are you- oh god, are you close?"
"Mm, oh my god, I a-Aam, yes, yes, please-"
Shayne reached an arm up to Damien's hair and tugged harshly. That was all it took for Damien to cum, spilling onto Shayne's chest. Shayne grabbed Damien's hips, holding him in place so he could fuck up into him, causing Damien to cry out in overstimulation.
"Fuck man, I'm s-so close. Do you- fuck- want it i-in?"
Damien, still coming down from his orgasm and being pounded, tried his damnedest to remember how to even talk.
"Haah- nng, out- please- shit, out. Face- oh shit-"
Shayne had fucked Damien enough times to get the general idea of his insane babblings. Hands still gripping Damien's hips, he quickly pulled the other man off his cock and put him on his back. Shayne knelt above Damien's face, furiously pumping his cock. Damien stuck out his tongue as Shayne's orgasm hit. Ropes fell over Damien's face as Shayne tried to catch his breath.
"Hoh god... that was... great." Shayne said with a smile. He picked up his discarded shirt and tossed it to Damien. "For your face. You look ridiculous."
Damien grabbed the shirt and began wiping his face off. "Please, this is 90% your fault."
"Suuure, bud, sure."
#smosh#shaymien#spicy fic#thank you for the ask!#cross posted on ao3#if you like my fics pls leave kudos there!
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do you think Bo really fucking loves orange juice or was he just looking for quick sugars to counter the blood loss?? also why did he think to do that. does he think getting nailed with an arrow to the chest is the same as donating to the Red Cross?? does he know what the Red Cross is??? whose waffle is that?? how do u just leave a waffle in there?? I bet he cooked it once and it wasn't cooked enough. so he pushed it down again for another round and then it got burnt. and he looked at it and said "dadgummit not again" and left it there to be someone else's problem. and it was the last one and Vincent came upstairs and all the waffles were gone except that one. and he sighed and looked at it for a long time. and when he saw it again in the toaster while he's fixing his damn face and his dumbass sweaty brother is like "lulul god n mama n stuff" Vincent was like. I've never seen the ocean. I bet I could drive to the ocean in, what, four hours?? buy a box of waffles on the way home. this bitch is still talking. you know he talks to himself all the time. he does an Elvis impression in the mirror sometimes. it's not good. I'm gonna do it. I'm going to the ocean. motherfucker drank all the juice too. goddammit. I hate this fucking family. wish I was adopted like Lester. "there's two more." yeah I know. idiot. there were six. what have you been doing?? having sexy garage time?? christ you suck. how are we related. where's the guy with the crossbow I'd like to have a word. he needs to work on his aim. I'll put you in a headlock and let him practice. fuck you're sweaty you smell like ass. stay ten feet away from me please. yeah whatever I'll help you I guess. already been helping but it's fine, mr. never-leave-here-without-me. mr. mayor of wax town. I crush the seniors at bingo at the country club every Wednesday and you haven't even noticed I'm gone. too busy playing every single role in Our Town by yourself. moron.
JDSFHJFHSJHFSDJHFJHFJD MEG
BACKWASHING INTO THIS ORANGE JUICE!!!!
HEATHEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
when I watched this movie for the first time last year I entirely thought that man FULLY picked up a jug of lukewarm tang off the counter and just slurped it down. bc I missed the sound of him opening the fridge jsfhjhdsfjhdsf. and I was like GODDAMN THIS SET DESIGN IS OFF THE SHITS THIS IS REALLY HOW MEN BE LIVIN. HJFDSHJHFDSJ LUKEWARM TANG ON THE COUNTER
he's so stupid dumb delirious in that scene I've watched it 37874949328 times. just like. immediately deciding to YANK that shit through his arm hsdghgfsdhgfdhs. all of the blood that was channeled directly into his murder boner in the previous scenes has made him lightheaded and he is not THINKING CLEARLY hjdsjhfsjdhsd the fact that he doesn't think to snip it off. just PULLS that THANG straight through his stupid dumb idiot arm!!! the nerve damage!!! he is so sexy for that I love a dumbass man more than anything fr
VINCENT PONDERING THE LACK OF EGGO WAFFLES BC BO WAS TOO BUSY SEDUCING HIS TOOTHPASTE STAINS IN THE MIRROR TO NOT BURN THE LAST ONE JSDJDFHJFDS
sexy garage time is taking me out jhsdajhdsajhajsdhjdsh imagine all the years of vincent being responsible for the majority of the killcount bc bo goes oogabooga I want sum fuck on my silly goofy sex swing in my gas station jsdhjfdhsjfsdhj
vincent's turning wade into a wax sculpture and chopping dalton's head off and javelining a pole through paige's head and meanwhile. bo is blasting marilyn manson and having unsuccesful murderfuck preamble in his stupid basement jfdshjfhdsjhfdsj
BO JUST STINKING OF SWEAT AND VOMIT AND BLOOD and vincent tryin to maneuver himself away from him sdhjfdshjfdsh like bitch!!! I tried to check on ur fuckin injuries!! and u told me to GIT??? like I'm a dog???? and now ur sweaty diseased sickly self is leaning over me tryin 2 talk about how sexy u are and what god took away from me??? fuck outta here lmao
dsjhgfjdshjfdsh vincent playing bingo is so fuckin funny to me I'm cryin
#this is the magnum opus. these are divine words !!!! PPL!!!#hdfsjhfjhjfdshjdf this is sending me to the moon#the elvis impersonation jsdfhjhfdjhdfs thank yaaaa thank yaaaa very muuuuch#and it's just so horrendously bad and awful djshjdajsda#ilysm this ask is gonna be screen-printed on my cerebral cortex forever fr#sinclair brainrot hours
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WAIT I HAVE ANOTHER THOUGHT FOR MY RAMBLE WHAT IF AND HEAR ME OUT IT WASNT HOBIE (who i was imaging) BUT IN THIS AU E-42 MILES (mylo as i imagine him in twin aus) LIKE TWINS
OHHHH MY GOD THATD BE SUCH A BLOW CAUSE IMAGINING KIDS??? THATD BE WHAT HIS KIDS COUKDA LOOKED LIKE BUT HE WAS A DUMBASS
sorry i’ll leave now😮💨
alexa play that should be me
I mean it’s Miles fault for playing with yo heart CKALCLAC
No cause you already know Mylo would find out cause he and Miles have like some telepathy twin shit so he KNOWS smth up. He would beat up Miles fr, and then tries to contact you.
So like Miles knows you and Mylo have been talking and he keeps bugging his twin to let him see you but Mylo ain’t lettin that happen like
“Dude please you gotta let me come with—“
“Oh hell no cabrón you stay the fuck away from her”
Then after like a few months yall ended up dating. Mylo never lets you go to his house unless like rlly necessary like if mama Morales was looking for you or smth but HE MAKES SURE THAT MILES AINT THERE.
Months turns to years and Mylo asks your hand for marriage and everyone goes ballistic, but Miles is the one who truly loses his shit LMAO LIKE he’d get beaten up by those bad guys coz he couldn’t focus (Peter smacks the shit outta him every single time like,,,,)
“Focus kid! You might as well become a punching bag now!”
“Nah let them beat the hell out of me man I deserve it—“
“Oh my god here we go again…”
So here comes yalls wedding and MILES ISN’T INVITED like everyone was there Mylo’s parents, your parents, friends etc.
Mylo keeps the venue an absolute secret so Miles don’t know where tf the wedding is bc you know he gon try to crash it and steal you away
LOL sucks to be him
And after a few years you got two amazing kids with Mylo and Miles only watches thru instagram bc you know Mylo would post his babies everyday religiously HAJDBSK
It HURTS Miles cause the kids look exactly like him like a carbon copy and he does have a thought or two of tryna find out where yall live so if you alone at the house he can go and act as Mylo just to see you creepy ass bastard
that never happens tho bc he never finds out where u live
but what he does tho is cry himself to sleep thinking that those could’ve been his kids and not his twin’s
YEAH MILES WHACHU GON DO ABT IT 🙄🙄
#miles morales x reader#miles g morales#earth 42!miles#earth 42!miles x reader#mintdrabbles#cackling#mintanswers
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since y’all friend venus didn’t want to answer what does this reblogging fics mean for ppl who have aesthetics blogs?? are they going to be blocked for only liking y’all fics and not reblogging it because they don’t want to mess up their aesthetics?? y’all are such bullies to y’all readers. and when mfs start reciprocating that energy y’all gang up and have a boo-hoo moment. don’t even take their shit into consideration it’s all abt y’all because “i WrItE fOr FrEe.” like somebody is asking u to. to all the silent reader you don’t have to listen to them. y’all are trying to dictate how we run our pages. these ppl get a little bit of tumblr clout and start living their mean girl fantasies. fuck outta here. like y’all are literally saying, “if you don’t repost this on ur page i’m blocking u.” like wtf. the power dynamic between readers and writers is getting so fucked up because of ppl like u and venus and that old crackhead who’s writing smut abt a minor.
DAMN, i wish i had this much time on my hands like you do running to blogs with all this mess PHEWWW!! no life alert!! wee woo!!! but damn bitch nobody was talking about aesthetic blogs which clearly you seem to be one, and you seem to run an ugly ass AeThEStIc bLOG that fetishizes kpop groups I BET! 🥱🥱 since you got this stank ass attitude about authors who simply AND POLITELY ask for their work to be more widely spread instead of being ghosted is being rude??!! man if we started doing what y'all do and ghosted y'all and POOF no more fanfics, who's gonna be boohooing? YOU BITCH PAHHHHH LMFAO. we are not forcing you to do anything with ur blog, we are asking and reminding you, like hey! there's a built in system tumblr made for you to use and show support with ur fav blogs, you should totally use it because it helps us and gives us more of a boost to want to write seeing good feedback and recognition which drives us more to create things for others to enjoy! nah, instead we gotta resort to this and we don't rlly like it! clearly you don't see an issue cause ur dumbass doesn't write 🥱🥱 get ur head out ur ass, we are talking about blogs that literally don't do shit with them, not ur stupid ass aesthetic blogs that can reblog about the SAME THING over and over again cause it's so quirky uwu!!!
#gtfo#like let's be so fr rn#u are so stupid thinking you can slide like that ON MYYYYYYY MYYYYYYYYYY MF BLOG#MY BLOG#OH HELL NAH
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I just finished Adastra and I am about to make that everyone's problem
Tldr: it slams and (if you are over 18) you should play it
Disclaimer: Adastra is an 18+ VN. There will be no nsfw content in this post but like. If ur a minor get outta here
This isn't a liveblog, since I already finished the game, but it's a pretty similarly scattered collection of my thoughts while playing so there's no real narrative cohesion to this post. If u were looking for a detailed review just watch the video by Boringkeith
I think the biggest thing about the game to me is how insane the plot gets at Act 2. Act 1, while admittedly kind of dull, does a great job at setting up characterization and tension over time, introducing motivations and worldbuilding in a really natural way. The way the author handles the delivery of information is just. Fucking fantastic if I'm being honest, and the conversations-- ESPECIALLY arguments-- just feel so natural. There's a great tension and release that the game has, and it's a really gripping story. I think writers like this shine in this medium because God. GOD. the dialogue is good. Then Act 2 happens and shit hits the fan and does not STOP hitting the fan until the poor thing is bowled over and unplugged from the wall. Genuinely unhinged, the pacing is breakneck and it is GOOD
The protagonist actually being their own person was also fantastic, and honestly one of the only ways I can see this story going. Despite inevitably being a romance VN with intertwined political drama, I never really felt myself occupying the protagonist (Marco)'s role too much, and this is for the better. Ultimately, Amicus (the love interest) is perfect for Marco, but not for me. Neferu is hotter anyway. But Marco? Amicus??? Those two dumbasses are made for each other. Plus, the actual codified personality of the protagonist allowed for a great deal of information to be presented and withheld in ways that wouldn't be allowed by a blank slate protagonist. The dynamics wouldn't have worked as well either, and I think the story is all the more engaging for it. I, personally, would have been more lenient on Alexios but Marco? He wants that twink OBLITERATED
Cassius is the funniest character in this game I think. He just reeks of like. Loser redpilled 17 year old projecting all his insecurities into the incel takes imaginable. I'm going to wring him out like a wet paper towel. Yes he's a borderline space fascist but I can fix him I swear. When he hotboxes and trips so hard he sees God, only to have God call him a cringefail loser and he starts crying about it? Yeah that's babygirl material. Pathetic beast
It is very funny to me that the game has to spend 80% of its runtime trying to convince you that Amicus would make a good emperor and explicitly has rules in place to say that females can't rule because you KNOW within 15 seconds of her opening her mouth that Virginia is the un-debatable best choice. The fact that Amicus doesn't immediately give up his throne for her is his biggest flaw
Cato is kinda one note but he is supposed to represent heternormativity and the pitfalls of bigotry in this giant scifi queer allegory so he gets a pass. I'll admit I found him to be a lil too mustache twirling snarky towards the climax, but eh. Also I'm dead convinced that the parents meddled with him. He started freaking out when his visor got taken off and acted more erratically now that he lost his parental tech (hm) and also him crashing the parents' ship was totally out of line with his motives even as mentioned by other characters. The parents def manipulated him I can feel it
The Parents are sus as fuck I will stand by this. The game really makes you want to choose the option of trusting them (and I did bc I just want Marco and Amicus to be happy) but like. Fuck man. They mad shifty I don't trust like that they got some other shit going on. BoringKeith says more than I ever could about it just watch his video
For personal reasons I am furious about them not showing the ram civilization. We know about four of the civilizations (greek cats, roman wolves, egyptian jackals, and indian tigers) but like. What about the rest? Based on the little we've gotten it looks like the bears are norse and there are rams but I don't even remember the other two. What are they I want to see them
My only mark against this game is that both of the disabled characters are evil. I don't think there are any non-villainous disabled people which kinda blows. I heard Echo is better about it which is good? but even still it left a sour taste in my mouth
The art? is really good??????? I love the expressions and the way the CGs look especially. Fucking fantastic
The themes of homophobia in this game are ROUGH and really really raw. Again not gonna talk about it much here watch the boringkeith video but Woof. This game is so good I highly recommend
Go play Adastra
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Tbf, it seems very likely that Cagney and other (very young, some are 13!!!) friends of Mind-Den were/are being groomed. That being said I don’t really know the extent of what they have done.
✝️:We been knew this. U the only one who didn't. And stop using their age as an excuse. Cagney is a very real abuser and they abused my boyfriend emotionally and manipulated him for years, please stop with the age coddling.
💀 Don't do this again on my page. I'm not having it. Cagney's crew are also online stalkers and online harassers, and one of them (Chip) spammed our comments trying to link us to their self harm and online harassed us for weeks on end and doxxed themselves out of spite, Frangus also online harassed me and specifically targeted me and victim blamed me for my sexual abuse and tried to say that Im disgusting and that I liked it, and that I promote it and that IM a sexual abuser, and the others did too. Fuck outta here. I was actually gonna be nice today but now that's fucking over. And that's a rare moment for me to want to be nice.
I didn't want to be reminded of my PTSD for the sake of you trying to coddle minor's horrifying actions and harassment and bullying and them being abusers too just cuz they're little ankle biter demons. I didn't consent to you using what happened to me as a shield for your agenda, that you and others subscribe to on the internet for no fucking reason. This is a horrible phenomenon, and I didn't give you permission to use me and my headmates and my boyfriends who were real victims of this as your cover up to further your shit. Brandon is 14 and we are bodily 16.
You said it yourself: You don't know the extent of what they've done, so you should have fucking stopped there. You acknowledged that u have NO business commenting on this. And I won't be tolerating you or any other mf who wanna come up in here after this response to you screaming and crying shitting their pants that I'm "rude" or that you asked a simple question and that basically I'm a bully.
No, you know what you fucking did, and it was inappropriate. Do this again and Im blocking you and anyone else who tries to excuse Cagney and her crew and Avalon's abuse with their age. But your dumbass comments, including this one and whatever else you and others say WILL stay up. Try me.
Shapeshifter, @chamomilecougar also had Avalon's friends invalidate what happened to them.
How fucking dare you, and how dare you bring up something that is extreme PTSD for me and my system and my bf up to me just because you wanna baby mfs on the internet due to their **age** even though they are real abusers.
Being groomed doesn't mean you turn into an abuser too. Goddamn.
-Jared Cox, so called "Daddy's Slut" and that he liked that his daddy raped him and he LOVES incest...
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Random dream I had because it is horny spooky season 👻 #5 :
>sets in the Hakuren version of Honosuto (if this doesn't exist yet, please make one)
>Hakuren organises a race for their sport festival
>!!!concept warning!!! : participants are paired by 2 and have to find a specific item hidden in a spooky forest, that they have to find by searching clues without getting lost and then exit the forest as soon as possible. Since the forest is known to be cursed, participants must exchange one of their belonging to another participant (preferably with someone dear if they are racing too) before entering. The item you gave to the other person protects you from the curse and the item they gave you protects them : don't lose or break it (before you exit, never preferably). Whether the item is expensive/precious doesn't matter tho.
>Shirou is paired with Someoka for the race and gives Atsuya his mental institute bracelet. Atsuya is paired with Nae and gives Shirou his Nokia 3310.
>Atsuya : "You better be careful with my cellphone, if you break it, you pay. Even if there is no chance you could break this phone. It is not you who break the Nokia 3310, it's the Nokia 3310 who breaks your hips. Unlike the piece of paper trash you just gave me 🤮 Why are you so cheap Aniki 😡"
>The race starts
>splittingthegang.mp3
>0.0001673 seconds later, Atsuya and Nae got lost in some random cave below a spooky abandonned house, where they had to fight a crusty-ass hobo screaming "the queen has returned!!!"
>Nae complains because they are lost and far to find the object they must find to win, while climbing behind Atsuya
>Meanwhile Atsuya : "WHY THE FUCK THEY PUT THIS IN THAT BUTTHOLE?!" (yes, the fucking object was here so they successfully failed at losing)
>Also Atsuya : "oh no, a rock" *proceeds to fall dramatically and rip Shirou's bracelet*
>Meanwhile, Shirou be like "Someoka, look those funny looking sticks ! Those must be clues left by the school...."
The sticks :
>But Shirou was alone all along *omnious music playing*
>Later, Atsuya and Nae are on the finishing line, slurping on milk as if it was some alcoholized cocktail with MDMA and with sunglasses on 😎🍹
>they saw Someoka coming back from the forest without Shirou because he lost him and didn't even found the item they were looking to win the race 😭
>"this is so sad", Nae gave him milk to drown the sadness
TW this is getting inappropriate 🙈🙉🙊 if you're under 18 or don't wanna read dirty stuff, don't read blow i don't wanna get blocked or reported for this
>meanwhile, Shirou got attacked by an invisible force
Shirou : BITCH WHY ARE YOU HERE ?! *proceeds to throw fits to the air, runs away dramatically and trips over nothing while the spirit possesses him*
>it turns out to be the ghost of Cupcakke's great great grandmother (her house was the abandonned one with the hobo). The ghost possesses all the flops in the forest to get revenge on every Da Boyz she can find. Those who are possessed can only express themselves through Cupcakke songs and remixes lyrics.
>Then, Shirou and the flops (=half of the participants 'cause Atsuya is not the only dumbass to have lost/broken the object they were supposed to take care) start to smack and snatch the wigs of those who are still in the forest and doing naked rituals to revive random floptok icons
>some survivors of those attacks made it out the finishing line and told the unspeakable horrors they have witnessed
>them and the others who were outta the forest googled "how to exorcize a person in 0.01 second" and found all the infos about the flop curse
>Meanwhile, Atsuya : *hands a piece of paper to Nae*
Nae : "why are u givin me this?"
Atsuya : "it's my Phone number"
Nae : "ew, stop flirting with me 🤮"
Atsuya : "BITCH *slaps her* it's to localize Aniki, he has my Phone !"
Nae : *dials number*
*ringtone ringing in the background*
Atsuya : "ok he's over there"
Nae : "how do you even know ?"
Atsuya : "u dumb bitch, are you even serious 🤬"
Someoka : *remembers he is in the story* "okay, imma gonna find him" *re-enters the forest*
>Back in the forest, Someoka caught Shirou half-naked while doing Da Boyz sacrifice to Jiafei, but Shirou got away of his claws by saying "Papi"
>Someoka got scared and tried to run away but can still hear the "smack my ass like a drum" and "POOSAY" close behind him
>the 2 kept going even out of the forest.
>Quickly, people seized Shirou and started the exorcism, but he started to vomit c*m on ppl, turning in head behing his back, walking at 4 legs upside down, and screams other unappropriate stuff in the Cupcakke discography (ex : change thongs 2 times a day, i save d*cks by giving them cpr, i'm horny, etc.)
>the exorcisms aren't exorcising
>at some point, he shouted "only d*ck can hurt my ass" and his poosay dropped the Nokia 3310
>suddenly, Atsuya became intelligent and got an idea 💡🤓 #smartera
Atsuya : guys, he just gave away the solution, we know how to exorcise him !
Ppl : *unzips pants* alright we have to make the ghost cum ?
Atsuya : NO U BUNCH OF HORNY FUCKBOIS, BEAT THE GHOST UP WITH THE DAMN PHONE *beats all the homophobes here and then his bro with the Nokia*
>Later, at the hospital, Atsuya tells his bro he was possessed by some horny spirit along with a bunch of girls and how his phone saved the universe from greater evil, while Shirou (who just regained conciousness) is wondering why his poosay itches so much 😳
The end 💅 Hope you enjoyed 💋
#Inazuma Eleven#Tumblr is my dream diary#Ngl the honosuto scavenger hunt inspired me#flop era#This is not serious so don't get offended pls#This doesn't do Shirou Atsuya Nae and Someoka justice#Cursed forest#Cupcakke vengeful ghost#Honosuto but it's Hakuren centered#not �� but in case DON’T READ IF UR A CHILD#Help Nae and Someoka are side-characters 😢#Took me days to finish the damn post#fubuki shirou#fubuki atsuya#shiratoya nae#someoka ryuugo#And some other mfs#Cringefail horror story#Tell me your fck up IE dreams/nightmares/horror story#@risethemoon (could this be Fubuki clone AU's foreshadowing ?)#Nah it's just shitpost#Blair witch project and The exorcist references#Inatober
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EP 6
there's so much in the trailer than happens in the last eps lmao
how this bitch can't walk in the church but this nigga wandering in damn heaven
Could they not recognize him
I feel if the apocalypse stops, everyone should know who crowley is and should recognize him
maggie and nina kinda unserious
the middle finger, like be serious
people fucking visits vinyl stores shax!
ohhh they got permission
DUMBASS HOLY SHIT
how many times is this bunny looking bitch getting killed?
THEY CAN FUCKING RECOGNIZE HIM
ig not many people are there and ig crowley knows that???
crowley was an archangel ermmm
THESE IDIOTS
the gabriel switch up, porque?
where did that come from?
OMG SHAX
the fucking exposition dumb THERE SHOULD HAVE BEEN A MYSTERY FOR THEM TO SOLVE WHYY
i don't think angels would be embarrassed by nudity
A HALO?
okay
declared war??????
damn they dropped everything in that trailer
even i didn't realize its sarcasm
uhh okay
NAWWW WHY THEY ADD THAT IN
I DO NOT GAF ABOUT INEFFABLE BEARUCRACY OR WHATEVER TF
CHOP, I DO NOT LIKE THIS SHIP
THEY WANNA BE AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY SO BAD, CHOP!!!!
I just skipped all that shit
LEGIT CHOP, R U SERIOUS
DONT TELL ME THEY KISS BEFORE THEM
if i read a fic, i better not see that ship on the side
CHOPPED
NAW THEY SINGIN N SHIT, GET THEM OUTTA HERE!!!
STFU
Every ship idgaf about is happening but the one i like
girl who is mettaton
NAW get this fanfiction out of my face, why are we doing an intervention???
LIKE BE FR
Went to catholic high school and i legit don't know what tf a metatron is
aziraphale is so unserious rn
oh angel status? oh okay I can see why he would be excited about that
is this nigga crying?
aziraphale R U SERIOUS
DOES HE STILL THINK HEAVEN IS GOOD STILL AFTER S1
NAW BRUH
NO HE DOES NOT, NEIL IM COMING TO UR HOUSE RN
6000 YEARS DOWN THE DRAIN
I HAVE A GUN
Are you ready to die, Aziraphale?
YES UR A TEAM
I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS
SECOND IN COMMAND? WHO CARES?
"nothing lasts forever" UR SO DONE MAN
UR DONE
I CAN'T
WOW
MY DEATH WISH
whiny bitch SHUT UPPPP
IDIOT
i get this dry ass kiss cause aziraphale's being a bitch
I CANNOT WIN
NEIL GAIMAN UR SO DONE DUDE
I LOST
WOW
WHAT
this nigga kissing form millenia cause I keep pausing and being upset
NOW THIS NIGGA WANNA CRY FUCK YOU
R U SERIOUS
I FORGIVE YOU? KILLING YOU NOW BITCH
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This is my last time
Hear n said that a million times
Stole touching me and my heart
Emotions fucked from start
Get outta my life
Demonics n undertake my life
Go for it cuz I'm no good
I'll cloak too face covered w hood
Wild n smoked
Dark eyes meet bright
Feel forever revoked
Take me down w you
Cuz this level defeats me and you
What the fuck did I deserve
To get the deep end treading water hardly stayin above it
The man I once had
The one married to n ended bad
I hope he can forgive me
But hard for me to see the things clearly
But forever been a day
I cry instead of let laughter out anyway
I give my front n haven't got one
I need for much these days
N now my palms are sore
I don't wanna forgive and forget
Can we just act different n oretend we never met
Im rotting inside out
He's spelled every word in the spell perfectly out
Im tricked n hypnotized by all the words going through my ears n passed my eyes
Csnt seem to get Shit done
Stuck surfing n uncomfortable w people I thought used to be fun
Now dreary n dab n dull
I'm needing to move quick n now down from the addict
I'll slow my intake
I've met some huge big mistake
Im left dry n cold n sad
Shiverred under the blanket of memories of then
I want for u need
Help too much n out myself high uo to jump off the balcony
Flat I land 9 lives bullshit
Now im intro t if god faced w all the shit I forhot to repent n forgive
So my judgement times here
How'd thos stupid bitch slut whore do this time screw it bad or is she in the clear
Bitch is into clear alright but I think I need to see more n it'll be scary esoecially at night
I'm leah dumbass Cox who listens too much to people who don't talk
In my mind I met you
Now I'm ford Dr been searching to never let you
Go n slip away
But seems to be the ladder n im outta it all inckudibg you ..keft swiftly
I'm understood not at all
But im still trying to work throughmy mgk downfall
I cant n won't but ebd up
Doing exactly what i said it give up
Im emotional but have it less
With bkocked Shit out n I get all undressed
Bare naked n kinda a lady
Nothi g but bones skin n a beating heart maybe
That ticjs but not too much longer
I know times up me to pick or him on the side im not a kion mainly a cancer ctabby n swimming thirsty all the time
I wanted n got
Then I got unwanted Shit then skiooed up outta brain n forgot
Im easily forgotten
No impression left except the words I hit down...ventin
This is a call from the judge
Big guy hey u gimme some love
But then im kicking it out bubble surounded
Sad to say im me
Dry n not be yet founded
Divirced single n yet to g bigger
Shaved head growing little day by day unsealed mouth
No kissing sexual or any more coming out my mouth
Im sexually defiant
In the mood swing n rising up n down slowly
Between a rock but wanna be on
Now I feel some good stuff bouts to come on
He it or whatever tries to make me Help us someway anyway n it's doing its job now I know u can just me outta my funk come with me let's go not faking it mister for a the big trunk
I know that I'm smirking cuz im opposite of defiant u know I love u between n in me
Its not the first time for u
U seen this stupid type before n u hardly come thru
I'll find u n want u more but I know you're girl has demons w me n wants to even the score.
I don't wish that I didn't know
Imunfavored n not easy on the eyes like I maybe used to
Heavy u push in I feel your weight
Hips dig deep n within me u lay
I'm just trying to stay forever pull u in even more
Barley breathing n can see anyone around us anymore
My favorite thing n I gotta let u go
Cuz I put me in last n I like the front row
So when I are real ready singly tangible
U come back to me or just wait don't go
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