#like first off i rlly fucking want a tattoo
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still don’t know my name | jjk (m) pt. 2
➥ banner by: @archivedkookie.
➥ PAIRING: jungkook x fem!reader
➥ SUMMARY: In which your annoying neighbor—that you can’t stand—turns out to be the person behind the online account you’ve been sexting. You still don’t know his name.
➥ GENRE: smut ⋆ cybersex ⋆ enemies
➥ CATEGORY: mini three-shot
➥ WARNINGS: mentions of rough sex; slapping, spanking, hair pulling, gagging, name calling, humiliation, degradation, mean!jk, biker!jk😋, bratty!reader (like reallll bratty), nude exchanging, pornography, cybersex, reader is a bit dumb, actually very dumb, sexting, flirting, neighbor beef, tension, jk smokes, bit of angst (cus it wouldn’t be a fic of mine if it didn’t have angst ofc), mentions of raw sex (WRAP IT UP), minors DNI
➥ WORDCOUNT: 11.8k
a/n: whew. HI. can’t believe pt1 went off like that😭 thank u sm for enjoying this fic !
thanks to tumblr’s new 1k max blocks limit, i had to add the rest in a reblog. you’ll find a link to it at the bottom!
i call this a mini three-shot cause i just left out all the unimportant stuff. it just constantly skips to scenes where yn & jk bump into each other i really dgaf if it’s coincidental the entire time. i had and still have no intention of adding more lore than necessary😭 its just a pwp so i rlly dc abt the lack of story telling and whatnot i just wanted to get this horny idea out 🙄
make sure to check out eli’s version too! <3
enjoy 😘😘 — the next part (pt. 3) will be the final part!
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#2 — “gameboy”
You still don’t know his name.
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And that is how you spend the rest of your weeks.
Flirting.
Sexting.
Sending pictures of your naked body to a random stranger on the internet.
A random stranger whose name you do not know.
A random stranger that doesn’t know your name, either.
A random stranger that you’re somehow slightly possessive over.
A random stranger that’s somehow slightly possessive over you.
Constantly posting subtweets about each other only further proves that. Indirectly wanting to tell other people to back off without actually doing so.
It’s crazy how you two clicked almost immediately. Maybe men aren’t a lost cause after all.
The subtweets consist of more pornographic content, provoking each other and wording your wishes of what you would like to do to one another on your timelines.
Like posting captions that say, ‘wish you were here’ alongside a video of a woman getting fucked into a worn-out mattress.
Or ‘this could be us’ and it’s a video of 2 people kissing like it’s their last day on earth.
But then at times, you both just chat like best friends. Talk about the movies you like. Or the anime he recommends. Or the music he likes to listen to. He gets oddly defensive about Justin Bieber.
Even though you’re both aware that you’re two strangers, you can’t help but feel like you two have known each other for longer than just a few weeks.
Like the time you found out you live in the same timezone. Live in the same state. Grew up watching the same things on TV. Have heard of each other’s high schools.
But any details have been kept private so far—for safety reasons, of course.
It’s not like you don’t trust him. It’s not that. It’s just weird sharing personal info with someone you don’t know personally.
But there’s been some talks about potentially meeting each other.
You wonder what he’s like in real life.
You bet he’s as charming as he is through text. Probably average looking but you don’t mind in the slightest. Pretty men only break hearts.
You still don’t know what he looks like and vice versa.
You still don’t know his name and vice versa.
Somehow you both wordlessly agreed on revealing your faces when you meet for the first time. The only physical details you’ve noticed are some of his tattoos that you can barely make out thanks to the poor quality of his pictures. His toned body. Veins. Sweatpants.
Most of his pictures are taken in the dark. Seems like he’s always just holed up at home and you deduce he might be a homebody or a gamer—something like that.
You usually can’t stand gamers (cue your annoying fucking neighbor) however, you can’t help but fantasize about sucking this random online stranger off while he’s gaming or have him bend you over his gaming setup. Let him fuck you from behind over his keyboard. Hips pounding into your asscheeks as his gaming chair squeaks.
The buzzing of your phone next to your hip snaps you out of your sinful trance.
[Twitter]
@archurback4me sent you a message!
Your heart always jolts like it’s been resuscitated every single time he sends you a message and that hasn’t changed in the past few weeks. There are simply no words to describe how it feels when your phone buzzes and it’s the person you’re thinking about.
You sit straight up on your couch, crossing your legs criss-cross applesauce as you giddily unlock your phone.
@archurback4me | 11:12AM
Goodmorning brat
How’d you sleep
Sleep. How’d you sleep.
Right, that’s what you’d forgotten!
You | 11:13AM
wait omg
now i remember
i dreamed about you omggg
well you were kinda faceless but in my dream i knew it was you
@archurback4me | 11:13AM
Did you?
What kind of dream
You | 11:13AM
honestly it started out weird as fuck lol
i wish i could tell you something sexy but it really isn’t
you were in my old high school trying to buy something from the vending machine and it wouldn’t work
so you ended up punching it and then i stopped you
and told you to hit me instead like some kind of pick me girl lmaoooooo
@archurback4me | 11:14AM
LMAOOOO
Bruhhh
That is so random
Hitting you is crazy
You | 11:14AM
i know
i mean
watching you be so aggressive was pretty hot tho
woke up w drenched panties
@archurback4me | 11:15AM
That so?
You got proof or are you just talking out of your ass?
You | 11:15AM
ur trying to see my pussy at 11am? really? you’re horny at this hour?
@archurback4me | 11:16AM
11AM or 11PM
Idgaf
Let me see that pretty pussy
How are you supposed to decline when he says it like that?
You want to do everything he asks. Anything. Want him to want you. Need him to want you.
You drag your sweats down your legs, tossing them off your bed with a quick kick. The tip of your finger slips under the elastic of your panties, peeling it off your pussy and sliding it to the side.
Arm stretched out, you reach for a low angle of your glistening pussy. There’s a teeny tiny bit of stubble coming through, not that either of you really care.
You snap a quick photo. Check it. Aren’t satisfied. Snap a few more until you’re okay with the row of pictures you can choose from.
You | 11:19AM
(You sent a photo.)
@archurback4me | 11:21AM
For fucks sake
That wet from imagining me shaking up a vending machine, are you?
Shit
Can’t stop staring
You | 11:21AM
well yes.
i mean honestly
i don’t fantasize about you hitting me or anything like that
but being slapped across the face by you kind of sounds... hot
@archurback4me | 11:23AM
I’ve seen you tweet about it before
And you’ve rted several videos like that
So trust me
I know you’re into that
You | 11:23AM
hmm
yeah
i think it’s hot
but not like.. the way you’d slap someone for making fun of your mom
just... a quick slap to make me look at you when i’m disobeying
:)
@archurback4me | 11:23AM
Choking, spanking, slapping, hairpulling, spitting, gagging
You sure you can take all that?
You | 11:23AM
are you challenging me?
@archurback4me | 11:25AM
No
I know better than to challenge a brat over text
Just wanna make sure angel
You | 11:25AM
trust me i’ll be loud about it if i don’t like it
but only if you’re down with it
@archurback4me | 11:26AM
I am
Because your dirty mouth definitely deserves a few slaps whenever you start yapping like you do so well
You | 11:27AM
kiss my ass jay
you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid lmao
Oh, right. He’d told you to call him Jay about two weeks ago. You’ve been calling him that ever since.
@archurback4me | 11:30AM
Wish I could princess
Let me see that ass one more time
You | 11:30AM
🙄.
what do i get in return?
@archurback4me | 11:32AM
I’ll write your username on my pelvis and post a vid of me jacking off
Oh.
The thought of him, jacking off with your username written across his pelvis, free for everyone to see. The thought of claiming him. Having him all to yourself.
The tingle in your core is impossible to ignore. You want him.
You | 11:33AM
so all those ppl chatting you up in your dms know that you ultimately belong to me?
@archurback4me | 11:33AM
If that’d allow me to see your ass then 100%
You | 11:33AM
ur so thirsty
so many asses you can see online
why mine
@archurback4me | 11:34AM
Because yours is my favorite duh
You don’t have to of course
There’s a compromise, isn’t there?
His favorite?
Does he chat with other people as well? Do others send him pictures of their body too? Does he send them pictures too?
That alone brings a scowl to your face but you quickly realize that, yes, he can do what he wants.
You get up on your knees and stretch your arm out behind you. Phone upside down. Hit record. Spank your ass. Catch the watch it recoils on camera.
Repeat.
Make him never want anyone else again.
You | 11:35AM
���.
just shut up
(You sent a video.)
@archurback4me | 11:35AM
Holy shit I need you
I need you so bad
Ahhhh you’re driving me fucking crazy
You | 11:36AM
you could have me
@archurback4me | 11:36AM
I’m so serious I’ll come one of these weeks and I’m not even joking
You | 11:36AM
i wish you would
@archurback4me | 11:38AM
I will
Give me a date I’ll write it down
You | 11:38AM
you’re coming to stay for a few days, right?
i have plenty of room in my bed for you
@archurback4me | 11:39AM
Hmm
Was hoping you’d say that
One night with you would never be enough for me
You | 11:40AM
hehe
exactly 3 weeks from now
the entire week
what do you say?
@archurback4me | 11:42AM
Never noted something faster
I have a dog though
So I was thinking it’d be easier for you to come to me
You | 11:43AM
i don’t mind you bringing your dog
luv dogs
but don’t think i forgot about what i was gonna get in return for sending you my ass
@archurback4me | 11:44AM
Jeez
He doesn’t reply for quite some time. The typing bubble doesn’t pop up either.
But after several minutes a new tweet pops up on your feed.
He didn’t caption it. Just a video that starts with his abs. You watch as his fingers trail down his stomach and tug his underwear down, revealing his squiggly inked skin.
And there it is, ‘@bratgaIore’ written across his pelvis in black marker.
He spits in his hand and wraps his fingers around his shaft, stroking his rock hard dick at a perfect pace. The sound has been turned off and you really wish it wasn’t but then again, you don’t want anyone else hearing him.
Want him sounding pretty for you. Just for you.
You’ve clearly been staring at the video for too long because you get a new message.
@archurback4me | 11:54AM
Happy?
You | 11:56AM
holy shit
you actually did it
@archurback4me | 11:57AM
Of course I did
I don’t play when it comes to that ass of yours
You | 11:58AM
hm
now im rlly horny
@archurback4me | 11:58AM
Aren’t you always
You | 11:58AM
thanks to you
i hate you
@archurback4me | 11:59AM
That’s fine
The feeling’s mutual anyway
Gonna enjoy the way you fall apart under me when I fuck you
Fuck you until you’re stupid
You | 12:03PM
a dream come true
:p
guess what
@archurback4me | 12:04PM
Hm?
You | 12:06PM
(You sent a photo.)
The photo is a picture of your soaking wet pussy with his username written on your pelvis in black marker, too.
@archurback4me | 12:08PM
What the fuck
You’re trying to fucking kill me angel
I need to insert my tongue immediately
You | 12:09PM
here come the harvard graduates
insert is crazy
@archurback4me | 12:10PM
You drive me crazy
Pussy got me acting all formal and shit LMAOO
Got me wanting to wear a bib and say Itadakimasu😋 when I dive in
Fuck
Want you on my face so fucking bad
Spank you while you ride my face
Don’t think I’ve ever seen something so pretty
Think my mind will change when I see your face though
You | 12:11PM
LMAOOOO not itadakimasu😭😭😭
hmm
you like it?
@archurback4me | 12:12PM
Are you insane
I keep going back to it
You should write my username when we meet so I can see it when I take your clothes off
Know that your pussy belongs to me
You | 12:12PM
if you do it too
@archurback4me | 12:13PM
Deal
You | 12:13PM
hehe
😋.
btw
@archurback4me | 12:14PM
Hm?
You | 12:14PM
are you clean
@archurback4me | 12:15PM
What?
You | 12:16PM
like
are you clean
for raw sex
@archurback4me | 12:16PM
Oh
Yeah I am
I’ll send you my results when I’m home
You | 12:16PM
you don’t have to do that i believe you
i’m clean too
where are you rn?
@archurback4me | 12:16PM
Just left to meet a friend
You | 12:17PM
oh
you’re not texting and driving right
@archurback4me | 12:18PM
Of course not, babe.
How am I supposed to meet my dumb girl when I’m dead?
I’m going by foot
Babe.
My dumb girl.
This is dangerous territory.
You | 12:19PM
hm
just like how i want to be the death of you as i tease you while ur in public
@archurback4me | 12:19PM
Don’t
I’m warning you
I don’t wanna meet my friends with a raging boner
I just got rid of one
You | 12:20PM
ur so easy lol
@archurback4me | 12:22PM
Just you wait you little brat
Gonna leave you so fucking sore when I’m done with you
No breaks
Fuck you the whole week long
You | 12:23PM
hmm
gonna fuck me like you hate me?
@archurback4me | 12:24PM
I do hate you
A lot
Dumb girl
Don’t think that’s gonna change when I see you in real life
Might get even more pissed off when I see your bratty mug actually
I just know your face is so fucking bratty
You | 12:25PM
you’d be obsessed with me
i’m really pretty
@archurback4me | 12:26PM
Lmao yeah I probably will be
I’m sure you are
Gonna defile your pretty face when I cum all over it you stupid brat
But my friend’s here
I’ll ttyl princess
You | 12:27PM
can’t wait
bye daddy
@archurback4me | 12:27PM
Hell nahhhhh
Don’t call me that
You | 12:30PM
ok then bye mr. fuck-you-everyday-of-the-week
@archurback4me | 12:30PM
And will
Night after night
You | 12:30PM
go already
byeeeee
@archurback4me | 12:32PM
Bye princess
You go about your day like you usually would and later that night, he ends up sending you his results anyway. You were already asleep by then, though.
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ik this was on the poll but I genuinely couldn't help myself I had to write shit down or my head would explode
here's some sugar daddy Noah thoughts lol
*NSFW below the cut, MDNI*
cw: age difference, dirty talk, raw sex (pls do not), sex toys, light exhibitionism, Noah is fucking gross and that's ok, size kink, oral, dacryphylia, dom/sub, maybe dubcon if you squint but not rlly, daddy kink
♡ god be with me on this one lmao
♡ how did you end up in this situation? It's a little clichè but you were in the same club and he couldn't keep his fuckin eyes off of you. Normally you don't go to these upscale places but tonight it was in your favor, getting invited to Noah's private section gave you a chance to get away from the college friends you'd come with and actually enjoy yourself.
♡ keeping his eyes off you was one thing but his hands? Impossible.
♡ he'd instantly rested his large hand on your thigh the second you'd taken a seat next to him. Bold, but you didn't seem to mind it. He was sharing the booth with his band mates, they all seemed at least 10 years older than you but you didn't mind. you tried to conversate with them equally but the hand sliding up your thigh was making it difficult.
♡ like I said he's gross. No shame. If he wants something he's gonna get it one way or another but he at least tries to be respectful off the jump. Just when his fingers dipped under the hem of your short black dress he leaned against you to whisper something only you could hear.
"You're more than welcome to tell me no, but wanna come with me back to the hotel?"
♡ you've known the man for an hour tops, but he made you dizzy and created a swarm of butterflies in your belly so why say no? You're a few drinks in anyway, maybe prior you would've thought this was a terrible idea but the way his fingers feel caressing your thigh and how fuckin good he looks with those sleeves rolled up and all his tattoos on display? Maybe you can't resist either.
♡ this was just the first time you met, and it led you down a lovely path with him.
♡ at first it was just fucking. Meeting up whenever he was around or sending videos back and forth while he was out on tour. It escalated to him flying you out on occasion to watch him play, he'd book you the nicest hotel rooms and order you any food you needed while you were there. He started sending you flowers at home, and little gifts. His definition of a little gift is a $400 anklet with his initial on it though.
♡ after a few months he was regularly spoiling you with absolutely anything he had an excuse to. You so much as laid eyes on something for too long and he'd get it for you. He'd fly you out of the country whenever you had a break from classes and you'd enter your hotel room to see an exorbitantly expensive lingerie set next to a note from him.
"Thought you'd look perfect in this. Couldn't resist <3"
♡ his camera roll was 99% pictures of you in said expensive outfits. Bouncing between mirror selfies together where he'd have his tattooed hand wrapped around your throat from behind or on one occasion a just barely censored photo of you bent over in front of him mid backshots with his hand pressed on your back so it arches just right. (This was his lockscreen for ages, he is a freak.)
♡ his band mates have gotten used to seeing you around (and hearing you two through the walls of the shared hotel rooms), and you've grown quite fond of them as well. They see how happy you make him and can't rlly be upset even though they think he's a little over the top with how he treats you.
♡ aside from all the less than spicy details, this man *fucks*
♡ this man fucks like he absolutely hates your guts and it's *wonderful*
♡ why was his first big gift to you an anklet with his initial? So he could see it dangling over his shoulder when he had you folded in a mating press under him. He's got the filthiest mouth on him while he fucks too.
"so fuckin' pretty under me- like you were made for my dick"
"Louder. Want everyone to know who's fuckin' you so good"
"Wanna thank me for all these gifts? You can do it on your knees, baby."
"Such a dumb little slut for this cock, is it really that good? Say it."
"Awe, can't take anymore? That's too bad, you're going to."
♡ almost came untouched the first time you called him daddy. You kinda did it jokingly but after seeing his reaction you couldn't help but continue. He loves hearing it and it puts him in such a dominant headspace, it's like flipping a switch on him. Perfectly enough, when he's in that role, you fit right into a comfy subspace.
♡ he really likes instances where you're completely naked and he's not. Thinks it adds to the dynamic since you're so exposed. He lovesss running his big tattooed hands all over your body and watching you squirm and beg for some friction. He'll deny it till you're nearly in tears before giving in.
"want me to play with that pretty pussy, baby? Use your words, you know how to ask for it."
"So needy...maybe I should make you ride my thigh till you cum, see how bad you want it."
♡ buys you pretty mini skirts so he can pull you on his lap anywhere and gring against your bare ass. He'll lean his head on your shoulder and whisper filth about how you make him feel and how dirty you are for letting him dress you up like a sex doll without complaint. That's basically what you are, a little doll for him.
♡ speaking of said mini skirts, he loves when you're sat on his lap, back to his chest and head leaned back on his shoulder while he hikes your short skirt up to play with you. Makes it 100x worse better by occasionally setting his phone up to record, angled perfectly to catch the way his large fingers split your pussy open and tease your clit just right. Can't help himself but to fuck you right there, the way you squeezed around his fingers made his cock painfully hard. He caught that on video too.
"Keep making those pretty sounds, baby girl. You like when I stretch this little pussy out?"
"Say please, daddy and I'll let you have my cock."
"gonna watch this with me later? Wanna see how pretty you look split on daddy's dick?"
♡ he's bought you countless pretty sex toys and is a big fan of remote vibrators so he can play with you even when he doesn't have the chance to be there in person. Loves to FaceTime you and watch you unravel for him while he controls it. He's used it a few times in person as well, making you cum and turning it up to its highest setting, making your legs give out and you'd grab his arm for support. He'd coo about how good you're doing for him but also tease you about how sensitive you are, fat tears brimming in your eyes as you begged him to turn it down cause you couldn't handle more.
"Poor thing, so cute when you cry for me"
"You can give me another one, baby. Promise I'll fill that pussy up so fuckin' good after"
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𝔄 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔰𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔢 ❦
❦ warning lollipop chaos ahead! proceed with caution… ❦ light angst , happy ending , ex getō suguru , tattoo artist suguru , set in a tattoo parlour , soft dom geto , praise , cunnilingus , masochism , light sadism & impact play , ig semi public and i guessss office sex
the descriptions of this tattoo experience is not accurate, i dunno shit abt tattoos (even tho i rlly wanna get one). so don't bite my fucking dick off with the technicalities! lets just b happy that i acc posted this hehehe
word count ; 5k ish
black fem reader (still all can read)
lollipopliccer’s love letter ❦ … hiiiii lollipops 🪷 i just wanted to say thank u sm for the love on my debut fic i rlly appreciated it. i’m rlly excited for y’all to read this new one EEEEE. this one was also long as helllll (¬_¬), shit has just been ridiculous in my life rn so sorry abt the delay, i don’t even know y it took me this long just to write 5k ugh anywayyy. i’m excited, cus i always eat up geto tattoo artist head-cannons, mmmm they’re just so mm mm mm tasty. anyway this is my first time writing some angst, i usually stay clear away from any typa angst, i’ve already got enough of that in my life plss haahaa, i don’t even know what possessed me to dip my toe in it, but don’t worry it’s very light. okayy enough of the babble, pls enjoy my fic, and i’d appreciate all ur interaction, reposts, comments, feedback blah blah… mwah mwah mwah ( ੭ ˘ ³˘)੭°｡⋆♡‧₊˚
'i'm so excitteedddd' you squeal, as your best friend nobara parks her car, beside the tattoo parlor. you both had been planning your tattoos together for a few weeks now settling on the most beautiful matching heart design on both your bikini lines, whilst individually having unique patterns going through the (tatted) hearts.
"you better not fucking scream when you're actually under the gun" nobara chastises laughing.
"fuck you bitch, you already know i'm bad like that, not even gonna flinch" you taunt, as you both get out of her car.
you decided on wearing a fitted, short black dress, that accentuated your curves and hips but would also be easily manoeuvrable for your tattoo placement. shoko Ieiri your tattoo artist made sure you were comfortable with your design and placement.
underneath your dress, you wore bikini bottoms with side ties, for the same reasons as the dress - paired with some white trainers with pink embellishments. you complete your outfit with jewellery. including your pandora bracelet with silver and pink charms, a necklace, and stud earrings.
you both walk into the parlour, it's decorated all over its dark blue walls with a myriad of paintings, sketches, and different artworks. nobara leads you to the front desk as she had booked the appointment. you're greeted by a raven-haired girl with a short pixie cut.
"hey, are you guys here for your appointment?" she asks, as you notice her name tag- 'maki', and her tattoos and scars peeking through her top.
"yeah, um we had an appointment for 6:30 pm" nobara states, you can see her start to blush at maki.
"cool, yeah i'll check that out for you, umm..." maki responds
nobara so obviously interested in maki, decides to flirt, while you absent-mindedly look at the artwork placed across the shop. it's truly captivating, the deep dark hues and colours, so beautifully drawn, depicting what you could only describe as demons. they were more abstract than the stereotypical depiction, but these works somehow gave more meaning and conveyed more torment.
"so how long have you been working here, maki right?" nobara asks
"yeah, i started some months ago."
"that's cool, i love your tats”
“thank you, i um did some of em myself, nobara right?” maki responds getting nobara’s name from the booked appointment slot
“yeah…” nobara smiles shyly
“…are those your sketches up there? nobara asks, pointing to one of the sketches you've been staring at, there's a familiarity to the work displayed. but you can't put your finger on it.
"no um that's actually from another tattoo artist's, geto." maki answers.
you almost freeze, just from the mention of his name "who?!"
"uhh geto suguru, he owns the place, his artwork is all over these walls" maki responds to you.
a shiver runs up your spine "oh..."
"on that note, i'm sorry for the inconvenience girls, but shoko, your tattooist she had to take our other colleague gojo to the hospital- broke his arm doing some dumb shit. so she won't be able to actually give you your tattoo’s today, however we're able to swap her in for geto suguru, he just got back into town and is just as talented"
"shit" nobara turns to you, already knowing the issue from just his name alone, "yn i had no idea omg, i should've checked better, we can leave"
"nah there'll be no need for that, right yn?" you hear his voice. his silky deep voice, it always had that raspy quality that made your knees go weak. another shiver runs down your spine. you whip around.
"why tf are you here?" you sneer.
"uhh i work here…" he answers deadpan.
you turn back around, after giving him a lethal sneer, "hey um maki is there any other artist today?"
"no, i'm sorry, everyone else is booked." she apologises
"and anyway, it'll be a hassle for you guys if you were to reschedule," geto states
you simply stare at nobara refusing to even glance at him.
"come on yn" geto insists gently, leaning closer to you. your back to him. your name on his lips has you reeling, how softly he calls to you, like no other.
nobara waits for what you want to do, and if you're comfortable being tattooed by your ex in such an intimate area?
"let's get this done", you tell nobara, you turn around to face geto who has that enticing smirk.
as you follow him to his workspace, nobara hangs back reassured that you're comfortable being with your ex. you get the chance to truly take him in since last you saw him. his tattoo’s have grown, as he's painted a whole-sleeved dragon across his left arm, slithering out of his tight-fitted black t. your eyes roam all over his body, soaking in his confident stride, his height, taller than you remember. the way he ties part of his black, luscious hair in the bun is similar but different from the way you remember, leaving the rest of his hair to hang past his shoulders. but his right-hand tattoo is as you remember. a rose’s stem covered in thorns, wrapped around his hand, you can't help but still have your heart swell from that.
as he opens the door for you, you strut past him in silence, he of course responds with an eye roll to your petulance. his workspace is decorated with more of his works, some unfinished, yet so mesmerising you can't look away from them, they seem to depict a greater depth, too intimate for the outer world. the deep hues of dark royal blues, blacks, and green meld together, casting an otherworldly aura. the demons here have this eerie elegance, their features subtly tormenting, evoking such sorrows.
"if you're not comfortable with me tattooing you, we don't have to, i will let you reschedule free of charge-"
"i know." you state, without hesitation. and with that, the silence returns as geto smiles slightly, he then grabs his equipment, lining them up, his needle gun, ink, etc.
"why did you insist on me not rescheduling then?" you taunt
"i wouldn't say i instisted" geto defends.
"mmm really? cus i'd even say you implored" you smirk. seeing you smile… he wonders how he could’ve forgotten how magnetic it is.
"i just wanted to see you…”
a pause.
"you broke up with me." you interrupt coldly, both of you are reminded of your separation...
… you begged him to stay. the pain you felt completely consumed you, leaving you empty…
geto holds your gaze. your eyes filled with anger, but also longing. you try to conceal your feelings by turning around.
"yn..." he calls out to you, but you ignore him, seemingly too entranced by a random splotch on the wall, while trying to hold it all in "...yn look at me", geto approached.
you turned around slowly. almost stubbornly, you made sure to look him in his eyes, those deep dark orbs that never failed to suck you into a world of intensity and sensitivity. you both hold each other's gaze, so much said between each other, longing, and regret.
"i am sorry yn, i-" in his attempt to express his apology, you immediately stride past to sit on the tattoo bed, too overwhelmed.
"-right so like from a scale of 1-10, 10 being i'm gonna need to b fucking sedated, how painful is this tat going to be" you ramble, trying to divert the conversation.
you ignore his sigh, as he walks to his chair. he then chooses to focus on preparing his equipment, sterilising them, all that shit. "the tattoo shouldn't be that painful, especially as you requested numbing cream."
"cool" you respond curtly, you follow his actions on focusing on the task at hand, and lift up the side of your dress, to expose the side you were getting tatted on.
when geto looks back he sees your pink bikini bottoms with string ties, he looks away trying to keep his composure "just want you to give me an idea where you want your heart and thorns”.
you clear your throat a little, to try and calm your nerves, “um just around here, i trust your um artistic inclinations. have some freedom with it, i know its kinda simple but i um- the thorns i want them to wrap around, please.”
“of course, yn”
geto trying his best to make this experience as comfortable as possible begins applying the numbing cream. he looks you in your eyes, to see if there were any remaining apprehensions, finding none, the gun comes to life.
“you tell me how you’re feeling throughout this process, if anything feels off with what i am doing, you tell me, do you understand?” geto instructs, his firmness, and apprehension to cause you any unnecessary harm stirs things in you. things you’ve tried repressing, tried to move on from, evidently unsuccessfully.
you nod in response adding a “yes”. and so begins the process, as geto brings needle to skin, his art begins to mark you. the initial twitch of pain you feel is subdued by the numbing cream generously applied. although you can’t help the slight yelp that falls from your lips, which geto catches onto and immediately soothes “shhh it’s okay, the cream will kick in soon won’t feel a thing hun”. his words soothe you, as they always used to, leading you to simply whimper in slight pain. you can’t help but look at him, at how he’s completely focused on your brown skin, that he marks by his hands.
…
as the hours go on, you slowly see geto’s work, his art come together, the red hues of the heart mixing together with slight pinks but also contrasted shades of black, to provide it with such depth, teasing the later depictions of darkness the thorns will add. you are in complete awe of this man, of his work, as you watch him work completely zoned in, despite any dull pain mumbling under the numbing cream.
as your focus lays on him- memories, old feelings of pain, sadness, and confusion begin to bubble again, and you blurt…
“why did you leave?”
a pause…
followed by silence… your demand for answers hanging over you both, while he still remains focused on your tattoo, you remain waiting. you know he heard you.
“i found myself in darkness again, yn, but that time it was even more challenging.. my hallucinations, my night terrors all came back, i was in it deep…” he pauses trying to find his words, and you give him that space “… i knew you were there for me, holding me when i woke up screaming. you stood by me…” he paused
“…however i couldn’t let you do that, i couldn’t bring you there with me. not when i couldn’t wear a heartfelt smile in this world. i needed to find myself again, my purpose. and i know the way i left you, was cold, and confusing, and i am truly sorry, but i had to do it for myself.” as you listen attentively, watching him intently, he slowly gazes at you, pausing his work. your eyes meet with such intensity, such ache, and you start welling up, finally understanding everything, no longer being left with nothing but a cold departure.
“i’m sorry- m’so- ‘m so so sorry geto” tears cascade down your face, geto is quick to wipe them away, softly holding your precious face.
“sshh, ssh baby, don’t be silly mmm, you did nothing wrong, and i’ve been doing better. so much better. finding new channels to express how i feel, what i see.” referring to the intricate art that decorated his walls.
you sniffle, you feel so guilty and ashamed, for the resentment you harboured against him when he was out there trying to fight his way out of such a dark mental space. “they’re beautiful.” you sniffle
“not a day goes by that i don’t think about you, that i don’t regret the way i left. i would’ve come back but i thought you would move on...”
“i didn’t.” you respond
“neither did i.”
with your admissions to one another, a comforting silence fell, filling the room with sweet serenity, and you both found yourselves tethered together once again, holding each other’s gaze, filled with yearning.
you were the first to break, averting your gaze, feeling like it was the first time meeting, how your butterflies bloomed and fluttered, riddled with carnal hunger for him. the paradox of your feelings for him always consumed you, almost driving you mad, only geto could set you so ablaze.
the needle resumed its course, mechanically piercing your skin. both your attentions returned to their original positions.
the only difference being the shift in the atmosphere, the reignition of your feelings for one another, but this time at a tenfold from the time spent apart, wanting no other.
“ahh it’s getting a little sore geto” you whine in slight pain
“sorry yn, we’re moving onto the thorns now, we’ll soon be done, why don’t you take a look at it for me, tell if you don’t like anything?”
as he wipes over the completed heart, filled with colours and dimensions, so deep and beautiful, truly depicting more than you could imagine, it’s medium-sized maintaining a slight cuteness to the art, but still depicts chaos within, which geto clearly understood about you, and so was best to depict it.
“i love it.” you squeal, looking into his eyes, as he looks for reassurance from you. his vibrant smile brightens his face, you hadn’t seen it in so long, and it warmed you.
“good, we’re going to move to the thorns, wrapped down your thigh, why don’t you tell me about your choice of thrones?” geto asked so he could understand your thought process behind the tattoo.
you were apprehensive to reveal your thorns, largely from a place of embarrassment. you didn’t want to show how much he had affected you, and still did, but you did not want to lie to him especially after, he revealed himself so intimately to you.
the thorns, um, i got them from you…” geto halts at this, looking at you in slight confusion “they stemmed from me just wanting to have a piece of you still with me, something that i remembered, that reminded me of you… the thorns, the ones you have on your rose.” in explaining, you feel bold enough to touch the inked rose on his right hand, grazing your fingers over the thorns
suguru can hardly conceal his feelings. “i missed you.” geto states. his dark, sleek eyes told you how he burned for you.
“i missed you too suguru.” you whisper. your feelings flood your body, making you tingly- his intensity holds you in place. you’re both focussed on one another, suguru begins to smile feeling the warmth of your fingers touching him so delicately.
"lets continue your tattoo, i don't wanna fuck it up" suguru states, slowly bringing his hand away from your touch, even though he wanted nothing more than to let you touch him all over. to feel how those pretty acrylics, decorated in bows and charms along his skin, but he didn't want to mess this up, he wanted to tattoo you perfectly.
"okay" you respond, almost dissapointedly. wanting to feel him under your fingertips. you'd settle for now to feel his hands on your thighs, holding them to get his angles right, you were beginning to realise that you wanted more than just to stroke his hand. you want him to mark you all over, with more than just his needle gun.
"you've gotta try and stay still for me yn, i know it hurts, but it'll be over soon" suguru soothed, as his eyes narrowed around the curves of your thighs, the way they flexed and trembled slightly as you whimpered due to the numbed pain.
"okay... can i hold onto you?" you ask. he responds with a nod. you grip his arm, wanting to feel tethered- you don't remember him being so well-built, his biceps feel thick and powerful, almost hard to the touch as he flexes per his movements.
...
you're now a few hours into the tattoo, suguru’s taking his time, to add such beautiful details. the tension between the two of you is palpable, but the air is no longer filled with animosity, but rather intimacy. knowing you though, and how impatient you are suguru already sees it coming when you-
"sug i'm fucking borreeddd" the numbing cream obviously doing its job to reduce the pain to something dismissible, suguru chuckles finding your impatience so familial and adorable.
"it's barely been two hours" suguru forever sassy, remarks, rolling his eyes at ur moodiness. "now stay still, you're messin up my work." suguru states, you huff and bite your tongue, as you don’t want to fuck up his flow, you already know he works best when he’s zoned-in on a task.
you decide to catch up with him, your curiosity building, you've both missed so much from each other's lives. "i like your parlour. i would've bet money you'd turn your art into tattoos, you were too talented to let your art hide in your sketches"
suguru smiles again, "yeah? it was either this or burning down the town", he jokes and makes you both laugh, due to the absurdity. however, you both knew, there was some truth to it, which honestly added to your laughs
"right, of course committing arson, and potential mass murder is an obvious alternative." you sarcastically quip
"what you don't agree, i know you're not much better at keeping your chaos in check," he teases, his eyes locking onto yours.
you feel yourself flush, feeling seen- so you try staying on track to your original plan to catch up with him, "when did you open this place?"
"well actually gojo was the one who invested in my passion"
"that's so sweet"
"yeah, he's a fucking asshole, always all up in my business," he remarks, with a small smile, feigning annoyance. you can feel the fondness behind his words.
you notice how suguru smiles, how he teases, just like he used to, & still has that assertive and confident allure to him, that natural dominance and assuredness in himself, that he almost lost. your conversation with one another continued, bantering off one another. you make each other laugh and snicker and your heart can’t help but swell.
...
your feelings for him set aflame once again. this time with a ferocity you could barely contain. only heightened by the dull pain that he controlled with his needle, marking you so prettily. the assured control suguru had over your body was so seductive, it made places other than your tatted thigh, start to ache, start to ache so badly.
finally, geto lays the finishing touches on your tattoo, clearing up the intricate lines, adding shadings and highlights, and then wiping over the tattoo.
"okay, it's done. you can go check it in the mirror, let me know if you hate it." geto keeping his gaze low somewhat anxious to see your reaction.
as you approach the full-body mirror attached to the opposite wall, you couldn't possibly understand his apprehension because when you lay eyes on your tattoo, you are completely awestruck. you fall completely in love with his markings, the way the thorns pierce through the heart and sliver down your left hip, and thigh, wrapping them gorgeously.
you are lost for words, your lips part with a gasp, and when you bring your eyes up onto suguru through the mirror, you see how he watches you. following from your thighs decorated in his work, marking your body so seductively. then he focuses on how your dress is bunched up on those hips, those hips he’s held, and soothed over for hours today, but his mind wanders... reminiscing about all those times he used to handle and caress all over your plump thighs. how he would mould your body any way he pleased.
he watched as you held the undone ties of your pretty bikini bottoms, it made him salivate. his eyes cast over your dress- the way it hugged your body so exquisitely, propping up your boobs so prettily. the way your butt peaks out of the bunched-up dress, and how your breathing picked up, flustered from his heated gaze.
"i love it sug." you whisper softly.
"yeah?" he smirks. growing bolder, he walks up to you, and you don’t dare avert your eyes from his, through the mirror. you love the way his top hugs his thick muscular shoulders. his broad upper back being so beautifully emphasised, and how his sculpted chest has his nipple piercings teasing through his top. you salivate at his slim waist. ugh he's such a slut. you love the way his body is perfectly decorated in his art, marking his skin; and adorning his arms, and his neck, which is wrapped with a chain, you remember gifting him.
when he reaches you, he has to crouch down, flexing his strong thighs and calves hidden under his baggy bottoms, but you still have to look up at him to maintain eye contact, which he demands with his own. suguru holds the bottom of your thigh just under where the tattoo ends.
"how does it feel?" he whispers into your ear, his sharp gaze still honed on you
you whimper faintly because of the dull sting and ache from the tat
"a little sore sug, but it feels good, i really like it." you say softly while you lean into him, wanting to be wrapped in his body, his warmth.
he smiles at your admission "that's good yn, i'm going to wrap it up now, don't want it getting infected." you love the way he says your name, the way he purrs, your name rolls off his tongue so tenderly.
as he wraps the tattoo you wince, he immediately soothes you, "i've got you baby, it's okay." your body relaxes in response. your eyes never leave each other. as the tension shifts you feel enthralled, wanting him to touch you all over.
"yn, do you want me to play with you?" suguru asks, having that condescending tone that never failed to make you falter. you almost shy away, but he holds your face, bringing his hand up under your chin, his fingers grip your cheeks slightly, making you look directly at him “i want to play with you, i want to help you forgive me baby...” he whispers into your ear. your breath becoming more uneven and flustered from his proximity, that you can practically taste his aroma, how he mixes his scents of minty, smoky notes and cinnamon, woody undertones - it intoxicates you.
“…do you want me to?”
geto waits for your response, not daring to touch you the way he wants, without knowing you’re aching for it. and you want nothing more than that, for him to take care of you how he once did, oh how you wanted to see if he still remembered how to make you cum so blissfully. you nod giving out a soft “please”.
suguru kisses the side of your head, sprinkling kisses down your face making you giggle and fawn, till he reaches your neck and you lose your breath. geto finds the sensitive parts on your neck, making you feel so tingly, it's almost ticklish. you almost forgot how much you loved when suguru kissed and licked across your neck, how he would bite and suckle, leaving you all marked up just how he liked. god he’d go fucking crazy for it too. to hear you whine and pant below him as he licked and sucked. it sent tingles all over your body, straight to your clit. you shuddered under him, leaning onto him- to give him better access to mark you. slowly he grips your hips grinding his bulge into you, he even bends you forward a little so that you can feel him, how hard he is for you- humping into you over your clothed body.
geto held you at an angle arched while both of you stood in front of the mirror so that he could have you grind right back onto his dick that was growing so achingly hard for you. the way he moved your bodies together was so disgustingly sensual, you had to look away moaning as you felt his clothed dick thrust into you, giving you that sensation you so craved. you were whining, you felt so depraved like you hadn’t been touched like this in so long- you just wanted him to rip you the fuck open.
“mmm nah baby look at yourself in the mirror…” he demanded, to which you stubbornly ignored, forcing suguru to grab your face so that you could look at how pathetically you had come undone for him, just from his dry humping. “… i said fucking look at yourself, mmm? you lost your manners baby?” he teases knowing exactly how to fix your attitude. he ends his command by giving your thigh (without the tattoo) a firm slap, making you cry out, you quickly try stifling it, remembering you’re still in his fucking workspace.
“you’re so mean” you whine and pout up at him, which makes him chuckle at you, his smirk unfurling so lewdly.
“i’m going to make it up to you mmm? you’ll let me make you feel good baby? gotta apologise for making my baby upset.” the way he talks to you feigning that concern, his fucking tone, makes you feel weak, and pliant for him. as you move your legs a little wider, and let go of your tied bikini bottoms so they hang down barely concealing a thing. geto watches how strings of your arousal are built up, clinging onto your pretty bottoms. showing him just how wet you are for him and you push your butt into him even more, nodding your head in invitation for him to remedy all the mess he’s made.
as suguru brings his rose-covered hand down to your aching pussy ready to soothe it. once he touches her, feeling your glistening folds, he hisses as his eyes glaze over, and lower so seductively. you see the way his hand flexes and his veins protrude. his long, adept fingers dip further, caressing and rubbing against your hard little clit. he can feel it pulse for him, making you whine as suguru increases the pressure of his fingers on your clit. circling around your throbbing bundle of nerves. his fingers collect the slick past your lips, down to your spasming, weeping hole, and brings them back to your needy nub.
his tight circles, pet your pretty clit so well, turning you into a mewling mess, you can’t help but move against and around his fingers, acting so bratty- but suguru couldn't give a shit, he'll mould you right where he needs you again holding you by your neck and continuing his strokes on that clit regardless of how you whine.
"sug- aaa-" such a petulant whine leaves your supple lips, begging for him to go further into your leaking hole, you needed him to be inside you, having your pussy drool on his pretty, tatted fingers.
"i know baby, you need it don't you? you need me to fuck you open mmm?" suguru whispers in your ear, kissing the outside of your earlobe so delicately, while saying such filthy things. you look at him through the mirror nodding your head so pathetically, and why would he deny you, his baby? nah never...
suguru brings his finger back down to your desperate hole. he eases around your pussy going around the edges of her, only dipping the tip of his finger. you can't take his teasing-
"sugu! stop teasin-" suguru immediately interrupts, plunging his fingers into you, making you gasp. he slipped into your soppy pussy giving off that mind-numbing squelching sound, having your pussy suck his fingers in so snuggly, has you moaning wantonly. the way suguru’s digits fill you, he’s able to add a finger, scissoring two fingers into your weeping cunt, the way he pushes in and curls his fingers to rub against your plush walls it has you mewling. as you feel him find and rub against that spot, that perfect spongey spot so easily, your eyes roll back. suguru was losing his mind, he rasped a soft moan right into your ear, he loved watching you buck on his fingers, the way you moaned and struggled to take him, it made him itch and drool to have you.
his fingers in your pussy stroking and pumping into your soft, wet pussy. his hand around your neck holding your face up to keep your eyes on everything he was doing. his deep, velvety voice right by your ear, whispering, and moaning sweet nothings. you were losing your fucking mind, you almost couldn't handle it.
"aaa- nngg, sug- sug!," you moaned shamelessly "f-ohfuck i can't-"
"sshh baby, tf you think you're doing mmm, whining like that in my office?" suguru whispers chastising you. your eyes look up at him, and the way you looked so doe-eyed, so pathetic- barely able to hold in your moans, gripped him.
"you struggling to take it for me baby, want me stop?" geto taunts, but you instantly shake your head needing him all over you.
“no please don’t stop sug”
"you can take what i give you princess?"
"i need you uhahh" you wanted him to have you however he pleased.
the way he moves has you humping and panting, you wine on him trying to get some friction against your slutty little cunt.
your moans grow louder and the pitch of your whines grow higher- you suck on your pretty fingers to try and get yourself quiet, your eyes glazing over as you watch suguru fuck you so good with his fingers and his hard bulge pushing up into you. the way he licks and bites all over your neck leaving a trail of his marks. suguru still never averts his dark eyes from yours. the purple glints in his eyes kind of sparkle in your head. all of it is bringing you right to the edge. your eyes roll back, your thighs shake, your knees buckle from the pleasure. so pliant and easy for him to manoeuvre you so he can hold you up and fuck you in just the right angles he needs, that he demands.
“fuckfuckfuc- aahh ohhhh sugie. daddy oh mmynghh” you whine and cry, your head lolling onto his shoulder.
right on the precipice of your orgasm, suguru watches how you get so close to cumming, he’s fucking salivating seeing how you become so undone, how you’ve gone fucking dumb on just his fingers, he can’t help but moan and groan right with you.
“mmm mmfuck, mine. mine.” he purrs, licking all up on you
but all too soon, it comes to a halt, and your orgasm gets snatched away from you. suguru wickedly decides to take his fingers out of you. you almost cry
“wha- no suguru fuck no don’t stop, mmmmnoo” you whine so pathetically gripping his arm, it’s fucking laughable trying to keep his fingers right where you needed them, gripping his sculpted arms so hard. your hands… the size difference makes him smile. no not smile, he’s fucking smirking. that little shit.
“fuck you, SUG HMPH!” you practically stomp your feet, pushing him away as you’re about to walk away, but of course suguru grips you against him, pulling you back so close, you are still as stubborn as ever refusing to look at him, while you’re face to face, which makes him snicker. he isn’t having any of that bullshit tho, he grabs your chin and cheeks squeezing as a warning. he pulls your face up to him again and kisses you on your forehead, the side of your head, and your cheek, and then he ghosts his plump, nude lips over your lips.
“if i decide you don’t get to cum on my fingers, you won’t. i don’t fucking care how close you are.” suguru states, locking his eyes with yours so intensely, while his lips and breath feel so close to your own, you almost feel faint. you want nothing more than for him to just kiss you, you want to feel his lips again, oh how you miss how soft they were, how you loved the taste of his mouth, the taste of the mint with his own unique feel.
suguru’s eyes flutter down to look at your lips so lushly plump and glossed he can’t help but lick his lips. he wants nothing more than to mess up your brown and pink lip combo. to bite, suck and lick all over you.
“tell me you understand.”
“i understand daddy, m’sorry i threw a tantrum, i just wanted to cum on your fingers so bad-”
suguru smiles feeling fucking delighted from your admission
“-can you please kiss me, i promise i’ll behave sugie” you whisper almost whining at the end, you rub your thighs together feeling how you made such a mess for him, as your slick trickles down your thighs.
suguru feeling so pleased with you, groans into your mouth, once your lips touch. he almost forgot how much he missed this. how much he missed you, your lips, those soft lips that melted against his. he loved the way you gasped and whined from your slow kiss, so sensual and intimate. but he knew you were such an impatient brat, his impatient princess.
demanding more, you lace your hands into his hair. you adored his long, luscious hair so much, (that you remember countless times joking about shaving it off at night and turning it into a wig. those playful moments would always have you both bickering and laughing together. it makes your heart swell remembering this).
you begged for more by stroking and tugging at the nape of his hair, making his body tingle, as suguru moaned into your kiss. he licked on your lips to get you to open up for him. he loves the way you whine and moan from frustration and neediness while running your fingers through his hair, it made him lose his fucking mind, so, of course, he had to express that by nipping at your bottom lip. his bite made you whimper and grind up against him but it wasn’t enough. you needed more. you wanted more. but suguru leads the kiss to hold that slow, deep and sensual pace, having your tongues dance together, lick against each other unhurried. which was mind-blowing but also so frustrating you wanted to just devour him, you couldn't get enough.
you moaned into his mouth as suguru sucked on your bottom lip, and then went back to your tongue, licking against each other. he spat in your mouth briefly separating your mouths from one another, and immediately resuming the kiss. at this, you snapped. whining wantonly, you gripped onto him and stubbornly clambered onto him so your legs wrapped around his waist. suguru was easily able to carry you. you were determined to make him fuck you.
“daddy” you whisper, opening your eyes to pout up at him.
“yes baby?” suguru answers, giving little kisses along your chin down to your neck. sucking onto your sensitive neck areas, he knew just the right spots to make you lose your fucking mind.
“i want you to fuck me…” you say grinding down onto the bulge you could feel through his sweats. you were sure you could feel a wet spot on them, but you weren’t quite sure of the culprit, as your wet pussy dragged and humped on his dick print leaking with pre-cum. you could feel his throbbing dick just aching to be inside you, pumping you full of his cum. suguru hissed from the feeling of your mess teasing his aching cock.
“… please baby, please fuck me again, i said i’d be good” you whined, moving closer to his ears so only he could hear how desperate you were for him. suguru moans, his voice breaks and rasps a little from you grinding on him and circling over his dick.
suguru fucking snaps, he closes his eyes while his mouth slightly hangs open, just taking in how your hips wined on him while he carried you.
he then cupped your face to him, “you’re such a fucking brat.” he moans, holding your face and caressing your throat, he watches how your breathing picks up, as you get so flustered. he brings you close, kissing you on your forearm, bringing his hand around your neck. then he carries you to his tattoo bed.
“i am not going to fuck you yn-.”
“-but su!” you begin to whine interrupting him
“be quiet.” suguru reprimands, gripping your neck just a little tighter after placing you to sit on the edge of the seat “i’m not gonna fuck you on my dick. when i have you like that, it’s gonna be on my bed, where i can have you screaming on it without any fucking interruptions. do whatever the fuck i wanna do without you getting all shy on me tryna muffle those pretty moans from me mmm, you understand baby?”
“yeah daddy” you answer feeling so giddy and light with him
“there’s my princess,” he smirks, “you’re really that fucking needy, want my dick here, right where my colleagues are downstairs mmm?” he says before kissing you again. “good girl” he praises while lifting off your dress and quickly bringing his lips back onto yours. slowly he brings you to lay back. he gets in between your thighs lifting one up over his shoulder while letting your tatted thigh rest over the edge of the bed. from this angle he could see your pretty glistening pussy, clenching around nothing.
“lay back baby.” he instructs, he sees how you wait in anticipation for him laying back on the bed.
he crouches down, kneeling in front of your exposed pussy, your slick brown lips he’s completely hypnotised by, they glisten from your wetness. you grow a little shy, you weren’t prepared to be eaten out today (૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა). you bring down your hands to try and cover her up, feeling a little embarrassed.
suguru immediately dismissing your nonsense, and swats your hand away bringing them to instead hold your plush thighs “don’t piss me off today yn, it’s fucking mine.” you almost squeal in response to suguru, he gets so intense sometimes.
suguru is completely enchanted by your scent, the way your hole quivers and weeps for him he has to have a taste. keeping his eyes on you suguru takes the time to separate your folds with his fingers, he licks your swollen nub revelling in the way you gasp and twitch from the sensation, you feel so sensitive from the way his fingers had you shacking.
he then delves in, lapping and sucking on your bud making you writhe and moan from pleasure. the movement of his tongue has such an effect on your pussy, it's marvelling. he takes his time, really getting you sensitive, flattening his tongue on your clit and then straightening it to add pressure, circling perfectly around your bundle of nerves, it makes you gasp and arch your back so prettily
“fuck! sug-daddy aaaahhh” you release a raspy cry, gripping his hair and pulling him into you to, so you can grind on his face, which makes him moan into you, muffling a-
“fuck baby” into your wet pussy, he has to hold your hips down as you begin moving around too much for him to control, so he holds your thigh and places his other arm on your hip, pushing you down, so you stay fucking still for him to play with you properly. suguru brings his tongue down to your leaking hole, thrusting his pointed tongue into your pussy making you mewl and cover your mouth to stop yourself from squealing.
the way you’re panting and moaning, suguru can tell you're going dumb for him, aching to cum all over him. he takes his mouth off of you as your moans get higher. you whine from the absence of his tongue on your needy pussy but he makes up for it by spitting on her, letting his spit slide onto your sensitive cunt. the way his spit glistens and slides down your pussy, he pushes it back into your hole, thrusting his fingers and spit back into you. you react by clutching your thighs together from the sensitivity which makes suguru look at you sharply.
“open.”
you whine, separating your thighs, so he can dip his head back down onto your clit which makes you shudder, bucking your hips into his face. he continues thrusting his fingers into you while his tongue plays and toys with your sore little clit. you can feel everything, it's all so much, your eyes roll back as your mouth hangs open letting out a broken moan while you tug at suguru’s hair.
the way his fingers scissor your folds open, cunt drooling and sucking him in greedily, while he laps and lightly nips on your clit letting his spit drool on you, just for him to suck on your juices. he eats so sloppily it has your eyes watering.
“s’good sug—so fuckin’ good,” hips grinding into the movement of his lengthy fingers, chasing that ecstasy knotting in the pits of your stomach, you’re so close you start seeing white, suguru knows you’re about to cum from the way your fingers tangle and tug at his hair, struggling to either push him closer or away from you. his dark piercing gaze never leaves your face.
“daddy m’gonna cum! shit hah aa sug please lemme cum oh please” you sob, which makes suguru groan into your pussy. feeling the way your hole clenches around his fingers, leaking out so much wetness. the way your hard clit throbs for him, your juices covering, adorning his beautiful face, he looks so pussy drunk. the only thing on his mind is making you cum all over him.
“mmm baby, you gonna cum for me.. that’s my good fucking girl” he says pumping his fingers into you while moving his other hand to circle your clit in tight circles, so he can talk you through your orgasm.
“oh fuck daddy! oh my godnngh” your hands immediately grip suguru’s hands as you squeal and moan wantonly. your body arches and bucks as you dig your nails into him leaving little crescents on his skin. your vision dots, as your body tenses, lips parting into a silent scream as your release flies through you, wetting the tattoo bed. suguru watches your cream flow beneath you, all over his mouth. he pushes your juices back into your leaking hole, drooling at the way your hole squelches.
“there’s my good girl, oh you did so good baby mmmm” he praises lapping at your excess juices spilling down, you’re so fucking sensitive it hurts
“sug-ahh it hurts, fuckk” you whine, purring up at him as you watch suguru’s desire envelop you, you can tell he’s not done with you, but you doubt you could even take anymore.
suguru slithers up to you, kissing and licking up your boobs, making you squirm. when he reaches you he holds your face so gently, mere inches away from you.
“you forgive me baby?” suguru whispers gently stroking his nose against yours, almost purring against you like a cat “mmmm?” he purrs stroking the side of your face and caressing your limp exhausted body. you feel so warm against him, so lewd and yet so protected.
“i forgive you, you’re such an asshole” you giggle feeling a little shy again, only suguru was able to make you shy, and flush so easily. suguru whispers back a thank you and captures your lips into a searing kiss, melting you both together so passionately. you clutch onto the nape of his neck and run your fingers through his hair, earning you a moan, as suguru’s tongue dances with yours sensually. he grips your hips, pulling you against him. you can feel his bulge pulsing for you-
“suguru, aye we’re back! and u’ve got another appointment waiting!” you both hear from downstairs at the reception, shoko calling out to suguru followed by gojo following suit making a ruckus, throwing a tantrum about his arm
“dudeee, where tf r u? i coulda died!” gojo shouts out. you can hear him coming up the stairs to suguru’s office
“mmm fuck suguru, they’re coming up” you gasp up to suguru who still refuses to take notice of them. he smirks, choosing to still feel all up on you
“mmmm don’t care c’mere” suguru states, you roll your eyes
“suguruuu c’mon” you smirk, pushing against him
“ugghh for fucksake” suguru huffs moving off of you, taking your hand and pulling you up to him making you yelp with excitement. you both come to your senses though when you hear gojo’s footsteps up the stairs getting close, both of you scrambling to put your dress back on and get you both presentable.
suguru then holds your chin, so you both look at each other
“what?” you nervously laugh at his intense look
“let me take you out yn? i’ve missed you so much baby” suguru pleads while stroking the side of your cheek with his thumb
“mmmm i dunno sug, dependdss on where you’re gonna take me” you smirk up at him
“let me worry about that baby, i wanna treat you, try and make it up to you” suguru implores and then kisses your forehead just as gojo barges in-
“sUgUruUuu!!”
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#geto suguru#geto x reader#suguru smut#jujitsu kaisen#black reader#jjk smut#jjk suguru#getou suguru x reader#jjk x reader#jjk x y/n#jjk fic#jjk#jjk geto#geto smut#suguru geto smut#geto suguru smut#suguru x reader#suguru x you#suguru x y/n#masochist sub#soft sadist#tattoo artist suguru#daddy geto#jjk angst#angst with a happy ending#light angst#geto#daddy k!nk
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Hii!! Welcome to this side of tumblr!! Always good to see new spiderverse writers :)
Could we maybe get a GN Hobie with a high energy and supportive punk/alt s/o with lots of piercings+ tats who don’t know that he’s spider punk? Like “HOLY SHIT HOBIE YOU WON’T BELIEVE WHAT SPIDERPUNK DID TODAY LOOK AT THE NEWS DUDE IS SO COOL” and Hobie’s just like ….yah.
Tysm!! Have a great day <3 <3
THANK U!!! everyone on here is so sweet <333 if hobie oocs urhrhh forgive me hes a confusing dude.... but i wrote both drabble and hcs :00
hobie brown with a high energy alt s/o
"hobie, hobie, hOBIE!"
you ran into your shared apartment, tossing your belongings into the floor carelessly in favor of dashing to the couch and throwing yourself there beside hobie, the widest grin on your face.
"(name)," he greeted with a nod, used to your loud entrances and also far too tired to return the enthusiasm for some unknown reason.
"oh my god, you'd never believe who i saw today, live!"
that smile got impossibly wider, shuffling off your heavy jacket, all the tattoos decorating your arms in full show, scooting close beside him, him taking the hint and casually draping an arm over your shoulders and pulling you closer.
"guess!"
he looked up thoughtfully for a moment, his free hand tapping his chin, thinking, before his gaze returned to yours, shrugging.
"spider-punk!"
"spider-punk? the hero lad?"
"yesyes! who else? and you'd never believe what he did, holy-"
hobie couldn't help but smirk as you began your rant about what the spider hero did, making sure not to miss out on any little details so he'd know everything. of course, he already knew, being spider-punk himself and all.
"ah, you know what! it's probably on the news, turn on the telly-"
moments like these made his desire to tell you his secret grow.
- first off i think u guys meeting would be at one of his concerts and ur style and energy jst kinda entranced him
- would become quick friends, u going, practically jumping in ur spot as u ask him to sign ur autograph with the brightest grin ever
- ugrrhhh time passes and something starts but its not rlly like, "ok we're dating now" like verbally. its just like woah one day ur dating and its a mutual thing
- he loves how energetic and loud you are, how you're urself without caring about how other ppl around think of it
- very punk of you
- omg i think he'd def take his time to look at all ur tattoos and he is jst constantly admiring them <3
- same with ur piercings!!
- u guys probably share/steal each others clothes since u guys share the same cool ass style
- as spiderpunk he likes to wink or salute at you becuz u then go talk about it with him about it later all excited
- ur such a big spiderpunk fan u think hes so cool and hobie loves that
- hes spiderpunk. why wouldnt he
- sits there and listens to u talk about seeing spiderpunk act during protests or anymore events with a little smirk
- "omgomg bros literally so cool. i fucking love him!!11! he totally beat that other guys ass today"
- "oh, really?"
- he wants to tell u hes spiderpunk but knows the dangers of it + he prob wouldnt get these rants from you anymore
- u guys would go to protests together like him as hobie not spiderpunk lol
- always seeks u out during his concerts
- not that it even is that hard since ur in the front, jumping up and down and cheering sooo loud
- idk i hc he does his own piercings so i can jst imagine him doing urs for u
- tattoos on the other hand uhhhmm maybe depends
#hobie brown#across the spiderverse#spider-man: across the spider-verse#hobie brown x reader#spiderpunk x reader#spider punk#spiderpunk#hobie x reader#honestly hobies so bf#pavitrsgirl
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Ellie and the reader broke up like a week ago because of Ellie’s more toxic and possessive traits making the reader feel suffocated. Maybe they break up because of a big fight and Ellie gets mean or Ellie got seriously jealous over something very small. I just want to see Ellie be a wreck and wanting to cry every time she sees the reader, and then they reconnect and forgive each other. Like it was their first big fight in their relationship and first time they have to try to change for the better.
cw, just plot, and it’s just cute and sad rlly!
summary: ellie apologizes at a party for being too possessive and jealous…kinda happy ending?
this is kinda different from the stuff i have previously written, it’s just plot, which was kinda fun to write!!
if u enjoy like and reblog pls and thx!!! i love u.
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you and ellie had been broken up for a week, and though it was only seven days it felt like absolute hell. you had become so dependent on ellie, you ate together, you slept together, you showered together and now…you did all of those things by yourself. just within this week everything you did reminded you of ellie. the blanket on your couch that she hated because it was “scratchy”, and even your bed smelled like her.
you hadn’t left the house within the week, dina had been bringing you some food and her company. as dina brought you dinner last night she mentioned a party, and offered you an invite. you used to love parties, and so did ellie. well, she loved the being there with you. a sinking feeling washes over you as you remember the last party you went to. ellie had gotten jealous over some bartender that was serving you, giving you free drinks. it seemed like you couldn’t do anything without ellie thinking about it suggestively.
you get free drinks? you were flirting. you get a compliment? ellie wanted to kick their teeth in. someone touches you? ellie wanted to rip their fucking hands off. it all felt too much, like you couldn’t do anything. it was suffocating.
she made you two leave early, even though you were having fun. you had never seen her so pissed, and you tried and tried to comfort her. tell her you only think of her, but she wasn’t buying it.
ellie knew she had an issue with jealousy and possession, but when it came to you she couldn’t care less if she had a problem. and that in it self was the problem. that fight in her truck was the last straw for both of you. it was over.
part of you wanted to sit and rot on your couch, because that was comfortable. another part of you knew to get over this breakup was to get out of your comfort zone. hell, who knows maybe you’ll meet someone.
as you walk through the door to the party dina pulls you close, arm around your shoulder. “ellie might be here…but you don’t have to talk to her if you’re not ready.” she whispers into your ear over the music.
your heart beats faster at the possibility of seeing ellie, were you ready? was this the right choice? was she ready to talk about it? all of those questions suddenly felt small and insignificant as you laid eyes on ellie. skinny jeans and her flannel hiked up around her elbows. her tattoo on display as she took a hit from the joint in between her fingers. her gaze connected with yours and look passed between you two. you shook the feeling and followed dina to the other side of the house.
about ten or more shots in, you’re dancing with dina. dina grabbing your hips and moving with them. you laughed and sang along to the song. dina whispered something in your ear about grabbing a drink but you were too caught up in dancing to really care what she said.
hands grabbed your hips from behind, pulling you to theirs. “i’ve been wanting to talk to you all night.” you hear the familiar voice hit your ears. her warm breath fanning your neck sent a chill of relief down your spine. even when you two weren’t technically together, she was comforting. “ellie,” you sigh softly and she rests her head on your shoulder as you two dance back and forth.
“i missed you.” she mumbles and you nod your head. “i’ve missed you too but we need a break,” you turn to face her and she keeps her hands laced around your waist. when you see her it’s like everything felt okay for a second, just for a moment it was like nothing had happened between you two. “i know i messed up, okay? i know i…i know i get really jealous and it’s a problem.” she rushes out and you listen quietly. “and i’m so sorry i ruined your night, i just…i can’t stand to see you with anyone else. this can’t be it between us, right?” you can hear the pain in her voice, and the slight redness under her eyes.
she’d been crying, and so had you. you didn’t know what to say. you didn’t want this to be over, it couldn’t be over. you purse your lips and look at her, “ellie, i can’t be with someone who overthinks everything i do. i can’t live like that. how would you feel if i said you were flirting with someone who was very clearly one sidedly flirting with you? i would never do that to you, and it hurts that you think i would.” you speak passionately and the corners of her lips quirk into a frown.
“i’d hate it. and i don’t think you’d cheat on me…i just don’t think i deserve you. you’re so good and i’m not. everybody would be lucky to have you in their life, and i guess i’m just selfish because i want to keep you all to myself.” she admits and your hands find the sides of her neck, your thumb running back and forth over her neck. “els, you are so good. you’re a good person. i want to keep you all to myself but i know when to be jealous or not.” you sigh and she nods her head. “i know, and im working on that. im going to be better for you, because i want you. i’ll do whatever it takes, okay?” you nod your head and pull her in.
you lay a soft kiss on her head, “i still love you, idiot.” you hum softly and she laughs. “oh i know you do, duh.”
this wasn’t a complete win, but you were getting there
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to be continued…?
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“You’re beautiful just the way you are”
Summary: Y/N struggles with body dysmorphia, and as her and mattstart getting ready to have sex for the first time, she freaks and things he won’t like the way she looks
Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Sex, Body Dysmorphia, Crying, Angsty, , Locals DNI or do i dont rlly care
AN: This is my first smut so pls lmk wht you think. also this is js kinda what my body dysmorphia is like when it comes to sexual interactions sorry if this isn’t relatable for you 
Y/Ns POV
I was excited to have sex with Matt for the first time, we’d been dating for 6 months and I wanted this moment to be special for both of us
Things were getting heated, as I was sitting on Matt’s lap, as we harshly made out, full of clashing teeth, lip biting, etc.
Matt pushes me down onto my back, as he lifts up my shirt, abt to see my body, my mind immediately starts to overthink and I keep telling myself he’s going to hate how I look
I immediately pull my shirt down, pushing Matt off of me, and sliding down from the bed to the floor, tears welling up into my eyes
“Baby.” Matt says joining me onto the floor “Are you ok, did I hurt you?” He questions, worried as if he did something wrong.
“No.” I say “It’s just I-I hate my body, and I feel like you’ll s-see me how I see myself. I try to say out of chocked sobs
“Hey, love, look at me” Matt says bringing me to face him, wiping the tears falling down my face
“You’re beautiful just the way you are, and I love you. I don’t give a fuck what your body looks like” Matt says
“Promise?” I ask
“I promise, beautiful” Matt says, before grabbing my jaw and placing his lips of mine
“Now, can we still have sex are do you want to stop?” Matt asks
“Yes of course we can” I say before sitting back on the bed before Matt pushes me onto my back, sitting on top of me.
He kisses my lips, softly, before it turns into another rough makeout.
“Feel how hard you make me” Matt whispers into my ear
Matt places his full-hard cock onto my thigh so I could feel how hard he was
Matt takes mine and his shirt off kissing all over my stomach
“God” Matt groans “You’re so beautiful.” He says before placing himself in between my thighs
“Can I take off your shorts and panties, beautiful?” He ask “Yes, please.
Matt wasted no time before he was taking off my shorts and panties, diving straight into my pussy. I moan as his tongue flicks my clit. My hands flying immediately to his hair grabbing it from the pleasure.
Matt, still sucking my clit decides to add three fingers into me. I moan loudly, not expecting it, but liking it bc it felt so good.
“Does it feel good baby?” Matt says. I just whimper hoping he took that has a yes. In which he did
“Matt-FUCK im going to cum” I moan out.
“Go ahead cum for me pretty girl.” Matt says taking his left arm with all the tattoos on it, to toy with my nipples making me moan.
I cum all over Matt’s face moaning loudly.
“God you taste so good” Matt groans
“Are you ready for me to fuck you?”Matt says “Yes please” I practically moan out
Matt laughs before removing all his clothes off. Matt goes to grab a condom from the drawer before I stop him
“You can cum inside me, im on the pill” I say. Matt just laughs before saying “Ok, love” Matt saying spitting into his hand, to lube himself up before he is back hovering above me, before shoving all 9 inches inside me.
I moan loudly, because he’s making me feel so full. “Tell me when to move, love.” Matt says
After a couple of seconds, I moan “You can move.”
Thats all Matt needed to hear before he was thrusting in and out of me, groaning into my ear, as I moan loudly.
“Baby you feel so good. I love you so much and your perfect body.” Matt groans out
“I love you too” I moan out. Before pulling Matt down for a hot makeout as he still thrust in and out of me.
The pleasure was so nice, and I was so surprised we hadn’t done this sooner.
After a few more minutes of Matt thrusting in and out of me I felt myself about to cum for the second time tonight.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum” I say clenching around Matt “ Me too. Go ahead. Cum for me, love” Matt groans
After a couple of seconds I’m cuming all over Matt’s cock.
A few more thrusts and Matt’s cuming inside me plopping next to me.
“That was amazing” I breath out coming down from my high.
“It really was.” Matt says
“ YN i just want you to know I love you so much, and I could careless what your body looks like.” Matt says
“Thank you baby, I love you too.” I say.
Matt puts my head on his chest before breathing out “I really do. I love you so much” Matt says
“ I know” I whisper before pecking his lips, and laying my head back onto his chest before I both fall asleep, in his arms
“How did I get so lucky” Matt says before falling asleep right after me
A/N: pls tell me if this was good bc I feel like this is terrible.
#matt sturniolo #chrissturniolo #nicolassturniolo #mattsturniolosmut #ynsmut
@daddyslilchickenfingers @sturnphilia @strniohoeee
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Every time I replay the mwii campaign I get so starstruck when I see Alejandro and Valeria talking to each other after her capture — their energy is so INTENSE.
(rlly rough Spanish warning, I only took a year of Spanish don't @ me, I ain't an expert!!!)
like fuuuuckk enemies to lovers is such a good trope, but the reversed lovers to enemies is such a better one because god their energy in every cutscene is so fucking spot on.
It's the way they taunt each other — when she first mentions how Alejandro was always a "wild one," and all he can do is crack a huge grin, like they're reminiscing on an old joke that none of the others know, like they can look back and laugh for a moment, even if they're both changed people now, fighting for completely different causes.
It's the way Alejandro uses "usted" instead of "tú" when he addresses her inside the holding crate, a symbol of respect and formality. After all she's done, after the betrayal, after he literally said himself: "you disgraced the army," Alejandro still addressed her as if he still held the tiniest sliver of respect for the woman he once knew like the back of his hand. The one he took up arms beside, nearly falling asleep leaning on each other's sore shoulders during a night watch. The one he fell into drunken giggles with on the nights when they'd crash the local bars, warm and gasping for breath beneath the thick air of cigarette smoke. The one he'd hold in his strong arms — no matter how much she protested him to get the fuck off of her — until she sighed, giving up her fight and allowing him to bury his face in the crook of her neck. She never really wanted to win anyway.
I just know that these two had unspoken love for each other that was only plainly obvious through the way they interacted in their youth — through words alone, you'd never be able to tell. When Rudy and Alé would sneak out of the school gate, darting for the steep cliffs, guess who was sprinting right behind them to catch up, screeching: "Wait the fuck up for me, cabrónes!" She'd swear that the jagged rocks didn't scare her, that nothing scared her, yet she'd grip Alé's hand so tightly when crossing them that her fingernails would leave crescent moons in his palm. His pulse and the fact that his hands were always warm calmed her nerves somehow; made her feel as if she could lose balance and somehow float to heaven instead of falling to the pits of hell below.
When Valeria showed up at Alé's front doorstep with a tattoo stamped across her slender arm literally days after military selection —"When will you stop being a pussy and get one, eh?" —all he could do was drink up every inch of her; from the fresh ink, to her lively black eyes, to her thick, long hair, always braided and ready for action. For war. Her plush lips smelled like grape lipgloss from miles away, making him dizzy with want, with need. Before either of them knew what was happening, Alé's hands were gripping either side of her face as he kissed her, intoxicated by her taste. When he thought that she would kick him away, she leaned further in, moaning into his mouth. The vibration sent shivers down his spine. In the middle of the bustling street, right outside from where Alé's strict traditional mother was watching the news in their tiny living room, they gasped for breath, nipping at each others eager lips.
Valeria pulled away first: "Alright, enough of that, vete a la mierda," but from the way she was panting, licking the blood clean off of her bruised lip, pupils suddenly dilated with lust, he knew she wanted more. The artificial grape taste lingered on Alejandro's swollen lips, and he stifled a laugh, running a hand through his hair.
"Sorry for grabbing you like that."
Valeria cocked her head, her stupidly attractive gaze locking him in place as she leaned in for another hungry kiss: "I'm not."
Nothing was ever the same again.
All those little fragments of their love made up the reason why it cut Alejandro all that much deeper when a figure emerged from the dust of their final battle together — not his comrade, not his unspoken girlfriend, but a whole new person entirely, as if Valeria had shed her old skin for something cloaked in much more evil. Her beautiful braids were chopped unevenly to her shoulders, face contorted into a taunting snarl. Alejandro's world crumbled around him the moment she shot her gun in his direction intentionally, missing the target by only a few Inches. She Claimed it was just good business, this is what she had to do. Restlessness, impulsivity, the qualities that had made his stomach turn with lust now made it flip with disgust.
All those little fragments of their love made up the reason why he faltered inside El Sin Nombre's mansion with Soap— hurled once again into the past it took him years to leave behind. A familiar grape scent traveled through his nose, phantom bruises and touches sweeping over his body. Those soft lips, those eyes, that passion inside of her...
Alejandro loved her. Alejandro resented her.
And Valeria was all the same.
GODDD PLEASE I LOVE THEM
#CRYING#screaming#cod#call of duty#call of duty modern warfare#cod mwii#cod mw2#valeria garza#alejandro vargas#rudy parra#rodolfo parra#el sin nombre#task force 141#johnny soap mactavish#captain john price#kyle gaz garrick#simon ghost riley#lovers to enemies#lovers to strangers
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Hi! You asked for an ask and I’m always down to ask so…do you have any headcanons about Mickey’s time in Mexico?
wow you managed to ask me about the only thing of this show that i HAVENT rlly thought about so hats off to you
uhhhh okay first, PRE-MEXICO. i think mickey broke out in the first place because he knew ian wasnt gonna wait for him. i think if ian didnt break up with him and dedicated himself to being a prison boyfriend (?) mickey wouldve stayed in. (i also think he wouldve found a skeevy defense lawyer who owes the milkoviches some debts and appealed his conviction bc lets be honest its total bullshit that he got locked away just based off sammi's unreliable testimony. like where the fuck was debby to lie under oath and say mickey was with her the whole time and she saw sammi take more pills than usual and go outside to move things. sorry im losing the plot this is NOT the time to discuss my s6 rewrite.) mikey haf absolutely no reason to stay in prison, stay in chicago, so i think after nearly 2 years of no visits from ian he just gave the fuck up. why not try to escape? hes smart, he can conjure up a decent plan, right? worst case scenario he goes back to prison, which didnt really fucking matter to him bc he was in prison anyway and he just. didnt care anymore.
so, he broke out and contacted ian ina last-ditch effort to get the love of his life back. he knew ian wasnt gonna wait for him, but at the docks hes obviously still shocked to hear ian moved on fast enough to have a boyfriend already. then ian agreed to go to mexico and mickey was SO READY to start LIVING HIS LIFE. he thought that would be IT. him and his lover in mexico at the beach, getting away from all the bad memories of chicago and having a place to START OVER!!! then ian changed his mind last minute and mickey was fucking CRUSHED. AGAIN. and all of a sudden now hes in mexico alone and all his previous plans went out the fucking window because he totally didnt spend the past few days rearranging his plans to revolve around ian being with him.
i dont really think a lot about mickey's time in mexico. i think he was sad. i think he was angry. i think he just did what he could to stay alive and try to move on but he never really didnt. i think he kept his head low and did his job in the cartel and tried to learn spanish but it was too fucking hard so he gave up on that pretty quickly and attached himself to the multilingual members of the gang. i definitely dont think he had a boyfriend. im sure he fucked around with other guys, but i also think he spent more time laying in his shitty apartment that he shared with like 4 other guys trying not to cry too loud thinking about what could have been.
i also dont think he worked for el chapo lmfao sorry to anyone who thinks that but the timeline doesnt even line up. and if he somehow did have a part in taking down el chapo he wouldve been put in witness protection. he probably wouldve gotten killed anyway tho
my dumb ass didnt realize he got a new tattoo until like deep into s10 and i gaslit myself into thinking it was always there LMFAO but i love that he got another tattoo there. i like to think this one was with a clean needle. i dont think this happened in canon, but MY mickey wouldve gotten a tongue piercing! perhaps other ones too. a couple other tattoos, a cartilage piercing, an eyebrow, his nipples. idk. just to change his appearance more. yeah. thats. the only reason.
anyway i think he got back into the US by working with an undercover cop and being a part of a pre-planned drug bust that included him being "arrested" and making it seem like he got extradited to the US only for being wanted. if he wouldve just waltzed into a precinct and said "hey i got dirt on this cartel" his as wouldve been killed so quickly. it needed to be a lot more covert so the other members didnt catch on and get rid of him. i do think eventually they probably figured out he was the anonymous witness whose interviewed were used in trial, which is why when he gets released in s10 the CO tells him the cartel is looking for him. sorry im going all Law & Order here talking about a s6 trial and now a trial against the cartel i need to stop
#if hea trying not to get tracked down he should probably get that tattoo covered up#i could go into my post-s11 headcanon of everyone needing to fake his death kinda like s1 frank but More. but i shant. i have to go to work#long post#wall of text#sorry yall but i dont want this to be under a readmore i want it to be all There!!#gallavich meta#shameless meta#shameless#asks#mickeysgaymom#will retead and edit if needed once i get to work and have a mfing break#ok to rb obviously#gallavichmeta
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Updates:
TUMMY HURT which is no surprise after literally 36 hrs of near constant panic attacks and barely being able to eat. Pf last night was maybe the first not crying I'd done all day INCLDUING literally having a meltdown AT CHURCH where I had to hide in the bathroom woooo
Pf was great. A delight. As always. Perfect no notes I wanna go to a fey rave and get a magic cat and also maybe the god of chaos and nature is shipping this nerd gf/jock gf wizard relationship
Related to panic. Trying not to think abt tattoo shock and commitment issues and whether I fucked up by doing smthn that I wanted deeply but didn't turn out perfectly and I'm DISTRESSED and STUPID and I'm gonna stop talking before I send myself into another spiral. I told myself I have to leave it a few weeks to heal and settle before I can even think about having changes made & 6-8 months before I can decide if I truly hate it or it's an manifestation of my anxiety about risk taking and things being less than 100% perfect. But. I'm still not convinced I like the way it turned out. And somehow this feels (irrationally) like a life ruining decision + moral failure. And I really have to stop before I spiral again
The weather is killing me I am so miserable and sleepy
Got an interview for that job except it's mid December and AN ALL DAY AFFAIR and I am stupid and shy and apparently an idiot how am I supposed to do this I'll have to miss my current job to go to this fancy thing and I'm too dumb for this I am good at my job but extremely bad at social cues interviewing in a very formal environment
Have I mentioned the 3 week long headache
At least my current work is somewhat interesting?? I'm actually getting to do shit I like for once??? In my field???
My immune system is shot to hell as is and I'm supposed to get my flu AND covid boosters this week and rlly I am going to beg my boss to wfh the day after BC I'm going to be running a low grade fever no question about it
finished my hote reread and so it's off to atfots but I am SO nervous and worried (also read the feonie short story for the first time and screaming at the fact that everyone in the royal household can see that kip and fitzroy are in love except the two idiots themselves. Slow burn to the max. Also Victoria Goddard delivering on my fave kind of hard to define relationship that is deeply romantic and intimate and yet completely chaste and yet it's the MOST important thing in the world to each other. I'm. Going to throw myself into the sun. Pun intended)
Need to transform my artistic impulse into smthn tangible BC apparently all I do is make bad decisions that I hate and hate myself for and it's just ahhhhh
Snk finished and I still can't bring myself to go past erwins death I'm. I'm.
Also on the last chapter of mzds and I'm UNWELL abt that as well
Also I'm out of granola and was too much of a mess this weekend to make more and now my morning routine off. Not to be kuzco but actually if my groove is thrown off I May Perish
#the duality of fran#i rlly just needed to type that all out to feel better#now I will go have lunch#and get back to work#some of the editing im doing this afternoon is mindless enough to listen to qt ebook while i work#uhhhhhhhhhhhh???? im just. YEAH
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hiii i recently finished reading sunset like survival (it was so so so fucking good. epic. amazing. is living in the most inner part of my ribs being cradled gently !!!!!!) and i was v bewitched and fascinated by how u handled andrew choking kevin and the consequences in each subsequent loop ! the guilt andrew felt and anger as well towards kevin for not like idk defending himself properly ? (sorry if that’s the wrong word) say no basically . the way kevin assumed their deal was broken bcs andrew hurt him and the betrayal suffocating him GOD ,,,,,,, and how they grew from it just wow wow wow laying at the bottom of ur feet looking up at u in wonder rn !!!!! i could FEEL the choking incident hovering above the two of them like a cloud and to see it resolved in a way that didn’t quite erase it entirely but allowed them to perhaps move on from it ? truly stunning ,,,,
did u have any specific thoughts on why u chose it to be a major focal point during the loop, ur thoughts on how it was handled in canon ( the way it was moved on from ? treated humorously) and anything else rlly that comes to mind ? also i love all ur writing sm <3 the way i’m able to immerse myself in ur fics and see the way u breathe life into these characters is beautiful. truly. ily 💖
ah! first of all thank you so much for not only reading s,ls, but also for loving it as much as you did! it's always such an honour that people took time to experience the gender-crisis fuelled monstrosity that is timeloop au even two years out.
to answer your two questions: (under a cut bcs she's LONG)
i don't like how it's handled in canon, and while i accept it and love to see other people's takes on it (how it is/isn't in character, that it proves/detracts from kevins role), i personally think it's out of character for andrew and is a point of no return for the kandreil dynamic that i love.
the baltimore scenes are the inherent breakdown of the kandreil dynamic; by the end of tkm, it's wildly different to how it was at the start of the novel and not in a way that serves kevin's character well (or even andrew, really). with andrew and kevin's deal percived to be broken and all neil's secrets out in the open, there's no need for kevin to be a part of that dynamic when it comes to the character-driven plot, only the moriyama narrative. andreil become the most prevalent dynamic, and kevin is detatched — shut out, really, right before the apex of his character arc. neil and andrew base their following opinions of him based on his choices during baltimore and give him little further choices.
during/following the choking incident, as seen in kevin and andrew's tiff on the court a few chapters later, andrew wants kevin to prove that he can stand up for himself without andrew's help — maybe to justify breaking the deal off on his end, or out of frustration with kevin. what he doesn't understand is that kevin has a formal relationship with violence, especially as a punishment. he won't — he was groomed not to. that ultimately leaves them at an impasse until kevin gets his tattoo, part of his character narrative that neil and andrew for once are not there to witness because they've excluded him from their inner dynamic by this point in the plot.
so why did i posit it as a major focal point in the loop?
first of all, i'd already decided to set it in the baltimore 'arc', and within that for kandreil in canon there are two key events that influence the rest of the plot, and in my mind the loop happens because these two events are so out of character for the universe that they warp reality. and those two events are:
neil dying (kidnapping)
andrew choking kevin
ergo — both of these things need to be fixed to fix the loop. the loop in my opinion does actually help facilitate that second one, because for kevin and andrew to help neil they cannot be at odds. kevin and andrew's pov's are first because they cannot fix neil's problem without first fixing their own, and that has always been the one of equal standing between them.
andrew wants kevin to stand up for himself and kevin wants to not be afraid. similar things but different at the core of them. the loop forces them into close proximity — kevin is always near andrew's hands and andrew is always near the reminder that he hurt someone who did not deserve it. bridging that is a way of andrew learning that he can relearn trust, and kevin learning he doesn't have to forgive to stop fearing something.
also the loop allows andrew to see that kevin wasn't withholding information because he doesn't care about neil — he was withholding it because he cares about neil. kevin sees that andrew hurt him not because he doesn't care about kevin, but because he was so blinded by fear for neil. it puts them eye to eye and forces them to put things out in the open at a pace that suits them, with a static environment they can't escape. i don't like the choking scene — but it lends well to forcing andrew and kevin to air all their other grievances alongside it.
i hope this all makes sense!!!!!! again thank you thank you thank you for reading it and loving it and engaging in it so fervently! s,ls is a fever dream of a fic but i do dearly adore it and im so glad someone wanted to hear me character dump for a few hundred words about it <333 get off anon so i can kiss you on the lips
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Hey Joooo (: how are you today? Do you feel like answering some questions about I&M?
Headcanon challenge:
1. Besides “Mick” and “Mickey”, what’s Ian nickname for Mickey? From all the nicknames Mickey calls him , what’s Ian’s favorite?
2. What’s the story behind Mickey’s knuckle tattoos? (When / how / by who) When Ian gets a tattoo for Mickey, what is it / on what occasion?
3. Random turn-on for Mickey and a random turn-on for Ian? (Bonus: something that really shouldn’t be a turn on but is)
4. What’s their Instagram @ ? When did they start following each other?
5. If they get a pet, is it a dog (who walks it more often?) or a cat (who cuddles with it more often) ?
Hiiiiiiiii Anon xx
It’s been two weeks since you sent me this but 🤪🤪🤪 I’m feelin alright. Hope you are having a great day! Sooooo—
1. Ian likes to call Mickey tough guy or sometimes baby when he’s feeling rlly excited or emotional.
As for nicknames Mickey uses on him, he generally adores Red the most. But there’s one, sunshine, that always hits a different spot.
Yeah he knows that Mickey’s calling him sunshine the same way as he would call him things like kid or buddy, joking and teasing. But ever since his diagnose, he knows that ppl sometimes see him as a burden (including his family, let’s admit it), while Mickey never ever does that.
It’s not like Mickey that he needs Mickey to be all lovey dovey calling him beautiful sunshine honey boo-boo, but when Mickey calls him sunshine he sometimes feels extremely loved and wanted and special. Maybe it’s cuz he has red hair that resembles the color of afternoon sunshine too.
2. I love a cocky and tough Mickey but I don’t think Mickey got them purely based on his own decisions. He wanted them- he knew he would have some cuz Iggy and Terry had similar knuckles tattoos. He chose the phrase (fuck u-up) by himself but he was not old enough (maybe just between 13-15) to think through it when Terry randomly decided to take him to a friend’s place to get the “family tradition” done. And he certainly didn’t know shit’s gonna hurt so bad until it happened.
Anyways, all pain (maybe even some hidden tears) would eventually be forgotten. The tattoos are hot and badass, and has become part of Mickey’s identity ofc.
Ian got his first Mickey-exclusive tattoo when he was drunk—not wasted, just a little too tipsy cuz he was on his meds. He was with Sandy and Tammi and Carl, planning another surprise Anniversary party. And all of a sudden they dared him to get a tattoo for Mickey as part of the surprise.
They went straight to the nearest tattoo shop. Mickey got his on his chest. He just gotta be more creative than that so he asked for one on his front hip. It was a little bunch of blue stargazer lilies. Everybody cheered and whistled when Ian said that Mickey would be at eye level to that tattoo a lot.
3. Mickey gets turned on when Ian wears sports jersey. He wasn’t there at Ian’s welcome party, where Ian wore a basketball jersey, but Tammi sent him photos so he found out. Before he knew it he already had his hands in his pants and it has become a turn-on for him ever since.
Ian gets turned on when Mickey holds oversized items?? Like a huuuuuge Super Big Gulp cup or a giiiiant popcorn bucket in Mickey’s freakishly-small tattooed hand rlly turns him on??? It kinda reminds him of his cock in Mickey’s hand??? (Does this mean that Ian thinks he has a larger-than-average cock? Yes, absolutely.)
And Ian gets secretly turned on sometimes when Mickey yells at ppl or threatens to rip somebody’s head off. Mickey gets secretly turned on by… Ian’s big foot. It’s not like that he shouldn’t but he hasn’t found a way to play it cool yet so he’s still hiding it.
4. Mickey’s called SouthsideKing and Ian’s called Ian_galla_m (I’m sry I’m bad at social media names and I think Ian is like that too 🫢🫢🫢). They started following each other when they were teenagers, around the time they took their first selfie together, but Mickey never posted anything back then. He never rlly got the motivation to share any shit, at least not until he got back from Mexico and got out of prison for good and got married with Ian.
5. Ok let’s say they have got both a dog and a cat cuz why not?? Ian walks the dog more often cuz he’d take him with him on his morning run. Mickey cuddles with both of them more often but he wouldn’t admit it. (Jesus I was just chilling here and they HAD to snuggle onto my laps together. What can I do? NOT let ‘em?!) Ian would buy them little customers and take lots of photos, which he shares frequently in their family group chat and on social medias. Mickey would make their cat vests with the sleeves he cut off from his shirts. (He wants to make some for the dog too but he’s too big for those sleeves.)
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Hiiiii I don't typically write for Oli Sykes however Kool aid has adjusted my brain chemistry and I have to put these thoughts out there lmao
I offer: cult leader Oli x a gullible, malleable reader who doesn't know any better than to follow him <3
*NSFW below the cut, MDNI*
cw: triggering themes possibly, cult ideology, toxic Oli, manipulation, corruption, dubcon, spanking, general torment lmao, edging, oral, raw sex, dacryphilia, hair pulling, throat fucking, coercion, guilt tripping, thigh riding, nipple play, light bondage, there may be more but this is already rlly long.
♡ he's fucking horrible, and he knows it. But you don't.
♡ he couldn't help himself but to drag you in, you were just so fucking easy. All you needed to hear was someone was "there for you" and you were in. Oli had hundreds if not thousands of followers by now as well but he never treated any of them like he treats you.
♡ you'll follow everything he says on a whim and if you question him, he'll pull you close, hold your hands, run his fingers through your hair, say "when have I ever been wrong?", kiss your forehead and send you on your way. When it comes to the more toxic sexual side of the "favors" you perform for him, he defends himself saying you're supposed to follow his order without question, he's always right, do you not trust him?
♡ everyone's used to seeing you at his side by now and you always get the most pitiful looks from people. They see someone being manipulated that's too dumb to realize and fight it but you're confused, Oli would never hurt you, why do people keep saying be careful? When you bring this up to him, he just tugs you in his lap and trails kisses up your neck and jaw while stroking your hair and telling you not to worry about it.
"They're just jealous I spend so much time with you, love. Stop thinking."
♡ he's a massive sadist, and loves seeing you cry. He'll achieve it one way or another. Either fucking your throat until you're gagging around him and crying for him to be more gentle or fucking you to tears while he's pulling your hair to add to the sting. He fucking loves seeing his mark on you too, whether it's the hundreds of dark hickeys he drowns your soft skin in or the endless handprints littered over your body be it from spanking, slapping, choking, it doesn't matter. He wants to brand you.
♡ he's a cunt, and will humiliate you to tears then wipe them away while you're sitting on his cock. He knows if he breaks you down enough, he can build himself up as your savior. The only one you can trust, the only one you can crawl back to. You're so pliant for him it's almost funny to watch.
"Bad day, princess? C'mere. I'll make it better."
"You know I love you, right? I'm only harsh when I have to be."
"You always follow directions so well, love. I wanna reward you for that."
♡ at first you were really against anything sexual but he's coerced you. He'd plead for hours, claiming you must not trust him if you won't do what he wants. Do you not love him? He's done so much for you, given you a place to stay, given you affection, you're not gonna pay him back? Eventually you felt guilty and ended up folded in half under him nearly in tears while he fucked into you like he was trying to split you in half. He praises you so fucking heavily in the moment you can't help but enjoy it now. You crave that attention and affection so much it has you needy for him. He's trained you well.
♡ you're constantly crawling into his lap, kissing all over his neck and begging him to touch you nowadays. Of course, he "gives in". His big tattooed hands running all over your body, tugging your shirt off to play with your nipples while you grind yourself against his thigh and get all teary for him cause you wish he'd just stop teasing.
"So impatient. Haven't I taught you better? Or do you just need me that bad."
♡ he figured that'd be a good chance to teach you some extra manners and by teach you he means tying you up and leaving you on his bed with a vibrator pressed right against your clit indefinitely. No squirming is gonna help, if anything it'll make it worse. He'll sit on the edge of the bed near you and coo about how if you weren't so needy and impatient you would've gotten what you wanted without being overstimulated for hours. And he does in fact mean hours.
"I'll touch you when I feel like it, you don't need to be a whiny slut to get what you want. Could've just waited and you wouldn't be here right now."
"Aw, want it to stop? I'm not sure. I think you still haven't learned your lesson."
"Maybe if you keep begging in that pretty little voice, I'll turn it down."
♡ if you're being needy and he's in a mood. He'll give you what you're whining for, just not how you wanted. He'll fuck you with one of the seemingly endless toys he has for you and drag you through what feels like endless orgasms until you're pleading for a break.
"What? Wanna stop? You were so fucking needy before, where'd that attitude go?"
"So needy you don't even need my cock, you'll get off on whatever fills this pussy up. Right?"
♡ he has the biggest breeding kink as well. Loves the idea of carrying on his whole lineage and it's a bonus you'd look pretty all round with his babies. He never let's you off without pumping you completely full of his cum. Even then, once he pulls out he's gathering excess with his long fingers and fucking it back into your sensitive pussy so you don't waste any. If you do get pregnant, he's still planning on enjoying you, just maybe a tad more gently.
♡ god forbid one of the other cultists finds some interest in you. He'd notice eyes lingering on you just a little too long for his taste and it'd end with said cultist tied to a chair across the room while Oli plays with your pussy in front of him. He's shit talking and reminding the man you're spoken for, property of your leader, no one could possibly make you feel as good as he does. Oli makes sure you're moaning his name and whimpering about how good he feels and how much you love him just to get the point across. He'll make sure no other name sends a swarm of butterflies to your stomach like his ever again.
♡ he'd be lying if he said he didn't have *some* feelings for you, but he'd never show anything other than his prior torment. On rare occasions, when you're tucked against his chest dead asleep after he's fucked you in every position imaginable, he'll press kisses to your forehead and trace circles on your back while almost admiring you. He'd never let anyone else see him so unguarded but you're just so soft and malleable, so cute. He feels lucky to have found someone who's too soft to say anything out of line against him.
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Could I please get a stranger things matchup?
Im bisexual, I’m about 5’4.5, pretty curvy and kinda goth, i have incredibly shaggy shoulder length black hair with bangs, I have pretty big blue-grey eyes that are usually the first thing I get complimented on. I mainly wear all black all day every day but if I do wear a colour it’s usually green. I have two tattoos, a dragonfly on my stomach and two dog skulls right under my collar bones, and I have a septum piercing. I smoke cigarettes and occasionally weed but usually not that often. I listen to a lot of goth music and a little bit of metal and punk too. i love horror movies and anything spooky (I’m usually the friend people hide behind in haunted houses lol) I’ve been told people think I’m scary or “moody” before they speak to me but once they start talking to me they immediately think different. I’m a ball of energy most of the time, I love to make people laugh and have actually done a little bit of stand up comedy. I love writing and am currently working toward being a screenwriter, I really want to make teen dramas, horror movies and zombie movies. I love drawing as well, I was in theatre for a bit and sand at open mic nights regularly before the pandemic and after I guess I just never got back into it. I write angsty poetry about however I’m feeling at the moment. I’m an INFP personality type and a libra and have been told I’m great at articulating my emotions.
(Sorry if this is way too long I never know when to stop when I write these things)
hi thank you for your request!
STRANGER THINGS: eddie!
i feel like you and eddie give off the exact same vibe, seems scary but is actually rlly fucking dope. yeah, that's you guys and i think it's perfect. let me just start off by saying eddie would be obsessed with your tattoos, if y'all were laying down together he is 100% tracing the outlines of them. i think if we asked eddie his favorite thing about you it would be your humor. i feel like you would always be making eddie bend over in laughter and he would do the same to you. i don't know how good his jokes would actually be but i think it would be the way he says them or the situation that would make it so hilarious. he would definitely proofread your poems if you wanted him to or he would just read them for fun. y'alls dates probably consist of movie watching from the family video store, thanks to steve and robin. ok last thought but he would definitely ask you to draw him a tattoo, he wouldn't care what he would just want you to draw it for him. but yeah your relationship is like any other and will have hardship but it's based on laughter and fun which i think it really sweet and endearing
i hope you liked it, if you have any feedback feel free to send it in i love to hear what y'all think!
if you would like to request a ship head over to my blog they are open as of 6/23
#ships#stranger things request#stranger things fic#stranger things#stranger things ship#stranger things imagines#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson ship#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson
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thank you for tagging me rae @ice-sculptures !!!! <3
tea, coffee, or soda? is it cheating if i say all 3? at home i usually drink soda or energy drinks (yes ik my kidneys probably hate me) but if i'm out and about i get a shaken espresso or a lychee black tea!!! also a big big fan of iced matcha lattes
dogs or cats? i have 3 cats so. guess lol
can you play an instrument? not anymore but i took piano lessons from ages 6ish to 8ish (and was very bad) also very briefly played clarinet in middle school (and again was very bad)
what's your sun sign? libra
first song lyrics that pop into your head? i know i'm not around enough to make me worth the wait / it's like who wants to be close with someone who always goes away? / and even when they're here it's like / where's your fucking head at? / why's it take so long to text back? / you're so bad at loving people back / so here's a plaque for your wall / for the hall of fame of fucking off / when things get weird / because i can't handle that again / it's like that (the bridge of high definition has been stuck in my head all mf day)
do you have any tattoos? yes!! i have 6 that i gave myself stick-n-poke style (do not recommend although i do love mine) and 2 professional ones!! and hoping to start working on my tlou sleeve this year or next
favorite place you traveled? new york city!! i went in nov of 2021 to visit some friends and want to go back soooo bad
what's the last movie you watched? the whale
what languages do you speak? i only speak english fluently, but i can finger spell in asl
do you have any hobbies? does writing shitty notes app poetry count? also i've started getting into very basic/amateur film photography + collecting old cameras! i just got an old minolta a-2; it's not in working condition but it's super cool!! and i have a working canon ae-1 program!!!
you can hang out with one fictional character for an hour, who do you choose? joyce byers pls i need her to give me one of those hugs where she just. cradles ur head you know. i could rlly use that rn
compliment yourself: i write dialogue very well!!! it's definitely the strongest part of my writing and i feel like it sounds natural and is (usually) in character!!!
tagging (no pressure): @thefabulousfab-3 @the-paris-of-people @karennkaren & anyone who wants to do it!!!
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i’m so serious when i say that i just want chloe in me. not always in a horny way just… in my arms. in my skin. she’s so hot it literally ruins me. i just wanna kiss her so badly. when i get tattoos i guarantee one of the first ones i get will be a butterfly under my chest.
she’s so perfect and pretty. i’m literally in love with her. i have to shift soon i just have to. there’s so many things i have to say to her & do with her. i’ve never loved someone as much as i love her, and she’s not even real. this is what MD & autism does to u💔.
i want a gf so bad but not unless she looks like chloe & acts like her too. i’m so picky u guys don’t even know. it’s an actual problem. i’m manifesting my irl chloe & i know it’ll happen.
ik this may sound crazy to whoever’s reading but ik a couple who’s like the irl max & chloe & they met by manifesting each other during the same time. they have so many similarities and synchronicities it’s insane. one of my favs is how chloe got a moth tattoo the same day max wrote about moths in her journal, and they haven’t even met yet. they also crossed paths when they were visiting some place in europe at the same time before they even knew each other. it’s astonishing & if that can happen to them, that can happen to me. nothings too good to be true anymore. ik my chloe will come.
i’m hoping to meet her irl and not online, bc i’m so fucking touch deprived. i’m just scared of having a relationship irl cus i never had one. all real relationships 4 me were online. and i’m just nervous since i can’t hide behind a screen to be confident.
i remind myself a lot of max bc i’m so shy and awkward. but that’s not what i want to be. i want to be confident, seductive, pretty, mesmerizing, smart, all things rachel amber. but i’m faking it till i make it i guess. i bet that’s something rachel did.
i want my chloe to be a bad influence on me but very sincere. like doesn’t want me to get hurt or to get in trouble. who’s life can’t be more fucked up than it already is which makes her take the blame for me all the time. who cherishes me and looks at me like the last diamond in the world. i want my first time for everything to be with her. that way the moment would be special than it already is. i’d like to try edibles, maybe smoke one cigarette, drink beer or any other kind of alcohol, just be a teenager. i’m turning 16 in 6 days and i’m not even having a sweet 16 or anything like that. but i know my chloe would do something for me like go to some small connivence store to buy a cupcake or a small cake for me. she wouldn’t sing tho lmao
i want my chloe to just be someone i can laugh with all night. one of my biggest fears is running out of things to talk about and coming off as boring. but… since this chloe is my soulmate, ik that’ll never happen.
she wouldn’t do dates like doing out to diner. she’d simply just take me outside and look at the stars while eating some snacks or just hanging out in her room. quality time is better than anything.
she’d call me pretty pet names and nicknames with her deep voice. not extremely deep but not very feminine either. she could easily seduce me with it yk.
she’d of course have purple & blue ombré dyed hair. i want her to be rlly skinny and pale. so serious. preferably blue eyes but any color but brown or black is okay. ( yes i’m picky).
anyway, that’s it for now. maybe i’ll continue to edit this in the future
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honest truths about you
yeahhh
▶Ever been ashamed of your age?
yesss, oh my god
▶Your least favorite season & why?
honestly? fall bc its just. There ig
▶How many selfies do you take in a week?
IDK none i barely take selfies i hat emyself
▶Your most active social media site/app?
u... i only use discord, i use twt primarily to post art and toyhouse to store my ocs <3 theyre still precious to me after all these yrs
▶What's your favorite thing to do in Summer?
swimming... or have grills LOL IM SO BASIC
▶How about Winter?
honestly... sit in side warm w blankies :3
▶Do you prefer day time or night time?
um... NIGHT TIME i am nocturnal
▶Are you more of a follower or leader?
follower tbh, i do not like being leader..
▶If you could go on a date with anyone/anywhete, who would it be with and where?
hmm.. well my bf and i have been wanting to go swimming ;w;
▶Your personal opinions on marriage?
its a wonderful thing <3 although, if you dont wanna then you dont have to!
▶What card games do you like?
UHH.. idk... i like crazy eights
▶If you could have one super power what would it be?
the ability to have 3 more powers >:))
▶Are you against smoking?
no.... just dont rub it in my face 🙄
▶If you were given $1000 and had to spend it right now, what would you buy?
UH FUCK IDK... probably pay back the ppl i owe 💀💀
▶Would you rather live in an apartment or house?
apt i guess bc its moar safe... ;;
▶What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?
i hhate ice cream but if i had to Consume it id go w vanilla
▶If you had to color your hair an unnatural color, what color would it be?
if i was forced to... uhh i guess a pastel pink >< idk unnatural colours wouldnt suit me-
▶Describe your daily hairstyle.
AHH I have a messy mullet but like my bangs cover my eyes
▶What is your favorite emoji?
IDK the skull emoji is sso funny to me
▶When's the last time you went to the doctors?
idk... I forget
▶What do you drink in the morning?
A... water or juice
▶Have you ever questioned your sexuality?
yessS omg
▶Who was your first celeb crush?
I kind of forget its been so long? ha
▶What is a good birthday gift for you?
IDK... i love cute clothes or cute things like perfumes and stuff hehe also idloveitifmybfboughtmelingerie
▶Would you rather clean the dishes or take out the trash?
UHH... take out the trash honestly its not that hard
▶If you had to get a new tattoo right now, what would it be of?
AHGHHSDFKJJ I hate tattoos but id probably get permanent makeup or smth
▶When is your daily bed time?
IDK... i have been sleeping rlly late at 5 or 7 in the morning
▶What's your favorite thing about your job or school?
I. like that the final exams are just open book assesments instead its a lot. easier for my smooth brain
▶Name a place you do NOT want to go.
I DONT KNOW... in the ocean or deep in the forest
▶Is pregnancy and child birth beautiful to you or not really?
I dont KNOW!!! i guess its beuatiful but not the prcoess 💀 its so horrible
▶Are you comfortable to dance or sing in public?
No omg id have to be drunk off 8 cans of alc
▶Would you rather eat at home or go out to eat?
um.. eat at home bc i hate having strangers watching me eat
▶What do you personally think is the worst job to have on the planet?
I cant imagine being a plumber 💔💔
▶Do you trust dogs or cats more?
cats... they are Small.
▶Describe your favorite style of clothing, what stereotype do you fall into the best?
UHH... tiktok egirl smh
▶If you had to get cosmetic plastic surgery, what would you get done?
IDK... lipsuction
▶Does the description of your zodiac characteristics fit you well or not at all?
YES OH MY GODDD i am just me!
▶What is something you would never actually buy?
💀 idk
▶Lastly, share a quote you like.
i FORGOR
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