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fyodorloveclub · 13 hours
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make sure you order some yaoi stickers!
OH MY GOD UR SO RIGJT I FORGOT…….. i’ll get on that right away
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fyodorloveclub · 14 hours
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Ok thanks for explaining! So if you finish college you graduate with a bachelor’s degree?
yes! i’m so close to getting my bachelor’s i can taste it………..
tho something i do know is different is a lot of european bachelor programs are only 3 years whereas american ones are 4 years!
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fyodorloveclub · 15 hours
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APRIL 29TH
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✰ pairing: chuuya x fem reader
✰ cw: cheating, alcohol, drunk reader, vaginal sex, semi-public. 18+, minors DNI!
✰ notes: continuing my tradition of writing lil blurbs for my boy's birthdays but being such a horrible procrastinator its always posted like hours too late :) anyway this is a bit angsty! hope u enjoy. and everyone blow a birthday kiss for the birthday boy chuuya. based off high infidelity by taylor swift, bc it's too fucking perfect how could i not. lyrics in red :)
✰ wc: 900 words
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Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?
Chuuya’s birthday. The music was too loud, the room was too crowded, the drinks were too strong, but the grip he had on your waist was just right. He smirked as your hips swayed to the music and you giggled at nothing, throwing your arms around his neck. The two of you had never really spoken before, only brief conversations in passing - but right now his hand was drifting down past your hips, and you weren’t stopping it.
Your invitation to this party was very intentional. The sole reason Chuuya agreed to this whole bullshit celebration, anyway – if it were up to him, he’d be on his couch alone, shitfaced on a bottle of 1947 Château Lafite Rothschild and watching chick flicks no one else was allowed to know he enjoyed. But right now, Chuuya was stone cold sober. He needed to be of the soundest mind to obtain the only thing he wanted for his birthday: you.
He had to approach this situation very carefully, without a drop of alcohol in his system. Why? Because you had a boyfriend. But the candles had already been blown out, the birthday wish sent to the heavens – he couldn’t help what the universe put into place at this point. And he had touched himself too many times to the thought of you underneath him to give up now.
Do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?
Your head swam and body floated as you fell against Chuuya’s chest on the dance floor, the stuffy air and uncontrollable giggling making it hard to breathe. You pulled back so you could properly take in the man you were dancing with. The man who wasn’t your boyfriend. The man who wasn’t Dazai.
His red hair resembled fire, glowing from the blinding lights littered throughout the house, and his charming smile made your insides turn. He was a beautiful, beautiful man, one who had always caught your attention. You never let your gaze linger for too long, knowing Dazai was waiting at home for you.
But Chuuya’s most mesmerizing feature was his eyes. The flecks of gold hidden within the sea of blue resembled stars, and you found yourself webbing them together. To Chuuya, it just looked like you staring at him blankly, glossy-eyed and mouth slightly open.
“Whatcha lookin’ at, love?”
“I found the Taurus in your eyes,” you responded like it was the most obvious thing in the world, your smile lopsided.
Chuuya just chuckled and smoothly slid your drink out of your hands, figuring you had had enough for the night. Then he leaned in close to whisper something in your ear.
“Follow me, won’t you?”
He intertwined his fingers with yours before leading you out onto the secluded balcony he knew was attached to the second floor. The cool night air that hit your face was sobering, but not enough to resist the way Chuuya backed you against the rail. The metal dug into your back as he pressed his lips against yours, tangling his slender fingers into your hair. It was bad how easily you melted into the kiss, how little of a fight you put up against this man kissing you who wasn’t Dazai, but somehow, you couldn’t find it in you to care. Not with how electrifying his touch felt against your skin.
The moon was nothing but a sliver that night, the only light illuminating your sins coming from the stars above. But somehow, that felt right.
Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?
“Bet he never fucks you this good, huh?” Chuuya groaned into your ear, voice deep and raspy.
You could only moan in response, your grip on the cold railing tightening as he takes you from the back. Your dress had been pulled up and panties tugged to the ground to allow for his cock to bully its way into your all too welcoming cunt. Silent prayers and wishes for forgiveness left your lips as he pushed past your tight ring of muscle, but soon were forgotten as he bottomed out.
The music and chaos of the party below you were barely audible anymore, drowned out by the sounds of skin on skin, and the feeling of Chuuya’s cock rubbing against your sweet spot again and again. He had one hand on the railing for leverage, the other leaving bruises on your hip as he pounded into you.
“Please, more,” you found yourself whining, saliva gathering at the corners of your lips. Chuuya smirked.
“Of course, baby.”
Soon his hand was underneath your knee to hike your leg up, allowing for him to fuck you at an even better angle, and you were putty in his hands. Chuuya was almost holding you up at this point, so overwhelmed and so full your body was about to give out.
All too soon you were left empty, save for the sticky white that trickled down your inner thighs and onto the hardwood of the balcony. Chuuya squatted down to help you pull up your underwear and adjust your dress, before trapping you against the metal rail once more, arms closing around you and teeth finding your earlobe.
“Come home with me, darling.”
I didn’t know you were keeping count.
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fyodorloveclub · 15 hours
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ (29/04) Happy Birthday, Nakahara Chuuya! ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
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fyodorloveclub · 16 hours
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What is the difference between college and university? Does “studying” mean going to college and then you’re done, or does university come after, or is it an alternative..? Where I’m from there’s only unis, we don’t have colleges.
so most post high school schools in the US are actually universities, either called university of ____ or ___ university. the term college refers to the smaller schools within the university, like the college of science or the college of engineering. so you go to ___ university and you’re in the college of liberal arts.
but as actual terms used by people, college and university are the same thing. like i say i go to college but my school is actually a university. its just what we call it lmao
there are some schools that are actually just colleges, because they don’t have individual schools within them. so those are literally just colleges not universities
and yea saying you “study” somewhere just means you go to school there
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fyodorloveclub · 17 hours
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waited over an hour for doordash and they brought me the wrong order…… life is so cruel and unfair
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fyodorloveclub · 18 hours
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Double penetration with soukoku- nope, how about using their dicks together on you, aka two dicks in one vagina, fucking you and pleasure each other with their own dick 😋
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2 dicks in one hole my god…….. the STRETCH would be insane you’d be a whining crying mess, moaning because you’re so fucking full and you swear you can feel them in your guts. plus the two of them get the added pleasure of frotting. as long as there’s adequate lube of course
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fyodorloveclub · 18 hours
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FLORA I LOVE YOU WE SHOULD SNUGGLE OR SOMETHING!!
YES WE SHALL!!!! im tugging you into my bed and wrapping you up in my favorite blankies and snuggling you so tight mwah ily lots
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fyodorloveclub · 18 hours
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I feel you on struggling with sexuality. Remember that it's perfectly fine to be unlabelled or to use a broader term (like queer)! I struggled for awhile before just saying I'm sapphic and leaving it at that because I know I like women but the rest is where it gets confusing. A label isn't worth stressing over and you can change how you define yourself whenever you want to!
thank u so much for your kind words sweetheart 🥺🤍 its def very comforting to hear other people know what you’re going thru. and ugh maybe i should just go with sapphic too its such a pretty word
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fyodorloveclub · 18 hours
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As Fyodor is a true rat he MUST have big 🥚🥚 under his tail 🤪 *bonked*
BONK
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fyodorloveclub · 20 hours
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yayy flora congrats on finishing your semester !!!! <3 <3 <3
thank u so much mai mai!!!! its suchhhh a relief ugh !!! sending lots of love and kisses ur way <3
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fyodorloveclub · 21 hours
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I FINISHED I FUCKING FINISHED
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*raggedly crawls out of my room clothes torn to shreds covered in blood sweat and tears* im so…… close……… to being done with this semester………
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fyodorloveclub · 22 hours
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You deserve to be smothered in kisses by your favs so badly
baby :((( sniffle sniffle :(( thank u so much this means the world to me……. ily :(
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fyodorloveclub · 22 hours
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I'm not on the piss kink agenda so this was a nervous thing to send but um... I've been thinking... 👉👈
T-Toji fingering you until you plead it's too much and you tell him you really need to go... And he presses down on on your abdomen and tells you to "Just let it out, darling." Uwaaaah.. (。>//‿//<。 )
Can I be 🧸 Anon if you don't have one already?
yes!!!! whining and writhing and trying to push him off you (despite it feeling so damn good) because your bladder feels like it’s going to explode, begging toji to let you go to the bathroom, but he just chuckles before using his big palm to press down hard on your lower abdomen. a nasty smirk spreads across his face as you gasp and cry out that you can’t hold it anymore, and he tells you that it’s ok, to just make a mess right there - and you do. your face burns and you want to die of humiliation as you can’t help but pee all over his hand that continues to fuck you, soaking the sheets underneath you. you blubber out apologies, as if toji wasn’t the one who did it to you, and he just shushes you and tells you you did such a good job, making such a big mess for him. and what you don’t know is he feels like he’s abt to fucking cum untouched bc it’s so damn hot that you just pissed everywhere <3 he’s nasty like that
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fyodorloveclub · 23 hours
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thinking about how if you broke up with gojo he'd never leave you alone
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fyodorloveclub · 23 hours
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i slept while stalking your blog and then i dreamed about stalking your blog and then i woke up and the first thing I saw was your blog on my screen, it's been like this for three days flora
LMAO i’m sorry you’re stuck on my blog that’s a terrible place to be💔💔 i’ll try to clean up around here to make it all nice for you since you seem to be in a time loop
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fyodorloveclub · 1 day
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Normal people don’t make a post about how people are gross and possibly criminals over some fictional fantasies they have
Treating fantasies the same as criminal behavior is going to water down and normalize actual abuse
this topic is a slippery slope so i want to be careful about it skdsjjds but yes i agree. thoughts and fantasies aren’t crimes, and fictional characters are objects that can’t be hurt. fiction never equals reality and you can have fantasies in fiction that you’d never act on irl, so to treat it as genuine abuse and something to be feared, shunned, and condemned is outrageous. at the end of the day just leave people be. block if you feel uncomfortable with their content. you’re more than entitled to feelings of disgust truly but it’s not appropriate to act on them. fiction can never hurt or cause real genuine harm.
and for the love of god don’t doxx or call people out for the content they create or consume bc truly its none of your damn business bc they are not hurting anyone real. fiction isn’t real. thoughts aren’t crimes. simple as that
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