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gemini-sensei · 26 days

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More of Hawk and shy!Reader who smokes weed

When Reader gets high before another outing, Hawk is actually there with her. They share a blunt but he doesn't smoke a lot since it's for her anxiety. He gets a little buzz but it's not a lot.

So when they go out, he feels like he's floating but he has his wits about him. Reader is hooked on his arm as they walk through a festival with their friends. She's giggliy and sweet, flirting with Hawk like she's brewing a storm. He can't help but flirt back, making her flustered and hide her face in his bicep. Only for her to feel how muscled his arm is and feel it up - something she's done before while high but because she's high, she keep rediscovering this fact.

"Oh, so strong," she giggles every time.

He winks at her and tells her, "I could show you how strong I am some time."

The festival they're at has so many food stalls and games. And being high means Reader has the munchies, so after snacking from three different stalls, Hawk has to cut Reader off. He gets her a jawbreaker to suck on in the meantime. It staves off the munchies.

When it hits a certain time, people gather at a stage for an outdoor concert. Reader needs another smoke before going to stand with a crowd. So she slips away with Hawk and they share another blunt. While they smoke, they talk and laugh and have a nice time. She takes his hand before they walk back to the stage and find their friends, and he doesn't let go.

The whole concert, they're holding hands and singing along, screaming and jumping with the crowd. It's so much fun, it pulls Reader out of her shell. She's dancing with the music and screaming the lyrics with the singer. And Hawk is watching her the whole time. He's a little more buzzed than before but he's smiling like a goof because of Reader. She's so pretty when she lets go and enjoys herself.

Then things slow down and the crowd is swaying. It's gotten dark and there's lights shining on the crowd and the stars are coming our. It's pretty as the lights change color and Reader can't help but watch. She's swaying and leaning on Hawk, holding onto his arm again like she was before. As she's singing along, she's giggling because the lyrics are so sweet. It's a love song and as she realizes this, she turns to Hawk and sings to him with a big flirty smile.

He sings in return and they get closer to each other. They're so cute, so cute the band performing notices and they shout them out. It makes Hawk laugh because Reader hides her face in his chest.

The lead singer is having fun and asks, "Is that your girlfriend?"

And Hawk yells, "I wish!"

"Why not, man?" the singer asks. The whole crowd is invested

Hawk gets flustered and embarrassed and shrugs. He's red in the face and it's cute as Hell. "She's too good for me!"

The singer laughs, "I don't think she thinks that way!"

When Hawk looks at Reader, she is already staring at him. She has stars in her eyes and a pretty smile on her lips.

"This next song goes out to the love birds," the singer says and the band plays another slower song.

Hawk takes the chance and pulls her closer to him. They're swaying to the music and it so nice and sweet and then he kisses her. She kisses back and it makes his mellow heart skip s beat. The crowd right around them, especially their friends, cheer and clap and the band celebrates too. It's a fun time.

And of course by the end of the night, Reader and Hawk are on the band's Instagram page. It's a video taken by someone in the crowd of the pair as they have their moment. There are comments about how cute they are and how hot Hawk is.

The next day, Reader sees the post and is a mess. Moon thinks is adorable how she's reacting to it, throwing her phone and asking why that's up there. She also has a text from Hawk saying how much fun he had the evening before. And a question.

Hawk🦅: u wanna go out fr sometime?

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lilybug-02 · 1 month

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Eimmet High...temmiE high. OMG!

Part 28 || First || Previous || Next...

--Full Series--

Next update may take...much longer! I have finals and an internship and not to mention I have to draw- A LOT :')

#Golly!#this is a shorter update but I wanted it to be that way. We've been in the house for a while. It's time to change some scenery!!#Chara using their game narrator voice like “golly!” and “amazing!”#Eimmet high :)) i was really hoping to be able to reference Temmie Chang here. An integral part of UT/DR!! She's awesome!#WE ARE OFFICIALLY ON Day 2 BABY #yes- there is still a little everyman easter egg as well as some other things... ;)#I tried so many new and different things for these panels. I was a little nervous implementing them. But im having a lot of fun with it!#i try to put my own artistic enjoyment above all other things :) its what I strive for.#Angle's landing day! excited for the festivities!#Chara is feeling stabby :)#loved detailing Chara's hand in the last page. When I detail the hands- just know shits getting real #I'm really happy with how I was able to redraw Toriel here. She showed up in the second part and that was it for 2 years -w-#so even if she's not a major character- I wanted to give her some good screen time <3 #I did not make the Darkworld “Mayor” just for that one joke....but dang did it fit perfectly.#these 4 pages took longer than I wanted. I got burnt out with school and then finals came!!! AND ALSO EMAILS q-q #deltarune chara timeline #deltarune chara timeline comic #chara #asriel #kris #susie #toriel #tw cursing #cw cursing

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itsguysnightitsironic · 10 days

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Vulture dimension? More like, *goes into a rage* *goes into a rage* *goes into a rage* *goes into a ra-

This video clip will be big evil next season I think

All I know of Fantasy High is fan compilations while being in a feverish state that made me see people in the shadows, and I think I don't need to know anything else.

Peak experience.

#fantasy high junior year #fantasy high #fhjy #dimension 20 #loa content will be back in the next post nobody panics #i need it to get this out of my system #next to my breakfast #i can see the vulture dimension I need a ride home #i need a ride home #fig faeth #riz gukgak #gorgug thistlespring #fabian seacaster #kristen applebees #adaine abernant #the vulture with the gopro #tw long post

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theloveinc · 3 months

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OlderDad!Bakugou who gets a haircut and his baby doesn't recognize him and he doesn't want his dad to pick him up 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Bakugou has a cry in the bathroom and you have to spend the rest of the night consoling him.

Also Hiiiiiii, miss u, hope youre gooooood

head in my hands bc of this, just thought abt bakugo growing out his hair a little bit right after baby's birth...takes him months to go and get a real haircut cuz he doesn't wanna burden you more than he already has and by the time he's okay with the thought (but only for "AN HOUR MAX," is what he says), he has a mullet thing going on and all this scruff on his chin🥺🥺🥺

so he gets home with his regular ol' haircut, maybe a little shorter just to account for ... not wanting to go again so soon, and baby's HOLLERING bloody murder as soon as they see him and refusing to be taken out of your arms, doing that thing where they're flipping their face back and forth to dodge a kiss...

it's so tragic bc not even a little cheek nuzzling helps to calm them bc bakugo's CLEAN SHAVEN and smells like aftershave instead of like dad when he tries!!!!!!

and after, you watch him kinda sulk into the bathroom, thinking like aw yeah thats a bummer but also pretty funny, too (esp bc the haircut does look good🫣🤓), AND HE DOESN'T COME OUT FOR LIKE an hour???

....until you finally have to ask him if he's okay in there and you're opening the door to him sitting on the toilet seat, arms crossed and red cheeks a little streaky with tears...

LJFKASDJFADSJK it's the cutest, most sad sight you ever did see!! ofc Bakugo tries to deny it, but the way he tears up again (after you're done assuring him he did nothing wrong) when his baby finally realizes it's him and smiles (and then how he refuses to give them up again until bedtime) has his ass. EXPOSED.

(i love and miss u more than air, earth, water, dirt + HOPE YOU'RE GOOD TOO BESTIE ILY)

#bakugo #HI PYGMY THIS WAS INSANE OF U TO SAY THANK U PYGMY MY BFFL #but sorry u said this and i had to rip the idea right out of your hands and put it straight into my mouth #i feel like i'm high on a drug i really do #bakugo doing that thing where he he refuses to leave baby or u for long periods and fights being told to go do something nice for himself #he's showing up to his first guys night in like 6 months and doesn't know what do with himself #needs a baby picture once and hour #and he gets home to baby asleep in the crib and YES he's upset he missed bedtime but also like. wow. alone time with y/n.#and he just wants to hold u🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and watch a movie and be together #and he;s finally at a point in his life when he's able to admit vulnerability and talks abt feeling like an inadequate dad.#and finally u just have to shut him up by fuc-[redacted for profanity]#oh my god gonna think abt this all night #ALL NIGHT I LOVE U PYGMY #caitie things #kids tw #gen #pygmy lurks

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tangledinink · 6 months

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Did leo deal with his pregnancy differently or was it the same as donnie?

Leo's pregnancy was very different from Donnie's! For him, quite frankly, the pregnancy was the easy part.

the really hard part came after.

[ ✩ the gemini ✩ ]

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opens-up-4-nobody · 7 months

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I crucify the birthday boy as a treat

#im not sure if it doesn't quite count as a crucifixion bc hes not hanging in the air but like even on thr ground u r gonna get the same #effects. genuinely maybe one of thr worst ways to die. this is how u kill an enemy of the state #i cant remember a single god damn birthday irl but ive had this one in my head since high school #tw blood #roronoa zoro #one piece #zoro on the cross is so god damn funny to me for reasons i cant explain

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heich0e · 7 months

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au in which touya ends up having to watch natsuo put his hands all over you because you took something offered to you at a sketchy warehouse party that has you panting and whimpering and burning up and his own hot hands can't provide you any comfort but his little brother's cool-quirked touch can

#touya can't take you to the hospital because you took the pill willingly and he doesn't want you to get in trouble #and he feels so guilty because HE'S the one who brought you to the stupid party anyway #your apartment is too far away and your roommates already think touya's bad news so he doesn't want to give them another reason to hate him #so he drags you back to his house to try and help you ride out the high #and you're kneeling on the floor just inside the door to the todoroki home half-dressed because you keep trying to peel off your clothes #with touya pleading with you in a frantic whisper to just stand up and make the short walk to his bedroom without waking up his siblings #and a bleary eyed natsuo (still up and studying for a test he has the next day) finds you and his brother in the doorway #and natsuo doesn't understand why you're clinging to touya and behaving so strangely #but he does know that you sound pretty when you whimper like that #and that the way that the dim light in the corridor catches in the sheen of sweat on your exposed throat makes his chest feel tight #tw drug use

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iero · 1 year

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HANG ‘EM HIGH San Antonio, TX | x

#gerard way #my chemical romance #mcr #hang em high #hang 'em high #three cheers #three cheers for sweet revenge #mcr tour 2022 #flashing tw #my edit #userangelic #usercy #usertiny #usermaguire #tuserrobin #userparamore #usernaysa #Purple set anyone...? 💜#This was giffed for the moment in the last gif alone yes. He was getting so into it. I LOVE to see it.

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gemini-sensei · 28 days

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Thinking about Reader who isn't just shy and quiet but is anxious around people and in public. She doesn't like crowds but she loves hanging out with her close friends. She's a cemented part of the group despite not doing karate. She amd Moon are so close and more often than not they have their arms linked and Reader whispers to Moon and Moon will speak for her when they're talking to strangers or in a big crowd. People think they are dating all the time.

Reader starts smoking weed for her anxiety and it brings her out of her shell. She's giggly and sweet, not a totally different person. Despite being high, she is still quiet just a little more talkative.

Because of this, she starts smoking or popping a gummy in her mouth before leaving for outings with friends. And the first time this happens, she gets flirty with Hawk and he doesn't know what to do. She's just chatting him up and he doesn't know why, doesn't know she's high. She usually doesn't talk to him a lot since they aren't that close. He's not complaining though. He thinks Reader is super cute and the way she giggles makes him get butterflies. After that day at the mall, Hawk texts Reader but she doesn't respond a lot. When she isn't high, she doesn't know how to talk to him. Moon has to assure Hawk that Reader does like him but she's nervous sto talk to him.

"She didn't look or sound nervous the other day when she was talking to me basically the whole time we were at the mall." He says.

She laughs. "That's because she was high. The weed helps her relax. She gets really anxious about that's sort of stuff, you know."

Hawk thinks about it because he's a smart guy and has noticed before how Reader doesn't say much on a normal day. He nods as he realizes what's happened.

"So she feels like she can only talk to me when she's high," he says and frowns a bit because he doesn't know how that's going to work.

"Yeah but just give her time to open up. She'll warm up to you if you keep talking to her," Mmon tells him. Greatest wing-woman ever. She's so genuine too.

I don't know if I should do more of this. I think it's cute but idk where it's going.

#tw weed #tw getting high #hawk moskowitz x chubby reader #hawk moskowitz x reader #shy!reader #hawk moskowitz #eli hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz x chubby reader #eli moskowitz x reader #eli moskowitz headcanons #eli moskowitz #cobra kai headcanons #cobra kai #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai x chubby reader #cobra kai x plus size reader #chubby reader #plus size reader #gemini sensei

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adaines-furious-feast · 1 month

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"How could Sandra Lynn like someone with kids her own age?"

Do we have to explain grooming? Really?

She would have been mature for her age, and the way she fights shows that she's not like other girls her age and one time she heals him in a private moment and he confesses that she gets him more than his wife ever could.

#he could be exactly what he needed to be to get what he wanted #it's not about her “taste” or whatevet #dimension 20 #fantasy high #tw grooming

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ratwithhands · 2 months

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"Apologize."

#tw eye contact #submas #subway master emmet #subway boss emmet #emmet pokemon #kudari #animation #gif #POV you are Emmet's mirror when he comes home after Ingo's disappearance #anyways fun thing about the shorthand: mouths and eyes rarely go together #it's one or the other‚ though it's usually just the mouth #both is reserved for high action/impact scenes‚ like for the climactic part of a song #just little illustration notes‚ honestly I've been listening to more of the song I used to listen to to find animatic inspo #reminds me that I need to post that one old unfinished comic‚ guess I'll get on that

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grimesgirll · 16 days

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“nah, baby, i’m not gonna be able to stop when i start.”

“let’s share then!”

“blood?”

you nod eagerly and daryl shakes his head again, muttering a no, baby, it’s not a good idea but your hand is on his bicep, bare neck front and center, and you feel him twitch in his pants beneath you. letting out a naughty giggle, you grind further onto your beloved vampire. “c’mon,” you coo. “you know you wanna.”

“you know i do, girl,” daryl breathes against your shoulder when you lean down to begin kissing his own, trailing up to his neck. he shudders with you on atop him. “baby,” he protests as you place hot, open mouthed kisses all over his pale skin.

"then why don't you let me taste you and i'll let you taste me?"

you propose that as if daryl hadn't seen the fucking face of god last time he'd tasted you.

"drinking from your kind is dangerous." he tells you immediately, even scooching back as if to not be so close to your irresistible smelling neck.

"but i trust you!" you insist and wrap your arms around him to pull the cold blooded man close to your chest. "why don't you trust me on this?"

"because i love you too much for you to let me drain you in the fucking bed."

a huff escapes you. "dare',"

"don't start that."

"but you'll be able to control yourself. i know it," you promise and press a kiss to his cheek, then his lips, reveling in how he softened into you. you only withdraw your lips to assure him, "let's just do it. i wanna taste you, dare'." your lips twinge into a crooked grin once daryl slides off slightly to reach off the side of the bed.

a flash of silver from the nightstand and daryl’s raising a freshly incised wrist to your lips.

for me? you mouth before parting your lips to let the thick liquid fall between them.

you haven’t had much vampire blood before. only once before in a dire emergency had daryl offered you his wrist. it feels special - like he’s yielding something sacred when it coats your tongue and you swallow what john hopkins' leading biologists had deemed the ultimate life blood.

daryl drops his wrist after you down a mouthful and is suddenly transfixed by how rapidly black, vivid dilation consumes your once bright eyes. only a thin ring of color remains on the edge of your iris. wooziness sets in and daryl's rushing to curl you into his side and recline you on the satin pillows of your shared bed. he can't help but swell in his pants at the spectacle he's made of you lolling your tongue out just a little to catch the dribble down your lips.

“now it’s your turn.”

“girl i said-,”

“-i know what you said!” you exclaim. daryl’s darkened eyes widen at your outburst. you sweep a tress of hair behind your head and roll your eyes. “i’m gonna be fine. please, dare’!” you pout. “i know you can just take a little. try it!”

“but what if-,”

“-you won’t.”

now you're nearly on top of your undead lover again - hands planted on his uncut forearm to urge him. "dare', it's only fair."

"it's not fair to drain you, baby," your auburn haired boyfriend counters. "you know how vamps get about fairy blood."

"just try it," and despite his speed, he almost misses the knife you're about to clean off. "hey!" you protest once he tosses it across trhe room.

"fine, just let me," daryl gives in.

you beam with delight. your lips find his again and envelope them, slipping your tongue inside as you bring his strong, calloused hand to your collarbone and slant into the welcoming bed. the hesitation you sense, you try to assuage with a thoughtful hand on his chest, twisting to touch his torso and draw him against you.

the sound of daryl's robust fangs coming forth has you already dripping. you squirm against his weight, already tilting your hips beneath him and his dick isn't even out.

"you ready, baby?"

a gentle hand comes to your chin, and daryl's wondering if it's even fair to ask you this in this rapturous state. to no one's surprise, you're nodding and begging for him to "just fucking bite" you already.

without further ado, daryl dips his fanged bite to the delicate skin of your neck. those sharp, penetrating teeth don't even factor into your experience. you're waiting for pain - daryl told you it sometimes hurt.

devoid of it or delayed, the pain never comes. just pleasure.

"ah, fuck!" you croon lustily. echoing your expletive with another moan. you feel daryl stop, not sucking or puncturing further. you whine and hook your leg under and around his. "don't stop," you demand raggedly.

so he doesn't. daryl drops his incisors fully into your neck, murmuring something through a blood filled mouth into your neck.

"fuck, dare'," you rasp.

the tugging through your neck, through your veins is only a dull, thrilling ache with daryl’s blood in your system. he may as well just be kissing your neck - delivering the ultimate hickey. whatever pain the bite victims on the news went on about when the anti-VRA people clearly did not present while infused with vampire blood.

it's not long before your boy is coming up for air.

blood dripping from his mouth, he's never looked more handsome.

you immediately pull him in for a sloppy kiss, not caring for the irony taste of you on his tongue or wondering why he's not insisting that he wipe off before he kisses you. no, daryl's arching into the kiss and returning your bump and grind with his own hips. you giggle into his mouth. daryl's high on fairy blood. your favorite.

ferocity takes over your formerly - somewhat - tame creature of the night. inhabitations dead and buried, daryl's not hesitating this time to get his lips on your neck - or to hike down your skirt. your legs kick desperately as you wiggle your brown skirt past your ass and suddenly your legs are in the air. held by one hand, your knees crunch above your chest and your panties are thrown to the floor. nose sharply inhaling as if he could siphon every delicious scent, every delectable drop of you from his nose through your clit.

"mhmm," you coo needily. "daryl!"

a tongue laves its way around your clit from side to side, then up and down as if blood drunk daryl couldn't decide. those unwavering hands keep your thighs propped up regardless. you buck and thrash but with daryl's hands on you, you remain still and twitch into his touch. your musk still dancing on his tongue and on the tip of every one of his senses just as he digs his fingers into your thighs. that seemingly supernatural tongue flicks around your clit and teases your core.

a buildup is on the brink of collapse before you even know it. there's no warning sign except for an involuntarily husk and the slick suddenly complimenting and wetting his pretty, pleasure driving lips already coated in your whimsical blood. the same fairy blood that he's going to his head. he can't tell if he's pussy drunk or overdosing on your sweetness.

and you can't tell the difference between time and space. both entities flicker on the edge of your peripherals as a blinding, body curling rush crashes through you. lightning can't compare. no tongue in the world could have you coming undone this way. if you two weren't so wrapped up in each other and the potency of your blood, you may be embarrassed but there's no room to be embarrassed with a vampire between your legs. a creature who loves nothing more than to build you up even past the point of breaking. he can't help but grow louder and even more aggressive in his tongue led campaign against your sensitive, fleshy core. you tighten and untighten, coil and burst until you're convulsing and coming onto daryl.

there's no chance to catch your breath as the wild weapon weaves even more neediness into you with the sweetness he's stealing from between your thighs. the campaign proceeds north, detailing a messy, hot, purple trail from your lower lips along your torso, your tits and to the lips quivering, still trying to trap breath in any way possible.

you're indulging in your own sweet, slick musk from daryl's lips and encircling your arms around him for anchorage once more. your hips on top of each other propels daryl in motion to yank his pants down. between you, his boxers are sliding down and he's knocking them off the bed.

an animalistic growl erupts from him just at the sensation of your slick pussy beneath his girthy cock. dick in hand, daryl is lining up with your slip n' slide of an entrance. suddenly you're pleading. puffing out pleases all while daryl sucks up the divine array in front of him.

head buried into your chest, it's easier to combat the chaos your blood has swirling around in your head. its heat inducing and dastardly just how hot you are like this. punctures on your neck healing, tits bouncing with every bated breath, voice dripping like honey. the vampire presses fangless kisses against your skin when he finally pushes his hips forward.

"fuck!" is your exclamation of choice.

"so fuckin' good," daryl husks into your chest.

an inch or two at a time is how daryl takes you. a tit cupped in one hand and yours in the other, daryl is sure to grate against your clit as he eases in. each labored moan eggs him to go further. the vulgar syllables you're uttering only urge daryl. eventually he's eating up every fuck, shit, and jesus christ with a crushing kiss.

hot and heavy, you two rapture yourselves into the most sinfully delightful rhythm. the drag of his cock against you feels like the finest massage. the edges of your vision are already spotty, so you just coax daryl closer and clench down on his cock.

"fuck," you two rasp in unison.

"c'mon, dare'," you're already croaking. "i'm already close."

daryl doesn't need to look up from licking the fervid skin of your breasts to know your lips are swollen, eyes blinking back tears, and dumbstruck. but when he finally tilts his head up, it makes all the difference. then he's diving to meet your lips.

those thigh muscles work into you without pause. thumping and smacking the wall, the bed feels like a faraway universe compared to the world outside.

your muscles tighten around him to remind that you are so close. so close that a finger against your clit has you squealing. daryl only subjects you to the dual motions long enough to feel the tension in your core crumble and crush his cock. he doesn't need every sense heightened by fairy blood to fill you up faster than he'd like. now though, with no resolve or reason he can summon to stop, he's on the edge of euphoria.

daryl immersed in you has you riding the same high. teary eyes long to capture the sight of him so relaxed. removed from any drama or stress, you wish you two could roll around like this every day. to thrust your face towards his and feel his stubble, to kiss hungrily, and feel his lips on yours as he finishes.

spurting into you like no tomorrow, daryl drives his hot seed into you. the hips that have you pinned to the sheets show no sign of stopping. in and out, in and out. the motion repeats itself as daryl rams every last bit of himself into you and you snap and shriek.

tremors trickle through you until they're turning to thunder crackles around daryl's cock. the sounds spilling from you two soundtrack your thoroughgoing, salacious release. "holy fuck, you feel good inside of me," you're cawing into his ear as you canter closer to coming down.

blissed out on the bed, the two of you don’t know where one of you begins and the other ends. tangled together is the only state you can comprehend. a whimper runs through you once daryl gently tugs his cock from your messy pussy. the cool air coasting up and down your folds startled you, not as much as the finger gathering up your slick - which daryl licks clean.

“fuck, and how many hours to dawn?” you ask, sitting up on lazy elbows.

“long enough for you to get some sleep.”

you huff. even through teary, lusty eyes you’re

“you gotta sleep off the v, girl.”

“it’s not v.” you argue instantly. you curl up to daryl’s side and drop your chin onto his shoulder. “it’s you. i don’t wanna sleep you off.”

“well you’re gonna be bouncin’ off the walls if you don’t,” and when your fingers start sliding down your lover’s torso, he takes the time to wrestle you into the soft mattress. instantly, his mouth is attached to your already healing wound - courtesy of the v, his blood.

pinned beneath daryl, you could go to sleep. fade into the mattress or the feeling of pure joy consuming you. but then you hook a leg around his and when your eyes meet, his are blacked out. or you could go for round two?

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hightodaybyetomorrow · 1 month

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Spun 💞 Let’s chat on Telegram!! annarose816

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kermit-coded · 2 months

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god loves you, but not enough to save you

#whooo this took me forever!!!#i am forever a hater of drawing backgrounds so you just get a vaguely sandy yellow instead lmao #d20 #fh #my art tag #d20 fanart #d20 fhjy #d20 fantasy high #d20 spoilers #dimension 20 #fhjy spoilers #fantasy high junior year #kristen applebees #buddy dawn #fantasy high #fhjy #tw blood #tw gore #tw death

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veinsfullofstars · 2 months

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You can't tell me their first meeting didn't go something like this.

(ID: Kirby series fanart of Dark Meta Knight and Daroach in a recreation of the Princess Mononoke "You're beautiful" meme. Original screenshot below the cut for comparison. Top panel - DMK hovers against a starry sky facing forward, his wings breaching the edges of the panel and spread to make himself look more intimidating. He glares down, one angry glowing eye visible in the visor of his mask, gripping the handle of his sword in both hands as if to stab downward, subtitled "I'll cut your throat! That'll shut you up!" Bottom panel - Daroach lies on his back at a slight angle on a nighttime grassy plain, his body and cape breaching the panel in places, his paws palm-up at his sides, his wand dropped beside him. He looks upward, unperturbed by the several sharp points of DMK's sword hanging over him, eyes half-lidded and brows lifted in interest, mouth drawn open in a smile and blushed at the ends, subtitled "You're beautiful..." Of course, every metal and/or shiny surface is lightly touched with rim light and sparkles. END ID.)

Started 03/26/24, finished 03/29/24.

Original: Princess Mononoke (Hayao Miyazaki, Studio Ghibli, 1997)

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akicult · 1 year

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contains ; domesticity. bf!suguru. suggestive themes. modern / college au. geto wants you to be his housewife basically. just a short drabble. mostly fluff.

just thinking about college bf!suguru that didn’t realize he was a domestic person until he met you.

he’s still young, only in his third year at university and he’s still deciding on what his near future will look like. he’s had his fair share of girlfriends, and little hookups, and to be quite frank—he didn’t think he was done either.

how was he supposed to know the first night he met you, bent over his backseat, was about to be the start of the most serious relationship he’d ever have.

that night started the first of many, slowly realizing he was only asking to hookup just because he wanted to see you. how he’d send a pickup text, with a frown on his cheeks because he thought you were only in it for that reason.

and when he finally swallowed his stubbornness, he was met with the most amazing two years of his life, stuck with you by his side.

college bf!suguru who, until he met you, hardly even dreamt about a future where the love of his life would carry his child in her arms, kissing his cheek and brewing a cup of coffee for the two of them to share in the morning.

he didn’t even care to imagine what that future would be like, what the woman would look like. it didn’t feel achievable, or even desirable until he fell in love with you.

and it was a random realization, but looking back on it—it was building. slowly.

weeks and weeks spent of you just pampering him, praising him, for even the most average things. like, getting an amazing score on an exam, and all you had to do was say, “aw! good job, baby!” before he was putty in your fingertips.

his room is all messy, deep dark circles under his eyes. it was procrastination’s fault—his fingers hurt from typing on his computer all day thanks to waiting until hours before a huge essay was due.

you offered to leave his apartment, to give him the concentration he needs to get it finished, but he was ushering a “no, no stay,” because he honestly didn’t want you to leave. so you stayed, situating yourself in the other room, occasionally popping in to check up on him—and eventually lay on his bed after he insists you to.

it’s only when he finally finishes—8 hours later and it’s already nighttime. his shoulders are slouched, his back is stiff and he’s walking out of his room with his closed computer weighing by his side.

and you’re still there.

not only are you still there, but you’re washing his dishes.

hair clipped back, sweatshirt engulfing your body and sweats tightly tied around your waist. you’re humming along to some music that plays over a speaker—quiet but loud enough to know what song is playing.

you look so utterly homey.

so…domestic.

like you’ve settled into your personal home after a long day at work, just blissfully scrubbing away on glossy white dishes that were previously eaten on. your clothes acknowledge that you’re comfortable, uncaring of what he sees you in.

although it’s not just the fact that you’re dressed like that—it’s the fact that you’re cleaning his things.

cleaning a mess you didn’t even make, just out of the kindness in your heart that’s making geto’s throat close and his palms sweaty. he’s in absolute awe that he doesn’t realize you’ve noticed his presence until you’re turning to face him.

“oh! did you finish?” you ask, turning the water off and rushing towards him.

he’s blinking, nodding slowly. “yeah—just submitted it.”

“yay! ‘m so proud of you!” you grin, lacing your fingers behind the back of his neck and pulling him in for a chaste kiss like you always do—but it feels so much different this time.

like you’re congratulating him on a big promotion, tugging on his work tie and kissing him until he’s forgetting his own name.

he feels like his ring finger is so cold, and there’s a missing heavy weight that’s never even been there in the first place.

like he’s an idiot for not tying you down on the spot—wrapping vows and vows around the two of you until you’re barely mobile.

and he wants to be your doting husband for the rest of his life. he wants to walk through his front door every evening with an awaiting kiss to his cheek, and a home-cooked meal fresh in his senses.

he wants to go to sleep with you in his arms every night, mumbling sweet ‘i love you’’s after flickering off the bedside lamp.

and maybe, just maybe one day, he wants to hear the gentle pitter patter of two little feet charging down the hallway.

this is accidentally freud coded (emphasis on accidentally)

#: ̗̀➛ — drabbles <3 #i wrote this while i was IMPOSSIBLY high. like baked out of my mf mind.#i have writers block #suguru x reader #geto suguru x reader #i wanna be his little housewife so bad #geto x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk / college au #geto suguru x chubby reader #suguru geto x reader #tw: domestic themes & suggestive content #jjk x chubby!reader #geto drabble #geto suguru x you #suguru geto x you #btw i just want everyone who has been sending me requests; i’ve seen them and they’re in my drafts!!!#i love getting asks i’m just very busy and suffering w writers block rn. i promise they’ll be posted at some point!!

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