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*SOBS*

-Ollie

When you make him sob ✌️😏

#ollie <3 #my esposo <3 #my espose <3 #sunkingchats

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HIGH AND DRY (HUMPING)

cw: fem!reader, reader wears a skirt and has long(ish) nails and hair, weed smoking, shotgunning, quirk use (kind of, not intentional), dry humping, teasing, kissing, unprotected sex, brainrot courtesy of @k-atsukibakugou — unedited, nsfw, MDNI

“fuck… please…”

you smirk, feeling playful as you move back, narrowly avoiding the touch of his mouth on yours when the smoke left his lungs for you to suck in. the smoke wisps leave you on a giggle, hands sliding down his chest from his shoulders.

the sound of him passing the secondhand smoke to you was enough to make you want him, the signal going directly to your core, but you had told yourself you weren’t going to do this.

you weren’t going to be another one of his lays.

he moans, a sharp inhale following as he squeezes you, fingers indenting the flesh of you of hips in an attempt to keep himself somewhat grounded in the moment, to remember every rock and writhe of you in his lap.

he’s slumped back into the couch cushions, shirt raised enough to show off his fluffy trail of hair below his belly button, blonde shocks of hair mussed up more than usual and gold fuck-me-eyes flickering up and down the length of you, lost in the curve of your torso towards him when you shift your hips again, grinding down against the zipper of his jeans and lighting you up as it presses into you right where you need it.

your skirt covers everything he wants to see, but it’s the feeling and the mystery that keeps him on edge, almost allows him to pretend this is the real thing, that you’d let him inside of you.

the thought of how wet you would be, drooling over the length of him, riding him like his wet dream come to life — that alone has his hips involuntary jerking up, jostling your practiced, controlled movements.

“nuh-uh-uh, denki. don’t rush it.”

he gives a garbled whine, the opposite of your composed self, or so you look. he’s the one thing that’s able to pull at your loose threads and unravel you, makes you want to give in to that hazy, pleading stare and devour him for his pleasure.

“just one, please.”

the friction of your hips barely lights up a spark for him, the thick of his jeans a stern barrier of denial, but you’re so close to touching him, to meet him skin to skin. dazed and mind blurred by how charged the air is by the sheer magnitude of sexual tension and his own levels of horniness, he imagines how it might feel if you were to ride him for real, the backs of your thighs meeting the top of his, how deep he might skin inside of you. if you’d still be this composed then.

he would love to see your face twist, eyes rolling back as you get yourself off using him. oh, to be used by you… what he wouldn’t give.

all he wanted was a kiss, and you didn’t even give him that. instead, you pile on the torture, riling him up to avoid indulging him in anything he wanted, anything he asked for, and your tether to control was wearing thin to hold back when you hear the shudder in his exhale, looking up in time to see his teeth sink into his bottom lip, pink and plump from his ragged breathing, drying his lips out more and more each time he licked it wet and chewed on it to stop himself from crying out under you.

it had been only ten minutes, but it feels like longer. the fog in your heads and the need you both were clinging to, desperate but neither nudging past that line in the sand, had your perception of time distorted.

“i can see why you normally get what you want.”

he’s hardly digesting your words. he barely has the brain power to comprehend that anyone could see what you two were doing on his couch, with the afternoon sun filtering in and slowly fading, curtains open.

“w’d’ya mean?”

you lift a hand, weight shifting atop him, and cradle his jaw in your palm, your nails tickling his skin. he’s so cute. he’s dangerously cute — for you, that is. you want to tease him, but the more you do, the more you tease yourself. it feels too unfair to keep denying him this way.

“i think i want to give you whatever you want.”

“but — y’said-”

“i know what i said.” you lean down, a hairs breadth away from your noses brushing, your hips feeling long stilled and itching to chase the slow build up you had been towing. “but i can’t say no to that look.”

you kiss the corner of his mouth, purposefully missing, enjoying the way his hands slide from your hips to your thighs limply, finding new purchase and his spine attempted to curve into your gravity. he juts his lip out, half-puckering up for you to try your aim again and half-pouting when you don’t.

“say it again.”

“say what again?”

“say please, and i’ll let you have whatever you want.”

his arms fizzle with pent up electricity, the jagged flares of light energy running up and down the length of his arms, biting into the plush of your thighs with a faint burning.

the sound was a warning, you were playing with fire, but you trust him and you think it’s cute seeing his struggle with restraint. it was hot, too, the way his forearms flexed taut as he grappled to calm down but wasn’t able to hide what you did to him.

on the cusp of whatever he wanted, the word sits heavy on his tongue, his pause only for his brain to catch up, his disbelief that it could be that easy, that you only wanted to hear him beg one more time before he could really feel you. the implication made him throb, the wet stain in his boxers getting wetter.

“please.”

he didn’t need to do anything more to make your eyelids flutter, the soft plead enough to have you gone. you wouldn’t last the time it took to undress, fingers dipping under your skirt to pop the button on his jeans and push your underwear to the side.

you kiss him again, centering yourself to meet his chapped lips properly this time. this time he kisses back, eyes closed and not wanting to separate. if he could kiss you forever without needing to breathe, he would. you would, too.

you want to give him anything. everything, not just sex. that was a good place to start though, both of you needy and ready to give yourselves to the yearning in your bodies.

when you have to break apart to catch your breath, already six inches deep and pulsing, you’re ravenous. one taste and you’re hooked, craving more and more and more until there isn’t anything left. his neck is first, victim to your hunger as you lick and suck and bite at that slant of unmarked flesh.

you tug at his clothes, pulling his shirt over his head with his help, finding any bare skin to press your lips against until it’s thrown aside and you both have clumsily shifted sideways, too wrapped up in your motions and sensations to stop. he’s laid flat under you, one leg propped up on the cushions and the other foot still on the ground, you’re faced with the blank canvas of his torso.

he bucks his hips, keeping your rhythm somewhat consistent while you get distracted marking up his chest and stomach as far as you can reach while still fucking him, pressing your face into his sternum and breathing him in, smelling like cheap body spray and some indistinguishable men-scented shower gel, but it’s addictive and makes you salivate.

he’s just as head gone as you, shivering at the feeling of the ends of your hair falling over his arms and stomach, the way you clench down on him, so soft and warm inside. no part of him wants to cum, for that would be the end of this feeling. he wants this moment to be eternal, to keep playing on this edge of heaven and hell.

you’re all over him and it’s all-consuming.

if this what what heaven was then, god kill him, because there was nothing he wanted more than to stay here. to be given everything by you, then he didn’t need anything else but to give himself to your mercy. nothing felt better.

#o-o #bro #dude #aaaahhhh #HAHA WHAT #this is SO HOT WHAT THE FUCK #lukey <3 #denki <3 #dragging my hands down my face rn man- i caannoottt #sunkingreblogs

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tetsu's gonna rust like that, kiri 🌧️

#RaAAHAHHAHHAH #LOOK AT THEM!!! #LETS GOOOOO #sunkingreblogs #kiri <3 #tetsu<3 #tamaki <3 #fatgum <3

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getting your hair petted while eating them out

#SHUSH RN OMG #lukey <3 #sunkingreblogs

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I feel like I'm returning from a trip,, wanna take all my mutuals out to catch up over brunch or something <3

#<3 #ive been watching the show archer almost every day when i got hole exhausted after classes and it has heighted my narcissistic delusions #i need to be brought down a peg cuz i feel like SUCH a big deal rn 🙃 #sunkingrambles

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actually it’s not a botched poll because anyone who votes yes (genuine) and thinks i’m funny IS inherently in love with me. it’s inevitable. you laugh you lose. sorry, i don’t make the rules.

I have nooo memory about what this is about, so instead I'm putting 100% blind trust in you cuz you're obviously always right 😌✨️

#lukey <3 #sunkingchats

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hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii i'm a dumbass and someone reported my side blogs and my chances of getting my account back is like..... -50 lmao

I'm ollie/abyss/flumph/flumphulous/cloudy/angel/that one purple bastard/whoever i was to you

rip @flumphulous </33333

tagging as many moots as i can remember: @strawberrystepmom @aquadenks @margumis @archer-fb @sunkingwrites @mackjlee9 and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh jesus fuck i can't remember everyone's @'s

:(((((

spread the word please!!! TwT

#late to the funeral- oops #ollie <3 #boost ✌️😔 #who tf sent out a hit on you??

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randomly thought about my brain roommate today 😌✨️

Your nose really do be just sitting on your face, huh

#srb <3 #marq <3

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Now do Canada

If you want more of a challenge, try this one too and say what you got in the tags

#head in my hands #45% #canadian... i #i couldnt figure out where new brunswick is :') #and im just- very bad at geography

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#where is the secret fourth option “yes (I'm in love with you)” ???? HUH??? #botched poll cmoonnnnn!! #lukey <3 #dewdrop <3 #sunkingreblogs

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Watching the Fallout TV show rn and hoolllyyy man, it is awesome! ☆

#finished another video project today- we're getting there! :D #sunkingrambles #but anyway- the shots they're getting in this show hit HARRDDD #havent played all the fallout games but im picking up a bunch of references- so just imaaagine how many there actually are #im enjoying it a lot- just finished what i thiink was ep 5? i think-

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talk about fatgum, Mint 🎤 tell us about how he yearns. tell us what goes through his head when he’s with her

cw: sex work mentioned, reader is bruised, implied abuse

He should be more concerned about you being seen coming to his apartment, especially when you're dressed like that.

"Mmm, I'm so glad you called." You gently close the door with your hip, hands full with a large brown bag and your purse. Your dress is short enough that he's afraid to see you bend over, tight enough that he can't help but watch. "Hope you like take out because I ordered a lot."

He's starving, of course. He's always this ravenous after a big fight, but he's been holding off for you. If he gains the weight and you end up figuring out who he is... he's not sure what the consequences will be. Nothing good could come from seeing an escort, but he can't keep you away.

You stride in like you belong here, placing your things on the coffee table before flashing him a smile. Then, you frown, comically big.

"Tai, baby, you look worse than ever." You reach over to his place on the couch and pinch his cheek. The little pressure aches, but not as badly as his chest does when you sound like that. "Is your nose broken?"

It's fractured up to the ridge, but it'll get healed tomorrow. "Just a little."

"Part of the job, I guess," you say, even though you don't sound convinced. You still think he's a boxer, spending his little winnings on nights with you.

"Don't worry about me." He reaches out and pats your side. "I'm just happy to see you."

You glow at that and Taishiro pretends it means something. He's not naive. He understands this is a business transaction to you, but he still lets himself pretend that this thing between you is something.

"Can I borrow one of your shirts?" You're already up and walking towards his bedroom. "This dress isn't comfortable."

"Second drawer down." You already know that. The real perk of being so tall and (normally) big is how cozy you look in his clothing. "I'll put on a movie."

"You're the best."

A couple minutes later, you're back, a comically oversized shirt acting as your new dress. Despite himself, he wonders if you're naked under there. He'll never act on it, he'll never expect or ask for sex from you during these little dates, but he can't pretend that his mind doesn't go there, especially when you bend down just like that and your neckline gaps-

A string of dark, uneven bruises trails down your bare chest. You're picking through the bag of food you ordered, none the wiser, but he's watching you, picking the spots that have been painted with concealer; the middle of your throat, a line straight under your jaw of both sides.

"You're bruised too."

You start at that.

"Yeah, well-" you inhale, then pop a dumpling into your mouth. You chew for a very long time, trying to postpone an answer. "Part of the job."

Again, he's not naive. He knows what men do to you, what you do to them. That doesn't bother him; what makes his skin crawl is the thought of their hands, closing a bit too tight, or coming down to make marks-

"It shouldn't be. If anyone's hurting you-"

"It's not like that." Suddenly, you settle down on his lap, feet tucked under one thigh. Your skin smells like saffron and sweetness, a hint of sweat underneath. Upclose, he can see your foundation is thicker than usual, poorly evened up over one cheek. "Here, say 'aw.'"

You hold a piece of food out by your fingers.

"I'm not hungry."

You sniff the air. "That's a lie-- come on, you're too skinny."

He hates and loves your little quirk, the ability to literally sniff out when something is wrong--

His lips close around your fingers for a moment longer than they need to.

"You're sweet." You say. "I wish all of my regulars are as sweet as you."

#minty what theeee heeelll this is crazy <3 #fat gum <3 #minty <3 #sunkingreblogs #i love this so much- the immediate feeling of comfort

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#hxbdvdjvzjsnsnnd #oops #dont look too hard at this #monoma <3 #sunkingreblogs

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me when i have friends over and realize it's dinner time

#yeah but i default to trying to feed them what i feed myself- #“wanna have a spoon of peanut butter with me?? it'll be fun i swear bro” #sunkingreblogs #anyway this post is so ollie coded i literally just want to have it on my blog so i can potentially see it later and think of them again 😌

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guys hot uquiz was just discovered but I'm taking it about 100 yrs too late. anyways everyone share how wifeable you are.

THE WIFE RATING SCALE 1929

#WHAT THE FUCK #HOW DID I GET A WHOLE ASS ZERO PERCENT- NO DECIMAL NO NOTHING #..i thought id get like a mid score WHAAATTT #aw man #no wifing for me dude #sucks to suck for reeeaaalll #kinda funny tho- not even a decimal #sunkingreblogs

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#HAHA WHAT #felt like i was hearing the lyrics for the first time ever #not mad about them 😌👌 #sunkingrambles

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Two weeks and a day until my last course session, WE GOT THIS, WE HAVE ALL COLLECTIVELY GOT THIS!! :D

#including everyone because i miss you :( #soon i will be reading the shitposts of my soulmates and going “haha so true” #pokemon sleep is my diety rn- the only thing giving me a sleep schedule to keep attending these classes hfbdjfhdnnf #i tried playing the new stardew update and i played for a consecutive 10 hours so i cant play it again until class is done #six more projects left i think??? #WE GOT THIS!!!