Just thinking about how thereβs enough space for me to crawl in between his legs for me to suck his dick. One of Noahβs hands on the back of my head guiding me further onto his cock while his other hand is brushing strands of hair behind my ear. Him letting out soft whimpers and telling me βGood girl baby. Can I go a little deeper? Fuuuuck thatβs it angel. I know you could do it.β
You have to get away from the city. You're not sure how long you plan to stay in the cabin. Long enough to forget about your ex-roommate's handsy boyfriend.
Simon and Johnny replaced Darlingβs birth control with placebo and then took turns trying to knock her up so she could never leave again? Possessive, insatiable, desperate. Simon shoving his come back inside of you with two fingers after heβs finished, Johnny propping your hips underneath a mound of pillows every time.
this genuinely hurts my heart guys, ferrari have treated carlos in-equally the entire time hes driven for them and they just toss him aside. he has the only non-redbull win in 2023 and this is what he gets?? i want to know how much theyre bribing lewis with because there is absolutely no way that he made this decision with a functioning brain.
anyways lando & oscar dominance era 2024-2026πͺπͺπͺπͺπͺ
Was there ever a time when Sephiroth came really close to something similar to the Nibelheim incident?
One incredibly insomniac evening, Sephiroth takes to wandering around the lower bowels of the science department. Since Hojo isn't awake at this time of night, Sephiroth supposes now would be an amazing time to go snooping for classified information, if only to satisfy a niggling bit of curiosity before it's time to sleep for real.
This innocent inquiry quickly spirals into full fledged agitation when he happens upon an old collection of experimental video logs, each tape depicting various trials, surgeries, and testing scenarios performed on a very special young boy. Unsettled, but hungry for potential answers, Sephiroth snatches the collection and retreats to his room to view the tapes, knowing full well that he might relive the trauma all over again but too invested in Hojo's private findings to stop himself.
It is worse than he remembered. Far, far worse. Seeing himself, so small, so frightened, is bad enough. Hearing Hojo's various anecdotes on just how unique and durable he is... it's a whole other level of disturbing. And yet Sephiroth watches everything, every violation, every brutal breaking of boundaries. There are even things he was not conscious for--intense dissections, methodical reconstruction, stitch by precious stitch. Watching his tiny fingers twitch on the gurney, watching the fragile rise and fall of his little chest. Sephiroth watches until his eyes burn, until the room around him begins to jerk and sway. He's sick. He cleans himself. He's sick again.
And he doesn't stop.
Angeal and Genesis come to collect him days later, nervous and uneasy at the sudden disappearance. Genesis would normally jump at the chance to rub it in Sephiroth's face that he's now on probation for so many absences...but this feels different, almost dangerous. The room is cold when they enter, finding Sephiroth pacing, the scattered line of tapes torn to plastic scraps at their feet. Sephiroth is wild-eyed, disheveled, muttering incoherent nonsense over and over again, scratching at his arms. He refuses to let them touch him, nearly ready to fight them if not for his evident exhaustion.
The sight of him like this is so incredibly abnormal that Angeal has to push Genesis out into the hall before he has a panic attack. Angeal manages to coax Sephiroth back to a feasible level of understanding, taking his arm and gently guiding him into the bathroom. Genesis anxiously hovers outside the door, listening to their muffled voices in the stillness. They remain there for a long time, the faucet occasionally running, Sephiroth's voice gradually easing back to its normal stoic calm. When they exit the bathroom, Angeal orders Genesis to help him guide Sephiroth along to the medical wing, the two friends neatly and efficiency prodding and coaxing Sephiroth step by step.
Sephiroth remains there for several weeks, his treatment classified behind closed doors. Angeal and Genesis hate the silence but continue to wait for him day after day. By the time Sephiroth is back on duty, he is more detached than ever, seemingly uninterested in his surroundings thanks to the steady supply of tranquilizers laid out for his private use for the next six months.
All remaining intact tapes are subsequently confiscated and destroyed.