#i am at work rn bored out of my fucking mind and i can only think of THEMMMMMMM
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Just read every one of your Toji fics.. Mr Krabs I have an idea.. Size kink toji and reader that have been sexting and calling nonstop online finally meet up
໒꒰ྀ ྀིᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ thankuu thehe ! ! i am soo ready to indulge in this idea wink wonk 😼 but toji is old soo expect him to act it in the txts el oh el — i hope u enjoy ! <3 btw i did not proofread this whole thing sob ! !
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ᯓ★ warnings. mdni | f! reader | sws, sexting, [n]sfw twt links, size difference/kink, he's HUNG, belly bulge, cervix/womb fucking, overstimulation, he takes vids + pics of reader!, age gap ( reader: early 20s, toji: late 30s ), praising, cunnilingus, fingering, squirting ( x2 ), overstimulation, mindbreak, creampie. ᡣ 𐭩 | wc. 3.6k + |
THE YAWN STRETCHING YOUR mouth wide exhaled pure exhaustion out of you… Tapping at the cluttered papers on your desk with a pretty pink pen, bored out of your mind — until — your phone buzzed in your back pocket.
Fishing for it, your eyes light up brighter than the notification buzzing itself.
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It makes you gleam. Knowing that silly little name you picked out suited him all too well… Always reminding you how he's a rather older man, of course — an older man that was also packing a threat of three dicks in one in those grey sweats he'd always wear…
He was simply a big dick dilf you loved texting!
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Today 6:58 PM
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| Watching those videos of you playing with yourself right now :)
| Making my dick so hard pretty girl.
tojiiii |
im at worrrk rn dont do this to mee |
| Haha.
| Can't help it. You make me horny.
♡ hehe |
but gossh it takes sooo long to take him out |
…wish i wasnt working today :( |
| Too long sometimes haha.
| But I hope it goes easy today baby 😁
| Want to have some fun with me to pass time then ;) ? Send me some upskirt pics? Show me how hardworking you are.
yes baby but only if u cum to them :(( |
| I promise.
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enjoyy ;p |
| Hot! You look so fucking wet naughty girl.
| Thank you.
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| Got me cumming so hard.
yummy >< that was a lot toji! |
i get u that excited? :D |
| All the damn time.
| But don't get caught fingering yourself in the office for me now haha.
i cant stop so no promises 😽 |
| Fuck. I wish I was fucking that pretty pussy instead of those fingers.
| I'd fill you up so much more.
i wish u could fuck me too ♡ |
but aaah exactly!! ur so big!! |
idk if i could handle all that ;(( |
| Let me come over and grant that wish? Haha.
| I’ll take care of you. So don't you worry your pretty little head off, let me do that ;)
gosh toji who could say no >< |
| Why not? It's been long enough and I can't stop thinking about you and that perfect body.
true ☹️ |
every time u txt my pussy just gets so wett :(( |
idk how much longer i can take without u being in me!? :(( |
| Fuck. Making me hard again.
| Then let's do something about that ;) When do you get off tonight? 10 like usual?
mhm! |
u promise youll rlly come over? |
i dont wanna play with myself all alone tonight :( |
| Shit. You're so fucking bad.
| As much as I like those videos you send when you do… I promise you won't be lonely tonight.
yayy! omgg im so excited!! ♡ |
*SHARED LOCATION* |
| Me too 👍🏼
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No. You were nervous.
It was thirty minutes past ten, and he seemed to have left soon as you sent your address — Toji had mentioned living only just a few towns over from you, three or so hours away, so you thought it'd be a while ‘till then… but soon as you were done trying to recollect and prepare yourself, you were already hearing a hard knock bust at your front door…
You met him through Facebook.
He seemed like a family guy but distant from said family… The obvious sign he was an older man, no less than thirty by the looks of his awkward profile picture; a low angle as if he wasn't aware of the camera pointing at him, yet it caught the scruffy look aging at his chin and the low set of leafy eyes you adored — he was rather handsome.
That haggard look of a tired hunk of a man itched something in you.
Digging deeper, his social profile seemed old and rarely updated, but the little collection in weapons and fishing, random masculine quotes, and scenic views was fitted when he did… but that ‘not in a relationship’ status highlighted right at your own pretty eyes…
You reached out to him day of, curious and intrigued. A rise of fun risk chatting with an older man online coiled something in you — yearning for the attention and he damn sure delivered.
Approximately within 24 hours.
Toji greeted himself quick, and then conversations began to pick up more frequently, from daily pictures of just random things going on in your lives to full-on phone calls within weeks! Hearing him for the first time rumbled a deep pit in your core to erupt. His voice so smooth and husky, like auditory caramel that was pleasant to the ears, and even that slight rasp on some of his syllables he'd drawl out was scratching further into your brain to feen for more.
You didn't need to take anything further from your own hands. He seemed rather lonely yet mysterious, but made it very clear what he wanted.
Toji initiated the flirtatious comments once he figured out how to open your photo gallery on your profile, or once he figured out the FaceTime option to get a full live view of your pretty self some more… You remember it was on the second or so phone call when he started to chuckle out praises of how beautiful you are. Even admiring your intellect or your creativity when you'd show him your hobbies and such...
You were filing something in for him — vice versa too…
You also remember when you first sent a picture of your tits out of craven; fleshy mountains peaked hard at the tips, forcing them to jiggle once you found the courage to make videos for him after the overwhelming praise the first time.
He made you feel… special.
More or so, when you first saw his cock. That's when the button to malfunction clicked.
That day, you swore your jaw was sore the whole evening from how hard it dropped. You could not believe how hung he was — jackpot!
From what you could see through such a simple device, Toji’s dick dangled between his thick thighs like a damn church bell clanging with mighty vigor. When the meaty log slapped from side to side against naked flesh, it had weight—it was heavy and made an audible fleshy clap. In some of his videos, he'd lift his shirt up too — showing more of himself off as if that alone wasn't enough. He knew was sculpted like fine marble chiseled to perfection, he just had to make sure you saw what he worked so hard on…
When the older man first jerked himself off, moaning right into the speaker; lewd groans of your name spewing out, you couldn’t help but admire the way his fingers barely touched when he fucked up into his fist… Usually a collage of your naked self was on his laptop while he recorded himself getting off. It was cute. But fuck, the tan skin gliding over his bulbous tip always swepped that oozing, sappy pre he invariably seemed to drench himself with — practically lubing that nth-inch bitch breaker to full extent...
It was always so pretty even when it was sleeping. When he was really in a mood, he'd call you and let you watch it grow — let you talk filthy to make him twitch into the full hard pole it wakes up in…
His soft was as big as your ex’s hard.
Sighing heavily.
You had plenty of calls and videos shared with him, mostly getting off on each other with zoom-ins on your pretty bits… So, this couldn't be any different… Clearly, it wasn't enough anymore to only tease each other, you ached for the real thing — the real mammoth cock you watched like an addict to get lodged right up your bare pussy...
Damn, why were your hands so clammy.
Reminding yourself, your situation with him was always an annoyingly so close, yet so far annoyance. And this was the time to change that.
Marching up to the door with your head high, a throbbing pang shot right between your legs reminding you exactly what you craved for.
Another knock banged at your door before you could reach the golden knob.
Scratch that.
Feeble like sand falling, “Oh fuck…” Your stomach twists. She was thinking for you! Dammnint he was a monster, think clear! Not even the tip could nudge through.
Relax.
This was your first time ever meeting up with someone on the internet — let alone meeting with them to fuck. Or even just creating a full-blown sexual relationship in the digital world… A sexual relationship with a man twice your age too— twice your damn mass not to mention for the tenth time!
The third knock felt like a punch straight to your gut when the hinges rattled.
His presence was strong. You knew he was standing on the other side of that thin wall barring between you both ever so patiently. This is all that was between you now, not miles of distance or digital love, just a closed door.
You could hear heavy boots click off.
Shit!
Your phone goes off too.
Head spinning like a barrel at each noise that seemed rather louder than they actually were... you catch the notification banner with his name written all over it.
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Today 10:53 PM
| Hey baby
| I think I'm here. It's 201 right?
| The ice cream is melting 😱 Haha.
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| Hey?
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Toji was holding a container of mixed ice cream, that is in fact melting… but spotting flowers with a small black bag hanging in his other hand, you puckered out your lips in awe, glossing them over with your tongue.
Though as stiff as your neck went as you looked him up and down, you savored that saliva drying up in your mouth. Feeling it run barren only catching half his robust body that seemed to wander off with his own head glued into his phone, seeming to check again for the address.
Attempting to swallow that dry pit clogged in your throat to muster up a pitiful, “Toji… Hi.” Idiot.
When he turned, his body's depth grew tenfold.
He was massive. Now catching sight of a clear view of his full sature, he could be described as one would with a walking goliath… A great abundance of stacked muscles kissed even through his grey sweater; pecs strong and full – round even with long limbs standing tall in a might of mass to settle around bones, and it only takes a few steps for him to reach you.
You audibly gulp.
Throat bobbing as his face drew closer, and as he did, Toji held a simple, small smile. Noticing that notable scar he'd usually lick over and shine the silvery mark lined down those thin, yet full lips. Lips that made your own quiver – aching to drag him in for a full mouth and tongue kiss to fix that, not caring if teeth collide—
“Wow. You look good—amazing…” Toji’s voice resonated a thick rumble as those naturally, pale green eyes hooded, adventuring all around you a few times before, “Really good... Ah, this melted — I hope you like flowers though.” And he presents you the small vase bundled up in a various color of blooming buds.
Clammy hands reach for them, “Hah, they're lovely. Thank you…”
Toji sucks in hot air through his teeth, still hanging right outside your door… “You all right?” He notices the small pearly beads trailing across your hairline.
“Yeah! Yeah, I'm just–– you look good… I knew you were big but, damn.” Saying that forced a clear connotation to spark up. If he's this big in real life — bigger than what you have already seen online, what you've prepared yourself for mentally, but now connecting the dots, all of those angles and views were shot from his eyes. Now in your personal POV, this was a clear difference… and you couldn't help but think about that monster stuffed between his legs that was appointed and waiting for you to be a lot more than you could fathom...
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At least, Toji knew you needed prep first. He could just tell…
So to speak, his tongue was steady lapping around in a winding circle against your slit. Already sappy against his mouth, but the wads of spit he bubbles against puffy lips, swoons you blissfully to a faucet…
He didn't mean to shove his tongue so deep, but the natural nectar your pussy gushes with was utterly mouthwatering, he couldn't stop slurping it up! And he didn't mean to cut you off when you finally invited him in, but his cock was also steering the engines – remembering one second your mouth was full with coherent words, telling him how your day was, small talk and giggles about the ice cream, but now, you could only babble out god knows what… Even — faintly, remembering how he pinched and squeezed at your sides when you finally invited him in your room to get things where they needed to be; letting him take a plop down only to get dragged with him closely, quickly enveloping you with his needs and mass…
Time moved quick, even motions and kisses. Hands too. He was not shy… Could say he had a damn set of paws on him.
Hands shaking, Toji laps “Make sure you get a good angle...” And you try hard to record your pussy being eaten raw.
Something Toji asked about, if he could get some real good photos of you both before he goes back to his place… It was fun at first, but shaky hands recording a video is not a good mix. But, you tried…
Toji delved to get to his destination and he made it clear what this was all for. He let you relax and talk for a bit, enjoying your voice now against his skin, now feeling you for the first time — skin to skin, so smooth and gentle, teasing almost for the entirety… but as soon as you hinted you were ready, he spayled out right between knobbly legs he coveted in with a sort of haste…
Whiffing up your aroma, he groans, “Fuck baby…” His mouth opened wide with an inviting seal – a suction, he rolls out his tongue like a dog in heat; shaking his head gently and sliding that slippery tongue back and forth, Toji keeps hooded eyes on yours. Watching how you looked up into the clouds as heat pressed between your legs.
“Taste so good. I knew you would,” Toji pops your puffy clit in his mouth, sucking with a hard pull ‘till it bobbled out — swollen now.
“Gotta open you up, pretty pussy is so tight.” Mark his words, a digit teases your entrance, handling your quiver; he toys at your little hole, circling and flicking ‘till he could nudge in tight walls.
Hooking soon as gummy walls expand— suck him in, “Greedy girl.” Toji prods against the puffy mounds of your cunt.
Hot mouth raking against the length that he spreads with working hands, he bumps and curls another finger in. Nuzzling deep, his nose suffocates against your pelvis when he plows in, hands doing just the same.
Feeling the older man press around to play at spongy walls, you couldn't help but knot a free hand through his shaggy hair as the other tightened around his phone… The nimble stretch kicked your feet up. Shivering, sheer incredulity warred across your features; your jaw was agape – totally agape. Nothing but strangled noises left your lustrous lips.
Suckling at pert folds and scissoring spongy walls, Toji worked with eager rolls with the tip of his tongue. Flicking across the pretty underside with deft movements that sent the flesh trembling. Trailing along the curving plumpness, his mouth maps your folds and bits that force your legs to tweeze around his shoulders.
He traces patterns into the lush flesh – no random movements, all meticulously and hard… Riding up your slit, never missing the rhythm that forced a kindled roll in your hips, along the ridges—the drawing, you felt a bold, T. O. J. I. trace out teasingly.
The distinguishing mark of the tittle from the “I” pressed right into your puffy hood. And he curled his tongue just right, the little nub puckered out into a spasm.
A sweet spasm too.
Engorged, your face grew tight. Twisting and turning, your tummy coiled ‘till it sprang up, feeling Toji slosh around in your cunt; bullying your walls to clench with a force until they fluttered open all while keeping a working mouth prodded against your thrumming needs.
“Toji!!” Your back lifts up off from the sheets. A perfect arch, he slides a hand beneath, holding you still while you mush shakey hips into his face, drawing out that high spiking through you and out like a geyser.
Fumbling over thoughts, Toji drowns between the sweet heat of your legs. Letting you glisten down the stubble on his chin. Groaning at the treat you spatter against his tongue, almost making his mouth a damn pool itself, he refreshes himself.
His throat bobs as he swallows you up.
A few languorous seconds, he pulls away sloppily. Saliva and messy juices still pearling in streams was sent pattering down his chin. With much of it staining his face – he didn't mind, he relished it, the nectar taste and how it sort of cooled him off was utterly pleasing…
He grabs the phone, smirking how it fumbled down with you.
Your mouth hangs loose. Limp and tingling all throughout.
Only for the tingles to spark into shots of raw lightning, barred hands travel of your sides, “So perfect baby… You think you're ready now? I think you are..?” Still trying to catch robbed breaths, weak eyes manage to flutter open and seize at the sight of the clamoring coming from below your bodies.
Pupils dilating and now snapped wide, you flinch at the presence of something so immense. Instinctively, the tips of your fingers press into the hard ‘v’ tracing down his pelvis in trepidation.
When the hell did he take that out?!
Like a church bell clanging, it swung low. His cock was heavy, the weight couldn't keep his hard pole up no matter how much blood flowed. When the rough-tough cock throbbed, it was the only time stiff dick meat lifted an inch…
“Heh, don’t get shy on me now.” Toji grabs your hand and swipes it away with a feathery kiss, “I told you not to worry that pretty little head off. That's my job.” And he was doing a damn good job!
“You're already so wet, so it'll slide in easy, m’kay?.. But I got this though. Just in case.” That black bag he brought in now answered your questions. The plastic crumbled as he reached for it – hucking it, a bottle of lube rolled in his palm and popped open.
Shaking it up, he dumps out half the bottle into his already soggy palm. Before shining his prize for you, he plops himself right on your rising tummy. Dammnit! He was teasing you out of your mind! Purely showing off how deep he was about to go…
Adorably nervous, the arousal from Toji tonguing you into oblivion excited those fuming hormones on how good he can work your pussy, but now? With a mammoth cock ready for you next, riled up your very engines…
Knobbily legs spread wide.
Biting at your lower lip, “Reach my guts, Toji.” Your hand dips between naked bodies and grabs a handful of thick cock meat. The oozing lube globbing at his base, you stroked it all the way up to his capped tip. Slathering the thin flesh with a twist.
Oh.
His silvery scar stretches, “Mmhm… Someone's worked up the courage.” He chuckles, carefully watching how you cutely try to wrap him whole into your palm.
Barely working out, but you tried.
… You were… ready — jittering with eager excitement, pussy still dribbling in muck, and a heart ready to throb out your chest again. You wanted— needed him in you, reminding yourself all the times you had to finger your pussy to just mere pictures, to a cock you drooled over digitally all alone with only tinkering thoughts. This was the time to finally fixate on fantasies, though Toji’s size still loomed at the back of your mind as he guided himself between sopping folds, prodding against your little entrance when you deemed his cock to be doused enough…
You suck in a deep breath.
Ready.
Yet, the audacity to whisper, “See, you're a big girl.” While half his body shrouded yours as he prepped himself above you; full mass shadowing over your frame with alluring sature, you toiled.
Blowing out a lust-laden breath. Toji soothes at your thighs, holding them in a firm grasp, and angled himself to mush the rubbery pink tip between the tightness of your quim. Any trepidation you had felt was clearly lost in the pressure of his crown plugging in, disappearing slow and methodically; penetrating you with a groan-inducing rush, a sensation of being gently, and nicely filled with the weight of something greater than you immediately expected.
“Oh fuck...” Almost in unison, his body curls forward while yours expands.
Toji felt hard and swollen inside. Having a well-ready, well-prepared cock that was itching for sexual relief, both of you wanted it. So, letting spongy walls stretch in rough accommodation for it; swelling around the girth of the thick slab of cock as he pushed down, sinking an inch, then two, then three, then… inside in a steady rhythm.
“Atta girl…” Aching. He didn't move fast. No hesitation, no waiting, but no real rush, either. But just a firm push that you could catch the first sight of his cock driving down into the tight, slick seal before knocking back, “Look at that.” As Toji pressed further in, a bump—a thick outline bubbled up at your tummy.
Your eyes almost cross. Trying hard to focus on the log settling in the pit of your softest parts — with fail, your head bobbles into sheets, and throat scars with an endless mewl.
Toji took this chance to sink the rest of his cock in. And as he shimmied his hips forward, he got closer, chest hovering over yours almost stroking gently. You take this chance to wrap your arms around his neck as a safe haven. Clawing red trails to sweep the sauntering man who prowled in inches for a kiss – a hot, fast smack of the mouths, far more forceful than earlier; simply locked into a lustful maw as his cock wormed fully in.
Without preamble. Both of you let the moments to adjust to the feeling of his cock inside of you pass before sodden hurls could play out… It was a euphoric phenomenon that made the walls of your pussy flutter, a grinding touch and a friction-filled push that made nerve endings crackle like an active wire.
Walls flexing and expanding to the hilt, Toji felt much, much bigger inside of you than he did outside. Optics or not, the firm drop of the hips, your stomach muscles curled and promoted what was throbbing, deeply in you.
“So fucking tight.” So tight, Toji had to buck his hips with a little force. The pressure of your walls kept sliding him right out, but staying firm, he glides back in.
Sparking up a rhythm, catching how mewls turned into needy wants, and knitted brows softening up for more. He draws out his hips, slowly letting his dick flop out, but never unplugging you completely; quick with driving his pink head down to keep you filled. Utterly filled, to the hilt.
“Toji–fuck–yes, please… please, fuck me.”
That's all he needed to hear.
Truly ready now.
Toji’s lusty lips pop off from yours as he powered himself forward. The first few thrusts gutted you, practically molding a new shape in your insides. Drilling into you with slick, manipulation, he expands wet barriers with working hips. Mushing the mounds ‘till they snapped around him and sucked him right up.
“Yeah, this what I needed.” His words worked up of mostly groans as he rocked back and forth—even dragging the bed with him… “This is what I was dreaming for...”
Barreling now, each swing roughened up. And each time he shoved himself into your weeping pussy, the bulge followed along your pelvis.
Locking your ankles around his waist, Toji leans up, needing to bend his knees to reach balls deep. Lifting your butt from the sheets, he holds your lower half in the air. All that muscle working, half your body was in his vice — Well, your damn head was in the clouds too… Torso splayed flat, the view of your lifted bottom half was exotic; all you could see was his cock head jackhammering ‘till he couldn't get any further than your perk cervix.
He held you tightly, the pads of his fingers dug deep into the soft flesh of your thighs. Knowing bruises were sure to blossom in the morning… Not only surface level, but each bump trudging through you hit at your sensitive womb.
Hard, fast, and brisk, each motion blending into the next rhythm—a forward swing and a backward pull like a damn pendulum. And he was focused on dragging all inches as he did, filling you out in endless repetitions, sending his cockhead through those clenching depths and right up against your perk cervix.
You didn't think you could breathe now, but as his hands glided to the extent of your legs, spreading them by your ankles. Toji was growling as he brought you further up with him; Holding your hips up, all human instincts replaced by feral needs. Positioning himself tall until he was fucking you like a construction worker drilling out cement, forcing your flimsy, fucked out body to be arranged at a downward angle, chin tucked with knobbly legs kept wide.
The camera was catching it all too! A genius, he thought, placing it right below your jiggling ass to catch all pounding movement… Even catching the flyaways of your sap milking out and slobbing down his length—Hard thigh too! The harder he barreled into you, a thicker shine dribbled between your bodies and blurred up the lens of the phone…
Heavy balls splat down against your ass at each hard plow. Balls deep, deeper than you could imagine—hard to, and your mind ogles and short circuits trying to comprehend this.
Gurgling, your tummy coils again… And this time Toji could feel your walls spasming all the more.
Deep, rolling strokes. Strong hips come in fleshy swings and he forcibly fucks out your high, “Yeah! Fuck baby, cum f’me. Cum all over this dick.” Dream dick to be fair.
That's all you could do, and as your pussy squeezed and clenched, leaking with a glisten, Toji drags your ankles towards your head. Pushing his twisting toes into the sheets, practically flattening his heavy orbs into doughy globes, and jamming all nth inches into you, your sappy cum gushes out all around him.
Electricity coursed along your limbs, waking them up again to wail like a damn fish out the sea and crowd around his chest. Squeezing and pulling taut receptively, and even as you cursed the sensations of bliss through a sloppy tongue, Toji followed.
“You feel so–fucck—!” Through an endless wave of pleasure, he pants.
Sending his cock thundering through your soaked channel. His pace was more pronounced ‘till weak. Mounting you; the tightening of his face, the swelling of his shaft, the throbbing of the balls pressed right against your perk ass, he was ready to explode.
Filling out your elastic folds with almost desperate movements, clearly right on the peak of popping. Toji topples into your mouth and shoves in a few more and final wet claps until he lets out a guttural moan.
“Tojii!—” In sync, you both watch each other, gazing so deeply with mouths agape as his cock hiccups and burps out a fresh load of white cum.
… Did you just fall in love?
Toji wiggles into you, “Take it all.” Carefully observing how you nod, breathless and dazed, he keeps you filled with baby batter—Filling you like a damn pastry!
Your body falls in the wreck as he plants his sweating skin across yours. Heaving heavily, the older, bigger man keeps you close. Keeping you beneath him as his cock pumps, moving like an inching worm through patted soil; and spurting out wads of thick ropes. Gooey warmness seeps in deep, filling up your pussy like a personal pool at each throb he pulsates with.
Though as he seemed to have dumped his whole load, balls now empty and less tightened from the flex of swimming cells. He huddles you close, keeping his dick lodged in you...
"I-wow.." Toji breathes, more of a shakey moan, "That was... you were..." He chuckles.
Swiping the sticking hair out of his face, he observes how you try to also recollect yourself too—a lot more of heavy breathing and gasps come from you... But assured, you pant out a bewildered giggle, "Yeah..."
"Yeah..." He repeats after you, agreeing.
… You feel a buzz on your ass..?
“Damn,” Toji easily lifts you to grab that damn phone he propped up thinking he was some cameraman in the making, “Damn again. Your pussy was leaking so much some got on the camera…” He inspects it, “It'd be hot to see when that happened… but hopefully, not for the majority of this perfect moment...”
You tease, “If then, we could just record another…” And Toji licks at his scar, feeling his cock hardening ‘till it stiffened up rock hard like a mighty pole…
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| You're so fucking hot.
| Can't stop thinking of that pretty face moaning.
| When are you free again?
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I srsly wasnt gonna make u go down a 🐇 hole but im too impatient so this is the 2nd... I give u five words: oral fixation and cum play,, guess who has it?? (Everyone tbh) but think abt it him telling u to keep his first load in ur mouth while pounding u to get his 2nd telling u not to spill it or swallow until his release and even then he would take it in his mouth only to spit it back in urs (ps should i be an emoji anon bc i know which one to use)
OOOOOOHHHH NOOOOOO :( NONNIE U ARE BACK !!! i swear u are the sole reason behind my existence rn asdfkjs i blame YOU for the fever i was running last nite !!! cause this is just... kajfhk this is SO GOOD
also worry not ,, there's a proper fic coming based on rabbit hole 2 TONIGHT </3 2.5 is in the works still but u know damn well i had to do these ideas justice. these are perfect i luv ur brain so much bbie !! also answering ur prev ask there's a small list of fav/hard no's when it come's to kinks !
i… have a certain ravenette in mind 4 this……………. but i am curious which one of the bllk guys u thought of mostly cuz!! you are so right i can see each of them being into that </3 can't blame them cause it really is the hottest idea EVER i am in looooove with cumplay :( sigh
cw: nsfw, cum play. 17- dni!
imagine rin holding a hand over your mouth so that nothing spills :( it gets even harder that way cause now you're also struggling to breathe properly with the way his large palm almost covers up your nose, too :( but the look in his eyes is enough of a motivation, you've let him down on this before and each and every time, you were rendered unable to walk properly for the next few days. you're on the verge of crying by the time he's groaning under his breath, pulling out and grabbing you by the ankles to bring you face-level with his cock.
"open," it's breathy and quick, desperate as he jerks himself, grip tight to mimic the feeling of your cunt. he would've thought it's impossible to feel any better than this, but as you obediently open your mouth, showcasing the pool of cum mixing with your saliva, he comes so hard his knees buckle underneath his weight.
and god he cums lots :( milky and runny and there's so, so much, cause he treats his body so well. your mouth overflows, a soft mewl slipping past your mouth along with a streak of cum as you watch him lose it. teal eyes hooded, mouth agape as he pants and grunts under his breath, rides his high out for all it's worth.
you'd think he was done - but the way his thumb reaches down to wipe away the cum that seeped out the corner of your mouth grants you the contrary. there's a glint of unease in your eyes, simply because you're just so worn out since you've been at it for what seems like hours - and he laughs a bit at the sight.
"fuck. who's my good girl?" it's sweet, a praise that you'll never get bored of and rin's aware. you whimper softly, the obvious answer almost rolling off your tongue - but the very next second your eyes are widening just slightly as he does the unexpected and goes for a kiss. filthy, eager and messy with the way his tongue dips past your lips and laps at your own, tasting himself all along.
you grab at his biceps, nails digging into the sturdy muscle, and you can sense yourself soak the sheets with need all over again.
rin groans into your mouth, hips dragging against the mattress despite his cock already bright pink with overstimulation, and grabs the back of your head. pulling you up to more of a sitting position, he deepens the kiss even more and renders you breathless. it gets your head dizzy and heavy with pleasure all over again, jaw slack as you let him take, take, take.
until he's had his fill.
he breaks the proximity between you two, a string of saliva mixed with his seed connecting your lips until he sits back on his heels again. it breaks off, makes him wipe at his chin with the back of his hand - the other already grabbing at your jaw to keep your mouth agape.
this has played out countless times before already, but doesn't fail to make you lightheaded anyway. he spits on your awaiting tongue, adding in to the mess of drool and two hefty loads of cum that have grown bitter on your tongue from the wait.
"good. swallow."
you only ever realize the breath you've been holding when your throat finally bobs, as you swallow the filth and almost choke with the way your lungs feel so tight from asphyxia. your mouth feels strangely empty as you stick your tongue out again, to show no sign of his cum anywhere.
only then does rin's shoulders roll back slightly, taut muscles finally relaxing with a shaky exhale. he's spent and you can tell - from the way his thighs have a slight tremble to them as he lowers himself down to lay next to you, strong arms pulling you on top of his chest.
"god i fucking love you." he breathes. "you know that?" there's an almost amused lilt to his voice as you nose at his throat - settling for a soft hum as your only answer.
of course you know - he makes sure you do, by all the filth he puts you through <3
#nonnie i'd say u could be the rabbit emoji!! cmon it makes sm sense hehe !#with u always throwing me down soooo many wonderful rabbit holes !#i'd say it'd be quite cute actually hehe >_<#thank yewww 4 blessing me with ur thoughts again I AM KISSIN U ON THE MOUTH#also ofc i made it abt rin cause who else#BUT imagine this.. this w/ reo.. OHHH GOD in a poly ship with nagi#YUM ???#anyways. i am about to fucking implode#rin itoshi smut#rin smut#itoshi rin smut#✩ rin.thirsts#blue lock smut#bllk smut#rin itoshi x reader#itoshi rin x reader#bllk x reader#blue lock x reader
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JJK x Reader: Pushover
Summary: As an heiress on a mission to not get married, you go on a lot of marriage dates with older men. Finally meeting a man your age, you think Jeon Jungkook will have the same idea in mind as you. But you’re in for a surprise. Part 7 of the No Time for Love oneshot series!
Genres: Smut (pure smut hahaha)
Tags: Dom!Jungkook, good boy! Jungkook, Rich Girl!Y/N, Sub!Y/N, possessiveness!!!!!!!, oral sex (m. receiving), doggy style, JJK’s tats make an appearance, implied manhandling kink, aftercare, welcome to hell ladies.
Warnings: Unprotected sex!! (wrap it up)
WC: 3.1k
For the first and only time, these marriage dates feel useful to you.
A weekend getaway is what you need after a long few months of trying to run off older suitors. You’re only twenty-three, still a college student with a lot of potential in life. Yet, for rich people, young just means eligible for marriage. Because marriage is a way to get more connections and money in life.
Your parents have tried all sorts of things. You’ve run them all off in one way or another. With the rude or annoying ones, you played it dumb and matched their energy. With the hot and likable ones, you usually took them home on the first night.
Now at the end of their wits, your parents decide that fuck it, maybe someone your age will change your mind on marriage. You know for a fact it won’t, but you’re grateful nonetheless for tonight’s date.
Jeon Jungkook is the son of your parents’ company’s Director Jeon. He’s everything you’d want in a son-in-law, at least on paper. He’s already got a Master’s in business even though he’s only a year older than you, speaks multiple languages, and is reportedly very polite and handsome. Even though you don’t personally believe in marriage, you can’t lie – Jeon Jungkook definitely sounds like the full package.
With such a reliable son, it’s been rumoured Director Jeon will be retiring to hand over his position soon. It’s been said that Jungkook has been working day in and out to earn his father’s position, and that despite his looks, Jungkook is quite serious and doesn’t like partying or noise. You respect the man’s introverted nature, which is why you take up your parents’ offer for a weekend away at your beach side summer home.
You meet Jungkook at the mansion, which is set up next to the beach.
“Hello.” He spots you, coming over with a smile. You take a minute to check him out. Oh he’s handsome, even more handsome than the rumours say. His hair is parted a little to show a wide forehead, and his features are strong and masculine. But you can tell from his full-sleeved button up and ironed slacks that he is as uptight as the rumours say as well.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N.” You smile at him, then lead him inside.
“How has your week been?” Jungkook asks you, obviously a little nervous.
“Good, good.” You answer, already a little bored. If only Jeon Jungkook was as flirtatious as he is handsome. But no matter, you’ve got a way with men like him. “Are you looking forward to the beach?”
Jungkook gives you a small, unconvincing smile. “Yes.”
You stop yourself from frowning. What, is he planning to work while we’re here?
You head to your separate rooms, starting to unpack. You’re halfway done when you get a text from your cousin Lena. Call me RN!!
“Yes?” You ask her when she picks up.
“Are you on a date with Jeon Jungkook right now? Like THE Jeon Jungkook?” Lena squeals in your ear. You pull the phone away from your ear. “I came here with my girls for the weekend and almost fainted when I saw you going inside with him!”
“Yeah. He’s kinda uptight though.” You admit. “Although maybe he’ll warm up to me over the weekend.”
“We’re throwing a pool party tonight, bring him at all costs! If you’re not into this hot nerd, I sure am!” Lena giggles.
You grin. “No way, he’s mine for the weekend.”
“That depends on who snags him first Y/N!” Lena laughs. “I’ll see you tonight at 7. Don’t be late!”
You hang up, smiling at your phone. It’s been ages since you saw your cousin, and you like her idea. Maybe Jeon Jungkook will warm up to you after a couple drinks. You’re not in this for marriage, but you certainly won’t mind having Jungkook in your bed tonight.
You finish unpacking and go downstairs, humming happily to yourself. Your smile immediately falls off your face when you see Jungkook sitting on the sofa, his work laptop in hand.
“Jungkook?” You ask.
He looks up at you, slightly startled. Then, he gives you a sheepish smile. “Sorry, just checking the stock prices for today.”
You chew your bottom lip. You get the sudden feeling he’ll say no to going to the party. “So…”
Suddenly, Jungkook looks at the clock behind you. “Oh, how rude of me! It’s lunchtime.”
What? You think, watching him close the laptop and stand up. You follow him to the kitchen, watching him look through the cabinets and the fridge. “What would you like to eat, Miss Y/N? I’m a pretty good cook.”
You shrug. “Ramen is okay.”
You watch Jungkook turn away from you, humming to himself as he begins to cook the noodles. You’re nervous, something that you never really are around men. But there’s something about Jungkook that makes him special. He just feels like an adult, like someone who knows what he’s doing and doesn’t have time for things like silly parties.
Still, it’s worth a shot. “Hey, Jungkook.” You ask him. Jungkook turns around from the stove.
“Yes, Y/N?”
“Um, so.. My cousin is here this weekend too and they’re throwing a pool party at their house tonight. Would you like to come with me?”
As expected, Jungkook doesn’t exactly look thrilled at the idea. “Um, sure.”
You feel your heart sink. Are you getting rejected right now.
“Here you go.” Jungkook places the plate of noodles in front of you a couple minutes later. You watch him pick up his plate and leave, probably to go look at stocks or whatever the fuck.
“What a dick.” You mutter to yourself.
After a while of sulking, you decide you’re not going to let Jungkook’s uptightness bother you.
You doll yourself up tonight, in a cute bikini and a light slip dress that leaves little to the imagination. You put your hair up in a half up half down look, putting on some light makeup. You adorn your wrists with bracelets and grab a pair of sunglasses, just for show.
You come downstairs to find Jungkook in a long sleeved shirt and cargo swim trunks. The two of you could not be more opposite.
You make eye contact with Jungkook, and for a split second, you swear you see his eyes travel down your body. But then, his good boy smile returns. “Hey. Ready to go?”
The pool party is so noisy you can hear it several houses down, and it doesn’t take long for you to step past the doors of your cousin’s vacation house and get into the chaos.
“Y/N!” Lena squeals. She gives you a tight hug. “And you must be Jungkook! I’m Lena, nice to meet you!” She beams.
Behind you, Jungkook gives her a tight smile. “Nice to meet you.”
You quickly get busy talking with your cousin’s friends, catching up after a long time. But all the while, you watch Jungkook in your peripheral — you see him make small talk with a few people, but mostly he stays inside the house, away from the pool.
“Here, have a drink!” Lena yells in your ear over the noise.
You throw back the drink in the red solo cup, a sickly sweet mesh of vodka and punch. The music blares louder, and you see a girl go up to Jungkook down the hall. She leans in to say something to him, and to your disappointment, he leans in to talk back to her. She walks away a moment later with a smile on her face, and you feel unnecessary jealousy creep into you.
Oh, so he does know how to treat women like he’s actually into them.
You busy yourself in a round of beer pong, not really interested in the people nor the game, but the feeling of Jungkook’s eyes lingering on you as you throw back drink after drink.
“Hey,” An unknown voice whispers in your ear. You look up to see a blond man, one you’ve never met before. He’s handsome, but your gut tells you something isn’t quite right. “Wanna head upstairs?”
You open your mouth to answer, alcohol clouding your brain. But then, you feel a strong pair of arms wrap tight around your centre and pull you backwards against a firm chest. “She’s with me, actually.” Jungkook’s deep voice rumbles in his chest, reverberating against your back. Self-control now gone, you shiver.
You watch the blond give Jungkook a dirty look then walk off. You can’t lie — that was sexy as hell, but you don’t get why Jungkook would do all this for you. “Jungkook?” You ask.
Jungkook lets go of you. You follow him silently, away from the noise near the pool table and to a quieter area of the yard.
“Hey, Jungkook?” You ask, your words slightly slurred due to the alcohol.
He turns around and looks at you. “Yes?”
You look down at your feet. “You know this isn’t real, right?”
Jungkook frowns. “What?”
“I mean—” You gesture backwards to the party. “All of this. It’s just a formality. What I’m saying is you don’t need to pretend to be all gentlemanly. I mean, I know what men are like. You don’t have to fake it, it’s not like I’ll tell on you if you get drunk or hookup with a girl on your vacation.”
Jungkook doesn’t say anything for a moment. “...Got it.” He says, turning away. You look up at him, catching his tightly clenched jaw and angry expression. “So you want me to be like that asshole.”
“Jungkook—” You call out to him, following him as he walks towards the house again. Suddenly, you roll your ankle. “Fuck!” You yell as you fall into the pool. Caught off guard, you splutter.
Once again, that same pair of strong hands pulls you in close, dragging you up for air.
“You’re a real handful, you know?” Jungkook mutters, pulling you in against his chest. You stare at him, shocked at how different he looks now. His hair is soaking wet, pushed back from his forehead. His white button up is now see-through from the water, and you can see the distinct black outline of tattoos along his upper chest and his right arm. You even think you see piercing holes along his ears.
What?
You let him pull you out of the water, blushing hard. You hear your cousin fussing over you nearby, but all you can look at is Jungkook.
Jungkook unbuttons his wet shirt and tosses it aside, accepting a dry towel from someone nearby. You swallow. A six pack and a sleeve tat is not what you were expecting from nerdy Jeon Jungkook.
“I’m going.” You whisper to Lena, getting up. You need to get your head straight.
You go home alone, both from embarrassment and also from how flustered you are by Jeon Jungkook. You strip off your wet clothes and sink into bed, needing a nap to get your head sorted.
A knock on your door wakes you up a couple hours later.
You groan, sitting up. It’s darker now, close to sunset.
Jungkook stands in your doorway, looking like his usual self again. A button up shirt and his hair down in his face. He makes the man you saw hours ago look like an illusion.
“Can we talk?” Jungkook asks, sounding nervous.
You nod, and Jungkook comes over, sitting on the edge of your bed. He sighs. “I admit I was being childish earlier. I didn’t mean to startle you enough that you slipped into the pool. How do you feel now?”
You shrug. “Okay.”
Jungkook’s eyes trail down for a second, then his hand snakes out. He pulls up the covers in front of your chest, covering your exposed cleavage for you. You blush. A man has never shown that much consideration for you.
“But I meant what I said earlier.” You continue, putting your hand over his. Jungkook looks down at your hands, then at you. “This is all just for show. You know as well as I do why our parents want us to get married.”
Jungkook bites his lower lip, then looks away. He mutters something.
“What?” You ask. He says nothing. You frown. “Jungkook, what did you say?”
“I said, that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of you.” Jungkook says, startling you with the fierce look in his eyes. “If we’re here together for the weekend, obviously I don’t want some greasy dude putting his hands all over you. I wanna keep you safe, that’s all.”
You blush, biting your lower lip. “...Then do it.”
Jungkook frowns. “Do what?”
“Put your hands all over me.” You pull the blanket down, putting Jungkook’s big hand flat against your chest bone.
Jungkook looks at you, then at his hand against your chest, then sighs. Then, without a second’s hesitation, he tugs you into the fiercest kiss you’ve had in a long time.
You let him pull you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist. You kiss for a long time, then tug at his shirt collar to demand he take it off.
Jungkook tips his head back, letting out an airy laugh.
You frown at him. “What?”
Jungkook looks up at you, his eyes glinting in the dim light. “You don’t really think this is how it’s gonna go, do you, babe?”
Jungkook’s hands trail down to your hips, his thumbs pushing in against your pubic bone. You gasp. He smirks. “Do you think I’m a pushover?”
“N-No?” You ask, confused. You are shocked at Jungkook’s confidence, his complete flip in personality.
“Being nice to women isn’t the same as not knowing what I’m doing in the bedroom baby.” Jungkook whispers in your ear, pressing a kiss to your neck. You shiver. “Familiar with the colour system, babe?”
Your eyes widen. “No way.”
Jungkook lets out another airy laugh. “Try me.”
“G-Green for go, yellow for slow down, red for stop.”
Jungkook hums, eyes darkening. “And what’s yours, babe?”
“G-Green, sir.”
Jungkook lifts you up by the backs of your thighs, bouncing you slightly. You gasp, wrapping your legs around his waist. “S-Sir.” You whimper.
Jungkook kisses you hard. “Fucking finally.” He hisses. “Been waiting to get my hands on you.”
You let him lay you down against the bed in just your swimwear, pinning your hands above your head. He kisses along your neck, then down your collarbone. He chuckles against your skin as you whine and writhe to no avail.
“You have no idea how much I hated seeing those fuckboys eyeing you.” Jungkook says, kissing down your stomach and your hips. You thrust up and he holds you down with ease, leaving small marks along your pubic bone. You watch as he leaves marks along your thighs, too. Then, in complete contrast to everything else he’s done so far, Jungkook lightly kisses you over your panties.
You shiver. Oh he’s going to ruin you.
“Up.” He orders, and you obey. Jungkook unbuckles his pants, bringing out his thick member. “Come here, babe.” He orders with a playful smirk, and you’d be damned if you didn’t listen.
You lay down, taking his cock in your hand and licking up and down. You glance up at him every now and then, making him groan. You’re doing good, you know you are. And from the look Jungkook is giving you, you’ll be rewarded for it soon enough.
"Wow you look a lot better like that. Maybe it's because your annoying mouth is shut for once." You whine at his mean words but Jungkook chuckles. He cards his hands through your hair and brushes it back from your face. "Don't whine baby, I know you like it. I'll reward you soon enough."
“On your front, babe.” Jungkook orders once he feels good enough. You let him reposition you, lifting your hips to let him place a pillow under your hips. You hear him humming faintly, as if he’s just going about his day to day activities. But contrary to his humming are his deft fingers, which pull down your swim bottoms in one go. “Beautiful.” Jungkook compliments, unsnapping your bra with one hand.
You crane your head back, letting him kiss along the crook of your neck and down your back. “S-Sir.”
“Be patient, babe.” Jungkook warns you. “I said I’ll reward you, didn’t I?”
You whine, but stop as soon as you feel his hard member line up against your entrance. It slides up and down between your folds and then—
Then repeats. You wiggle your hips. Jungkook chuckles. His arm comes around your middle, pulling you up into a half-sitting position. “What? Want me?”
“Yes! Yes, sir!” You beg, but Jungkook has other plans.
“Hmm. Too bad I don’t have to listen to you.” Jungkook teases, continuing to run his member up and down, teasing your entrance. Then, when you’re least expecting it, he slides all the way into you, hard.
You clench around him immediately, and he hisses under his breath. “That’s it.” He praises you, thrusting into you hard while holding you up against him. You moan, hands down against the pillow. “You’ve been testing my patience all fucking day, babe. Looking all cute when you talk, dressing up all pretty. It’s so obvious you wanted me from the start.”
You whine. “Y-You knew?”
Jungkook growls in your ear. “Of course. I wanted to see how long it would take before you begged me. But instead you tried getting my attention with another fucking man.”
“B-But you talked to a girl too!” You try to argue between pants.
Jungkook chuckles. “I told her I wasn’t interested because I had a girl. A sweet girl that begs me to fuck her.”
You whimper, feeling your orgasm rising. “P-Please!” You cry out.
Jungkook’s hand snakes between your thighs, rubbing your clit for you. “Come, baby.” He lets you, his own hips picking up.
You come face down on the bed, ass up and pressed against your dom. You feel him come inside you, and you both sigh, relaxing at last.
After a long cuddle session and many sweet nothings muttered, Jungkook carries you to the bathroom where he helps you into the shower.
You let him clean you up and dress you, giving you sweet kisses and praise all the while.
“By the way, I hear there’s another party happening tomorrow. Since we’re here for the weekend anyway, we’re going.”
Jungkook laughs. “I hate parties. I’m not going.”
You pout. Jungkook lifts a brow. “Are you always this fucking cute?”
You smirk. “You’d have to marry me to find out.”
Jungkook rolls his eyes, giving you a smirk. “What am I, a pushover?”
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As always, thanks for reading!
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hey Crowley,, infodump about the first oc that comes to mind >:) I will draw them also bc I am bored
HEYHAIAHSLGLSISNWID HIHIHI HIII
Since u liked Ghost Host I’m talking about him bc I don’t think I ever talked abt him to anyone?? They deserve some attention
ok so obviously. They are a ghost. But they weren’t supposed to, well at least he shouldn’t be on the neutral plane
There IS a plane for ghosts but that’s obviously not Ghost Host (or on that same note, Rubem for example) is, and that is due to uh… interplane technical problems
But there’s no way anyone can know that so any ghosts that get trapped on the neutral plane just assumed they became a ghost bc they died and it is what it is yk
BUT Ghost Host is a menace. A little bitch if you will.
Don’t let his cool ass design fool you, he is NOT a good person (ghost, person, whatever, you get it), but oh boy he got soo much worse when he became a ghost, they never did anything bad but he saw not being alive + being able to pass through stuff + "teleporting"/flying + becoming invisible as a cool opportunity to he wicked
so the story until now: they were alive yeah ok BAM they're fucking dead and plans are kinda weird rn so my bro becomes a ghost on earth?? Oh my God so cool that's a great moment to do shit and be evil tm, how you ask me? Obviously by becoming a radio host that tells horror stories and terrorizing people who listen to him bc he found a way to move through radios bc ghosts aren't bound to the limits of physics, yes it occasionally results in murder, no no ones knows how he became a radio host and no one can get him out bc they don't even know who he is??? Girl help we are fucked
Ghost Host be like "I post from here"
ALSO I haven't decided exactly when this is set but it's not in the present + IT DID STOP
It stopped BECAUSEE um how do I put this. Ok so remember plane hoppers? (I think I explained those to you and Len not sure), yeah so they ARE the only guys who can jump between planes and also the only ones who know everything about this plane shit and therefore the ones who take care of any interplane related problem, unfortunately the. Technical issues I mentioned were out of their hands but they figured they could make the damages smaller if they took any ghosts that got trapped to the right plane (which I'm still working on)
So yipee!!! Ghost Host is not on earth anymore!!!!
There will be worse technical issues later
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well, i know everyone had an incredible time and there are definitely no characters who are emotional wrecks after the valentine’s festivities wdym!!! i am just jumping in here with a post event plotting call !! i will most likely be dropping a fair amount of my pre-event things, just to get a fresh start and do some spring cleaning. that said, i am gonna keep / transition replies as they start to wrap up. this is basically for me make sure i can have a place to put all my thoughts for plotting! and with that said, below the cut will be my babes vibes / plot ideas. they are all open for plotting !! please like this for plotting !!! i decided i’m a liar about the starters and will be doing small calls within the discord where needed !!
ok, i think that is everything !! sorry for the giant info dump lmaooo
chibiusa tsukino || sailor moon
she/her pronouns - bro her dad attacked her, she’s having an awful terrible time. chibiusa really thought being sailor chibimoon as an adult would be easier than as a kid, but really she just realized how difficult all of this has become, and is sort of falling harder into her training. because she knows how hard this is going to be if she isn’t always training. also, training keeps her distracted from the memories of her dad attacking her so, win win... right?
➳ plot ideas : friends !! please !!!, like someone she can confide in about what happened, coworkers, personal trainer, gym friends, just pls give her friends.
daniela dimitrescu || resident evil 8 : village
she/they pronouns - lowkey mad she didn’t get to kill MORE people, to be completely honest with you. sure, it was fun messing with her sister’s little play thing, but really, daniela just feels bored. so, i am sorry rn if you talk to them, because they are absolutely going to be insufferable and will happily maim and torture just to get rid of this boredom. but you know,, if you missed out on unaliving a muse, she’s your bug-humanoid.
➳ plot ideas : victims lmao, flings/hook ups to get their frustration out in a slightly healthier way (open to female presenting muses), a friend? i think they can make those,
emma vanity || harry potter : marauders era
she/her pronouns - this was incredibly unsatisfying, honestly. while she was happy to, she spent most of the night helping rabastan, stopping him from hurting narcissa. and while she really did not mind helping a friend, she does feel like she missed out on the fun. but for now, she’s happy to just move on, to just continue trying to find her footing within the city.
➳ plot ideas : personal assistant, coworkers (she’s charmed her way into working in a muggle business firm), rich friends :)
leia organa || star wars
she/her pronouns - hey wassup meet darth bastilla, how’s everyone doing !!! brown eyes are GONE, this woman is fully off the deep end and like there is no turning back. she choked out her fucking granddaughter, nearly killed her son, leia had decided to stop even attempting to pretend like things are normal. she’s tired of hearing about how her choices are hurting everyone, tired of being criticized by the very people she tried to save. so instead, she’s just let go. please understand what you’re getting into talking to her.
➳ plot ideas : besties i’m so sorry the only plots you’re getting from her is bastilla yelling at you, which we can do !!!, but that’s the vibe rn
marlene mckinnon || harry potter : marauders era
she/her pronouns - honestly marlene is TIRED. she would love a BREAK. she spent so much of tonight just trying to keep her family from going off the deep end, all while like, trying to find coverage at work before hand and just-- seriously, when is it her turn to just RELAX. she’d love to know. otherwise, please do not speak to her for like eight business days as she will be utterly unreachable and napping. talk to her again in march kind of vibes.
➳ plot ideas : co-workers that she can complain about the night to/willing to take double shifts so she can rest, drinking buddies
omega archeron || star wars : bad batch
she/they pronouns - also attacked by their dad !! if i had a nickel !! weird !! but doing VERY BADLY with this change. i’m slowly updating them with each new episode of the bad batch as well so dealing with all of the information in their brain from home, on top of the fight between themselves and hunter is leaving them handling everything very very badly again. please give them a grace period, i promise they’ll chill out but for rn they are Spiraling and will be looking for bad influences.
➳ plot ideas : bad influences, people to sneak her into bars, people they can get into fights with, all around negative vibes but omega’s enjoying that vibe rn
pj halliwell || charmed ‘98
she/they pronouns - doing “okay”? as okay as like anyone really can be but like hey, first time being under some weird curse spell, she thinks she did alright honestly. she didn’t attack anyone, even if they were pretty close to giving in with wyatt. will be doing the rounds of the family, making sure they’re all okay, and trying to just make up with the people who they got into fights with, including her boyfriend. but like hey, what was said during purge night can’t be held against you, right? right???
➳ plot ideas : people that might need someone to talk to or help explain what happened, friends that need help knowing if their s/o hates them now, she’s a cupid they are gonna wanna fix things !!!
rosemary winters || resident evil - shadows of rose
she/they pronouns - tired for a v different reason. they haven’t used their powers like this in a very long time and girl needs a FAT NAP. they absolutely over did it, went way too hard fighting mob and really just would like to pretend that the whole night never happened. will not be leaving their dad’s house, or their room even for a while. would like to just be normal again and valentine’s proved that they are far from normal!!!
➳ plot ideas : friends to come bring them lunch in bed, please just come hang out with them while they mope around, someone to help them with their powers
rowena ravenclaw || harry potter - founders era
she/her pronouns - freshly unaware babey!!! surprise !!! rowena is having a great time, though she really thinks it was just a like ‘english teacher gone wild’ vibe and she just got very drunk last night and does not remember. really hoping she didn’t run into any of her students, and is going to be trying to just go about her days as normal. very normal person, enjoying a very normal life, absolutely from this century, please don’t get her mixed up with someone else.
➳ plot ideas : english students, co-workers, unaware friends
sella palpatine || star wars
she/her pronouns - fam her girlfriend killed her sister she’s having a Bad Time. she’s found out A Lot about her family as well, considering she’s learning about the truth of what the palpatine name means to the rest of the galaxy, and then dealing with being attacked and injured by a vampire. her family is falling apart in her eyes and she wants things to be normal again. will be coping by forcing normalcy, after she gets the facts settled, and does not want to take any criticism rn
➳ plot ideas : please just help her have VERY NORMAL VIBES, someone to really tell her what’s going on, honestly-- a therapist, friends who are totally unconnected from sw
sophie hatter || howl’s moving castle
she/they pronouns - ok so, maybe don’t believe sophie when they say ‘it’ll be 20 minutes i’ll be totally safe’ cause fam is sporting some NASTY cuts. honestly, they think it could be worse and don’t really want to hear otherwise. it was worth it to know that most of their family had at least made it out okay. had the strangest group of people staying back at howl’s apartment with them, but hey, we love a family party. really just happy to start healing and get back to normal. spring is coming and they are !! very excited !! for the cherry blossoms !!
➳ plot ideas : nanny for their son, someone they can be excited about the better weather with, also lowkey looking for normal vibes, secretly wants to learn to use at least One Weapon so maybe someone to help with that
suki || avatar : the last airbender
she/they pronouns - suki like just got here and they do not like it one bit. she doesn’t trust this place and would like to go home, immediately. what is with the people around here! it’s worse than being in a warzone. at least back home it was clear who everyone was trying to fight. definitely on edge right now and just trying to get settled despite all of the craziness.
➳ plot ideas : training friends, clients at her gym/classes, please someone to just help them adjust to the city in general, reassure her that this place is not dangerous like that all the time
tatum riley || scream ‘96
she/her pronouns - lowkey highkey very glad this is all over. would like to reconcile with her boyfriend and move on. seriously, her luck with boys is so shitty lately, she would like to just have something normal. to have one normal holiday even. will be just moving on, honestly. once she and fred talk, she is more than happy to just go on with her life and pretend this didn’t happen. that’s doable, right?
➳ plot ideas : friends that she can talk about valentines with, people who know more about the occult so she can learn, just all around friend vibes
victoria sutherland || twilight
she/her pronouns - please understand how bad of a time she had, her current boyfriend killed her ex and she didn’t even get to celebrate it cause now he’s mad at her ://///// she will be taking this out on anyone who interacts with her for the next 2 weeks. i’m sorry if you are one of them, but don’t say i didn’t warn you, xoxo.
➳ plot ideas : someone she can take her frustrations out on, maybe someone to give her advice if she’ll listen.
#hw: plot call#a walking talking meme || ooc#long post tw#so im sorry that its so long lgljdfg#but i like having everything in one place more than anything
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Tagged by @chuuyaaz tyyyyy
15 questions
are you named after anyone? Nahhhh
when was the last time i cried? this morning lmaoooo
do you have kids? God no, I love children but I don’t want any myself
do you use sarcasm a lot? Probably more than I should tbh
what sports do you play/have you played? I like playing badminton/tennis, I did dance as a kid
what's the first thing you notice about other people? What outfit they are wearing
eye colour? blue
scary movies or happy endings? happy endings (I don’t watch too much live action horror because I’m too anxious sdsadsa)
any special talents? I’m really good at being in a room and not being noticed shaudhsadasdas I’m really quiet
where were you born? UK
what are your hobbies? watching anime, editing, photography, drawing, playing video games
do you have any pets? a couple kitty cats!!! don’t live with them but they are still mine
how tall are you? 161cm so around 5′2/5′3
fav subject in school? Media was my best subject for sure
dream job? Something media/creative!!!! I’d like to take photos for a living, I’m gonna be studying marketing and I’m okay at that! Would maybe like to have my own studio in the future!
Even more questions!
current time: 12:30pm
current mood: Bored and tired
current activity: Playing genshin
currently thinking about: Need to get ready for the Gym soon
current fav song: Could we Burn Darling? - FVK
currently reading: nothing rn I’m too busy!!!!
currently watching: just finished rewatching KNY whilst I wait for my sister to give me her streaming websites log in details so I can pick out something else to watch
current fav character (if any): DOUMA <333 I am so fucking normal about him and totally not possessive and obsessed :)
current wips (if any): Working on a senemi colouring set (Will finish it this week) and doing my KNY s3 sets!!! I also have a Douma set in my mind but I don’t wanna only do things of him lmao
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Hey, happy New Year, bestie! I swear you are the only one who is able to follow my insane ramblings - life or politics or philosophy or lore - and not only never get tired, but always grow even MORE excited! You've been nothing but understanding and encouraging for me and you are automatically the best friend for every weirdo in the world. You are so warm and self-sufficient and open-minded, I hope that you will keep the traits that make you so unique and eccentric ( /pos), and that they can be your strength. Thank you for your time and for being incredibly funny and for being the backbone of my creative approach, for your supercomputer memory and for being unphased by anything this world does to people. I doublt I'd be anywhere nearly good in life if it wasn't for you to start chatting with me on Deviantart back in my Kirby days. Thank you for everything, and I hope you find even more friends, because you have the best effect on people and will quickly become the best person they knew.
Man, that is veeeeeeeery freaking heart-warming, I really needed something like this. Thank you so so much, bestie <3
I am glad I was able to make such a strong impact and I'll strive to keep up the good work. It goes without saying that your presence in my life is just as important ahah. I am genuinely not sure what I'd even be doing rn without you getting hundreds of engaging ideas every time. If anything, things would probably be much more boring for me lmao that's for sure.
Knowing you has been a great experience to get out of my shell. I'll keep on improving on that front but I can't stress enough how important your advice and even your support has been, so thank you, and thank you very much...
What I am trying to say is... Happy New Year bud, you mean a lot to me and many others! Keep up the swagger and cool-as-fuck art! And the humor, I love your humor!!!
#val-responds#it's katya#this made me super happy you have no idea!!!#it made my day (even if it technically just started)#it was THAT good lol#thank you so much for the friendship and memories#can't wait to see what other things we can do together next year#also a shoutout to all the wonderful mutuals and people I know but aren't here#you are all great my TL has not one person I don't enjoy seeing#and sorry to some of my friends if we don't get to talk as often but I genuinely cherish you all#in any case#happy new year to all!
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for the fanfiction tropes: hanahaki, timeloops, and modern aus!
hanahaki: C. surprisingly, i'm indifferent. which is odd based on how much i talk and write about it. it definitely varies from fic to fic, and how the author handles it. if its generic hanahaki than im not the biggest fan, it can be boring at times. but if the author adds their own twist to the story, or to the disease itself, or whatever to make it different from others and to spice it up, then im in :)
time loops: A. OOHHHH YEAH THIS. THIS IS THE GOOD SHIT. time loops are so fucking good!! i wish i could write them as well as others do!! its the angst, the repetition, the overwhelming feeling of helplessness, anger and sadness--it all mixes in and makes something beautiful. i really love the idea of repeating things, whether or not they even have some sort of important meaning, or maybe its just something dumb and stupid and meaningless that drills into the main characters head. its about trying to escape but being trapped in this hell. its about possibly getting out and crying and feeling so relieved. its about possibly being stuck there for the rest of eternity, cursed to forever live the same day. its about the interactions with other characters, and how to them its just a normal day but the main character knows better. its about how hollow they become. its about how they've changed so much and no one knows or understands why. its about the journey that no one will ever know about--the journey that might not ever end.
I'm actually planning out a fe3h timeloop rn! it's gonna be quite long (i want it to be 10k at the very least, probably longer though), but i don't work on it as often as i should. i keep getting distracted by other things to write lol (which btw is a sylvix fic based on this song (which i am very much obsessed with yes, i have like three different versions i listen to) so if you wanna know what happens feel free to give a listen <3)
also also, if you know any good timeloop fics for any fandom please send them my way and i will forever be grateful and shall worship the land you walk on please and thank you <33
modern aus: D. for modern AUs, my mind immediately goes to a fe3h modern au, mainly because that's the only fandom i'm really in that would be applied to it. i'm honestly not the biggest fan of it tbh. the only times i would read it would be for comedy/crack fics i think. but in general i prefer reading things in the canon world, so i don't really care for modern au, i dont spend a lot of time on them
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fucking done finally, it only took me NINE FUCKING HOURS REALLY
my brain is really mushy so i don’t know if i can make my thoughts clear but as it goes,
As it goes, Wales brothers wise, it’s all i ever wanted. The brothers have a good dynamic, Lamorak was fleshed out so much that now i genuinely think he’s a fav character for good and not just because of, yknow, Wales association. I’m fascinated by his motivations and i kind of am cheering for him?
Percival is getting a grand and it’s great. his new design looks amazing and i’m so happy.
Aglovale’s development was really deep as well and i’m feeling so much for him. this event does a lot to endear me to him.
I didn’t expect to love Dindrane as much as i did, and i do hope we see more of them. I do think her dynamic with Lamorak was fantastic, though i don’t really like the worshipping turn at the end. I think they could have stayed the same it would have been better.
That said i am delighted she’s back and excited about what it’s preparing if they’re now working on making the early element of the saga work with the new stuff.
Tho also i do want to want more about her family branch and how the Wales house used her.
Tor is always my bestie uwu and Gawain’s involvement was wild, the guy is really just, talking about Lamorak all the time. What a lad.
Aleis was a very cool antagonist imo, and i really loved what she brought to the plot as a mirror version of the Wales’s loss.
The event was really great imo and i think the pacing was really nice, i didn’t feel bored reading it (god knows there’s event where i get upset bc the first 3 chapters slugs to get to something and only then it gets interesting)
so no Lamorak unit at the end of it, makes sense in a way. As they built him up i can see that it’s not the right time for this.
I do think the build up is really managed really well, but it is going to be agonizing to wait one full year to get a follow up on that. At least i’m feeling lucky we’re still garneted to have a follow up but still...
It does feel a bit more of a transitional event as nothing really gets resolved, but i’m really happy with it.
I kind of expect the next Knight event to give Siegfried a Grand, so i could see perhaps going back to Feendrache and specifically talking about the war that destroyed Merlin’s country, perhaps also allowing us for some Mordred’s identity reveal and perhaps therefore an unit for him as well.
tbh i feel like this event also set up that Lamorak won’t get an unit until the Merlin’s story is resolved, and i doubt it will be resolved next year. So long sweet boy....
That’s all that’s coming to my mind rn but my brain is fried DLKJFDF
it was such a good event though i’m really happy with it
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One of the things that scares me about the whole youtube thing is when I will have to start interacting with people more again. You unfortunately can't do anything in life without making connections and I fucking hate that part because everybody wants to grow and inevitably many people tend to act to succeed.
The thing is, I spent too many years dealing with shallow or not-really-compatible friendships and draining myself to keep them going that the moment I feel sb is fake, now, or not compatible with me I just leave. I have stability at this point of my life in this aspect, it's perhaps the only stable thing in my life and with everything else being a mess, I don't want to have to deal with such energy again. Also I can't act to save my life. I might be nice once, twice, 3rd time I might start ghosting or pushing people back cause I am getting sth is off. Not necessarily with the person but with our dynamic, like i feel i can't make it work past a specific point.
Still it's the last thing I can think of. I see all those vtubers sharing their goals and be like yeah I like games, I wanna do this for a living, I want to be a content creator and I am here like, yeah I am actually doing this for money, cause I suck at anything else but I can be funny or at least nerdy for game theory videos and stuff. I prefer watching youtube not make videos (it used to be my dream job, I wanted to be making films and videoclips, but now, after more than a decade of trying without a single spec of luck, it's boring to me), I hate being in front of a camera and I am incredibly shy. So I dunno how that's going to go.
I will just make videos and hope the algorithm will help me at first. Maybe I will get to speak to a person or two eventually. Others advise to get on discord but no thank you. I don't want another account and especially when it includes group chats in getting to know others. Last time I tried group chats I was stressed out of my mind and I can't afford being stressed rn. I hope these past 4 months of work won't go to waste, otherwise I'm going back to my book and accept my fate.
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OK.
Hi ! My name Is Clémentine! I'm an high-school AND college drop out from Belgium 🇧🇪
I self taught myself math science and shit to get my high school diploma to start biomedical science studies but turns out the school system is just not made for my brain 🙃
So 3 months ago I decided to drop out and tbh I've been really happy and really scared ever since.
I have a part-time job as a cashier rn but it's not enough to pay the bills so I returned to my mom's house
Problem : For the last 5 years, every psychiatrist I've been to has concluded the same thing; staying with my mother is toxic for me.
It's hard. I do really love my mom and my mom loves me but our relation is just destroying me and she doesn't wanna accept that so it won't get any better any time soon.
Solution: leaving the nest. I had a dorm for college, and tbh most of the time, I was thriving. If it wasn't for school, I was really happy to have my autonomy and shit.
My life has been a shit show for the past 11 years and tbh I really want a clean slate so I looked into leaving belgium and be on my own in another country !
Turns out as a EU citizen it's not hard to move to another EU country and as the depressed and cold person that I am I always wanted to move towards the north.
So after some looking into Finland Sweden Norway and Denmark I threw my interest at Sweden.
I, 21 F, am actively looking to move to Sweden with barely a high-school diploma in my pocket, and I dont know Swedish, of course.
The only thing I got going for me is the fact that I'm bilingual French and English and that I learn very fast.
Also, I'm motivated to work ? I discovered with my cashier work that I loved feeling useful and having things to do.
My mother obviously has no idea I'm planning this move. She would never agree to it. She has good and bad reasons for being overprotective of me but still, I'm a 21 year old woman in this fuxking shit show of a world and I wanna try and fail at things and have no regrets.
Last year me would not have the audacity to do this but one thing I did that changed my mind was last September I went to Madrid for a week all on my own. No friends no family just me.
I was so afraid that I would be bored and not like it but I was sick of waiting for the perfect opportunity with the right person to do things so I took a leap of faith and I loved it !
I dont think I've ever had a better vacation, and it's mostly because it was just mine, and I could do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. If I wanted to stay in bed, I could. If I wanted to walk the streets of Madrid at 6 a.m., I could.
Now being back at my mom's I can see how being here is toxic to me. Being dependent is a burden on both sides.
So I applied for a job in Stockholm and I'll apply to more until I get something and I'll leave.
I only have 3 friends and 2 of them live 3 hours away from where I live anyway so it won't change much. They're all supportive of me. Seeing that made me so happy I cried ahah. I just thought, "My mom would never."
Right now, I'm a 21 year old chronically depressed woman with crippling anxiety and attachment issues who can't stay sane without 40 mg of fluoxetine a day.
I dont think moving will fix everything but taking my life in my own hands getting a full time job and seeing a therapist could definitely help.
Life's fucking scary but we'll all die anyway so do what's best for you.
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S4 E11 - Sadie Hawkins
THE GOOD
- Lauren is back!!
AND GOING TO HARVARD ON A WRESTLING SCHOLARSHIP
- “this must be what the girls feel like all the time” “it is”
- NOOOO TINA HE’S GAY HE’S VERY OPENLY GAY
girl, i get it (not really) but this is out of pocket
- THANK GOD BLAINE SAID NO
- FOUR LOKO IS A PERFORMANCE ENHANCING DRUG IN THE SHOW CHOIR HANDBOOK
THAT IS LITERALLY SO FUNNY WTF
THE BAD
- “we’re like brothers”
my blam dreams (and Blaine’s) crushed in one sentence
- Blaine’s like guys this idea is super heteronormative
and he’s right
- i don’t like this crushes on people we can’t have conversation with Blaine and Tina
it’s not problematic or anything it’s just poorly written and kind of annoying
- Rachel just jaywalked in front of a car on a busy NY street
incredibly bold and stupid
- NOOOOOOOOO
Puck absolutely cannot go to a high school dance (resisting the urge to make a Mark Salling joke rn)
- wtf does having a fake id have to do with being under the age of consent
statutory rape is statutory rape it doesn’t matter if she has a fake id (also they’re literally going to a high school dance)
- i don’t like prom episodes
they’re annoying
- Becky bringing a guy with down syndrome to the dance feels out of character
THE MUSICAL
I Don’t Know How to Love Him (7/10)
this was so awkward omg. Tina singing a love song to Blaine is so weird. it was pretty funny though. i completely forgot about this plot line, so i’m shocked. the singing was fine, but it was nothing special and this song is really boring.
Baby Got Back (????/10)
this season keeps giving me numbers that are impossible to review. at least i remembered Let’s Have a Kiki/Turkey Lurkey Time, but this was a shock. i am losing my mind. first of all, this is the whitest shit i’ve ever seen in my life. i don’t like what they did to this song, but i feel like i have to give it points for creativity and shock value. they really did it. i’m obsessed with all the hipsters in this number. i want them to have a whole episode. also fucking Joey Richter from Starkid is in this number for no good reason.
Tell Him (10/10)
i love this number for some reason. i think it slaps. it is so high energy and fun!! having Marley and Brittany as leads for a number is incredible. the choreography is a little odd but super fun and fitting. it rocks!!
No Scrubs (6/10)
great song, boring delivery. they could have done so much more with this song. it’s super disappointing. my least favorite kind of number is the school dance numbers. they are so boring. they did a fine job, but it was really hard to actually pay attention which is weird because this song slaps.
Locked Out of Heaven (7/10)
this song also has the curse of being a school dance number. it’s also boring, but at least they are trying to make Marley look hot. this makes it more interesting. also it works, she’s great in this number (she’s great in most numbers). the girls are thriving now that Rachel is gone. they are all doing amazing. this is also a much better choice for a school dance song, because there’s not much that you can do with it. it didn’t feel like they wasted this song.
I Only Have Eyes for You (7/10)
i don’t even think this should count as a number. it’s so inconsequential. Ryder has a great voice, but this is so boring. (also you can’t convince me that Ryder’s not singing to both Jake and Marley)
OTHER
- the writer’s know how much chemistry Blaine and Sam have and they are cowards for making it one sided
we deserve bi Sam
- the Warblers doping plot is so weird
i don’t have like any thoughts about it. it’s just weird
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life rules for a FUTURE-KiD:
First things first: everything has its own PLACE
iam about to gift nice things to people i love 💗
REFORM, DROP OUT, CHANGE, REPEAT, DELETE, SLiDE, SHUFFLE, DRIVE
i only talk to my plushiez and dream-monsterz and virtual friendz so u cant talk with me now bye
never depend on other people, be urself
i can do whatever the fuck i want with my OWN self, just don’t project it on other people even if you are MAD and u’ll be fine, like ok just don’t be a weirdo, ‘cause the bitchez will throw u away if u go DUMB-DUMB
that’s mine, and u can have urs <33
i love my future bf, i know u are reading this in ur mind, and i read urs.. i will find u! even tho it is so HARD
i am not afraid of anything now!! not anymore, enough
EVERYTHING MUST GO
i dont need all the info i can have like concrete info of info with threaded, rooted text, pictures and scenario
teach urself to PROGRESSiVELY CHANGE UR PERSONALITY JUST iN A DAY because LiFE CAN HELP U TO iMPROVE NEW QUESTS, everything is a game, flexible, cool
CUSTOMERZ LOVE REZPECT
END STARING AT THE COMPUTER GO WALK OR SOMETHING
(CLUB)-digital
i don't recommend u running pages on full screen for too long as it makes u dissociate with the projection: good luck everyone
don't stare on the screens for too close, U GONNA BREAK UR GLASS EYEz
also when i run my computer i try to, first off, locate all the tools of the electro-hub, so i can work in peace and operate
tip for today: if there's something on the schedule then do it now, dont get lost for nothing
there are usually something that u can’t catch just because u don’t understand it, and when u finally understand it, u become a new person. it is so easy they even call it DAO. but it is real, don’t forget about it. everything u think becomes real
my art is a fucking HUGE PUZZLE
dont drain ur eyez wasting time staring at the screens online.... do ur project....... go dance or something dont get bored kid..
SLEEP
there are only few people i can trust my mind to others just go off and i am not interested. there are a lot of useless info sometimes
i wanna watch a tv episode or a film :3
respect and u will find love
BE STRONG BITCH U ARE UR BETTER VERSiON OF U EXiSTiN’ RN OK
blessed
everyone has their own blessed place in the room of god <3 remembering my childhood i was a happy child, there was a lot of fun, mostly JUST FUN, MOSTLY i AM A HOOD PERSON iam a microstar micro-riot micro-chipped-freak micro-heaven-h4ll micro-technology micro-pill micro-strawberry
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corpse husband x fem!reader
summary: you meet corpse on a stream and you’re surprised when he reaches out to you
warnings: cursing, mentions of tattooing
word count: 1.9k
notes: This is proof read but could have missed some stuff. This is my first corpse fic and my first time writing fanfic since I posted that super cringey book on wattpad when I was like 12 or something. I’d appreciate feed back so please reach out to me :)
main blog @itsmysleepover
read part 2 here!
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
You were cleaning up your station so you can get home and stream. You loved your day job as a tattoo artist but you also really enjoyed streaming. It started as a way to promote yourself as an artist and the shop you worked at but it eventually became a really fun way to destress at the end of the week (or day if you were really itching to stream). “Hey Y/N was that your last client?” your boss, KC, asked as she walked to the front of the shop and put new flash drawings on the walls.
“Yes ma’am!” You said back excitedly. You finished cleaning your station and tossed your black gloves in the trash. “And you can’t trick me into staying and taking walk-ins,” you joked with her. She rolled her eyes and walked back into her office “It was one time,” she said as you slid on your jacket. As you walked out your phone buzzed in your pocket and you checked to see who had texted you. It was a message from Sean asking if you were free to play Among Us with him and some other streamers. You replied that you were on your way home right now and totally down. You were excited to see who was playing this time around since their Among Us streams are super entertaining and have gotten really popular.
On your way back you tweeted and posted to your Instagram story that you’d be streaming soon and set up all your stuff once you made it home. After a few minutes, you had a couple of thousand people watching. You entered the discord chat and Sean spoke up. “Everyone this is Y/N she’s sensitive so be gentle.”
“It’s nice to finally meet you guys and I’m not gentle, I'm ruthless,” You say into your mic and notice the chat calling you a liar. Everyone was in the lobby waiting for the game to start. “You sound way too sweet to be ruthless,” Corpse said. The countdown started and you were imposter with Charlie.
“This should be fun,” you told the stream. Yout tried playing strategically but after such a long shift your brain was mush. You saw Poki in nav and killed her then vented into shields. Not long after the body was reported and you were sure you were going to get voted out or at least sussed.
“Where was the body?” Felix asked. “Nav and I didn’t see anyone near there so whoever is imposter must have vented,” Corpse responded. Felix spoke up again. “I think I saw Y/N walk that way and I haven’t seen her since.”
Shit, shit, shit shit. “I’m in shield right now so-” you said trying to defend yourself but Charlie spoke up. “I was doing tasks with her earlier and I saw her walk into shields so she’s safe but I’m still not sure about Rae.” Everyone discussed a bit more and some people, including Corpse, voted for you but Rae got the majority vote and was ejected. You released your breath and kept playing being extra careful.
“Okay, guys that was super close. Corpse knows and is out to get me,” you said to the chat. You were eventually voted off but one round later victory was written across your screen with your ghost and Charlie’s avatar. “Good game guys,” Corpse said.
“I told you guys I was ruthless!”
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
You sat at your station doing nothing because a client had canceled a four-hour session. You were listening to music and sketching some stuff but you were bored out of your mind and you didn’t want to leave in case you got a walk-in. The music got quiet as you received a twitter notification saying someone had messaged you. You reached for your phone and saw you had gotten a dm from Corpse.
C: hey :)
You didn’t know what to respond. You were mostly confused as to why he decided to message you out of the blue. Did he want something? But what would he want?
Y: Hii! This is sudden
C: was i bothering you?
shit sorry!
Y: Youre fine I wasn’t doing anything rn
C: how has your day been
i dont usually do stuff like this
Y: Im glad you did im doing better now I was so bored
C: what were you doing that was so terrible
Y: NOTHING! thats the problem :(
C: im sure youll find something to do
You stared at his message. Unsure what to respond.
Y: Im gonna give myself a tattoo
C: what?
NO!
You tossed the needles you used for your tattoo into the sharps box. “Oh my god you didn’t,” KC said. She noticed the wrap on your calve from the tattoo you just gave yourself out of boredom. “It’s not my fault I didn’t have anything else to do!” You said trying to defend yourself. She sighed and just shook her head. “Just go home business is slow today.” It was raining so the shop probably wasn’t going to get a walk-in anyway and you didn’t have any more clients for the day. It was only 2 pm but you drove home and after making lunch for yourself decided to stream. You weren’t expecting too many people so it was bound to be super chill. Your leg felt sore reminding you of the tattoo. You snapped a quick pic of the fresh jack-o-lantern on the side of your calve and messaged it to Corpse.
Y: [image] it came out nice!
C: thats super cool actually
i was concerned why you would just give yourself a tattoo but i found your instagram and youre super talented
Y: Thank you!
For some reason, it felt strange to just have that be the end of your response.
Y: Im about to start streaming if you wanted to watch
[link]
C: ill be watching ;)
What’s that supposed to mean?
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
You sat in your apartment watching tv, hand lost in a bag of Doritos, and scrolling through twitter. You had stopped paying attention to the anime playing on the screen since you’ve watched it a hundred times and knew you wouldn’t miss anything. It was Saturday and you usually take those days off. Take the time to do chores or meet up with some friends but today you felt like not doing any of those things. As you continue your endless scroll (not helping the twitter addiction you told yourself you’d try to get a handle on) you got a message from Corpse.
C: wanna talk?
You looked down at the message unsure of how to answer. It was a simple yes or no and the obvious answer was yes. You and Corpse had started talking more regularly. You still didn’t have each other’s phone numbers but it was fine. Your conversations weren’t too big-- just you sending him memes, tiktoks, and telling him how much you liked the songs he would drop. Or him complimenting a tattoo you did. Sometimes he’d message you during streams telling you funny stuff his fans would say in the chat and you’d do the same. You learned a bit about each other but nothing too deep or serious. Like how you two lived a few cities away and you both really liked Donnie Darko. When Sean first invited you to that game out of everyone else there you were most excited to meet Corpse. He’s just so sweet and funny. Of course, you’d love to talk to him but you were also itching to talk to him and the last thing you’d ever want to do was make him uncomfortable.
Y: Yeah id love to talk
Here goes nothing.
Y: Wanna facetime or something?
No pressure or anything it could even be a regular call
I think facetime is just my default lol
You sent those last two messages quickly after you had sent the first. You wished you could know what he was thinking. It was killing you to think you had turned him off from talking to you completely. You put your phone down on the couch and went to wash your hand of Dorito dust. When you got back from the kitchen you turned off the tv and tossed yourself onto the couch.
Still no message.
Why am I so fucking stupid?
Just as you were standing up to stretch from sitting on the couch all day your phone buzzed. You reached for it fast and looked to see that it was him. You became super excited still not even knowing what the message said. It could have told you to never talk to him again for all you knew.
C: sure lets facetime
xxx-xxx-xxxx
You had his phone number. You added him to your small but growing contact list and called. You sat on your couch waiting for a response when he finally picked up the screen was black. It didn’t upset you; you kind of expected it and didn’t care what he had to do to make himself more comfortable during this call.
“Hey,” he said. His voice was raspier than usual.
“Did you just wake up?” You asked and looked at the time. It was about a little past noon and you had only eaten Doritos all day. Shit, you should probably make a decent meal.
“Not that long ago but yeah,” he responded and giggled. That giggle.
“Well, I’ve eaten nothing but Doritos all day while rewatching Ouran High School Host Club, so you’re welcome to join me as I make myself something to eat.”
“Sounds like fun; what are we eating?”
“I don’t know yet,” You said as you stood up and made your way to the kitchen. You opened the pantry and looked. You noticed a can of diced tomatoes and reached for it then checked the expiration date. It was still good. On your counter were some onions and garlic. “How about some tomato soup?”
“Sounds delicious.” you smiled at Corpse and your phone screen not knowing if he was also looking at his screen or not. “You’re really pretty-- you know that?”
“Thanks, but you don’t have to--”
“I’ve already told you what an incredible artist you are so many times I bet you’re tired of hearing it, but you already know what a talented artist you are.”
“That is very kind of you Corpse,” you said to him bashfully as you chopped the onion and opened the can of tomatoes. “But once again you don’t have to reach so far to compliment me.”
“I’m not reaching you are talented and beautiful and--”
“I thought I was pretty.” You could hear him chuckle with a smile on his face. “You’re both,” he said. You could feel your face getting warm from blushing.
“Fuck you you’re making me blush. My face is all hot and stuff.”
He laughed at how flustered you got. “That’s the cutest thing ever.”
You didn’t know how to respond so you just put some olive oil in a pot and tossed in your onions. It became silent but it was a comfortable silence. You turned the stove on and watched the flame for a few seconds. “If it was dark we could pretend we were together and having a bonfire or something,” you said to the phone as you turned the camera to show him the flame (still not 100 percent sure if he was looking at you or not).
“I’ll put it on the list of things to do when you visit me someday.”
#corpse husband#corpse husband x reader#corpse husband imagine#corpse husband imagines#corpse husband x y/n#youtubers#caffeinated ramblings
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Hi guys ^^ I'm here to talk for a moment, if you will.
Ummmmmmmmm...
I'm not okay ^^ lol
I am really struggling with work, relationships, friendships, my mental health and it's really taken a huge toll. I've always been on the more "unstable" side when it comes to my mental health, having to deal with an array of issues ever since I was 13 [25 years is a long time, only 5 years Selfh*rm free]. And I no longer take meds. And with the holidays coming up, it's only going to get worse at work.
I feel like my life is currently at a standstill and I'm not sure what to do anymore. The fear of me being alone for the rest of my life is extremely prominent in my mind rn, among other things. I'm bored and anxious and depressed and manic and an insomniac- I could go on and on.
The fandoms rn are a hot mess. Minors don't know when to just stop. Making all of us adults feel fucking uncomfortable, specially when they don't respect our wishes. Im tired of all the goddamn cancel culture. I'm tired of the homophobia, transphobia and racism going on... pretty much everywhere. I'm tired of people with uteruses being told what they can and cannot do with their bodies.
I'm tired of feeling like I have no one. I'm tired of feeling like I have no friends I can really count on.
I....
I don't want to disappoint any of you. I really don't. Every day I sit down to finish this chapter and it takes SO much out of me to even focus...
I'm laying in bed right now practically in tears just cause I don't know what to do anymore.
I PROMISE this chapter [and book] will be finished. I promise I won't just abandon it.
I just need some...time.
💜
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Of Kings and Beasts - Two
Pairing: King!Bucky X Princess!Reader X King!Steve
Summary: Born a bastard of the King of Orlen, you’re thrusted to the West to marry the Kings. However, the greeting you get is anything but warm, and your life with the King is far from enjoyable. He knows it isn’t your fault his husband is gone, but that fact alone won’t prevent him from taking it out on you.
Warnings: Dark Themes, Smut, NonCon, Language, Kinda Slow Burn, Bucky with the mood swings, Probably poor editing
Word Count: 3.2K
A/n: I cannot put into words how tired I am rn like idk why im so tired all the time but I am. Anyway, here's another part of this cause I like this series but its SO FUCKING DARK LIKE SO DAMN DARK PLEASE BE WARNED!! I HAD TO TAKE A BREAK FROM WRITING PART THREE BECAUSE ITS FUCKING DARK
THIS SERIES CONTAINS SMUT AND VERY DARK THEMES THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME AUDIENCES!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!
PART ONE
~*~
“Your Majesty? Are you feeling at all better today?” You shake your head, curled up on your bed in the fetal position in a pathetic attempt at blocking out the world.
“Please, Majesty. A walk and some fresh air will do you well. It needn’t be long.” You sigh and push your blankets away from your face.
“You will not stop until I agree, will you?” Natasha smiles gently at you. “I’m afraid not, Your Majesty. It is only for your health that I insist.” She helps you to your feet, a frown on her face at the way you struggle still to move.
“You are still in pain?” You simply nod, wincing when she has you step into a dress.
“The pain is more bearable than it was.” She nods, mind wandering as she helps you into your dress for the day.
It’s a simple navy dress with a gold string wrapping around the waist. The sleeves hang past your fingers and you toy with the pretty fabric while Natalia holds an arm around your waist.
The walk is painful and slow and with every step, you wish you were back in your room.
From the looks you get from the staff, you know it’s known how unwelcome you are. This is not how you thought your union would be at all.
~*~
“You were supposed to take care of her! Treat her with kindness and compassion! Not leave her bloody on her bed once you’ve satisfied your need!” Natalia snarls, slamming her hand on the King’s desk. He looks up at her, a bored expression on his face until he processes her words. Then his expression gradually changes to one of regret.
“I... I hadn’t meant to be so rough with her. She... I just... It’s a betrayal, Natalia. I’ve broken my oath to the man I love.” She shakes her head, glaring at him.
“No, it is not. You and Steven made an agreement that you would find a queen. You chose her specifically. And now that Steve is no longer here you’re wanting to back out? That is not how this works, James, and you know that.”
He grinds his teeth together so hard he’s surprised they don’t break.
“That’s exactly the problem! Every time I look at her I’m reminded of him! Because we were supposed to have her together! We were supposed to marry her together and bed her together! She is not mine, she was meant to be ours!”
“And so you treat her like a burden because your husband is not here? You act as though she is nothing more than a whore? That woman in there has feelings, James.” The king pinches the bridge of his nose, squeezing his eyes shut to try and reign in his anger.
“You could never possibly understand what it is that I’m feeling. I already admitted to being rougher than I wanted to be. And I should have stopped, but I needed to get it through to consummate the marriage.”
Nat pauses at his words, hoping he doesn’t mean what she thinks he means.
“What do you mean you should have stopped? Did she tell you to stop?”
He swallows hard before nodding.
“She... I could hardly understand her, she was crying so much, but she begged me to a-and she was pushing me away. But I didn’t.”
The harsh sound of her hand connecting with his cheek echoes through the room. The King is stunned but he knows he deserves far worse than a mere smack.
“I never thought you capable of such cruelty, James. That woman is your wife, the Queen of your Kingdom, and you have treated her as if she is the one who took your husband from you.”
He grows angry at the mention of the man he loves. “She is attempting to replace him!” He exclaims, slamming his fist down on his desk to enunciate his point.
“How could you possibly know that?!” Nat counters, her voice raised to match his.
“She has said nothing about wanting to replace Steven! She was well aware that she would be bound to both kings, not just you. I’m sure she is wondering about where her other husband is, why he has not been seen. You need to talk to her. Apologize for brutalizing her the way you have. Mend your relationship with her because she is the only chance you have at continuing your bloodline. She is the only one who can ensure your reign continues.”
The King is silent, mulling over her words before sighing heavily.
“Where is she?”
Nat crosses her arms over her chest. “It has been four days since your marriage and you are only just asking now? She has been unable to walk for the past three days, so she has remained in her chambers. I forced her for a short walk today, but I do not think it did much to lift her spirits.” His jaw clenches for a moment before he lets a breath out through his nose.
“When she is healed I shall talk to her.” It’s not much, but it’s a start, and that’s all Natalia can ask for.
It’s two days after that before you can walk on your own, and even then you’ve got a severe limp. It’s two more days after that before you can sit down on anything besides your bed. It isn’t until ten days after the consummation of your marriage that you leave your room again.
“If you’re feeling healed, the King would like you to join him for tea on his private balcony.”
You’re shocked at Wanda’s words, but you try to hide it, offering her a nod while she helps you get dressed into a simple light blue gown.
She leads you through the Palace towards a side that you’ve never seen before, not that you’ve had much of a chance to explore. When you reach a set of grand oak doors you find yourself growing increasingly nervous.
Wanda, oblivious to your racing heart, knocks twice on the wood then bows to you before scurrying down the hallway and out of sight.
“Enter,” a muffled voice calls. You take a deep breath and push the door open, keeping your eyes cast downwards as you enter the King’s chambers.
His eyes find you immediately, a frown on his face at the way you keep your eyes down on the floor.
“I am glad you’ve rested and recovered,” he says, his frown deepening when you flinch at his voice. You say nothing in reply, simply stand with your hands folded gently atop your skirts.
“Come over to me. The tea is waiting.” You nod, risking a glance up to find where he is and walking over to him. He sits at a small table on the balcony, his attention focused somewhere over the horizon, and you risk taking a breath in.
You carefully sit down on the chair across from him, a wince flashing over your features as discomfort flares between your thighs. The expression doesn’t go unnoticed by him, and a wave of guilt washes through him.
“I... I wanted to apologize for our wedding night. And... I do hope that you can forgive me for my actions and we can start anew.”
You’re beyond surprised and look up at him, unable to stop the look of shock from crossing your face. “Y-you have nothing to apologize for, Your Majesty.”
He watches you, watches the way your fingers tremble as you reach out for the teacup. Watches the way you avoid his eyes and shrink into yourself as if to seem as unthreatening and small as possible.
You’re afraid.
Not that he’s surprised, necessarily. What, with the way he treated you? He’s shocked you’re holding yourself together so well.
“I had not intended on being so rough with you. Especially not on our first night together. You must understand that I am not myself as of late. I am... worried about my husband. Hoping to find him soon.” You nod, Wanda’s words echoing in your head.
“There is nothing for me to forgive, Your Majesty. I understand the way you’d like for us to get along and I understand my purpose and my place. You needn’t strain yourself over me. It is my duty to be at your leisure, even if it is not what I desire.”
Your words stun him into silence, the tension growing between the two of you.
“(Y/n),” your name feels foreign on his tongue yet so very right. “When I said what I had said yesterday... All I meant was that-” “Forgive me, Your Majesty, but I do believe I understood. I am not so foolish as to believe that this marriage was for anything besides politics. You and the King need an heir and I am here to provide one. That is my place, as you said. Now I do hope you will excuse me, for I am feeling rather delicate and would very much like to return to my chambers.”
He says nothing, simply nods his head and watches as you hold back another wince as you stand up.
He isn’t alone for long. No, Natalia is strolling into his chambers mere moments after you’ve left.
“That was brief,” she says, eyes taking note of the untouched tea that sits across from the King.
“I apologized. That is all that was required of me, yes?” She groans and shakes her head. “How will Steve feel if, when he returns, you and the Queen cannot remain in the same room? You know that he will be beyond disappointed.”
“What am I to do? I tried to speak with her about it but she... it seems to be strictly political. She does not seem to even want to entertain the idea of anything beyond a loveless marriage.”
“Is that, perhaps because she is afraid of how you will treat her if she were to express her desire to be wanted? If you cannot express with words how you feel, then do so with your actions.”
He doesn’t come to you that night. Nor the night after.
It isn't until the third day after that that you see him again. Even then it isn’t any different than the last time.
You’re leaving your chambers to go for a walk in the garden, something Wanda and Nat have been encouraging upon realizing you’re not feeling like yourself.
“I’m telling you, James. I think it’s him.” That’s Samuel’s voice.
“I think he’s right. We should go see. Send a team out. It doesn’t look like they are very securely guarding him. We could go in and have him back within a month.” That one’s Natalia.
Wanda’s chattering goes unnoticed by you as you realize they’re talking about King Steven.
“If you’re sure about this, then gather a team and have the horses prepped. We’ll leave at dusk.”
As they’re rounding the corner they nearly bump right into you. You and Wanda both stop, both of you dropping into a curtsy while Nat and Sam bow.
“Your Majesty,” they greet. You nod at them, eyes cast down.
“You two are both dismissed. You as well, Lady Wanda. I require a word with my wife.” You’re confused at him calling you his wife but you say nothing, eyes stuck on the ground as three sets of footsteps walk away from you.
He���s quiet, watching the way you avoid his eyes.
Finally, unable to bear the silence anymore and wanting to have him be through with whatever it is he wants, you speak.
“You are leaving?” He waits until you glance up at him to answer.
“I will be, yes. We are not sure how long I shall be gone for. But before I leave I’ll be coming to you in your chambers. There’s the chance that I won’t return, so I need to do my part in ensuring my lineage continues. I haven’t come to you to allow you time to recover, but there is only so long you can expect a man to wait for his wife.” You say nothing, simply nod at him.
“I shall be waiting for you, Your Majesty. Is that all?” He lets out a deep breath before speaking again.
“I require an heir, (Y/n). If I am gone for any longer than two months and you are not with child when I return, I will not be as accommodating as I have been.” You can’t help the scoff that leaves you.
“Is something funny to you?”
You look up at him for a moment then shake your head.
“I beg your pardon, Your Majesty. I just hadn’t realized that this was you being accommodating.”
He grabs your face roughly in his flesh hand, fingers digging into your cheeks and forcing you to look at him.
“You watch your tongue with me, woman. If you forget your place I will need to remind you of it, won’t I? But you don’t want that.” Your heart races in your chest and you quickly shake your head ‘no’.
“Remember your place. Or I will beat you back into it. Understand?” You nod and only after a moment longer does he release his grip on your chin.
You drop your head, eyes focused on the ground as he walks away from you. Tears sting at your eyes and you take a few minutes to compose yourself before walking back into the Palace, heading for your chambers.
~*~
He doesn’t bother knocking. He just pushes the door open and makes himself at home. To his surprise, you’re seated on your bed in a nightgown, nose buried in a book.
You’re so caught up in whatever you’re reading that you don’t even notice him.
He takes this moment to really take you in, eyes inspecting your face.
You’re beautiful, that much he and Steve gathered long before even deciding on marrying you. You have a gentle beauty to your face that is such a refreshing change to all the hard and gruesome things he’s seen in his life. He hates that all he wants to do is stare at you.
He notices that. your face lacks its usual glow, and you have dark bags beneath your eyes. Making a mental note to tell Nat to make sure you sleep properly, he takes a step towards you.
You glance upwards, jumping at the way he stands watching you.
He takes another step towards you, unbuttoning his shirt and walking closer to you. You set your book aside and swallow hard.
“How will you have me?” He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, eyeing you for a moment before deciding.
“On your back.” You push the blankets aside and lay down on your back, trying to take deep breaths.
He takes hold of your ankles and gently tugs you down the bed until your bum is at the edge.
His member slaps against your slit and you jolt, tears welling up in your eyes at the memories of the last time this happened.
Instead of pushing into you dry like he did last time, he leans down and spits right on your intimate area. Shame fills you at how close he comes to you, and at the lewd act, but he seems unfazed. He does the same to his length then slowly pushes in.
There isn’t nearly enough lubricant, and it pinches and burns, but it’s not nearly as painful as last time.
That, however, doesn’t stop the tears from raining down your cheeks. Your chest shudders, silent sobs trying to break free. You bring your hands up to your face, pressing one to your mouth and the other shielding the rest of your face from view.
The King stops moving, his brows furrowed and eyes focused on what he can see of your face, trying to see if he’s causing you pain.
“A-am I hurting you?” He asks, his voice strained. You shake your head, keeping your eyes closed and waiting for him to keep going.
He’s hesitant but slowly starts thrusting again, pressing his face into your neck if only so he doesn’t have to see the tears on your face. The tears he’s causing.
It pains him to see such sorrow when a pretty face like yours should only be happy. He hates himself for knowing he’s the cause, but he can’t very well stop. He has a job to do, an heir to create.
He focuses instead on how your body feels beneath him. Soft and squishy in all the perfect places. And by the Gods, you’re so tight and warm around him. He groans softly against your neck, lips subconsciously pressing kisses to the skin as he approaches his climax.
You hold your breath as he fills you with warmth again, his breath hot and damp against your skin.
He stays sheathed within you for a few moments longer before pulling out and tucking his cock back into his trousers.
“I leave in a few hours. My councilmen are in charge while I am gone. Remember your place.” You don’t answer and he pauses, leaning down to grab your face the same way he did before.
“What occurs between us in our bed remains between you and me. I do not want to hear of you saying a word about it to anyone. You are mine and I shall treat you how I want.” You nod, mind and body numb.
“Good. I shall return shortly. If I will be gone longer than a month I will send word.” He exits without another word, leaving you used and broken yet again.
~*~
The riders leave as soon as the sun sets, the king leading them. You watch through the small window in your room, heart heavy as you realize that you well and truly serve but one purpose to the man.
“Dinner, your Majesty.” You glance over your shoulder to where Wanda is holding a tray of food.
“No thank you, Wanda. I am not hungry tonight. If you don’t mind, I’d like to go to bed.” She nods, setting the tray down and hurrying to get your bed ready.
“I can do that tonight, Wanda. I would... I would like some time alone, please.” She pauses, the pain in your voice far more evident than you wanted it to be.
“Of course, Your Majesty.” She bows her head, picks up the tray of food, then hurries out of your chambers and leaves you alone for the night.
You hardly sleep at all, silent tears tracking down your cheeks as thoughts of how much better your old life was fill your mind.
You truly are no better than a prisoner, and for a moment you find yourself wishing you were beheaded with your mother.
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