#i wasnt gonna gif anything anytime soon but this had me crying

[lokiinlovewithweasleys]

Six

Pansy Parkinson x reader

Warnings: smut, I honestly have no idea what other warnings there are, a lot of cum related stuff

Summary: your mistress turns you into filth

a/n: I am feeding you all the Pansy smut you need, I don't know what's gotten into me

You were moaning so loud, screaming, your body was shaking, body jerking everywhere, trying to grab onto anything, you were seeing stars at this point. She was torturing you, and you were letting her, you didnt want it to end, the pleasure mixing with pain making you feel so high. Four, she made you cum four times, and she wasnt gonna stop anytime soon, you could take it, despite your shaking legs, tears on your face, and your puffy pussy, you could take it.

"You can take it, your dirty whore, letting your mistress turn you into pure filth." She said as she added four fingers into your pussy. At this point you were jelly, only focusing on her movements, you couldn't even hear your high pitched screams, you could only make out her figure pounding her fingers into you. Tears streamed down your face, you were sobbing at this point.

She was your mistress, you would let her do anything to you, spoil you, destroy you, and you loved every moment of it. She would stop by whenever she felt like, whenever she felt like she wanted to ruin her dumb bunny.

She continued this torture, making you cum once more, marking your fifth orgasm, the sheets were covered in your cum, your pussy was dripping and covered with cum, your mistress was covered in your cum, but you didn't care. She sat there naked, soothing the marks she left on your thighs, occasionally soothing and slapping your clit, leaving you screaming.

"Bunny, one more, I wanna see you cum one more time, m'kay" she whispered as she flipped you over to lie on your stomach, holding a tight grasp on your throat.

Positioning your ass high up, she put her fingers to work, your body couldn't handle it anymore, you were moaning, whining, crying, shaking, as she curled her fingers into your aching pussy, it didn't take long before you came undone, squirting everywhere, from the intensity of this orgasm. You were fucked out, falling onto the bed, you couldn't move, panting and moaning.

So she sat there, jaw ajar, she had never seen anything so beautiful before, this was the first time she saw you squirt, and the image would replay in her mind over, and over, and over again.

"Shh, bunny, you did so good today, look at the mess you made of yourself" she said as she took a photo of you and the mess you made of yourself. She got up and set the photo on the table. "Bunny, you know, I didn't get my fun yet" she started, "but your all fucked out, your mistress is gonna play with her pussy on you m'kay" she cooed.

She gently flipped you over and sat herself on your stomach, you were still recovering, but the sight of her dripping pussy on your stomach made you snap your eyes open. She spread her legs on either side of your torso and gave you a full view of her pussy. She used the cum that was still on her fingers and slipped two into herself, you could hear her moans and whimpers, god she was hot. You paid attention to her every move, looking directly into her pink pussy, she was giving you a show. Curling and scissoring herself, she enjoyed the slow pace she was going, until finally she came undone with a loud cry, her cum painting your stomach and tits. You were shocked, all she did was wink at you.

This was a night you would remember.

#pansy parkinson x you #pansy parkinson x reader #pansy parkinson smut #pansy parkinson

[tamiddyinyourcity]

i still cant feel that bad about it.

if it made me feel better and the nigga was leaving my life with absolutely no guarantee of returning, demonizing me, and half assed apologies....

theres nothing to feel sorry for.

im not a fan of heartless people and heartless breakups.

or being shunned for feeling the way i did in a situation you fucked up in.

hell, not my fault you waited days to decide to take me off the guest list to your party, and decided "well, guess breaking up is the best option", solely since you didnt want to feel guilt about a wrong decision.

sad thing is, i almost didnt want to break up with him.

but i sympathized, all for what?

what?

suddenly he loses all romantic feelings for me in one night.

i wonder what caused it.....

the conk? the phone call where i told him to go suck my cock after he tried to blame me for shit? the party? what was the reason?

Sad thing is, i cant tell when exactly was the point where he officially lost feelings for me.

He was already nervous at the beginning of the car ride and didn't have his usual enormous grin on his face.

but when asked, he had no reasonings for wanting to break up, other than just feeling guilty. "I knew that wasnt a good thing to do for our relationship"... and he still did it anyways.

makes me wonder if he actually did have feelings for me? not enough, if all he got me were earrings he bought a month in advance, nothing that actually fit my personality or everyday or whatever.......

sigh.

there's no way to tell. one second hes refusing me eye contact, then hes saying he isnt sure why he wants to break up but still might wanna do it..... then is crying in my arms and tightly hugging me all because he never wanted our relationship to end in this way ever again, and then is saying he really really never wants to see me anytime soon.

That stung much more than necessary.

.....i cant believe i gave him another chance. He never redeemed himself when we made up, and i hate that i didnt make him prove himself. Hell, we even hooked up, several times all in one morning, then split the bill for breakfast.

Never again am i gonna let some guy that doesnt deserve me have me without earning back my trust, or showing he's worth the right to see me again.....

Fuck Patrick.

I hope the Sprite to the face was as good as it looked, you cuck.

I just! Agh. Very mind blown.

I guess this is all i can do.

No regrets.

Sometimes, really bad things need to happen.

To show how big the problems really are....

Since if we did make up, or decide to go back to just fucking and lowkey dates, that would have never shown him that having his friends disrespect me would take away his option of getting laid.

If we did make up, he would have still chosen Azalea over me for any future events... and he knew this, since he never saw me as valuable enough to him.

He would still allow my name to be dragged through the dirt.

And he would still be just as pathetic and self centered and neurotic and maladaptive as before, without changing.

He helped me by fully showing me, that no matter how good a talk or seemingly intimate a moment is.... he would still leave me in a heartbeat and not have a care in the world about how i felt.

How nice.

And so, with that said....

Degenerate men who treat their girlfriends as pocket pussies, disrespect them and their boundaries and needs, and leave them to starve and hyperventilate for two days straight all because you chose me to hold your stress instead of you.....

Those types of men shouldn't be shocked when they get dumped, or get shocked when they get soda spilled all over their face, lap, or steering wheel and window.

Honk as hard as you want, all you want. It doesn't change anything.

Just like how writing this never changes anything either.

.....

And that's also what probably hurts the most.

....

Alright.

Feeling okay so far.

If you like something; you throw a sprite in its face.

And if it comes back to throw a sprite in your face right back, you cant be mad at it.

But if it comes back simply since they liked you even with the blatant disrespect,

Then i guess they must really like your petty ass if thats the case.

I'm keeping myself busy for now. Talking to my friends and venting, until i eventually find someone else who actually seems worth spending my time with.

And yeah.

Hurts to hear someone go from "i really really like you and dont want to never see you again", to the exact opposite, potentially ten or twenty minutes apart.

Yikes.

All I can do is stay in my lane and mind my business......

What's a good song to put here? "Cry Me A River" is a good one, since the lyrics are extremely accurate.

'All of these things people told me

Keep messing with my head

Should've picked honesty

Then you may not have blown it

You don't have to say, what you did

I already know, I found out from him

Now there's just no chance

With you and me

There'll never be

Don't it make you sad about it?"

And the extra relevant headass lyrics:

You told me you love me,

Why did you leave me, all alone?

And a classic one:

The bridges were burned

Now it's your turn, to cry

Cry me a river; cry me a river

.....

Good tunes.

I'll put it here, since its a jam.

This version is a classic, so enjoy the nice smooth sounds of this one....

And, I'm just focusing on everything else.

Like parties for New Years Eve, potential *dates* and not potential *bangs*, and whatnot. Feels good.

Oh, and related; I told my other ex Patrick to fuck off as well, since he's a pissbaby with no foresight to his own pathetic actions.

Thank god i left him, i really didnt realize how gross he was during our relationship until i finally see how he gets when it ends...

Ah well, such is love, mates. He shouldn't have gotten pissy that i moved on, and didnt wanna speak to his ghosting ass when i finally got into a relationship? Go back to "not fucking" girls you invite into your bed constantly, and stay in your lane, fucking idiot.

Yes, im gonna curse his ass out probably some other time; and then, see a therapist who will help me find better dynamics with potential loved ones.

Thats all.

1:29am, Monday, December 30th of 2019.

Leaving a voicemail to him seems reckless.....

And like a super good option.

Since fuck that dude, i dont care if hes heartbroken. That doesnt mean he can still be stupid, fuck that!

I'll schedule therapy soon.

Focusing on friendships, valuable creative opportunities, and jobs.

Thats all.

Peace out.

#yikes #exes