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sweetstarling · an hour ago
Mammon x Reader - Why’d you only call me when you’re high?
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Hello, lovelies, please enjoy some Mammon content!
Warning: Slight Angst/NSFW
~𝕯𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝕳𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝖂𝖊 𝕲𝖔~
Buzzes went off into the distant, the vibration of the DDD alarming you of multiple missed calls. The name tag clearly evident of the second born, The numbers 3:00 displayed on the screen, sighing you tilted the phone into a comfortable position in your hands to open messages.
Message after message appeared, the same words repeating themselves “Come Over”, you shuffled slightly; Fingers tracing over the keys to quickly reply, “You said you need to get up in the morning, have an early night.” Silence from his side waiting for you to continue your demise “Yet, You’re calling me late at night”, no more words left you but you sat up knowing full well there was no point going back to bed.
Footsteps trailed outside your door, back and forth before throwing the door open, a tall lean figure standing in its place where the the noise footsteps once came from. A huff heard before he decided to lean against the door frame, almost as bare as his shadow, shorts hastily put on and the rest left forgotten back where he was supposed to belong so late at night.
Eyes glowed cold as the ocean with envy, memories of you spending time with the others flooding into his brain, causing a sigh to be released. “You’re starting to bore me, baby” shaking his head with a light tone before heading towards you, his motions swift and almost silent.
A thick aroma coming from his breath as he leaned in towards you, his head slightly above yours leaning to look at you. “Baby, why’d you only call me when you’re high?” You replied, questioning his presence, hands gliding over his chest and encouraging Mammon to do the same, his stature changing as he started undressing you.
Clothes soon left forgotten while bite marks took the honours of dressing you into perfection.
..............𝕬𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖗𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝕸𝖊?...............
The break of the morning sun came much sooner then expected, breakfast left forgotten as you accompanied the demon in bed. Knocks echoed causing a slight shift from you, to no avail the person behind the door slammed in, before a screech was heard belonging the third born. “MAMMON’S HERE” was all that echoed alarming both Mammon to wake hastily up and the rest of the brothers who ran towards the room.
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kaitycole · 4 hours ago
saying the first ‘I love you’
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Summary: The OM boys saying the first ‘I love you’
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Plans the perfect moment and then says it
Asmodeus, Simeon, Diavolo
Says it off hand but is genuine
Belphegor, Solomon
Plans the perfect moment, but you end up saying it first
Lucifer, Satan
Too nervous and you say it first
Beelzebub, Barbatos
Texts it to you
Blurts it out loudly and in public
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likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated!
interested in more? --> masterlist
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cherry-flavoured-thot · 4 hours ago
I know you did wedding hcs for the obey me brothers buuut, could we get some um, wedding night hcs? 👀
they’re all gonna have sex lol (for the sake of these hcs anyways)
Lucifer, takes his time with his s/o, undressing them and himself at his own pace, whispering soft declarations of love to them while he makes the come undone with his fingers and mouth. Asking them who it is they belong to when he finally fucks them, only to find himself losing his control when they respond with his name.
Mammon, has been thinking about getting his s/o out of their clothes all day but has been patient until they’re finally alone together, but his s/o probably feels similarly due to him whispering a couple comments to them earlier in the day about how nice they look in their wedding clothes but how much nicer he’ll think they’ll look out of them. The two are trying to undress each other as quickly as possible between heated kisses, and the night is filled with the two saying each other’s names in between pleasured sighs.
Leviathan has gone through all different levels of nervousness and other emotions during the wedding day, but eventually he had stopped worrying about the nerves and was too focused on his s/o to notice, but they quickly returned when they were alone in the room together. But he’ll calm down for one of two reasons, if his s/o is nervous too and they can both stumble through the motions. Or if his s/o takes a more dominant approach, not only telling him but showing him just what they want him to do to them. 
Satan is murmuring to his s/o how radiant they looked and how he’s grateful to be their husband, while stripping away their clothes. He loves them, and he is sure to tell them between heated kisses and wandering touches. Desperately wanting to hear them say the same to him. 
Asmodeus, who has absolutely been thinking about this moment all day, declares the minute he and his s/o are alone, he’s going to slip into something more comfortable. Except he’s stripping down in front of them, and by slipping into something more comfortable he means getting naked. But he keeps his distance, waiting for them to act first, probably goading them on with all the dirty thoughts he’s had about them that day. 
Beelzebub is so happy and is still in awe over the fact that him and his s/o are now married. He wants them to know just how grateful he is and how much he loves them, and he does that through both eager and hungry kisses, leading down their body. And using his mouth to make them cry out. 
Belphegor be like “if you want to consummate our marriage you’re going to have to come over here and do it yourself.” No seriously, he wants them to ride him, but he’s not going to outright say it, he wants to make it as difficult as possible for them. Even though it’s clear from how hard he is that he wants them. 
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my type is apparently man who acts egotistical but is actually very insecure
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and also prominent political figure who is the little spoon
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potatominnie · 6 hours ago
Mammon to his brothers
Mammon: Oi! Listen up!
Mammon: MC and I are the main characters and you guys are the homosexual supporting cast!
Asmo: Oh no, he's got a point.
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G’AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH @devildomsexting did such an amazing job on my commission! Hun I love love love it! I figured I’d share with y’all how amazing my friends writing is!!
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x4gay · 9 hours ago
Hey y’all don’t think i’m gonna post much tonight i’m very much mentally out of it but I won’t leave y’all high and dry. Hopefully when I start my new meds I’ll be a bit better. Remember to care for yourself and if you need to talk i’m always a dm away.
Solomon x MC
just some fluff
I finally get to stay over at purgatory hall. I promised I would watch some movie marathon with Solomon the others decided to go out for the night to give Solomon and I privacy. I head over to purgatory hall and was greeted by Simeon and Luke who were on their way out. I walked to the living room, you could seriously get lost in these halls.
“Hey MC ready for the horror movie marathon” Solomon was already sitting on the couch he looked kind of nervous.
“Horror movies? Great!” I really love horror movies. Well not watching them alone but the idea is nice.
“If you get scared you can always sit with me i’ll protect you.” Solomon teased.
“Haha let’s start watching” I sat on a sofa and got comfortable with a blanket. Solomon sat next to me and rested his head on my shoulder. I could stay like this forever if i’m being honest. The movie wasn’t even that scary but i’m starting to think Solomon doesn’t like the movie. I stared at him with worried eyes. He was furrowing his brows. Without thinking I rub my thumb in between his eyebrows. It normally relaxes a person he flinched at first but melted into my touch.
“Hey are you okay?” I hugged his head.
“Yeah just a bit tired, mind if we turn the movie off” He shook his head.
“Of course” I smiled at him and turned off the tv.
“What did you think of the movie” He questioned.
“Well it wasn’t scary at all, i’ve seen way worse. I don’t see how someone could be scared of this silly movie” I let go of Solomon’s head to look at him.
“Pff yeah it wasn’t scary at all” His voice was a bit more high pitched than usual. I think he’s actually scared I smiled at him thinking about how the sorcerer was scared of a small movie. “What” Solomon asked.
“We’re you scared.” I question.
“No...” He got defensive.
“Okay... I’m going to go use the restroom.” I got up and walked to the bathroom. A few minutes later I come back and see Solomon squeezing a pillow. I stared for a bit and walked to him. He jumped a bit when he heard my footsteps.
“Oh hi..” He calmed a bit. Solomon was really tense so I stayed away from him to not scare him.
“Are you sure you’re okay? It’s okay to be scared.” I looked at him with a concerned look.
“I’m not- okay I am, happy?” He sighed.
“Hey i’m not going to judge it’s okay to be scared.” I smiled at him reassuring him.
“Can you come over here and comfort me” He shyly said. With no hesitation I smiled and sat next to him.
I held him in my arms and his heart rate completely slowed. I gave a small kiss on his head and he pushed me back to where he was laying on me.
“Thank you” He mumbled.
“For what?” I question. Solomon looked up at me and looked me in the eyes.
“For comforting me and just being you.” I smiled and held him tighter. Soon enough Solomon planted a kiss on my lips. My face felt hot. We spent the rest of the night in each other’s arm just soaking up each other’s company.
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amor-immortalem · 10 hours ago
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“Model for me, pretty boy.”
Masterlist 2
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halli-walli · 10 hours ago
Heyo send me ideas to write :) I write for:
- the arcana
- obey me
-miraculous ladybug
- bnha
- Haikyuu
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loafbud · 13 hours ago
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My self-insert and Mammon tryna be hot 💀
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pigletxpoohbear · 14 hours ago
The tags will be updated as more characters get put in.
Keigo Takami/Hawks:
Imagine request: Hawks
Tenya Iida:
Awww a puppy!
Obey Me:
Just a fluffy angsty drabble
Are you okay?
Imagine request: Brothers and Undateables
One Punch Man:
Imagine request: Genos
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witchofimagination · 19 hours ago
Here a gif I made on Mammon. Sorry I did not post about Leviathan's meeting with therapist MC. I have too many ideas and still trying to organize it 😅
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cxffin · 23 hours ago
14 and 🦇?
🦇 — Mammon 14 — Thigh Highs
"What about these?"
They passed their D.D.D. over to Mammon, readjusting to lean against his shoulder as he took the device from them. His mouth scrunched up, lost in thought for a brief moment as he scrutinized the thigh highs on their screen. This was hardly the first pair they had suggested—each one inevitably being torn apart by his high standards. He had no qualms when it came to wearing them, he only wanted them to be perfect. That was where the issue set in.
"Stop," they snatched their D.D.D. from his hand, "I'm buying them."
He tried to grab it back, held just out of reach as they flattened their palm over his chest. "I was gonna say they're cute!"
Their arm slackened, "really?"
He gripped their sleeve, yanking their arm down the rest of the way to steal their device. While they pouted, half-heartedly pawing at his arm to give it back, he scrolled through the color options available. Mammon wrapped his free arm around their waist, dragging them against his side to look with him. They conceded—glad that he finally found a pair of thigh highs that lived up to his standards. The grueling, seemingly endless search would be worth it once he was finally wearing them
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mammons-tax-returns · a day ago
comforting you about your body insecurities pt. 1
beelzebub, mammon, lucifer
:) ! first post back!! (rest of the brothers coming later)
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Lucifer is a very attentive demon, despite being busy with his nose shoved in a stack of papers around the clock
He really does find you wonderful, both just to relax with and to admire.
And he’s known that you piqued his interest ever since you appeared before him in the stuco room. And this is LUCIFER. He normally doesn’t give any human a second glance. Unless ur some powerful and dangerously talented sorcerer with white hair 🤧but that aside
Tonight, he gets a break from Diavolo’s workload because there is yet another ball being held at the castle.
He sprays a faint but expensive cologne on his skin, quietly hoping that you would like and comment on it so he could respond with some flirty line. That would be nice, he thinks.
Then, he’s taking long strides leading out of his bedroom, and heading over to yours beside the kitchen, where he hears his siblings bickering over the best fruit.
He knocks on the door first, waiting for a response that never comes. He only hears your favorite song from within.
He calls your name, only becoming more confused the longer the silence grows
When he pushes open the door, he’s nearly relieved to see you standing in front of the body mirror, fixing the the collar of your outfit. You turn to look at him offer a smile. “Hey, Luci. You’re punctual, as usual.”
He hums under his breath in response. A silent “i know”. He pads over to you, placing a hand on your hip affectionately. “You look good enough to eat, handsome. Asmodeus may have his moments but he certainly knows how to dress anyone with anything.”
You look at your own eyes in the reflection, not able to respond entirely. Lucifer means well, you’re sure of it. He doesn’t know that the past hour of preparation for the ball was spent scowling at the parts of you that you could never quite enjoy entirely.
Lucifer looks questioningly at your expression from the mirror. “y/n? Is something the matter?”
At that, you snap back to reality and look back at him. “Huh? Oh... Right— Sorry, I just,” you trail off, at a loss for words. Was this the right time to mention your thoughts, before a ball? “It’s nothing, just lost in my thoughts, I suppose.”
Lucifer’s eyebrows knit in the way that they tend to do when he worries. “Mind sharing? I’d love to sit and listen.” His hands slide around your waist until he’s hugging you, and you catch a whiff of his cologne which makes you melt. Once again you wonder if this relationship was something you deserved.
“Don’t give me that, lovely. I said I’d like to listen, no?” As you turn your head away, he takes the opportunity to rest his head on the crook of your neck.
You sigh, smiling hopelessly. You hate to admit it, but his response makes you feel jittery on the inside. “It’s silly really, I just wasn’t feeling myself just now. The clothes are amazing! But...” You know exactly what you’ll say next, but the words feel venomous in your mouth. “I’m wondering if Asmodeus understands how wasteful it is to put them on me, you know?”
Lucifer is at a loss, and his heart aches at your words. “Oh dear... Well that’s no good. I can’t have my gorgeous lover worrying himself over something that’s so far from the truth.”
You are already aware that Lucifer will always support you no matter what, and the thought is both heart warming and bothersome. “Yeah, yeah, Lucifer... I’ve heard it all alr-“
“Then what do you not understand?” Lucifer cuts you off promptly and confidently. “Do you really believe that I’d sugarcoat this? Anything?”
You swallow thickly. “N-... No. You wouldn’t...”
“Good. That’s a good response.” He places a sweet kiss on your cheek, ruby eyes flitting up to your own gaze in the mirror. “I’m almost afraid of other demons trying to steal you away in such a dashing outfit, to be honest. Enjoy yourself, but if any of my brothers try anything, I swear...”
You laugh a little, running a free hand through his hair and noting how he almost sinks into your touch. Almost like a cat. “Thank you, Lucifer. For everything.”
Lucifer kisses your hand softly. “You are perfection, darling.”
You look forward to slow dancing alongside the eldest brother now, losing yourself in the music. Lucifer was right, there was really nothing to worry yourself over.
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Mammon, unfortunately, had to cancel date night plans for the weekend for a modeling gig.
You were disappointed, but not mad at him. He told you in advance, offered to make up for it, and usually tries his best to uphold his promises.
He offers to bring you with him, guilty at the thought of your alone in your room.
You don’t know whether to accept it or not. Would you fit in on a set full of gorgeous, picture-perfect demons?
Mammon has his hand on the back of his neck, nervous that you’re too angry at him to want to say yes.
To his delight, you smile and agree to go with him. Maybe, this way, he can avoid others flirting with him when they know that his boyfriend would be in the room.
At first, it makes you feel a little bit happier seeing Mammon light up with joy after seeing him pout like a puppy moments ago.
The day has come that you step onto the modeling floor. The photographers and staff know you well due to Mammon’s insistent bragging about you and your relationship. Clutching your D.D.D. anxiously, you make your way over to Mammon, who is already posing for a camera under bright studio lights.
You keep to the shadows as you watch him intently. Mammon is well known for his idiocy, but he is one handsome devil.
The evil snickering of two demons sound behind you, to which you ignore. You were too nervous to actually move, anyways.
Whatever... It doesn’t concern me... Right?
The giggles don’t stop, and you can’t help but listen in on their whispers. It sounds as if they purposely spoke louder than normal just to bother you.
“Look at how his eyes are shining... Obsessed with Mammon, much?” Oh boy. It really seems like they’re talking about...
“Let’s talk about those clothes, though... Are you kidding me... Does the human world really have that low of standards— or is this the bottom of the barrel.” At that, the two burst into a fit of cackles.
Luckily, a photographer hisses at them, irritated with the noise breaking his concentration. They quiet down, but continue to berate you in ways you had never even considered.
You’re sweating bullets now, itching to use your hand to wipe the oncoming tears of embarrassment. You blink them away, and don’t notice that your boyfriend is now finished with his shoot.
You tense upon seeing him speaking to the camera tech. Your heart nearly jumps out of your throat. The last thing you needed was him seeing you cry right now. He’d be worried sick.
Not even bothering to excuse yourself, you slip into the bathroom and can only focus on the laughter of the other demons behind you. The sound causes you to shake slightly as you shut the door behind you.
There is more than one stall, so you briefly worry that someone would come in and find you bawling your eyes out in the middle of a semi-professional setting. You sigh heavily and turn the sink on to wash your face.
The more you stood in front of the sink rubbing your face, the more vividly you remember the rude comments made about you. Could they have been true?
With a troubled look, you sneak a glance at yourself in the mirror.
You didn’t think that your clothes were particularly “bad”... They said so much, and it’s all coming back like a vicious and cruel tsunami.
No matter what you do, you can’t seem to stop crying.
“Oh y/n!!~ Where are ya’ at?” Mammon crashes through the door, hands on his hip with a toothy and closed-eye grin.
Thinking quickly, you reach over to grab a hand towel and press your face into it. “H-Hey, Mammon, you looked good out there...”
Mammon must have picked up on your wavering tone, because he pauses.
You’re frozen on the spot when he places a hand on your shoulder, although you can’t see him through the towel.
“Uhh... What’s up with you? Don’t tell me that you’re...” It’s too late to react when he pushes the towel aside to find your teary eyes.
“Wh-What?!” His heart drops immediately. “What’s wrong babe?! Are you like... I dunno hurt or something?!”
You exhale shakily, still trying to calm yourself. “Those models out there are just... A little too honest about me, I s-suppose... But it’s really fine. I just... I don’t know... I guess I just needed a minute to... Freak out a little?”
“Honest? What the hell do you—“ A sudden feeling of recognition pulled at his features. Truth be told, he knew those demons personally, having worked with them before. Then the guilt of knowing exactly what happened began to eat away at him. “Oh...”
You shifted, wishing that he would drop the subject. This was getting much too embarrassing to bear, and the way his eyes drooped with sadness made your stomach churn. “Mammon. I-I’m serious, I’m okay—“
Mammon’s arms surround you like a sturdy, calming veil.
“I know you’re not, y/n!” Mammon had no desire to listen to you pretend to act unbothered. “I don’t know what they’ve told you, but I can guarantee that I have been given comments just as bad as those- and I’m The Mammon.”
You grip onto his shirt, avoiding making eye contact with him. “But... That’s the thing Mammon. I’m not nearly as confident or perfect as you.”
Mammon holds you tighter, voice softening drastically. “Don’t you think that’s exactly what I think of you when you comfort me on my bad days?”
A pool of warmth starts to seep from the depths of your chest. And your furrowed brows start to relax. “Really..? You mean it?”
“y/n, you are precious to me, and all of my crazy ass brothers. And there is no way in hell that I’ll allow some scum of the world get in the way of realizing how flawless you are.”
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Beel wants nothing more than to spend every second of the day with you. And Belphie.
But unfortunately, most of his time is spent in the gym, if not the kitchen.
So he asks you if you would like to start working out with him at the gym, or even if you were just interested in hanging around and nothing more. He just wanted your presence.
The idea itself made your heart swell. But after a bit of thinking, you weren’t so sure. You’ve never been to a gym in Devildom before, but you were sure it wasn’t very different from human gyms.
It would be filled with confident and toned bodies that would put you down without even trying.
And as much as you wanted to be there with Beel, you weren’t ready for the prospect of the nasty looks you’d receive sitting beside the sixth-born who is a perfectly sculpted athlete.
After all, he seemed a bit too good for you, as it seemed in your head.
Beel wonders why you turned him down. Had he done something to upset you?
He’d have to get down to the bottom of it, lest he regret ignoring your behavior.
To do this, he takes a day off from the gym, thinking that the answer to this situation would be to spend time together. Smiling to himself, he clutches a bag of sweets to his chest.
y/n has got to love this, he thinks excitedly.
Knocking once, he can barely keep himself from barging in and tearing into his baked goodies. “y/n, I’m here. Wanna share these cookies with me? There’s also pound cake and cupcakes... The mini ones with enchanted apples on them.”
His smile falls a little when there’s a long note of silence. “y/n?” He questions.
“Oh! Uh... Sorry, Beel... Maybe another day. I’m studying for that final right now.” Beel knows you sound sincere, but something about this response seems off.
His heart sinks a little, feeling a little embarrassed after being rejected. He hadn’t expected this.
“Ah... Are you sure?”
There’s a silence from the other side of the door, and the sixth born starts to genuinely worry.
Truth be told, you had been weeping alone looking through images of famous demon athletes that advertised the same gym that Beel attended regularly. It was a dangerous thing to do, but how could you look away?
You take a glance at yourself in the mirror. your eyes were barely puffy. A bit red too. But overall, nothing seemed very different. Maybe— Just maybe, he wouldn’t even notice.
“Hello? You in there?”
You stiffen at the sound of his voice.
“Coming!” Hopping to your feet, you rush to the door and open it.
“Oh man, I was starting to get antsy smelling this bag... Let’s hurry and dig in.” His eyes are trained on the food in his hands, and his mouth is watering.
“Oh, Beel... You have some drool again!” You lightly scold him and wipe the corner of his mouth with a napkin from the table right beside the door.
At that, he finally gets a good look at you.
“Oh, thank y—... ou...” He trails off instantaneously. “Your eyes...”
You sigh and bow your head sheepishly. “Agh... I should’ve known you’d catch me. It’s not anything serious, I just was... I was watching a sad movie is all.”
His eyebrows knit together. “So were you studying or watching a movie?”
He caught me.
He pushes forward, closing the door behind him and taking your hands in his. He leaves the bag abandoned on the floor.
“y/n... What’s been up with you lately? You’re seriously not yourself.”
Your face flushes, and you sigh. Your throat suddenly feels tight. “Uh... That’s...”
He’s noticed this entire time. I’m an idiot.
“Listen, Beel...” You squeeze his hand. “I’ll tell you because I know that if I don’t, you’ll be worried sick.”
He nods hurriedly, heart rate increasing.
“I guess I just...” The words struggle to make their way out. “I don’t understand how-how someone like you; handsome, kind, and strong could end up with...” You pause, starting to tear up. “With someone like me.”
Beel takes a moment to process your situation.
And when he does, his head starts to spin, and his heart feels heavy like a boulder.
“y/n... What are you even thinking?” Is all he manages to whisper. He pulls you into a tight, comforting hug and sniffles.
“You mean literally more to me than anything or anyone else.” He says firmly. “I don’t know what part of you you’re so hung up on, I couldn’t even imagine there being any reason to be.”
“You don’t have to—“
“I do.” He cuts you off firmly. If he didn’t, you may try to deny his definite truth. “y/n, I know i’m all about food and training... I’m sorry I don’t know how to make you realize how wonderful you are.
But I’d like to learn that with you. Is that okay?”
Your tears finally fall, soaking through his tank top.
“Of course... I’d love that.”
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fearixfox · a day ago
Music Note Fair Reactions
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He's the last one I gave them to and he's trying to charge my ass
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