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the-whispers-of-death · 2 months

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TW: Mention of child abuse & neglect (simply stating that it happened in the past, no details) & description of old bullet wounds/scars

Stone stared at his reflection in the mirror, naked as the day he was born since he had just gotten out of the shower. He rarely looked at himself in the mirror, didn't like doing so. That was part of why he wore a muzzle-like mask, so he didn't have to see his facial features.

"Why did you not change your entire name on your birth certificate when medically transitioning?"

That was the question that his therapist had asked him in therapy a few hours earlier when they were talking about his transitioning and his thoughts on his father. They knew he disliked his father greatly, but he could never hate his father. Even after everything, all of the neglect and abuse, he still had wanted his father's love.

And the question was fair, after all, Stone's legal name was Vikram Bharat Mishra. Two-thirds of his name was his father's, his middle name was his father's first name and his last name was his father's last name. The true question was why did he cling onto the name when he had the choice to change not only his dead name, but his entire name?

Part of it was because he had gotten into the U.S. Navy, had gotten his enlistment approved mostly because he was Bharat Mishra's son. His father had been a highly renowned sniper when his father was a Marine, and his name still carried weight even years later. Stone hadn't had much education before the U.S. Navy, so part of him being able to be enlisted was because of his father's name.

The other part of it, the part that made Stone so unwilling to completely cut ties with his past with his father, was that Stone looked like his father. A carbon copy. Before his transitioning, Stone had looked like the feminine version of his father, but now he just looked like his father. So much so, that some older soldiers who served with his father and still were serving had called Stone by his father's name.

As he stared at his reflection, that fact was even more prominent. He saw how they had the same defined jaw, the same brown eyes that were so dark they almost looked black and very rarely held any emotion in them, the same lip shape with heavy lower lips, the same eyebrow shape. They shared the same russet brown skin. There was only the slightest distinction in facial features, with him having his mother's nose, which was just slightly thinner than his father's.

There were of course other things that made him stand out of him being a total carbon copy of his father's. His father didn't have many old battle scars, but Stone? Stone was covered in them.

There was a knife scar that started at his left temple and went almost all the way through his eyebrow, just stopping before it could damage his left eye. There was another knife scar that was most often hidden by his muzzle-like mask which went from his right ear and went horizontal until just right at his lips. The third scar on his face was from a bullet that grazed his left cheek, also going horizontal.

Heading down from his face was his neck that was scarred by old knife wounds, crisscrossing each other, one over the other. It lead all the way down to his torso, which held the majority of his scars. There were countless bullet scars and knife scars, too many to count. Arms, chest, abdomen, bullet and knife scars galore. His naval tattoo of the three swallows on his right arm was faded, barely seen due to the fact that he had gotten the tattoo before all of his scars. Several of the scars were from wounds opening and reopening, either from being shot in the same spot or stitches having been reopened.

His legs were covered in old bullet and knife scars as well, though there was considerably less than there were on his torso. To say he looked like he shouldn't be alive, was an understatement.

Even will all these differences, Stone still looked too much like his father. And he couldn't look himself in the mirror because of it.

So, he had kept his birth name with the exception of his dead name, in the hopes that one day, his father will hear it. Because even though his father had abandoned Stone, left him like he was just some toy to be discarded and not his child, Stone couldn't escape being his father's son.

He didn't want his father to be able to escape it either.

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way-too-cool-raybot · 4 months

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Had an discussion with my friend about this so;

#if anyone was curious personal hc is late 40s or early 50s #i figure thats what most people think. like those are clearly middle aged men right #cartoon? i can see them being like. mid to late 20s at the earliest #id rather say maybe their 30s #hit the road i guess ill place before the cartoon and say they're mid 20s.#the 3 seasons they are minimum mid 30s but i usually think early 40s #and TTiV they just seem so peeved by the world. like my father. 50s #60s is pushing it for me thats like #early grandpa status #(yes i think it would be funny to have a mid-life crisis after season 3)#we gotta start killing more people sam its on my bucket list #(the list is just a hit list)#anyway got carried away with the tags AGAIN #poll #first ever!#sam and max #sam & max

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suitmana · 3 months

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on a roll with the brainrot today: we all know that lebkuchen already has a pretty rocky relationship with her faith (but because she is repression incarnate she just carries on as normal)

i just want to really delve into the reasons she became a nun in the first place. like kieferberg itself is a pretty religious environment and lebkuchen was no exception by the time she took her vows. but there's being catholic, and then there's entering the monastic life.

#lgts #little goody two shoes #also can we talk about how she seems to be the only nun around like. ever.#maybe i'm just ignorant but shouldn't there usually be a convent nearby at least??? what order is she even in anyway??#sugary devotee #father hans' study

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leatherbookmark · 11 months

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a thing that irks me about wgxn as lsz's Best Parents Ever and lsz himself calling them his fathers iiiis that aren't... parents and basically ancestors... kinda important in chinese culture? yknow, like *gestures at some of the characters' complicated relationships w/ their parents, their legacy and last wishes*? lsz discovers he's a wen and doesn't immediately go "ah well, doesn't matter, they were Problematic and i feel more like a lan anyway", but rather goes to the nighless city with wn to bury the ashes of their family and build a cenotaph for wq. that means he still wants to honor his ancestry, especially since he's the last surviving member of his clan. would lsz just... conveniently forget about all that -- about his parents, whoever they were, who died in the war -- for lwj? hm

#there was a post or perhaps a thread or maybe even more than one #about how the juniors would SURELY mistakenly refer to their sect leaders as mom/dad and i was like. g #i think kids call teachers 'mom' because they're still young and don't have much contact with adults that aren't parents/their family #members. so when you want to call an adult and your brain malfunctions you either go mom or dad (so: the usual)#but if you're a disciple of a sect you have a Bunch of older people around you each of which has their own name -- sect siblings #teachers etc not to mention other sects' members -- so i feel like it would be much more difficult to make that mistake #especially since i'm not quite sure disciples at that age would see the sect leader a lot unless he's personally teaching them #but ig that doesn't happen very often if he's busy with other things. there are other disciples and elders who can pass their knowledge dow #idk it just seems kinda... western? american? i can't say. to assume an adult who's important has to be a parent/parental figure which is #ALMOST the same as parent really! and can be referred to as 'dad'/'mom'#like. no! not really! a 'teacher' is not just your ms smith who taught you english and always praised your handwriting!#it can very much be the person who pushed you to become the person you are right now because they saw your potential #and without them you wouldn't be where you are. this kinda person you send gifts and cards every year for decades after graduation #because you're this thankful for everything they've done for you.#shrimp thoughts #this is not to say that he doesn't feel grateful for everything lwj's done for him -- he saved his life -- but that still doesn't have to #equate to Being his father. wzl didn't call wrh his father either and look how dedicated he was

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langernameohnebedeutung · 1 year

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*Then the Spirit led Jesus up into the wilderness so that the devil might tempt him. After Jesus had fasted for 40 days and forty nights, he was starving.

Matthew 4:1-2

aka: Blaine + 😈

#izombie #fandom #1) Liv telling Ravi 'what does he have to do...' means so much to me you don't even get it. Ravi I love you #he's such a 'human's rights are for the worst of us not just the best of us' kind of guy #2) for context the third one on the right was at least as much about Liv promising she would stop talking about Peyton and Blaine #as about Peyton and Blaine. But considering the whole fake amnesia thing it was pretty prophetic all things considered #3) I really thing it's interesting that with Angus (and maybe also Blaine's grandfather) being so invested in ancient Greek stuff #Blaine either doesn't know much about it or acts like he doesn't (since it's usually Angus bringing that stuff up it does make sense)#but he does know niche bible stuff like the 40 days in the wilderness reference. Which is pretty specific.#especially since his family doesn't seem religious before Angus went full on religious nut in season 4 #in fact season 4 confirms that he also used to be very disinterested in all things faith and Bader tried to get him to go to church #and then you realise SHE's a religious hardliner and Blaine's whole hate for the bible while still being able to quote stuff from it ::))#and his seeming lack of familiarity with the stuff his father is obsessed with. all takes on a whole different interpretation.#also 4) Major you're tunnel brothers with Blaine too. Pretty sure the only central male character on the show who dodged that is Clive

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t4tdanvis · 5 months

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me making my 3847573948575839554th au

#❄.txt #its an au where theres a magic school that trains people who have elements #most magic people have one element although sometimes very rarely people have two #vylad has two! he has fire + plants. zianna has the element of plants and his unknown father has the element of fire #gene has water ofc #'oh does that mean they cancel each other out' WRONG! CHEMICAL FIRE!#dante has water and travis has crystal + darkness #'why is crystal an element that seems so specific' explodes you with my mind. because i SAID SO #the main elements so far are fire water earth wind plants crystal lightning light and finally darkness #light and dark are super super rare. travis is an enigma and many people want to study him under a microscope #aph also has the element of darkness. she and travis get constant 'are you two gone become evil super villains together??' comments #also at the school they are all forced to live in dorms of people with the same element (if they have more than one element then they go #based off of what their most prominent/powerful element is usually). there are three people per dorm #gene gets to stay in a room with dante and zane. dante is fine but zane is a terrible roommate #vylad gets to stay in a room with blaze and laurance. actual hell on earth because they both keep fighting over garroth #aph and travis share a dorm because theyre the only people at school who have the element of darkness #they have a uniform! the colors are the colors of your element(s)#which means vylad gets. red and green. the worst possible combo. he looks like hes wearing an ugly christmas outfit all the time #travis gets pale purple and black which looks super cool #dante and gene both get blue #aph gets all black. although she usually wears purple accessories (which technically arent allowed but most ppl dont care)#WOW this is longer than i thought itd be and i havent even explained half of it. whoops

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unproduciblesmackdown · 11 months

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also more briefly: i had enough overlap with relevant circles that i saw a post Here with various examples of the in-game works of art, then some more posts that established it as "whoah game in the style of illuminated manuscripts / medieval art / woodblock printing???" and dialogue-centric rpg / visual novel kind of situation, Then someone i followed on twitter just said they'd played it and loved it so i was like hmm for once this is one of those rare alignments of [this seems sooo relevant i will check it out] and On That Basis Alone i started watching a seventeen hr. playthrough lol

so i didn't even know that there was a murder mystery component / where the story was going, so like i don't think "gotta be unspoiled" actually makes or breaks An Experience of a Work, but it's not irrelevant, and like i easily would've looked up plenty of spoilers to ascertain interest and then checked it out if i hadn't already felt enough interest ascertained to commit to starting a watchthrough, wherein like imo knowing spoilers (a) can sure be further information that something's interesting & so provide the motivation to actually check it out (the relevance of this factor surely varies, e.g. it's actually pretty demanding for me to Actually Watch Something often even when i have already seen it & so know i like it / want to rewatch it; it's both really demanding for me to "just" check out some new to me [anything], and my interest-thus-motivation threshold is pretty high, where usually i also don't actually really want to lol. things gotta Align, be So strongly relevant to me interests, &/or probably i've Been marinating on checking it out / gradually building more interest)....and (b) there's a lot more Suspense to anything when you actually know some things that will be happening imo lol

but if you don't know, you can sure enjoy more Wondering, if you're particularly doing that, and be more Surprised by things, of course

all this to set up how i was like oh mein Gott this is such an Effect when i have no idea there's a murder mystery, let alone a murder, and andreas is trying to get home At Night and sees A Ghost in the Ruins and then proceeds to a scene where suddenly there's a Haunting Soundtrack playing while an unseen mystery figure through this tiny window is crying out about Pale Horse, Matins, Pale Horse On The Floor, Death

it was So enjoyably surprising and atmospheric and i'm like oh i love a clairvoyant promise that someone will die, But Who....wherein of course i love it Knowing that indeed that will manifest, and for whom, but i truly do cherish that first time around delight of Surprise and Wondering, and it's fun that pentiment was so like "oh i gotta check this out then" that i could just jump right in and be like yes i Will be watching all seventeen hours of this that requires reading this dialogue at high enough resolution / without burning off focus while looking at some other drawing/writing process too much. it's Such a cool and effective scene, holding back [soundtrack] so much to then use it to heighten effect so immediately. and like fuck yes there's an anchorite in this game

#(i also Really Like how when father thomas showed up & was like ''i'll interpret for you sister amalie. ok bye andreas'' i was like hmm that #seems strange. and when you talk to amalie and see she's digging her grave at all + deeper every day i was like hmm that seems strange)#(but then i forgot / just let that slide lol and Was Surprised but like hey yeah well that all fits then doesn't it)#the way like i never really expect to solve mysteries but i do want them to Resonate / feel cohesive / relevant after the fact #rather than; as people point out; prioritizing ''no one will EVER GUESS'' which usually is a tradeoff w/way better elements....#pentiment #pentiment spoilers

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wonstop · 2 years

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Nyarlathotep package 🌌

mask ($14.99) - necklace ($30) - plushie ($19.99)

figurine ($13.49) - ring ($26.40) - dice ($12.77)

OH YEAH, also, if those dice are hard for you to read but you’d still like a set, I also found these that I think fit pretty well. These have a pretty desert-y aesthetic you might like, too.

#nyarlathotep #outer gods #lovecraft #horror #dungeons and dragons #fictionkin #otherkin #OKAY SO.#The mask is because most of his forms seem to be charismatic #and is described as usually being joyous #on top of the concept of of course a mask hiding your true face.#The necklace is because he was described as a servant of that character #and the ring is because a lot of his nicknames have to do with bats.#I'd assume the Father of Bats would probably like a bat thing yes?#completed delivery

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fideidefenswhore · 2 years

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very random but why did worsley choose to villainize cranmer > henry...

#i think cranmer had his shady moments but the way he was portrayed in that docuseries... like a comic book villain... we just don't know #it was almost like he got the catholique cromwell treatment #altho i think cromwell was arguably more brutal #he was not just 'one thing' in the way none of are just 'one thing'#cranmer had his shady moments like lambert and katherine howard #i actually think cromwell was pretty much equally brutal to henry but i would say he was. you know #a better husband/father than henry. so there is that #but most kings were bad fathers/husbands altho the latter not generally QUITE that bad #I DIGRESS #but obviously the blame rests with henry #primarily. re: everything. but particularly katherine howard #didn't have to do All That #also this docuseries did not even mention jane rochford did it...? in either AB or KH chapter #odd .#meanwhile we get entirety of blackfriars speech and maria de salinas but not anne's execution speech or any of her friends / ladies or any #of ANY of theirs except the usual saccharine nonsense about jane seymour & mary #i really think she just should have done a catherine of aragon docu #id anyone has ever done a standalone co.a docu...? which almost seems weird #queen consort for the longer that them all put together. wild

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fuckyoucanada · 2 years

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Morgan Stark creates an AI that has her father’s voice.

Morgan Stark creates an AI that is a little more than meets the eye.

#Morgan stark creates an AInand her dad is reincarnated as it #Jarvis was borderline (or was) his own person #Morgan uses her fathers work and improves upon it #just like her dad would’ve had wanted her to #and she creates her own AI tho it seems different to Friday or Karen or any of the others she has met and known her whole life #he has a curiosity about him you don’t usually see in machines

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featherymainffins · 5 days

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Sometimes I think I must be a weird author because everyone keeps making "haha writing the middle part of the story is so hard haha the start and the ending are so easy baba" jokes but I never know how a story will end.

I start and then I write the middle, and then a logical conclusion happens.

#idk it's just so weird to me.#like how would i know how it ends when i don't know what these characters go through. i sometimes have like 10 vague ideas #for how it could potentially end but i never know and i never write the ending before the rest #maybe it's because when i write I'm usually sorting something out through it? so logically I can't know the ending because #I don't know the answer to my problems. im trying to find that. sometimes I don't find it #my first 'book' was written when i was just 8 so obviously it sucked and it was too simple but I'm using it as an example because #back then i struggled with abusive parents and peers who sexually harassed each other and the environment was full of bullying #to the point of some kids bashing another kid's head in #and the book reflected that. i felt confused and didn't understand. it was like my father was two different people #and all the adults encouraged that line of thinking. they kept saying that my father is a good person who loves me and that #only bad people do bad things. that family is always good. i liked my friends. i had good memories of times with them.#they were also cruel children who would relentlessly harass and bully anyone who was poorer than them or uglier or smarter or #who simply didn't agree with them. everyone seemed to want me to view people as either good or bad.#i was trying to think about it in the book. and you know I arrived at the conclusion that there are no such things at all #i realised that people are just people. that unfortunately the father who was nice to me was the same one who beat my mother and #yelled slurs at us. the people who were mean to me and others and who spread lies and convinced boys to beat people up for them #were also the people who were my friends. i found that everyone was capable of everything and that it's all just socialisation #the book ended in a way that reflected this.#this is the way i write most of my longer stuff. there is a question. there is a problem. i try to find an answer to it #sometimes there isn't an answer. sometimes there is. but the course of the story will reflect it either way

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fairy-angel222 · 2 months

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𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

—in which toji is constantly fucking women and disturbing your peace. your complaints lead to you becoming one of them.

pairing: toji fushiguro x fem! college reader

cw: smut, breeding, daddy kink, size kink, age gap, toji being a cocky prick, unsafe sex, ass slapping, mentions of cervix touching

Ever since you heard about your next door neighbor Mr. Fushiguro going through a divorce, things have been hell. For you.

From the day he first moved into the apartment, constantly arguing on the phone with his ex wife about whose turn it was to watch his son, Megumi.

When Megumi is over, everything’s quiet, and you finally get a chance to rest your head and relax in peace. Doing some studying and cleaning in the quiet atmosphere.

You wished the black haired boy would stay for just a day longer, because Toji is back to his usual self hours later. Bringing in young college girls one after the other. Fucking them hard against his headboard as they let out loud cries of daddy. It was annoying. You could even stay inside anymore to get work done.

At every hour of the day he seemed to be active, fucking through all sorts of women, the shaking of your thin bedroom wall never coming to an end as high pitched moans echoed through.

It was getting to the point where you couldn’t take it. You were so fed up. Didn’t he ever get tired? Tired of promising these young desperate girls to call them back only to throw away their numbers and fuck their friends the next day.

Weeks go by and nothing changes, Megumi coming over for a silent three days then leaving again. Giving his father enough time to fuck any feelings for his ex wife out of his system.

You swore you couldn’t take it, you had barely been able to study, occasionally spending an hour or two in a nearby café between classes. When you noticed your grades slipping, your eyes having prominent bags at the lack of sleep, you groan loudly in frustration. Finding your legs moving before you could even process it.

Your fist raising to knock on the man’s door once, then twice, with no answer. You huffed, going in to knock a third time before the door swung open. A tall, muscular man towering over you with a scowl. “What?”

Your eyes widened as you scanned over his body, his perfectly sculpted face, broad shoulders, defined abs, and the very distinct outline in his sweats.

The man cleared his throat, a smirk gracing his face when he startled you out of your intense drooling. “Now, what do we have here?” he chuckled deeply, tilting his head to the side with crossed arms as he rested against the door’s frame. “Here to get your turn doll?”

You gulped, finding it harder to spit out your words as the Fushiguro man stared you down. “I.. I’m here to ask you to keep the noise down, some people have actual work to do.”

Toji whistled, “Oh? A bold one huh? I like it,” His hand reaching under your chin to make you look fully up at him. “you’re a pretty little thing you know,” he spoke, running his thumb along your bottom lip, “wonder what you’d look like ruined underneath me.”

You ignored the flutter that went off in your pussy, clenching your thighs discreetly as you glared. “Just keep the noise down okay old man? I'm trying to study.”

Toji could feel his cock grow harder, you were just what he needed. “So i’m an old man now? That’s a first, usually girls like you just call me daddy.” he shrugged, “but it’s okay, you’ll get there.”

You rolled your eyes as you walked away from him, annoyance written all over your face to mask the arousal swirling in your stomach. He’d probably fucked the entire neighborhood by now, including the campus, so you weren’t gonna fall for his sick charms. You just hoped he complied and kept the place quiet, you didn’t need that usual noise the day before your big test.

Toji had surprisingly did as you asked, and you sighed in content as you read through the pages of your notes. Your pen in your hand finding itself in between your teeth as you bit down softly. You got what you wanted, so why was your mind running wild with thoughts of the Fushiguro man’s hands on your body as he fucked you like all of those other girls.

You shifted in your seat, one leg over the other to bring stimulation to your needy clit making you whimper softly. You couldn’t let yourself give in.

Another week passed and you once again found yourself in the same noisy predicament. Your mind couldn’t help but wander to the man more than twice your age. Way too old for you yet just so.. hot. Toji Fushiguro had become your fantasy.

And it was unbearable.

Hearing all these moans day and night. Hearing Toji’s loud grunts and groans as he no doubt left them with the best fuck of their lives.

It was Thursday, and Megumi would be coming tomorrow per routine, so you’d finally get a break then. But, you couldn’t deny the fact that you wanted an excuse to go over there. Your face serious as you banged on his door.

You waited a minute, a shirtless Toji emerging into the door frame as it flew open. Toji smirked, “Ah, you again.” His sweatpants hung dangerously low beneath the start of his v line, black hair messy as his tongue darted out to swipe across his lips. “Finally came to your senses?”

His last fuck had left right before you came, coincidentally of course.

“N-no.” you objected sternly. “I’m here to ask you again to just be.. what are yo-“

You swallowed hard when he began stalking towards you, a sinister grin on his face as you were backed up against a wall. His breath fanned your head as he bent his neck. Hands on the walls near each side of your face. “Your face says otherwise, doll.”

“No it d-doesn’t.. you’re just a cocky old man preventing me from getting things done.”

Toji’s brow raised with a deep hearty chuckle, “Back to that nickname i see,” His hand grabbing hold of your cheeks and squeezing them together. “Gonna have to clean that mouth of yours, teach you how to be a good girl.”

You whimpered lowly, feeling wetness pool between your legs as you looked up through your lashes. Toji’s eyes trailing to your glossy lips as he inhaled sharply. “Don’t worry, this dirty old man’s lips are clean”

Pressing his lips roughly to yours, your eyes widening as you gripped the edge of your skirt with a moan. Toji smirked against your lips, his hands hooking beneath your legs as he lifted you up. Your frame so much smaller in comparison to his larger one.

Toji was quick to bring you inside. And you found yourself sitting on the man’s lap, your skirt bunched up at your hips as he hammered up into your wet cunt with brute force. His hands kneading into the flesh of your ass each time you ground your hips onto him.

You let out a loud mewl, his thick cock stretching you out and grazing against your gummy walls as he fucked you deep. Feeling him within your stomach when you cried out. “Fushiguro-san— ah, so- ngh g-ood.”

“That’s not my name doll, try again.” he growled deeply, landing his palm onto your ass in a hard slap. And you whimpered tearfully at the sting. “T-toji—” Another harsh smack burning through your flesh making you let out a cry. “Last chance.”

You moaned loudly, your back arching as Toji slammed into you. “D-daddy, ahh daddy, o-oh fuckk—,”

Toji hummed in satisfaction, “Look at you, thought i was a dirty old man hmm?” His teeth biting softly at the delicate skin of your neck, his pelvis hitting your red puffy folds relentlessly. “Moaning for me like a little slut, so fucking pretty.”

You let out a shaky cry, “Haah— F-fushiguro-san,” Your pussy clenched down on his girth, his rough hand making its way around your throat, squeezing the sides and forcing you to look at him. “Not gonna fucking tell you again.”

You mewled, “‘M sorry— nngh,” Your back arching when Toji bullied his cock deeper into you.

“Still waiting doll.” he grunted, eyes dark as his grip on your throat tightened, your moans and whimpers loud as his thighs noisily met your sticky cunt. “D-addy— ahh- so good,” you cried, feeling his angry tip forcing its way to your cervix, kissing the entrance with each harsh thrust.

“Good fucking girl, you’re getting there” he grinned with a groan. A creamy ring formed around the base of his cock, your pussy gushing messily onto him as loud squelching sounds filled the room. “Pussy’s so fucking tight— better be on the pill cause i’m botta cum in that pretty pussy, shit.”

“Ah— nngh daddy, ‘m close- gonna cum.” you whimpered, your eyes rolling back and your lips parting in a string of incoherent babbles, Toji’s thrusts sloppy as he groaned.

“Gonna cum on this old man’s dick yeah?” He teased cockily, “Had so much talk for someone who’s falling apart on my cock.” Toji grunted, “Bet ya sat there listening like a lil perv, your hand down your panties hmm?”

You shook your head no with a cry, “Uh uh- ahh— wasn’t.”

“Sure about that? Sure you didn’t sit there and fantasize about me fucking you like a little slut?” His hand reached down to rub at your clit, a loud moan escaping your mouth.

Your breathing sped up as you felt a coil buildup in your stomach. Your body shaking with pure ecstasy. You let out a high pitched scream, the stimulation to your g spot making your head go fuzzy. Vision turning white as you clenched down tightly on Toji’s cock.

“O-oh fuck— ‘m cumming— ah, cumming daddy.” Toji’s hand pressed down harder on your throat, the pressure restricting your air flow making you let out a choked mewl. Tears welling in your eyes as his heavy balls smacked against your ass.

“Nngh—” The ring of white thickened at his base as you let out whiny cries. Toji’s hand working small circles on the sensitive bud before he brought his lips to your ear. His voice deep and gruff as he groaned. “Fuck doll- squeezing me so tight, come on and scream for me.” He breathed, “make a mess on my cock.”

Toji’s mean pace became too much, a tight pull in your stomach as your mouth fell open, legs trembling with loud cries as an unfamiliar feeling washed over you.

It was heavenly, your brain going dumb and your pupils disappearing behind heavy lids as you screamed loudly, head falling back and nails digging into his shoulders as you fell off the edge.

Toji never slowing the movement of his hips, still hammering up into you despite the mess you were making on his thighs. Your pussy spraying streams after streams of clear liquid as you arched your hips, grinding back and forth to ride out your squirting orgasm.

“Even fucking louder than any of my previous fucks.” he laughed, “Wonder what the neighbors would say, went from being a whiny little bitch to being the same thing you complained about.”

You let out a whine, Toji flipping you abruptly onto your back, his hand still around your neck as the position allowing him to hit even deeper. “Fuck,” he grunted, his words in between each thrust. “gonna fucking breed that pussy so deep.” Letting out a low groan at the last thrust, his lips meeting yours in a sloppy kiss as he bottomed out.

A whimper fell past your lips into his when you felt him fill you up, his cum shooting in hot thick spurts along the walls of your cunt.

He smirked as he pulled away, watching you pant heavily. “Would make such a good breeding bunny.” Dipping his fingers past your lips and resting them on the back of your tongue. “Might have to keep you around, can’t be disturbed if you’re the one making the noise now can you?”

You shook your head tiredly, forcing your eyes to stay open as Toji pulled out of you. His sticky cum seeping out of your fluttering pussy slowly. Your brain was still so clouded, blinking in and out of blurry vision.

Toji hid the smile threatening to creep up onto his face, his face neutral as he plopped down onto the couch next to you. “Rest if you need to, then leave.” He said nonchalantly, trying to seem like his usual self despite the fact that he had not kicked you out yet. Which was something he never did, let a girl stay any longer than a second after sex.

The man would never admit it, but there was just something about you.

He wanted to make you his pretty little doll.

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