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bylertruther · 8 months
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i don't mean this in a mean way but i know this hiatus is truly hiatusing because every day for the past month or so now i keep seeing the most basic character facts, scenes, and theories that were first brought up in 2016 and 2017 by even the media too get treated like they're new never before heard of discoveries / revelations and i can't tell if it's just ppl talking for the sake of talking in this drought or if y'all really didn't realize that until now and atp i'm too afraid to ask 😭
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funnierasafictive · 7 months
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Wld u guys b interested in art commissions ^_^?
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cosmobrain00 · 26 days
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ive said this bfr kinda but one thing abt owl is he may actually be an asshole, but he’s an asshole with points. important distinction
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hrryshoney · 17 days
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i hate unreliable people, truly grow up and gain responsibility
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bunicate · 4 months
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hi mimi diff nonie here but how do you know if youve orgasmed >< like i feel my parts getting all wet n sticky but i just dunno if thats it... T—T
'm so sad cause i js wanna feel good !!!!
uwaaa I feel so >\< tht u bbies r coming to mi abt these stuff . feels like a fun witl sleep over :3 but also btw I’m not at all like sex expert or anything , I haveeee veriiii litl experience however I do masturbate . . like alots ^_^ so tmi tmi tmi tmi tmi
with an orgasm . at least for mi . . there’s just no way for me not to know. the best way I can describe is like a steady escalation until smthn snaps or pops. an orgasm for mi is like a still moment of like . . . a burst of pleasure. my body tenses and my pussy twitches . . like a lot and it’s very leaky . naturally I know it’s coming when I speed up whatever I’m doing which is usually pinching my nipples and rubbing my clit faster and faster and then you just KNOW ! ! if ur unsure . . chances r u didn’t orgasm .
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caruliaa · 1 year
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was lied to again by ppl w pretty good too ehh parents into thinking dynasty rina sawayama was abt shitty parents and not generational trauma, SAD! well theres my tears ricochet
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trendfag · 2 years
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wanna take a trazodone bc i slept all day and id like to not be sleepy tomorrow but last time i took one was like a year ago and i slept for 12 hours
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Heyyy how r u doing? I've been reading ur fics and they are so well written!!!
I have been thinking abt a fic idea for lando and would love to share it!!
Soo maybe lando and reader get into this huhe fight and he says smth that goes like "oh i wish we never met" or "we should have never started dating" and the reader is like "wtff how could u?!?!".
So they go to sleep and by some miracle the next day when lando wakes up he is very guilty and goes to find the reader but she is nowhere to be found and is like "oh shit where tf is she" looks around the house and the photos on the walls are nowhere to be found of them.
and texts carlos/Charles or anyone of his close friends that "bro i fucked up Y/N is nowhere to ne found and we had a really big fight"
The friend is like wtf bro y was my gf there at the first place? And like y are u talking abt MY gf like she was urs?
Lando is confused asf! And realizes that the universe is giving wht he wished for and is trying very hard to go back in his reality.
At the end of the day his is like crying cause his gf is not his gf but is his friend's gf and goes to sleep.
When he wakes up, he is like ughh i need reader back and goes in the kitchen or smth and there she's standing, runs to her and hugs her while crying and reader asks "omg y r u crying are u ok?" He immediately starts apologizing and is like ily ily i did not mean what I said and they make up and we get a very happy ending!!!!
This is just a thought feel free to improvise it!!!!
Baby, You Look Happier - LN
Ok, this is going to be a bit sad. I was writing it and the direction it too just kind of happened. Happy ending for Lando I promise, but it's a rollercoaster of emotions from beginning to end (at least imo)
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The whole argument started with Lando deciding to "play DJ" as y/n worded it and then get completely over friendly with a drunk girl who had fought her way up onto the DJ set for a song request then never left Lando's side. Repeatedly leaning in and whispering in his ear with lingering grazes of her lips on his ear.
Obviously this led to an explosive argument on the way home and neither of the couple are backing down. Y/n from saying he was encouraging her and Lando from saying that she was just a fan getting carried away because she was drunk. As if that makes it ok.
"You are out of your mind." Y/n scoffs kicking her shoes off as they walk through the door. "Out of your mind!"
"Yeah, I am. I'm out of mind for wanting to ever date you. And right now, I wish we had never met." Lando exclaims which stunned y/n enough but his next sentence was a blow that make her eyes shine and her body flinch. "Maybe I'd be ending my night more happily if I had the freedom to go home with girls like her rather than bitches like you."
The silence that falls between them is painful. Lando's body begins to lift from the rage and he realises the amount of hurt in his girlfriend's face.
"Baby-"
"Don't. I'm going to bed." Y/n states swiftly turning around, away from him.
Lando stays up letting his thoughts consume him till he can't fight the need for sleep anymore. He does creep into the bedroom, hearing the clogged heavy breathing that gives away his girlfriend (if he can still call her that) fell asleep crying and it's all because of him.
It takes him a while to actually fall asleep but when he does. It's a terrifying sleep of bad dreams.
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Morning rolls around too soon and when Lando reaches out, feeling for y/n, there's nothing but empty space making his head lift as he looks with a frown.
"Y/n?!" He yells out thinking that she's still understandably upset over last night.
The lack of response and him noticing the small things of hers around the bedroom having disappeared he gets up. And the panicked search around the apartment for her begins. His feet nearly carrying him too fast for his body to keep up.
Not only is y/n nowhere to be found, but every single thing of hers that was ever there is gone.
Lando actually has to run to the bathroom to vomit from the panic and devastation. Eventually he rushes to his room, calling her number but it rings and rings till it does to the automated voicemail, he retires several times but there's still no answer.
Eventually he calls one of his only friends in Monaco. Max.
"Max? Max. I fucked up, I fucked up so bad. I've tried calling y/n like 10 times. We fell out last night when we got home, and I've woke up and she's not here. All of her stuff is-"
"Hold on mate." Max laughs suddenly and his attitude catches Lando off guard. "Why would on earth would y/n have anything at your place?"
"Because...because she's my girlfriend and lives with me, why wouldn't she?"
"Is this a joke? Because I don't know if you're trying to be funny. Why would my girlfriend live with you?"
"Your girlfriend?! Ok, if this is y/n's way of teaching me a lesson. This isn't funny. I'm not laughing.
"Neither am I. This isn't any joke or lesson.Y/n is asleep in my bed, like she is every night. Maybe you had some dream...which I'm not ok with but I'm going to let it slide if that's the case. You just go back to sleep or figure out what's going on. But I'm not going to play whatever joke or game you're trying to play here." Max states sounding significantly less impressed to be part of this conversation.
The line cuts and Lando slumps back on the wall behind him.
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It took waiting to the race weekend for Lando to find a way to speak to y/n, but that didn't come without the agony of seeing her as happy with Max as she had been with him. Perhaps happier?
Lando still thought it was a joke for a few days till he realised, there's no evidence of her and him ever having dated. No headlines, not social media posts, no couple fan accounts, no pictures in his photo album, they don't even follow each other on social media.
Was he really such a neglectful boyfriend that he didn't see how much happier she could be with someone else?
Selfishly, he still can't stop himself from grabbing her hand when Max finally separates from her.
"What the fuck?" Y/n questions hissing and trying to yank her hand back from the McLaren driver's hand but before she knows it, she's been pulled to some corner of the paddock away from prying eyes and radar ears. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Lando?"
"Listen, I know this is going to sound crazy. But hear me out just hear me out. You are my girlfriend."
"What?" Y/n frowns finally yanking her hand free before looking at his pleading eyes and softening for a moment as she sighs. "You're right, Lando...you do sound fucking crazy. I have been dating Max for nearly 2 years. Introduced to him by Charles."
"No. No. No. Y/n, Max introduced you to me when I moved to Monaco at the start of last year. Y/n please you have to believe me, I'm falling apart without you. I need you."
"You are sick, Lando. What you need is serious help and it's from a medical professional not me. I'm going to pretend this didn't happen. I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt that you are just having a mental break under the pressure of your career." Y/n states straightening herself out. "For your benefit, because you're clearly at a low point, I'm not going to tell Max this happened. So long as you promise me that it is never going to happen again."
Y/n turns and walks away, ripping Lando's heart further and further out his chest with every step she takes away from him.
Whether his relationship with y/n was a dream or his wish had came true, Lando doesn't know. But now he's cursed with the never-ending heart break.
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Finishing the race and standing on a podium with Max of all people feels unbearable despite knowing that this is not Max's doing in the slightest.
But eventually Lando gets his flight back home and he collapsed into his bed in a defeat that feels soul-crushing. How he's meant to keep going and get out of bed every day, he doesn't know.
"Lando?" A voice calls out making him jump awake. "Are we going to talk about last night? Because as much as I feel better seeing you cry in your sleep about whatever it is you're dreaming about. I'm bored of waiting for you to wake up so we can talk about how much of an asshole you are."
Lando scrambles up off the bed, getting caught on the sheets and tripping over landing on the ground which makes y/n grimace and step back with a frown and wrinkled nose.
"What is wrong with you-" Y/n doesn't get to finish her sentence as Lando stumbles back up to her feet and kisses her, deepening the kiss and spinning her so he can push he down on the bed, feeling her body tense and while she's not fighting him, she's certainly not melting into it. He breaks the kiss and sighs. "What has gotten into you?"
"I'm a piece of shit, but I promise to be better. I promise I will never ever ever speak to you the way I spoke to you ever again and I didn't mean a word of it. I don't want to know what life would be like after you. I definitely don't wish I'd never met you. You make every day so good and I'm sorry for even suggesting life would be better without you."
"Right...well I'm glad you've learned your lesson." Y/n nods clearly confused on how her triumph came about but she'll take his grovelling as a win in this situation. Though he's not even close to being completely off the hook. "Just make sure you don't let it happen again or I'm dumping your ass so fast you'll never understand how I disappeared into thin air with every single thing I own in this apartment."
Lando physically shudders before lying himself on top of her and just nuzzling into her neck as his body smothers her, needing to just latch onto her as tightly as possible. If her lets got she might just disappear again and he can't ever let that happen.
He's going to make her look even happier with him than she ever looked with Max.
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incorrect-hs-quotes · 4 months
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massivechildturtle · 1 year
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Astrology observations.. ♡
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🌱-people with mercury in aries cuss alot like A LOT which can be sometimes inappropriate (they're also very blunt.. They dont think before they speak which can cause problems).
🌱-people with prominent pisces placements are often good at dancing and have flexible bodies they just have something about the way they move its sensual..
🌱-is it just me or do all cap venus people want to spend their time in a countryside when they get older?!
🌱- i hv often seen people with venus in Aquarius placements (especially men) staying single for majority of their life due to their different standards (its not like they have unreachable standards) they just have so many people simping on them so its hard for them to identify "the one".
🌱-scorpio moon/jupiter people are very much interested in astrology, psychology, occult science like subjects bcz these stuff require deep research and study which they hv mastered since birth
🌱- its not easy to pass on a Capricorn's vibe ... But for some reason pisces people create a soft corner for themselves in a cap's heart (lemme know wht u guys think )
🌱-alright i think people were quite confused on the last post i made abt cancer moons. Although my experiences with them hv been quite good but we cannot forgive the fact that they are masters at manipulating shit.
🌱-venus in sag does not always have to indicate a foriegn spouse it could just mean that if you're from aa country where there are different religion and cultures.. Your husband/wife can have a very different cultural background.
🌱-Sagittarius women deserve all the love.. These queens are savage and damm their humor, wit, sarcasm its just a perfect blend.. I just love that how they are not afraid of anything.
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Y'all thanku so much for so much love... I love you guyzz alot 🫶
Do lemme know wht u think abt above observations... Bye see yaa🌼
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bylertruther · 1 year
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imagine being the oldest out of the party and you're the only one being normal and an individual and everyone else is calling you immature and making fun of you for wanting to do the things that you all had been doing for literally all of your lives up until a couple months ago because it's suddenly ~cHiLdIsH~ now to want to have fun. and somehow you're the one that needs to grow up and be mature even though your friends aren't respecting their exes' wishes like you are and keep doing the most idiotic things to get them back instead of just apologizing or talking it out with them like any normal "mature" person would do. will is a better person than me because i would've beat them all with my wizard staff (a cool stick i found in the woods)
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Yan!Pantalone with fem childhood friend reader-
Sooooo this is actually my fave for me to write ( except that I write a lot of possibilities in the future with this but here goes one of my many thoughts)
What if, reader was there with Pantalone during their hard time as the 'mature figure' aka sister despite yourself in need of mature figure too. Taking care of him, always giving him the better options in food or clothes. Pantalone would remember how you'd always wrapped him with the blankets despite how you trembled from the weather (aight lets see what you got for us in the future after all the bs we've done for you snitch) But good times (not so good but) don't last long right? Especially with reader being famous for her bad lucks and stuffs. Basically, reader was trafficked, leaving Pantalone all alone. Reader knew they were in danger and just a day before this happened, reader shoo Pantalone away, asking him to look for a flower for her (which is super random, idk if he's willing or not, honestly up to you but he still did it anyway). Imagine the horror returning to his 'home' only find a blood trails that ended in the middle of the road. You were nowhere to be seen at all.
Time skip and here's one of the possibilities i really want to see you write it out QwQ
So what if Pantalone was striking a deal with a dude at a beauty house, one that could only be entered by the upper class people. Pantalone hated being there, he just hated how it made him look 'nasty' and he for sure didn't want you to see him like this (lol sike) Just when they were conversing with each other, you came to them, offering them drinks. Pantalone was about to shoo you away again like how he did to others but hell he didn't know how to feel about meeting you in a beauty house.
Obviously he's all sparked in joy to be able to see you again after years of searching for you but he's also internally panicking about his image now. Would you still acknowledge him after this? (Yup, overthinking at its finest but i'd like to pinpoint this as the main problem in his head)
So yada yada yada (up to you) at first reader had a hard time remembering him but after lots of thing and the mention of flower, reader remembered about him.
Soooo,it's a happy ending now right? *yeets* nope we wrote the yan tag for reasons
What happened to you? Oh he's punished people he suspected to be your captors, even the innocents are not safe from his overthinking (idk wht but u get it).
What about the people in the beauty house? Who touched you intimately? Oh how there'd be lots of people missing and dying in a short period of time after all of this.
Not even the people who watched you dance are free from his 'punishments'. Not dead but still, 'punished'.
Oh? The beauty house owner didn't want to 'sell' you to him? Fine he could do it the hard way. What happened to the beauty house? Its business slowly dropped down. Still holding tightly to you? Fine have this blow, a fire burnt down half of the beauty house. He was careful not to burn the area around your room, making sure you'd be able to run away just in time from the fire.
Right, what? The owner still held you tightly as one of his source of income? Fine, bye bye then. Tbh he had a love and hate relationship to its owner, on one hand he knew the owner took good care of everyone, protecting them from all those shady men and ensuring you're still alive up until for him to meet you. But why would he let you work not only as a dancer but also a 'bed warmer'? He didn't care the fact that it's your own willingness.
Either way, he didn't feel any guilt at all. He tried to end things peacefully but it just so happened that the man thought of him as a shady man. What a shame.
Welp, what matter now is that you're here with him now! Althoughhh that didn't mean his overthinking traits ended already. Welp, idk what happened next
Thank you for listening to my long ass ramblings too
*peaces out*
yandere! Pantalone x Childhood friend! AE! Reader
Usual tags, except this one has uh potential gore(?), sexual themes(ain't a yandere without a bit of it), power harassment, drug use, Minors do NOT interact. (Ps, tell me what tags I'm missing) yo this is 3.3 k worth of words.
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A Durak's little miss fortune
"Oh bubbles, what have you done? Opening a very interesting plot like that and almost little to no restrictions? I live for it. I hope you aren't too concerned about what fate has for this little flower. " - Scribe
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Shadows lengthen, dim streets darken. To most people crept back under their sheets, yet here he is. The man with the very definition of wealth weighed in his name. Sat on a chair of their booked room in the 'beauty house', honestly speaking; he could care less about the establishment that fattens decadence at the lap of luxury. But with his imperial image on the line, or someone's head will roll.
Avoiding eye contact with the wretched woman on stage of the velvet room, body bending and twirling in odd angles, giving an eyeful of imagination to her viewers. As if it is no big deal for her being gawked at.
"Yes, that is our proposition for you, Lord Harbinger Pantalone." Said the rotundan before looking over to the service lady dressed in rather obscene clothing.
"Thirsty, my good sirs?" The 9th Harbinger huffed, waving his hand at the girl attending them.
"How many times do we have to tell you, we don't need-...any… thing…" With an irked voice slightly raised. Stopped midway once he saw the placid woman before him, offering beverages on a stainless steel tray.
"Understood, good sirs. I shall notify my other sisters at once." The once gentle and loving look he misses so much now turned stone cold, bowing before being dismissed. So many questions raced in his mind, why are you here? How? For how long? Wait you're here, you must be disgusted at why he's here instead of finding you.
Pantalone was about to call out to apologise but he's in a meeting and you already disappeared in the sea of people. Sadness stung in his iced heart, yet he dared not show it. Especially when this fatso is in front of him.
"Fancy her, Lord Harbinger?" The well off man asked, curiously. "Can't blame you, Lord Harbinger. Everyone calls her Fortune, she usually sings and dances on stage around the weekends." Oh, he knows what this gross pig wants. Getting on his good side to make the deal a lot easier, unfortunately for him. It merely soured his mood, no one should talk like that to an angel like you. And he means NO ONE.
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Next thing he knew, he's at home. Thrashing some of the documents all the clues about his missing half, you. His seething rage would not go unnoticed as he thought of all the sickening situations that they have done to you to make you so submissive bending to the whims of those lowly men. Of how many times you've cried to have someone save you in your predicament, scared and alone.
That last memory he has of that consequential moment into his mind. The pile of rubble that is their home, made from bits and bobs that they happen to come across. Makeshift door broken, an undeniable red stain leading nowhere, followed by claw marks against the dirt and snow. It still haunts him, the day his only warmth in this cruel world is taken away so easily. If he hadn't gone to take that flower instead you would have been at his side… Then again, because of that flower he was able to be acquainted with people, make connections. Almost like you gave him your remaining luck.
"My lord, we have a copy of Orlestine's account book!" An agent reported to him from the door. Orlestine, a wealthy name that holds the yoke of servitude.
" Enter, and leave it on the table" the employee did as they were told. "And one more thing… make sure to keep tabs on her." Added the bifocal man.
"Understood, Lord Harbinger." Leaving the pride of the northland bank alone. Just like the others in his life, but not this time. Not when he has found his other half.
"Soon… I'll make those dastards pay a hundred- no, over millions of times with what they've done with you." His rage knew no bounds as he recalled all the terrible things he told you before you were whisked away from that dumpster fire of a shelter.
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"You're a terrible cuddler… " normally you would laugh at his cold affection. He notices your arms wrapping around him, pulling him closer to you.
"Maybe I am, but that doesn't stop me." Your voice trembled as you put your chin on top of his head.
"Always helping that girl at the church… She doesn't even help you." The pretty-eyed boy mumbled, noticing your body has a hint of perfume. He wasn't a fool, he knew that the church girl was taking advantage of your kindness.
" It's not always about getting help." Only you would smile, he hates it. How his chest ached and yearned to be with you, the only gold hearted person he knew.
" You're just going to get hurt." Not knowing of the danger that had instored for the next day, shivered slightly when he felt the draft from one corner.
" Even so, I just wanted to help. " You hugged him more, he could see the warm breath against the chilly wind." Do you want me to sing? " Noticing it's growing late, and knowing his fondness of your melody.
" No way, you sound so terrible." He wanted to bite his tongue at the moment, but he didn't want to sleep. He's scared, and doesn't know what the reason was.
" Alright, alright, I hear you. Rest up, I need you to go get something for me tomorrow morning. It's really important." Soot stained face pouted, looking up at you when he heard that.
" Ha? Didn't you hear what that guy said about a snowstorm tomorrow?" You laughed a bit before rubbing your cold fingers on his cheek trying to get the ash off.
"Please, it's important. " With how soft your voice was, he knew you really needed it. But for what?
" Pah, go find someone else to do that. " Again, he wants to beat himself up for being such an asshole.
" Oh, alright." You merely sighed and kissed his head. For being an understanding person just doesn't sit right with him.
" You're really annoying, you know?" Murmured, leaning his head on your chest. He truly despised the situation they're in.
" Yeah, yeah, just sleep you little munchkin." Pinching his cheek to get a reaction out of him and laugh.
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And that was the last conversation he had with you, he wanted to say something different at the time. Still his own mouth betrayed him, barred from showing his own feelings to her. Compared to you, always wearing your heart on your sleeve, a faint light that shines even the darkest and coldest of places.
"Count Kintis." Pantalone threw a knife at a picture on the wall, riddled with red strings. He needed to act fast before his beloved had gone too deep in this little hell of milk and honey.
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He wanted to confront you about it first. Going back would be a good start, he had booked a private room and requested you specifically. But got denied at a certain time since she's taken at that hour, he had no choice but to change the meeting a bit before seeing you.
Once Pantalone sat back down in the sinful establishment. He could only imagine what other torturous things they'll do to you. Snapping out of his thoughts when he heard a strikingly familiar voice
" If you had prepared twenty years ago// You wouldn't be a-wanderin' now from door to door//"
Honeyed voice rang in the faintly lit room, looking up to the stage where you stood. Dressed in a shimmery red tight fitting apparel accompanying a person with a piano. Men started to stare, undressing you with their gaze. It's sickening, all he could think of is; how DARE they dirtied your image. The sweetest and pure girl he used to know, reduced to such depravity all because of his mistake all those years ago..
He adores your soft voice that sings to him at night easing his worries. Bringing warmth despite the howling winds. Is the song dedicated to him abandoning you? Is this how you've felt when you wait daily to see if anyone would miss or even save you? He's certain of it… no doubt you have to be rescued.
After the stage, a roar of claps erupted from the audience followed by whistles. Which only further summons his ire. He attempted to follow the songstress to her dressing room for a little chat. But was stopped because some man decided to talk to you, so he had to step in.
"I've been looking all over for you." Pantalone put his hand on your shoulder.
"Oh- uhm.. sir." He hates to admit it, but seeing you a bit flustered is adorable but that's not the point!
"Eh? Do you know him, fortune?" The man seemed displeased with how well dressed and intimate he is with you.
" Yeah, he's my next customer." You bluffed, but that is the truth. The Regrator did book you.
His eerie smile directed at the harasser who seemed to get the message about what might go down, and left. Keeping a mental note on that fellow.
A heavy sigh of relief washed over her. "Thank you, kind sir." Now there's that smile he loves to see. You must be really scared to be here, which is why he's here to scoop you up and pay your debt off.
"It was no problem at all, darling." Despite their age being so close, he had grown taller thanks to your help.
"But I do want to talk to you if that is okay with you. It will only take a few moments of your time." He had practised and prepared for this moment of his life, yet his hands were shaking. Not out of excitement, but with fear.
" Of course." Normally you'd be happy helping someone.
" Excellent, is your name ____?" Asking, no need to be hasty, he needs every little and single detail burned into his mind.
You answered, and everytime he asked another. He was so sure you're that girl he met all those ages ago when he was just a pauper with no mora to his name. The conversation started to circle once there were answers that didn't match up or didn't satisfy him, but paraphrasing the first questions. Growing weary of this, he pulled out a pristine flower and showed it to you.
"You know, a poor friend of mine left me this one pitiful morning. She made me fetch a pathetic flower in hopes to ditch me and have a perfect life without me. She would always sing me these strange songs where twin black stars twinkle in the night to guide damnable souls like mine." Pantalone lied in order to get something out of you, noticing your distressed look. He stopped with his relentless questionnaires.
His face softened once tears started to roll down your visage, ruining your makeup.
"Little munchkin… ?" Using the nickname that you gave him, her hand on her head. It felt like it's going to split.
Gloved hand tried to touch your cheek "Oh, my angel-." But another voice called out to you, seeing you flinched at the sound and quickly put up a façade that everything's fine.
"Fortune… " The older looking gentleman came over to calm you down. Saying something before looking at Pantalone as if he had done something wrong.
He got kicked out of the building. For the first time, he was denied something by a mere commoner. But it won't be the first time he'll be persistent on getting what he wants.
He'll start negotiating, from time to time out of mercy. It would have worked if that old wind bag would just let him speak to you. No one would even look at him or even tell him to come back next time. It's insulting that they're treating him like he's the same beggar before he rose to power!
So he stopped going and began his next phase, fine if they didn't want to talk to them it'll be their own damn fault if ruin comes to them.
Sending some fatui agents around the area to keep tabs. One has reported that you kept singing your heart out of sorrow by yourself in the middle of the night. A tune that would always lull him to slumber… That quelled the voices in his mind that it's a plea for help. But first he has to feed the ever so ravenous knowledge seeker.
Your poor admirers met an 'accidental' demise one by one.. Others met a swift and painless death, another ended with accidents, some went missing, framed and tried in court. Though, he had kept a select few in a pen that ultimately disgust him. First when they devoured the rotting flesh of their leftover livestock. Still hungry, they turned upon themselves. All the while Pantalone watched from afar in the comfort of his opulent home.
Then there's that one time where someone had bumped onto you, they too weren't spared. Especially that girl with a jaded expression. One that threatened to sue you in court for causing her husband's infidelity.
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From days to months, the old crod of the accursed métier finally made his move. The stygian haired man found one of the batch being transported, the one that didn't have you in it.
"I gave you numerous warnings and signs, gaffer. Give my little angel back." Pantalone hissed with a sinister smile. He may be merciful to some degree, but there is a limit to his thinning patience with stubborn people.
"Over my dead body, Regrator! First, you harassed my child then proceeded to corner me to a wall. You're nothing but a coward hiding behind that pile of money of yours!" The bald man goaded, using his arms to imitate a shield the girls. It effectively summoned the heavy coated man's indignation.
"Sir, if I may." One agent talks.
"Permission to speak, granted. Be quick about it." He knows this agent would take pity on the old man.
"Thank you, how about a little gamble? A game of Durak." They suggested it, making the banker hum in curiosity.
Durak, a traditional game where the goal is to have an empty hand. Rather odd for the agent to suggest this, since this is one of the things that got him to where he is today..
"What do you say, josser?" The shaven head man looked at the girls and thought this'll be a trap. But what other choice does he have?
With the game set, cards from the beauty owner provided a bit of an advantage on his part..
The first round goes to the owner, then the next, and the next until the fourth when Pantalone had started to catch up. Comparing the two is like calling a zucchini a cucumber.
"l, won." With such triumph, not once did he open his eyes as the defeated player collapsed to his knees, salty tears leaked out of his eyeballs. Pleading the girls to let go as they have nothing to do with this.
"Please, Lord Harbinger, have a heart and leave my children alone!" Cried the loser, begging for the 9th's mercy at his feet after his inevitable defeat at the game of Durak. It was only a matter of time..
" 'Have a heart', you say? Well, I can arrange that." The young man smiled lightly like normal but to the old man that didn't want to hand over any of his girls or 'children' rather, felt the foreboding deal he verbally struck. The girls behind him huddled together, paled at the implications that come with it.
"Oh, he's going to love this patient." Laughed the Regrator as the agents took hold of the caretaker who was thrashing around. He had a plan for the other girls to be sent away, not bothering them… but did send a few other girls to be closely inspected by the doctor for 'analysis'.
"Tell him to take his sweet time with the others." Waving his hands away at the agents that rallied the girls in separate binds, their wails and pleas go unheard by them as they are being pulled to go under the scalpel.
"Lord Harbinger! We have uncovered the girl!" Reported another that just arrived. And now the real fun begins.
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Back at his home there you are, resisting Pantalone's kindness when he's trying to be patient with you. Each time returning with a gift covered in gilt. And declined once again. He's just as ruthless as he is merciful to you.
" If you love that vulgar job so much, then I'll be obliged to satisfy you in your needs…"
" Oh, come on… you could do better than that.."
"Look at you… So filthy, whoring yourself out like that...I can't believe you were manipulated into agreeing with those dunces."
Whispering those into your ear as you were chained and gagged to the bed. "My lovely, little angel, don't worry. I'll take good care of you this time. Don't give me that talk about being selfless, they're abusing it…" he ran his fingers through your hair.
" Be a good little munchkin for me instead, sing all those songs when we're young…" it's probably best for you to do as he says.
You had become his security blanket, the only thing besides money that can brighten his day. It's not complete if he didn't wrap your body up in a blanket and cuddle you.
If you did return his feelings, perhaps he'll let you out of the chains occasionally. That goes for accepting gifts from him. You must welcome it with open arms and display it upon your body for him to see. Only you would see that genuine smile on that face when he brushed your hair.
The obsession in his eyes grew darker with time. Mumbling how you don't need to lift a finger anymore for anyone. Just let him be the brains for both of you, and you just sit pretty like a doll for him.
Even after that there is one fear that hasn't been quelled within him. What if you found a way to revolt? What would he do to satiate your needs?
Thinking back, that flower you gave him had allowed him to befriend an alchemist, a pill was given after he shared his sob story.
"Fret not friend, for this is the solution you seek of.. have your friend consume it and then she is all yours until death."
Oh, to use or not to use. It all depends on how you behave, either comply willingly or comply forcefully. Either way, he doesn't want to hurt you. But if it's the betterment to get you to stay in his arms, he doesn't seem to have a reason to be guilty about.
"Dear… open your mouth." You didn't as he tried to push the pill in your lips, hands tried to push him away but felt weak since you tried to boycott by not eating.
"It's for your own good, you'll feel better once you eat it… EAT IT. " Pantalone threatens his darling angel to open her mouth by squeezing her cheeks, tossing the pill in your lips before kissing your lips to force the petite maiden to submission.
Moans escaped your mouth as hands gripped on his back, panting as your body felt sweaty. A black pill like size appeared on your ear. Whispering temptations into your ear and slowly bending to the greedy will of his.
Continuing his kisses down to your collar bone, giving love marks all over your body. For some odd reason it felt warm, light touches are enough to make your vision spin around.
"Ha..! Please… " Some drool dribbled down your chin. Your hands looped over his head pulling him closer to your chest.
"Mm, of course my little angel. Anything for you. Go on. Sing my little angel! "
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For some odd reason I feel quite unsatisfied with this. Or am I just being too harsh?
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grievedeeply · 2 years
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hello :D could u maybe do some hcs on wht dylan lenivy would be like as a boyfriend nd what kinda stuff him and reader would do together
sure!! decided to combine this with another request because they're essentially the same thing. i hope you both enjoy!
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tws: amputation (dylan's hand post game), mentioned violence but nothing descriptive
dating dylan lenivy headcanons (the quarry)
first off, he is so funny. he always knows just what to say to make you laugh and to cheer you up. he's the funniest person you've probably ever met and he knows it. he makes the strangest jokes ever but you always at least chuckle at them, just because it's him telling them
he's much more than just his jokes, though. he's compassionate and very caring. he's putting you before himself every chance he gets
dylan falls for you first. you're sweet to the kids and you're always checking up on him. you're able to read him really well. you know that his jokes are just a front right from the beginning
he confesses to you first and you almost think he's just being playful until you look up at him and see the completely serious expression on his face
it results in a long, heartfelt conversation about your feelings towards each other and you'd been dating ever since
when the events of the game happen, the two of you are stuck together like glue. you tell him, "if you die, i die" and he feels the insatiable urge to try to protect you
after dylan's hand gets cut off, he worries you won't like him anymore. of course, you reassure him and even make jokes about it to cheer him up. he thinks he's a fool for even thinking that you'd leave him because of his hand
as an amputee, he struggles with phantom pains (a pain that feels like it's coming from a body part that's no longer there). he pokes fun at it a lot, but you can tell that he's actually really scared because of the loss of his limb and having to adjust to a new life without it
he has to relearn how to do a lot of basic things with one hand and you're there for him every step of the way. he expresses his gratitude a lot. he'd be lost without you, and a lot more tears would be shed if he didn't have you around
he's definitely the type of guy to show you off to anyone. if someone even brings you up he goes, "oh yeah, my partner". he is so head over heels for you it annoys all of the other counselors
they're all really happy for both of you, don't get me wrong. dylan just rubs the fact that he got some in their faces (affectionately) and it makes jacob very frustrated
he's affectionate, both in public and in private. he's happy with PDA and he'll actually encourage it if it's something you're okay with. he does love to show you off, as mentioned before <3
an arm around your shoulders, his hand in yours, a light touch on your face to brush your hair away. he loves touching you, and it's one of his love languages
he's a gentle person. he can come off as loud and (slightly) annoying at first, but he's the opposite. he wants to be liked by people and usually just puts up an act in front of those he doesn't know that well in the beginning
he gives great hugs. they're so comforting. his height is an added bonus in any form of physical affection with him. he makes you feel so safe
dylan talks a lot about your future with him and it's clear that he wants to be with you for the rest of his life. he brings up marriage often and you just roll your eyes. you're both young, but you wonder what being married to him would be like
even though he makes jokes about 'wifing you up' (he'll use this term no matter your identity unless you don't like it), he actually means it. he's so serious about spending his life with you because he just adores you so much
he's defensive over you and your image, especially when you aren't around. he takes no one talking poorly about you and he makes it known that if someone has a problem with you, then that extends to him too
he's a great listener and he knows what to say to comfort you. he can be serious but his jokes also cheer you up a lot when you're feeling down
dylan's love for you is so obvious. he's completely fallen for you and you have him wrapped around your finger even if you don't realize it
he looks at you with the softest expression on his face and love in his eyes. he admires you and everything you do
he's so proud of you and he makes sure you know it. every time you do anything he's always telling you about how well you did it or how good it looks
he's never met anyone who understands him as well as you do. you never push him too far and you're checking in on him all the time, asking him about his day and how he's doing
it might be the bare minimum to some people, but you're doing that and more. if he's feeling bad, you bring him whatever he needs. he does the exact same for you
you both have a very heathy relationship and dylan knows for a fact that he found the one person destined for him
he's your number one fan <3 he plans on bothering (loving) you for a very long time
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kittydragondraws · 8 months
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Dead End
panic attack ensues
rambles under cut
Ads... bootiful
more... waiting
ooh thing happened and it hurts
Nice... beach
aww look at those cubicle
GIRLS
TWINS????
LIVE LADIES LIVE
DINOSAUR
AAAAAAAAH
NO HER BUFFERING FRIEND
BEAUTIFUL GIRLIES
no trauma D:
WHAT THEY CAN DO THAT
FNaF?
ice stance
AWW HE'S BIG!
WHAT THE HELL THEY'RE FRIENDLY
WAMMANA HUH
DOLL JUST DIPPER
OOOUGH ATTACK
SHE FALLIN
WAIT THEY'RE AWARE OF CYN?
omg uzi's so cute
oof ominous face
teaser image :D
how did they not get hurt by the fall
UZI HAS CONTROL OF HER SOLVER FORM
aww they're bird people
N's so silly
claws...
CLONES CLONES CLONES CLONES CLONES CLONES CLONES CLONES
on the other hand male dd references :]
OH THAT'S WHY IS SAID DON'T LOOK
omg tessa's so cute
NO BABY GIRL
why didn't she fight
oh mah gosh no child
COWBOY BABY MENT SOMETHING
WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL
WHAT IS THIS THING
SPIDER BOY
oh my she's kinda coot actually
darkness woman
did that say sister?
oh my god this chick feral
haha magnet
wow she axin
sentinels...?
OH MAH GAH SHE HAS ANTLERS
SHE FRRAL
bro really said valuable
just an oven...
oh my goodness UZI
ooh the w word
NORI WHAT THE HELL
why is tessa there
aww mamby what the hell
why is he not afraid?
oh my god are we gonna get like 100 more worms
oh wow she repaired herself
this chick kinda cool
liam and his wendigos
oh good they live
is this just torture?
haha i'm scared
bot went 0.0
...and uzi?
he siad it haha
wht the hell was on that screen
wait i just realized her eyes are orange, Teacher
woah they look kinda coot
she's just enjoying this
AAAAAAAAAAGH
wait so earth is gone?
so uzi wil die, okay
oh my helling gosh nah
why is she insane
oh no uzi
cowboy baby feels remorse
flashbaning her wont work scrub
httyd moment lol
BLOOOODD
dingoHUMANNA ALLANAH FITZGERALS GO AWAY
oh no stuff is happening
no not cool girl
they're sounds are nice
wll he's gone
haha v
UUUUUHM
CYN
ABS
WHATEVER
STOP IT
UZI'S OKAY RIGHT
wakey wakey....
human blood :D
baby girl
i cannot breathe
they're gonna reactivate
why u red boy
this music kinda nice ngl
i regret every fanfic i've ever watched
bro this song slaps
it's like opera
hehe hiding
my hand is shaking lalala ha ha ha
WAIT WHAT DID HIS SCREEN SAY
DOOOOOOOLO NOOOOOO DOOOOOLLLL NOOOOOOOO DOOOOOL
meh
OH MY GOD THE HORROS
i love her accent
awwwwwww hand holding
noooooo.... YAS
these two are so dumb
guns brandished lady
OH MY GOSH TESSA
oh good god doll is okay
wow she kinda cool
GET OUTTA HERE SENTINELS THIS AIN'T YOUR PLACE
why must they sound so gosh darn cute
WHAT DOES RED MEAN IS DOLL IN CONTROL
my god the boss fight begins
FINGERS DON'T BEND LIKE THAT
these things smart
v gto the killer reflexes frfr
glasses woman :D
N NO
aww she swore
if v dies i'm so gonna cry
smart is the new cool
not the actual hell woman
NONONONONONNO
THIS GOD
I HATE THIS ABSOLUTE FUCKING SHOW
I HATE YPOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU
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astral-nautical · 5 months
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suckening liveblog bc i dont wanna spam my friends lol
spoilers ahead!!!!!!!!!!!! going to put all of episode 1 in one post :O
i didnt expect emizel to be pronounced tht way tbh!! em-ee-zel...i expected emi-zel if tht makes Any sense
oh emizel got daddy issues? sad. wait he runs a GANG?
the arts fucking insane dude im so happy they worked w so many people for this
oh hello soda :O bro has some transgender energy already like. who dresses themselves in stuff w their name on it if not someone who picked their own name?
GANG WAR,? i love emizel i dont know if this is the rightr vibe or not but hes giving me 'punk kid whose pretending to be in a gang' and i love him for it
smash bros commentary is so funny omg
oohhh vampire time soon???? fangs gonna BITE
'sometimes i just say shit and idk what it means' SAME SODA.
ohhhhh nooo this is not gooooood. oh em ur getting fucked uppp
FIRST COMBAT WOOOOO omg the music is fucing phenomenal i love u nathan hanover
oh my god this is fuckjign insane NO SODAAAAAAAAAAA
ayo ? kiss time ig. NAHHHHH BITE TIME
wat the fuuuuuuck What the fuuuuuck LMAO FUCK DOUBLE BITE??????? CHOMP CHOMP MOTHERFUCKER
FRENZY CHECK??????? oh here we go dude vampire timeee
so emizels fucked. ANYWAYS ROMANIA
bizlys character art looks like hes abt to cry lmao. sad little twink
im so fond of this guy and hehasnt even talked? hes so funny. why are you so well dressed AYO EYESHADOW?
SHILO IS SO FUNNY I LOVE HIM? oh no his accent is so cute. cute as in like a stuffed animal is cute not like attraction. im aroace
is shilo like? rapunzel? is he not allowed to leave his room ?
hes so funny im so fucking endeared omg
"WHAT DOES A VAMPIRE KNOW ABOUT FENCING?"
oh he IS rapunzel he's never met a mortal!! why is his mother never letting him out :O
oh....he wants a book on birds :,) he wants to read abt pheasants....
HE WANTS A PET PHESSANT I AM GOING TO START CRYING
shilo is a manipulative little BASTARD i love him he can do no wrong in my eyes forever and always. my wet and pathetic cat that i hold so dearly
ohh curious boy curious boy...doing this he should Not b
oh fuck shilo's mom so much i have a bad feeling abt her alreadyyyyy
my bbg...run away flee this place get OUT god i fucking hate his mother she caused him so much shame he's frenzying :((((
'both of you will take me to the darkened door, or i Will Scream." shilo you are my favourite forever and ever
ARTHUR.......OH HIS DESIGN IS COOL AS FUCK
kitty kitty cat :O give me their name rnv ITS A GIRL oh the little kityt noises im going to pass away
void...is she smarter than arthur lmao?
FUCLFUCKFUCK COWBOY VAMPIRE IM SHITTING MYSELFNSJFDJS
arthurs so cool hes like if rumi had a goth phase
fucking What is arthurs deal whts he looking for here. hello
SHILOAPPEARING IN THE AUTO SHOP IM GONNA LOSE IT. GUARD HELP THERE IS OIL ON MYHANDS Who is that.
"i believe in you. you are my special boy<3" shilo is such an asshole i adore him
emizel is here :O the trio are meeting up lets gooo
how did i COMPLETELY miss arthur can control shadows what the FUCK. what the HELL. ARMS OF THE ABYSS?
THE SHOEHSHFJAKGK
"i ask of you to calm down" "...i flick my other shoe at him."
"GREFGOR WE HAVE TO GO EVEYYONEW IS BIG AND TRYING TIO KILL EACH OTHER :(" shilo i adore you.
"uh. Pretend i am dead." (collapses)
this is beyond fucking funny. emi and arthur sorting themselves out while shilo has a panic attack and fakes being dead like a fucking possum
NAH THEY END THE EP THERE? THATS SO FUCKING FUNNY GOODBYE
in conclusion shilo is my newest bbg and my discord server profile is already fanart of him. god bless
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monkeymelly · 11 months
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Hey!💞 i know you said you’re really bad at writing😭 but i was wondering if you could do a mean!mike wheeler x f!reader i doesn’t have to be very long but could you a reader gets bullied by him she kinda likes it he notices. you can go on with the rest😅 you don't have to reply its just theres like 0 mikey writers
experiment
Hiiii ill do what i can doll love your idea
also this was rlly rushed idk wht im doingggg
Warnings:smut oral f receiving fingering lmk if theres more💞
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Mike wheeler was different from the others.
you were one of the prettiest most popular girls in the school you could pull the whole basketball team if you wanted you didnt even need to try.
Except for mike. He was the most horribly infuriating person you had ever met.he would have a mean comment mo matter what. you got a good test score? you fucked the teacher. you got a answer wrong? bimbo whore there was no winning with him occasionally he'd pull on the straps of your bra and flick it on your skin to get you attention and compliment your outfit or your stationary. weather he was degrading your intelligence or objectifying you his attention was all you needed.
Your little challenge turned into a tiny crush when allyour older friends would talk about what them and thier boyfriends would do to eachother youd think about doing them with mike his long fingers stroking your hair wrapping your neck or deep inside of you all the other boys were merely play things but in your head mike was already yours.
fortunately you were failing one of your sience classes and mike was assigned your tutor so you invited him over yours, he was surpisingly smart for being such a "badboy outcast"
The doorbell rang and you practically hopped downstairs from your room to open the door leading him into your room.
"ok what are we starting with sir" you say jokinly "sir?" looking quite shocked "you are teaching me arent you?" cocking your head to the side "oh yeah sure" he responds absentmindedly. you guys carry on studying the atmosophere becoming more jokey and comfortable over time talking about popular people in your school -mostly you gossiping about all the shitty things youe friends do to his- untill your ability to never shut the fuck up got the best of you "ya'know you could be pretty popular if u didnt hang out with those guys," which was already a bad start, "probably runs in the family getting in with the wrong crowd i mean look at nancy for examp-" from the moment you said his older sisters name hes mood changed his hand grabbed your jaw and sweezed your cheeks together "watch your fucking mouth stupid bimbo slut." his brows are furrowed and hes got that signature annoyed mike look on his face sending shockwaves directly to your puffy pussy just feeling his presence gets you riled up "yes sir sorry sir-uh-mikey" you mutter he laughs in your face "no way!" his perfect lips spreading into boyish grin "you fucking liked that!" freeing your jaw from his grip "no i didnt stupid" his hand slithers under your skirt and grabs your clothed cunt the hole gapes around his fingers as he rubs a soft sigh escaping your mouth.
He slips his hand under the elastic waist band, tracing circles on your clit. "Is this ok, princess?" he whispers. You nod quickly, letting out what you think was a whimper. He flips your skirt up, pulling your perfect panties to the side, almost hypnotized by your pretty pussy. "Fuck," he groans. "Look at you, you're soaking." His fingers sloppily slide over your slit, making you clench on nothing. "Please," you beg breathlessly. He pauses , halting his movements. "Ah ah ah, baby-" you imterupt him swiftly correcting yourself "sir, please sir touch me need it so bad" He licks a strip im between your folds "anything for my girl" swirling his tounge around your clit sucking and slurping your hand sits in his hair pulling he groans against your cunt sliping a finger your little uh uh's egging him on "please sir just one-one more,fuck its so good, one more finger daddy" he laughs deeply "we switching up our names now slut? thought you'd be looser than this since youve fucked the whole basket ball team." he adds another didget curling his fingers deep into you "nuh uh sir they lie i promise daddy your my first." he can tell shes close buy how tight shes clenching his didgits her words are coming out wrong and her legs start to shake a lil you let out a pornographic cry and mike coerces you through your orgasm sucks hes fingers when hes done making sure to get every last bit of your juices he cleans you up and you snuggle for abit untill he has to go but before he leaves he spins around says "next time im gonna make you squirt, n thats a promise."
lets just say your definitely passing biolgy.
i couldnt b bothered to correct this so srry for the spelling mistakes
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