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chrxllv · 1 year

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hii!! this is my first post ever.. wow what am i supposed to write?

i’ll leave you a little *not so little* sneak peek of my ex!suguru geto x reader fanfic

full version (18+) is uppp on my ao3 account: chrxllv_ii

part 2 has been posted here too so you can check it out:

name: baby, i’m yours || ex!suguru x reader

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It’s been a few weeks since you and Suguru officially ended it. And you did an admirable job at avoiding him.

On the halls, you’d just pass him fast enough to not let him speak a word to you. And during class you kept yourself busy by talking to Shoko. Or occasionally with Satoru.

You liked to see Geto squint his eyes and glare at the both of you while you smiled at his best friend. Served him right.

And while you made your way towards the Jujutsu High’s library, you sure didn’t expect this day to be the one on which you talked to him again.

It was pretty late at night, your favorite time to get your stuff done. The library was almost always empty.

You were really behind on the thesis you had to wrote. The professor gave you three weeks to finish the assignment and now the deadline was in two days.

It wouldn’t have been that difficult if you had any idea about the topic you had to write on. But you didn’t and so you had to do all the research you were supposed to get done with in the first week.

Usually Suguru helped you with that.

You didn’t need that asshole to help you with anything anymore. You were sure you’d manage on your own. The night was long after all.

The library was empty just as you expected it to be. “Good” you thought and sat your papers down on one of the tables, heading to pick up the books you needed.

You heard the floor creaking behind you and the door opening. So there was someone else behind on their work. Well it didn’t matter much as long as they kept quiet.

Turning on your heels, you wished your eyes were deceiving you. Suguru was sitting on your chair, one corner of his mouth raised in a mocking smile. And he was staring at you.

Taking one deep breath you made your way towards the table, clutching those books as if your whole life depended on it.

“That was my seat, Geto” you huffed and stared right back at him in his stupidly pretty eyes.

“My apologies, I had no idea” he raised his hands in defense and moved… on the chair right next to yours.

“The library is empty, you know? Could’ve picked any table in here and you wouldn’t have risked stealing someone’s place”

“Oh but I really like this one” Suguru said and reached for the book he placed on the table. Your table.

Well you couldn’t move or leave now. What if he got the wrong impression? His presence did not affect you one bit.

If he wanted to be annoying you’ll be the bigger person and ignore him. So you sat down and opened the first book you picked earlier.

But Suguru wasn’t there to study and it was painfully obvious. At first he shifted his chair closer to yours. Ignore him.

After that he looked carefully at the books you picked and smirked. The idiot realised you had trouble with the subject he used to help you with. But to his credit, he kept his mouth shut.

Finally he returned to his book but it didn’t take long for him to try and get your attention again. Suguru placed his hand on your knee and that earned him a cold look from you.

“Geto” you warned and thought about moving your leg away from his touch.

“Sorry” he said but didn’t raise his eyes from his book. “Out of habit, I guess” he murmured but he didn’t move his hand.

Ignore him. He’s obviously trying to annoy you but you wouldn’t dare give him the satisfaction.

To be fair, Geto thought he’d get more words out of you by touching you. Yes, you two were broken up but didn’t you want him too? At least a kiss? Maybe more?

He started moving his hand up your thigh. Slowly. Going back and forth. His eyes were on the book but all his attention was fixed on the feeling of your skin under his touch and your stupid short skirt.

What are you thinking? Move away from him!

But you didn’t. This traitorous body of yours melted in his touch.

“That’s one hell of an interesting first page, huh?” Suguru’s voice broke the silence. “You’ve been staring at it for.. what? ten minutes now?”

Oh, he was insufferable. You closed the book and looked at him for the second time during this disaster of a night.

“It’s quite hard to concentrate when someone’s stalking your every move. What are you doing here anywa-“

But you went silent as he wasn’t listening to your words. He was just staring at your lips.

“Geto? What are you doing?”

“Let me kiss you, princess” he breathed and your eyes widened. “Please” And you nodded.

It was impossible to refuse his plea, it had to be. In the dim light of the library Suguru looked even more beautiful than he usually did and when he looked at you.. It made you feel like you were the only girl in the world. The only one he wanted.

That was Suguru’s effect on you. That’s why you avoided him so much. Your relationship had been far from perfect, that’s why it also ended but he always knew what to say to get to you. That’s why it took you so much to end it.

But you couldn’t think straight with Suguru’s hand on the back of your neck, holding you close as his mouth was over yours.

There was nothing delicate about that kiss. It was rough and desperate, his teeth tugging at your bottom lip. Small noises escaped your throat as he didn’t give you time to breath and you knew that turned him on.

“Fuck” he smiled against your lips. “You taste even sweeter than before”

He stopped kissing you and moved on to your jawline, to that small spot right under your ear. He knew you loved it when he kissed you there.

And you did. The moment his lips touched you again, your hands slipped unconsciously around his neck. You needed to hold onto him.

The small sound of your chair scraping against the tiled floor as you moved closer to him brought you back for a second.

This wasn’t right, you were broken up. You were done with him, you ended it. And you two were getting at it in a fucking library.

“Geto, stop it” it took everything in you to try and push him away but that seemed impossible. His arms were closed so tightly around you.

“But you’re so pretty” he murmured and tugged with his teeth at your skin. “It’s your fault really”

“We can’t” you told him and he looked up to you. Did he look… sad? Disappointed? Not the point. “I mean, what are we doing? We’re in a library, Geto, for fuck’s sake”

He watched you for a few more seconds before opening his mouth again.

"Satoru's gone for the night" he told you and applied a wet kiss to your shoulder. "Come on, princess, indulge me"

One hand was still caressing your thigh as the other cupped your cheek. He looked at you like that again, his face mere inches away from yours and you hated how annoyingly pretty he was.

You could see it in his eyes how much he wanted you to say yes. How much he wanted to kiss you again. How much he wanted to do many, many unspeakable things to you right there and then.

"Fuck you, Geto Suguru" you said and grabbed his wrist, pulling him after you as you made your way towards his room.

You’ll have time to regret this decision later. Now you couldn’t stand him staring at you like that any longer.

He grinned like an idiot the whole way across the hall. He always got what he wanted after all.

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the rest is on ao3 if you’d like to give it a try! comments and likes are very much appreciated<3

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daylight-poetry · 5 months

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Please, Hate Me Now

I am no longer the doormat

You left covered in mud

From your last visit

Six Years Ago

I am no longer the person

Who trailed you

As if you were the last light on earth

I am no longer someone

Who seeks validation

From someone who only had hate in their heart

I am no longer who I was

And I think that would surprise you

That I had the strength to change

I am now a trail blazer

Even if just for myself

I am now willing to scream

Into the void

If it suits me just so

I am capable of being proud

Of each and everything do

Things I would never do

When I was with you

I think you would hate me now

Please, hate me now

--------Daylight Poetry-----------

#poems and poetry #poetry #poetic #original poem #poem #poems on tumblr #free verse #poems and quotes #healing journey #growth #ex best friend #ex relationship #personal growth #the void

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connieaaa · 10 months

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thebekashow · 3 days

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Oh, that's.. my ex, trying to emotionally manipulate me through email..

#the fricking email really hit like a ton of bricks lol #thebekashow #email #ex problems #ex relationship

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ive-tumbled-down-a-rabbit-hole · 8 months

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Look at my lips and listen closely

Master list

Ok, I've listened to a lot of Dead Pony recently and ended up mis-hearing a line or two in bullet farm which sent off a cascade of tangential thoughts (which is pretty standard really) and voila this is the nonsense that was created. Well sort of, characters then decided to evolve and take over as well in ways I wasn't expecting so it's more of a 'voilà' and 'oh, I was not expecting to write that' and 'ok, that's a new direction to the original loose plan… concept'

Ta for reading 😘

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Bruce stared at the trio across the ballroom. They were positioned in such a way he couldn't see their lips. Their conversation was hidden causing him to feel a rising panic as the sound slowly faded while his heart beat sped up. He tried to figure out why they were here. Why now?

Bruce's heart felt like it would burst out his chest if it wasn't for all his years training. It wouldn't surprise him if he received a call from Clark in a moment or two to check to see how he was doing with how loud it felt to him. The years of training seemed to vanish and he felt like he was a newly christened twenty year old vigilante finding his feet in the world, learning how to mask and misdirect.

Taking an actual drink from his glass for once, Bruce took a second to compose himself. The slightly aromatic taste danced on his tongue, grounding him back to the present. To look at him, he'd still look like Brucie, playboy turned father, but from the curious glances his children sent him, he knew that he wasn't hiding his concern particularly well.

Across the room it appeared like his past was finally catching up with him in the most unexpected ways. He really had not foreseen that these three people would ever meet. There were links of course. The potential that they could meet, he just had never considered that they would.

They all lived at some point in the same country, and the blondes ran in potentially similar social circles but their lifestyles and personalities were so different it was hard to see them meeting… and connecting. Particularly… no… he wouldn't… would he?

Frowning Bruce mused about Ra's and how he liked playing mind games and well, after so many years of not seeing any of them, it wasn't a hard stretch of the imagination that this was the lastest mind game the megalomaniac near immortal would play. Pulling his Brucie facade close, Bruce greeted Dick who appeared at his side and leant into his arm while Jason joined them. The younger man's arms folded and wearing a frown that mirrored Bruce's own internal one.

"So, B, what's got you upset."

Laughing jovially causing his sons to wince at the fakeness, Bruce wrapped an arm around his boys and guided them somewhere slightly more secluded.

"Oh nothing Dickie. Are you and Jaylad ok? Your siblings?"

Picking up Bruce's unsaid meaning, Jason quickly sent a text to the others to meet them as Dick scanned the crowds. A surge of protective pride flooded Bruce at his boy's growth, they'd come a long way from the boys he adopted all those years ago.

By the more quiet balcony the rest of the Wayne's and adjacents congregated waiting for Bruce to spill the deets. They'd all clocked the trio that seemed to be the source of Bruce's unusual anxiety and waited in semi baited breath.

"Spill old man. What's the deal?"

"Gnnn"

"So eloquent B. Spit it out."

"I slept with that trio."

"Shocker! Who haven't you dated or slept with? Diana and Clark aren't the first you've had a ménage à trois with, big deal. What's the issue?"

"Not together. One's a model, another an heiress and the other I met training at the LoA."

"Gross Bossman. T.M.I!"

"So we have a Ra's situation?"

"What would grandfather want to do with a model and heiress?"

"I don'ge'it. Ken's an assassin? No offence Blondie."

"Full offence Jay! Why can't blonds be assassins?"

"Nothing against blond's, just, him?! I stuck out when I was there, him! He'd be a walking target. He looks as threatening as a wet kitten."

"Not all that trained with grandfather were brutes Todd. It could be part of his style to disarm his prey, mother's preference was harmless seduction anyway."

"Talia… harmless… *cackles* you're joking right?!"

Bruce pinched his nose as his children bickered around him trying to draw the attention back to himself.

"*Cough* HE isn't the assassin *cough* He is… was the model. She, Marinette, the dark haired one. She was who I met when," Bruce paused as a group of socialite's walked past. "I met her when I was travelling. I was with Adrien shortly after when I got back. I knew Chloe from childhood."

"You mean Tinkerbell is the one we're concerned about?!" Jason raised his eyebrows in surprise then started to reassess the trio.

"It's what Ra's is up to that concerns me. Why she… they would target Adrien and or Chloe?"

"You're about to find out B."

Acknowledging Tim's input, Bruce watched as Chloe had split off from the others, her gold dress sparkling under the chandelier's, her icy ruling aura making guests part like the sea much like she did in childhood. Marinette continued to talk to the group they were with as Adrien started weaving his way through the crowds. Slipping on his Brucie persona yet again, Bruce grabbed two drinks from a passing waiter as he grinned (honestly not even having to fake his fondness) as Adrien sauntered towards him.

The moment Adrien got close enough to the Wayne's, in full Brucie style, Bruce dragged Adrien into a warm, fully embracing, hug as he scouted out the ballroom. His woody cologne filled Bruce's nose as he breathed the man's scent in. He would be ready to protect his ex paramour from an attack.

"Adi baby!! Long time no see sweetheart. How are you, gorgeous? What brings you to this spectacular event… have you tried the wine? Isn't it devine."

Leaning away to greet Bruce with a customary la bise, Adrien returned to melt into Bruce's arms. Succumbing to the legacy of spending so much time touch starved in childhood. Bruce carefully manoeuvred him so he could hold him close while passing him the glass of sparkling wine.

"Brucie! It's good to see you too, mon amour. Meow are you? I'm purrr-fect at the moment. I've taken over the family business. I came here with my chief designer and COO. Mari and Chlo, have you met Marinette or Chloe actually? Hang on, I'll get them over here to meet you, where is she? Anyway they say I need to network more."

Adrien scanned the crowd looking for the blood-red dressed assassin and golden heiress he had come with before turning secretly to Bruce and his family.

"Which I sup-pawse they're correct." Adrien brings his hand up in a staged overly loud whisper, "don't tell them I said that though!"

His captivating emerald eyes sparkle into Bruce's steely blue ones in amusement. Looping his arm through Bruce's Adrien leans against the giant man like a feline seeking warmth, to Bruce's children's amusement.

"I finally escaped modelling. Father took ill, much like maman and Natalie did, it was a slight cat-asrophe with lots of drama. But I'm in charge. Business is far more fun than posing, you know, the proper cats pawjamas. I guess you do given…"

Adrien waved his arm about before smiling up at Bruce in a fond manner, his lips catching the light as a clear gloss coated them along with embroidered playful cats decorating his suit, diverting Bruce's attention momentarily. Bruce had forgotten how affectionate and almost cat-like he was with his tactility. The firm muscles hidden under his fitted figurative cat suit tantalised Bruce with memories of late night rendezvous. It was what had drawn him originally to Selina, the familiarity and reminder to the man beside him.

"Ooo, let's grab Mari and Chlo a glass of this devine purr-seco as you say. They'll be done talking business by now, I hope. I'm sure they'll join us in a meow-ment. The papers say you're a family man now mon amour. By the looks of it, it's true? Finally dark and mysterious men adopt litters of children in Gotham?"

Bruce winced internally, this wasn't going to be easy as Adrien seemed to be fond of the potential threat. That also being said Bruce felt the need to find Chloe too. Despite the chemistry that still simmered between him and Adrien, she was still at risk. The woman he shared his first kiss with. The snarky woman he'd watch with Ollie verbally decimate Lex 'just for funsies'. He glanced around the party goers again while appearing to look at his throng of children that surrounded him.

"Ah, yes, I can't comment on bat but mine fill the house with noise and chaos and my life with colour. I'm so proud of them even though they are the cause of me going grey."

"Not pawsible! You hardly have a wrinkle chéri, are you sure you are not modelling and not doing it for moi?! Or well my company?"

Bruce let out a loud laugh before placing a kiss on Adrien's forehead as he watched Marinette weave closer towards the pair and his children slowly close ranks protectively. He bit back the smile as he watched her slightly stumble but gracefully rescue it to look purposeful. Bruce focused on the problem at hand and to suppressed and parked how he felt for her while at Nanda Parbat.

"Bruce darling. What a surprise to see you, I didn't know you knew Adrien as well."

"Mari, you know Bruce too?"

Marinette slipped gracefully between the Wayne's and came up close to Adrien who slipped out of Bruce's hold to hug her. The quick kiss of her cherry red lips on Adrien cheek which he happily returned sent an unexpected jealousy through Bruce. He wasn't sure if it was because Adrien had left his space, because he was close to Marinette or that they shared a bond that Bruce no longer did.

"Of course Kitty, I met him while I was soul searching, tying up loose ends and looking for inspiration from around the globe. We trained together for a while."

"Ah, that point in time. It's a shame I couldn't come along. You know I'd have come with you, Purr-incess."

"Silly Kitty, you were exactly where you were needed. Been fed pastries and smothered in parental love along with Queenie."

Confused, Bruce could feel his Brucie mask slipping as he watched the pair banter and talk within jokes, pet names and understanding. It was like watching his children interact, like how they all interacted with their respective teams. Adrien knew of her time away, they both knew Chloe, did they know what she did while travelling… what it meant?

"Err…hn?"

Adrien laughed with his sunny smile as Marinette smirked and took a small sip from the glass Adrien had passed her. A ladybug themed ring glittered in the light daintily on her hand.

"Brucie, don't look confused. I've known Mari since we were tweens. We've been fur-ends… best fur-ends since my first day of collége. I've known Chlo even longer. She was my first fur-end. We all went to school together. Lived through Hawkmoth together. Were friends like you are with Ollie and that reporter from Metropolis and the curator at the Louve."

"Oh."

Blinking trying to process it all. Maybe there isn't a huge underhanded threat from Ra's. Bruce found himself getting more and more confused as his initial hypothesis has started to unravel but unwilling to let it go completely. Out of the corner of his eye he can see Cass, Steph and Tim whispering as Jason hovers while broodingnin a way that he'll deny. Dick charming and distracting other guests with Duke. All on hand if required but close enough to eavesdrop as well.

"And back to what you were saying. I'm not sure about the modelling Kitty though. He's missing the je ne sais quoi. The build… shoulders too…" Marinette's hand flipped at the broadness and just Bruce himself, "his looks too much like dracula. Our next look needs to be spectacular and Brucie… he has had too many injuries and spent recovering inside avoiding the sun. Hmm, not enough Côte d'Azur trips."

Marinette leant in close, her calloused hand skimming his cheek startling Bruce by her suddenly closeness and stealing his breath away and he peered into her bluebell eyes. Her lips tantalisingly close, sparks of something skittered around them despite the heat that Adrien was burning him with. Her hand slowly slipped down to brush imaginary lint off his velvet tux jacket and turned to Bruce with knowing eyes.

"Skiing accident in the Alps was the last injury Oui? Cannes, Nice or Toulon are good places to visit too, not quite as dangerous but still enough to do for thrill seekers."

Bruce gulped.

He'd forgotten their games of words. Of hidden meaning and close to the truth while saying everything and nothing. In a way, it's what drew him to Talia, the deadliness in a lithe form. What separated them was that Talia used her body like Selina to get to him. Adrien on the other hand used his playfulness and some to coyness where Marinette used her softness to hide the steel and sharpness of her mind.

The feeling of being the prey and not the predator in control grew as the French duo danced about him with more history than he expected. Their playful flirting and silent conversations left him feeling trapped and surprisingly flustered.

"Oh hush Buginette. Stop teasing Brucie. He's litter-ally a walking sex god and you know it. Your designs would need to be tailored oui, but imagine his body selling your outfits, his face selling the perfumes."

Staring at him like he was a slab of meat, Marinette's critical eye gazed over him. Finally Bruce felt he could breathe even with their sole attention on him. He felt safe knowing that it was clinical rather than heated.

"Potentially. I'll let you tell Jules then."

Adrien paled and shook his head.

"Nope. No thank you. I'd rather live, she has claws."

"*cough* hngh, do you still visit Nanda Parbat?"

Bruce stared at the duo trying carefully to unravel the situation without unsettling the careful balance that was required to keep the conversation from going south. The navigation of it all felt like he was lost at sea, and he didn't like it.

"Only visited there once. When I met you to be precise. The city had something that didn't belong to there and I was seeking it out to return to its original owners."

Cupping Bruce's face and pulling all his attention back to the blonde with emerald eyes. "Brucie, mon chéri, look at my lips and listen closely, Buginette is my chief designer at Agreste. We only travel to these events and fashion weeks. She isn't what you are thinking. No nefarious ties to green goop and wrinkly prunes. Definitely aligned to bats, cats, ladybugs and bees. Especially the birds and the bees."

Bruce let out a sigh, some of the tension he had held seeped out and he fell into a more natural Brucie stance and grin, kissing Adrien on the cheek and laughing as a blush flushed the Parisians cheeks as Marinette's familiar giggle surrounded them.

A fleeting look at his children, Bruce spotted them also relaxing their stants and slowly starting to drift off. Cass's thumbs up and smile said everything. She didn't perceive the pair as a threat, Marinette as a threat specifically and that there were no lies to worry about. Damian's disgusted face at having to witness the flirting was normal but he made no move to reach for his hidden weapons and was willing to be led away by Dick. Tim seemed to be long gone talking to investors and Jason seemed to be with Duke making a break for it no doubt.

"Umm, Bugaboo, I can see your wife approaching and she looks mad! I'm gonna go make out *cough* I mean catch up with Brucie. Play his dark knight and saviour. Cool. Love mee-yow. I'll let you deal with her umm sting!"

Looking up from the man who suddenly curled into him, Bruce's eyes widened in surprise as Chloe in a swarm of gold stormed towards them, her pink lipstick sneering at anyone getting in her way. The recognisable fire burned in her eyes like a vengeful queen only softening as she spotted Marinette whose red lips twisted into a dangerous smile.

"Ridiculous, utterly utterly ridiculous. Minette! You would not…. hmmmmmf!"

Stopping Chloe from approaching the flirty men, Marinette captured Chloe into her arms and distracted her with a searing kiss.

"Quick! Come mon chéri, Mari est saving us!"

Bemused, and thoroughly out of his depth at the power play and relationships of the Parisians, Bruce let Adrien drag him towards the balcony. The searing look in those emerald eyes said everything. The peach lips alluring and pouting at Bruce, as tempting as they were years ago. Bruce shrugged and decided for now he'll go along with it.

Given the hints they had littered, the conversation with Bruce suspected that they knew who they really were, but returned the favour with tips on who they may have been in a past life. They wore their masks in plain sight but hidden from the world unless you knew. Unless the world remembered the past.

Was it a worry? Yes. Would he investigate further? Definitely. But for now he would relax and catch up with Adrien.

#maribat #maribat au #ml x dc #dc x ml #ex relationship #flirting #marinette and adrien #Marinette and bruce #adrien x bruce #adrien and chloe #bruce and chloe #Marinette x chloe #mlb x dc #dc x mlb

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tjeep01-blog · 1 year

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#white girl ass #bootie peach #bigbutnatural #cutie w a bootie #bubblebutlover #ex gfs #ex relationship

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callumexists · 5 months

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hey Mally,

you might wanna check out @/thefakersys 's blog darling <3

How's stellar, still pretending he's not straight?

I love y'all girlies xx

-ykw

Hey April,

Long time no see, didn't miss ya xx

We stopped going by the nickname Mally whilst we still interacted with you so i have no idea why you'd call us that? I thought you hated that nickname of ours? :p

I wish i could see their blog and they could see mine (/sarc) but unfortunately for them and you I have them blocked :3

Also unfortunately for you the only person/people who can call us darling (on tumblr) are @decaying-hounds-sys <3

Stellar's perfectly fine, thanks for asking!! Better without you :D

Since you and Stellar parted ways we've also finally come out as collectively trans masc as you probably can tell from our blog. So i'm guess you're not refering to us all when you say "I love y'all girlies xx".

Wishing y'all the best away from us,

Merlin

#tw #passive aggressive #anon hate #ask reply #ex relationship #april anon

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jojo-the-bird · 2 months

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I realize now looking back that I never stopped loving you. How could I when you left one day without saying goodbye?

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sl8tersstuff · 4 months

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There’s nothing sadder than walking away hoping they’d chase after you.

But no matter how slow you walk, they’ll never follow.

#deep thoughts #quotes #life quote #poem #poetry #quote #quoteoftheday #literacy #words #writing #relationship #friendship #ex relationship #life #walking away #unrequired love #love #relatable

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kaidunoodles · 5 months

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Im done contorting my body to fill and fit the mold of what you want me to be. Ive never been good enough. Ive been to out spoken, too skinny, too thick, too sad. The constant bending and forming myself into ungodly proportions. Trying to measure myself to make sure the pieces all fit perfectly snug. Im done . Take me for the whole complete puzzle that i am. Be the person who wants to add to that puzzle and extend it. Not pick away at its pieces leaving them weathered and cracked.

L.L

#spilled journal #spilled thoughts #my poem #poems on tumblr #original poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #relationships #ex relationship #breakup #jouranling #love quotes #quoteoftheday #quotes #hard to love #long reads

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ellieissooverit · 2 months

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A Dog Again

I have been treated like a dog.

Maybe it’s because I love like one.

Stay by your side, obey every command, not speak until spoken too.

Beg for boiled water on the stove

Anything, for anything.

I love like a dog.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been treated like one.

Scolded, left in the cold, hit on the nose.

It is all I am ever used to.

It is all I will ever be.

I am like a dog.

Loyal, Social, Playful, Loving.

But all you see me as is a bad dog.

Aggressive, Fearful, Loud.

It is all I am ever used to.

It is all I will ever be.

#ex relationship #spilled poetry #poems and poetry #artists on tumblr

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chrxllv · 1 year

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part 2 of baby, i’m yours || ex!suguru x reader

part 1:

warning: this is 18+ so if that’s not your cup of tea don’t interact

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Once you two reached the room, he violently pushed the door aside and closed it again by shoving his foot against it.

"Impacient now, are we?" you inquired, turning to face him.

Before he could reply, you slipped your fingers under the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head.

Suguru threw it on the floor as he guided you towards his bed. Somewhere on the way you lost your shirt too. And your skirt followed quickly.

Everything was hazy. One moment you were standing and the next he was hovering on top of you on the bed, one leg propped between your thighs.

You realised he discarded his pants too at some point and he was now hungrily staring at your lips.

"Finally, you’re under me again” Suguru breathed as he closed the small distance between you two by pressing his lips against yours once more.

He could never get tired of the taste of your cherry lips and how soft they felt against his. How many sleepless nights did he spend thinking about them?

His hot breath tickled your skin and you felt shivers just like the ones you got when you two kissed for the first time. Everything was so intense.

You were quite surprised to see how responsive you still were to the feeling of his mouth on yours. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating, your head was dizzy and you could only focus on the taste on his tongue.

The kiss was frantic, both your lips and teeth clashed together in a hopeless attempt to make up for the days you were separated.

His hands wandered carelessly on your body, trying to feel as much as possible. One of them was tangled in your hair while the other stopped on your bra and made quick work of it, removing it with sheer desperation.

Suguru broke the kiss just to stare at you. Stare at your flushed face and enjoy your naked body once again.

During these damned days in which you were broken up he kept thinking about you. You couldn't leave his mind.

It didn't matter where he was or what he was doing, the image of your naked body rose up in his mind over and over again. And almost every fucking time he got painfully hard.

And it drove him insane.

He muttered "beautiful" under his breath as he cupped one of your breasts with his hand. He had to touch you, feel you, kiss every inch of your body.

But the night was long and he decided not to rush. Or at least try to. He lowered himself once again and this time he pressed his lips on your neck.

Leaving hickeys on your soft skin has always been his favourite part. Let the others know how well he takes care of you.

“Suguru” a soft moan escaped your lips as he kept dragging his tongue over the tender spot on your neck.

Your hands were around him and your fingers felt the shift of his back muscles. He tensed as he heard his name spill out of your lovely mouth.

“Calling me by my name again? To what do I owe this pleasure?”

But he didn’t give you any time to reply as he moved on to your breasts. His mouth closed on top of your nipple while the other was pinched between two of his fingers.

You let out a small squeal when his teeth scraped that sensitive spot of yours. In response, he kissed it and moved on to the other one.

The touch of his lips on your painfully hardened nipple made you tangle your hands in his dark hair, slightly tugging at it as he continued to do his work.

Oh he was taking his sweet time with you. Geto was replaying in his mind every moment of the past few weeks in which he wished he’d have you close again.

He remembered how he touched you in his dreams and now that you were sprawled under him he seized the opportunity to make it real.

After admiring the marks he left on both of your breasts Suguru shifted his attention lower, eyes focused on your now dripping wet panties.

You trembled as his fingers moved the piece of clothing aside, lightly touching your core.

“You’re so wet for me, darling” he said as he moved himself again so his head would peak from between your legs.

Fuck he looked so ravishing in between your thighs.

He placed a quick peck on your inner thigh so dangerously close to that place you wanted to feel him the most.

You couldn’t help but whimper under his touch. Your heart was beating so hard, the anticipation of his touch against your wetness was maddening.

Suguru enjoyed seeing you lose control like that all because of him. It was as if he was getting high on your moans and whimpers. And you knew how much he liked you to express your pleasure.

“Not being able to touch you all these weeks has been incredibly frustrating, princess. Especially because you always looked so nice” he told you as he slid one finger inside you.

Your hand gripped the sheets under you. Suguru pressed a kiss on your clit continuing to increase the pace with which he was going. Your face felt so hot you had to take a sharp breath.

“Tell me how I make you feel” he demanded quietly and you obeyed.

“Good. So fucking good, Suguru”

He was content with your reply and added one more finger. Keeping his pace steady, he used his other hand to stimulate your sensitive spot.

You bit down hard on your lower lip and arched your back against his touches. His thumb circling your clit made your whole body jerk and your fingers started to hurt from gripping the mattress so hard.

You were getting close to release, you couldn’t resist him no matter how hard you tried. His fingers curling inside you made any pretense of a composure vanish. You were just a whining mess at his disposal.

“I’m close” you breathed and he stopped moving. You groaned in frustration, glaring at him while trying to steady your breathing. “What the fuck, Suguru?”

“Calm down, allow me to do this right” he explained himself, face so close to your clit that the feeling of his breath sent a tremor up your spine. “I want to taste you”

And with that his fingers were replaced by his mouth. The first touch of his tongue inside you felt like electricity buzzing through your entire body.

Once again his attention was focused on the overly sensitive bundle of nerves.

You could cry because of how good it felt. You pushed your legs further apart, allowing him to grip your thighs and steady himself. He kept sucking your clit as you begged him not to stop.

“My, my you only care about your pleasure. Guess I spoiled you too much, huh?” he detached his mouth from your cunt to look up to you.

A smug expressions appeared on his face as he saw how flushed you were.

“I need you, Suguru” you cried.

“Hm? What did you say princess?”

“‘need you now”

“Louder”

“Please”

“I can’t hear you, use your words love”

"Oh for fuck's sake, just fuck me already Suguru"

He didn't think he could get any harder but your words changed his mind. He felt his cock pulsating and aching to feel you around him. Fuck, he needed you just as bad.

"Good girl" he whispered against your ear as he aligned himself at your entrance.

The sound of his words sent a sweet shiver down your spine causing you to slightly arch your back. Damn him for exploiting your praise kink.

If there was one thing Suguru was good at, it had to be pleasuring you. He knew what you liked, he knew how to get those reactions out of you that he enjoyed to see and you felt embarrassed to remember in the morning.

Gods, how lewd you sounded whenever you were with him.

"Since the night we ended it.. I dreamed about touching you again" Suguru breathed as he eased himself into you.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't think about the same thing.

You relaxed at the familiar feeling of his cock filling you and pushed your legs further apart to give him more space.

His thrusts were rhythmical in the beginning but he lost control soon enough. You could feel how bad he missed you these days judging by his moves.

His mouth was slightly agape as he kept pushing himself inside you. Desperately. Like he would fall apart if he stopped.

"I don't know how long I'm going to last" he smiled as the words rolled off his tongue. "Your pretty pussy feels so fucking good around my cock, princess"

Princess. That stupid nickname he gave you in the third week after meeting you. Geto thought it suited you because you were too elegant and rather dippy for a sorcerer. You only liked to be fashionable.

But there was nothing elegant about this moment. Your two bodies almost merging with one another, sweat glistening on your skin as Suguru kept his pace steadier than before.

You could feel your orgasm approaching rapidly and you sank your nails into Suguru's back. At that he grunted and smirked lightly.

"How I missed seeing those scratch marks in the morning"

If you weren't so close to your climax you would've rewarded his remark with a suggestive eye roll. You knew better than listening to his sweet nothings once again. But now...

"Fuck, Suguru, I'm coming" you heard your own strained voice warn him.

"Let's come together then" he sighed almost relieved that he didn't have to keep pretending he could last any longer. "Come with me, darling"

And with those words your whole body shook with the intensity of the orgasm. No one made you cum like him before. Your head shot back against the pillow as you tried to catch your breath again.

He groaned as he pulled out, finishing off on your lower abdomen. You reached for his glistening tip and stroked him once, moving your thumb along his head just to hear Suguru gasp lightly for air.

Maybe you were a bit rougher than intended.

"That's sensitive" he whispered through his teeth as he pushed back. "And you know that"

"You deserved it" you grinned back at him, pushing yourself up on your elbows on the mattress.

"Princess, do I have to remind you that you were the one to break it off?"

"Because you were a dick" you clarified and raised your eyebrow.

"Right" he huffed and shook his head. "Allow me to get you clean now, baby"

Suguru picked you up in his arms and you chuckled like a silly school girl as he swirled you around before getting into the bathroom.

***

He couldn't keep his hands off of you in the shower, insisting on letting him massage the soap into your skin and occasionally kissing your neck from behind.

Once you were both cleaned up, he gave you one of his shirts he knew you liked to use as pajama's. You threw yourself onto his bed and wiggled under the blanket. You had always been under the impression that his mattress was simply better.

He laid down next to you, putting his arm around you. And you knew that was his way of telling you to come closer. So you did.

As you laid your head against his chest, you felt his lips touch the crown of your head.

"I can't even remember why we broke up, princess" he mumbled against your hair.

"Oh, please, shut up for once" you smiled and closed your eyes.

"Since you're asking so nicely"

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