#hum hum I'm not ok

[candy-bun-bun]

Respectfully-

Them:

#hum hum I'm not ok #hail true body au #resisting the urge to draw over this rn- #but like respectfully #nope intrusive thoughts won again

[yujeong]

(My) Top 5 VegasPete scenes

Listen. Listen. I'm surely not being original here. I'm certain this post has been made before, especially closer to the show airing, but I wasn't here then, and the spoons for such a post came right now, so I'm doing it now. Now, a warning: my choices will make you question my sanity. They will make you wonder wtf is wrong with me for *not* including specific scenes. They will make you question my VP taste in general. I know, I do too all the time, but the thing is, I have *reasons* for every single one being here and I will thoroughly explain, and if you're still baffled, I get it, I am too, but the brainrot works in mysterious ways. So, let's go (very long post incoming):

No5: The pool scene - Episode 14

LOOK, I COULDN'T NOT INCLUDE THIS SCENE OK? I'M NOT THAT STUPID (Pls don't kill me for not putting it higher, I know, it's a crime, I know-). Fun fact: I had seen a screenshot of the point in which Pete says he's hungry, before watching the VP arc, and I deadass thought it was fan subtitles, like a joke, a meme, SOMETHING other than what he ACTUALLY said. It was very funny when I found out the truth. God, this scene is heart-wrenching for all the right reasons. It had everything I could ever ask for and more I didn't even know I needed. I think my No1 reason for loving this scene so much is Pete's desperation to save Vegas and all the ways he showed it. To explain, we have: - him coming to find Vegas after resigning from the main family to be with him, - him being physically intimate for the very first time to such a degree (he fucking hugged Vegas from behind, I lost my marbles when I saw it), - him trying so fucking hard to say "I love you" without saying it, because he can't, it's not sth he can say, but holy fuck will he show in SOME way, - him saying he's Vegas' pet while dying a bit inside but it's necessary goddammit, Vegas won't get it otherwise, he won't understand that Pete *needs* him, - him killing the guy who shot Vegas without hesitation. I wholeheartedly believe he'd kill whoever that person was, even Korn himself, and I love it. ALSO, can we talk about the fact that the scene was dead silent, no music, nothing during their talk, then when hope is on the horizon a soft melody plays and then BOOM, Ink comes just as Vegas gets shot and you feel like YOU got shot along with him. I love the title of the piece, and I love how it gives me goosebumps every single time I hear it, and I love how *tragic* it is, because what we're witnessing is a tragedy, and would remain a tragedy if the hospital scene didn't exist. 10/10 writing, I can't believe this scene is real, I can't believe how lucky we are to have witnessed such a moment.

No4: Vegas hits Pete with the belt + tasers him when he escapes + finds him unconscious later - Episode 11

I am aware that I'm cheating with the last scene but I love it a little too much and it's the continuation of the previous one so I'll add it in. Ok, firstly, I had to include the scene which inspired me to write my first ever meta post in here, guys, it was essential. Furthermore, one thing you should know about me is that I love - what I like to call - "pre-VP VP", meaning VP interactions up to ep 11 (which is my favorite episode, you'll figure out why as we move through the list). It had everything; it had Pete refusing to eat, throwing his philosophy at Vegas' face, it had Vegas lashing out at Pete in a way he didn't even enjoy (he started shouting as he was hitting him to convince himself he was enjoying this but he wasn't, I'm biting my FIST here), we had Pete using the belt to escape, only for Vegas, the fucking SLUT with the loose shirt showing off his TITS, to follow him outside, we had the tasing and the catching and the soft handling of Pete's body as he fell (he totally carried him back bridal style), we had Vegas believing Pete would laugh at him for what his father did (oh Vegas you moron, he would never laugh at you, if only you saw his face when Gun slapped you), we had Vegas freaking the fuck out at a non-responsive Pete, we had it all folks. I've watched these scenes more times than I can count, they're fucking glorious. And the music too, oh God the music. You'll see me scream about the music a lot here, because it's one of the deciding factors in my preferences, so I have to mention it, just as I did for No5. Unfortunately, Shazam hasn't helped me find the first two pieces used in the scene (when Pete is hit with the belt and when he uses it to escape) but I know of the other two, which are Lost Register and Walking the Distance, which are such perfect titles for Vegas, aren't they? I don't have any intelligent things to say about these scenes, I just love them so fucking much, even though Vegas hitting Pete with the belt makes me flinch, even though Pete gets the worst treatment here (minus the ball roasting I guess), I love them so much, because it's the limit that Vegas surpasses, and the realization he did so was incredibly enjoyable to watch.

No3: Vegas tortures Pete - Episodes 10-11

Yes, I did cheat again but technically the two scenes happen back to back on the same day (it's not the same day, Vegas is wearing a different shirt, but we'll pretend it is okay?) and yes, I did put only Pete screenshots here, look at my name, what do you want from me? When I said I have a deep fascination with "pre-VP VP", this is what I mean people. These two scenes solidified my obsession with this specific dynamic of theirs. Pete was so fucking unhinged and it was the most beautiful thing I have laid my eyes upon. There are too many things to mention, I adore them so much. We have Pete not speaking a single line of dialogue during the scene in ep 10, we have ep 11 and Vegas changing his approach, touching Pete in a sexual way which unnerves Pete but he's still not lost complete control, we have Gun hitting Vegas in front of Pete, with Pete putting the pieces together, we have the fucking phone call to his grandma, which is the thing that makes Pete give up and it's wonderful, because after that we have Pete screaming - I love his screams, I've listened to them on repeat, I have issues - and trembling with pure rage as Vegas toys with him. I've watched these two scenes, both for fic purposes and for my own enjoyment, probably more than 30 times at this point and I loved every single one of them. Btw, can we pay attention to the fact that the sneaky bastards over at BOC put a slight variation of Stable Delusion during the moment in which Vegas puts his hand inside Pete's underwear? Because I noticed, and I hope you did too. A lot of VP fans said they truly noticed Pete here, which is fair tbh, even though I was a big fan of his from the start. He truly shines in these scenes and seeing this side of him is delicious every single time.

No2: Pete's breakdown - Episode 13

Fuck my whole existence, what am I supposed to even say here? How am I even supposed to touch upon this scene without losing my mind? How do I explain what this scene did to my brain when I watched it, and kept watching it, and never stopped watching it because it's so fucking important to me? Pff, whatever, let me try. I'll mostly use the music playing throughout the scene to help me describe my feelings about it. The scene basically starts with both Vegas and Pete being lost and miserable, each one for different but interlaying reasons. The music accompanying the scene is called Unspoken, because neither can really say outright what's bothering them, because they're hanging by a thread and it's so, so good. It's heavy and painful and it creates this uneasy feeling in your stomach, accompanied by the visuals. It goes on, until it stops, right as Vegas says "Isn't my fucking life like this because of them?", because of course it does, Vegas is one second away from snapping at Pete, but Pete doesn't hesitate, he says to Vegas the harsh truth: "It's your choice." And then, Vegas drops the noodles - Pete's food, Pete's nourishment - on the floor, and the music playing is called Calculating Catastrophe, which I *only just discovered* and I want to pull my hair out. The dream is gone, no more afterglow, only misery, because Vegas can't handle the truth, because Pete can't handle the lie, because it's all crushing down and Pete can do nothing about it but accept it, accept Vegas' cruelty, accept the knife in his throat. He's waiting to die, he says it, he grabs Vegas' wrist and then, only when he says he doesn't even have his humanity left, does the music resume playing, the OST called This Creed, just as Pete tells Vegas - tells us, the audience - what his "set of beliefs which guide his actions" is, and both Vegas and us watching are dumbfounded, we're as scared for what Pete might do as Vegas is, and it's so painful and so beautiful to witness. The music stops again as Vegas says "No" to Pete being just a pet, and both him and us are breathing a hesitant shy of relief, only for Pete to snap again, to scream at Vegas while showing his handcuffed wrist, to ask "what the fuck is this then?" and the music playing compliments this moment brilliantly, because it's called Absent Cognition and it's a 10/10 fit. And the most brilliant thing here is how they're BOTH HAVING A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CONVERSATION. They're talking past each other and Pete knows, he knows Vegas is stuck on his delusions because he can't do otherwise, he can't, it'll destroy him, but Pete himself also can't do this anymore, he can't stay, he has to go, "I'm sorry, Vegas, I'm sorry" (relevant post to this point specifically because I have lost my mind over it in the past). God, this scene is sosososososo good and so them, and I can't stop watching it, I can't get it out of my head. It's utterly stunning and I love it.

No1: The pill kiss/VP's talk - Episode 11

Ok. I am not normal when it comes to this scene. I have based my entire fucking personality around it since 2022. It makes me emotional every time I rewatch it, it gives me goosebumps just remembering its existence. It's because this scene is the shift in their relationship. It's them finally looking at each other in the eye and truly seeing each other. It's a promise in the shape of a pill, it's a revelation, it's rebirth. Vegas being gentle with Pete for the first time shifted something in me, as it did in Pete himself. Vegas is fighting it a bit at first; he says "Take it" to Pete harshly, demanding Pete take the pill, but when Pete rejects him, his tone gets softer. It almost sounds like begging to me and it's so powerful. Oh Bible, the delivery of some lines feel like a slap across the face, thank you. Little House on the Hill starts playing as Vegas lowers his body and puts the pill into Pete's mouth through a kiss. Even the title of the song is softer, their own little world in a little house, as they're coming closer through a promise that ended up not being kept: I can be gentle with you too. Please take the nourishment I'm giving you. And then he gets up, and sits on the floor, and the show literally gives us VP being on equal ground for the first time, truly equal: both battered and broken and looking at each other. And they talk, and Vegas starts opening up already after Pete asks him what happened, and then A Sky Sparkling starts playing as Pete talks to Vegas about his childhood, about how his father beat him up for losing, and then for winning, and I'm a sobbing mess on the floor at this point. (A Sky Sparkling = Vegas' worldview changing, gaining light, a new perspective. Fuck the titles of these songs have ruined me.) You'd think I'd have the most words about my all-time favorite VP scene, but I'm afraid that's not the case. I'm speechless. It'd given me such a visceral reaction that I simply don't know how to explain myself anymore. All I know is that I'll never get tired of watching it, of thinking about it, of analyzing it in my head. It's everything to me. I love VegasPete so much. At the end of this super long post, that's all I can say.

#this post made me want to do a Top5 Pete scenes too #VP scenes not included #(because obv the Pete moments in those VP scenes are one of the main reasons I chose the scenes I did here) #I'm a simple girl I have biases ok? #but yeah I'll think about it #as for VP #pls don't kill me I know I left out some very important scenes of them #the Hum Bar scene the garage scene the NC scene etc etc #but while they're also deeply important scenes and I love them they don't hit as hard as those I included here #hence me excluding them #but it's ok it's VP I can't not love every single moment we got of them together #it's not like they had hours of screentime lmao #*cries* #kinnporche the series #vegaspete #pete saengtham #vegas theerapanyakul

[the-algebra-thing]

little sisters band concert tomorrow and they're playing a httyd medley I've never been more excited in my goddamn fucking life

#ok not entirely true. but I'm VERY excited #she's humming along to the end credits song rn😭😭 #httyd

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Babe you are SO CORRECT about everything you’ve ever said about Hum Hallelujah. I finally listened to it and it’s been on repeat. I was so pleasantly surprised about the hallelujah melody on the bridge. I am vibing SO HARD. Thank you.

head in my hands. there's another song on that record that rather sarcastically says "this is a love song in my own way" but the thing is. Hum Hallelujah IS. it is a love song in its own way, in the band's own way, and it's so insane that it even exists, like, I know I've said this and it's probably in my FOB tag but. oh my goodness. there is so much love in the fact that that song exists and not only is in the album, but acts as such a touchstone for it (in my opinion). also it makes me want to CRY.

#I feel this need to like. handle hum hallelujah with such care when discussing it. just by nature of what it is #bc it's a breakup song with death. it's unbelievably honest and personal. it's heartbreaking but also so hopeful #but it is. most importantly. a breakup song. with Death itself. #and the first line that would later become a lyric in it that I'm aware of is from... only a few months following the best buy incident?? #and FOB has a THEME of personifying death. in like 2016ish pete would say this thing about how death loves you #and your job as a human being is to breath Death's heart #which is. what hum is about in a lot of ways. #ok sorry I'll stop now. I've made all these posts before. I can tag you in sideblog stuff skfnskgnskg #Lu rambles #asks #music #fob #<3

[whentherewerebicycles]

i swear to god i do more work in three hours in this job than i did in ten months at the other job lolllll. but i can’t even be too resentful towards old job because 1) i’m out of it and never have to think of it again YIPPEE and 2) the timing of that job (specifically my lead escalating shit to Unbearable Misery Levels) enabled me to be in exactly the right place & right time to apply for this job.

#i am all amped up #partly from knocking out a bunch of shit this morning #and partly from the lowgrade hum of pregnancy-related anxiety #ultrasound scheduled for sunday morning #which feels sooooo far away #but i guess i just have to get through three days after today #i wish interviews were this week so i could kill a bunch of time that way lol #i need to be prepared for the slow rising levels to mean bad news on the ultrasound #but i am also trying to not fret too much or read The Forums #kinda wish i had one more blood test to reassure me or help me brace myself but #trying to also resist the Hunger for Data as i know it is just an emotional desire to assert some semblance of control #over a process i ultimately cannot control in any meaningful way #anywayyyy ok #killing 20 min before my last meeting #then i'm going to drive home and try to listen to a webinar in my car #then i can be done since i started at 6:45 this morning

[hum--hallelujah]

you ever think about how the main color pallette for IOH is blue and yellow

#true blue and something golden... #and the motif becomes even more insane when you consider the colors of a fucking best buy #TRUE BLUE AND SOMETHING GOLDEN. STOP. THE IRL HUMANS DO NOT NEED TO HAVE THIS KIND OF NARRATIVE #WHY IS IT LIKE THIS IT'S MAKING ME INSANE AT WORK (again) HELP #she speaks! #fob #ioh #infinity on high #fall out boy #I'm gonna trigger tag even though I'm being intentionally very vague and careful with this line of thought bc I would just rather #be MORE careful than I need to. OK? #tw suicide #*implied #as usual when we discuss hum and adjacent topics

[a-wandering-ghoulette]

It's 1am here and I can't sleep cause tomorrow I'm finally, FINALLY, taking a flight to go back to southern France, in my hometown, to stay at a friend's, potentially find a new job then never go back ever, E V E R, to my parents' (I mean, I might go back for holidays I guess) and I'll see Ghost in 10 days oh putain de bordel de merde de bon sang de bonsoir qu'est ce qu'il se passe dans l'espace please tell me it my plans won't flop for once JUST ONCE-

#is this real life? #is this just fantasy? #seriously I'm both so excited and so anxious about it #like everything can works out pretty well and then I'll leave my best life #ooor everything can not work out at all bc life's a bitch and then... hm... well... idk. seriously. #i want to believe that i'll find a way no matter what #buuut #hum #I- #erf ok I don't trust myself to not have the worst mental breakdown I ever had if I have to go back to my parents #i know that a lot of things I can't control made that i HAD to rely on them #and I am grateful to have them in my life #but #gosh- #things are... weird af and feels so not good about them #so yeah #I wish that I'll soon never have to rely on them again #wish me luck ? #I'll need some lol #and i wish getting out there will bring back the fuego of my passion and get me back to draw #'cause I almost didn't draw in... wow 5months or smthng...???!!! #time does fly fast yet everything feels so slow wow #ok time to try to sleep krrr- #et j'ai trop hâte de pouvoir a noiveau manger des fougasses et des bonnes tartes Tropéziennes hmmmmmmm #I saw I wrote badly some weurds but eh hein euh voilà ok ?? #delete later #?

[ladyxskywalker]

I love him.

that's it.

that's the post.

#falling for b 💌 #waking up to him reminds me of pacey & joey from dawson's creek #I know I'm weird for saying this #but; you know you love someone when you just watch them sleep (not in an f ing creepy way) #when you feel alive just to be next to someone else #when he grazes your face with the rough palm of his hand; tracing the outline of your eyebrow #then the outline of your lips #when he pulls you closer & hums in the early morning hours #when you jump from a noise & he says it's ok I'm right here #this is the b who stole my heart #the loving kind gentleman who I whisper I love you in secret

[gaal-dornick]

just saw someone on letterboxd saying they couldn't relate to oj's character bc he doesn't say anything, that daniel kaluuya didn't get a good part to act on, and... i wanna fight that person on the parking lot

#tell me you didn't pay attention to the movie without telling me you didn't pay attention to the movie #wtf oj's communicating ALL THE TIME #through gestures/eye contact or avoidance/grunts/hums/whistles #ALL THE TIME #he's a super expressive character just as much as em #they just communicate differently #and daniel kaluuya killed it ok #it never comes off as someone closed up or unwilling to communicate #he's actually super open all the time #just not through words unless he has to #c'mon #personal #yeah i'm gonna watch this movie again it's rotating it's on my mind

[blennie]

voca producers love to make songs in keys pitched too high for human vocal cords but also just out of my range if i go an octave lower

#miku hitting notes in the stratosphere so i go an octave lower but then one verse later i have to switch octaves again #i'm a simple guy i'm just humming along very casual and fun #i have to get off this website ok see you all later

[todayisafridaynight]

hah nice

#snap chats #this post is late the game's finished downloading #i can't play it Again rn i gotta finish a comm but It's Here On My Computer #why do i keep torturing myself by playing this game over and over i dont know #let me be one of those incredibly niche people who play the game no one ever touches t make up for the fact no one ever touches it #y3 i'll treat you right i'll take you home i'll give you a nice bath and a good dinner and we'll watch shitty hallmark movies together #oh yeah btw who mentioned ryukyu humming on my Y3 OST Is Kinda Mid post #you're so right that song DOES fuck significantly i'm so sorry #maybe i should have a proper sit down and listen to all the tracks in y3 and come to an objective conclusion.. #like it's not that the tracks in Y3 are bad it's just that none of them stick out to me as much #there's also the music that plays when you're storming the tamashiro family building tho that song's jivey #ok bye enough i have to go finish up my comm so i can be ill over this game again for a bit

[avenger-hawk]

.

#also I discovered smth about my ex that pissed me off so much #when we got together he was weirdly vague about some girl. nothing special. I was better lol. but he was too vague #like. they had smth little little and nothing more and when I asked details he was vaguer and I felt jealous and insecure #cause she acted like intellectual and artistic and his circle or friends was like this too and I wasn't as much #and I thought my ex was such an amazing guy #but he even corrected me when I said verbs wrong lol. he judged my accent cause he was from a different city. he judged my music taste #my taste in clothes. everything. and I got pissed off bc you know me kinda #I argued back. I replied sarcastically. I judges his taste as well but it was a reaction cause I really thought he was better than me #and I felt like shit inside and I made bad decisions abt my life because of it #and after like 1 year he said he had invented everything abt this girl bc he felt threaten ed by me since I had some guys around back then #(...) #I was very insecure by then even tho I acted tough. I didn't even hum to music or sing in front of him #I wanted him to like me soo much so I even dressed in a more feminine way which ugh. not my thing #time passed and he acted detached and uninterested and I felt so sad that I became less pretty and more messed up with my head #we broke up 2 years ago so it's nothing new. he even said he felt I was disrespecting him when I took less care of myself----which actually #was when I started wearing not feminine clothes and kinda grunge style #my favourite #anyway now I'm with a girl and it's ok but I saw in a common friend's social media contacts that girl from the beginning #I opened her account and uhm. she was wearing a necklace with their initials and she was in his city #I thought maybe he hid that couple content from me since we still communicate as *friends* on social media #I didnt want to stalk and imagine things so I asked him telling him the truth #also saying I'd like to know to see if back then my instinct was right #he said they are *seeing each other in a fragmented way* this is what he said lol #but he also said I was wrong back then. they just happened to meet by accident but basically he admitted that when he said he had lied #that was a lie. they really had a little something before we got together #so I told him wow. communication and truth were never your thing uh. he said it was my fault for making scenes and the fact that he #stayed with me after those scenes back then was enough of a prood #*proof #this fucking liar made me pass like a crazy person and I was right and even now he wants to be right #it wouldn't be a big deal if that story hadn't made me crazy insecure instead

[silasbug]

#not sure about that tag but ok #this was accidental but i really like it #im really just humming #i was actually trying to figure out how to remove the clicks and breathing but with the echo it actually sounds kind of creepy and i like it #yeah i'm just gonna post whatever i make that i like there is no rhyme or reason to this blog anymore #i've been wanting to make a lil game for myself and this lil audio thing just gave me a great idea #bug.mp3

[milfspiggy]

😭😭😭 i'm crying i'm trying to hum along to my music on my break but i'm trying to do it like, super quietly (self conches,), and the combo of attempting to hum quietly (impossible??) and already just having a kind of hoarse voice in general means every time i attempt to do so, a pained hoarse whimper/whine is what comes out instead

#it sounds like. REAL bad #thankfully there aren't too many people near me in the courtyard (hence the attempts to hum in the first place) #but like god anyone who CAN hear me must think i'm like. actually crying and in pain #which like ok to be fair. i kind of am. #but that's not the point and is unrelated

[shotmrmiller]

it turned to smut in seconds, i cannot control my own hands, ok. 18+ (implication of breeding kink or something and simon's a jealous boy)

ex-husband simon who signed the divorce papers without a fight. it'd stung, you're not gonna lie, but it needed to be done and the fact that he didn't make a big fuss about it made things easier for you physically. (emotionally you were in shambles because did he not even want to try and fight for you?)

he comes over only on the weekends when he's on leave.

he's a good father to his boys. he takes them to their softball games when he can, buys them the ice cream and takes them toy shopping.

and then there's a sharp knock at your door on a wednesday afternoon.

"simon?"

he walks in like he owns the place, which technically he does- even pays the mortgage because there's no way you would be able to afford living here with your own measly income.

"what's this the boys are tellin' me 'bout a man bein' in here?" his voice is calm, steady. but you know simon better than you know yourself, and he's furious.

"i- i'm not sure-" he swipes his hand in the air and your mouth clicks shut.

"don't lie t'me, poppet, or i'll be findin' him myself an' you really don't want tha'."

what man? there hasn't been any since the divorce! you're digging through your memories, scrambling to find what the hell he's talking about when-

"oh! it's the plumber!" you take steadying breath. "i called a plumber on sunday. i needed the kitchen sink fixed."

his dark eyes are piercing, so sharp they could cut. simon's always been a walking lie detector, and it's unnerving to be on the opposite end of that analyzing stare.

he nods imperceptibly, then flicks his gaze to behind you, over your head. "show me."

you scoff indignantly. "show you what? the bloody sink?"

simon wordlessly heads to the kitchen and his knees pop as he kneels-

he's actually checking the fucking sink.

with a grunt, he leans his head into the cabinet and twist awkwardly which is no doubt causing a familiar pain to flare up in his lower back. you can't help but wince in sympathy.

lo and behold, there's a shiny, white elbow in the middle of the rest of the dirty, scratched pipe.

he hums, and rises to his feet, closing the cabinet with his leg.

simon approaches you slowly, fingertips touching the kitchen island as he rounds it. "palms flat on the counter, sweetheart."

oh. oh you know exactly what that means, and your pussy throbs almost in reflex. months without his touch and your body still responds the same.

your protest already at the tip of your tongue, almost involuntarily because principles, but he sees right through you, as he's always done.

"jus' a reward for all o' your hard work. takin' care o' the boys is a stressful job all on its own." his worn hand cups the underside of your jaw tenderly. "aren't i always good t'ya?"

your exhales are weak, just like your resolve. "okay."

simon's eyes glint with satisfaction as he lifts his hand, index pointing upwards and twirls it in a slow, deliberate motion.

your palms are flat on the counter when he curls his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and knickers, tugging them downward.

they're flat on the counter when he lowers himself to his knees and taps the inside of your foot, indicating you to widen your stance.

they're curled into fists when his breath puffs against your slick cunt and his warm tongue slides through your folds, drawing lazy circles around your bud. a tingle of arousal shoots up your spine, his mouth sparking a fire right under your navel.

they're reaching for simon, nails sinking into the delicate skin of his wrist as your back bows when you come on his tongue, vision spotted with black, blurry dots and white hot ecstasy coursing through your veins.

your hands are now crossed at the base of your spine, your cheek pressing into the cool kitchen counter as he bends you over it.

"15 minutes before the boys are home from school. tha's plenty o'time, yeah?"

a rhetorical, if you've ever heard one.

your knuckles stain white as you clench your fists at the heavy, hot weight of his manhood stretching your walls to take him in, a sweet burn that you've always loved. he's gentle but sure, bottoming out in one smooth stroke that pushes the air out of your lungs. the sibilant hiss simon lets out is never fails to elicit a whimper out of you.

"fuck," he groans. "i could stay inside this pretty pussy forever."

and the dirty talk. how much you've missed it.

"would you like tha', pet? be inside of ya til you don't know where i end and you begin?"

a garbled mhm slips past your lips. your head already empty at just the sensation of being so unbearably full that it feels like you're tearing at the seams.

"another time, then, since the kids'll be home soon."

he begins to move, shallow but firm thrusts that drag his cock along your nerves deliciously- a sure fire way of getting you to climax around him in minutes.

your walls begin to squeeze down as the knot in your stomach tightens, and he lets go of your wrists, looping an arm around your waist and straightens you- his broad chest to your much smaller back.

his clever fingers wind downwards, and rub precise, little circles on your slippery clit, and it's all too much, you're hurtling toward the precipice at neck break speed- "god, simon, please-"

his pace never falters, not his hips nor his fingers as your moans begin to rise in pitch. "i'll get ya there, love."

he does, he gets you to your highest peak- blindingly intense- one that chokes the very breath out of you and slackens your knees. "i've got ya."

there's no strength left in you to brace for the spine-jarring thrusts he gives after, the only thing keeping you from sprawling forward is the arm that's looped around you as he pulls you to him.

"on anything?" he rumbles.

your ears ring at that because he can't possibly- your head shakes unbidden.

"good."

the last four thrusts are heavy, backed by his weight, and he smothers a loud groan into the junction of your shoulder as he finishes inside of you- thick, viscous cum filling you until it begins to drip and fall to the floor with an audible plop.

he presses tender little kisses to your sweaty shoulder and nips the side of your neck. "just in time."

the clock on the stove says 5 minutes before the bus gets there.

he helps you redress, chuckling under his breath when you won't look him in the eye. "i'll get the kids, go get cleaned up."

the knot in your chest loosens when you hear the boys' laughter at seeing their father on the driveway. it loosens when simon picks both of them up, one in each arm, and glances up at you as you look down at them from the window.

heat licks up your cheeks when he gives you a smarmy little grin.

idiot.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x f reader #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost riley x reader #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley smut #cod smut #cod mwii #simon riley #ghost smut

[nanamiscocksleeve]

Just had a really depressing idea and now I'm about to make everybody's problem.

Picture masturbating for the first time after Nanami's death. It's been a few months and though you're grieving him you're still a young woman with needs.

So you sigh, thinking you're in an ok headspace, it's just masturbating after, it's not like you're with another man. You pull out the trusted little vibrator, throw on some lube, and get to work.

It's going great, pleasure humming into your little bud and folds, but then unbidden, you feel fingers, thick, calloused fingers on your clit and the sound of a Kento's hot breath murmuring in your ears.

"You're so pretty my love, using your toy, but how about I take over from here?"

Your eyes fly open, all pleasantness gone, feeling like you had been hit in the stomach. You try to keep up the pleasant buzz but it's gone, overwhelming sadness filling your body, hot tears leaking out of your eyes as you curl into a ball and sob.

Remembering the warmth of his body and the way his touch made you come alive, his lips on yours, the snug feeling of his cock inside you as you made love.

It was more than the sex, it was the raw emotion behind it, that deep satisfaction that can only come from being with someone you loved deeply.

It was gone. He was gone, buried in the cold earth and you were here, a live woman in the flesh, unable to do anything without him.

All your joy, your pleasures, were gone.

Any semblance of being a normal person ever again died with him, and right now, you wished you were gone too.

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