#rocco (♡)

[fazbear-poker-pizza-galore]

time to rock n roll 🤘🎸✨⚡️

[image id: a drawing of Rockstar Bonnie (named Rochester), Rockstar Chica (named Robyn), Rockstar Freddy (named Rousseau and uses she/her pronouns in this drawing), and Rockstar Foxy (named Rocco) from Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria Simulator all together in what appears to be the title menu from said game. /end id]

DONT STEAL!!

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf au #rockstar bonnie #rochester (♤) #rockstar chica #robyn (◇) #rockstar freddy #rousseau (♧) #rockstar foxy #rocco (♡) #ffps #freddy fazbear’s pizzeria simulator #fppg au #sheep goat draws stuff #artists on tumblr

[rinhaler]

You Deserve Roses and You Know This

✧˖*°࿐ : 18+ only, no minors.    ✧. ┊ ex!Toji Fushiguro x f!reader

Genre: Smut & Angst Notes: reposting from my old account! Warnings: 18+, dubcon, vaginal sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), nipple play, dacryphilia, pregnancy, abortion ideation, miscarriage, depression, adultery, breeding, creampie ♡, smoking mention. Words: 4.1k

“Is it true? Did talking to Megumi make you cry today?” Toji asks you, peeling down your bra strap before sensually decorating your exposed shoulder in delicate kisses.

He didn’t notice, but as soon as the question left his tongue you had instinctively become dead behind the eyes. It was true. You’re an adult, and yet you were brought to tears by his seven-year-old son. It wasn’t that he said anything callous, quite the opposite, really. Earlier that day, Megumi had been sitting playing in your front room. You were babysitting, as you often did, while Toji and his wife were working. Your eyes hold shut as you remember his wife; his beautiful and kind wife while he continues littering your skin in adoration. You shouldn’t be doing this, but you can’t stop now.

Green sparkling eyes looked up from innocent children’s toys to pose you a question – “Why do you hate me?” he asked, genuinely. It was like a knife through your chest. You didn’t hate him. You could never hate him, Toji being partly responsible for his existence is enough reason to adore him with everything you have.

You just wish he was yours.

Toji is patient when he gets his time with you. It’s rare, after all, and he wants to make the most of it. Two large palms settle on your breasts, the straps are down but your bra is still firmly in place. He massages your flesh over the material, lips traversing the expanse of your body until he reaches your pulse point. He licks, slowly, hot eager breath contrasting your own temperature and making you shudder. This, he notices, pulling your back even closer into his chest. His left hand slowly yet forcefully moves up and down your adjacent arm, desperate to dispel the goosebumps that have formed on your skin. He suckles and licks on your ear lobe before nibbling it softly between his teeth. His breathing changes, his mouth level with your ear, he’s going to speak.

“Baby… what were you talking about?” he sighs, an even more chill inducing breath warms the shell of your ear. He pecks against it, the sound of tactile lips puckering slithers directly through your ear canal. You moan, unintentionally, and back further into your temporary lover. He holds your breasts once more; stabilising you, if only a little, as you begin to grind your core against his crotch.

“I- I can’t, Toji—”

Your attention is fixated on him as his hand encases half of your face and turns you to face him. But you both find yourselves closing your eyes as he places a kiss against your lips. It’s slow, yet heated, and you feel him smile into you when he hears you moan into his mouth pathetically. You’re well and truly at his mercy, though you aren’t embarrassed. How else should one act and behave around the love of their life?

“You can and you will,” he explains, biting your lip as he parts from the kiss. A singular string of saliva keeps you connected for a second before snapping. “you can’t have secrets with my son darlin’, you just can’t. So tell me, what were you talkin’ to him about?”

You gulp, nerves overcoming you like never before. Your eyes flutter shut yet again as he diverts his attention from your eyes to your body. The skin behind your ear is the next subject of his eroticism. And yet, he has the gall to chastise you for enjoying it. With one more repetition of tell me you realise you can’t stall anymore. Out of options. And you can’t lie.

“R-Rocco, ah—!”

“How does Megumi know about Rocco?”

“I- I told… him…”

He hikes your leg up so that you’re sitting on his lap like a little girl. The kissing has stopped and the touches have halted. Toji isn’t patient except with you. He’s never looked as furious as he does now, with you. Brows scrunched and the glimmer in his eye you love so much has ceased to exist. His scar looks as raw as it did the day he got it. A non-existent armour made you believe he wouldn’t mind you talking to his son about such a sensitive subject matter, but apparently it is not to be discussed under any terms.

“Don’t you ever talk to my son about Rocco again. D’ya hear me? Never.” he forbids, his eyes seem to soften ever so slightly when he spots that you can’t prevent the way your lip begins to wobble. “If you really wanna talk about Rocco, talk to me. Yeah? No one else, just me.”

“Y-You don’t let me—” you start, your thought isn’t completed. Thoughts are rattled from your mind as he begins manoeuvring you so that your back is flat against the mattress, jade green eyes boring into your very soul as he hovers above you. His arms dip behind your back, finally unhooking your bra and baring your chest to him.

Beautiful, he thinks.

“I’m letting you now.” he explains, his head resting on your chest, looking up with intent behind his salacious stare. He latches onto one of your protruding nipples, taking it between his cracked lips. He sucks and pecks, and it’s almost lazy, but you know it’s with purpose. It’s driving you wild, you can’t help but wriggle helplessly beneath him, desperate to gain some relief on your eager heat.

He pins one of your legs down, stopping you from continuing your movements. It’s torture, you think, he’s expecting you to broach such a heavy subject matter while you’re so desperate for his touch.

“C’mon sweetheart… talk about Rocco,” he commands. You can’t. Tears stream down your face as you do your best to experience Toji whilst thinking back to the past. Your mind spins and you feel as if you can’t breathe. He releases your nipple with an accentuated pop as he smirks up at you. “I remember how scared you were to tell me… when you realised—”

“Fuck, Toji.” you croon, a mischievous finger slithered down your abdomen down the length of your clothed slit. Feather light touches against your clit and your entrance forced your hips to buck upwards carelessly. He snickered, repeating the action again and again. “I- I remember.” you stutter.

You’d only been dating for thirteen weeks. He was yours before his wife entered the fray, before you had to battle for his time and attention. Nerves got the better of you, the thought of admitting to yourself what you already knew made you nauseous beyond any description.

Your period was late.

It was something you didn’t want to acknowledge, let alone inform Toji of. It had been so little time since you began dating. You thought he’d leave you, run away and never look back. So, there was only one thing for it. An abortion. You couldn’t keep the baby if you wanted to keep him. It was your only option. You were stressed, manic, exhausted. But at least you’d have Toji – that was all you cared about.

“You were so scared to tell me, weren’t ya?” he asks, hooking a finger beneath your panties before settling it in your inner thigh crease. He plunges a finger inside of you, chuckling when more obscenities fly from your mouth as your head falls backwards into the plush pillows. One of your hand grips the sheets below, whilst your other almost tears his hair from the roots. So little attention, and yet such a big reaction from you. “Thought so little of me, baby, ‘m sorry.” he finishes, adding a second finger to your scorching heat. It's almost as if the air in your lungs has frozen, weighing you down. It’s preventing you from speaking. From breathing. Even thinking.

It was confirmed when you finally took the plunge and decided to do a pregnancy test. Big, black, bold text told you the answer and where your future was heading. Motherhood, for certain. But you knew you had to take care of it before Toji became suspicious. It was something you didn’t even want him to know you were going through. Everything with him was perfect, it wasn’t something you wanted to ruin over something you believed could be easily taken care of.

So… why were you crying every day?

That’s what he asked you. You hadn’t been yourself, and that is what gave you away. Jokes he told that you found funny didn’t seem so funny anymore. The way he traced his fingers up and down your arms made you defensive, and paranoid. You didn’t want him to touch you in case he somehow sensed it in his fingertips. If he felt you he might just know that you’re carrying his child and he’ll skip out on you.

It all came to a head one day after you finished throwing up. You couldn’t keep your cries silent. Your body was betraying you, you felt hurt in ways you never had before and it was becoming impossible to keep it all to yourself. You didn’t dare tell a soul for fear of Toji finding out through the grapevine. But enough was enough, he thought.

“You need to tell me what’s going on with you.” he told you, but you shook your head.

“I can’t Toji, please. Trust me, I can’t.” you explained, “It’s fine… I will ruin everything if I tell you so… so I’m… I’m taking care of it—”

“Cut that shit out right now. This has been going on a fuckin’ while and I can’t stand to see you like this,” he responded, moving his head as you moved yours. You were trying to avoid his piercing glare, but he wouldn’t let you. He couldn’t. He’d never of forgiven himself if you carried on like that, unable to share your woes, and did something you might regret. “Trust me, I’m beggin’ you to trust me, baby.”

He forced you to sit down, and face him. He wiped away your tears with his thumbs and kept all of his attention focused on you as he watched you calm yourself down. Tear filled breaths that clogged your lungs fizzled into shaky exhales the longer you held eye contact with Toji. He wasn’t going anywhere, for now. If you explain you can tell him your plans. Maybe he’d support you if he knew you planned on freeing you both of the burden of parenthood, you hoped.

“I… I’m, uh—”

“Yeah? C’mon sweetheart, doin’ so good f’me just use your words.” he spoke, doing his best to tempt the truth out of you. With one final swallow of terror and closing your eyes for a moment to think, you finally found the courage to confess.

“I’m pregnant,” you blurted out quickly. “but it’s okay I’m gonna get rid of it. Okay?” you fumbled out words quicker than you could think. You just wanted him to know that there was no way you’d be keeping the baby. He was what you needed, not a kid. “Please, I promise I’m going to get rid of it, this is why I didn’t want to tell you. D-Don’t leave me, p-please. You are more important to me than a baby, I just want you. I—”

Your rambling was stifled as Toji pressed a finger to your lips. He kissed you on your forehead, a warm smile filled his features. Instantly, you were relived. It meant that your idea of an abortion was enough to convince him to stand by you. There was no reason to worry yourself sick like that, he was going to support you through it all.

“You don’t have to get rid of our baby,” he smiled.

“W-What?”

“In fact, I don’t want you to do that at all.” he warmly spoke, pulling your body into his and forcing his head between the valley of your breasts. It wasn’t sexual, it was just a comfort to him to hear your heartbeat. “Maybe… we could start our own little family, huh?”

Tears roll down your eyes as you reminisce on it all whilst Toji adds his flat tongue to the equation of his fingers in your cunt. It’s all so romantic and wonderful and intense. You don’t think you’ve ever been happier than you were in that moment. The moment you knew he really would stand by you through anything at all. And despite your assumption, he was excited to become a father. He was excited to have a baby with you.

“I love you, Toji.” you speak, softly, unsure if it was even loud enough for him to hear. Oh, but he did. He doesn’t want to stop lapping at your swollen clit, knowing it’s exactly where you need the most attention right now. But a particularly harsh suckle and pop of the bead is a silent acknowledgement, he promises he heard you. “Gonna… gonna cum. T-Toji—”

“No no, baby, not yet,” he instructs. He removes his fingers from your hole, delicately rubbing them over your sensitive bundle of nerves instead. It’s slow and tormenting, but he doesn’t want you to cum like this. “I was so happy when we found out we were havin’ a little boy, y’know? So damn happy princess.”

You remember it well. Your emotions were running high and you had the ability to blame your hormones when you discovered the gender of your unborn child. But you couldn’t quite believe it when you looked over to see Toji’s eyes, eyes that are normally so strict and stern, glossy with tears on his lash line. He couldn’t help it, he claimed.

“Look what we made.” he pointed, the scan revealing perfectly what a handsome little boy you’d made together.

And later that day, he took you shopping. Money was no object. That is what you both decided. Neither of you could believe how much stuff you ended up buying. Paints for the nursery. A crib. Other necessary pieces of furniture. Toys. Clothes. Everything you thought you needed, you bought. You were both first time parents and completely clueless. So, if a shop assistant recommended it, you bought it.

You spent so much time together painting the walls of your baby’s new room. Toji was very irritable when you kept asking what to do and how to help. The paint wasn't going on as nicely as he hoped and his temper flared, it was extremely evident in his face. What do you do when you see an angry bear? Poke it with a stick. Or in this case, flick paint from the end of your brush at him. When he noticed what you had done and he turned to face you, you swear you could read murder on his mind. But when you began to laugh, he couldn’t help the laugh that snuck out of him.

There was more paint on the two of you than on the walls by the end of it.

“That was the day we decided to call him Rocco…” Toji mused.

He began to kiss up towards your naval and back to your neck. Your fingers laced through his hair as you begged for him to deliver the same salvation he was offering your body to your lips as well. He complied, slow patience had dwindled as your tongues found each other. It was wet, heated, sloppy. You felt yourself drooling out of the corners of your mouth, Toji Fushiguro is just so intoxicating. A drug you can’t quit though you know you should.

He’s all you have.

He doesn’t break the kiss from you, though his hand eventually meets his heavy, wanting cock. He guides it to your desperate entrance, lining it up perfectly before slotting himself inside. His hips roll, bullying his cock into you inch by agonising inch until your lip begins to quiver. He hushes you, though.

You both know you want it.

“I’m s-so – fuck – I’m so sorry, baby. I am so—”

“P-Please, pleaaaase stop.” you beg. He doesn’t. You are the one who wanted to talk about it. So desperate to talk about it that you went to a seven-year-old boy to discuss it. His son. “N-No more, I can’t—”

“It was the worst day of my life, too, I promise you that darlin’.” he mumbles in your ear. The thrum of his words rushes straight to your cunt, and you clench so hard around his cock you think he might have to stay there forever.

You don’t think you’ve ever been as embarrassed as you were when you came home from the hospital. Your pristine white maxi dress, stained in bright red blood by your crotch. The atmosphere in your house was foul. Two solemn adults who had lost everything in a few menial hours. Hollowness filled you, not a single emotion ran through you until you heard Toji a few rooms away. You sat on the sofa, turned on the TV and pretended it wasn’t happening. But you could hear Toji loud and clear.

He was in the nursery.

That was the first and only time you’ve ever heard him cry. A loud thud vibrated through you and you knew he had collapsed to the ground. Melancholy overtook him as his new reality was setting in. Your little boy was no more. No fault of your own, apparently, everyone made sure to repeat that enough times for it to really take root in the depths of your brain.

It didn’t help at all.

You couldn’t bring yourself to check on Toji. That would mean going into Rocco’s room and facing the truth yourself. So, you waited. You waited hours for him to finally come out. He came to see you, resting on the balls of his feet in front of the sofa where you sat. Fresh tears replaced old ones as he noticed the drying blood on your dress.

“H-How about a bath, huh?” he suggested.

You don’t remember saying yes, or nodding. But somehow, you found yourself naked and submerged in a bubble bath. It was like you had left your own body as he did his best to clean you. You could hear him sniffling. He was desperate to talk about it with you, all he wanted was for you to help each other cope. But you couldn’t. So, he did his best to lock it away too.

It was as if you had returned to yourself when Toji took a break from washing your hair to wipe more tears from his eyes. A soft mumbling of ‘Oh, Godddddd…’ trailed from his lips as he tried to pull himself together. And finally, your lip began to jut out helplessly. Your eyes scrunched, and the tears began to flow. You were staring at your bloody dress, and listening to him try and hold it together. It was all equating to too much.

It was real, now.

“Our… baby—” you cut yourself off with a wail, Toji pulled you into his hold and sobbed into your sodden locks.

He hissed with each thrust inside of your gummy walls. A perfect home for him in the form of your bodies fitting together like perfect puzzle pieces. He doesn’t feel like this with his wife, only you. He couldn’t stay away, he’d never be able to do that.

He loves you.

He loves you.

Fuck, he loves you.

“’m not good enough… I’ve never been—”

“Stop it, baby. You are enough, I promise.” he tells you through gritted teeth. It’s getting harder and harder to have a normal conversation while he is fucking you so intimately. Every ounce of his love poured into every devastating thrust.

He loves you.

“Wasn’t good enough for you, or our- our baby.”

“Stop it darlin’. Please stop. I- I need—”

“I can’t live like this-!” you cry out. His hand covers your mouth entirely as his mind tries to process what he needs to say to you. Christ. What does he need to say to you? Everything and nothing all at once. He thinks he should start with I love you. But is he prepared to open that can of worms?

“I need… you. I’m gonna leave her, yeah? My wife. Let’s… try again. Me and you, hah? I won’t pull out this time, let me… let me—”

“Tojiiiii—”

“You’re good enough, baby, more than good enough. I’ll cum inside and we can try again. I need to, I need to.”

Your tears stream endlessly but silently. Is this really what you want? Do you want him to break up his family to satiate your unfulfilled desires? It doesn’t matter. You find yourself nodding anyway. Perhaps it will dull the ache inside of you. It could be the plaster to cover to puncture wound in your aching heart; it’s been bleeding since that day.

Toes begin to curl as he continuously batters the spongy centre that spells your eventual undoing with his fat cock head. He isn’t doing much better. Nobody and nothing will compare to the rush and the high he feels as when your precious cunt swallows him again and again.

“Gonna- cum, with me. Please, baby. Cum with me now.” Toji pants.

Your lips are on his again, both of you focusing on your impending climaxes. The way you break away to moan momentarily before smothering each other in kisses yet again is such a lewd, romantic, high that you can’t get enough of. He pounds you perfectly and it’s an arrangement neither of you have been able to let go of after all of these years.

“Oh God, I’m cumming- cumming baby…” he alerts you. You’re practically choking on your own orgasm as it swims through you. Nails dig into his back as you try and hold onto the feeling for as long as you can. He fills you with his warmth, heaving like a desperate animal while he breeds you to the brim.

What have you done?

Time wasn’t a healer for either of you. The days got harder and harder and you couldn’t even stomach looking at him. Each time you looked at him, you saw what could have been. What should have been. The father of your son. The man who was going to teach him everything he knew and help your little boy cause all kinds of mischief for you.

The man you thought could keep you both safe.

That’s how he found himself married to a woman he would never love as much as he loved you. There was a drift, it was aggressive and painful, yet necessary. But you found yourself brought back together a few years after Megumi was born. You were practically an aunt to his son. A second mother, even. A sordid little secret.

You don’t hate Megumi, you just wish he was yours.

The pair of you got changed after he had his post fuck cigarette, knowing you couldn’t risk dallying for fear of being caught. You didn’t doubt for a minute that if you called him in a few weeks and told him you were carrying his child, he’d kidnap Megumi and run away with you to start your new family life together. And you would love that, you’d love him. You’d love it all.

But, it isn’t right. Is it?

He grabs his car keys, readying himself to drive you home to be alone with your dark thoughts. Before you step outside, though, something plagues your mind. A question that you simply must know the answer to. He looks scared, honestly. The way you’re facing him and eyeing him up as the same words twist and circle through your mind. A heavy hand rests on your waist, the other on your cheek. He’s scared, it’s obvious, but he’s still encouraging you to talk.

“Do you ever think about Rocco?” you ask him, genuinely curious. Toji has never felt the need to bring him up, this is the first you’ve discussed him in years. It kills you to think that Toji has managed to shut out thoughts of his unborn son while you are plagued with them each and every waking moment of your pointless life.

And there it is. That warm, kind smile, that is the Toji you know and love.

“All of the time.”

Four simple words have you breaking down like you did that day in the bathtub. Your head is pulled into his chest as he holds you close and tightly, allowing you to bawl every emotion onto him. You can’t control yourself and you don’t want to stop. It’s fine, he thinks. It’s clear that you need it. At least you know something today that you didn’t know yesterday. One piece of information that might take some of the burden off your own shoulders.

At least you know you aren’t alone.

© 2021 fuwushiguro | © 2023 rinhaler

this is a repost from my old account

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[bgomtori]

☆ spin you round - c.yj

synopsis -> where yeonjun brings his beloved partner out at midnight to hang out

-> inspired by spin you round by rocco !! listen here

-> yeonjun x reader

-> established relationship,, non-idol au! theyre high schoolers ><

warnings! fluff. full on fluff,, sneaking out,, maybe some kissing,, do let me know if i missed out anything!!

note! i love rocco so much 😢😢 he's def one of my fav artists, also first written oneshot!! i hope you enjoy it ♡♡

you were awoken by the sound of something clanging on your bedroom window. you rubbed your eyes groggily, groaning as you switched on your phone to check the timing. your eyes scanned the notifications that were blowing up your phone, the bright blue light luminated onto your face.

jun ^^ : come down?

hello?? i know you're reading this.

wake up, i wanna see you :( sent 1:54am

you sighed, walking towards your bedroom window to see yeonjun waving at you with the biggest smile on his face.

"why are you here?" you whispered shouted, still slightly annoyed that your perfect sleep was being distrupted, but your pretty boy was the one who woke you up, so you didn't really mind.

"come down please?" yeonjun whispered shouted back, signalling to you that he has somewhere to take you. rolling your eyes, you shut your windows, immediately picking out the most comfortable outfit you could find, which was literally a hoodie that is probably yeonjun's and some comfortable pyjama shorts. you quietly walked down the creeky stairs of your house, praying that it wouldn't make a sound to wake your parents up. you quickly made your way out of the front door and towards where yeonjun was situated at.

"hey." you waved at him, yeonjun greeted you back, his stupid grin not leaving his pretty face. he held onto your hand, bringing you into the direction he was planninh to take you. you were stunned at first by the sudden quick movement, but slowly adjusted to his pace.

"why are you moving so fast." you questioned, your legs about to give out, it was literally 2 in the morning. yeonjun chuckled at your question before answering,

"the faster we go there, the longer we can be with each other." your face grew warmer as you heard those sweet words come out of his mouth, he's going to be the death of you.

"we're here." yeonjun smiled at you, moving aside so that he wouldn't block your view. the night sky was luminated by the bright moon that shone brightly above you two, multiple shimmering stars dancing along the nightsky, you couldn't help but smile brightly at the boy infront of you, who was watching you as you admired the view, his grip on your hand tightened as he brought you to sit on a bench, nearby a river, where you could see the moon's brightness reflecting onto the rhythmic motions of the water.

your eyes brightened at the sight, you have always loved admiring the nightsky, learning about different stars and facts about space.

"you know it's kinda crazy that these stars are actually from the past, like if you think about it, it takes a bunch of lightyears for the light of these stars to reach us.." you rambled on, not expecting any response from yeonjun. he smiled as you continued talking about different space facts, he could listen to your soothing voice all day, it calmed him down most, if not all the time. as long as he's always with you, his negative thoughts will disappear and be replaced by thoughts of you. yeonjun scootched closer to you, shoulder to shoulder, knees touching, you could smell the faint cologne he sprayed on his windbreaker. you turned your head towards him, staring at his handsome features that were accencuated by the moonlit sky, a faint glow shining on his perfect face.

"pretty boy.." you mumbled out loud on accident, yeonjun's eyes widened, his face turning into a light hue of red, his heart beating faster than usual. you slapped your hand against your mouth as you realised what you just said, you didn't think before speaking again. you quickly apologised to yeonjun, darting your eyes away from his strong gaze. yeonjun let out a hearty chuckle, he found you adorable. he intertwined his hands with yours, reassuring you that he didn't mind being called that.

"my pretty girl, wanna dance with me?" yeonjun asked, your mouth slightly ajar, no way he just asked you that, your heart started doing somersaults.

"i can't dance well.." you warned yeonjun, watching him as he picked a slow song for you two to dance to.

"just follow my lead." yeonjun smirked, pulling you up with him. you let out a quiet shriek as you bumped into yeonjun's chest, you were unsure, and stiff, you looked into yeonjun's eyes for reassurance. yeonjun rubbed your waist comfortingly, making you loosen up a little. as the music started playing, yeonjun did the first move, you were slightly confused on what to do but you quickly learned, carefully moving your feet, yeonjun smiled at your attempt. the song soon came to an end, yeonjun spun you around, and pulled you closer to him. your hands were placed on his hands for stability, you could feel his heart racing.

"you're heart's racing." you teased, yeonjun smirked at your playfulness, his arms snaking around your waist, leaning towards you, your noses touching each other.

"you make me act like this y/n." yeonjun smiled smugly, you felt the back of your neck grow warm as he closed the gap between your lips. you felt your arms subconsciously wrap around yeonjun's neck, wanting him closer to you than he already was. you could feel him smile against your lips as he felt your hands rubbing on his nape, he knew you enjoyed it a lot. soon you two pulled away, breathing heavily for more oxygen, yeonjun smiled at you, his eyes not leaving yours.

"i love you so much." yeonjun confessed, as if it was the first time he confessed to you.

"mmh, i love you too." you replied, feeling giddy in the head. suddenly, you phone vibrated, the screen turning on, you looked at the notification to see that it's your mum who texted you. you looked at yeonjun in panic as he returned the same look, you stared at the notification, then the time, not realising that it's almost 3am already. you internally screamed, grabbing everything on the bench before pulling yeonjun with you to run back to your home. you reached your front door, praying that you wouldn't get killed, you turned to yeonjun, giving him a peck on his lips before bidding goodbye. yeonjun waved apologetically as you entered your home, you were definitely screwed big time as you saw the living room's tv screen on.

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[atlasnessie]

ATLAS ‘n OSAMU !! — selfship

sad ‘n depressed lovers, reading books after a rough day, experimenting and trying new things, at home movie dates, both listeners and yappers, each others biggest fan, jazz bar dates early sleeper lover + night owl bf, bad cook bf + decent cook lover

PLAYLIST♡amore mio aiutami, piero piccioni || right side of my neck, faye webster || souvenir d’ltalie, leilo luttazzai || in the morning, rocco || 5am empanadas with you, bubble tea and cigarettes

#atlas writes ! #atlas ‘n osamu ! #talking with atlas !

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i wanna know everything about you ★

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎★ and I wanna tell you everything about me

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

" but when your lips press on mine

theres not much that'll change my mind

its you that im looking for all my life

under the sheets well intertwine

ill say it once oh ill say it twice

i love you, my baby blue "

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

#<3 #zerobaseone #haobin #moodboard #lyrics #zerobaseone moodboard #zhang hao #sung hanbin #Spotify #divider by v6que

[ssanguineallegory]

(RAVEN AMPORA and ROCCO LALONDE sibling moodboard for @puccalamb)

(♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡)

#mod sova 💗 #requests 💕 #moodboard 🖼️ #homestuck #homestuck oc #raven ampora #rocco lalonde #puccalamb

[sweetlips-joaquin]

𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ♡ ♡ ♡

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: joaquin javier de la cruz jimenez 𝐀𝐊𝐀: jo, jojo, sweetlips, tony vega jr ( porn name ) 𝐀𝐆𝐄: twenty-five 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 & 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: cis-male - he/him 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: homosexual 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: student, porn star, gogo boy, future detective

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑. dark brown curls 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒. soulful brown eyes 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 5'11 𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃. muscular 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒. none 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒. tramp stamp, neck, pelvic tattoo 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. tongue, both nipples, belly and guiche piercing 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌. rafael silva

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. lawful / good? 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒. charming, caring, attentive, understanding, & open minded. 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒. self destructive, manipulative, & judgmental 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒. baking, cooking, dancing, long walks, movie night in, board game nights.

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃

𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋. smiling even through the pain, rather make others around him happy and keep his own happiness at bay. suffers through depression when alone, scared of being alone - always craving someone around so he won't be in his own head as much. his head is a dark place - but there is always a smile on his face no matter what might be happening. always in fear that people might not like him or find him annoying. 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋. a plus 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀𝐒. none at the moment. 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. needs reading glasses. 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃. right hand. 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆 𝐔𝐒𝐄. cocaine, weed. 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋 𝐔𝐒𝐄. socially- but has been having a habit that he's starting to drink alone to calm his mind. 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐓. loves to eat just about everything, makes sure to keep portions small, unless it's sweets.

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄. tba 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. javier jimenez ( father ) - shhhh ( mother ) 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. shhhh 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒. rocco, little bully breed. 𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. currently working on his master in criminal justice 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒. can type 500 words a minute, amazing as baking, being on time for everything.

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘

TBA

#mysteryintro

[diorkittys]

————————! paul dano !—————————

—[ key : 🏹 - smut | 🫧 - angst ]

・・━━♡︎ ♡︎━━・・

- > dwayne hoover [ little miss sunshine ] !1!1

lovey dovey [ hcs ] !

all shy and flustered [ hcs ] !

- > edward nashton [ batman ] !1!1

streamer ! 🏹

the infamous riddler ! 🏹

anxious [ hcs ] !

- > brian [ fast food nation ] !1!1

midnight take out !

you’re so clingy [ hcs ] !

- > alex jones [ prisoners ] !1!1

i love u /p [ hcs ] !

- > calvin weir-fields [ ruby sparks ] !1!1

his little doll [ hcs ] ! 🏹

yours, yours, only yours ! 🏹

- > rocco [ explicit ills ] !1!1

one more ! 🏹

[1-800-alexis]

My morning ✿

Good morning! Today I woke up quite late, at around 9:40am, it took a while for me to get out of bed since I was too comfy!~

Look at how pretty the sky is!

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Today I ate breakfast, I had fruit loaf and some chocolate cereal! I struggle to eat breakfast most mornings, often times finding it too overwhelming; I'm proud of myself for trying today!

My noddy plate and my bluey bowl are my favourite to eat from!

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Like every day, I checked up on my Nintendog, his name is Rocco! I have 2 nintendogs+cats games and 3 regular nintendogs games!

Rocco is a brown great dane!

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Today was a very uneventful morning, but I'm proud of myself for atleast getting out of bed! Please remember to eat, drink and take your meds if you've read this far ♡

#sfw caregiver #agere blog #agere caregiver #little space #boy regressor #boy regression #boyre #age regressor #sfw agere #age regression

[brilapse]

Hello! Thought I’d make a quick pinned post where I’d introduce myself and do a little bit of an about me, also do a “currently” list that I’ll update frequently and also where you can find links to certain types of posts and my other blogs.

A bit about me ♡

You may call me Bri!

27 years old [she/her]

Bisexual

INTP

Neurodivergent (Officially diagnosed Autistic)

Interests include: History & Art History— specifically, Classical Antiquity (Favs are Rome & Celtic), The Renaissance, Medieval Age, Early Modern Period (Favs are Baroque & Rocco). Astronomy — specifically Astrophysics, Cosmology, Planetology and Astrobiology. Philosophy — specifically Existentialism & Nihilism. Reading — specifically historical fiction and non fiction, science fiction, fantasy, dark romance and science non fiction. Anything to do with Science Fiction/Fantasy— books, movies, shows, video games. Favourites include: Star Trek 💕, Mass Effect, The Witcher, Skyrim, Dragon Age, Barbarella, Battlefield Galatica, Game of Thrones, etc. Music — love lots of genres but the main would be: art pop, folk and indie, different types of metal, rock and punk, alternative, electronic and classical.

Favourite Song(s) of all time: Jesus Christ - Brand New, Fake Plastic Trees - Radiohead, Coil - Opeth, White Blank Page - Mumford and Sons, The Melancholy Spirit - Agalloch, Sunspots - Nine Inch Nails, Soul Meets Body - Deathcab for Cutie, Murder Your Memory - Title Fight, Every Other Freckle - Alt- J, Little Bit - Lykke Li, DARE - Gorrillaz, Oblivion & Kill V. Maim (hell, the WHOLE art angels album) - Grimes, Sleeping Sickness - City and Colour.

Favourite Art Works of all time: The Birth of Venus - Botticelli & Adolphe Bouguereau’s Version. Primavera, Portrait of a Young Woman- Botticelli. Evening Mood, Dawn and Psyche et L’amour- Bouguereau. Judith Beheading Holofernes - Caravaggio. Accolade, Godspeed and Farewell - Edmund Blair Leighton. The Siren, Miranda The Tempest, The Lady of Shalott, Echo and Narcissus, Hylas and the Nymphs - John William Waterhouse. (Will still be adding to this list- have a few more to add later.

Links:

My Personal Posts & Photos ♡ My Spicy 🌶️ Side Blog ♡ My Personal/ Writing Side Blog ♡ PayPal ♡ Amazon Wishlist

[mastermicd]

@eydetik​​​ ♡’d for a starter (still accepting) !

“i brought pizza.” rocco called through the door of emily’s apartment. granted, he’d usually try and whip up something in his own kitchen, but coming off of a difficult shift had left him feeling lazy and opting for a delivery. “but you have to actually let me in.” he added, leaning slightly against the door frame. "you can take as long as you want, i’m not going anywhere.”

#𝐢𝐢. 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. ——— rocco sullivan. #𝐯. 𝐞𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐤. ——— emily rhodes. #eydetik

[seraphicists]

♡ @pctrchvr​​​   /   starter      ,     𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑦  𝑧𝘩𝑜𝑢  𝑎𝑛𝑑  𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑐𝑜  𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑟  .

𝒔𝒉𝒆  𝒉𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒔  𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆  𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆  ,  𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  onto  the  table  between  them  with  a  frustrated  look  on  her  features  .      ❛  i  can’t  get  it  to  work  again  .  that  last  guy  really  knocked  it  sideways  .  ❜     she  pulled  her  feet  up  onto  the  chair  and  rested  her  head  on  her  knees  ,  looking  over  at  rocco  and  whatever  he  was  currently  working  on  .  he’d  been  quiet  today  ,  not  in  the  usual  sense  .  typically  they  found  themselves  in  a  comfortable  silence  with  each  other  ,  just  existing  in  the  same  space  doing  their  own  thing  ,  but  something  seemed  off  .  when  you  were  as   quiet  as  lany  ,  you  tended  to  notice  these  things  .

❛  what  are  you  working  on  ?  ❜

#tags tba. #𝟶𝟶𝟶. featuring. rocco lunar. #me: jaz how many threads are u gonna have with rocco #me: yes

[castawaycherry]

shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals <3

( ps.– MUCHOS BESOS A MI QUERIDÍSIMA SOF HEMPE ♡♡♡ )

Daydreaming- Radiohead

Juegos de Seducción- Soda Stereo

This World- Ateez

Delivery Holandés- Rocco Posca

Rain- Sleep Token

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

#ask #ask answered

[cdd-system-help]

♡　alter names related to dogs

　　　·　requested by 🐾🐕‍🦺 anon

Masculine : Charlie, Cooper, Max, Milo, Oliver, Buddy, Rocky, Teddy, Bently, Tucker, Toby, Jax, Finn, Benji, Bo, Brody, Cody, Kobe, Luck, Ollie, Rocco, Tank, Ziggy, Gus Other : Pepper, Bear, Moose, Oreo, Patch, Ash, Anise, Aspen, Bacon, Bambi, Bagel, Basil, Bean, Billie/Billy, Biscuit, Bonbon, Brownie, Butterscotch, Cat, Chestnut, Cocoa, Colby, Crosby, Dayton, Eclipse, Frenchie, Frosty

Some names have a vibe to the theme and some are actual dog names.

#— alter names #complex dissociative disorder #anti endo #did system #endos dni #polyfrag system #traumagenic system #actually traumagenic #system help #alter help #system names

[cocaina-kiyori]

♡✩ 2330✩♡ par Cσkɑïηɑ 🐼 Via Flickr : ❥ #NoFake / ROCCO JOGGER PANTS FTPACK LEGACY M / @mancave maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Match/150/114/2 ❥ linktr.ee/alessiakiyori

#3D #AVATARS #beard #BLOGGERS #CAVE #event #GAMES #LIFE #male #MAN #MEN #mens #official #ROUND #SECONDLIFE #SECOND #sl #SLMENS #tattoo #flickr

[rikkisdreams]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! (ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡

Hey! Thanks for sending this again!! <3

Busted - they are everything to me

Rocco and Marble - my fur babies <3

This cold weather that has finally hit us. I cannot handle anymore heat this year jfc

My skeleton cat squishmallow... so soft

Leftover birthday cake that I'm eating as I type this :)

#jamie <3 #asks