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smile-files · 2 years

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okay okay i just finished watching camp cretaceous and i gotta talk about ben. like as a character is he just so funny

ben starts out polite and shy and sweet and afraid of literally everything. like all the other campers have no idea why in god's name he's here (which is completely fair, as he doesn't seem to want to be here either) - but then he befriends an ankylosaurus, which he names bumpy blongy scimbly scromplo. and then he gets taken by a pterodactyl :)

i think one of the strangest things to me is how you have apocalypse shows like this and of the main cast only one will realistically react to almost being killed. like ben almost gets killed by a carnotaur after being separated from the group and the second he finds cover he just instantly starts crying and like. finally. the fact that i should consider that cathartic is ridiculous lmao

no but seriously it's so funny he's gone for a whole season i think and the second he comes back we get an episode about every new trauma he's unlocked. now he's paranoid and jaded and really disconnected from his friends (and people generally)... this boy fears death. this boy will poke death in the eyes. this boy's first best friend is a dinosaur. this boy will commit arson in self defense. this boy thinks everything threatens him and so will continuously commit arson unprompted. this boy has just screamed for the first time ever and is now startled by how loud he was. trauma catharsis boy! get beaten up by the narrative and then beat up the narrative in revenge! let's go!!

it's been a while so i don't remember how this was addressed right after he rejoined the other campers but anyway his friends are so shocked and so concerned and ben's like shut up i need to blow something up or i'm gonna have a panic attack. y'know eventually he eases back into the group and gets to be an absolute dork again but he's always trauma catharsis boy from here on out. even if he gets barely any screentime later on lol </3

um but yeah it's sad how in the later seasons (especially the last) we don't get much ben-centric stuff... like there was the thing about him not wanting to leave bumpy on the island but besides that it's mostly ben being a dork who knows way too much about explosives.

it's hilarious, ben is like... gay with no gaydar (in a general sense). i'm skipping ahead a bit but yeah when yaz comes out to him - not to say that cishet people can't understand or sympathize with queer experiences altogether but idk his response is so earnest and thought-out that it just seems to me that this boy is queer in some way himself (trans icon? trans icon). and then it's really funny because in the season before ben completely missed a social cue (autistic icon? autistic icon) and thought that yaz was into him when she was just trying to third wheel for someone else. like ben do you even know what flirting is? are you sure?

y'know actually ben is scared of everything for the whole series, it's just that now he chooses fight over flight. if you cover his eyes to play "guess who" he'll shriek, and immediately turn around and stab you. ben surprise party incident 5 dead 13 injured. that's really funny to me because it's taking the timid -> brave pipeline to the logical extreme: still terrified, but now with weapons lol

ben is so funny. my beautiful, disturbed, beautiful boy (to quote darius). my guy who starts a battle whenever he makes eye contact with someone. my scrawny kid with a giant dinosaur. my will byers kinnie. my boy who's better at combat than conversation. ben really carried camp cretaceous and you better admit it

#melonposting #long post #camp cretaceous #ben pincus #also hello why does he have the same VA as richardson mole from big hero 6 the series?? hello???#like it fits - he has the same vocal quality of your typical autistic ashekenazi jewish nerd boy (as in. fan from inanimate insanity)#but lol that's so funny. richardson mole of all people i swear to god #and kenji has the same VA as hiro hamada so that's cool :)#camp cretaceous spoilers #<- yeah that's kinda important #anyway i like the show #definitely not perfect. it is flawed in so many ways #but it's generally pretty enjoyable and there's some really cool stuff #like yaz and sammy :) good for them #also by the way um yeah why in god's name are ben's eyes brown in the finale timeskip???#it's giving st2 will byers. like sir are you possessed #so yeah um. i doubt i have any cc fans in my audience at all but who cares #enjoy #kin

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roimp · 1 year

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SO YESTERDAY.

#now i just feel stupid because WHY DID I WALK WITH HIM TILL HIS FUCKING SOCIETY WHAT #why did i do thattttt i went 😬 as soon as i sat in the auto because thats liek the whole walk for him yk #but childddf it was fun.#like okay so omg also yesterday there was a BIG fight in our class ok like these 2 boys #something happened between them and they were just BEATING THE SHIT out of each other it was crazy #anyways yesterday i showed hands guy all the funny cat gifs i have saved on my phone #and he liked one so much he was like SEND IT TO ME RN #its fhe one where cat is banging its head on the wall and then it blasts #ALSO JE SHOWED ME SO SO SO MANY OF HIS CAT PICS #HIS CAT'S NAME IS SKY AND HE HAS YELLOW EYES #he showed me his cat's loaf pics #we all love cat loaf here so does he #bro we have same opinion about so many things #anyways then yesterday also we walkrd together and this time till his society #it was fun tho ok we were laughing but i think walking till his society was too much idk #he is also kind of an awkward introvert guy so maybe he is just like that but what if he is like 'girl leave me alone' inside yo #yk*#IDKKKK MAN IDKKKKK #but ya at the end. FUNNNN #gargi is keysmashing

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dougtheintern · 11 months

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NICKY CLOSE/FOSTER/FREEMAN/SWIFT HCS PLEASEEEE

NICK CFFS HCS. OF COURSE

-sometimes when tensions are high, he slips into switching between his multiple ‘personalities’ from his other timelines— especially narcolas and nick close

-hater of all things christmas im being so fr. like he loves it cuz of his dad but also like. its so annoying to be around christmas 24/7 that if you’re a caroler you’re instantly going to heaven cuz nicky doesn’t wanna fuckin deal with that

-however his favorite holiday is Chinese new year— it reminds him of the foster timeline and how jodie and him would celebrate it with morgan.

-phantom pains in the arms— like he constantly tries to catch shit but always fails because. … arm… catches with wrong arm usually

-is very proud of taylor for finding 3 husbands and a wife, despite the fact that they did it just to escape space. he genuinely thinks taylor will grow up and keep his spouses— eventually fall in love with most of them (hopefully not his uncle hermie though) . hes a swiftli truther sorry babes.

-when younger and dealing with the alternate timelines, he used to shut himself in his room for days and not be able to look in mirrors. all the mirror in his childhood bedroom are broken due to this, and he had to be moved out of it due to the distress it brought him.

#dungeons and daddies #dndads #dungeons and dads #dndads s2 #dungeons and daddies s2 #nicky freeman #nick close #nicolas close #nicholas close #narcolas #nicholas freeman #nicholas foster #nick freeman #nicky close foster #why does this boy have so many names #god fuck it thats enough idc

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boxwinebaddie · 5 months

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UNCLE NINA I LOVEDD CHAP 6 IVE ALREADY READ IT TWICE JUST CAUSE STAN WAS BEING SO CUTE AND NERDY

MY SWEETHEART MY LOVELY !! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I NEEDED TO READ THIS TODAY!!! ;-; <3333 NOT TO BE RAVENSTAN BUT THIS SERIOUSLY ALMOST MADE ME CRY!!!! TY

( you guys know how much i beat myself up, so messages like this mean everything to me...also sorry most of under the cut isn't relevant i just like to ramble about the boys and their dynamic <3 )

but anyways! back to you being my starlight starbright:

lately...i've just been having so much anxiety and imposter syndrome about my writing -- it's bad to the point where when i posted rm6 like two days ago, where i was supposed to be happy and in high spirits, i was so nervous and anxious ( it's this dull, awful ache in my sternum ) that i spent the day pacing w/ my heart racing, ugh. </3

because my brain is so bad, it's hard for me to convince myself when i post that i made the right creative decisions, that you guys are enjoying where the story is going, that it makes sense etc.

so when i get really nice asks like this one from you ( mon ange ) telling me directly that you enjoyed the chapter...oh my god, i feel so much better i can't even tell you. i was really worried people didn't like it or it was too weird bc...its a lot, but...it was cute!

we got to see who raven is offstage and see hes stan and hes a literal angel! that hes down to earth and a fucking loser and so wonderful!!!

i can not tell you guys how painful it was for me just to feed you those starboy snippets of raven being rizzgod and all untouchable and sexy

because...yes he did that thing...but when hes not doing that thing...hes watering his plants and singing to them and wearing the big anime boy tee-shirts and crying and using a tortilla chip as a fork.

so this update!!! meant a lot to me because we got to watch stan be himself and be embarrassing and slip on every surface whilist actually fruedian slipping w/ kyle bc hes so nervous around him and be a lover boy and a crybaby and a crunchy nerdy nervy plant boy

and we also got to watch how the affects kyle, who thinks he knows everything, but then gets immediately humbled because ravenstan is not like the awful ravenraven he made up in his brain who he hates vs. the nice cute awkward boy in his living room who lies badly when nervous, brought him a succulent and is actually...sort of lovely?

...but when you're on a hate with your best friend who you don't know is dead and are a cynical skeptical messticle of a man and having your phantom theres stan syndrome flaire up everytime a literal celebrity smiles or bites his lip and looks like...Your Stan...its...not fun.

but more on that later! next chapter, the boys call ike! which! yay!

but x 2, thank you for being so kind. i seriously thought people were like not enjoying it or the plot progession or thought it was underwhelming/too choppy/messy. so this means a lot to me!

tldr: ravenstan is actually a sweet, sloppy, pathetic nervous wreck and jerseykyle, if nothing else ( sorry king ) is eating his words, because he just might be enjoying his horrible little hate...w/ a deplorable boy who is being weirdly adorable ...

enough to forgive and pardon the most criminal offense outlined in the extensive k.b law handbook...

being ~fashionably~ late :) <3

( and recklessly rizzing him in spanish without a license )

my boys my boys my boys,

uncle nina <3333333

p.s. thank you again for enjoying the update i'm glad you liked weird boy raven i love him so much hes so cute we will see more of him <3

#i have so much to say abt their relationship and how it develops its just so...kyle is so confused and cynical abt it #like his brain is spliting in half like ravens the one being nervous but its actually making kyle SUPER nervous bc hes like #why isnt he being awful what the fuck is wrong with him why is he being nice to me why does he remind me of stan what kind of game is this #his phantom theres stan! disorder be wildin like #gdi can this guy who i thought was hot but a tool and annoying go back to doing and not cute and sweet and pretty #can he stop reminding me of everything i loved about my best friend who is dead like fuck you clozapine nice try bitch #but yeah nerd raven rights! he knows all the scientific plant names volunteers at so many animal shelters is so clumsy and embarrassing #hes a pr disaster but its not bc hes mean its bc hes a chaotic bisexual disaster boy who just wants do everything right #and accidentally does everything wrong :( but hes very endearing and so so nice i swear #he be melting kyles heart he be confusing his brain raven did the stan wowza and his heart was RACING #raven: uses the super sexy rockstar voice to try and rizz kyle #kyle: moderately turned on but mostly pissed off #ravenstan: gets nervous and goes i like your ears! you look like an elf! i meant i like ur hair! its so pretty when its up! or d-down!#whichever! you always look good! not that i look all the time i look a normal amount i am SO normal!!! haha *starts coughing*#kyle: not pissed off at all more than moderately turned on also wants to kiss him extremely bad on all surfaces #slay olay baby!

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pantestudines · 5 months

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having a "former gifted kid" type mental spiral

#i say this because the spiral is actually about how much i hate the word and the general culture around giftedness #mostly because its incredibly inconsistent between schools so people often mean different things when they say it #but also because in my specific case its certainly not a gift but like. what am i supposed to call it.#its literally a neurodivergence in my case that has had many effect postive and negative on my life. but its also a school club.#and its also nothing! before the advent of like modern standardized public education i wouldve just been a curious kid #Without modern public education im not sure i wouldve even been different from other kids. maybe a little socially awkward still but idk #and like. Am i really different from other kids? am I now as an adult different from my peers? Occasionally i will get told as such #how the fuck am i suppose to talk about how much being seperated from my peers and held to higher standards sucked #when the name of the reason why this happened might as well be 'gods specialist little boy'#none of the things that make people think im smarter are really all that useful day to day. and most non-gifted people are like. still smar #i happen to be good at memorizing the kind of facts schools test you on as children #but is that just because i was told as a kid to be good at school and so i tried hard to do that?#even if I am uniquely good at that #does that really make me more intelligent than the high school dropouts who can fix cars like its nothing?#in fact i would say they are at least wiser than me for picking something practical to be smart at #at my school being gifted usually implied you were a little neurodivergent and bad at socializing #often our gifted kids were actually failing classes because they were smart enough to realize they didnt matter #(not me but still)#but at some schools being gifted just means you were an avid reader or were pressured by your parents to maintain perfect As at all times #so if i say. wanted to talk about how being 'gifted' has often made some aspects of academia like hating emails and having time blindness #and not having a good friend network and having many unadressed issues around not really knowing how to make friends #if i wanted to talk about that. and i say 'I was gifted growing up and this sucked'#the person on the other end might hear 'oh woe is me im so smart and this makes my life so hard'#AND FURTHER STILL #on tumblr especially 'former gifted kid' has kindve become parlance for 'guy whining about nothing'#or even 'person who they were told was smart but is actually kinda dumb'#which... yeah! theres a reason many former gifted kids are like that! thats kindve my issue with the program in the first place!#it takes otherwise relatively normal if well achieving kids and tells them they are gods specialist little children.#THIS CANNOT BE HELPFUL TO ANYONE? like whatever chance the kids had at seeming normal has been stripped away #and they now also think they are the smartest person in the room in every situation

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eggs-can-draw · 1 year

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How we feelin girlies and non girlies

#eggs can art #persona 5 #p5 #art #artists on tumblr #work in progress #tw blood #not colored in or anything but just in case #ren amamiya #akira kusuru #p5 joker #p5 protagonist #why tf does he have so many names #a #akiren #‘Egg why does he have such pretty eyelashes’#he is the prettiest of boys that’s why #no offense to all other boys I’m sure you’re beautiful #me after showing this to my friends: I hope the tumblr girlies are normal about this

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thatonecrypticrobyn · 1 year

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Just for the hell of it, please take my top 20 favorite Genshin Impact characters.

#I don't know what I expected #honestly it's more surprising the farther down I go than my top 4 #I'm such a sucker for the anemo boys good lord what #genshin impact #genshin xiao #genshin scaramouche #genshin wanderer #genshin kunikuzushi #genshin balladeer #why the hell does scara have to have so many names istg #genshin venti #genshin kaedahara kazuha #tagging is hard #how do I do this #genshin favorite character sorter

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saetoru · 7 months

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✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ speak of the devil

synopsis. satoru and his father don’t quite get along—you don’t think it would help that case if his father walked in on you fucking on his desk right now, but satoru doesn’t seem to care at all

FIVE PLACES RB! GOJO SHOULDN’T FUCK YOU SERIES

length. 3.4k words (why did it take all day sobs)

contents. fem! reader, minors do not interact, college au, rich boy! gojo, as always it’s shameless satoru, you sit on satoru’s lap, brief fingering, dry humping, desk sex <3, clothed sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names (baby, sweetheart, princess, perfect girl)

notes. to everyone who kept asking when i was gonna update this series: here it is. now don’t ask again <3

the one time you decide to surprise satoru with a visit is the one time he’s nowhere to be found—it takes you ten minutes and the help of two maids to finally find satoru in his house. as it turns out, he’s in his father’s office—the only room you’ve never been in yet.

“hey,” you murmur, “been looking for you everywhere. way to ruin my surprise.”

“baby!” he grins, perking up from his spot at the chair, setting the pen in his hand down. “you came all the way here to surprise me? you must love me so much. and think i’m hot too, right? and funny? and smart? and—”

“i’m leaving,” you tease, rolling your eyes. and then you notice the papers in front of him, peeking over his shoulder as you read over them. you understand nothing. “what’s this?”

“paperwork,” he grumbles, “old man says i have to start being more responsible for stuff if i’m gonna take over someday. what a geezer.”

you snort—satoru never runs out of insults for his father. normally, you wouldn’t encourage his comments, but….well, his father deserves them. quite a bit, in fact.

“my poor businessman,” you say sympathetically, smoothing back hair from his forehead as you cup his face. he pouts, leaning into your touch as you rub over the swell of his cheek with your thumb. “you deserve a break.”

“i know,” he whines, “i’ve been doing these for like an hour. i could’ve been playing video games with suguru. or fucking you.”

“satoru!” you gasp, pressing a hand over his lips as you eye the door and listen for any signs of anyone nearby. you turn to him and hiss, “you have too many people wandering your house for you to say that so loud.”

“not like they’ve never heard us before,” he shrugs.

well, that’s satoru for you—as shameless as ever. not only has he probably traumatized the poor maids with his insatiable horniness, but he’s not even got the tact to at least seem embarrassed. not even slightly ashamed. you scoff, shaking your head as he grins up at you cheekily.

“you’re a real case, you know that?” you say in disbelief, “i think the only surface you haven’t fucked me on is your parent’s bed. and that’s only because you love your mom enough not to do that.”

“if it was just the old man’s, i’d have fucked you on that too,” he snickers. and then he hums thoughtfully, “actually, i think i have fucked you everywhere. it’s like a bucket list.”

“satoru, you’re sick in the head.”

“the showers, the guest rooms, the kitchen, the living room, the movie room, my room, of course—oh, the game room too. and we can’t forget the backyard and the pool either. i think we got it all—wait.”

he sounds serious. you look at him with furrowed brows as you tilt your head. “what?”

“we didn’t get this room.”

oh god. he’s absolutely ridiculous—and not only that but a complete idiot, too. not only do satoru and his father not get along, but his father couldn’t disapprove of you any more than he already does. the last thing you both need is for him to walk in on his son fucking the girl he probably wants to hire a hitman to assassinate.

“oh my god,” you say exasperatedly, “toru, have you not one ounce of shame? you can’t possibly think—”

“why didn’t i think of this sooner?” he wonders out loud—and oh no. satoru has that look in his eyes, the one that’s locked in on something he wants. the spoiled side of him isn’t going to let this go. the weak part of you is probably going to have a hard time fighting him.

the unwise part of both of you will probably get you both into a whole lot of trouble.

“because it’s a bad idea. you’re a smart guy, toru,” you try to butter him up—it doesn’t seem to do much, though. “the smartest. so, so genius and intelligent, so you know this is a terrible idea, so let’s just drop it—”

“i should’ve done this way sooner,” he chuckles, looking at you in awe, “bend you right over this desk and fuck you over that fossil’s papers.”

his words are so shameless and so, so wrong. but for some odd reason, your clit aches a little at that.

“no, absolutely not—”

“can you imagine? he’s signing papers right where i had you drooling for me? he’d be so mad if he knew,” satoru cackles.

god—this should not be as appealing as it sounds. you try to throw on your best stern look, but satoru is as smart as he is sly. he can see the way you shift on your feet as he smirks up at you, and he’s already got that determined look in his eye that you know well enough.

it’s the same look he has when he decides he’s hungry—for you, that is. the same look that paints his face as he eyes you like you’re his next meal. the same look that tells you he wants you—and he’ll stop at nothing to have you.

and….well, you’ve never been good at saying no to satoru. it’s your fatal flaw.

“satoru, we should definitely not be doing any of that in here, and we definitely should not be risking making your dad—who hates that we’re dating, by the way—any more angry with us than he already is—”

“sweetheart,” he chuckles, pulling you by the wrist to fall onto his lap, “you worry too much, y’know that? i should fix that. fuck you dumb over this desk so you don’t overthink in that pretty little head you have.”

you glare at him, but he’s already got you straddling his hips, arms looped around your waist as he kisses your jaw with a hum. he’s already hard from what you can feel—the bulge pressing against your heat is hard to miss.

“satoru—”

“save the part where you say my name for later. i haven’t even done anything yet,” he winks—and then he’s kissing you. he’s clever, you think, because kissing you is the fastest way to get you to melt against him, arms wrapping around his neck as he pulls you closer.

so close, in fact, that you can feel his cock practically twitch in his pants as you shift on top of him, dragging your clothed cunt over his aching bulge.

“this is such a bad idea, toru,” you whisper in between kisses—but not one part of you fights his touch or even attempts to pull away. he hums, pressing wet kisses along your jaw as his hands dig into your hips, moving you to grind along his hardened length.

“yeah? you sure? let’s check, shall we?” he raises a brow, hand slipping past the waistband of your pants and brushing past your folds—wet. dripping and messy and needy, just how your pussy always seems to be when you’re with him. he grins in satisfaction and throws you that knowing look as he mumbles, “sorry, baby. this pretty little pussy of yours disagrees.”

“toru,” you gasp as he toys with your clit, rubbing slow enough circles that you whine and roll your hips, trying to get more. but satoru is a brat—always has been, right from the day he was born. he pulls his fingers away and looks at you smugly as he kisses your curled lips while you frown at him.

“want more, don’t ya?” he asks—he’s too cocky for his own good sometimes. too ridiculous and annoying and troublesome, but you’re aching to feel something, anything. preferably him, so you nod.

“just hurry up,” you huff. your hips push against him, dragging your cunt over his cock—it’s throbbing in his pants, confined under the fabric and needy for the tightness of your walls. you gasp when he rubs against your clit, and he groans, guiding your movements with a tight grip on your hips.

“fuck, sweetheart,” he rasps, “c-could cum jus’ like this. see what you do to me?”

“‘s not me,” you tilt your head as he nips at your neck, hand trailing to cup the back of his head and keep him in place as he nibbles at the skin and pecks along the marks he leaves, “this is all your fault.”

“all my fault, huh?” he chuckles, “you make it sound like this is a bad thing.”

his hips buck up, rolling against yours and building the friction up until your both panting messes, his lips against yours as you drink in each other’s moans—your clit rubs along his length with every stutter of your hips, and his tip leaks with more pre cum every time you press harder against his cock. it’s desperate—the way he chokes on your name and the way you cling around his neck. it feels good, and the way this is all so wrong only makes it feel better.

“‘m close, toru,” you mewl, whining as his hand slides under your shirt to massage your tit, his eyes trained on you as he hums.

“good,” he grins, eyes dark and glinting with a sick satisfaction you don’t think you’ve ever seen on him before, “cum for me, sweetheart. right here—right on this chair,” he says lowly.

so you do—head falling back with a sharp gasp and your nails digging into his shoulder as you come undone with a loud whine. the gojo estate is big—very big. you’re sure your voice isn’t carrying through even a fraction of the place, but still, you can’t help but clamp a hand over your mouth in case anyone is nearby.

satoru doesn’t like that, though—his hand rips yours off as he ruts his hips upwards faster, harder, pressing against you closer. “no, baby,” he chuckles, cutting himself off with a breathy moan when you press harder against his cock, “make sure you let me hear how good you feel. feels good, huh?”

“yes,” you whimper, “yes, feels so good—need more, toru. please,” you pout, looking up at him with lust-blown eyes.

“here?” he mocks, raising a brow, “you want me to fuck you right here? in my father’s office? where he does his work? right on his desk?”

“yes, here,” you sob, “right here—please. want you so bad. need it.”

“see?” he laughs, “now you’re getting it—not so much of a bad idea, is it?”

that’s the thing about satoru—he’s too used to hearing what he wants. being told what he likes to hear. getting what he asks for. you say no, and he’s determined to change it to a yes. but yes is never enough—it’s more. always more, more, more. it’s like all rich people, you suppose.

they just always want more.

there’s a small, reasonable voice in your head that tells you this is a bad idea. a disrespectful one, even. sure, satoru’s father has never been kind to you, let alone polite. he looks at you like you’re an eyesore, and he’s certainly said less than appropriate things about your upbringing. but that doesn’t mean you have to stoop to his level of low and do something equally as spiteful, if not more…but you’re only human. and satoru always just fucks you so well, and cumming around nothing just isn’t enough, and…well, you think it’s just karma.

the way the world works.

the way you and satoru work.

so you grin, huff out a little snort before pulling him into a kiss and reaching to free his hard, leaky cock from its confinements. he whines a little into your mouth as you smear the arousal coating his tip along his length, stroking down and squeezing at the base.

“okay,” you whisper against his lips, “fuck me toru. right here—right on his desk.”

that, evidently, is all it takes—one second you’re comfortably sitting on his legs, pants soaked with his bulge pressed against your core, and the next second you hear his hand swipe papers off the surface to fall to the floor as your back is pressed against the cool wood. he doesn’t even bother with your clothes, just tugs both of your pants down your thighs that it’s enough. satoru has always been impatient too—doesn’t like to wait for anything when he can take it when he wants.

you can feel him close, hovering over you. he’s warm—where his cock presses against your thigh, where his breath fans over your lips, where his hands grab your wrists and pin them over your head. he’s warm, and your head spins, and you need him filling you to the brim right now.

“anything you want, you get, sweetheart,” he murmurs, grinning sickeningly sweet, “can’t say no to my baby. what kind of boyfriend would i be?” you feel him bump his tip against your clit, making you gasp before he drags the head of his cock along your folds—they’re wet and slick from your arousal, coating his tip before he’s slowly pushing in. you gasp, wrapping your arms around his neck as he groans lowly. “can never get used to this,” he breathes, “never get used to this pussy. just takes me so well. fit in like i was made just to fuck you.”

“toru, t-toru—oh,” you squeal when he slides the rest of his length to fill you, buried to the hilt as your walls flutter around him. it’s nothing new, but it’s never something you’re prepared for all the same. how thick he is, how perfectly he hits that spot in the back of your walls, how full he makes you feel. it makes your legs wrap around his waist and pull him forward, closer, deeper. “more, toru—move, please.”

“nuh uh,” he drawls, kissing your cheeks, “first you gotta tell me how much you love me.”

“satoru,” you hiss in disbelief, “are you kidding—”

“c’mon, say it,” he giggles, “love you, toru. love how you fuck me so good everywhere in your house and make me feel like a princess. you’re the best boyfriend ever and i’ll die without your cock—”

“i love you toru,” you smile sweetly, “you know what i love more, though? when you’re too busy making pretty sounds for me instead of talking so much.”

that makes him shudder—makes him curse under his breath as your walls flutter impatiently around him. he’s aching—hot and swollen in your dripping cunt, balls heavy with cum that he needs to empty into your pussy because it was made to take him. every inch of him.

“you’re gonna be the death of me,” he breathes out shakily, “know that? gonna kill me one of these days.”

“good,” you hum before rolling your hips and making his breath hitch, “now move, baby. wanna feel you.”

he does—pulls his hips back so that he’s just almost pulled out completely before he slams back into you, pressing against your sweet spot with his tip in the way only satoru knows how. only he knows you this well, only he knows your body so well. he knows where to kiss and hold and touch to make your eyes flutter shut, and your mouth fall open, wanton moans falling past your lips without a care in the world who can hear.

“so tight, baby,” he whines, “god you’re so perfect—my perfect girl.”

“so full,” you gasp, clawing at his shoulders, pulling at his hair, pulling him closer and closer and closer until not even air can fill the space between you. “feel so good, toru—fuck.”

“look at you,” he coos, pressing a kiss to your collarbone, “‘s a shame you can’t see what i see. then you’d know why i can’t keep my hands off’a you—’s impossible.”

you can’t speak—all you can offer him as he’s bullying his thick girth into you is a pathetic whine as his veins drag along your walls, as his navel bumps along your clit and has your head thrown back against the table. there’s slick smeared along your inner thigh, the wet sound of his cock fucking into you ringing in your ears along with his deep groans as he pants harshly against your ear. you can feel his breath against your skin, can feel the goosebumps and the flutter of your walls every time he makes a pretty little sound for you as you squeeze around him.

“love you, toru,” you mewl—you can’t help but say it, can’t help but remind him when he pushes into you like he was always meant to fit right there, like he was always meant to feel you as you feel him too. and if his rotten, greedy, stuck-up father with a receding hairline can’t see that you love satoru, maybe you’ll just have to fuck him right where he can find you just to drill the image into his mind.

“love you too,” he says between moans, face digging into your neck as your hand cradles the back of his head, keeping him right there, keeping him close against you like he should never be anywhere else, “love my perfect, perfect girl. feel me? feel what you do to me?”

you nod between sharp gasps and soft cries of his name—he looks down at you in wonder, at the way your lips look when they murmur that sweet little cry of toru!, at the way your pussy sucks him in and hugs too tightly around him, at the way you look so good with the slight sheen of sweat on your face.

his hips roll, a little sloppy in rhythm now, but still just as hard and deep as before. he can sense it—the way you’re just about to fall apart on his cock, just like you always do. so he presses a thumb to your clit, rubbing harsh circles that make you cling to him tighter as you cry out another sweet string of toru, toru—more!

“you close, sweetheart? gonna cum for me? ‘m close—gonna fill you up. want that, don’t you?”

“yeah,” you breathe, kissing him with hot, open-mouthed kisses that he returns, “yeah i wan’ you to fill me up, toru—gonna cum. ‘m so close—f-fuck, so close, baby.”

you know he is too, the way his cock twitches and the way his hips are desperate in the way they roll into you tells you he’s just as close to falling apart as you are. you push your hips up to meet his thrusts, pushing him impossibly deeper into your cunt before you feel the coil snap as you cum—hard. your walls flutter around him, spasming and squeezing around him that his bottom lip is tugged between his teeth as he inhales sharply.

“f-fuck, baby—’m gonna…” he doesn’t get to finish before you feel his cock twitch and the first drop of cum fills you. it’s hot and thick, every rope he fucks into you, leaking past his tip and painting your walls white. you can feel the mess he makes—can feel the drops leak and smear along your inner thighs as he slams into you with choked whines of your name. “g-good—’s so good, you feel so good,” he says breathlessly, face digging deeper into the crook of your neck as his arms tremble over you.

the wood is hard against you, makes your back ache slightly—but it’s not nearly as bad as satoru is good. you can’t think of anything else but the way he fucks you both through your highs until your legs are begging to press shut from the oversensitivity.

it’s silent for a bit once you’ve finished—save for the harsh, labored panting as you both calm down and catch your breaths. satoru is still buried with his nose pressed against your neck, your hand rubbing over his back slowly.

“your maids must hate us,” you mumble, “and if your mother hears? we can never show her our faces again.”

“she’s probably dead to the world and watching her reality shows,” he snorts, “we’ll be fine.”

“well, we should clean up and leave before your dad—”

“oh look, speak of the devil. he’s just in time,” satoru snickers as he cuts you off, looking over at the window as an expensive car drives up to the house, “think we can get these papers organized before he comes up here? maybe we should just leave ‘em to make him mad.”

“you’re crazy,” you say in disbelief. and then— “i think we should leave them there. make them his problem.”

you think you’ve just watched satoru fall in love with you all over again at that.

i hate this fic but hopefully i come back one week later and reread it and think wow i ate w this. sometimes i do that. but if i don’t: if all of you donate one dollar to my family they can afford my funeral for when i drink bleach

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