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hi guys im excited but scared for school

im just blogging about it here bc wow :P

right so i live in the north of ireland so we have a similar school system to england so theres sixth form and college and im going college but im fucking SCAREDDD what if it s worse than school like im going bc i hate my school i get bullied every single year i cant do another year but what if its bad 😞

#school #sixth form #college life #girlhood #college

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i want a submissive bf

#girlhood

me when my malewives are th same people🤤🤤🤤🤞🤞🤞

#ezra miller #kevin khatchadourian #light yagami #death note #we need to talk about kevin

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EDDIE “GONZO” GILMAN X FEMALE READER

+18 content ( oral and masturbation )

Description: You found a picture of Gonzo with Eve at school.

NARRATOR’S POV

You and Eddie were tidying up the room and chatting a lot. You were organizing the wardrobe while he arranged the shelf with the action figures of the characters he liked. You've always been organized, but the wardrobe still had a lot of junk and boxes, like books, notebooks, and old school assignments.

"Ugh, Eddie," you said. "This place is just dust, you should have gotten rid of these assignments by now."

Eddie laughed.

"Wow, honey, but all of this is part of my history at that school. If you knew me back then, you'd think I was even more amazing."

You rolled your eyes.

"Even so, this place is moldy," you said, rummaging through a box and finding the newspapers Gonzo used to make in his senior year, where he almost missed his chance to go to college.

You had found a photo, already worn, of him and Eve, an old crush of his that didn't amount to anything afterward. You only knew her from stories and knew he used to like her. The photo was taken at a party when he was working on the newspapers, and everyone there was supporting him. Eve was his partner, mainly because she helped him with that.

"Did you find anything else?" Eddie asked, his back turned, still tidying up.

"Yeah, actually, I did." You said uncomfortably, getting up.

Gonzo turned around and saw you with the photo. He frowned, not pretending not to understand, but as if he knew the photo existed. You weren't a toxic girlfriend; it was rare for you to feel jealous, and you had no reason to distrust him. But you were bothered that he had kept the photo.

"I didn't remember this photo anymore." He said, going over to you.

"Okay." You remember all the things you've ever posted, but you don't remember ever taking a picture with someone you liked.

"I'm sorry, love," Gonzo said sadly, trying to say something more.

You pursed your lips and sighed. You didn't usually freak out over jealousy like this, and you didn't know why you were so bothered. You just dropped the photo on the floor and started organizing things. Eddie sighed and saw that you didn't want to talk. He knew you and knew that when you were angry, it didn't bother you.

Twenty minutes passed and you had finished organizing your wardrobe. During that time, Gonzo occasionally stared at you, wanting to talk because he needed an explanation, but you were so quiet that he was afraid of making things worse.

"I'm going to take a shower."

You said that and stood up, adjusted your pants and went to the bathroom, locked the door and took off your shirt, lowered your pants, took off your underwear and got into the shower, turned on the water and stood under it. Gonzo, who was still in the room, put his hands in his pockets and went towards the door, leaned his head against it and gathered the courage to speak to you.

"Eddie, I know you're behind the door, please, let me shower in peace."

"I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have kept that photo, but you don't need to ignore me," he said.

"I just can't understand why you still have that photo," you said, lathering your body with soap.

"It's just a photo, love. I don't have any desire for Eve, you don't need to be jealous of her."

You remained silent and continued showering. When you finished, you grabbed your towel and wrapped it around your body, opened the bathroom door and Gonzo was still there. You rolled your eyes and went into the bedroom.

— Look, it's okay if you don't want to talk to me right now, I just need you to listen to me now. — He said, following you. — Maybe I wasn't honest with you for keeping that photo after a few years, but I know why I kept it all these years, it brings back wonderful memories of my youth.

You were incredulous.

— And how am I supposed to feel about that, Eddie? You look at that photo and, I don't know, you feel young? — You looked at him, hands on your hips, still in a towel — How do you feel when you look at me?

— I feel like I won the lottery when I see you. — He said, and you smiled sarcastically. — With you I feel in love, I feel desire, we have a wonderful house and soon we will have children. — Gonzo looked at you. — That photo is just… My past. You are my present. You are my future. I'm sorry for hurting you… I wouldn't trade you for a billion Eves. I found love with you, not with her. We were just teenagers. And with you, I feel everything.

You were silent for a while, and Eddie moved even closer. He held your waist. You were still angry, but you let him touch you. Gonzo kissed your cheek, and you didn't react. To your surprise, he lowered his kisses to your cold neck. Eddie was crazy about you. He never felt sexual desire for Eve, but with you, he became a different person.

"That's not fair," you said, holding back.

"Do you want me to stop?" Gonzo asked.

"No," you denied, and he kissed your neck even more, lifted your head, and took off your towel.

Eddie carried you and you wrapped your legs around his waist, he sat on the bed still with you on his lap while strongly squeezing your breasts, Gonzo's nails were short, but you felt them so hard that the boy squeezed, moaned weakly and he smiled sideways. Eddie took off his shirt and threw it to some corner, you smiled and kissed his entire neck while listening to his gasps. Gonzo squeezed your ass and slapped right there, took off his pants along with his underwear quickly and made you roll there on top of the member, you moaned after feeling that Eddie's member was "wet" and hard.

- Roll like that. - He held your waist while you moved your hips on the boy's member, he looked down and bit his lip watching you rolling. - Wow, I even wanted you to sit on me, but I'm imagining you rolling like that on my face while I suck you until you have no more balance to stay on top of me.

- Do you want it?

- I want to, and you go. Come.

Gonzo took you off his lap and settled on the bed, calling you with his hands, you even walked with your knees on the bed and positioned yourself, he held your thighs and made you sit in his mouth, it looked like he was holding you there, you moaned loudly after feeling Eddie's tongue exploring you, your body went up a little and he pulled you again.

- You'll only cum when I want.

He said and started sucking you slowly, giving soft kisses, just to provoke you, he gasped from time to time and squeezed your thighs, you saw him putting a finger inside you and stayed there masturbating you, while eating you. You moaned and trembled, it seemed like you were going to fall from there with so much pleasure, he laughed a few times seeing your despair.

Eddie took out his finger and passed his tongue again, and this time it passed quickly, you were having a thing there because you didn't know when he went fast or when he went slow, he just did what he wanted.

- Honey, I can't stand it, so I'll cum faster... - You said between the moans.

- You can't stand it, will you? Yes, you can hold on. - Gonzo said and squeezed his thighs.

He sucked you harder and you bit your lips so as not to drown out the moans, again you felt your body rise because of the tension and he pulled you again to continue sucking you.

- Go, you can cum for me, I want to prove it to you. - He said while running his tongue on the lips of your intimacy. - Cum hot for me.

You smiled and he was faster with his tongue, he shook his head while devouring you, caressed your thighs until you couldn't stand it and reached the peak, he swallowed everything and smiled at you, exhausted, got off him and lay down on the bed. Eddie smiled at you and hugged you by the waist, kissing your cheek.

- Delicious. - Eddie said after giving you a kiss on the nose.

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so on gartic phone me and my friends made an animation of me pegging kevin

#we need to talk about kevin #kevin khatchadourian #ezra miller #gartic phone

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Ezra Miller / Beware the Gonzo / Eddie Gonzo Gilman

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gay/lesbian solidarity gonzo n evie…..

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⤹ ୨୧ ‧₊ hangouts with kevin often lead to..

✚ tw / notes: SMUT SMUT!!!, dryhumping, dom!reader, bratty sub!kevin, gn!reader, kevin gets beat up, reader is very mean, spit, orgasm denial, kinda dub-con, kevin might be ooc oops, pardon i havent written smut in a long time

“do your worst, kev’.” you taunted, smug. kevin had invited you earlier to ‘hang out’ which quickly turned into you being his target practice for the afternoon.

he had dragged you over to his backyard and positioned you in front of his target board, placing an apple on your head.

most would be scared, one wrong move and there goes your nose or your eye. but something daring in you compelled you to agree, besides, not like kevin would care if you disagreed or not.

kevin frowned but didn’t respond to your taunts, eyebrows knitting together as he focused, squinting one eye to aim better. he drew his bow back, for a while it almost looked like he would actually hit the apple.

thwip!

the arrow wedged itself into the board beside your ear, just mere centimeters shy of taking it clean off. you breathed a gasp despite yourself, maybe you were a little scared, but the sheer thrill of it all outweighed your fear.

you felt like prey.

and that may have hurt your ego a little that you had to taunt kevin even more, “aim better! thought you were good at this?” you shouted, all playful.

kevin didn’t respond, again. but you could see the way he inhaled sharply, annoyed. you were visibly getting on his nerves now, and it filled you with a sense of euphoria, seeing just how much your words meant to him. how easy it was to rile him up with just a few mean things to say.

while you were busy getting high off your internal monologue, kevin fired another arrow. this time, it wasn’t kind enough to miss your body. or maybe kevin just got pissed enough to show it.

the arrow grazed your cheek, enough to leave a lasting mark. red-hot pain bloomed across the left side of your face, yet you barely registered the pain because all your gaze was fixed on was kevin’s shit-eating grin.

“bullseye.” he mused proudly. you were still frozen in place, shock and anger painted on your face. gosh, you were so telling without even having to say it.

kevin kept his bow on a table nearby and stalked closer to where you were still stood like a statue. he cupped your cheek and ran a thumb over the gash on your cheek where his arrow had struck you and he wiped off the warm blood trickling down the side of your face.

he did not feel sorry. you couldn’t feel even an ounce of guilt in the way he just smiled and licked your blood off his thumb. your gaze followed his every action, pupils shaking in fury.

however his personal victory was short-lived as you lunged right at him, sending both of you rolling in the grass. kevin tried to push you off—albeit half-heartedly—but with absolutely no experience in wrestling, it would be hard for such a lanky boy to even land a decent punch let alone throw you over.

and just as expected, you had kevin pinned underneath you in record time. your knees held his arms down on either side of him as you straddled his lap, your full weight pressing down on him, which had him clearly feeling..things.

“you’re such a dick!” you shouted, raising a fist to land a heavy blow to his pretty face. his head snapped to the side with a sick thud, before he could recover, you landed another punch with your other fist.

kevin winced in equal parts pain and quiet pleasure. you expected him to react, get angry, do something atleast! but instead of fighting back he just smiled at you with bleeding gums and bruises blooming across his pale skin.

“hit me harder. make it hurt, c’mon, thought you were good at this?” he mocked your earlier words. even with your hands tight around his slender throat, he still had the audacity to make fun of you.

you panted, chest heaving up and down as you tightened your grip on his throat, watching his pale face turn blue from the lack of oxygen. “gosh, shut the fuck up.” you cursed, shaking kevin by his neck.

he gasped for air, a rare moment of weakness and humanity from the seemingly infallible. you gathered a thick glob of saliva in your mouth and spat it into his gaping mouth, kevin’s eyes widened in shock, the frothy fluid slicking it’s way down his tongue and into his throat.

“you fuckin’ assho—” kevin choked out, but you slapped him right across his face before he could finish. warm crimson began trickling down from his nostril and slithered down his frenulum to stain his bruised lips.

“didn’t i tell you to shut up?” you slipped one thumb into his mouth, using it to force his jaw open. however before you could spit in his mouth again, you felt something against your inner thigh.

you looked down to see kevin rutting against your crotch like a desperate mutt, “look at you, kev’. you’re such a slut humping me like that.” you slotted one of your legs between his and tangled it with his so that your crotch was pressed flush against his.

and he could feel just how turned on you were by this.

kevin threw his head back against the grass as you ground down against him, pleasure shooting in sparks up his spine. he wasn’t like this. he would never submit to his baser instincts.

but, fuck. you made it so hard not to.

“h-hnngh..” kevin whimpered weakly, his hips rocking up to meet yours in a rhythm. “get off from me..” his voice was a whiny pitch, yet he wasn’t actively doing anything to push you off either.

“but look how hard you are, kevin..it’s so cute.” you cooed, pressing yourself harder against him until your chests were flush together, like you were trying to crawl inside of him.

this was so humiliating. yet kevin couldn’t bring himself to hate this, no matter how much he wanted to. the steady friction of your hips easing his ache, the way your body felt so right pressed so compactly to his, the way his heart pulsed rapidly in his chest and he felt so floaty and lightheaded. he hated you. he hated that you made him feel like this.

“h-haah..more.. wan’ more..” kevin panted, dazed and clearly too lost to care about keeping up his facade of despising every living thing. he freed his hands from your grip and tangled them in your hair, dragging you up to put his mouth to yours so heinously.

his mouth tried consuming yours to gain some resemblance of control, but gosh, he was so oblivious to the fact you had him right where you wanted him. all broken and messy in your hands, his layers stripped away leaving just his pulsing, needy core.

he was human, after all. unfortunately, jarringly, human.

you could taste the metallic taste of his blood on your tongue, your teeth clashing with his, spit dripping down his chin as he tried molding his mouth to yours.

you pulled away to take a look at him. a good look. he looked so beautiful like this, kiss-bitten lips parted as he took kittenish gasps of air. shirt rucked up his pale stomach to show the lean lines of his body, your hands ran down his sides, leaving fire in their wake. you cupped his waist to press him impossibly close to you.

his hands left your hair to grip your shirt, “g-god.. i hate you so much.” despite his words, you could feel him humping you desperately, chasing after his release you could sense was close.

but did he deserve it? fuck no.

at the very last possible second, you lifted yourself and rolled beside him on the grass. kevin felt the loss of you like a gunshot, his body jerking up as if he got exorcised.

“you sick fuck, what’s wrong with you?” you chided from the side, sitting up. kevin was still in a daze, the events from moments prior flashing behind his irises like aftershocks.

“first you get bricked by me beating the shit out of you and spitting in your mouth, then, you hump me like a dog in heat? seriously, kev’ what’s your issue?” you scoffed, fixing your clothes up. your tone was laced with faux disgust. kevin barely registered a word in his head.

when he finally broke out of his haze, he regarded you with a glare as sharp as daggers. “shut up. you’re fucking disgusting.” he clicked his tongue, but you could clearly see through him and tell he was lying through his teeth, pissed as hell you didn’t let him cum.

you scooched closer to him, until your shoulder brushed his. he didn’t move or flinch, in fact he leaned into it. “you should’ve heard how you were whining, you could put a porn star to shame, kevin.”

he shoved you to the ground again while you laughed, “you just never shut up do you?” he spat, you reached a hand up to cup his face, he hissed in pain as your digits pressed against his fresh bruises, tracing the path of blood from his nose.

“but you like it when i talk.” you rough handled his jaw open again, shoving your index and middle fingers in his mouth. his lips closed around your fingers like the most natural thing ever, suckling on them and rolling his tongue over your bloodied knuckles, tasting himself.

“you’re so fun to play with.” you chuckled, ripping your fingers from his mouth and running them over his bloodied lips, you wanted to kiss him so bad. you leaned forward, your mouth just centimeters away from his.

before you knew it, you just had your face punched in. hard. yeah, you kind of deserved that. at least now you two had matching bleeding noses.

but one thing was for certain, you would gladly be kevin’s live target practice if it meant you could have this much fun with him.