[gojosconsort]

︵ ೀ smut. megumi is always so careful with closeness until one night he isn’t anymore

megumi fushiguro has always kept people at arm’s length.

raised by a father who had a barrier around him all the time, he learned early that letting someone close meant risking hurt. so when you start dating, he’s reserved. painfully so. it’s not that he doesn’t love you. painfully so too. in the way that makes his chest ache when you smile at him across the room. but closeness is still foreign to him.

he tries his best to let you closer. and he likes it.

he stops tensing when you lean against his shoulder during movie nights. starts nudging his plate closer when you steal bites of his food. drapes his hoodie over you when you fall asleep on his couch instead of waking you.

he lets your thigh press against his on the train, threads his fingers through yours when you reach for his hand, and leaves his jacket in your dorm “just in case.”

small steps. patient ones.

gradually he stops noticing when the closeness starts to feel good. stops noticing when he wants more. stops noticing when he becomes the one who can’t let go.

so when one night you two are alone and the end credits of the movie long roll, he pulls you into his lap. it’s the first time he’s done it without hesitation. his hands settle on your hips while he kisses you—tentative, like always—but then your tongue brushes his and something in him snaps. he groans into your mouth when you rock down against him, feeling him harden beneath you.

“is this okay?” you whisper against his lips.

he nods—eyes dark and glassy. “please.”

it doesn't take long for you both to undress and clumsily roll the condom over him. he’s shaking—half nerves, half raw want—when you finally straddle him bare. he guides himself to your entrance with careful fingers, breath hitching when the head nudges inside.

he’s big, stretching you slow and deep until he’s fully in, hips flush against his. you both tremble at the feeling, of finally feeling each other like this. he presses his forehead to yours, breathing hard through his open mouth.

“tell me if it’s too much,” he rasps.

you shake your head. “feels good. you feel good.”

that’s all he needs.

his arms wrap around you tightly, pulling your chest flush to his. skin to skin. heartbeat to heartbeat. at first he moves slow, careful, every thrust measured and deep like he’s afraid of hurting you. his hands stay gentle on your hips, guiding you but never demanding, eyes half-lidded and locked on your face to catch every flutter, every gasp. he wants to memorize how you look when he’s inside you.

but then you moan his name—soft, breathless, “megumi”—and something inside him shatters. his grip tightens.

he starts moving harder, hips snapping up with more force, chasing the wet heat that clenches around him every time he bottoms out. the careful rhythm breaks. his thrusts turn deeper, rougher, less controlled. each stroke drags a broken sound from your throat and he drinks it in like he’s starving.

he’s getting drunk on it.

drunk on the way your body fits to him, on how perfectly you take him, on the slick sound of skin meeting skin. his hands slide down to grip your ass, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks as he pulls you down onto him faster, rougher. the couch creaks beneath you. your nails dig into his shoulders harder and he groans, burying his face in your neck again.

“fuck… you feel—” his voice cracks, hips stuttering before he finds an even harsher pace. “so good. so fucking good.”

he was always so careful with closeness. always so afraid of wanting too much. now he can’t stop.

he fucks up into you with so much need, one arm tight around your waist to keep you pinned against him while the other tangles in your hair, tugging to tilt your head back so he can kiss at your throat. every thrust is deeper, greedier. he’s losing himself in the tight, wet drag of your body, in the way you tremble and clench around him like you never want him to stop either.

he never knew he could want someone this desperately. never knew he could let go like this. but with you naked and shaking in his lap, moaning his name between broken breaths, megumi stops holding back.

he just takes—rough, relentless, and completely addicted.

[angelixdoll]

thinking thinking of writing a grown son!megumi having icky thoughts about you, his mum, and toji, your hubby, doesn’t even care a bit. he even encourages his sons behavior, leaving the door of your room open as he fucks you, letting gumi see your perfect tits bounce as he fists his cock to the view…maybe if he is nice enough dad would let him fuck you…

yeah i’m dropping something like this soon teheeeeeee

[angelixdoll]

more icky megumi… esp brother megumi🤤

icky brother gumi!!!! x sister reader

cw: dead dove do not eat, dark content, incest, icky megumi, megumi is 21, reader is 19, groping, picture taking, mentions of sex and oral sex

ugh i just love thinking about brother!gumi. one could think he would be the sweet big brother, always protecting you and taking care of you, when the reality couldn’t be more twisted. any opportunity he had he would be groping you, massaging your tits as you whined at him, calling him a pervert when you feel his hard clothed cock poked against your ass.

brother!gumi was sooooo possessive, he would never let any other men approach you, throwing death stares at anyone who looked at you for more than 5 seconds. if they dared to keep staring? he would just grab your ass and make out with you while locking eyes with the man that thought he could have dirty dreams about his little sis. when the kiss broke you would just slap his chest, all blushy as you rambled about the fears if any of your friends, or his, were watching the scene. he honestly couldn’t care less, if it were for him he would fuck you in a place full of people so they knew who you belonged to.

brother!gumi kept a box on his room full of pictures of you naked. posing shyly for the camera after you had sucked his cock, face full of his seed as you had your tongue sticking out like he had told you to do. other pictures were you on all fours, in the shower, riding his cock, having him in your mouth after an argument where he had told you to shut up as he made you choke on his manhood :(

he may be a pervert, a twisted man that loved to corrupt his little sis, but you loved your big brother!gumi so much. he was just the best big brother ever.

[beingsillyhere]

I'm ovulating so im thinking about dad!Sasuke ughhhhj just can't stop imagining his toddler just crawling around trying to chase him/be with him at all times

Dad!Sasuke is so real and honestly, way softer than people give him credit for, which is why i ignore boruto. No one can convince that he wouldn't be present! No one!!

If he's in love, he's all in, even if he doesn’t always have the words to show it. You’re his peace, and your baby? That’s the living proof he’s allowed to have a future.

He totally lets the toddler crawl after him even if he's brooding in a corner, pretending to read a scroll. He's hyper-aware of those tiny limbs scooting across the floor. And the moment those chubby hands catch his cloak? He shifts just a bit so the baby doesn’t fall over, pretends he didn’t just pause mid-sentence because of a giggle.

He’d never leave you alone to be a mother. If you ever looked even the slightest bit overwhelmed, he’d silently take the baby from your arms, hold them like he’s holding the most delicate thing in the world. You were scared of doing it alone? He saw that fear, and that’s why he always shows up. Late nights, early mornings, mid-training. He’s there.

He doubts himself a lot. He often wonders if he’s too broken , if his child will one day see the blood on his hands instead of the love in his eyes. But he forgets it a little when that little one runs to him, arms wide, face full of joy, calling “Papa! Papa!". it undoes him every time.

And gods, the sight of you holding your small toddler at the village gate, waving like you’re his whole damn sky? He’ll never get over it. You, his baby, the life you built. He’d burn the world to keep it safe.

He’s not the dad that talks a lot, but he’s the dad who picks the baby up one-handed while stirring miso with the other, who watches them sleep like they’re the only thing worth guarding and whispers “Thank you” into your neck after they’ve fallen asleep because you gave him more than peace. You gave him home.

[hwablunt]

sasuke is super clingy

mdni, mentions of sex, sasuke being perfect as always

sasuke obsesses with you in private, nobody needs to know how he acts with what’s his. when the two of you are out together it’s little to no pda, hand holding if he feels clingy, a kiss on the forehead when you stop to look at a pretty view, or his hand guiding you by the small of your back. subtle but there.

in private it’s a different story, his hands are always on you. laying on the couch? hands are squeezing your hips. in bed watching a movie? his head is resting on your boob while his hand squeezes the other. cooking in the kitchen? his arms are wrapped around your waist firmly, chin nuzzled into your neck following you around, occasionally sucking and biting at the skin below your ear.

when your fucking he has to be as close to you as possible. in missionary he’s practically laying on you, head at your neck kissing from your cheek to your collarbone with an arm wrapped around you for support. in back-shots he’s leaning over, tugging on your hair to force your eyes onto him, whispering about how gorgeous you are and how your pretty pussy is so tight just for him.

when he’s eating you out, one hand is squeezing and pinching at your thigh while the other comes up to fondle your boobs, murmuring about how he’d drink you everyday instead of water if he could. after care is the best, he’ll cradle you close for a few moments before picking you up bridle style and carrying you to the bathroom.

drawing a warm bath and taking a damp cloth to clean you up while the tub fills. he’ll place you on his lap once your in the tub, gently massaging body wash into your skin like your a porcelain doll. washing your hair with such care he might as well work at a salon.

after he’ll rub lotion on your body, slip you into your pyjamas and stand behind you while the two of you brush your teeth. he’ll wrap your wet hair into a braid and carry you right back to bed, tucking you in with your favourite blanket and your heating pad set on medium before he runs downstairs and fills up your water bottle with cold water to last you through the night.

he’s always 5 steps ahead when it comes to caring for you.

[cr0wcaller]

⚡ SASUKE UCHIHA | relationship headcanons

a/n: today’s forecast is severe uchiha yearning with a 90% chance of emotionally repressed forehead touches dedicated to my beautiful moot @arabella0001, i hope this makes you smile 🖤

word count: 1,349

content: post-war sasuke uchiha generally being allergic to vulnerability unless it sneaks up on him with a knife

There is something uniquely dangerous about loving Sasuke Uchiha because he is not a man built for easy attachment. He loves like winter soil clinging onto buried fire—quietly, reluctantly, absolutely.

In the beginning, your relationship would feel less like courtship and more like being slowly permitted closer to a feral animal that keeps expecting the hand reaching for it to become a weapon. Not because he dislikes you, it's actually the opposite; Sasuke becomes colder when he cares. He watches himself around you with frightening precision because attachment still feels dangerous to him for a very long time; he has lost too many people to trust happiness without expecting a blade to be hidden inside it. So early affection comes in strange forms: He walks you home without mentioning it, he remembers little details that you forgot about telling him, he appears beside you any time you need help, he silently positions himself between you and any perceived danger without even thinking about it. Sasuke has a deeply protective streak that becomes very obvious in a relationship. He is constantly aware of his surroundings and unconsciously keeps track of where you are, especially in crowded or dangerous situations. Sometimes it manifests subtly, like a hand at your back guiding you through a crowd, and other times it becomes intensely serious if he believes you are truly threatened. You realise he loves you long before he ever says it because his body rearranges itself around your safety.

Sasuke is deeply tactile in private and near untouchable in public. Not out of embarrassment. Possessiveness, maybe a little. Privacy? Definitely. He hates the feeling of other people witnessing something soft from him; it feels exposed in the same way standing unarmed might feel exposed. Behind closed doors, he is an entirely different creature. He adores unconscious contact like your legs thrown across his lap while he reads, your face pressed against his shoulder while he maintains his weapons, fingers hooked loosely in your clothes while you sleep. When he's exhausted, truly exhausted, he becomes clingy in ways he would vehemently deny under torture. He gravitates toward your warmth like his nervous system only powers down correctly when he's near you. The intimacy of simply existing together peacefully means far more to him than grand declarations.

Arguments with Sasuke are rarely loud. He does not explode outwardly often anymore, he freezes. Silence becomes his defence mechanism when he's hurt or overwhelmed. The problem is that his silence carries weight with it—it makes rooms feel colder, it makes air turn tight around the ribs. The hardest stage of loving Sasuke is learning that when he withdraws, he is usually trying not to wound you with whatever storm is moving through his head, and the hardest thing for him to learn is that shutting you out hurts you anyway. Eventually, the relationship becomes less about 'never fighting' and more about learning how to come back to one another afterwards. Sasuke apologises badly at first, awkwardly, like he's trying to translate into a language he barely speaks. His apologies are sincere, though, because his behaviour changes following them. That his how he tells you he loves you most consistently: correction, effort, and return. Loving him requires patience, but he gives that same patience in turn.

Sasuke is wildly observant to your emotional state. This man notices everything. The stiffness in your shoulders, the difference between tiredness and sadness, the exact tells that let him know when you're overwhelmed, when your smile is performative rather than genuine, the tone your voice takes when you're pretending to be okay. He spent years surviving by reading danger in microscopic shifts and then skill never truly disappears. The catch is that he often notices your distress before you do, and if you're someone who self-destructs privately, Sasuke becomes fiercely protective. Not controlling, necessarily, but he is very intent on reducing burdens once he realises you're reaching your limit. So he starts handling things before you ask. He'll cook, he'll take over chores, he'll steer social interactions away from you, he will stand guard like a wolf sitting before the entrance of its den.

Trust with Sasuke is sacred. He does not give trust halfway. Once you have it, you have something immovable. If someone insults you unfairly, he remembers. If someone hurts you intentionally, he remembers longer. There is an almost chilling certainty to the way his loyalty operates once you become part of his inner world. You stop fearing abandonment with him eventually because Sasuke's love is not fickle. If anything, it's stubborn to the point of self-destruction. The horrifying part is realising he would burn himself hollow protecting the people he loves if left unchecked.

Domesticity changes him more than anything else ever could. Not dramatically; Sasuke is never going to become loud or overly expressive overnight, but little things soften in him. He starts lingering instead of disappearing constantly, he learns your routines as he slowly gets used to your presence being woven into the tapestry of his life. Sometimes you catch moments that almost feel unreal: Sasuke half-asleep with his hair loose and sunlight across his face, his arms around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder while you cook, looking up from across the room with this unbearably gentle expression on his face like he still cannot believe you stayed. Domestic peace affects him like thawing frostbitten hands—painful, at first, then addictive.

Jealousy with Sasuke is subtle but lethal. He is not the type to start a scene, he is the type to silently appear beside you with one hand settling at your waist while staring another person down hard enough to qualify as psychological warfare. The worst part? Half the time he does not even realise he's doing it. 😭 Possessiveness leaks out of him the most when he feels emotionally insecure or disconnected from you, especially early in your relationship when part of him is still bracing to lose everything unexpectedly. Once mature trust settles in, though, the jealousy quiets down and becomes more amusing. Dry comments, calm interruptions, that infamous Uchiha Stare™ sharpening whenever someone is getting too comfortable with you.

Physical intimacy with Sasuke would be intensely emotional even when neither of you says much. Like some of the other men in the cast, vulnerability and desire are deeply intertwined for him. Eye contact matters to him, forehead touches, hands gripping fabric, breathing each other in like memorisation. Sasuke strikes me as someone who loves slowly at first, cautiously, until the dam breaks and suddenly all the suppressed intensity surfaces at once. And afterwards? Oh, the softness is ruinous. This terrifying man who looks carved from shadow and old grief delicately brushing hair from your face, thumb tracing absentmindedly across your pulse points, holding you against his chest like he's calming something ancient inside himself.

He would struggle profoundly with the idea of deserving you. Even years later, especially after happier periods in your life together. Trauma survivors sometimes become most frightened when life finally turns gentle because now there is something precious to lose. There would be nights where Sasuke looks at you with almost crushing tenderness and distance at the same time because part of him still cannot reconcile love with survival. Those moments require patience, not reassurance every second, just simple presence. Your hand in his, your forehead against his, proof that you are still here. Over time, that consistency becomes the thing that finally teaches him that peace can be survivable too.

Loving Sasuke ultimately means understanding that beneath all the restraint, intelligence, sharpness, and grief…he loves with startling sincerity. Sasuke is not a casual lover, he is not convenient, he does not do halfway. Once he lets you into his heart, you become stitched into the structure of him permanently. That kind of love from someone like Sasuke Uchiha would feel less like fireworks and more like standing beside a mountain in winter and realising that the snow-covered thing beside you would collapse the very heavens before letting you freeze alone.

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[kingkatsuki]

Imagine bakugou fucking your throat upside down. Like u know when youre lying on ur back on a bed with your head out on the edge so he can fuck deep into ur throat until theres so much cum and spit dribbling down on ur face 🥵🥵

Tw: 18+, degradation, ass eating, face fucking.

“Filthy fuckin’ girl, look at you.” Bakugou growls as he gives a particularly hard thrust into you, his legs bent at the knees to give him the perfect posture to rut into your mouth. Your eyes glancing up to see his firm ass cheeks tensed with each roll of his hips. The sight would take your breath away if your lover wasn’t currently buried deep inside your throat. Struggling to breathe through your nose as Bakugou continued to fuck your face, his hands moving down to tweak your nipples between his thumb and forefingers as each movement made them bounce.

“Such a good fuckin’ girl,” each word was annunciated by a roll of his hips.

Tears began to streak down your face, trickling into your hair as you slobbered around his length. A slap to your cunt catching you off guard as you gasped around his length, the sensation making it possible for him to bury his cock even deeper inside your throat, making Bakugou grunt lowly. His fingers giving your clit a teasing rub as he slowly pulled his cock from your mouth. Instantly gasping for air as you clenched your jaw, trying to relax your mouth as the back of your throat burned from his harsh thrusts.

“Come on, slutty girl.” Bakugou held his cock in a fist, giving himself a teasing jerk as he slapped the head of his cock against your lips, “Show me how bad you want my cum.”

Bakugou arched his hips forward, still stroking his cock as he pressed himself down against your face, allowing your tongue to slip out to stroke along his perineum, slowly finding his asshole and dipping your tongue inside as best you could in this position. One of his hands moving back to grasp one of his cheeks to give you more room.

“You dirty fucking slut,” He growled as he began to grind himself against your tongue, letting you slobber over his asshole, “You like eating my ass, hah?”

Bakugou growled as you pointed your tongue, dipping it into the tight rim as Bakugou continued giving himself teasing jerks, before he pulled back to press his cock back against your lips. You whined as your mouth instantly slipped wide open again, taking him back inside your mouth as Bakugou continued to teasingly push his cock to the back of your throat before pulling it back so just the tip sat inside you.

“Do you want my cum, Princess?” Bakugou’s palms stroked over your naked skin, trailing a hand down to your neck, grinning as he watched you nod deliriously.

“Then fucking take it,” he growled, shoving his cock back inside you as he continued to hold your throat, feeling his length pushing deep inside you and stretching your esophagus. Rutting his hips as he felt his release, cumming deep inside you as he continued to fuck your face.

He held his hips down against your mouth, his balls pressing against your nose as he pumped you full of his cum. The mixture making you gag as you tried to swallow as much as you could, some of his cum dribbling down the side of your mouth and along your cheeks as he stayed buried inside you. “That’s it, you’re such a good fucking girl.”

[blushbunnyyy]

⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ bf!megumi trying to keep up with you during ovulation

content: mdni, smut, all characters are 18+, dom!megumi, sub!reader, fem!reader, marathon sex, squirting, praise kink (use of “good girl” a lot), degradation (“cum dump”, “slutty”, etc.), size kink if you squint carefully, spitting, tit groping, fingering

bunny’s notes: i’m not even ovulating but whenever i see an edit of megumi, im suddenly in heat. it’s not even funny. also creds to @cursed-carmine for the bow dividers!!

it’s that time of the month. not your period but that time of the month where you cannot function like a regular human being because all you can think about is cock. specifically a black urchin-haired guy’s cock.

you’re practically thinking with your sopping wet pussy as you made your way to your boyfriend’s dorm in a tank top and shorts. you push the door open to be greeted by the glorious sight of your man sitting against the headboard of his bed with a book in his large, veiny hands.

he glances up at your arrival, the hard lines of his brows immediately softening, his jaw becoming less tense, and his eyes instantly warm up at the sight of you. oh, lovely you.

“hey, how’s my pretty baby doing?” megumi asks in such a sincere and gentle voice, it makes you melt. it’s the voice he always uses with you. but little does he know, you’re not here to melt in his arms. you’re here to seduce the man.

you climb onto his bed on all fours facing him, hands and knees cushioned by his mattress. the same mattress that you wanna get pounded stupid into.

you put on the prettiest, most adorable pout you could muster. round, doe eyes fixed on him as if silently pleading for something. gosh, in his eyes, you really were the most precious thing in his world. the perfect picture of doll-like innocence, the epitome of loveliness.

“gumi… i need help…” you quietly plead.

your boyfriend’s eyes slightly widen, his back straightening as he inquires immediately, “what do you need help with, sweetheart? tell me.”

you unconsciously rub your thighs together, shaking your hips subtly in an attempt to relieve the throbbing from your core. your drooling cunt was so drenched, your panties were already damp.

you pout even more, pretty pink lips jutting out more. you grasp his wrist to guide his hand to rest on your boob, his large hand practically covering your entire breast. you mumble softly, “need you to touch me, gumi, please… it’s starting to hurt…”

your man’s eyes quickly darken as he squeezes your tit, dragging out a high-pitched moan from you. he palms you through your tank top, squeezing again. he rasps, his voice gravelly low, “turn around and bend over for me, baby. show me where it’s hurting.”

you turn around and make quick work of your tank top, throwing it onto the floor. you bend over on your forearms and knees, putting your perfect ass on display just for him. you push your ass closer to him. “here, gumi… hurts here…”

megumi pulls down your shorts along with your moist panties to see your soaking pussy winking at him. he drags his hand up your slit. “here, pretty baby?”

you let out a sigh of relief before you start urging him, “please, gumi, don’t tease… want your cock inside me now…”

he slips his thick, rough index finger into your pussy. he mutters, “fuck, you’re tight. gotta open you up, darling. you’re already squeezing my finger so tightly, you won’t be able to fit my dick.”

you squirm, pushing your hips back onto his hand. “a-ah! i-i’m a big girl, gumi. i can take— mmm!! i can take it!”

“baby, be good and make a mess on my fingers. you’ll get my cock after.” he adds a second finger then a third as he pumps you full. his thumb rubs on your sensitive bud as he brings you to climax all over his rugged hands. as you fall apart on his hand, you cry out his name with your head buried into the sheets. he sings his praises, “goood girl, darling. such a good girl for me.”

he takes out his hand, popping it into his mouth to clean. after sucking it clean, he quickly pulls down his sweats with his boxers.

you turn your pretty head to look over your shoulder. his dick slaps against his stomach, the tip an angry red. megumi grabs himself at his girthy base, pumping a few strokes. the sight makes your mouth water.

you then feel his bulging, warm tip resting against your soaked slit. you just couldn’t resist as your hips push back to try to take him. his rough hands fly to your hips, holding you still. “fuck, baby, stay still, yeah? lemme just get the tip in.”

one hand keeps your hip still as the other hand holds himself as he pushes into your warm pussy. you gasp at the sensation, border-lining pain and pleasure. he sighs in relief, “holy shi… so warm, so tight, sweetheart… i only got the tip in and you’re squeezing me like that, hm?”

you grip his sheets, feeling the stretch as you babble on, “more, gumi, moreeee… a-ah!”

megumi continues to slowly push in more until you feel his pelvis pressing into your asscheeks and his cum-filled balls firm against your clit. your spiky-haired boyfriend groans after bottoming out.

now you’re all filled up. a little too full, you swear his tip is kissing your cervix and probably making a dent. you could probably cum just from him stuffing you full.

you whine angelically, “gumi, gumi, gumi!! so deep… you’re too biggg!!

rough hands start groping your tits, squeezing them like stressballs. megumi bends over you, his chest to your back, to rasp huskily against your ear, “pretty baby, you’ve taken my cock many times before. now’s no different.”

he begins to shallowly thrust into you while pinching and pulling at your nipples, making your back arch.

the wave of pleasure suddenly surges and crashes as you cum around him. you let out a symphony of whimpers of his name and whorish moans. his words practically sound like a melody to you. “good girl, darling. what a good girl. cumming around me so pretty and saying my name.”

it’s not long until you start begging for more. “gumi, harder… i want it harder. please fuck me til i can’t walk…”

megumi holds you by the waist as he deepens each thrust until he’s driving into you like a madman. “anything for you, baby.”

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔

it’s been like 6-7 rounds. his room basically turned into a hot sauna that reeked of sex. megumi was completely drained, drained of energy and cum. he already dumped all his seed into you.

but you, on the other hand, are bouncing on his dick like your life depends on it.

his back rests against the headboard, hands on your hips as you ride him, your dainty fingers on his broad shoulders to help you jump on that dick.

your thighs are burning like a thousand suns, your legs giving up as you land on his lap with a wet plop! you moan, half in pleasure and half in frustration, as you begin to grind against him, “gumi!! wanna cum… but i- ha! i can’t… too… hmph! too tired…”

your boyfriend underneath you pants as he grips your hips and gently murmurs, “hold onto my shoulders tightly, angel.”

you grip onto his scratched up shoulders, the marks left by you. he lifts you up before shoving you back down on his member. “my pretty princess, my sweet angel… you really can’t do anything without my help, huh?”

you moan dumbly, more of your juices soaking his balls, the sheets, his thighs, your legs, and everywhere else as you near your release.

megumi picks up the pace, bouncing you up and down. “baby, i’m gonna take such good care of you and your needy pussy. just be a good girl and take it.”

as he shoves you back down onto his swollen cock, you squirt with a loud scream, forcing him out of you as you gush onto his dick, the sheets, and his thighs.

you start to feel his hips lifting to ram into you, his movement erratic now as he lowly groans, “my horny girl. what a slutty pussy you got, always begging me to fuck you and squirting everywhere. i’m gon’ cum and you’re gon’ take every single last drop i’m gonna give you, yeah? be a good horny cum dump, yeah, baby?”

your boyfriend holds you down onto his lap with a groan as the last of his cum spurts into your full pussy, already overflowing with previous loads.

megumi’s chest heaves as he pants, catching his breath. his hair is sticking to his sweat-sheened forehead.

you’re not faring off much better as you feel sore and exhausted all over. your sweaty cheek is pressed to his soaked chest, listening to the perfect metronome of his heartbeat.

seconds turns to minutes before you start grinding against him again. a nasty squelch! sound rang throughout the room followed by a groan from your man.

he peers down at you as you bat your delicate lashes and flash him a small smile as you ask him oh so sweetly that he can’t refuse.

“again?”

from the desk of ©blushbunnyyy ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ ₊˚⊹♡

[sazustarz]

tags: face fucking, oral, degradation, squirting, dumbification, mdni 18+

who knew toji could mock you so mean while stuffing your throat full of his fat cock? shit, your pussy’s leaking everywhere, clenching tight on absolutely nothing as he laughs low at how pathetic you look down there.

he’s leaned back against the headboard, one big hand fisted tightly in your hair, not even guiding you much anymore. you’re doing that all on your own, pretty lips stretched wide around his girth, drool spilling messy down your chin as you bob desperately.

your knees dig into the sheets, thighs squeezed together so hard it hurts, but fuck, that empty ache between your legs only gets worse every time he grunts out some rude little comment.

“look at you, doll. so fuckin’ eager to choke on daddy’s dick like it’s your last meal,” he smirks, those sharp green eyes half-lidded as he watches you struggle to take more.

you whine around him, the vibration making his hips twitch up just a bit, pushing that thick crown deeper into your throat until you gag wetly. tears prick your lashes, but you don’t pull off. can’t. not when your cunt’s throbbing like this, slick dripping down your inner thighs without a single touch.

he chuckles, low and mean, thumb swiping lazy under your eye to catch a tear. “cryin’ already? thought you wanted this, little girl. begged me all pretty earlier, poutin’ those soft lips like a needy bitch.”

yeah, you did. flustered and validation-hungry as always, you’d pushed his buttons on purpose, batting your lashes and huffing about how he never gives you enough attention. stubborn brat act that always crumbles so fast under his touch. and now here you are, body betraying every fake protest as your hips rock subtly against nothing, chasing fiction that ain’t there.

toji notices, of course. bastard always does. his free hand slides down, gripping your jaw firm to tilt your face up more, making you meet his gaze while your mouth’s stuffed full. “what’s that, huh? pussy gettin’ all worked up just from suckin’ cock? pathetic.”

he pulls off slow, strings of spit connecting your swollen lips to his tip, and you gasp, greedy for air, tongue lolling out automatically like you’re already begging for more. “say it. tell daddy how wet you are right now, clenchin’ around nothin’ like a desperate whore.”

your cheeks burn hot, but fuck, the praise hungry you wins out. “s-so wet, daddy,” you whimper, voice all shaky and hoarse from his rough use. “pussy’s aching... clenchin’ so tight, b-but there’s nothin’ there. please...” you lean in again, lapping flat-tongued at his veiny shaft, savouring the salty taste, the way it twitches heavy against your mouth.

he groans, but it’s cut with that mocking laugh again. “please? shit, listen to yourself. all whiney and drippin’ just ‘cause i let you choke on my dick. bet if i don’t touch that greedy little cunt, you’ll squirt anyway, huh? just from this.” to test it, he fists your hair tighter, yanking you back down hard until your noise buries in those dark curls at his base. you choke, throat convulsing around him, but your hips bucking, thighs trembling as slick leaks out.

god, he’s right. you’re so close already, core pulsing empty, nerves sparking without any stimulation down there. every mean word, every lazy thrust into your mouth winds you tighter, your soft features twisting lewd as you moan muffled around his length. he starts moving, hips rolling up lazy but deep, fucking your face like it’s just another hole for him to use. “that’s it, take it f’ me. good girl, lettin’ daddy stretch that throat out. f-fuck, you’re tight... even here.

your hands claw at his thighs, nails digging into muscle as you fight for breath, but you don’t tap out. nah, you melt into it, pretty eyes rolling back, lashes clumping wet with tears. the mockery only makes it hotter, his low growls turning breathier as he watches you fall apart. “look at that face. all dumb n’ fucked out, and i ain’t even touched your pussy yet. gonna cum like this? squirt all over the sheets while daddy fucks your mouth?”

you nod frantic around him, whimpers turning to gurgles as he speeds up, balls slapping your chin wet and filthy. the pressure builds fast in your belly, that empty clench turning to quivers, your whole body shaking. he pulls you flush again, holding you there as your throat milks him, and that’s it.

you shatter, cunt gushing slick in hot spurts, soaking your thighs and the bed below as you squirt hard around nothing. waves of it, trembling through you, hips jerking helpless while he keeps your head pinned.

“fuuuuck, yeah. that’s my girl. squir tin’ like a fountain just from throatin’ cock. so fuckin’ nasty.” he sneers, that mean tease fraying as his own release builds. he yanks you off rough, hand pumping his shaft slick with your spit, aiming right at your open mouth. “open wide, doll. gonna paint that pretty tongue.”

you stick it out obedient, still twitching from your high, dewy lashes fluttering up at him all needy and wrecked. he groans deep, ropes of cum shooting thick across your lips, your tongue, some splattering your cheeks. you swallow automatic, savouring the bitter taste, but he isn’t done━grabs your jaw again, thumb smearing the mess deeper into your mouth. "swallow all of it, greedy bitch. don't waste daddy's cum."

you do, gulping loud, then stick your tongue out to show him, panting heavy. he smirks, but his chest heaves too, that possessive glint in his eyes softening just a fraction as he pulls you up into his lap. you're still clenching weak around nothing, aftershocks making you whimper soft against his neck.

"good girl," he mumbles, almost tender, big hand rubbing your back while you melt against him. but then he chuckles again, low and rude. "bet you're still achin' though. want daddy to fill that pussy next? make you squirt on my cock this time?" your body betrays you, arching eager despite the overstimulation, a fresh blush heating your cheeks. shit, he's got you so wrapped. pouty and stubborn earlier, now just a validation-hungry mess, nodding quick. "please, daddy... need it." he laughs outright, flipping you onto your back easy, knees shoving your thighs apart. "knew you would. needy little thing." his cock's already hardening again, nudging at your soaked entrance. "gonna ruin you proper now. hold on tight." and fuck, he does. slams into your cervix in one brutal thrust, your walls fluttering around the sudden stretch. you cry out, nails raking his back, but he just growls possessive. "mine. this pussy's all mine." starts pounding relentless, bed creaking under you, his earlier mockery forgotten as he babbles needy. "so tight... fuck, squeezin' me so good━ can't stop, doll. m' sorry... shit, gonna cum deep, breed this cunt." you whine agreement, legs wrapping his waist, pulling him deeper as another orgasm builds fast. he's lost it now, that mean dominance flipped to a pussy-drunk mess, hips stuttering erratically. "cum f' me again. wanna feel you gush 'round my dick this time. please... fuck━" it hits you like a ripple, squirting hard around his pounding length, soaking his abs as you shake apart. he follows with a growling moan, burying deep and flooding you with heat, body collapsing heavy on top. for a minute, just panting together, his face nuzzled in your neck, soft kisses betraying the earlier cruelty. then he lifts his head, smirking lazy. "told ya you'd squirt from just my cock in your mouth. pathetic." but his thumb traces your lip gentle, eyes soft. you pout up, but melt when he kisses it away. "my pathetic, though. all mine."

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[kurooangel]

BACHIRA + FERAL SEX 🗣️🔥

another feral sex w bachira work

“you’re fucking dripping” meguru grins, amused. he’s fucking your asshole, caressing your clit, yet your pussy remains untouched.

you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve finished, of how many times he has spanked you when you try to get some friction. it’s screaming for attention, drenching the sheets beneath both of you and clenching around nothing. god, you can feel it throbbing and how it craves to be filled.

but it won’t. you’ve spitted out his cum after sucking him off, so this is what you get. your ass is perfect, too. tight and warm, deliciously taking his dick.

“meguru. please” you whimper, hiccups leaving your mouth as he keeps thrusting into you. “nuh—huh” he chuckes, leaning in to kiss your cheek. “that greedy cunt is gonna ache and suffer until your butt is filled with my fucking seed. then, you may learn not to waste”

thrists are welcome today !

[ilonanan]

bachira meguru - look at me

warnings: nsfw, smut, aged up!bachira (18+), oral (m!receiving), subby!bachira, cum eating

“look at you!” bachira giggles out, a wide grin plastered on his face. his voice is sweet, almost like honey. it has you intoxicated. “you’re so dirty like this…”

he reaches a hand to pet softly at the back of your head, fingers curling around the curve of your cranium. both of you are situated on his bed, homework long forgotten. your head is pushed down to his crotch, while he leans back slightly, pillows preventing him from lying down all the way. he refuses to take his eyes off you, head bowed down just to watch you mouth as his cock.

your eyes are trained on his as you trail your mouth to where is cock leans against his pelvis. bachira’s eyes are washed over with lust and passion, yet still looks at you like you’re precious. his mouth falls open as he watches you take the tip of his cock into your mouth, lifting it from where it was leaning and enveloping him into your sweet warmth. still, you don’t take him all the way, lips suckling on his tip and gathering that salty taste on your tongue.

it’s so erotic—how he’s looking at you, the sounds he makes. you take him further into your mouth and his volume loudens, hips lifting slightly to push further into you. you still him with your hand pressing down on his hip, and he obeys as if he were a cute little puppet. your mouth on him feels heavenly—and he’s overtaken by an overwhelming sense of greed and desire.

“ah—! take m—more of me in..! please, baby—!” bachira chokes over his words as he feels your tongue swirl against his frenulum. his hand weakly pushes your head down, consequently taking his dick down your throat. you relax for him—taking in as much as you can as you try not to gag.

your hands snake up, one interlocking with his freehand, and the other coming to cup his balls. bachira’s head falls back as soon as he feels the warmth of your palm massage his balls, a loud moan filling his bedroom. “y—you make me feel so—sooo good..!”

you hum around his cock, throat vibrating his tip. that almost gets him. but its when you start bobbing your head, his cock rubbing against the roof of your mouth. his breath quickens, hips jerking slightly more into your mouth, and his fingers weave through the strands of your hair. as much as he loves your eyes and wants to make eye contact—he simply can’t. and he almost cries when you pull of his cock with a pop!

“look at me, meguru,” your voice comes off straightforward. when he looks back at you, you hold an evil grin on your face. he smiles back, dazed, as you dive your head back down. his voice comes out strained when he feels the cavern of your mouth wrap around him again, fingers tightening in your hair.

all it takes is for your hand, originally holding down his hip, leading to wrap the base of his cock. using that hand, you jerk his dick as you suck, hallowing your cheeks around him. bachira cries out when he feels the walls of your cheeks tightening around him, and he can feel the vibrations of the giggle you let out. he can feel the way your lips curl into a smile around him, and he loses it when his eyes trail down to meet yours.

you’re so pretty. so beautiful. so fucking sexy. you hold eye contact with him as you muster one final suck, hand tight around the base of his cock, the other handling his balls in all the right ways. and when he feels you let out a moan at the taste of his pre dripping down your tongue—he feels it entirely.

“aaahh—! ba—baby…! gonna…cum!” bachira’s hand on your head pushes you down all the way, and his hips rise up to meet your throat. he fucking sobs as he feels his orgasm approaching rapidly. his moans come out gurgled and raw as he feels his cum spurt into your mouth, mixing with your saliva. he feels the way you resist swallowing, feels the way you continue to jerk him off as he’s coming down.

when he’s dazed and down from his high, you pull your mouth off of him, mouth closing as you pop off his tip as to not let his cum drip out. your body crawls on top of his, pussy barely hovering over his softening cock. you grab his chin firmly, and turn his teary eyes to look at you fully.

he’s so fucking cute with the way tears well up in his eyes, sensitivity pushed to its limit. you open your mouth, watching as his eyes trail down to your tongue, pupils dilating and blown wide. it’s erotic and mean how you tease him like this, and he can’t help the blood vessels that rush to flood his cock again. it’s not long until you feel his cock harden and rise, meeting the slit of your pussy.

you push his mouth open with your thumb, and suddenly pull him into an opened-mouth kiss. you quickly take the lead, positioning yourself higher so that bachira has to look up to kiss you properly. consequently, his cum that resided within your mouth falls into his. bachira whimpers as he feels his own cum on his tongue, his taste and yours dancing on his tastebuds.

fuck. he may as well pay you back soon.

a/n: i got sidetracked watching aot guys

[sukunastoenailclippings]

legacy

[rhymewithrachel]

watching twilight and I keep making myself laugh imagining if it was just alucard or any other vampire instead of Edward. POV nausferatu goes to ur school

[suprrnoovaa]

Twin Brother Megumi with his sis

cw: incest, smut with no penetration

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TwinBrother!Megumi has always been attached to your hip, never straying too far from your side. It was only natural, after all! You’re twins, how could you not be close? You two shared the same womb for nine months, hands tightly clenched against each other even then.

TwinBrother!Megumi slept in your bed since he was little, cuddling close to you and never letting you leave the bed. Even when you needed to go pee at night, he’d follow closely behind you and follow you inside the bathroom, even when you tried to shoo him away.

TwinBrother!Megumi started protecting you from bullies at school, only to end up getting bullied himself :( but it’s okay, because his sweet sis would always be there for him, crying and kissing his bruises better. He started more fights after that.

TwinBrother!Megumi never let you hang out with other guys, always glaring at them and even beating them up for getting too close to you. And when you complained abt it, he’d always kiss you quiet, grumbling shyly abt how lonely he’d be without you if you ever left him :(

When TwinBrother!Megumi and you entered puberty, things changed drastically. Megumi started growing rapidly, now towering over you when you used to be the same height. He started smelling different too, the raw smell of his body odor sent tingles down your spine whenever he’d cuddle with you after school. 

Not only that, but TwinBrother!Megumi started using you to ease the ache in his pants, rutting desperately against your pajama shorts every night, hands groping your growing tits until he came with a grunt. He always left his boxers sticky with cum, and you wet n sticky with cum and slick

TwinBrother!Megumi started kissing you more often, now shoving his tongue inside your mouth and making you gag on the slimy appendage. He was so messy and mean with his kisses, moaning and grunting into your mouth, even touching your boobs until you were both humping mindlessly against each other <3

TwinBrother!Megumi wasn’t the only one to change though. Your body started to grow too, your body more mature and now shaped into a young woman. Little things made you cry and now you were so so dependant on ur brother to take care of you, even down there whenever ur cunt would get achy

Sharing a bed was so much more fun now, especially when you and TwinBrother!Megumi would jerk off together, legs spread wide for each other to see and touch. Megumi always came first, but its not his fault! Your pussy is just so wet and pretty, and your tits are so sexy too he just cant help but cum :(

TwinBrother!Megumi helps you cum after, spreading his cum against your pussy while he fingers you to completion, kissing you so messily again until your legs shake and you accidentally squirt all over him <3

[torucest]

whenever your papa (gojo) speaks to you, it’s always been light hearted and airy from what you can remember since you were younger. you’re just his princess and he simply can’t help cooing over you and speaking to you in a baby-ish voice. he’s never taken a serious tone with you. and even when you’re in trouble, he doesn’t sound mean. but… when he’s finally balls deep inside you — that changes. his voice, once soft and high, now takes on a deeper tone. you’ve never heard your daddy sound like this. never heard him grunt or growl or groan from how tight you are. never experienced him being so rough with you until now as he’s wedging his fat cock into your tiny hole while you cry out about how it kinda hurts. his throat bobs, a mangled and strained “it’s okay, it’s okay” escapes his lips. and he’s making expressions you’ve never seen before — gritting his teeth, clenching his jaw, brows furrowed and mouth agape as he takes what he wants from you. he’s gripping your thighs, pressing your knees to your chest and folding you in half, leaving bruises in his wake — as if he wants to be rougher — but he can’t. bc he doesn’t want to lose control. he’s always been good at it, even when you acted like a brat. but god, you seem to test him every day — even when you don’t mean to . . .

[nylilcosmos]

Messmer The Impaler 𖣂

[strxbrrysugar]

Tomura as your bf…

Just general hc’s

And kinda what I feel like people get wrong about him (emphasis on what I feel)

Tags: gn!reader, some smut towards the end, ended up longer than I expected 💀, I obviously have a lot of opinions about this

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• first of all, I feel like people forget sometimes how normal he is. Like, yeah, he’s a super big criminal and all that stuff…but he’s also like a 20 year old dude with 20-yr-old-dude habits and feelings yk? It’s kinda a weird balance, but I feel like in the show we see a very good representation of when he’s ‘on’ and when he’s ‘off’ the villain side of himself ykwim?

• so, kinda in the same vein as that, somehow people make him too normal, or too innocent/kinda stupid. We know he’s not stupid at all, he’s super analytical and stuff. He’s just like…quiet. Like people almost make him sheltered just because he didn’t grow up experiencing much stuff. Just because he didn’t experience it doesn’t mean he doesn’t know about it.

• that goes especially for romantic/relationship stuff. Like, yeah, he’s probably never had a crush on a real person before, but he knows what a crush is. He’s not an idiot who would ‘accidentally confess it’ to you. He’d probably spend weeks like ruminating and trying to convince himself he doesn’t have a crush, and it’s only obvious because he actively avoids you more than the others

• then on the other side, people make him too mean and controlling. Hot take- he’s way more chill than y’all think. Like guys…we literally see the way he treats people he cares about. He’s not outwardly mean or controlling, and makes it extremely clear how much he trusts and respects them. And in the later seasons, his whole thing is about ‘letting the league live how they want’.

• so, no, as your boyfriend he probably wouldn’t have to give u permission to go places and keep you super close. You could probably go days without talking and he’d be chill. You wanna go out for a few days? Fine, let him know when you plan on being back. You need to go do something private? Fine, don’t tell him, but he might ask when you get back. I could see him going either way on like having your location at all times, but he probably wouldn’t check it all that often unless you’ve been gone for a while.

• ok…might step on some toes, and I know I’ve been a victim of this myself, but the bad boy x good girl type tropes would not fly with him. I feel like he’d be the type to genuinely HATE having to take care of someone. He values his team because they’re strong and capable, and the same would apply to someone he’s dating. Having to consistently save you or help you during missions/fights would probably piss him off more than anything.

• because of that, I feel like he would simultaneously be more lenient with someone he’s dating and have higher expectations. Like, yeah, you can get closer. You can annoy him a bit more before he snaps. You can invade his space more than anyone else. But you better have your shit together when it counts. It might even be like a leadership thing, like if he’s gone for whatever reason for a long time, he’d trust whoever he’s dating with making decisions, or at least with getting the league together to decide all together. And during missions and stuff, he’d expect you to be fully capable of yourself. If he has to help you once or twice, then fine, but don’t make it a habit.

• another thing- PEOPLE FORGET HOW COCKY HE IS. It’s kinda like the ‘making him too innocent thing’. People make him way too nervous and anxious. Literally a huge chunk of his character is consistently being arrogant. He believes 100% in his ideals and his plans and all that, and he gets frustrated when things don’t go his way (although that’s more in the beginning of the show).

• so while dating, he wouldn’t necessarily be ‘shy’. I feel like if he needed guidance or whatever, or just needed to know something about what you want/like, he’d ask straight up. If he wants attention, he’d be offended if you decline after he asked for it. If it’s his first time doing something (dates, kissing, whatever) he’d probably look it up first and go in fully confident, but take whatever notes you have.

• since he asks things straight up and spends so much time researching you, he knows you. Like, 100% knows you. Everything about you that he can find or get out of you. And he doesn’t judge you for anything, or very rarely, and never for anything you can’t change. He chose you for a reason- because he likes you- and that means everything…or at least 90%. It’s probably to the point where he can predict how you’ll react to most things, he knows your mood as soon as he sees you, he knows when somethings bothering you.

• idk the best way I can describe him is like…independent, observant, and indulgent. He’s highly independent, and he expects you to respect that. He also expects you to be independent, and not cling too much or try to push him to open up too much. As I said, he knows everything about you. But he’s also just keeping an eye on you. He won’t stop you from doing what you want, but he’ll make sure you’re alright. As for indulgent, we all know he likes to treat the people he cares about if he has the means to do it. If you really want something, whether it be material or something from him, he’d most likely do his best to make it happen.

• and one last thing…THIS MAN IS A YEARNER. He is touch starved. He is affection starved. Once he accepts his feelings, and once he knows you feel the same, he’s locked in. You can’t pull him away from his main goal, but keeping a significant portion of his ideal fuyure reserved for you is a new piece of his puzzle. I feel like he’s the type to just…admire. He keeps a lot of thoughts inside, especially when it comes to feelings, so instead his thoughts are only obvious by the way he looks at you.

• we know he admires his teams strength, which extends to you. He trusts you. He values your skills and your presence. So when you’re in the middle of a fight and he has a second, he’s admiring your strength. When you’re planning or contributing to his own plan, he’s admiring your mind. Even when you’re just messing around, he’s admiring your smile, the way you laugh, and your happiness becomes a priority.

• another hot take: he’s not that much of a perv and doesn’t sexualize you. I honest to god can’t imagine him pushing boundaries like stealing panties or smth. I feel like he’s too self aware for that, like he knows that’s actually gross and weird (sorry if ur into that). And he wouldn’t be the type to randomly slap your ass or make some weird comment. If he’s horny or whatever, he’d probably just give you a specific look or take you in private and tell you what he wants. If say no, then no. If you say yes, then it’s yes.

• that’s not to say he’d be a conventionally ‘good boyfriend’. Obviously bro has his issues. He’s not emotionally available, he’s too focused on his goals, and he doesn’t show affection very easily (especially verbally). But, assuming you’re also in the league, you have issues of your own.

• Besides that, I feel like he’s the type of bf that people complain about on tiktok like ‘whole girl in his bed and he’s playing League instead’

• It’s no secret that he cares, though. In his own way, but deeply. And he would never, ever, intentionally hurt you- physically or verbally or emotionally…unless you did something REALLY bad like completely betray him/the league in some way.

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Ok nsfw time.

• obviously he’s a virgin when you first get together. He doesn’t try to hide it, and he’s not shy at all. As we’ve already established, bro goes into everything with full confidence after his own ‘research’…and surprisingly is actually kinda good.

• he’s analyzing every single thing that’s going on, especially when it comes to what he’s doing to you. The exact sensitive spot on your neck. The amount of pressure from his hands that makes you shiver or relax or arch into it. The perfect speed of his fingers or tongue or cock. He has a mental checklist of everything that makes you moan or blush- what makes you cum the fastest. And he’s always redoing the list- what you like depending on how you feel, what time of day it is, where you are. He knows it all.

• lowkey I feel like he’s kinda lazy though. He’d probably prefer having you ride him so he can lay back and just watch how he can make you fall apart with minimal effort. But he likes putting in the effort too. He likes holding you down, bending you over, seeing just how far he can push until you break completely.

• in general, I think he’d be more dominant. Again, he’s full of himself. He likes ‘winning’. He likes being in charge. But sometimes, he’ll let you be in charge, just because it makes you happy. Don’t forget who’s really the boss, though…

• he can also be surprisingly soft though. If you’re both really tired- like wake up in the middle of the night horny kinda sex- he’d probably hold you a bit closer and fuck you a bit slower. And since he knows exactly how you’re feeling at all times, he can tell when you don’t want him to be super rough, like if you’re having a hard day or just generally feeling kinda sensitive, but you still want him.

• tbh he’s praising more than degrading. It might sound mocking or teasing, but he’s always telling you how good you are, how well you’re doing, how you make him feel. It’s only when he’s angry or ‘punishing’ you that he actually starts degrading you.

• and…unfortunately…I feel like bro isn’t cumming inside if you’re able to get pregnant. Again, he’s not stupid. Even chancing an accident as big as that is out of the question, no matter how much you both want it. (yes, I’m aware I write him cumming inside in my own fics, but let’s be real rn)

Anyways, thank u for coming to my tedtalk I’m going to bed