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I'm Pete, I hate you, go away. -Indie blog for the red goth from South Park-

[redgoth-fuckoff]

Pete rolled his eyes at the demon before he went to the coffee pot, brewing them up a fresh pot of coffee (using the nicer brand that he saved for nicer occasions like this) and poured a couple of mugs and brought them, along with the cream and sugar, to the table. He took a seat besides the demon and gave a teasing smirk, “Are you going to make me say Grace before we eat too, Mom?”

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

"Yes, actually," he rolled his eyes, flopped onto the couch and took the coffee. "Dear Bitchface, why you so ugly? Amen," he smiled, pouring a shit ton of sugar into his mug. "Say amen, Pete. You’re being rude." 

[redgoth-fuckoff]

He rolled his eyes and shook his head with a laugh, "Amen." He took his plate and his own mug to go sit by Damien, before digging into the food, cuddling up to him happily. "It's good.." He murmured between mouthfulls, shoveling a large bite of cake into his mouth. He had a pretty big sweet tooth.

[perpetualhiatus]

inspired by the disaster that is my life

[redgoth-fuckoff]

Elated but filled with trepidation as wel;

Genuine, or faux, I cannot tell

My heart bleeds and beats for your touch

So important to I, but to you, means as much?

Without this feeling I would be alone

Until I' buried, flesh and bone

So do not break e, don't make e cry

Or I will haunt you until the day you die

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  "I did request coffee upon our return," he raised his brow in expectation, taking the plates and plopping steaming food onto them. "Oh shit, I forgot a side dish. Uh…." Nonchalantly makes a cake appear and puts slices on the plates. "Perfect side dish."

[redgoth-fuckoff]

Pete rolled his eyes at the demon before he went to the coffee pot, brewing them up a fresh pot of coffee (using the nicer brand that he saved for nicer occasions like this) and poured a couple of mugs and brought them, along with the cream and sugar, to the table. He took a seat besides the demon and gave a teasing smirk, "Are you going to make me say Grace before we eat too, Mom?"

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  Damien was going to panic because he’d actually have to say I love you but relaxed, pretty much collapsing onto Pete’s tiny body while returning the kiss. “Okay,” he breathed, getting up, zipping up his pants but not buttoning it work it and finally took the food out of the oven. “You should get plates and utensils but wash your hands first because as much as I like licking cum off you, I don’t like it on my food.” 

[redgoth-fuckoff]

The goth laughed a bit, taking a moment before he finally managed to get up off the floor. He pulled his undies and his pants back up and made his way to the bathroom, washing up his abdomen as well as his hands before he came back out, smoking a cigarette while he grabbed a couple of dishes and forks, as well as a couple of cups. "What do you want to drink? I have coffee, soda, and water." Not much of a selection.

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  "I do, just not now because you’re clearly not ready," he purred into his neck, biting it softly and not stopping. Completely using the best techniques he knew to get him off. Because the food was waiting and the kiss, not distracting enough. 

[redgoth-fuckoff]

He nodded as he tilted his head back once more, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he finally gave in to the demon's ministrations, his voice coming louder and louder as his skilled hands brought him closer and closer to the edge. He bucked his hips, rocking into his touch, until finally, thankfully for the food, he released. He cried out his name, clutching at him and curling forward as his body shuddered and trembled, until he finally relaxed. Breathing heavily he smiled at him, giving a small laugh before he repeated those dreaded words, "Oh my god...I..I love you.." and sealed it with a  firm kiss. 

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  Damien just fucking deadpans at him “You know we don’t have to do it today, Petite Pete.” Nicknames always made people come back to reality. Also penis touching. which Damien did, with his hands. all stroking his dick and massaging his balls. There was no way Pete was ready for this. 

[redgoth-fuckoff]

He frowned a little at the nickname and the look Damien gave him. "..Do you not want me to-ah..F..Fuck.." he closed his eyes as his touch continued, finding it hard not to give back into the bliss, moving to shimmy out of his undies the rest of the way and spread his legs apart a bit. "...Okay.." he agreed, giving in. "Later then...Mm..Fuck, please don't stop.." he pleaded as he cupped his face and brought his lips back to his own, kissing him hard, deeply.

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  "Well," he groaned, grinding down rougher and faster, "You’ve never been on top and I’m not known for my ‘top only’ mentality." Damien really wasn’t. Top, bottom, it was all the same to him. Different pleasures, lovely pleasures. He never understood having a preference. 

[redgoth-fuckoff]

Pete licked his lips and after much, much difficulty he pushed Damien away from him with a whimper, panting hard. "Then..Then let me..Fuck you." He said, giving him a pleading look. "We'll eat first and then...and then I'll take on top." He said with a half grin, looking fucking petrified at the idea but excited at the prospect. 

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  Love does odd things to people. “I never said stop, just you need to tone it down,” he smiled, kissing back with ‘needy’ roughness. “Do you want to fuck me or have me fuck you? There’s a difference,” he exposed his neck more for him  while pushing him onto his back so he could grind into him. Never too sensitive for something to look sexy. “But seriously, food’s gonna burn if we don’t finish soon,” he breathed, pressing wet kissing along his neck and lapping at the cum. 

[redgoth-fuckoff]

Pete groaned as the other pushed him back, urging his hips towards him with a whine. He'd rather have the damn food burn then have to pull away from him. "Mm..I want you to fuck me...but.." he gave him a curious look, "I wasn't aware me fucking you was an..ahh..an option.." He tilted his head back as the other licked at his sticky neck, pushing his hips up again. "Nng..I don't want your..hard work to go to waste but.." He gave a pout and let out a soft sigh, "Mm..M..Move a little faster, then.. I'm..Ah..I'm almost there.." 

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  "After this we should get food in you and cuddle on your couch," Damien smiled against Pete’s lips. He’d be lying if he didn’t like kissing those thin little lips or that he liked making sure he got actual nourishment. "Cause you know, nicotine and caffeine aren’t  actually good for you." To which he emphasized ever word with a good tug on  his dick.  

[redgoth-fuckoff]

"Hnn..That..That sounds nice.." He murmured with a little grin, going back to kissing him, groaning at the tug, only to give a little whine. "Nn...You'll never get me to stop." He noted, tugging his hair with a whine, "Nn..I..hah..I wish you hadn't finished.." He gave him a look, his face red but feeling more confident in speaking his desires since Damien "loved" him back. "I..I want to fuck you.." he mumbled a bit, kissing down the demon's neck lightly, "I wanted to feel you again.." he couldn't describe much more, his nerves getting the better of him, but it was an improvement from some of their previous encounters when he could barely speak.

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

Boy Pete was a trooper, sucking him down like his heart would explode if he didn’t successfully get Damien off. Kinda cute how quickly he responded to ‘me too.’ Flushed face and leaking eyes. Wasn’t even an actual declaration and he would remember that. When the time came, he would remind the poor choking boy that he never said I love you. Not once.

Smiling at the thought, he encouraged him on, being worked up over the show Pete was giving between his thin legs, and groaning, “Okay, o-okay Pete, fuck man, I,” he pulled out gasping, and finished himself off. Now, he might have been a sadistic psycho but he wasn’t rude so he made sure he jizzed all over his small neck and shirt. “Fuck,” breathing hard and sank down and kissed him feverishly, cussing the time out as he started stroking the other’s dick. Again, not rude. 

[redgoth-fuckoff]

Pete gasped for breath as Damien pulled out, accepting the 'gift' of a nice dirty shirt and neck (and a bit on his chin) as the other came. He smiled a bit as he saw Damien's face, panting for breath, feeling a sense of pride mingling with the nearly overwhelming joy he was feeling (Which was not a feeling the goth was used to). He slipped his arms around his neck as the other came down to kiss him, brows knitting firmly together at his touch as he moaned into the kiss, spreading his legs farther apart and urging eagerly into his hand. His fingers went back to playing with the hair he loved so much as bliss began to fill his body from the other's touch, his hands tightening in his hair and then relaxing, unable to keep his body still.

[exorcisethis-deactivated2018033]

  Pete sure was taking his sweet time with answering and the touching wasn’t distracting Damien from his aggravation. Okay, the iron grip he had on the two-toned hair was a clear give away he was being distracted, with small gasps and whimpers just helping make clear how he fucking loved that ball of metal slid along his shaft. “Fuck, Pete,” he inhaled through clenched teeth, free hand burying itself into his hair. “Fuck,” he groaned, body going rigid when Pete finally spoke and just took him in his mouth right after. Right, okay. He knew that but it didn’t make the urge to just fuck Pete’s mouth ruthlessly if he was going to say shit then suck him off. Could teach him a lesson. Could…or.

Damien loosened his grip, sliding his hands down Pete’s head until he could stroke his face, his moans growing  louder. “Pete,” voice shaking as he tried tilting so he could see his eyes while pushing his dick further into his mouth. “I…I…Me too.”   

[redgoth-fuckoff]

The goth's eyes widened, his heart skipping a beat. He swallowed around him a bit, about to pull off, to ask if it was true but he found the other's cock sliding deeper into his throat and became quite distracted with not choking. His eyes welled up with tears as he gazed up at the demon, before he groaned around him, pleased, taking him as deep as he could take, sucking on his cock with a new found fervor, his head bobbing, his tongue sliding along the underside, all the while his hands searched for and gently squeezed his balls, raking over his thighs. He felt such warmth in his chest, a joy he never thought possible to experience. He was loved.

Those little tears rolled down Pete's cheeks as he closed his eyes, working over the shaft, eager to finish him off before that timer rang again. Normally he would be frustrated at the idea, not wanting to feel used by not getting off himself but that didn't matter now. He wasn't being used. It was love. Pete groaned around him, one hand sliding down to palm himself a bit, giving him a nice little show as he deepthroated his cock, and subsequently gagged a bit, only to take him back in once more with no complaint. What a trooper.

[redgoth-fuckoff]

He grinned at the suggestion, giving a shrug of his shoulders as they walked. “That’d be nice…No matter where we end up going, we gotta stick together.” He let out a small sigh. He didn’t have much hope that they’d get out of there, however. “Maybe we can at least take a trip somewhere, even if we can’t move away.” he gave a shrug, deciding to bring it up with Michael at some point too, see if they can brainstorm some ideas to get enough money. “Florida would be nice…”

[philolcgist]

Henri could bother her boys about just running away with her some place but there was no real hope behind it. Some part of her just knew the four of them were going to be stuck in South Park for some time.. ” I know, right? ” She asked, perking up the slightest bit. ” Besides all the old people around… Do you think that’s true? What they say about it being full of just tourists and old people? ”

[redgoth-fuckoff]

He made a face and laughed, "Ugh, I hope not...I can't stand being around old people." he grinned at him and gave a shrug. "Fuck it...We'll go somewhere else. Maybe California or something. At least California has drugs." he joked. Mostly.

[laugh-it-up-guys]

[rainbow--dash-101]

at the risk of this going horribly im going to do this

[fuckinwetback-deactivated201703]

reblogging this

because i’ll regret it

[i-like-landscape-okay-deactivat]

i accept

[constable-frozen]

mini elsa

[lanasmills-deactivated20150613]

what

[featherless-wings]

This is the actual strangest thing I’ve ever seen.

[orkwitch]

im calling the police

[nonomella-deactivated20171016]

here are some excerpts from my thanksgiving lesson. once class just couldn’t let the whole squanto thing go. it was not a particularly productive lesson.

[captainlordauditor]

it’s six months from thanksgiving but this post never gets old is squanto a chinese curse word or something

[coldwarqueer-deactivated2015022]

in russian they dont say “i love you” they say “пожирать плоть капиталистов” which means “we are one and the same” and i think thats beautiful

[taakovapes]