#damp

[shutternoise]

Damp Forest [Jan 18 2026]

[queueniform]

would you still love me like this:

[nicdoesntexist]

Arboreal Silence

[kiteknots]

The Hermitage // Tay Forest Park

[nobeerreviews]

I can hear your whisper and distant mutter. I can smell your damp on the breeze and in the sky I see the halo of your violence. Storm I know you are coming.

-- Robert Fanney

(Oașa, Romania)

[mrsgojoo]

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ : ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛ..

Toji never thought he would find himself here, especially for as someone as guarded as him. I mean who would fuck someone who he labeled as just a fling?

Well obviously him.

Your face tucked into the messy, sweaty sheets of the mattress. Toji was taking you from behind, his grip strong. He was holding your face into the mattress — he wasn't taking any of the crying tonight.

He was already angry, too angry. You were just supposed to be a fling.

... A fling.

He cant help but think about it, this pussy to good to just be labeled as... “A fling.”

Bent over, close to crying. Your little hands compared to his gripping the bedsheets, Droplets of sweat starting to drip down to your neck to your chest.

“... Mmm, well ain't that a lil' pretty sight mama?”

It's embarrassing.

Toji hands hovered over your hips, and then started to grab them, using you as momentum to pull you hard back onto him. His other hand gripped your hip hard enough to bruise — he thrusted into you with wild renew. Holding back for him wasn't a thing at all. He lets one hand free just to pull on your hair.

So hard, and so close. You cant help but whimper and cry.

“Ohhh, You cryin?, woman up.”

You were slow to reply, eyes closed and glazed.

“i-im not.. i dont cry—"

He cuts you off, with a sharp thrust that leaves you forgetting how to breathe for a second, god he was so THICK.

“ohh,so you lyin' to me now hah? lil' girl dont play with me.”

You were quick to close your mouth before attitude could slip out.

And that only makes him go harder, the tip kissing your cervix — your eyes widen, eyebrows raising — it was so stupidly cute. Your lil' whimpers muffled from the sound of the pillow, just for him to grip your hair tightly, from the scalp — and plop you onto a pillow on your back. Roughly too, not a care in the world. Though he made sure your head didn't hit the headboard.

He grips your hips, hovering over you in a slutty missionary style. Your legs thrown over his hips lewdly, the sound of him entering in and out of you echoes through the room.

The headboard creaking against the wall, your sure the neighbors know his name the way you keep sayin' “toji!”, At this point, you might have to buy a new bed entirely because it's already dipping.

While he strutted in and out of your wet folds, your velvet walls clenching — you thought you were gonna cum, but then you felt something unrecognizable approaching.

a clear liquid came gushing out of you, the sheets damp and close to almost completely wet. That was alot. Toji slows down before he comes to a stop, you close your eyes — praying this was a wet dream gone wrong. You were completely mortified. Before a sweet, hushing sound came to your wake.

“mm, shh baby — theres nothin' wrong. Just made ya' squirt a lil' thats all. Don't be embarrassed that i made ya' feel good mama.”

It brought you to relaxment, and excitement at most. Before you exhale, close your eyes, and think its over.

“You though we was done? Get ya' ass up and on ya' knees, we not done by a long shot.”

Yeah he's keeping you now.

[nnneol]

who put these freaks on my canvas. They should kiss