hi!

18 she/her i write sometimes!

[ohangeleyes]

alright, i'll be the one to say it. ao3 and tumblr becoming "mainstream" did so much damage to the community and the writers. i have seen loads of videos and posts about:

1. people hating on writers and fics. writing is something we do for free and for fun. if you stumble upon a fanfic that isn't necessarily your cup of tea or you just don't like, scroll. dont read it. literally leave their page. you don't know if this could be the author's first work that they're so excited about, you dont know if the language they're writing in isn't their first language, you dont know that the writer could be a literal teen and loads of other reasons. fanfictions don't HAVE to be perfect. you write what you want to write because we do it for fun and enjoyment and we want to share that to the world. seriously, what is the wrong with that?..

2. x reader consumers getting WAY too entitled. the number of tiktoks i've seen that say "i run a strict program when it comes to reading fanfics." girl you aint running shit. this is FAN FICTION you're reading. F A N F I C T I O N. there is no denying that most fanfiction writes are beyond talented but just because you read one fanfic that exceeds your expectations doesn't give you the right to talk down on others that don't. people have their own personal writing style, their way of doing things and you talking shit on that isn't right.

at the end of the day, we are all humans, reading and writing is what we do and what we're meant to do. and for you to talk shit about a person WRITING is so insane. we are humans. not some robots that you can tell what to do so you can consume it.

i've seen so so many authors take down their fanfics and losing all motivation to write because of a hate comment. DONT LIKE DONT READ‼️

and to every author reading this, this community values your work and your contribution. we love u and, please, never let anyone's negative words have an effect on you.

[vilschnheit]

WHY IS BLENDER SO HARD TO USE UGHHHHHHH I JUST SPENT 6 HOURSSSSJDKDK MAKING SOME STUPID MUSHROOMS BRO

[bloomflix]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ it's obvious how bunny and sae are rivals… their current competition? who pleasures you, sae’s “cute little girlfriend”, the best

sae doesn’t know why he agreed in the first place; the moment he brought it up to someone who wasn’t bunny, that he had a girlfriend, bunny just had to intervene, saying “she’s out of your league,” in the most annoying tone. sure, sae was annoyed, but thinking about the fact you were going to have a date later on cheered him up.

then one thing turned into another, and he suddenly found himself competing with bunny to see who would make you cum harder, faster. so there you were—in between your boyfriend and his biggest rival.

"mmph sae...baby, you feel so good—!" you gasped, loving the way sae was feeling up on you. his arms were around your waist as your back was further pushed against his muscular chest. quiet, low moans slipped from your boyfriend's lips the faster he fucked you on his lap. your hips rolled against sae's as his cock pistoned into you and pummeled your g-spot with ease the more bunny made his presence noticeable. 

"damn itoshi, what a cute little girlfriend you have there." your eyes narrowed at bunny, standing in front of you with his arms crossed and an evident tent in his boxers. sae scoffed before grabbing your chin with his free hand and kissing you intensely like he had something to prove, all the while his cock disappeared in and out of your cunt, clamping down.

“i’d brag about her too with the way she’s so pretty taking cock.”

to see your boyfriend so mad…you couldn’t lie about the fact that it turned you on.

sae was usually sensual, gentle even, but now? it felt almost exhibitionist to be fucking like bunnies (no pun intended) in front of his biggest rival.

his nimble, slim hand grabbed at one of your breasts, his index and thumb rubbing your nipples and feeling the supple skin as he continued kissing you, and when you let go, you felt delirious.

“‘m gonna cum, sae—fuck, you make me feel so good!” your voice hit an octave you didn’t even think was possible, the more your boyfriend’s cock hit your g-spot in the specific way he had you.

“come undone for me, lovely,” he groaned, holding eye contact with bunny as his pace quickened and the tighter he held you as you bounced on his cock vigorously. “yeah, baby; such a good girl for me, yeah?”

you said his name as if it was a prayer, feeling your cunt twitch against his cock and your skin becoming feverish and slippery the more you moved yourself on him. his wet thrusts became sloppier—more erotic, and you felt white covering your vision and a scream escaping your lips as your arousal gushed out around his cock as ropes of his cum filled you after.

you felt your legs shake, your cunt swollen and filled in an instant, and your tears blurring your vision as your breathing was attempting to slow down. sae was gentle, lifting you from him onto the cum-soaked sheets.

you turned your head slowly, looking at bunny, who let out a light laugh at your pathetic sight. "quítate [get off] ; my turn now."

your chest heaved up and down, your lashes batting continuously and hole twitching in anticipation and post-orgasmic relief. your hooded eyes followed him walking towards the bed and taking off his shirt smoothly.

“hi baby, think you can be a good girl for me too?” bunny mused, his hand resting on your sore hip and his thumb rubbing your soft skin.

the bed was weighed down by your head, and you looked up to see sae, holding his still-hard cock in his hands and rubbing it slowly. your voice squeaked ever so slightly as sae caressed your face so gently. your lips brushed his angry, leaking mushroom tip as you took it in your mouth, the salty taste of his pre greeting your tongue.

meanwhile, bunny grabbed at you with such force, you knew you were going to have bruises. you exhaled sharply as you felt bunny tease your slit with his erect cock already dripping in pre-cum and your arousal. it was mean...rough, even; it was the complete opposite of sae, whose breathing became shaky again the moment your mouth suctioned onto his sensitive cockhead. your cunt twitched—it ached—for bunny to do something; you almost felt like you were betraying sae.

you whined on his tip, the more bunny’s touches became borderline torturous; intentional. his thumb pressed on your clit roughly and rubbed it in slow circles.

“muñequita, no jodas. por qué escondes esos sonidos tan bonitos que hiciste para el..?" [dollface, stop joking. why hide those pretty sounds you made for him?]

bunny looked up at sae, whose expression was grim and nothing short of pissed off, and slammed into your tight cunt in one squelch!

you screamed and let out a stretched out, muffled moan; the vibrations coming from your throat and your sudden movement caused sae to gasp a little. you grabbed his cock as you licked his shaft and attempted to deep-throat him.

it was downright deplorable, but sae couldn't help but keep staring at the way your cunt swallowed his rival's dick; the way a little bump formed at your abdomen with every harsh thrust and with the way he could hear his cum being pushed back into your pussy. jesus, it was almost hot.

he looked down at your face—your stupid little expression of ecstasy and overstimulation, the more bunny fucked you dumb with literal tears forming in your eyes. it was stupid, but he couldn't deny how hard his cock was getting with your lewd face and the fast way you sucked him off.

“fuuuuck, baby. you gonna come? come around my fucking cock, yeah?” bunny laughed sardonically as his hands roamed on your body and stopped at your breasts. he pinched your nipples hard, eliciting a muffled cry from you. "damn it, preciosa, your legs are fucking shaking."

every word uttered from bunny's lips resembled mockery, and you couldn't get enough. he was like a double entendre, with his sweet honey-like tone, yet the cold and humiliating underlying effect it had on you. "'m gonna c'm—mmph!"

"yeah, preciosa?" [precious] he teased, pushing on your abdomen with one hand and rubbing your clit with the other roughly. "c'mon, baby..."

your choked sobs heightened, and you felt your legs shake as your arousal gushed out of you in a way that you never had done before, all the while bunny continued at his relentless pace that was pushing the bed's headboard onto the wall in a rough fashion. at this point, both men were moving insane, and you could feel them getting close. despite your tears blurring your vision, you could see how sae's balls tensed, how his expression and arms were stiff, and could taste the salty pungency of his cum in your mouth, forcing you to swallow.

your breathing was labored, and your stomach felt hot with ropes of bunny's cum landing on your flushed, bruised skin. you felt your legs still shake and cum still dripping out from your hole.

meanwhile, sae glared at bunny, his face contorting into a deep scowl at the sound of bunny's quiet mocking laughter. "get the fuck out."

bunny smiled, "i knew i would win, anyway!" he put his shirt back on and whistled at you. "let me know when you want some real pleasure again, muñequita, and not some—what do you say? tepid dick."

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a/n: i miss posting for bunny wjbvlweeoubefoq

[kosmogrl]

september was practice… in october I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in november I'm getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in december I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in february I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in march I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in april I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in may I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in june I’m getting my shit together

[kaxoohaa]

is it just me who absolutely LOVES smaus. Like they are such a fun read. It feels so much more interactive and fun than the usual fic and it makes me sm more entertained. Especially when the plots good too like YESSSS. Has me staying up till late just to finish reading one.

pls recommend smaus from any fandom I will literally read it no matter what they r SO FUN.

[mayplepie0]

oh my god what do i say! - older brother loki texts part 2

starring: older brother!julian loki & little sister!reader , hugo x reader pre-relationship

contents: smau, crack, fluff. hints at reader being lactose intolerant at the end. loki is being sassy & overprotective. might be ooc. everything is basically just reader admiring hugo and gushing to loki abt it. hugo takes reader on a date. hugo uses “ma chérie” (my dear) & jolie (pretty).

notes: last text is after the msgs with hugo btw. yeah loki took it out of context LMAO. part 3 anyone 👀

part 1

© mayplepie0. do not repost, translate, or copy any of my works | dividers from: @/suupersonic @/doll-fairy

[mawofthemagnetar]

What do you mean “chat” is now referring to ChatGPT and not twitch chat? What? What? What the fuck? No?

When I address chat I am speaking to a presumed Greek chorus of real human people shitposting on their lunch break, not a machine that devours lakes to covert electricity into slop.

[loveridden1999]

i want to be free

[feppydoodles]

first post on here... kinda nervous

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

hugo will surely meet you again, it’s fate !

your trip to france was in the middle of summer.

the hot june sun was beating down on your back, and your feet were dead from the tens of thousands of steps from that day. you were only two days in out of your three month long trip—if this was how it was going to be the entire time, you were truly going to die.

your eyes were glued to the tiles on the streets, not realizing you had bumped into someone until you felt a dull pain on your head. “oh shit—i’m so sorry.” you stammered, phone and earbud case falling out of your pockets.

you groaned, crouching down to reach for your dropped items, but someone handed them to you before you could even blink. you glanced up, meeting deep burgundy—nearly black—eyes. “thank you.” you met messy and long maroon hair and a deadpan expression.

“i’m in love with you.”

you nearly choked, blinking rapidly at the words that had just exited the redhead’s mouth. yet he still looked as if this was just another day in the office, expression unchanging. your entire face burned, eyes wide. passerby probably didn’t know you were going through every single chemical reaction possible internally.

“oh, uh, i, um, what?” you asked, mind malfunctioning. you were still crouching down awkwardly, as was the stranger. yes, the stranger. you had no idea who the hell this guy was, nor did you know his age or his name or anything about him.

you stood up stiffly, and the stranger did as well, wind blowing in his maroon hair perfectly. he looked like a model. “as i said, i’m in love with you.” his gaze was observant, quietly unraveling every feature of yours, every inch of your body. yet there was a tiny glimmer in his eye that told you this was more than just logic.

love at first sight, maybe? cute, but you weren’t interested. you were here for three months, and you were here to lock in (to eat all of the french pastries). plus, you had to go home anyway. you didn’t want heartbreak. “no thanks, i’m not interested, sorry.”

he raised an eyebrow. how the hell is this surprising to him? “oh, i see.” you almost let out a sigh of relief; maybe he’ll back off now. then you could forget this hot, tall, nice guy you met in france randomly.

“guess i’ll have to try harder to convince you then.”

excuse you?

your jaw went slack—how the hell were you supposed to respond to this? “no, genuinely, i don’t think you understand. i’m a tourist. i’m here for three months and i’m gone.” your french wasn’t perfect, but hopefully, you got the message across. “plus, i don’t know you. like, at all.”

at that point, a few passerby stopped to stare, noticing your discomfort. the stranger tilted his head. “i’m vivien hugo. i’m seventeen, a member of the french u20 football team, and i currently play for pxg’s u20 team, though i’ll be transferring to play for arsenal soon.”

so this guy was famous as well? and likely rich? the thought of going home was getting farther by the minute with hugo in front of you.

“and i’m also your future husband, so i suppose it is important for you to know me better.” goddamnit, did this guy have any friends growing up? you were already red in your cheeks, but at his comment, your entire face was probably redder than his hair.

“sure, buddy. whatever you say.” you retorted, furrowing your eyebrows. “nice to meet you hugo. you live around here or something?” you were practically the same age, but since he was a pro player, he probably had his own living quarters.

“i do. i’m guessing you stay at a hotel?” he asked. you nodded.

“i’m not telling you which one.”

“i wasn’t interested in knowing anyway. we’ll meet again even without conventionally necessary information.

this guy was pissing you off. “alright. see you then, hugo.” paris was a city with far too many people for you both to meet again. that’d be ridiculous. with that, you turned your back on him and walked away.

of course, you just had to be wrong.

because when you left your hotel just two days later, your head ended up making impact with yet someone yet again. your earbud case and phone ended up falling out of your pockets again.

“i’m so sor—wait,” your eyes widened, mouth opening wide. “hugo?!” no way. there was absolutely no way such a coincidence could ever exist. and yet you were met with his familiar burgundy hair.

“oh, you’re staying at this hotel. my apartment complex is actually right next to it.” he pointed at the building next door, which you hadn’t even realized was an apartment complex until he said so. no fucking way.

“guess we’re fated after all. not that i doubted it in the first place.” hugo stated, picking up your case and phone casually.

“oh my days,” you breathed. “how?” you hated how steady his gaze was while you were having a meltdown. this guy, this creep, was stuck around you now!

“destiny.”

“not a good reason…”

“you can choose not to believe it, but we’re fated for each other.” hugo replied. “i was actually looking for you, but i suppose destiny decided to be kind and drop you right in front of me.”

you pressed your lips into a thin line. “okay, what is it?”

“you’re traveling alone, i assume. you’re also only here for three months, so i was just thinking that you might need a guide. i only have practice for a few hours five days a week anyway. it doesn’t matter to me.” hugo tilted his head.

“you want me to accept a stranger’s offer?” you asked. “sorry, i don’t have the survival instincts of a walnut. i barely know you.”

“it’s your decision. but just so you know, i am a celebrity by technicality. i have a reputation to uphold. i can’t just kidnap you or mistreat you. that’d be bad for the both of us.” hugo said. you had to admit, he did have logic in his argument. “again, your choice.”

your budget didn’t allow you to find a tour guide, so this was really your best shot. and despite stranger danger, you had to admit that your gut and instinct really sensed noting off about hugo.

“fine.” you sighed. “sure. i’ll do it. you can be my tour guide or my helper or whatever you wanna call it.”

“that’s a deal.”

you hated to admit it, but vivien was good company.

he was blunt and could be preachy at times, but the thing was that he was completely aware of the times he was being annoying…and he completely owned his it as well. you had to admit, he was pretty funny, even if his humor was unintentional most of the time.

when the final day came, vivien decided to bring you on a walk. it was the evening of a weekday, and the park was quiet. the sun was setting softly, and the loudest noise was a small breeze and crickets.

you sat on a swing, meanwhile vivien stood against the swing’s metal beam. you didn’t want to speak. what the hell were you supposed to say to him? you were probably never going to see him ever again.

“well?” vivien began.

“what do you mean, ‘well?’” you asked. he looked at you as if you got 1+1 wrong.

“do you love me?” he asked. you choked on air. “i told you when we first met that i was in love with you. that hasn’t changed, not at all. do you love me back?”

your cheeks dusted pink. “i, well,” you did. you loved him, definitely more than just a crush would ever account for. he was practically your only non-digital communication for the past three months.

but this was bound to end.

and you didn’t want to leave.

you didn’t answer, instead standing up from the swing and walking towards him. when you were in front of vivien, he tilted his head—which was perfect for what you were about to do next.

because your hands cupped both of his cheeks, and you brought his lips to yours without hesitation.

vivien reacted within milliseconds, bringing his hands to your waist and only pulling away to catch for his breath. his cheeks were scarlet, his mouth open for air, and pupils dilated, this was the most emotional you’d ever seen vivien.

and he was so, utterly, completely in love.

“stay here,” he whispered. “just stay with me. i can cover costs for everything. i’ll do anything for you if you just don’t leave.” his gaze softened. “marry me if you need to. just don’t go.”

a bitter smile made its way onto your face. “vivien,” you grazed your thumb across his cheek. “i wish i could, but you know, i’ve got a life to live. and i’ve got senior year waiting for me back home, and graduation, and my friends, and i’ve got so much ahead of me. i love you, vivien. i really do. but this was never meant to last long anyway. if someday we meet again, but in a place where we could be together for longer, i promise i’ll marry you.”

you didn’t expect to be met with dejection, and that wasn’t what you received in the least. because vivien looked more determined than ever.

“that’s a promise. no take backs.”

you kissed his cheek. “no take backs.”

even two years later, you can still vividly remember your plane ride home.

you didn’t cry in front of vivien. you forced yourself not to, not when he dropped you off at the airport or when he stayed with you all the way until you entered security check and he had to leave.

but you were absolutely bawling your eyes out on the plane ride. and it was pathetic, to get so emotional over a 3-month summer situationship over a boy you’d probably never see again.

but there was just something about vivien that you couldn’t get over.

senior year went and left faster than your previous summer. midterms, finals, winter break, midterms, ap testing, sat, act, finals, graduation.

the next summer just wasn’t the same without vivien. rather than go out every day and enjoy the sun, you instead rotted in bed and just scrolled on social media. you shouldn’t be so hung up over him. you shouldn’t even remember him.

yet you did.

you applied to 12 colleges, all within your home country except for one: a university in london.

though i’ll be transferring to play for arsenal soon.

you still remembered vivien’s words. you didn’t want to search him up; you didn’t want to see him without being able to love him. but if there was even the slightest chance that you could get into that university in london, then maybe, just maybe, fate was real.

the university in london was the only one you were accepted into.

so you packed your bags and left. only your freshman year of college was just lonely. you didn’t see vivien. not a single time. no hearing his name in the streets, no seeing him on billboards, nothing. and sure, you kept your grades up, but you were in an entirely different country with no friends.

even though your college was impossibly close to the arsenal headquarters, you were never once able to get tickets to any matches. they just sold out too quickly. football fans were scary.

you didn’t return home for the summer between freshman and sophomore year of college.

your fate was determined in the middle of summer.

the hot june sun was beating down on your back, and your feet were dead from the tens of thousands of steps from that day. you were only two days in out of your three month long summer break—if this was how it was going to be the entire time, you were truly going to die.

your eyes were glued to the tiles on the streets, not realizing you had bumped into someone until you felt a dull pain on your head. “oh shit—i’m so sor—“

this scene felt strangely familiar.

when you looked up, every single one of your dreams manifested.

because vivien hugo looked at you as if he saw an angel, and your earbud case and phone were the prayers that led him to you.

“i finally found you.”

© 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐢.

▶︎•၊၊||၊|။|||||။၊|။• this tiktok. holy invisible string theory…my girl looks SO in love on slide 3 omg

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 @/𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝-𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬!

@tookertherook

[whatagrump]

Apparently a lot of people get dialogue punctuation wrong despite having an otherwise solid grasp of grammar, possibly because they’re used to writing essays rather than prose. I don’t wanna be the asshole who complains about writing errors and then doesn’t offer to help, so here are the basics summarized as simply as I could manage on my phone (“dialogue tag” just refers to phrases like “he said,” “she whispered,” “they asked”):

“For most dialogue, use a comma after the sentence and don’t capitalize the next word after the quotation mark,” she said.

“But what if you’re using a question mark rather than a period?” they asked.

“When using a dialogue tag, you never capitalize the word after the quotation mark unless it’s a proper noun!” she snapped.

“When breaking up a single sentence with a dialogue tag,” she said, “use commas.”

“This is a single sentence,” she said. “Now, this is a second stand-alone sentence, so there’s no comma after ‘she said.’”

“There’s no dialogue tag after this sentence, so end it with a period rather than a comma.” She frowned, suddenly concerned that the entire post was as unasked for as it was sanctimonious.

[thewritinggrindstone]

And!

“If you’re breaking dialogue up with an action tag”—she waves her hands back and forth—”the dashes go outside the quotation marks.”

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

Reblog to save a writer’s life.

[jaydove-writes]

Thank you

[localcanadiancryptid22]

Oh my god thank you. No wonder grammarly keeps complaining about my punctuation when I boot my writing up into word counter

[j2yin]

wife, or future wife, same thing

vivien hugo x reader / warnings : hugo is a YAPPER, hugo is blunt asf, hugo is cute, reader is lowk kinda mean to him 🙁, reader likes chiikawa, reader had a tough time making friends, reader doesn't do well under pressure, ignore the time it doesnt matter

synopsis : hugo saw his future wife during his shift as a pizza delivery guy ... hes down bad asf ...

a/n : THIS IS KINDA LONG I HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT!!!

©j2yin 2026 - dont copy, steal, or repost ! thank you

[jurisnow]

MY BF BUNNY

summary: random texts with your boyfriend

pairing: Bunny Iglesias x Fem!reader

warnings&notes: cursing, slightly mean reader, crackfic

- ૮[ ˶+ ༝ •˶ ]ა

for: @childesdog69

[jurisnow]

ICE ICE BABY - various blue lock x snowboarder! reader

summary: as a famous person, you love the attention youre getting from your fans. Except someone.

character/s included: too lazy to write them all

warnings&notes: otoya has a lot of haters

- [ ᗜ ˰ ᗜ ]

Reo got rejected

[vilschnheit]

-THE GUY NEXT DOOR

ft. aged up!megumi fushiguro

summary — your neighbor megumi is way too fine for his own good

genre — smut :3

warnings — uh well it is smut guys not anything to extreme tho, bad writing, inexperienced writer, female reader

wc — 2.6k

A/N — my first LONG FIC OMG THIS WAS IN MY DRAFTS FOR MONTHS so its all over the place. AND TYSM FOR 200 FOLLOWERS GUYS I LOVE YOU ALL

You moved to a new place about a month ago near your college. The last place you had wasn’t cutting it, it was way too far from your university and it was in the middle of nowhere, more than that you had no car so you had to take public transport every morning for at least 45 minutes. Torture.

Your new apartment was pretty, cozy, the rent wasn’t much and many of your friends were living close by. The best part though was the cute guy living on the apartment across you. Tall, dark hair, and beautiful eyes that you could stare at for days. You wanted him bad.

He wasn’t very talkative but he tried his best, you did everything to initiate conversations, in the hall, in the elevator and literally everywhere. You had gotten kind of close; you had each other’s numbers incase ‘something happened’, you would hang out on days where none of you had nothing to do, watch a movie or something. But that was it. Nothing more, it was like he had put defenses just for you to not get any closer. It was getting frustrating…

It was now Saturday nothing to do but chill on your bed, then you got a call from your landlord, you grabbed your phone and pressed the ‘answer’ button.

“Hello?”

“Ah! Miss Y/N, sorry for the disturbance in this hour but there seems to be something wrong with some pipes down in the lounge that are connected to your apartment. I’d have to ask you to spend a few a nights somewhere else to fix the problem.”

“Oh…uh when will I have to leave?”

“Today. Just for a week though! At most, truly sorry for the late notice but we just found out and we have to fix it now.”

“it’s fine, I’ll find somewhere to stay don’t worry”

“Okay thank you! Goodbye!”

The called ended and now you were wondering where the hell would you go, all your friends had roommates, your parents live way too far so that’s a no too. Then a thought popped to your head ‘Megumi’, maybe he would let you stay if you begged enough…

You got up from your bed, wore your sleepers and started walking towards your door. When you reached his door, you contemplated on asking him or not, again, but you had two choices, ask Megumi, or live on the streets. Of course you were going with the former.

You knocked on his door twice and waited patiently, after a second you a heard footsteps from his apartment, and then the door opened, revealing the man you were fantasizing about on lonely nights, in all his glory. He looked like he had woken up minutes ago, he wore some gray sweatpants, hanging from his waist so low, you could see his v-line, a black thin shirt that when he stretched you could see his abs peeking from it, his dark hair still tangled and his eyes looking straight into yours. Well your mouth was watering at the sight you could say…

“What’s wrong?...” His morning voice, so deep and captivating.

“Why would you immediately assume something is wrong?”

“cause it’s you”

“ugh fine, well…uh..I need a favor…”

“just tell me already if it’s something I can do I’ll I do it.”

“Could I stay with you for the next few days?, the landlord called and told me he needs to fix something in my apartment so I have no other choice, you don’t have to say yes just you know…”

“oh sure, I don’t mind”

“seriously?”

“yeah I have an extra bedroom anyway, just grab your things and come whenever you want, I wont be going anywhere for the rest of the day”

“okay thank you so much, ill go pack up” That was the last thing you said as you quickly went to get your things.

Your were excited, living for a few days with a gorgeous man was not on your bingo card.  While you were taking some necessities and putting them in your bag, you had an epiphany, a plan to make him crack. You can’t say you were oblivious, you knew how his stare would linger a bit when you bent over to grab something, or how he wouldn’t look you in the eyes when you wore something that exposed your cleavage, and you are sure he knew how you would stare at him and think about how his cock would feel inside you. You could already feel all the things he would do to you that other men couldn’t.

Then plan would be to wear the most slutty clothes you freaking owned, and do anything to make him notice, act like nothing is going on, everything is normal, slowly watch as his walls crumble down and wait for him to make a move.

You stopped day dreaming, closed your bag and quickly walked to his apartment door, you rang the doorbell and waited for a few seconds.

“hey come in”

You went in, looking around, like trying to find something specific, his house was kinda boring, too minimal, not much of decoration, but what did you really expect of him. Even the comic books on his shelves looked too much for him.

“You can put your things in the room next to mine, make your self at home”

Oh you will, you just nodded and went to place your things in the room like he told you.

It was almost night now, you had taken your bath, changed into some skimpy shorts that hugged your ass like a glove, and a tight shirt, that if you moved just a little your boobs would spill it out of it. What can you say you were a woman with a plan, a purpose.

Megumi was showering, you sat on his couch waiting for him, watching a stupid movie you found playing on the tv. Then you heard the door open, you turned your head towards the sound, only trying to stop yourself from drooling.

You saw him, towel hanging from his waist so low, like he knew what he was doing, his upper body looked like it was sculped by a Greek god, his hair wet, sticking to his face and the steam flowing around his body.

‘Okay this is not going as planned’

Okay you were staring a bit to obviously now, your eyes were ready to pop out.

“my eyes are up here”  you looked up at him when he said and responded with a

“haha..” while rolling your eyes.

He continued walking to his room and you turned your head to watch whatever was playing on the screen cause you clearly forgot what it was. You could feel the heat pooling in between your legs, the friction your thighs were making when the touched each other. Oh god, he was driving you crazy you had to get on with the plan, and really fast.

You got up from your seat and went to the bathroom, you looked at your self in the mirror to see if everything is perfect. Make up, good. Hair, done. Clothes, perfect, showing the perfect amount of skin.

You walked out of the room and saw Megumi sitting on the couch, he turned around, and looked at you, his eyes drifting a bit lower than usual, he was really trying to be district, but to no good, cause you noticed. You always noticed. You started fangirling in your head.(real)

You sat next to him, his scent surrounding the place, you could feel how hot his body was just being next to him. You almost had an orgasm right there.

You just sat there watching the movie with him, the time passed, and then you started having some small talk that turned to something else. Talking about something very interesting…

“so you are telling me you haven’t had a good orgasm, like never?”

“God Megumi all I said was that no one has ever made me you know…squirt, or something like that…”

“same thing”

“it really isn’t, I think you are a bit confused”

“whatever you say, so what else has no one ever did to you?”

“uh…I don’t know, give me head I guess”

He looked at you, like you just said you hate him or something.

“you are kidding”

“no seriously”

“don’t you wonder how it feels?”

“of course I do, but you know, not one of my exes ever wanted to do it for me” You did think about it, a lot actually, but you had lousy exes, every “man” you had kept saying is disgusting and stuff.

So what he said next really surprised you.

“I could do it if you want…”

Your mind paused, you were giggling inside your head.

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“then do it.”

He grabbed you by the back of your waist and pulled you close to his face. You closed your eyes, and felt his soft lips on yours, he kissed you like a hungry man, his tongue slipping in your mouth from time to time, making you feel even hotter than before, if that was even possible actually.

He pulled away from your mouth, lifting you up and laying you down on his couch. His calloused hands, parting your legs, open just for him to see.

“You were driving me crazy all day, wearing this skimpy shorts, you were waiting for this, weren’t you?,,,”

He pressed a soft kiss on your clothed pussy, making you let out a moan. He couldn’t hold out any longer, he grabbed the waistband of your shorts along with your panties and took them quickly off of you. He tossed them somewhere in the room, grabbed your thigh, the perfect amount of rough, and just stared at your pretty cunt.

“look at how needy she is…” He then started sucking on your clit, and the only thing you could think of was how good he is at this. Your eyes were rolling in the back of your head, and your moans were getting louder every passing second.

He was lapping at your juices, and were starting to feel the knot forming in your stomach.

“oh my god, megumi…”

He then inserts two fingers in your cunt, making you moan even louder. You placed your hand on his head tugging on his hair, making him letting out a groan that caused vibrations against your pussy. His fingers going in and out, hitting that perfect spot that made you see stars, curling them in all the right places. His other hand now on the lower part of your belly, putting just the right pressure.

“oh-ohhh…I’m close. I’m so fucking close! Please Megumi…”

His fingers going faster and faster, his tongue lapping on your clit. Then the knot once formed was long gone, you came all over his face, but apparently he was not stopping anytime soon.

“megumi stop! I’m sensitive!”

“not now baby…”

You tried to squirm out of his grip, but to no vail. Then you felt it, a feeling you’ve never felt before,

“it feels like I’m gonna pee, Megumi stop…”

“no no… let it out, it’s okay, it’s not that baby’

Then you felt it, you gushed all over him, your back arched as far as it could. Your juices were all over his face, you lifted up your head to look at him, you could say he was really enjoying it, maybe more than you.

“you okay?”

“yeah..”

“yeah? Then let’s continue”

You looked at him with wide eyes but before you could even utter a word, he picked you up bridal style and carried you to his bed.

“what? You really thought this was over?”

You just looked at him and said “maybe..”

“baby…we are just getting started”

Then he laid you on his bed, you could feel the soft fabric of his sheets on your skin, the aroma of his room filling your nose, his hands roaming softly on your body, you were in bliss.

You were now both completely undressed, his fingers were slowly circling your clit, then you felt it, he push two fingers inside of you.

“fuck!..”

He continued pushing his long, slender fingers in and out, curling them when needed. The he started going faster making your eyes roll to the back of your head. The knot started forming in your tummy again, you felt it, he felt it.

“you close?...i can feel it”

“y-yeah..please don’t stop Megumi…”

Unfortunately, just as you were about to come, he pulled his fingers out, making you whine.

“hah…whyyy?...”

“I want you to come on my cock, look at you…so desperate already”

He grabbed your legs and pushed them back next to your head, his tip pressed on your pussy, slowly grinding it on you.

His face flushed, then he started pushing his cock inside you.

“fuck…you are tight..maybe I should have prepped you more..”

That’s when you understood how big he actually is, his pretty tip slowly disappearing in you making you moan loudly, you clenched around his grithy cock hard enough to pull out a loud groan from him.

“s-stop clenching like that, I wont be able to move…”

‘imsorry…can’t help it..you feel so good”

Then he bottomed out, a loud sigh coming out from his lips, you were panting already, the only thing on your mind was how hot his body felt against yours, his cock deep inside you, and your moans were filling the room.

He started moving, going deeper and deeper. He then pressed his hole upper body on you, his head next to yours, whispering in your ear

“been waiting for this for so long…you have no idea”

You tried to answer him, but couldn’t the only thing coming out of your mouth was blabbering. The new position was making his cock go so deep, touching your g-spot in every thurst.

You were losing your mind here. You felt him pull out for a moment, thinking you could take a breath, though that thought was discarded quickly as he slammed right into you.

“ngh!...”

“you gonna cum for me baby? yeah?...”

“h-hah! yes!”

“all for me right? My pretty girl…all mine”

You only moaned in response.

“look at me and say it.” He said grabbing your chin and lifting your face up to his eye level.

“yesyes all yours gumi!”

He started going faster, his hips slapping the skin of your ass, his hands holding your legs up and his eyes locked into yours. His lips now on a full make out session with yours, your  spit mixing with eachother and when he pulled away the only thing connecting your mouths was a string of saliva.

“fuck im gonna cum…I love this tight cunt, it’s like you were made just for my cock”

“madeforyou…yes!”

“yeah? cum with me baby”

The you felt it, the orgasm hit you like a slap in the face, a loud moan leaving your lips, your eyes rolled to the back of your head, his cum painting your walls white.

Your loud panting filled the room, then he slowly pulled out of you and laid beside you. He turned to look at you and kissed your lips one more time.

You broke the silence by saying

“well, we are definitely doing that again”

A low chuckle left his lips and said

“I’m gonna go run you a bath for now, okay?’

As he was about to get up, you grabbed his arms and pulled him next to you back on the bed, you pushed the hair stuck from his forehead and kissed him.

“we can do that later…”

“wasn’t that enough?” his daily deadpanned expression looking straight at you.

“no…”

Then he lifted you up and put you on top of him, a small smile on his lips. You started grinding on his lap as he said.

“huh, ride me then.”

—vilschnheit. please leave a comment and reblog if you wanna thank you for reading LOVE U

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