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Charlie from smiling friends scar info!!
because im tired of seeing myself in another universe getting done DIRTY!! GIVE HIM HIS DEFECTED HEART !!!
If Raiden was your father:
"I'd rather die than submit to you."
The whumpee, fairly new and fairly defiant, spits up at the whumper from the ground where they're kneeling. They half-expect to be hit, mocked, threatened or punished further for their declaration; instead the whumper looks pensive for a moment.
"Okay."
With nonchalant ease they pull out a gun. It stops inches away from the whumpee's quickly paling face, and as the safety clicks off the whumper relishes in silence their suddenly frantic backtracking.
Hi! Can I request masochist whumpee who feel disgusted by themselves?
“You love this.”
“Stop…”
“You can’t get enough, like…damn, just look at yourself! You’re fucking insatiable.”
“I-I don’t…”
“God, it’s all denial with you. Come on, you know you want it. Don’t think I don’t see how you get [hard/wet] when I cut you.”
“Please…”
“You’re a freak. You’re disgusting. Say it.”
“…no…”
“Say it. Say the truth, fucking say it.”
“AH! N-No—I’m a freak!”
“You’re disgusting.”
“I’m disgusting!”
“You want this.”
“I…no—”
“Whumpee.”
“…I-I want this.”
“Good. Very good. Now let’s finish you off.”
“Just one more. For me?” Nanami’s breath is hot on your ear, tugging your lobe between his lips. He’s working overtime to pleasure you, pressing the fluttering vibrator deep into your clit, slipping it up and down your leaking cunt after every climax, only to smear your cum back onto your swollen bud. He’s still fully clothed while you’re sat completely naked on his lap on the couch, legs spread wide for him, your face buried in his shoulder, moans muffled against the fabric of his t-shirt that’s damp with your drool. Your arms are wrapped around his neck, holding onto him for dear life while his free hand massages gentle circles on your back, as if he isn’t just wrecking you apart right now.
“Too much,” you stutter, giving him yet another orgasm. It’s your third of the night. He asked for one more after the first, then again after the second. And, of course, he asks again, as he turns off the toy, setting you beside him as he shrugs his pants off his legs. “Another. Please?” he coos, giving you a naughty grin.
You nod, lying flat on the couch, spreading yourself wide for him once more. Your eyes are hazy watching him stroke his cock vigorously in his fist, licking his lips while he positions his head between your legs. When his tongue laps at your arousal, you let out whine, sitting up to stare at him. “Kento!” You were expecting him to fuck you, not eat you out. Not that you’re complaining.
He reaches his hand up to your chest, pushing you back against the couch, fondling your breasts. “Just one more, like this.” His lips latch onto your sensitive clit, slurping and sucking on you like he hasn’t already made you come three times, unrelenting and vicious. You whimper from the sensation, knees wobbly, toes curled into the cushions, vision blurry as you gaze up at the ceiling, reaching your fourth high. He chuckles into your skin, giving you a wet smooch on your bud before nuzzling into the plush of your inner thigh, humming. “That was a good one, wasn’t it?”
You relax, pussy fluttering around nothing, still feeling the euphoria coursing through your body. Before you can properly process what’s happening, too fucked out to think straight, he drapes your legs over his shoulders, fingers wrapped around his veiny shaft, tapping his cockhead on your puffy clit. He flashes you that winning smile you can never deny, eyes hungry for more. “Last one, I promise.”
AS A MUSLIM THIS MAKE ME SO HAPPY
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 😭😭💕💕💕
EID MUBARAK!!
Just a simple fan of an indie game not many people know about :P
A young , dark haired Aiden laid across the living room floor , grabbing crayon after crayon and tracing it roughly across the paper in front of him . He seemed to be drawing . . Something of a sort , but the look of excitement on his face was obvious , and he couldn’t wait to show his parents ! He liked drawing , a lot actually . It was fun seeing the colors blend together into something silly and weird , and he hoped they felt the same .
He stood up , proud for once . It’s been a while since he was proud . Well , of course he was still young and has yet to be more accomplished of whatever he puts his mind too ! . .
But sometimes , looks feel different . It could be the same facial expression played out over and over and still represent something entirely new , depending on who you were . It wasn’t rare for him to look that way , but it wasn’t common . He quickly ran , occasionally tripping over his socks on his way to the kitchen with his dad on what seems to be an important phone call , not unusual to see .
‘ Hm ? Oh yes , hold on . What is it Aiden ? ‘
Aiden had tugged slightly on the edge of his father , Daniel’s , pants . He stared down at his son , confused for a second till he put up the brightly colored . . Cat ? Unicorn ? He couldn’t really tell . . But he saw how excited Aiden was by the messy picture , it was obvious from that beaming look in his eyes . “ . . Lion ! “
Oh . A lion ? He was close to guessing right , as it was just one big cat ; the overuse of bright colors confused his brain for a second . He thought for a moment , remembering of the nature documentary Jessica had put on once . Aiden liked the lions . But Daniel paid barley a mind to it , he was too busy .
‘ Oh , that’s uhm, good job Aiden ! Show your mom okay ? I’m a bit busy right now . ‘
With the ruffle of his hair , Aiden was sent away to find wherever his mother was and show her his new masterpiece ! He knew that his father was busy . He always was . But he still paid attention , and complimented on his work , even if he didn’t see it . He liked the affirmation of it . Giddy , he quickly found his mother in her room , calling someone as well . Who were they calling so much ? The thought had quickly left his mind , running to her side and doing the same movement as before , tugging at her pale - purple looking dress . It didn’t look that good on her in his eyes . Maybe red instead . He liked red .
‘ So — what ? Okay hold on for a second . What do you need ? ‘
She glared at her son , annoyed by the sudden interruption . The glare didn’t feel like a complete one though . . if that makes any sense . It wasn’t “ My gosh , can you leave me alone ? “ , more like a . . “ I’m busy , what is it now huh ? “
But , those two may have just been the same to Aiden , just different wording used to lessen whatever pain he might feel if it was what he thought it to be . Despite being completely full of excitement and persistence earlier , he pulled up the paper in front of her , shyly . The glare . The glare was still there went he felt the paper leave his fingers . He didn’t look up to tell if it was , he could just feel it piercing through him . He just didn’t know what it portrayed .
He heard a sigh . ‘ What is this ? ‘ He felt afraid to utter anything . Why ? She’s your mother Aiden , you’re not supposed to feel that way . Maybe it’ll leave after he speaks .
“ . . L . . Lion . “ .
Aiden felt a part of him break that day when the sound of crumbling paper hit his ears , ringing . He felt a hand grace his face and lift it up , now facing his mother , more calm seeming .
“ Aiden , look at me . Don’t . . Waste your time doing stuff like that , you don’t need it . Here . “ She held out what seemed to be another piece of paper , decorated way more neat compared to what he had created earlier , with bold letters staining the top .
“ I signed you up for a piano recital a few days ago . Your good at that aren’t you ? I used to play piano a lot when I was your age but gave up too fast , so I know you’ll be better . “ Aiden stared towards the ground . That’s all he was able to do . He didn’t like piano . He didn’t like that , he didn’t like violin , he didn’t like all the quick timed puzzles they sat in front of him , he didn’t like it . It wasn’t fun . He likes puzzles in itself , but he didn’t want to feel like he had to obey to do them . Like it was a force he couldn’t resist . That’s how forces are right ? You can try to push against them but in the end they’ll always have the upper hand . You can beg , plead , cry , shout , it’s the same in the end .
That’s how it was supposed to be , right ?
“ I’m sure you wont disappoint me . Will you ? “
.
.
“ No . “
“ I hope . Hah ! Now , carry along and get some practice in . Stick to that , okay ? “
“ . . Yes “
“ Yes , what ? “
“ . . Yes , mother . “
“ Good . “ Aiden turned towards the door , holding back anything he had urged himself to say , mutter , cry , or even shout . He doesn’t want to defy her , he can’t .
“ Aiden ? “
He didn’t turn his back .
“ I love you . “
.
.
“ Love you too . “
PART 2 COMJNG SOON I PRKMSIE !!!!! ITLL BE HAPPIER AND SHORTER maybe IDK HOPE U LIKED THIS TEE HEE GIGGLES I just popped my toes so good rn why am I saying this
okay working on it RN !!!!!
unmatched ship dynamic: "i've done terrible things in the past" x "all i care about is who you are in the present"
BITCH LOOK AT MY FUCKING WIFE
You guys don't even know 😭 I could jump for joy rn, look at his cunty ass, LOOK AT HIS JEWELY HE'S JUST LIKE ME FRL ITS
bitches that are there to see the general marcus acacius movie walking into the same theater as the middle aged men there to see gladiator 2
I would plait the shit out raditz’s hair man don’t even try me
it’s a regular thing when they go the market (he likes it)
