Checking In On U Since Its Been Three Months Since Ur Last Post :((no Pressure Of Course, Just Wanted

checking in on u since its been three months since ur last post :(( no pressure of course, just wanted to make sure you were alright <3

hii!! im good, just dont have many ideas on what to write tbh. but tysm for checking in, didn’t think ppl would think about my blog tbf🩷🩷🩷

girl it’s not possible for men to be eaten out😭 they have dicks they can only be sucked off

is this a troll im sorry i don’t understand 😭

it is CANON geto is a MAN with a DICK.

umm yeah im very much aware??

Hi!! Just popping by to say that I loved your Suguru fic!! <33 it’s quite short, yes, but I’m obsessed with the dynamic that you conjured ❤️❤️

aw thank you so much! i didn’t think ppl would like it that much honestly lol! but tytyty🩷🩷🩷

Suguru hates the taste of curses. He hates the aftertaste that persists in his mouth, that doesn’t leave no matter how hard he brushes his teeth or how much sickening sweet candy Satoru gives him.

Even when hours pass, no matter how many boiling hot showers he takes, nothing takes away the disgusting feeling that swallowing down curse after curse brings.

He has tried everything, every single thing that comes to mind to not have the aftertaste of a vomit soaked rag stuck to him for hours.

But nothing works, he is sure of that, he reminds himself as he leans over the bathroom sink, trying not to throw up after another “successful” mission and another curse swallowed.

As he takes deep breaths, trying to come up with something, anything, that could help him, he hears a knock on the door, followed by your gentle voice asking if he’s okay.

He’s always seen you as one of his closest friends, the one that is there for when he feels like no one can help him; when he knows Shoko is too busy with her own shit, and Satoru could only try to come up with a joke and probably wouldn’t take him seriously, he knows that the one he can always turn to is you.

Soft, sweet little you. Too kind for your own good, with a heart too big for your petite form. So selfless, always worrying over ‘Sugu’ even when he doesn’t deserve it, even when he pushes you away, not wanting to stain your pure self.

Just like right now, as he contemplates whether to let you in or tell you to leave. He pictures your pretty face in his mind, how it probably is adorned with worry and concern, your doe eyes big and glassy.

His heart clenches at the thought of you walking away all sad after he told you to leave. He can’t bring himself to push you away.

So he tells you come in, he just wanted to reassure you after all. But when he sees you coming in and rushing to check him over for any injuries, clad in your fluffy pajamas and fuzzy socks, his mind fills with images of him doing everything but reassuring you.

And that’s how he discovers that there is, in fact, something that can help him out.

He knows that this is all he needs, your pretty cunt in his face is where he belongs.

Your plushy thighs around his head and your sweet juices smeared on his cheeks are just what he needs to forget everything about curses and the awful feeling that they leave him with.

He reprimands you for keeping your heavenly pussy from him all this time; how could you be so selfish :(

He laps at your folds like a starved man, moaning in your cunt like he’s the one getting eaten out. And he’s so messy too! After all, how could he not be when he finally found the perfect treat to solve his problem?

“Fuck sweetheart, you’re such a messy girl mh?” he grunts, like he’s not the one turning his head side to side to smear your juices all over his face.

“This pretty pussy loves me so much, doesn’t she? Gushin’ around my tongue like that, bet it wants me to fill her up too..” he says as he toys with your puffy pussy and swollen clit, looking up to see you all dumb and stupid, babbling something about how it’s “t-too much!”.

But you clearly don’t know what you need, not when your hole keeps getting wetter and wetter.

“It’s not too much, silly girl. You can take it, I know you can. You want your Sugu’ to be happy, don’t you baby? You wanna be my good girl, yeah?”

And how can you deny him? You do want to be his good girl, his best girl!

So you spread your legs wider for him and let him lap at your messy hole, and you don’t even complain when you feel his thick cock prodding at your entrance, stretching your pussy nice and full :3

hello ^^ ( thank you sososo much for the love on the other posts! send me requests if you want :P )

Nothing on my mind just olderbf!Ghost being such a meanie, not letting you cum for soo long after he saw you talking to some random boy at your college.

“P-please..wanna c-cum soo bad d-daddy, p-please ‘m so s-sorry..” you whine and beg as he abuses your little cunt, spanking it red and occasionally thrusting a finger inside just to torture you a little more.

He knows you were just being friendly, your pretty little head not understanding how flirty that boy was being; still, he just can’t help but punish you. You look too precious all teary eyed and pouty, he just has to spank that pretty clit once more!

“I know baby, I know” he mumbles while rubbing that sweet spot inside your pussy with two fingers, stretching you out. “Maybe next time you won’t act like such a slut huh? Tch..” he says in a calm tone, even if his cock was hard and leaking and every fiber of his body screaming at him to fuck you, ruin you and mould your little cunt to the shape of his cock.

He thrusts his fingers faster into you, ignoring your sweet cries and pleas, and just before you could cum he pulls away, leaving you babbling nonsense and whimpering like a bitch in heat. With a grin on his face, he unbuckles his pants:

“C’mere lovie, maybe if you do a good enough job with your mouth I’ll consider making you cum”.

yea.. i need him :3