I Dont Know Who Needs Tho Hear This But

this is the look of the purest love.

how much sylus has endured, all the hatred the world has shown him, both when he was a fiend but also as the leader of onychinus.

the profound impact sorceress mc had on him for his heart to remain so pure, not just for her but for others he cares about like luke and kieran.

she thawed his heart that had scabbed hundreds of times over, healed it, and helped transform it into the heart of gold he always had but that had been stripped away from him from the ruthless acts of humans and the sanctuary

sorceress mc seeing sylus as himself, not the demonic monster everyone else saw, and accepting him/loving him all the same? changed his life forever.

he lived, served cunt, died, got resurrected, served even more cunt

Y'all.. my alt on tiktok has been discovered by my friends 😥😥 the love and deepspace alt 😥😥😥 instantly swapped to private I cannot have myself being exposed like this

seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

"I'm sorry. He's just very busy."

꩜ trigger warnings | this is 18+ content. there are no specific kink warnings for this drabble.

"fuck." a low hoarse curse tumbles from caleb's throat. with his hips pinning yours against the mattress there's truly nowhere for you to go. one thick palm slides up the curve of your ass, keeping you pulled flush against him while his other hand tugs at the metallic chain around his neck, slinging the dog tags to the back once more. his pace only falters for a moment before he picks it back up again, pounding into you, fucking you hard and deep. your blunt nails dug into the firm and taunt muscles of his shoulders and back, anything to keep you tethered as he fucks you. there's an audible squealch that rings through the room, your cunt making a mess of his pelvis, creaming his cock.

a low and frustrated growl vibrates in his chest when his dogtags slide around his neck once more, dangling right in your face, the metal glinting and swaying with every thrust. his hand, this time with a slight tremble to it, comes up to grab the two tags, bringing them up to his mouth as he bites down on them. you shouldn't find the sight as erotic as you do — sweat beading around his temples, his brows furrowed in focus, the muscles of his abdomen tightening with every heavy thrust into your fluttering cunt. caleb feels you clenching around him and a faint smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. he knows your close, he knows your body too well for you to hide anything from him. "c'mon," he grits out. "give it to me. be a good girl and cum for me, yeah?"

??? EXPLAIN INFOLD PLEASE ???

You’re telling me we kissed before?? And never talked about it again??

Okay but hear me out… kiss practice trope 👀

Street interviews would absolutely get MC in trouble 😂

sometimes i feel like im climing up this incline again alone but thankully sisypus and the itsy bitsy spider and here with me

GUYSSSSS

When mc was a baddie in the night of secrecy card!!