Neptilius

002; 'my life would suck without you' sequel

synopsis: after your huge fight with jack he does everything he can to make you feel better

The argument played in your head as you stared into space. You knew you overreacted and you wanted to take back everything you said but it was too late.

Tears pricked your eyes and you lazily pulled your comforter over you hoping it would shield you from all your problems.

A knock met your bedroom door and all the anxiety you felt before struck through you.

"Y/n can we talk?" You heard jack's muffled voice through the door call out to you.

You laid there in fear but you knew it was better to talk it out now than later.

"Come in." Jack came right in with no hesitation and shut the door behind him.

"Listen..I know you've been feeling- you don't know what I've been feeling." You cut him off.

"Your right I don't. I really, really don't.." he inched closer to your spot on the bed.

"Remember when I was having trouble writing lyrics for the album and I didnt feel like going to the studio?" Jack asked you.

"Yeah. That happened more than once." You chuckled tiredly and sat up on the headboard of the bed.

"And you always showed up for me. Now I would really love to show up for you if you'll let me." You took his hand and softly caressed the ring on his finger.

"I'm not going anywhere y/n. Your stuck with me." He smiled and caressed your tear-stained cheek.

"Why are you being so nice to me? I've been fucking awful to you." You asked as you leaned into his touch to hide the tears that threatened to spill.

"I can handle it." You smiled and gave him a soft kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Hey I got you something." He gave you a bag of kfc which made you look up at him with a pout on your face.

"My life would suck so much without you jack." You laughed and pulled out the items he got for you and him.

shushu tong

i only hate bleeding my guts out every month

in love with myself fr <3

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Toji taking baby Gumi fishing and Yuji with his grandpa 🥹

“oh gosh…” you moaned as your finger nails slide down the mans back, his arm under yours as you laid on your back. His fingers having a grip on your grey pillows. Your arms had no choice but to go over his shoulders

As his lower half fit perfectly in between yours before your thighs were so far apart, welcoming him in. Both of you bare and sweaty because yall were both on the edge.

He moves his hips in circular motion, digging his fat tip on your g-spot. “Oh- choso no more! I wanna cum!” You whined and his fingers moved your braids away from your face, looking down and at your ruined makeup, mascara sliding down, false individual eyelashes still attached, gloss and slobber around your mouth from the kissing and you moaning with your mouth wide open.

“No more?” He bites your bottom lip and you tighten your pussy around his already fat ass dick. He groans and pushes into you harder, hips still attached to eachother but thighs separating from each small but deep thrust. “You wanna cum on my shit huh?” He moves his lips closer to your ear. “Want me to fucking breed that nasty pussy huh?”

“I-im cumming- ouuuu fuck!” You cried as you heart started beating a little faster, tears forming and thighs trembling. But your thighs wasn’t the only one, chose hips started getting sloppy, getting off because your getting off, he sits up moving his arms from under you and putting both of his hands on your neck, now his hips are disconnected from your just to smack down harshly the neck, “touch the clit baby, want you to squirt on it.”

And you did, you did and you felt it.

You breathing turning labored and the feeling in your stomach that traveled to your toes and spine.

His face turnt into one of hurt, biting his lips so hard as manly whimpers fall through the closed mouth, eyebrows frowning and eyes unfocused.

That was it for you. You squirted and it was to much!

“Oh, fuckfuckfuuuck yes baby.” He moans and pulls you up by your neck, he sits on his heels just so he can fuck up into you like a desperate puppy. “I-imma fucking cum, gonna breed that pussy, ov-over and f-fuckin over again i swear princess.” One hand held on your lower back while the other one gripped the back of your neck as you felt the warm nut feeling you up.

ai does not belong in creative spaces. period.

Halle Bailey