Maybe It Was Your Fate To Be Dragged Through Dirt And Then Purified By The Same Hand That Dragged You

“Maybe it was your fate to be dragged through dirt and then purified by the same hand that dragged you through it?”

this life changing quote had no right being in a fucking gojo x reader fan fiction. i remember staring at it for like 5 minutes and i was speechless.

@tawus you’re insanely talented.

He learned how to play Mary had a little lamb

shoko save me shoko

someone please flesh this out into a 5k word fic or something.

I’m just saying that if Dabi would want you, his girlfriend, to fuck Shigaraki, A) he would wanna watch and B) he’d make you show him your cum dripping pussy afterwards

Thinking about Ino as one of those scare actors at an amusement park during halloween season, walking around with his mask on. He sees you from a distance, easy prey flinching and screaming at every little thing that jumps out at you. He finds it cute, wants to watch you even closer.

Your friends force you to do one of those haunted houses, walking through each room in the dark, that creepy feeling of someone watching you lingering with each step you take. In a state of panic at one particular scare, you're separated from the group. You're left alone, in near tears, until Ino pulls you by the wrist through a dark hallway. You follow, both scared and intrigued where this mystery man is taking you.

He leads you into a bedroom, shutting the door closed behind you. You can barely make out his face since it's covered up in that black fabric, but you recognize his frame, the hot touch of his skin on yours. "Taku?"

"Hi baby," he says, lifting up his mask to show you his smirk. "Are you okay?"

You grin at him, pulling him closer to wrap your arms around his neck. "Now I am, thanks to you." You knew your boyfriend would be working tonight, though you didn't expect him to have time to find you, especially like this. Thankfully, he did.

He removes his mask entirely, stuffing it in the back pocket of his black pants. "Do you want to go find your friends now?"

You nuzzle your nose to his. "Not yet."

"No?" You can feel him smiling as he kisses you, his grip on your waist tightening. "What do you want then? Want me to scare you?" His voice is husky now, kisses hasty.

"Yeah," you moan, body buzzing with excitement. "Make me scream."

The shrieks from the other guests are loud enough to hide the loud moans pouring out of your mouth as Ino fucks you from behind against the creaky door of this dilapidated bedroom, his fingers slippery on your swollen clit. He knew he could have his way with you if he caught you in a moment of weakness like this, terrified and vulnerable. But it's not like you made it hard for him. You wanted to get lost, to be rescued by Ino, who you caught in your peripheral just outside the entrance, following you from a small distance away. Deep down, you had a feeling that he wanted this just as much as you did, and now, you've been proven absolutely right.

Eventually, you do make it out of that house and reunite with your friends the same way you came in, except with your boyfriend's hot creampie stuffed inside you. And Ino miraculously manages to slip out of there undetected, returning to his post with his dazed expression hidden behind his mask, already eager to see you again after his shift ends.

matching hairstyles ⋆˙⟡