6 : Goldie Is A Mammon's Best Friend

6 : Goldie is a Mammon's best friend

<- Previous

I'm in

look all im saying is what if we went on a road trip to forks and the whole way there we listened to the twilight soundtrack and  dressed up like we were in the movies and went to the Carver Café and just go on adventures there, go to la push and take rad pictures but also act very mysterious while we were there and in our minds we look cool but in reality people are giving us weird looks and shit. I think that’d be pretty fucking rad.

Edit: LMAO I DIDNT THINK SO MANY PEOPLE WOULD REBLOG AND LIKE THIS… I found my people.

headcanons on bakujirou?

wooooo yeah more bakujirou

jirou introduced bkg to a lot of what his current music taste is now

play wrestle literally all the time and in the most inconvenient of places

like to write and perform songs together, just simple ones that only need percussion and any other instrument + voice

jirou’s a pretty good cook and they have alternating cooking schedules for each other

every time there’s snow on the ground and they’re walking back to the dorms they have a mini snowball fight. EVERY TIME.

hairy tummy reblog if you agree

I'm in love with him he's so cute and sweet and pretty and for what? Huh?

Oh wow..

touya + choking but maybe he’s the one that likes to receive 🙌🏻💯😤

cw — nsfw content. minors dni. f!reader, choking, creampie

you’ve learned quite a few things from hooking up with touya todoroki. things about yourself of course, but mostly things about him.

like how he’s a hand holder. the still-flesh-coloured parts of him blush– including his cheeks. sometimes he whimpers. other times he moans, high-pitched and pretty.

he likes when you ride him. how your fingertips scratch at the decayed part of his abdomen when you do, flattening against the coarse skin so you can grind yourself harder over his cock. he loves to watch your pretty tits bounce as wildly as you bounce your hips, relaxing into the mattress so he can indulge in the sight of you, his personal little pornstar.

he gazes at your neck, adorned with teeth marks and bruises that belong to him, and the next second his eyes flick down to your soft, delicate hands.

he grins devilishly, reaching for one of your wrists with his scarred hand and guiding it to rest at the base of his neck. your eyebrows raise, for a split second hesitant about what he wants from you.

“what?” you ask, just a little teasing, then your fingers curl softly around the column of his neck. “this?”

“harder, baby. don’t be shy,” he says, all breathy and husky. it makes you clench around him, sweet arousal dripping down his length as you bounce back on him relentlessly.

as soon as you tighten your fingers, his cock twitches as it drags against your plush walls. his eyes glint with content, foggy yet strikingly clear. he’s fucked out but so, so happy with how you effortlessly give him exactly what he wants.

“should have known you’d like this,” you say, half-whining. pleasure creeps up your spine and numbs your brain. your thighs burn. your thoughts are slowly becoming more and more muddled, replaced by your desperate need to cum.

“yeah?” dabi quips. it’s all strained– but to you it’s a sign that says you’re not squeezing hard enough.

once more, you push your fingers further into the sides of his neck, and this time his moans come out as mere wheezes. and his eyes roll back and he shudders beneath you, relishing in the way you take control of his body, sinking into your touch. no drug he’s taken compares to this.

chipped black nails sink into your thighs, your hips, your waist as touya helps you grind up and down his length. despite how lightheaded he is, one thing that remains clear is how badly he wants– no needs– for both of you to cum.

“gonna cum, touya?” you sigh, gazing upon his sheen-covered skin that makes him almost look like he’s glowing.

his teeth bite down on his bottom lip, the devious smile never leaving his face. his cock throbs, bullying into your cunt until it brushes against your cervix and leaves you tossing your head back, desperate to make it to the edge.

only a few more strokes, and then, the fire in your stomach erupts into an inferno. your arms slack, your legs tremble, and cries of touya’s name spill from your mouth.

you’re pulsing, clenching, and it’s utterly merciless on touya, who doesn’t stand a chance. not a moment later, he spills his load into your messy, sticky hole with twitching hips and soft moans.

you’ve let go of his throat by now, your muscles too relaxed to form any sort of grasp– but you’ve scorched your touch into his flesh already, a long time ago.