This Is Him - Tumblr Posts
in case you needed to hear it today:
it’s okay to use your turn signal when you’re changing lanes
it’s okay to use your turn signal when you’re taking an exit
it’s okay to use your turn signal when you plan on turning (can even be done sooner than 2 seconds before you’re about to turn)
you have a turn signal. in your vehicle. two of them in fact.
you are so brave and beautiful and smart and can do it. using your turn signal
osamu likes to take you on night drives when you first start dating. there’s a hoodie always waiting in the passenger seat, warmed by his body on the drive to you. his palm reaches for yours in your lap as he strolls lazily through your neighborhood. it’s quiet and reserved, intimacy hidden in the moonlight. when he reaches a main road, he places your hand on the gear stick. palm hot and tight over yours as he switches gears, he keeps you there, never wanting to lose contact.
HEAR ME OUT—
one word. Xavier.
when your fave kisses you while you have an orgasm. so you’re reduced to a messy, trembling, sobbing state, squirming under his body, moaning against his mouth and almost choking from the lack of air, saliva dripping down the corners of your mouth due to the blissful sensation, unable to reciprocate and just lay there with his tongue plunging into your mouth, eyes crossing and pussy throbbing around his cumming cock.
james potter the moment he’s left alone in the room
regulus would ask him what he’s been doing for the last few hours just for james to show him this LMAO
HELL YEAH, THIS IS SO GOOD AND EXACTLY HOW HE WORKS!!!!!! Gosh, I'm so glad my boy inspired you, thank you so muchh!!! And the writing is on point, the descriptions, the pacing..... Yes.....
A job has to be done.
Inhale. Exhale. The thrum of footsteps and traffic drowning out any ambient noise was the perfect distraction for a certain boy. Pink, curly hair that stands out in a crowed was hidden under a grey hood and sunglasses. Hands shoved into his pockets as his eyes glued to his target.
In his black bag was three key items. His mask, gloves and a sterilized machete. In his hand was his phone as he rung up one of the lackeys and asked to direct it to boss.
“‘O is this?” “Tiger Millionaire.” “Ah, T. Good to hear from you, do you have your eyes on the target?” “Yes, although he’s a bit quick- hold on, He’s ducking into an alleyway.”
Following quickly, swerving past pedestrians who were rushing to work, or those leaving. Taking a swerve past a tall man, he finally enters the filthy passageway, seeing the man duck behind a corner as the boy neared. Dropping down his hoodie and snatching the items from his back, gloved hands grip the hilt of his weapon as he began pacing quicker.
Peeking around the edge, he spots the man now pressed against a boarded up wall, covered in plasters of old newspapers and notes. He was hyperventilating as he looked for a means of escape. He stopped entirely when he saw Steven emerge, pressing the machete against his leg, hiding it in the dark alley.
“I- Huh? Who are you?” “Not of importance.” “You’re just.. a kid! I thought.. HA! I shouldn’t have been afraid, you guys were bluffing, blu-” He didn’t finish his sentence when Steven swung down his machete and bludgeoned the human’s chest, watching him crumple down and gasping for air as blood began pooling around his torso. “Come again?” The man could barely speak as he lifted his shaking arms to protect his body. Tutting silently as Steven swung down again, the machete going through one arm clean, but getting embedded in the bone of the other. Twisting it horizontally made the bone snap like a twig and made the man scream out. Smothering his cries with a gloved palm, he slit the throat with a quick swipe, blood spurting onto his face. Stumbling backwards, he made sure that it didn’t drip onto his clothes, before looking at the crumpled body of a man whose life was fading right before his eyes. The final steps were easier as he pick pocketed the poor fellow, discarding the machete in the nearest trash bag, and pocketing three hundred in cash, an expensive watch and a credit card. A wondrous pay off, he smiles.
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This is for a friend of mine. @pyralart is pretty cool, check em out!