Are We All In Agreement This Is The Most Unholy Face He Makes?

Are We All In Agreement This Is The Most Unholy Face He Makes?

Are we all in agreement this is the most unholy face he makes?

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4 months ago

Trending Topics - A Dabi x Reader Fanfic

I intended to post this on Saturday in honor of Dabi's Dance being animated but I finished it earlier than expected and I have no patience so I'm unleashing it to the world now, a few hours early lol. I hope everyone enjoys!

Smut. 18+. Rough sex. Creampie. Probably some other stuff I'm forgetting. Oh yeah, spoilers for Dabi's Dance!

Dabi leans back on the couch and holds his phone up to his face. “Let’s see what everyone has to say about my old man now,” he mutters, opening various social media apps to see what the general public’s reaction to his shocking video was. He could already imagine the outrage over the abuse allegations, the anger over the number one hero raising a violent murderer. He could also imagine the fanboys who would defend Endeavor no matter what, who would go to online war with the detractors who were horrified by Dabi’s video. All of it would be amusing to read through. Dabi will enjoy the online chaos. So he grins wickedly as he opens Twitter.

The names Dabi, Endeavor, and Todoroki Touya are already trending. Naturally. But then Dabi notices a few other “trending topics” that catch his eye. “#Dabisofine”, “#Touyasohot”, and “#SteponmeDabi” are all trending. Surprised and curious, Dabi begins clicking through some of the posts. After a few minutes, he sits up from the couch and stares at the screen incredulously. The tweets flashing by his eyes are definitely not what he expected the result of his video to be.

“OMG Dabi is so fucking hot! How have I never seen this guy before?”

“Okay Touya is definitely the sexiest Todoroki. Just look at him!”

“All I can say is, Dabi can light a fire in my panties any day!”

“Y’all… the things I would let Todoroki Touya do to me…”

“I want Dabi to rail me until I can’t walk.”

Dabi isn’t sure what to think about this. On one hand, he’s a little mad that his big dramatic reveal has been overtaken by posts like this. There’s even a long thread of posts and replies arguing over whether or not his dick has staples in it (it does, and the urge to tell them so wells up within him for a brief moment before dying away). But on the other hand, he feels… flattered? He’s never once thought of himself as sexy or even remotely good looking. All that scarring, all those burns… he felt like Frankenstein’s monster.

Years ago, he’d pretty much resigned himself to never having a lover. Who would want to even touch someone who looked like him? But it didn’t bother him all that much. After all, he was so focused on his revenge, he didn’t really have time for romance anyway. He’d shoved any thoughts of sex or love far away into the back of his mind. Of course he has hormones. He’s human, after all. Occasionally he even has urges, but he takes care of those himself.

Now though, reading through these tweets, those urges he’d shoved down are resurfacing. Out of curiosity, he clicks on the profile of the person who made that last tweet about wanting him to “rail” them. There are pictures of a very pretty young woman who looks to be in her early twenties. He also finds more posts about him.

“God, Dabi is so fine. Those scars really do it for me.”

“I wish I could feel that skin. All over me. I don’t care if he’s a villain.”

“Endeavor is a fucking monster. How could anyone treat such a beautiful person so badly?!”

Then more pictures of the woman. One of them in particular catches Dabi’s attention. It looks like she’s standing on the balcony of an apartment. In the background, he can see a restaurant sign straight across from her that he recognizes. Also in the background are several plants in colorful pots, sitting around her balcony.

Dabi rereads her tweets, then comes to a decision. He grins as he heads out the door.

*****

You hum to yourself as you water your potted plants on your balcony, then check your phone. There are tons of notifications from Twitter. Your posts about Dabi, Todoroki Touya, are getting a lot of likes. They’re also getting the attention of some seriously pathetic Endeavor fans who are trying, and failing, to justify the hero’s behavior. Some of them are just outright saying it’s all a lie, that Dabi’s video is just a phony hit piece. You can’t believe how naive they are, or maybe they’re just willfully ignorant. Either way, you’re already running through arguments and points in your mind that you can shoot back with as you step back into your apartment, leaving the glass door to your balcony open.

You step over to the sink and pour yourself a glass of water, still scrolling through replies with one hand, completely absorbed in your phone. A sudden sound, like a heavy thud, comes from your balcony as you’re walking back toward the door, about halfway through your small living room.

You look up from your phone and see Dabi himself standing just inside the door. He gives you a grin and says, “What was it you want me to do again? Rail you until you can’t walk?”

The glass of water slips from your hand and crashes on the floor. You don’t even look down at it. Your eyes are glued to this extremely sexy villain standing in your living room. One who has apparently read all the pervy tweets you made about him. Your mouth falls open, but you have no idea what to say.

He takes one step closer. “Or did you want to feel my skin all over you? Well, here I am.”

“Oh my God,” you finally manage to say, still staring at him. “Is this really happening?”

He tilts his head to the side, his hair falling over one bright blue eye. “That’s up to you.”

You slowly step closer to him, as if he’ll disappear if you approach too quickly. He’s gorgeous, but he’s still a villain. You don’t want to upset him. But damn, you really want to touch him. Maybe just ask for permission?

“Can I… touch you?” you ask.

“That’s what I’m here for,” he says, his grin showing his teeth.

You take one more step, effectively closing the distance between you and him. You reach out one hand and gently touch the side of his face, feeling the spaces where the scarring and healthy skin meet, your fingers grazing over the staples and piercings. You watch his expression, but it remains unchanged. Clearly, he’s not bothered by this.

“You’re so beautiful,” you say in a quiet voice, the words slipping out before you think them through.

Something shifts in his eyes. For a split second, the playful deviance vanishes and something else, something heartbreaking, takes its place. But then he grins again and says, “Look who’s talking.”

Does that mean he thinks you’re beautiful too? You feel a blush creep into your face. “Are you really here to rail me?” you ask.

“Do you really want me to?” he shoots back.

When you answer, your voice is more breathless than you expected. “More than anything.”

He reaches behind him and pulls the door shut, then follows you to your bedroom. As soon as you enter the room, you begin pulling your clothes off. Dabi watches you, not yet taking any of his clothing off. You feel like you’re doing a strip tease, with his eyes following your every move. It’s making heat spread through your body.

When you’re completely naked, you approach him and tug at his jacket. He lets you slide it off his shoulders and drop it on the floor, then he pulls his shirt over his head. You’ve seen him shirtless in the video, but nothing compares to seeing that lovely two-tone skin in person. Dabi’s eyes shift to the floor for a moment. Is he self-conscious about the scars? It seems ludicrous to you, especially since he was willing to show them off to the world in the video. But maybe showing them to someone in person is different.

You can’t help yourself, you have to touch him. You press both hands to his chest and slide them down, gingerly feeling the staples and the different textures of his skin. “It’s amazing,” you whisper.

His eyes shift back to you, and there’s an unreadable expression on his face. Not exactly embarrassed. Not exactly proud. It’s something like surprise, like no one has ever touched him before. “You have a scar fetish or something?” he asks, the playful tone seeming like a mask for whatever he’s actually feeling.

“I don’t know if I’d call it a fetish. I do like scars though. They’re unique to the person who carries them. They tell a story.”

He’s looking into your eyes now as your hands slide down to unbutton his pants. “And what story do mine tell?”

You meet his gaze and say, “One that’s very painful, I can imagine. I’d love to know the whole story someday. For now, I just think they’re mesmerizing to look at, and they feel incredible to the touch.” By this point you’ve pushed his pants down to his ankles, and he steps out of them. He’s not wearing underwear, and you can see all the glorious lines of scarring and staples across his thighs and hips. His cock is unscarred, but there are a few staples in it. You wonder about their purpose, but don’t ask.

Your hands run down his body, over his abdomen, moving around him to brush over his well-toned ass, and then you take his cock into one of your hands and lightly stroke it. It’s been growing harder by the moment, and the motion of your hand is speeding that process up.

Dabi sucks in air through his teeth, his eyes closing and opening slowly like a cat’s. Once he’s fully erect, he reaches down and pulls your hand away. “You’ve been looking me over this whole time. I think I should get a turn.”

With that, he suddenly picks you up and carries you to the bed. The feel of his bare skin on yours sends shivers through your body, and you miss the feel of it when he sits you down on the mattress. You scoot back to give him room, and he gently pushes your legs apart. He hovers over you, his eyes moving all over you, his hands finally reaching out to grope your breasts. His hands are firm and warm as they knead the plump mounds, then he scoots back slightly and leans forward, so that his head is positioned close to your groin.

Dabi uses his fingers to spread open your flesh and look at what’s inside. Then he leans even closer and runs his tongue along the inner folds, tasting your arousal. When his tongue hits your clit, you arch your back and moan. Dabi looks up at you with that unreadable expression again, like he’s just now understanding how much you really want him.

Then he grins again, because he’s discovered your weak spot. His tongue traces circles around your clit, making you squirm beneath him, wanting him to hit the bullseye again. He finally has mercy on you and closes his lips around the sensitive nub, sucking on it before running his tongue over it again. He even lightly grazes it with his teeth.

You cry out in pleasure, running one hand through his soft white hair and using the other to grip the sheets beside you. What name should you call out? Dabi? Touya? You’re not sure, so you so you stick to moans and wordless cries as he absolutely devours you. When you cum, it’s like a tsunami has hit your body, rocking it with wave after wave of rippling pleasure. Your whole body tenses up, your toes curl, and your hand in his hair tightens.

After a few seconds, your body relaxes, and Dabi pulls away, licking his lips. You feel weak, but you see the raging erection between his legs and know you can’t rest yet. He still hasn’t done what he came here to do. You reach for him, placing your hands on his scarred shoulders and pulling him toward you. You want, no need, him inside you. It’s an ache you felt the moment his video started. When you saw that body, those glowing blue eyes, that expression of carefully contained rage and pain… you wanted him like nothing before.

He lingers on top of you, not doing anything, just watching your face. Why is he hesitating? You try to pull him closer, but he’s not budging.

“Please,” you whimper, spreading your legs further apart, giving him the easiest access you can, “do it!”

Desire and lust seem to flame in his eyes. He wants to, you know it. But he waits. “Tell me exactly what you want me to do,” he says, his voice husky and low. Oh, now you see. He wants you to beg for it. Well, you can certainly do that.

You raise your hips from the bed and rub you drenched pussy across the underside of his cock. “Please, I want you inside me! Please fuck me!”

That seemed to do the trick. He smiles as he positions himself just right, then shoves his cock all the way in. He’s so much bigger than you expected, filling you up completely. As he pulls out a few inches, the staples scrape your insides in such a delicious way, you can’t help moaning again. He begins a rhythm of thrusting in and out, slowly at first and then picking up speed. You look up at him, and he’s thrown his head back, his eyes closed, his hands gripping your thighs.

He’s definitely railing you now, but it’s not enough. You might be able to walk tomorrow. In a panting voice, you cry out, “Harder!”

He opens his eyes and looks at your face, sees the lusty desperation there, and suddenly thrusts in so hard that you imagine his cock has entered your womb. His hands move to your waist, where he holds you steady as he pounds you into the mattress, every thrust feeling like it might just break your bones.

You love it. This is what you wanted. This man, this gorgeous, pained, scarred, unique person, being so deep inside you. One of his hands moves to your breast, where he roughly squeezes it. You’re going to be covered in bruises when this is over, but you’ll look at each one with joy.

Your hands are above your head, holding onto the brass headboard for dear life. Dabi moves his hand from your breast down to your clit, where he rubs it, hard enough to make you wince. You were already so sensitive from the earlier action, you cum again on the spot, your body convulsing with your orgasm.

Dabi doesn’t let up, continuing to fuck you as hard as he can as you tremble under him, tears falling from your eyes. You let go of the headboard and lift your weak, shaky arms to wrap them around his neck. To your surprise, he moves his hand from your sore clit and uses it to hold your head up, closer to him, his fingers intertwining with your hair in a gentle fashion. It’s an intimate gesture you didn’t expect from him, even as he rails you as promised. Finally, he cums inside you, filling you with hot sticky fluid, his grip on your waist tightening but the hand in your hair remaining soft. When he’s done, he pulls out and falls onto the bed beside you. You want to cuddle up to him, but you’re not sure how he would react to that. You just met. It’s not like you’re in a relationship.

After a few minutes, your naked body has cooled slightly, so you pull a sheet over the both of you. You reach over to the nightstand to get your phone and ask, “Would you mind if I take a picture of us?”

He looks over at you and says, “What, as a souvenir?”

You blush a little as you answer. “Yeah.”

He scoots closer to you and says, “Sure.”

You hold the phone up, pointing the camera at your faces. It’s obvious the two of you are topless, but you make sure the bottom of the image cuts off just before your tits are shown. You snap the picture and smile as you look at it. “Thanks,” you say.

Dabi gets out of bed and begins putting his clothes back on. “Are you gonna post it?”

You look up at him. “Hmm?”

“The picture. Are you gonna post it on Twitter?”

“Do you mind if I do?”

He shrugs. “Doesn’t bother me.”

You smile and open Twitter, add some comments and hashtags, and post the photo. Dabi pulls on his boots and says, “I better go. If I found your place from looking at your pictures, I’m sure the heroes can too.”

You suddenly regret posting it. “Wait, does that mean you can’t come back here?”

He looks at you with that unreadable expression again. “Do you want me to come back?”

“Of course I do!”

There’s a small notebook and a pen lying on your nightstand. Dabi picks them up and writes something down. “Here’s my number. Call me and we can meet up somewhere.”

You feel an incredible sense of relief. You can still see him. You can call him, maybe even get to know him for real. You take the notebook in your hands and cradle it, as if it’s a treasure. “Thanks,” you say.

Dabi shrugs again, rubbing the back of his head casually. “No problem,” he says back, seeming just a little awkward about it. “See you around then.”

He leaves through the balcony door, and you start humming happily to yourself again as you head for the shower.

*****

Once Dabi gets back to the hideout, he pulls out his phone and checks Twitter. There’s a new post by his new favorite user. There’s the picture of the two of you. Beneath it is a caption, as well as some hashtags. As he reads it, a grin spreads across his face, and then he breaks out into laughter.

“Got railed by the hottest Todoroki! Best day ever! #Dabisofine #Yesithasstaples #Villainsdoitbetter #EatshitEndeavor”

7 months ago

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pairings: f!reader x keigo takami (hawks)

warnings: suggestive, fluff (for now), angst

some context: you and rumi are besties :)

an: i’ll try come out with part 2 today, i am on a trip atm for a week but ill try my best to get things out quickly!

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6 months ago
Three Liars In Formal Wear

Three liars in formal wear

6 months ago
10am

10am

1 year ago

omg i saw that heizou and scaramouche smut, may i request the same one but theyre just so submissive and breedable

A/n: The more I think about a threesome with these two, the more I go 😳😳 I'm more than happy to write for them this way again. And them subbing and being needy 😳 I hope you enjoy.

Sub!Heizou x fem!reader x Sub! Scaramouche threesome

You crawled on the bed, putting yourself in between Heizou and Scaramouche, their eyes racking over your naked form. Pressing kisses and licks against Heizou's neck, you felt his pulse quicken against your tongue, letting out a shaky breath as he tilted his head to the side.

"Your teeth, please," Heizou whispered, biting the inside of his cheek, the wet feeling of your tongue against his skin shot pleasurable jolts straight down into hardening cock. You laughed, muffled against his neck, obliging him by pulling a chunk of skin into your mouth and grinding your teeth it. "Mmm," a sigh of content came from deep in his chest.

You decided to go to work on Scaramouche first. He'd been such a brat lately. Fucking him while he subbed for you like this would quiet him down a bit.

Reaching down, your hand sought out Scaramouche's cock, stroking your fingers down his length before squeezing it. Your ears were blessed with a sigh that was velvet against your ears, an indication that your touch was only thing that he desired in this world. It kept him grounded and sane.

He grinded needily into your hand, nuzzling your neck before burying his face in it. Pulling your mouth from Heizou's neck, you curled a finger under Scaramouche's chin, beckoning him to look at you.

"Tell me what you want, Scara~," you purred, rubbing your fingers into the precum on the tip of cock before squeezing it, rolling it between the pads of your thumb and index finger.

Biting his lip, Scaramouche choked out a moan, the pupils of his indigo eyes blown out, lidded hazy with lust and need. Every squeeze of your fingers sent his cock twitching in your hand, leaking precum.

"Ride me," it wasn't a command like it normally was. His voice was soft, desperate, and endearing. Please be patient with this man, it was hard for him to sub for you like this.

Smiling, you tapped his lips with the fingers of your free hand before you kissed him. He moaned against your mouth when he felt your teeth graze against his lower lip. You pushed your tongue into his mouth, swirling it in time with his. Putting your hands on his shoulders, you gently pushed him down onto his back.

A trail of spit connected your tongue with Scaramouche's as you pulled away from the kiss to look over at Heizou. Curling a finger in a come hither motion, you called him over to kneel down next you.

Scaramouche's hands sought out your hips, guiding you down onto his cock, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, letting out your own sighs of pleasure as it sank inch by delicious inch into your slick pussy.

"You just look so breedable, Scara," you said, moaning as started to rock and bounce on his cock. His cheeks burned with embarrassment, but he didn't notice it much. Each roll of your hips made his cock throb and twitch as he stretched out your walls.

"Ahh, fuck," he hissed, sighing contently, rutting up into your pussy in time with your bounces, his skin slapping against your's. His fingers dug into your hips, knowing he wasn't going to last much longer.

His moans turned into needy whines, burying his cock to the hilt inside of you. You choked back a strangled cry of pleasure, throwing your head back. "Fuck me, Scara," you cried out, reaching down to fondle and squeeze Heizou's balls.

"Shit, I can't wait to cum inside you," Heizou said, his cock was painfully hard as you pumped your hand. "And breed you nice and full."

The knot of Scaramouche's orgasm was building to burst in his stomach. Watching you fuck yourself silly on his cock, pinching one of your nipples with your free hand for extra stimulation drove him over the edge. He loves feeling this needed, this wanted. You were bouncing on his cock like you needed it. Needed him to make you feel good.

His pants turned into needy whines and moans, his fingers finding their way to your clit, rubbing feverishly, coaxing your walls to clench around his cock. He'd held himself back from cumming so that you could first.

Your legs trembled as you climaxed, Scaramouche's cock squelching in and out of you as creamed on his cock, writhing and biting your lip. His cum felt so warm as it spilled inside of you, hearing Scaramouche groan in relief. You leaned down, riding him through his orgasm, flicking your tongue over one of his sensitive nipples.

He was left breathless and panting when you dismounted him, his cum spilling down your legs as you turned your attention to Heizou.

"Oh my poor Heizou~," you crooned. Grabbing his wrist, you pulled his body flush with yours. "I've left you hard for so long." Taking his hard, weeping cock in your hands, your buried it between your folds still slick with Scaramouche's cum.

"Mhmm~" he sighed, pressing a sloppy kiss against your lips, shuddering as you rubbed his cock between your folds. Sliding down so that your mouth was lined up with his cock, you couldn't help but tease him a little more. Your tongue darted out to prod against his tip, keeping your eyes on him, smiling when you saw his face contort with pleasure.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" You asked, knowing full well what his answer would be. You just wanted to hear it from him.

"Inside," Heizou whines, "I want to--ah, fuck--cum inside you."

Chuckling, you turned around and bent over, resting your elbows on the bed, pushing your ass up in the air. Heizou couldn't crawl behind you fast enough. Your pussy just looked so delicious and sinful on display for him, he could help but lick between your folds a few times before he slammed his cock inside of you.

Heizou had been so frustrated, waiting so long for you to finish fucking Scaramouche. He trembled, relishing how your walls immediately clenched tightly around his cock, still sensitive from your first orgasm.

"Heizou!" You cried out, your fingers clawing at the sheets, your tongue lulling out, babbling with pleasure as Heizou railed you from behind with a mindless, feverish pace. He bit your shoulder, whining, gripping your hips. Panting and grunting, he filled you with his cum.

He didn't stop until you came again, choking back sobs of pleasure, nearly screaming, your body collapsing exhausted onto the bed.

6 months ago
Shouto Just Wanted More Sanrio Washitape For His Arts And Crafts Class 😩
Shouto Just Wanted More Sanrio Washitape For His Arts And Crafts Class 😩
Shouto Just Wanted More Sanrio Washitape For His Arts And Crafts Class 😩

Shouto just wanted more Sanrio washitape for his arts and crafts class 😩

6 months ago

★ seven ( and more ) minutes in heaven, frat¡keigo

★ Seven ( And More ) Minutes In Heaven, Frat¡keigo

touya suggested a game of seven minutes in heaven in tomura's party. it's a killer game to spice any parties up. so the game commences. whichever items you draw from the black bag touya holds, the item belonging to that person has to be locked in tomura's small closet to have their heavenly moment for seven minutes.

might i say, keigo was way too delighted to retrieve your cute fluffy hair tie. he's always wanted to play seven minutes in heaven with you. he dreams of it, even if it means to have his buddies cheat with and for him. oh well. doesn't matter, as long as you're locked in tiny closet with him.

"seven minutes, okay?! start.. now!" you hear himiko exclaimed from the outside as you shifted uncomfortably in the closet. the tight space was to die for. but keigo was damn well enjoying it, seeing how he has his eyes on you with a forsakenly stupid grin on his face.

"let's makeout," he casually says, earning a furious blush from you. "don't say that so casually!" you exclaimed and keigo shrugs. "a few seconds and 6 more minutes left. come on, y/n. kissing time? please?"

that has you weak in your knees. your subconscious mind decided to absentmindedly nod without your full knowledge. the next thing you know, there's two minutes left, and keigo's heats the kissing, deepening it as every second passes by. his hands all over you, warm fingertips slowly trailing up the back of your shirt while his other hands cups your cheeks, occasionally trailing to your neck to caress them.

two minutes is over in such a short time, seeing how touya opens the door and grimaces at you both. "done making out, freaks?"

"fuck. give us seven more minutes, dabi," keigo says, his lips now moving to kiss your jawline before they dragged to your neck where he was caressing it so gently. "actually, leave us alone for the whole night."

★ Seven ( And More ) Minutes In Heaven, Frat¡keigo

© SENEON 2024 ♱ do not repost, alter, or translate.

5 months ago
League Of Villains - Irasutoya LINE Stickers
League Of Villains - Irasutoya LINE Stickers
League Of Villains - Irasutoya LINE Stickers
League Of Villains - Irasutoya LINE Stickers

League of Villains - Irasutoya LINE stickers

AFO: It's all for me

Shigaraki: Let's get loud

Dabi: Dance with me in hell

Toga: That's cute ❤️

1 year ago

Literally mentally unstable drama.

Okay so there's this guy same age as me let's just call him T. Yeah, so T used to be my first and last male best friend. I was really depressed and emo in school with no friends because i never fit in and used to cry a lot and get yelled at and T is my only friend during my not-peak-phase life. So, many time after, he told me he likes me but i don't like him and he doesn't exactly show any weird behavior or signs of it and i still stuck being his friend despite him liking me and many classrooms shipping me with him, i was very uncomfortable by that.

Soon, he told me he has to moved away and i gave and introduced him my and to discord after that we talk a little in discord and all, i introduced him to a server called Leafy.gg with members that are quite offensive (normal discord members)

i have really good reputation in that server being an active member but then T, he leaked my real life name, my face, my school to them. not sure as a joke or something but he just said to them that this is my name and then quickly, Leafy.gg members mocked me with my name jokingly but i was really sad and mad that T leaked my information. He didn't say sorry or whatever. i told him to stop and after that incident, i told Leafy.gg members that i'm quitting discord. of course, i had no friends that time and T just ruined my relationship with everyone.

after like 2 years, Leafy.g server went very dead and not active that makes me think that i was the reason most of them are active plus i saw that a lot of active members' account was deleted. I texted T again and i still remembered everything that happened and with no apology or nothing, he just said he missed me and all but after that, i just ghosted them. he keeps on texting me and i keeps on ghosting.

suddenly, he gave me his phone number which i don't have, i decided to not contacted him instead i gave his phone number to my friends in a new server named Bocchism, a server full of Bocchi the Rock fans, i was one. Basically, we just talked to him for fun and Bageto tried to fake being me,

My friends, Bageto, texted him and stuffs went out. he has phone numbers with my school friends even after he moved away, keep this in mind, he told Bageto and Weif, my other friend who helped contacting him, my information again but it's fine because Bageto and Weif didn't leak that information to the whole server.

anyways, we invited him to Bocchism for fun and i text him on discord again, i told him to say he's sorry and he said nope. NOPE? anyways, he then started attacking me by threatening that he will call the police when it's technically all of his fault. then he told me he already send it to his lawyer and his dad's friend who is a royal police or whatever and i was literally cringing by how fake that is. and soon, he send a picture of him with a glass of water and a fuck finger saying it's vodka LMFAO anyways, i told him he was underage and THAT IS NOT VODKA. he told me "just do whatever you want" and I told him "yeah i wanna eat fuck up" and BOOM, by the way, forgot to add this, first thing that he said to me, technically not me because it was bageto who is faking to be me, was that HE MISSED ME and HE WANTS TO DATE? SERIOUSLY AFTER ALL OF THIS, he don't say he's sorry and he just said he want to date like nothing happened??? i don't know what's wrong with me but i just wanna live peacefully with any guy stalking me and then JUST YESTERDAY, he got a picture of my face DURING GRADUATION that my school friends send him??!! i unblock him for a sec and typed in stuffs like lemme just-

Literally Mentally Unstable Drama.

Yes, i said a very cringe thing.

that's all, don't take this too seriously i better not see someone say "just report this to the police" no, i don't wanna do that because I'M A MINOR and i don't want someone i know get to focking jail he is the same age as me


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