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i want to play with her hair while her tongue plays with my tip

Denied by Death

I tried to bargain with Death, with all my life to show. “What a pity,” he laughs. And shakes his head ever so slow.

“There’s no price I could take, nada you could suggest… even if you brought all your manners, your trinkets and dressed your best. It still wouldn’t be enough! Not a soul would mourn your death!”

My shoulders drooped, my head fell down, disappointment weighing heavy on me. But his claws lifted my face that frowned, An’ his eyes glowed as he said with glee:

"Now what is a deal if I am not pleased? I do a deed for you and your life does nothing for me? You, of no fame or fortune,  you’re not even happy.”

And with 1,000 mouths he laughs til I cry out, “how more humiliating can this be?! Death, face to face, laughing at me!!”

On an’ on he prances the floor, his mocking steps, a cruel show. With a dramatic huff, he spins ‘round and looks me over from head to toe.

“Ohhh they’ll whisper how low I’ve gotten, how desperate I must be! Just to fill my tombs. No, no, you’re not coming with me.”

With one last shove, he pushes me forth out into the cold harsh air. His door swung, then slammed with force, “Good luck, pitiful thing,” was all I could hear.

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Before the war

Izuku: Kacchan, would you–

Katsuki: The hell do you want, nerd? SHUT UP! *does the thing anyway*

After the war

Izuku: Kacchan, would you–

Katsuki: Yes, I would absolutely do anything for you, baby. What do you need? Want some katsudon? Open a hero agency together? Move to the countryside? Get married? You name it!

Playing truth or dare with your friends has them asking you who you have a crush on not knowing your eyes immediately drifted to deku’s. Having had a crush on him for years it’d be pointless to say it now, especially since he’s so popular. He’s the #1 hero, he could have anyone, why would he want his stupid childhood friend? So instead you drink, your cheeks burning hot because you can feel his eyes on you. Everyone boos and shouts complaints at your silence but you just giggle and say “it’s gonna take a few more shots for me to spill that kind of secret” and certainly a few shots later Izuku had you under him while his cock fucks into your gushing hole from behind while he watches your reactions in the bathroom mirror. He’s got his hand on your jaw so you can keep looking at yourself while he asks you, “who is it hm? Katsuki? Kirishima? Just tell me who you’re thinkin’ about right now” and you’re all teary eyed pussy throbbing from your second orgasm while you whine, “it’s you! It’s you! Always been..love you ‘zuku” and he has to slow his hips down just to make sure he doesn’t bust too quick because he feels the way his balls squeeze at the confession of your love and the way his cock twitches inside of you at the sound of his name falling from your drooling mouth. Ah fuck his heart is squeezing in his chest because the girl of his dreams just said she loved him.

“Some years ago, I was stuck on a crosstown bus in New York City during rush hour. Traffic was barely moving. The bus was filled with cold, tired people who were deeply irritated—with one another; with the rainy, sleety weather; with the world itself. Two men barked at each other about a shove that might or might not have been intentional. A pregnant woman got on, and nobody offered her a seat. Rage was in the air; no mercy would be found here.

But as the bus approached Seventh Avenue, the driver got on the intercom. “Folks,” he said, “I know you’ve had a rough day and you’re frustrated. I can’t do anything about the weather or traffic, but here’s what I can do. As each one of you gets off the bus, I will reach out my hand to you. As you walk by, drop your troubles into the palm of my hand, okay? Don’t take your problems home to your families tonight—just leave ‘em with me. My route goes right by the Hudson River, and when I drive by there later, I’ll open the window and throw your troubles in the water. Sound good?”

It was as if a spell had lifted. Everyone burst out laughing. Faces gleamed with surprised delight. People who’d been pretending for the past hour not to notice each other’s existence were suddenly grinning at each other like, is this guy serious?

Oh, he was serious.

At the next stop—just as promised—the driver reached out his hand, palm up, and waited. One by one, all the exiting commuters placed their hand just above his and mimed the gesture of dropping something into his palm. Some people laughed as they did this, some teared up—but everyone did it. The driver repeated the same lovely ritual at the next stop, too. And the next. All the way to the river.

We live in a hard world, my friends. Sometimes it’s extra difficult to be a human being. Sometimes you have a bad day. Sometimes you have a bad day that lasts for several years. You struggle and fail. You lose jobs, money, friends, faith, and love. You witness horrible events unfolding in the news, and you become fearful and withdrawn. There are times when everything seems cloaked in darkness. You long for the light but don’t know where to find it.

But what if you are the light? What if you’re the very agent of illumination that a dark situation begs for?

That’s what this bus driver taught me—that anyone can be the light, at any moment. This guy wasn’t some big power player. He wasn’t a spiritual leader. He wasn’t some media-savvy “influencer.” He was a bus driver—one of society’s most invisible workers. But he possessed real power, and he used it beautifully for our benefit.

When life feels especially grim, or when I feel particularly powerless in the face of the world’s troubles, I think of this man and ask myself, What can I do, right now, to be the light? Of course, I can’t personally end all wars, or solve global warming, or transform vexing people into entirely different creatures. I definitely can’t control traffic. But I do have some influence on everyone I brush up against, even if we never speak or learn each other’s name. How we behave matters because within human society everything is contagious—sadness and anger, yes, but also patience and generosity. Which means we all have more influence than we realize.

No matter who you are, or where you are, or how mundane or tough your situation may seem, I believe you can illuminate your world. In fact, I believe this is the only way the world will ever be illuminated—one bright act of grace at a time, all the way to the river.“

–Elizabeth Gilbert

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Men who love how you look in glasses. They fit your round face so well, they made you look smart(er than you already are), they made you look sexy. All you had to do was look at him from behind your frames and his dick got hard.

He especially loved the times you’d find your head between his knees, his thick cock stuffing your mouth. You’d pull back kissing and sucking on his sensitive tip, your glasses a little crooked from your vigorous head movements.

“Fuck baby, you look so cute with my cock in your mouth.” He’d shakily breathe. If he was feeling nice he’d fix the placement of the spectacles, but on the occasions where he felt mean, he’d make it his goal to make them even more disheveled.

He’d make sure by the time he’s done, they’re fogged up, hanging hallway off your face, and speckled with his cum. He’d reach for them, feeling nice enough to clean them himself, but you stop him, taking them off scooping the liquid with your fingers and sucking it off. He’d feel himself get hard all over again once you place them back on your face with a little smile.

He’d groan, cupping your face in his hand and bringing you up for a nasty kiss.

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