“kill Them With Kindness” Wrong. CURSE OF RA 𓀀 𓀁 𓀂 𓀃 𓀄 𓀅 𓀆 𓀇 𓀈 𓀉 𓀊

Taking anti-depressant pills?? Seeing a therapist??? Journaling???? No need babe, my fav writer just dropped another x reader fic.

Men who moan and grind against the mattress while eating you out.... men who cum from feeling your pussy clench around their tounge..... and men who hold your hands while they do it....

nanami is still so beautiful even after the accident in shibuya, with half his body covered in dark slightly pink scars and one eye hidden by an eye patch, tidy hair is no longer so tidy as it used to be, but he's still impeccable.

with a strict care routine, he never failed to have you on his lap to apply the ointment to his damaged skin, sighing with every touch of your fingers, soft and smooth or strong and relaxing. taking off his eye patch and kinda messing up his hair to look at you, one eye compromised, but still pretty. he sometimes wonders if you still find him attractive even with all this, not feeling the same kento as before.

but there's no need for words, because just the way you look at him, the way you caress him, the way you run your hand over his face and lightly smile when he kisses your palm, the way you take such loving care of him or the way you desire him and the way you moan his name...

for nanami, it's enough.

how you stroke his bruised skin while he's eating you, or how you're careful to hold onto him while his cock thrusts into you, hes so in love look at this silly old gentleman

nanami who tries his hardest to act like a gentleman when he finds out you’re a virgin. he respects that you wanna wait to lose your virginity but when the time comes, he can't control himself anymore. he kisses you with newfound urgency, his hands tangling with your hair as he pulls back your head so he can enrapture your neck with his lips. and god, when he gets to see how wet you are for the first time, his restraint snaps. he spanks your pussy before ramming two fingers into your tight hole. when tears prick at the sockets of your eyes, he whispers sweet nothings; "i know, baby. i know. it's a little intense." you cling to him helplessly, moaning into his shirt. "you gonna cum, honey?" you nod quickly before your juices flow all down his hand, soaking his wrist. a day or so after, you get flowers sent to your door with a note attached that says, "miss you lots, thank you for allowing me to do that to you. can't wait to feel you again. - love, ken."

He's so fucking pathetic I'm infatuated

mmm crab

Reblog if you've ever cried over the death of a fictional character

Touch starved catboy who can't go 10 minutes without rubbing up against you 🐱❤️