me and my gf yo

Today I received @caprienplush’s bat and it was an amazing thing to wake up to! This cutie is so small, soft and cute, and both my fish and I adore it!! Thank you so much Caprien, your work is absolutely fantastic and adorable! ♡♡♡

I’m Done! :)

Finnnnnnnallly i can finish it! ( ^ O ^ )/

I cann’tt write down in words, to express the joy I feel this…..

do you like Gravity Falls as like me too?~ That’s make me excited ^ ^

Tanoshii yo~ but, my English is not very good….. T_T

Zan’nen desu ne~

me and my burger records gf
  • me getting on one knee: yo like... you remember when i spray painted your name on that in'n'out.. i guess what i'm trying to sa- oh shit are you dead
  • gf: no
  • me: that's good anyways could you pay for my parking tickets babe? i need this money for weed

mmmm i want to make another pokemon ask blog but my last one didnt work out too well

anonymous asked:

Ooh you should do like a sneaking off after a show and fucking kinda thing idk lol. And take yo time gf 💗

you told me to take my time but this has been sitting in my inbox for the longest time and the writing itself has sat partly finished for just as long and i am so sorry about that and don’t even tell me it’s ok because it’s not and i hope it was worth the inexcusable wait

Three weeks alone was all it took for you and Michael to get lonely. Your boyfriend was historically needy, and tour didn’t help it. That’s why, not even a month after he left, you were boarding a plane with a suitcase full of everything you’d need for the next four months. Sure, maybe Michael had a little bit too much of a hold on you, but you were okay with that. It was how things always worked. 

You enjoyed watching the love of your life doing what he loved. He had given you tickets for a few rows back from the stage, right in front of his mic stand. This gave you a good view of him and gave him a good view of you. For this reason, you’d decided to have a little fun. He hadn’t yet found the alone time to please you, which made the four month dry spell even worse. Sure, if you tried hard enough you could get yourself off, but it was nothing compared to Michael. 

You walked into the venue that night in a tight knit pencil skirt and crop top, knowing how much it drove him crazy. Your breasts were accentuated by a lace push-up bra and you wore the matching thong. This, along with the jumping around and dancing you were planning to do, would most definitely drive Michael to the edge. You, as it turned out, were right. As the show went on, Michael’s crotch began to get visibly harder. He started to tease you back, moaning a few times into the microphone and rolling his hips. And, of course, you didn’t overlook the curling of his fingers, beckoning you to meet him backstage. You left the pit a few minutes early, showing your VIP credentials to security and making your way backstage. 

“Hey, you guys did great up there-“ You smiled as soon as Michael entered the room. He scowled and shook his head, grabbing your wrist. 

“C’mon,” He pulled you along behind him, starting down a corridor. You smirked to yourself, knowing you plan had worked. He stopped suddenly. “You think you’re so funny, don’t you?” Michael put a hand on his hip. You looked at him in confusion, as you hadn’t made a joke or done anything. 

“What are you on about?” You asked. He rolled his eyes jokingly, stepping closer to you. 

“You think it’s so damn funny to tease me all the time.” He whispered “And don’t even act innocent here, Y/N. I know you don’t just accidentally move your hips like that. You know what you’re doing when you do it.” 

“Me? Tease you?” You put a hand on your chest, feigning offense “Michael, I would never. I’m so appalled that you would think so low of me.” 

“Hilarious.” He gripped your hips tightly “I just hope you know what you got yourself into. This-” He pushed his crotch against you, making his raging hard on evident “Isn’t going to go away on its own.” 

“PornHub exists for a reason, babe.” You teased, wrapping your arms around his neck. He shook his head. 

“You did it, you get rid of it.” He smirked, pulling away slightly and grabbing your hand “There’s a secluded bathroom over here. We won’t be long.” 

“Someone might hear.” You pointed out, only to tease him further. He let out a whine before continuing to pull you along. 

“I’ll be quick, babe.” He assured you, opening the door to the bathroom. You both stepped inside, you being happily surprised when it wasn’t grimy at all. He had a history of finding the worst places to hook up while out in public. This time, though, you had to give him credit. He shut the door behind him, smirking as he turned to you. 

“What exactly do you have planned?” You asked, sitting on the counter. He started undoing his belt as he approached. 

“We’re gonna see how fast can I make you cum.” He pulled down his pants and boxers just enough to let his erection loose. You looked from his crotch to his eyes and back again, admiring your boyfriend’s body. 

“Well, we don’t have all day.” You taunted. He rolled his eyes, pushing the fabric of your knit pencil skirt up your thighs. His fingers toyed with the lace of your thong. 

“Don’t even tell me you didn’t want this.” He hooked his fingers around the waistband of your panties “Wearing that skirt and lace for me, baby… I bet you’ve even got on your matching bra.” 

“You wouldn’t be wrong.” You shrugged nonchalantly, tugging down the neckline of your top. He licked his lips lustfully. 

“God, the things you do to me.” He pressed his crotch against yours “I’ve been waiting all night for this.” 

“Me too,” You agreed, pulling him closer to you “C’mon, we don’t have time for this. We’re gonna get caught.” 

“I wouldn’t mind.” He bit down on his lower lip. His hands ran up and down your thighs, inching closer to your exposed panties. “Oh, you definitely planned this. Look how soaked you are.” 

“Please just fuck me.” You groaned “Please, Michael. I’m begging you.” 

“You know I’m a sucker for that.” He tugged on the lace of your panties, easily discarding them. Smirking, he looked up at you. “That’s much better.” 

“Can you just- Michael, please?” You squirmed in anticipation. The precum dribbling from his cock only made your situation worse. He held up a hand, grabbing a condom from his back pocket. 

“Better safe than sorry.” He grinned as he rolled the rubber over his length. You moved so that your feet could rest on the counter, spreading your legs to grant him access. He licked his lips eagerly as he watched you take a finger to your clit. 

“Michael, I swear to God if you don’t move soon I will get off by myself.” You threatened, biting your lip to hold back a moan. He moved closer to you, slowly pumping his cock. 

“No need, babe.” He assured. His large hand moved down to cover yours, holding it down. “Keep your hand there. I like watching you play with yourself.” 

“Stop teasing and put your dick to good use.” You rolled your eyes, more than frustrated with how your boyfriend seemed to be delaying things. He hovered over you, one hand still wrapped firmly around his cock. 

“Can I go fast, baby?” His free hand went under your chin, tilting it to give you a better view of his face. You nodded eagerly. “Fast and hard, just how you need it?” 

“I don’t care, whatever you want.” You threw your head back in frustration. He grinned, teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. 

“You’re so wet for me.” He placed a hand on the mirror next to your head. You moved your hips, hoping he’d get the idea that you couldn’t wait much longer. 

“Michael, c’mon, I’m done fucking around.” You groaned 

“Oh, but baby, I’m just getting started.” He feigned a pout, slowly sliding himself into you. A whine passed your lips at how deep he was getting. 

“Jesus,” You breathed “Come on. Do something.” 

“Are we impatient, Y/N? Hm?” He teased. You grabbed the collar of his sweaty shirt, pulling him closer. 

“Yes, I am, so if you would just-“ 

“Don’t worry,” He murmured, attaching his lips to your neck “I feel the same way. Ugh, I don’t know how I survived three weeks without you.” 

“It’s not the same pretending my hand is yours.” You admitted, clenching your fists as Michael began to thrust at a steady pace. He let out a laugh, burying his head in your neck. 

“I agree, but that’s not what I meant.” He mumbled “I miss more than a body, Y/N.” Your face flushed, flattered by his statement. You loved Michael more than anything else, and it was nice to have reminders that even felt the same. Every time you were in bed with him, it felt more like making love than just fucking. It meant something to you and him.

“I love you,” You sighed in content, feeling Michael’s tip hit your sweet spot “You know how to make me feel good.” 

“Mhm,” He groaned “Fuck, I’m not gonna last much longer.” 

“Well, yeah. I think we could all tell you had blue balls onstage.” You teased. He grunted, pounding into you relentlessly. You gasped loudly in surprise. 

“Oh, please. I’ll make sure you cum before I do.” He scoffed “Shit, you feel so good wrapped around my cock. Nice and tight, just how I like you.” 

“Have me, then.” You groaned, throwing your head back. He smirked. “Fuck, Michael, right there.” 

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” He mumbled, burying his head into the crook of your neck. You nodded halfheartedly, overwhelmed by the pleasure. He knew exactly what to do to get you in the palm of his hand and he never wasted an opportunity to use his powers. You could feel his cock beginning to throb inside you. “Y/N,” Michael let out a load moan “Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum. Baby, cum with me.” 

“Oh my god,” His dirty talk was enough to send you into waves of pleasure. Your eyes rolled back as he continued riding out his own high. 

“I think that’s a new record.” He breathed “I don’t think I’ve ever came that fast before, much less made someone else do the same.”

“I think I need a minute.” You blinked, meeting his lust-filled green eyes. He swiped a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

“Take all the time you need.” He nodded “I’m gonna go back to the dressing room. Can’t have the boys getting suspicious, can we?”

“I would think not.” You agreed. He smiled, pulling up his painfully tight skinny jeans. Within seconds he was walking out the door like nothing had even happened, leaving you and your still-shaking legs behind.


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