𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙚 !!

He looked over at you, his red eyesight glowing brighter slightly as he couldn't help but deflate a little. You were completely engrossed in the scene where the guy was fully confessing his love and admiration for his partner. All he could do was look back at the screen with pure envy

You deserved better than him, y'know?

Here you were, the TV light lighting up your perfect features, your eyes lighting up at the scene and your lips in a perfect position

The perfect position for a kiss

And yet at just the very thought of doing that he felt his soul beat out of his chest, his skull filling up with a harsh heat. His hands slowly hovered over yours as he made tense eye contact with his own fingers, as if his eyes were telling them not to fuck this up

You felt a cold tap for a second and then it was gone, like a fly had landed on you and flew away. You looked over at your skeleton lover, knowing that the source had to be from him

You asked if he was okay and all he could reply with was a gruff, 'mhm'

The touch was only for a second and he felt as if his whole skull erupted in flames. Was it really that hard for him? the same guy that went to Grillby's and flirted with every breathing creature in a 10 foot radius?

But not everyone was you and not everyone made him feel a warm feeling like this.

i think we should bring this back (with some amendments ofc) if we ever needed an "internet etiquette" for the younger generations, now is the moment to remind them. purity culture kills fandom

as well as the three laws of fandom:

simon likes his girl plushy. he likes to see you eating good, looking thick in the belly n the legs. tbh turns him on a lil… A LIL.

it’s like edging himself looking at the pretty pooch of your belly bounce with every desperate thrust of his hips. the way your fat ripples in the force behind each smack of his hips against the crease of your ass n thigh.

n he enjoys the way your soft, squishy thighs wrap round his hips, the way they slip and stretch. it’s your whole body, arching up off the mattress, hands pressing up under your tits in the shrill way the tip of his cock lays wet kisses at your cervix.

he watches your tits spill up towards your neck, n he’s suddenly craning down over you. his teeth scrape against the soft fat, before hes pulling the pretty bud of your nipple between his teeth. n when you shriek out in a throaty moan n your sweet pussy flutters round him, he chuckles.