u/Sea_Guidance_220

The master of the universe knew they needed to nerf us with traumatic events because we would be too op if we had our shit together. The world had to give others a chance.

It's so amusing to me how people managed to get to the conclusions and perceptions they have of quiet people. One can think you're anxious and insecure while the other thinks you're an arrogant snob. Someone can view your quietness as depth while others can view it as you not having any thought. The mere fact that I can just exist and make people bothered by just being the person I am is genuinely amusing and disturbing at the same time. I could threaten people's perception of themselves and make them insecure or I could make them underestimate me and not perceive me as a threat. I don't really care if my silence make them uncomfortable. That's not my burden. People like filling gaps the only way they know how.

Why was yve's ultimate range get gutted while Pharsa still manages to keep her obnoxious ultimate?

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What made me worthy to even look in your direction?. To be in your presence?. To witness your beauty and feel you brushing up against me.

I wonder how it feels for you to know that in the eyes of others I am just a sinner who doesn't go to church. What they don't know is that I'll gladly and inevitably drop at your feet because your body is my place of worship.

That night when I laid everything I was or everything I thought I was in front of you. You didn't just strip me of my clothes. No.

You stripped me of my armor, my doubts, my fear, and my longing.

And then you kissed me. It felt like your lips were the only thing to truly touch mine. Then you stuck your tongue onto my own. How I wish you bit it with your teeth. So I can learn to speak like you do. So that every word I mouth would be your own.

You had me turn my back against you. And I could feel your hands navigating me. One made its way to the side of my chest that holds my heart. And then made its way onto my neck. I have long forgotten what it's like to be loved. Until I am reminded that your hands on my neck is a necklace I'll gladly wear as a reminder that I am yours, and yours alone.

Then the other made its way inside my mouth. I felt your fingers curling. Moving, and twisting inside of me like those spirit blossom trees. I am suffocating. But I pay it no mind. Because every breath I take is for you. You're the only sustenance I need.

As I tried to trace your heat, I felt how Icarus did. Your love burning and consuming all of me. And when I finally turned around to face you, It felt like I was face to face with God himself.

I could feel you thrusting while you were deep inside of me. It reminds me of the way you hold your katana.

And then. And then you screamed HASAGI! as you came deep inside of me. It felt warm, and I am reminded of how a river that bathes in daylight flows. But soon I realized it's more of an ocean than a river. I can feel its gushing strength. Like a wave overflowing, taking me to places I have not been to before. Until it dripped down my thighs. The very muscles that struggle to stand when I know you're around.

That night, silence was broken and pleasure is the only echo and sound.