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atxxzist · 2 years
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broken | c.s (preview)
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series masterlist
pairing: choi san x reader
word count: 674
"how do you guys think seoul people are gonna act like? are all the rumors true?" yunho speaks from beside you; he's another blessing that came with the package.
shortly after forming somewhat of a friendship with mingi, which solely consisted of him pestering you and sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, he introduced you to yunho, his best friend.
and what were the odds that the only kid who actually bothered with you, would be your next door neighbor as well.
it was then that you met his parents and it very much explained where mingi got his mannerism from. though he has his moments.
"yeah. are they as stuck-up as everybody say? do they drink until morning--"
''--mingi, almost everyone drinks until morning. even back in that old town of ours," mr. song cuts.
mingi spares his father one glance and scoffs.
"yeah tell me about it, father. tell me how you grew that big belly of yours that is two months past due."
you and yunho chuckle quietly in the backseats, accustomed to their father-son banters.
mr. song hisses under his breath and snaps a quick headlock at mingi before moving his eyes back to the road.
"if i wasn't driving, i'd slap that mouth of yours," he says, "why can't you be more like yunho?"
"what!?" mingi voices in disbelief. "he was the one who started it!"
"oh..." he continues, "i know what this is about. it's cause i'm gay and you want a daughter-in-law after seeing minji and yunho."
both you and yunho roll your eyes at the boy's dramatic act.
it was something mingi had told you only a couple weeks after you got to know him. it's still mind-boggling how fast he trusted you, but he said he just did. something about you.
and a year later, he confessed to his parents. afraid at first of course, who wouldn't be. only to get a slap on the head by mr. song, not because he was gay, but because he had snuck out with you after mr. song specifically told him to watch the stove.
safe to say, he almost burned their house down that day. but the constant stealing of mrs. song's makeups and the hidden collection of boy band posters under mingi's bed kind of gave it away.
"yeah, sure," mr. song replies with a dry sarcasm. mingi rolls his eyes.
"anyways! about the dorms, i'm excited!" he diverts.
"i don't know..." you mumble.
you had wanted a lone room to yourself--those were an option. but neither you, nor mingi and yunho, knew very much about the process. everything is new to you all. so by the time you guys had signed up, there were only leftovers.
meaning you're going to have a roommate; possibly one that's gonna have to put up with you for the next four years.
you don't know how to feel about that. especially a stranger.
so while mingi and yunho are esctastic about the mystery of their new roommates, which you're sure they won't have a problem becoming best bud with within a week span, you on the other hand, is dreading it.
"come on, y/n. it'll be fun," mingi attempts to lighten from the front.
yunho nods along. "yeah. and maybe even if your roommate turns out to be a major buzzkill, think about everything else. you're in a new city now. it's a fresh start."
"right," mingi agrees, "you need it, y/n. after everything you've been through. this is going to be great, i already have a feeling."
and for once, mr. song is onboard with his son. you see a smile on him from the rearview mirror.
"you're going to have a good time, sweetheart."
"i can't wait to see who's the hunk that i'm gonna be sharing a room with," mingi suddenly says, like his father isn't just right next to him.
mr. song shoots him a glare and mingi clears his throat, drawing back.
"i mean--"
you and yunho erupt into a fit of laughters.
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a/n: i tagged the ppl that wanted to be on the taglist 4 this too. i wasnt sure since its not the full thing but i just did sorryyy
taglist: @sorryimananti-romantic @revehosh @cookiechristie @avantalem @atiny68 @belletiny @shibera @mochibabycakes
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kitttenteeth · 2 years
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is the cannibalism a joke……
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egophiliac · 3 months
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What do you like about the Diasomnia boys if I may ask?
I always love hearing about the different reasons people enjoy characters.
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I mean, c'mon. he has split custody over Sebek okay
also, Lilia in particular has maybe the best timeskip character development of all time
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#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 chapter 4 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 chapter 4 spoilers#stage in playful land#i hope this is legible whoops#anon i am sorry but you made the fatal mistake of asking me to talk about diasomnia#insert 'i just think they're neat' jpg#i do like the other characters a lot but they are definitely my favorites#they just hit a lot of my favorite things in characters i guess!#yes even you sebek even though you keep shrieking NINGEN at me#(it's okay he gets Character Development™ later)#and their dynamic! it's great! these guys frikking love each other SO much and they WILL have terrible terrible angst about it#ohoho delicious#give me all your emotional hangups baybeeeee#also somewhere in there i went from 'i like them all equally (but lilia is the most fun to draw)'#to 'lilia is absolutely my favorite (and still the most fun to draw) (EVEN MORE fun now thank you swishy ponytail!)'#(it was probably when his candy coating got a little scratched and whoops all the tragedy fell out)#(where's that 'get loved loser' post because i need to staple it to lilia's forehead)#i am extremely bad at putting things into words so please don't ask me to explain it any further#just know that the diafam is everything to me and if we don't get more episode 7 soon i'm going to crumble into dust and blow away#we'll be getting the crowleytimes on monday and maybe there will be. idk. some foreshadowing or something in his groovy#probably not but LOOK i'm desperate
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itsleslol · 3 months
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getting high and touching myself<<<getting high and having you touch me
men and minors dni
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puncertainty · 2 years
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then they kiss (part ii)
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neishroom · 23 days
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Emanuel (Manny) Dimaano 27, loves his cat Igor, he's currently finishing up his grad school thesis and has a tech job lined up in del sol valley :]
he's also Ambrosine's grandson lol
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mysterycitrus · 9 months
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i love your art sm!! have you ever drawn raven?
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the 80s girlfriends of all time
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kuroashims · 7 days
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nobody gives a crap about your shitty sims
ℳ¥ $HⅠ₮₸¥ $Ī₥₴ $₳¥ SÙŁ $ÛⅬ
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temeyes · 1 month
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banging fists on table NIKTO
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SHASHAHS WHY HE'S SO HARD TO DRAW,,,,,??
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chrliekclly · 17 days
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high school trio textpost doodles
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hcmoeroticisms · 8 months
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Natasha O'Keeffe as Lanfear in Wheel of Time, 2.07
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mimikabii · 10 months
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Do you think icemin have the texture of a carrot you left in the freezer. Would they blend well for a smoothie
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Louie Pikmin is that you
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nucrests · 4 months
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Hi :) feel free to ignore, but have you considered a knee length/basketball short style version of the joggers in your resilient set for masc and fem frame?
Do you mean something like this? 🤭 I honestly really like the idea (and personally I'm not sure why I didn't think of this before lol) Anyway I hope you like it!
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Download here! 🤍 (Also be sure to grab the complete sets here and here)
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unsolved-duvall · 1 year
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okokok HEAR ME OUT but eddie falling asleep with his head between your legs??? he just loves the feeling of your legs around him and how you taste, and he’ll literally go until you can’t take anymore and he’s just slowly licking up his mess and just. falls asleep sucking on your clit 🥺 please i can’t keep this to myself anymore
𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞, 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 - 𝐞.𝐦. (𝟏𝟖+)
He’s just so so desperate to make you feel good. he genuinely believes there is nothing better than the sounds you make when he’s going down on you, your little moans and whimpers that fill the room. He will eat you out for his own enjoyment, perfectly content to give up breathing if it meant he got to live between your thighs for eternity, your soft hands running through his loose curls, quietly begging him never to stop.
He had gotten home from a long day to see you lying on your shared bed, you’re on your back and you have a book resting on your chest, you’re barely even reading it at this point, your eyelids so heavy you’re struggling to take in the words on the page. Eddie doesn’t even say anything as he walks into the bedroom, he just takes off his shoes, t-shirt and jacket until all he has on are his jeans. You look up at him, and even in your exhausted state you can tell from that look in his eyes what he wants.
You put the book down and reach a lazy hand out, grabbing at the air until Eddie gently throws himself on top of you, lacing his fingers through yours and pinning your hand to the bed as he mouths at your neck. The breathy way you say his name has him thanking whatever sort of god that might exist for letting him have you in his life, and in his bed.
You hear him whisper a pleading “can I taste you, angel?” into your neck, already covered in blossoming purple lovebites from last nights antics between the two of you. Eddie was insatiable.
You hum out in agreement and before you have time to kiss him Eddie’s slid himself down the bed to rest his between your legs, pulling down your pants and underwear in one smooth, rehearsed motion.
He paints your thighs in sloppy, open mouthed kisses before he turns all his attention to your cunt. Your eyes falling shut in perfect content as that familiar feeling of Eddie’s tongue on you comes flooding back.
He alternates between running his tongue through your folds and sucking on your clit, your breath hitching and back arching desperately off the bed every time. But Eddie isn’t doing this to make you cum. Not that he didn’t want you to. But he was doing this out of a selfish desire. He needed to taste you. Needed to hear your desperate pleas. Needed to be between your thighs. If you came (which you definitely did, that was inevitable with the way he was touching you) he wouldn’t stop. he just kept going, and going, and going.
You could be seeing stars and lose all control over your own body and Eddie would still be eating you out. Of course, you had a rule in place. Three taps to his shoulder and he stopped. Immediately. It would happen occasionally, Eddie would have been eating you out for an hour? two hours? you didn’t know anymore, and your clit was so swollen and your arousal was dripping down your thighs and you just couldn’t take it anymore.
The first time you tapped out you had apologised more times than you remembered, you knew Eddie needed this. Needed to go down on you to ease the stress from his aching body. So you felt horrible when you had to stop him. Eddie had made it clear, in no uncertain terms, that you were never to apologise for telling him no or stop ever again. He felt like he’d failed you if you thought you had to apologise.
But tonight was perfect. Not too much, not too little. Perfect. You needed this as much as he did. Your hand held his as he went down on you. You could tell he was tired from the way he was slowing down, his hold on your hand getting that little bit looser.
Trying to catch your breath that Eddie had stole from you with every movement of his mouth in you, you breathed out his name. He didn’t even look up at you, his head resting on your thigh as he sucked on your clit. You knew he was barely there anymore. You tried to shift yourself away from him, to let him sleep.
But even in his half-awake state, his free hand gripped your thigh tight enough to leave bruises. His eyes were shut and he was barely moving his mouth on your dripping cunt anymore, but he couldn’t let you go.
You eased your body into the sunken mattress below you and settled in for the night, with Eddie between your thighs and his hand holding onto yours.
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calmparticles · 5 months
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dollita-fawn · 4 months
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I need Wesker with baby fever >///<
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𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐱 🝮 (part 2 here!)
pairings- Husband! Wesker x Fem! Reader
a/n- Ik this is super short but i wanted to leave an opening for a possible part 2 so…
𝐂𝐰- mostly fluff and stuff, smut towards the end(more like hcs), unprotected sex obv, breeding kink ❦
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Wesker wasn’t exactly fond of the idea of having children. You’ve discussed it many times throughout the course of your marriage, but he always thought of it as an impossible lifestyle.
The man was a workaholic, to put it lightly. He hardly had time for you or even himself. How would he care for a child as well? The world he inhabits, as he sees it, isn’t fit for a child. Nor was he fit to raise one.
His upbringing —if you could even call it that— wasn’t one that taught affection or the caring of others. How was he supposed to love another when he hardly understood his love for you? There was no way he could achieve the role of a loving father.
Wake up, go to work, come home to you. That was the loop routine he stuck to for the past few years.
But lately, things have shifted.
He’s actually started to take time off of work just to spend the day with you. He finds himself wanting to be near you at all times. Especially since you’ve mentioned feeling lonely while he’s away.
Wesker’s always been a bit aloof and distant even in the way he shows his love for you, but recently he seems to have the need to protect you.
He’s begun worrying that he's been pushing you away for far too long, that you may be feeling neglected and overlooked in this relationship. He's even started to overthink about you finding someone else who can provide the love and support that he has failed to do for so long.
Despite your husband’s many flaws and his tendency to hide his true feelings behind his colder facade, you’ve always been the one constant in his life. You’ve managed to love him through all of his ups and downs, no matter how hard he tried to push you away or how selfish he was being.
He’s finally come to realize just how much your love means to him and how much he’s taken you for granted over the years. He now finally understands that he can’t go through life without you by his side.
He has no idea what made him suddenly start feeling this way, but he can’t deny that the love he feels for you has suddenly become much deeper and more intense than ever before.
What used to be a feeling akin to contentedness has now been replaced with a genuine desire for more. He's started to view you in a new, more nurturing light, one that's making him want to protect and provide for you more than ever.
He finds himself thinking often about what it would feel like to have a tiny piece of both of you running around the house.
He catches himself staring at you, wondering how beautiful you’d look with a tiny bump in your stomach. The thought fills him with joy and a sense of security that he’s never felt before.
At first, it was just a few small comments here and there about how he wouldn’t mind having a little him. Now, its become this obsession that drives him mad.
He’s been researching online about baby names, taking his time in the store to consider the prices of possible toys, cribs, and the adorable miniature clothes.
The sudden desire for a child is growing inside of him like some dark force he cannot understand or explain.
Maybe it’s something that comes with aging. All he knows for sure is it's eating inside of him, gnawing on his soul.
The thought of failure is a constant concern, still he knows he needs to get it out into the open. But how? A million ways to address the topic flash through his mind as he struggles with how to tell you that he wants to have a family with you when you both previously agreed you could do without.
When his consistent hints go over your head, he starts to get a little more direct.
“You should stop taking your birth control.” he says out of nowhere as you lay in bed about to sleep. You turn to face him, reading his face of urgency.
“Let’s have a baby…I mean, if you’re alright with it.” he quickly corrects himself, trying to be more open with the subject. “I’ve been looking into it. I think we could make it work.” He looks at you almost anxiously, waiting for your reaction.
When he notices the smile that plays at your lips, he feels a weight come off of him. “Let’s have a baby.” you agree.
He lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, genuinely happy at your approval for the idea. He had no reason to be nervous about asking you. You always just understood him, like you were on the same wavelength.
He pulls you close, letting you rest your head against his chest and you listen to the rapid acceleration of his heart.
Your breathing syncs with his, lulling you to sleep in his arms.
Once he’s sure you’re asleep, he gets more comfortable. “I love you,” he whispers softly, making sure not to disturb you before closing his eyes himself.
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Going forward, you both decided on letting your body go back to its natural state after you stopped taking the pill. Wesker wanted everything to happen perfectly. So you started keeping track of when you were ovulating as well.
And once you were, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you.
Every chance you had, you’d be fucking like rabbits. Wherever, whatever time of day. He wasn’t going to risk any missed opportunities. And he wasn’t going to give up until you were swollen, carrying his child.
He pumps every last bit of his seed into you every time you make love. If any spills, he’ll stuff in back in, whether it be with his cock itself or a toy. Not a single drop could go to waste.
He’d even make you walk around all day with it still inside you. Didn’t matter where you were or how uncomfortable it might be.
He’d breed you full every night, always trying the recommended positions he read about online. His favorite being the one with you flat on your stomach, letting him take you from behind.
He loves being on top in general, but with you in that arrangement, he can reach further in and pour into your depths.
While he enjoyed himself doing so, he always made sure to take care of your needs as well.
He uses his fingers to trap his cum inside. Meanwhile his tongue laps and sucks at your clit. He glides his tongue round and round until you’re pulsing around his fingers, legs shaking and voice whining helplessly from the intensity of your climax.
When he’s finished with you, he’ll make you suck his fingers clean, crooning you back to a relaxed state.
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You’re both ecstatic when your period is officially late after weeks of attempts.
You’ve never seen the man look so giddy. He stands outside of the bathroom door anxiously awaiting results as you go to take a pregnancy test.
Even if they weren’t always accurate, the hope was still there. He would take you to the doctor to be sure later on either way.
You both stare at it, waiting for the strip to change. Wesker hardly even blinks as he waits. He never thought he’d be here, wishing for a kid. But he’s never wanted anything more in his life.
He would try again and again, no matter the turnout.
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