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PLEASE i’ve been thinking abt wonwoo grunting all fucking day im obsessed w him!!!!! such pretty noises!!!!
he’s so pretty >< imagine thinking wonwoo doesn’t make much noise but finding out that he’s so much more vocal when you’re riding him 😵💫
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my thots on this post.
guns ‘n blowjobs...
simon riley who holds a gun on the back of your head while you're sucking him off.
his grunts are guttural and quiet as he gazes down at you, watching as you frantically suck him off sloppily, with drool and spit dripping from your chin. simon chuckles lowly, a cruel and taunting grin plastered on his face. “lower, baby. keep suckin’ me off... already got m‘finger on the trigger, don’t wanna see you’r guts.”
your eyes glisten with tears as you gag, forcing your head further down his shaft as he teases you, letting out soft cooes at the sight of you desperately trying to please him. “there’s m‘girl... there she is.” your lips become puffy, wrapped tightly around the base of his thick and veiny cock, mascara and tears covering your cheeks as you babble and mumble, crying gently through fear of not doing good enough for him.
the muzzle pressed against the back of your head is enough to send you spiralling, desperately trying to prove yourself as a good girl, that you can suck him off nicely. you gag loudly, forcing your lips fully down to his base, your nose pressed against his pubes. you cry weakly, shuddering and trembling as he presses the muzzle of the gun firmly against the back of your head.
“look so pretty on you’r knees, all f’me, yeah?” he cocks his head to the side, one large hand pushing your head down further, feeling the way he bulges out your throat. “cryin’ ‘nd slobberin’ all over you’rself...” he smacks the gun against your head, listening to your soft sniffles and weeps as he continues to grind his dick down your throat.
you bop your head slowly, holding his length by the base while you look up into his eyes obediently, seeing his dark eyes harden and narrow in on you behind the mask. he looks down at you with disgust, and some sort of sick and twisted desire; a used cumsleeve.
throwing his head back, his breathing becomes heavy and hot behind the skull balaclava, his orgasm rushing through him as he shoots ropes of his arousal all down your throat. he bucks his broad hips against your face, keeping your mouth down at the base, taking every drop of his pearly, milky, butter load.
he watches you pant heavily, eyes glistening and cheeks tearstained and glossy. his dick hangs low, balls heavy and still full. he presses the gun between your eyes, pushing you down onto your back and slowly dragging the muzzle of the gun down to your lips, forcing it into your mouth. your lips wrap around the muzzle of the gun, his finger nearing the trigger as he begins to rub his bulbous, hot shaft between your slit and clit, easing inside slowly while you cry and moan around the gun. your pleasured sounds become muffled, your eyes filled with delirium and ecsasty as he begins to fuck you restlessly.
one leg over his shoulder, allowing him to fuck deep into your slick and wet cunt. you rub your clit, your other hand gripping his gloved wrist, arousal dripping from your pussy as he continues to pound into you. each thrust has you moaning, with your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your cunny latching onto his thick, meaty cock. you look into his eyes; already cockdrunk, stupid off of his big dick. you're barely unable to mutter a coherent sentence out, moaning through pleasure at the feeling of his balls smacking against your ass.
your gummy, tight walls pulse around his shaft as he thrusts into you, driving his thick hips into yours. simon's wet, slick dick twitches and throbs deep inside your hole, your clit sensitive as you stimulate it with your fingers, desperately chasing that desired release that keeps you on edge. you become dizzy, arching your back as you suckle on the metal material, your drool dripping from the weapon as he teases you for getting off to this.
“such a filthy thing’, gettin’ off to this... huh? such a dumb slag, can’t even speak -- jus’ a moanin’, dumb mess.” each thrust has your body twitching and squirming, the sensation of your orgasm rupturing through you, causing you to squirt against his muscular, hairy abdomen, your juices coating his scarred skin. you pant, breathless as he doesn't stop for a second, still chasing his own release.
it doesn't take long for simon to be stuffing your swollen, puffy cunt full with his white, hot cum, droplets and fat globs of his load dripping out from your hole. your legs shake and tremble, lips puffy and cunt drooling, your body used and raw as simon takes a deep breath, admiring the mess he'd made of you.
#orla speaks#this is literally driving me crazy and im not sorry 🤞😵💫#rough dom simon riley is a whole brainrot in itself PLEASE#ghost simon riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#simon riley#ghost cod#ghost call of duty#ghost mw2#ghost headcanon
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when i get my inspo back will u guys still be here for my brainrot over this pic?
#there is smtg about hyunjin in his pjs on his bed that just 😵💫😵💫😵💫 BRAINROT.#this will be like his pool pics and tiny ponytail/glasses combo pics ALL OVER AGAIN#my new roman empire
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blue ramona‼️ literally in love with ramona’s outfit from book 6/episode 8 🫶🫶
experimenting incorporating colours w halftones :3 materials n stuff on my previous post!!
#ramona flowers#scott pilgrim fanart#spvtw fanart#spto#spvtw#ramona scott pilgrim#scott pilgrim#scott pilgrim takes off#scott pilgrim vs the world#scott pilgrim takes off fanart#ramona flowers fanart#i have scott pilgrim brainrot 😵💫😵💫
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Imagine meeting up with him at your special location, that old bridge that stretches across the highway.
He always gets there first !! no matter how early you arrive. small smirk and eyes holding a small glint of mischievousness. a look that silently asks “where have you been? been waiting for you..”
Its chilly and the wind is blowing harshly but he still manages to keep you enamored with that casual and nonchalant persona he always has on display
Soobin insists you meet with him at night every time. claiming that the best adventures happen when lights are out but thats just his way of telling you he’d rather see how the moon reflects in your widened eyes after he surprises you with a kiss than risk anyone else seeing him be like this. risk seeing a delinquent like him act so soft with you…
Your parents never liked him, your friends tell you hes no good but with a face like that how can you resist?
HSJAJFHANDJDHAHF this is so stupid but its the first thing i thought of when i saw this….
#ashleyafterhours🐰#im crazy#feeling silly🤓😵💫#soobin#tomorrow x together#soobin imagines#is it obvious im having soobin brainrot guys..
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Bewitched (iii)
↬ pairing: bad boy!yeonjun x good girl!oc
↬ characters: loner bad boy!yeonjun, heartthrob!soobin, best friend!beomgyu, female oc (can be read as f!reader too) + a few supporting characters.
↬ genre: college!au, bad boy!au, slow burn, drama, strangers to lovers, smut, a bit of unrequited love.
↬ summary: After starting college, you never really imagined that you’ll cross paths with Choi Yeonjun — the loner bad boy with influences. But life is full of surprises, ain’t it?
↬ rating & word count: 18+ ; ~3.1K
↬ warnings: profanity, mentions of anxiety, bullying, explicit sexual content; manhandling, dirty talk, fingering, orgasm denial.
↬ disclaimer: this is fictional and doesn’t reflect any of their actions or personality!
↬ previous 𓍯 series masterlist
↬ a/n: thank you to anyone who’s still interested in this baby of mine, i appreciate you a ton <3
You’re supposed to vacuum the apartment today, but you can’t seem to focus, at all. And honestly? It sucks. The more you’ve been trying to move on and be grateful to have dodged a bullet like him, the harder you’ve been thinking about the culprit nonstop.
Three days have passed since you found out a very shocking fact that has left your poor heart in a whirlwind. But you don’t know which is more terrifying — the fact that Daniel is Yeonjun and he lied about his identity, or the cold, harsh truth that you’re still insanely attracted to him.
A dreary sigh escapes you. Life is not favoring you at all. It’s become such a pain in the ass at this point. Why did you have to fall for someone like him? It would’ve been so much easier if you had feelings for someone whom you know and trust, someone sweet and caring, like Soobin, or even Beomgyu.
Plopping down on your couch, you close your eyes. Things are looking very complicated right now. Not only the thought of that lying bastard has plagued your mind, but also, it’s hindering your daily life. You’ve been extremely unmotivated and anxious ever since the truth unfolded. You wish you had the power to fix everything, but alas, you don’t.
You remember how Yeonjun looked at you under the moonlight, the way his soft lips devoured your mouth. Are bad boys really capable of such gentleness? You don’t know… from the start, you’ve stayed away from the problematic people, like “bad boys”, just as your parents instructed. And guys like Yeonjun, if you’re being honest — you still prefer to steer clear out of their way. Not the devil himself, though. He got you addicted so fast and so hard that it’s difficult to back out now.
As if to distract you from his thoughts, your phone rings loudly. You squint your eyes, letting the sound bring you back to reality. Soon after, you inhale sharply and reach for the device, your heartbeat picking up with stupid hope.
Turns out it’s Soobin. With a gentle smile on your face, you answer the call, his soft voice cooing in your ear.
“___, just wanted to check in! How are you holding up?” You calm down almost instantly, grateful to have someone like him in your life.
“I’m… alright, I guess. How about you, Soobs? Anything interesting going on?” You speak softly, not keen on making this gentle giant worried in any way.
“Ehhh, what a lame way of trying to change the subject. It didn’t work. You better be taking care of yourself, miss lady, or I’ll–”
You cut him off midway, reassuring him. “Oh god, of course I am taking care of myself! Don’t worry!”
“Hmph.” Soobin grumps on the other side. Even if he tries to come off as threatening, he really just ends up sounding adorable.
“Oh, come on now, don’t be mad at me…” your voice is adorably childish in the end, making him sigh. Why do you do this to him?
“I’m not mad at you. But you do need to take care of yourself.”
“Did you really call me to lecture me about self-care?”
He groans at that. “So, what if I did?”
You pout, trying to change the subject. “Soob, can I ask you for something?”
“What is it?”
“Where did you meet Yeonjun that day? Just curious.”
There’s no answer.
“Soobin?”
He clicks his tongue. “At our college.”
“I know that! I mean where at the college?!” you whine, clearly displeased.
“I can’t tell you.”
“Why?”
“Trust me, I’m doing you a favor.”
“I didn’t ask for your favor, did I?”
He ends the call, leaving you frustrated. Before you can call him back, you see a message pop up in your notifications.
Soobin: i think ___ is genuinely going crazy
Soobin: beomgyu, we gotta do something
___: Soobin…
Soobin: gyu? this is urgent!
Gyu: uhhh what now..? 😭
Soobin: she wants to know where i met yeonjun.
___: 😶
Gyu: girl why are you asking for trouble
Gyu: if it’s something important we can talk to him about it
___: Do I look like a five year old to you?
___: Why would you talk to him instead of me?
Soobin: you don’t understand, do you?
___: Understand what? This bs?!
Gyu: ___…
Soobin: see, this is why it’s so hard to communicate with you 😔
Gyu: soobin! don’t!
___: Wow, okay. I’ll leave you guys be.
Gyu: nono princess 🥺 don’t listen to him!! soobin is out of his mind!!
Gyu: you can’t just leave us :(
___: Damn right I can 🥰
Soobin: NO ONF IM SO SORRY 😭😭
Soobin: *omg i was just emotional and said whatever came in my mind i’m sorry
Gyu: this is such a mess 🥲
Soobin: don’t leave us 🥺🥺🥺🥺😔😔☹️☹️😢😢💔💔
___: Yeah whatever
Gyu: why do you want to meet yeonjun, anyway?
___: *sigh*
___: It’s personal.
Soobin: uhm that’s suspicious 🙂
___: And you asking the very same Yeonjun for “help” isn’t?
Soobin: ouch 🤕
Gyu: this guy… how many times do i have to tell you to watch your damn mouth 😒
Gyu: ___, i understand that it’s personal. but, as everyone says, it’s better to stay away from him.
___: You two don’t understand 😞
Soobin: i give up
Gyu: soobin 😬
Soobin: i’ll text you the wing, floor and room no.
___: Thank you, I guess
Soobin: you’re welcome bb 🥺
Gyu: soobin, you’re a whole goose 🙄
___: Huh?
Soobin: GYU 🔪🔪🔪
Gyu: nothing lol
___: Okay
Soobin: 🥺🥺
Gyu: 😧
___: ??? Bye
Gyu: just promise that you’ll be careful!
___: Promise 🥰
Gyu: 😘
You smile as you notice Soobin’s direct message shortly after. Instantly giddy, you sent him a bunch of heart emojis.
It’s official. You’re gonna confront Choi Yeonjun. Face to face.
Next monday,
So, today’s the day. You’ve thought it through several times and took your time. Beomgyu did try his best to scare you off, but you’re not afraid of Yeonjun. Not at all.
Maybe because you know that he has a weakness for you. Or probably because the urge to meet him is too much and it’s numbing any other senses. Either way, here you are, walking through the hallway that leads to where he usually hangs around.
Tall, scary looking fellas stare you up and down, whispering to themselves as you walk up to the empty classroom, also known as his den.
“Hey kitty, where are you going?” An edgy looking girl stops you, regarding you curiously. The unsolicited nickname throws you off, but you refuse to let that be visible.
“Isn’t it obvious?” you shrug, hoping to appear nonchalant. They are kinda scary…
Another guy comes up, his voice mocking, “This place isn’t for you, cutie. Go back to your class or something.” A bunch of other guys agree, laughing at you.
Their ridiculous behavior makes you sigh. This type of people are the last ones you wish to deal with. “And who are you to tell me that, exactly!?” you state firmly, crossing your arms around your chest.
A bunch of them chuckle, drawing more attention. “Aww look, she’s trying to bite back. How adorable.”
“Really? Is that a way to treat someone?! If I’m here, that surely means that I have business with him, don’t you think?” you hiss in anger, glaring at everyone who gathers around to see the show.
Your words and attitude only fuel their laugh. A person from the crowd remarks, “Look, this little nobody thinks she has business with ‘him’, apparently.”
More people join in to laugh at you, various remarks being thrown around carelessly. You start to feel cornered and humiliated, your hands turning into fists from frustration.
“Why the hell is there so much noise? Do y’all want to be sent back or what?” A deep, commanding voice shuts everyone up. You turn around with bated breath, your body freezing immediately as your eyes register the familiar face.
It’s him. The demon that’s been haunting you for weeks now.
Yeonjun seems pleasantly surprised when he sees you, but he quickly replaces it with his cold demeanor. “What was happening here?”
The girl who approached you comes forward. “This… this kitty was trying to get into your office. So, I stopped her and asked what she was here for. Guess what? She was trying to be all sassy as if she’s the one in charge. Obviously, she got destroyed… hence all the noise.”
His expression is unreadable for a second, and you wonder if you’re gonna be sent back empty handed. But then, Yeonjun glares at the gathered crowd menacingly, a hushed silence falling across the hallway. The ones at the front immediately lower their heads. “Judging a book by their cover now, are we? I don’t keep you guys around to assume if a kitty has business with me or not. And, last time I checked, stopping someone doesn’t include ridiculing them in front of everyone just to feed your petty little egos.”
“Jun, but–” one of the guys start, taking a step forward.
“I don’t have time for your hollow excuses, get out of here immediately, all of you.”
“We’re sorry!” Several of them chime in, dispersing without looking back. But some throw you suspicious looks, earning another glare from Yeonjun.
“My, my. Rebelling much? If you have a problem, then come over here and talk to me.” His raised voice booms through the space, making everyone leave with mumbled apologies. Once everyone is out of sight, he turns towards you, his eyes earnest. “I’m sorry for how they acted. They’re not used to seeing pretty, little, goody two shoes like you around here. But still, they were rude, and I apologize.”
You nod in acknowledgment, rolling your eyes. For some reason, his words feel insincere. But you have other things to worry about. Like, confronting him for his actions.
Before you can do or think anything further, Yeonjun grabs your wrist, gently pulling you inside the classroom. You gasp when he presses you up against the closed door, his body caging yours, a bit too close for your liking.
His brown irises study you with curiosity. “Why are you here, ____?”
You struggle against his grip, trying to move your hands away but failing. “Ugh– let me go!” Being so close to him makes you feel all mushy, and you don’t want to deal with that now.
Thankfully, he untangles one of his hands from yours, raising an eyebrow. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“Pfft— Shouldn’t I be the one demanding for answers, Daniel?”
Like the maniac he is, Yeonjun chuckles at that, shaking his head. “I see. What answers, if I may?”
Is he kidding with you right now? What the hell is this attitude? “Why did you lie?”
He stops at that, regarding you thoughtfully. “I had my reasons.”
His monotonous reply pushes you off to the edge. Failing to hide your anger, you jab a finger on his chest, demanding clarity. “What reasons, Yeonjun? That you had to lie and play with my feelings for a day?”
Yeonjun grits his teeth, his grip tightening significantly on your wrist. “I did not play with your feelings, ___.”
“Liar.” punching him on the chest, you try to take your hand away, but it backfires. He traps you inside his strong embrace, his hot breath fanning over your head.
“What are you doing–”
He tips your chin upwards, his pupils dilated as he looks at you with a burning hunger. “You enjoy testing my patience, don’t you?”
Your body shivers involuntarily, your lips just inches away from his. Swallowing nervously, you look away. But he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him.
Yeonjun leans in, dangerously close to you. “I’m warning you, don’t play with fire. You’ll be suffering and I hate to admit it, but I’d be damned if that happens.” His whisper is hot against your lips, a weird feeling coiling in your stomach.
What the hell is he talking about? Why does he sound like he’s from a cliché forbidden romance fanfiction?
“Well, what if I want to play with fire?” You suppress your wish to cringe, eyes challenging him to reply. A strange wave of emotions displays in his brown irises, his free hand forming into a tight fist.
“Don’t blame me when you get burnt.” His lips crashes against yours swiftly. Yeonjun lets go of your arm, and you curl them around his neck, instinctively pulling him closer. He smiles in the kiss, as if victorious, his hand grabbing your ass and squeezing the flesh briefly. The stinging sensation makes you moan.
Yeonjun grazes your lower lip with his teeth, asking for permission to ravish your mouth — which you gladly provide. His prying tongue slides past your lips, meeting with your tongue in a passionate kiss. You gasp in pleasure, pulling onto his hair when he starts trailing kisses down your jaw. Yeonjun backs you up against the only table in the room, his voice a growl. “Why do you do this to me? Fuck!”
You look at him, your chest heaving as you try to process the mind-blowing kiss. But alas, he’s not done yet.
“Are you here for this, huh?” He reaches to drag his thumb over your chin, forcing your gaze up to him. “Wanted my touch that bad? ___?”
Liquid heat rushes through your veins when he moves his hands all over your body, brushing against your sensitive spots. He squeezes your breasts, enjoying the perky nipples that he feels through your clothes. “Tell me.”
“No!” You choke out, “I came here to ask you why you lied about your iden– ahh, god!”
Yeonjun lowers his head to your neck, dipping his tongue to lick the sweet spot. You melt under his touch, both pleased and bewildered by the fact that he obviously hasn’t forgotten your most sensitive spots. His eyes are fixed on you as he brushes both his hands beneath your skirt, tracing them up to the edge of your panties.
You throw your head back in pleasure, your knuckles turning pale as you grip on the edge of the table. “Please… ” you mewl, looking at him desperately.
Yeonjun smirks, brushing your inner thighs. “Please what?”
“I need you to touch me.” You sigh shakily, your eyes pleading with him. Apparently, he’s beyond teasing, because as soon as he reaches your soaked pussy, he pulls the piece of clothing to the side and pushes two of fingers into you.
“Yeonjun…” your head falls on to his shoulder while he pumps you gently, a groan escaping him.
“Fuck, you’re drenched.”
He picks up pace, not giving you a moment to breathe. You cry out when he curls his fingers inside you, hitting your g-spot. His pace gets rougher, clearly fueled by your moans.
When his thumb finds your clit, you clench around him, your breath coming in short gasps.
Yeonjun smiles complacently. “You love this, don’t you?” The pressure on your clit increases slightly. “You love that I’m the one doing this to you.”
Without waiting for an answer, he draws his now slick digits away and puts them in his mouth, depriving you of an orgasm.
You whine, biting his neck from the frustration. Yeonjun makes you look at him, his voice dropping by an octave, “Bad girls don’t get to come.”
You try to rock your hips, craving any type of friction that can satisfy you. But he stops you, growling in your ear, “It’s time to go back, sweetheart. I have work to do. As much as I’d love to do you instead… I can’t. Not now.”
You look at him with dazed eyes, your voice a whimper, “You always leave me high and dry like this. I came here to confront, but you–”
“Shh. I told you; I had my reasons. I was simply trying to protect you.”
“Protect me from what exactly?”
Dropping a kiss on your forehead, he retracts. “I’ll tell you the next time we meet, ___. If I find it feasible, of course. You should probably fix your clothes though…”
You look at your disheveled state, sighing. “You’re not trying to get rid of me, are you?”
Yeonjun looks offended. “You clearly don’t know me yet.”
“But–”
“No buts. Don’t you have classes or some shit?”
You yelp at that, suddenly remembering where you exactly are. Quickly climbing down from the desk and fixing your clothes. While you finger brush your stray waves, he regards you intently.
“Like what you see?”
Yeonjun chuckles, nodding. You walk up to the nearby window to see your state, the dusty glass surprisingly reflecting quite well. “Tsk, thank god I wear a transfer-proof lip tint. All of my lip-gloss is gone however, and it looks weird.”
“You don’t have a bag with you, though. How are you gonna reapply?”
You sigh. “I left my bag with Soobin. I’ll just reapply later.”
“Wait.” Yeonjun walks up to you slowly. “Won’t it look suspicious, though? I have a lip balm, does that work?” He offers you a small tube of strawberry scented lip balm.
“Well, it won’t look the same but obviously it’ll be somewhat glossy.”
“Then take it.”
You quirk an eyebrow at him, gingerly taking the tube from his hand. His eyes follow each of your little movements as you part your lips a bit and apply the lip balm, pouting at the end which makes him chuckle.
“Thanks, here you go.” You proceed to give it back, but Yeonjun shakes his head, throwing his hands up.
“You can keep it for yourself. It suits you so well.”
“Oh?” A bit surprised, you look at the cutesy tube of lip balm in your hands. “Thank you…? Won’t you need it though? Your lips look a bit dry, even now.”
“Are my lips dry? Hold on.” Yeonjun leans in for a peck, his lips firmly landing on yours. Your heart skips a beat from his sudden action, butterflies in your stomach. Why’s he so???
He pulls back soon enough, rubbing his lips together. “Thanks, baby.” The glint in his eyes indicate that he’s enjoying this exchange very much, only causing your heart to go mayhem.
Nodding, you start to walk away nervously. You cross the room quicker than expected, hand resting on the lock of the door. “We are not done yet, Choi Yeonjun.” As you look back one last time, you feel a strange sting in your chest.
Yeonjun tilts his head, smiling, “Oh, trust me, this is just the start.”
end of part iii ↺ next
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thank you so much for reading!! it’s been a while but i hope this was a fun read! 🩷 sorry for any mistakes left in there!
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#🪄; things i’ve written#series: bewitched 🔖#txt smut#yeonjun smut#yeonjun x reader#kpop smut#txt x reader#yeonjun imagines#txt imagines#kpop imagines#txt scenarios#yeonjun scenarios#kpop scenarios#txt fanfic#yeonjun fic#sorry if it ever felt like this is an abandoned series. it's not.#i just take a lot of time to update#i kinda forgot how brainrot inducing bewitched yeonjun is 😵💫... bark bark#he got me kicking my feet and giggling and shit
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do you guys think ollie smelled felix’s boxers…and like felix would accidentally walk in one time wanting to surprise him but he just sees that and laughs and says “you know if you want the real thing all you have to do is ask ollie”
#i’m melting just thinking abt it 😵💫#oliver quick#felix x oliver#cattonquick#felix catton#lgbtqia#wormswurld posts 🌟#wormswurld brainrot 🌟#nsft
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Okay but the way Miguel is the perfect character for the vampire AU where he loses his lover and after hundreds of years finally sees them reincarnated and is determined not to lose them again by any means necessary-
#WALK WITH ME#seeing how desperate he was in the movie- I can only imagine how he would be in this scenario#will I write this? someday probably#maybe soon cause the miguel brainrot is- WHEW 😵💫😵💫😵💫#dream rambles about spiderverse 🕸️#miguel x reader#miguel o’hara x y/n#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o’hara x you#across the spiderverse x reader#atsv x reader
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stolitz wip ♡♡
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pervert!jun who cums in his pants during makeouts because he can’t help it n begs to eat you out, making such a mess when he scrambles to shove everything off the counter, sloppy tongue and wanting praise so badly… should give him some cunny before he nuts again ><
eeeek pervy stuff is just so !! pussy drunk jun— ;-;
MILLS…..,!,!:$:$/!/
imagine jun coming into your lil home office all needy n hard :( and you entertain him, letting him distract you from your work for just a bit because… look at him… he’s so cute n pouty. omg n you just start sloppily making out with him against your desk…till he just cums. untouched. like you should’ve known bc… you know he’s a little perv and you know he’s always reduced to a mess in mere minutes when it comes to you.
“aww, junnie… again?” you giggle noticing the way he whines and jerks in your grasp. “you’re so easy.”
and he’s shuddering, “c-can i… can i taste you— please? i-i wanna—“ and before he can even finish he’s pressing you against your desk. “please, fuck, i need it.”
and you’re cooing at him, a mocking pout on your lips, “aw, you need it?”
“please.”
and you can hear the urgency in his voice, so you give him a small giggle before muttering out an ‘okay.’
and, holy shit, he’s never moved faster in his fucking life. he swats the papers off your desk, pulling down your shorts and panties, and sitting you atop of the desk before falling to his knees.
he eats you out like his life depends on it, tongue lapping at your cunt eagerly, practically begging for you to praise him. and you do, of course, he’s your good, pervy boy <3
but, please, for the love of god, let him fuck you when he’s done with you ‘cuz he’ll just be bucking his hips, trying to fuck the air for some type of relief the entire time. :(
#i didnt read this over and idk if its good#but 🫡 junhui brainrot#[💌: majestyjun]#★︎ — millie !#UR CONCEPTS ARE CRAZY#UR BRAIN 😵💫!#seventeen hard hours
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'Cause I got some intuition, or maybe I'm superstitious,
but I think you're a pretty sweet pill that I'm swallowing down~
To counter this addiction-
You got me on a mission-
Tell me, darling, can I get a break, somehow?
How could I say no? 💙
He’s got a love like woe~
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the idea of bein the newcomer in kappa’s cult and watching how he starts paying more attention to you than anyone else like 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫
think pacify her by melanie martinez
#sai speaks#:3#<333#kappa black mirror#kappa brainrot 😵💫#this was someone else’s idea#but i can’t remember who 💔
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being soooo normal and thinking about carlos waiting for tk after news broke about tim versus tk waiting for carlos before telling him about his uncle’s prognosis. the anxiety clamouring through both of them. just needing each other. the silent communication after tim, and the way tk falls knowing carlos will catch him, and the way they must’ve sat there for so long. the grief stretching around them, the relief that maybe felt shameful (but it doesn’t matter) prodding at their hearts, the fact this was so early in their relationship and it so easily could’ve been pried from them too soon. the way carlos kisses tk’s head and tucks his hand under his jacket and tk grips onto carlos’ arm, neither of them wanting to be the first to let go. the familiarity and comfort and pleasant surprise of carlos coming home late to tk, waiting for him, but he doesn’t know about tk’s turmoil or his incessant need to check for tremors. the sense that something is wrong and the silent ticking of seconds, carlos letting tk gather his words to speak. carlos worrying for tk’s health but realizing once tk’s truest worry is how it’ll affect carlos, how it’ll result in carlos leaving him, it all clicks because he knows how to make this hurt fade, even for a moment. he knows how to reassure because it’s nothing but the truth. and tk cries and it’s a release and it’s a relief because there’s still so much uncertainty but his biggest fear is losing carlos for good and carlos has all but shaken him and promised him he’ll never let that happen. they’ve held each other so many times since that ashy night and even still it feels like coming home when tk falls into carlos’ arms—the come here silent but needed, yet another reassurance—and clings and cries and feels carlos’ mouth against his neck. the way they must sit there for hours and just like that night on the stairs, it doesn’t matter because they have each other, and at least this time the surface they’ve chosen is comfier.
#jen and i: brainrot activated in the chat#the current headspace is seeing gifs and yelling about them with jen and then crying through a rewatch of those scenes and yelling more#THESE TWO SCENES ARE JUST SO—😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫#tarlos#911ls
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what do you think of käärijä's glasses today 👀👀
hey! I think it makes looks jere even more handsome (like how is that possible??? 😭😭😭 and hot, i said hot?). It really fits him and matches with the rings. Nice choice! I hope to see them again, and of cursed i'm drawing.
thanks for asking 😌
#it made made my heart beat so fast and also I blushed 😵💫#the brainrot is real#käärijä#kä OF adventures
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Short Story - Forget-Me-Not
Characters/Ship: Lucifer x MC
Word Count: 273
Warnings: None, just a fluffy drabble/super short story =)
MC had been working beside Lucifer at the desk in his study for quite some time. Growing tired of their task, MC found themself absentmindedly looking over at the focused demon beside them. If he knew they were staring at him, he seemingly paid it no mind, continuing to scribble away at the important document in front of him.
The human soon noticed that their free hand—the one not holding a pen—happened to be next to Lucifer’s free hand. Slowly, they inched closer before locking pinkies with him. The gesture was enough to bring the demon’s writing to a complete halt and prompt him to glance down at their interlocked fingers.
“What’s this?” Lucifer asked with a smirk, his eyes then trailing over to MC’s. “Were you feeling lonely even though I’m right beside you?”
MC returned their attention to their pinkies. “Just...wanted to make sure you didn’t forget I was here.”
There was a moment of thoughtful silence before MC saw Lucifer move his hand away from them. Their heart stung from the action, but in less than a second, it was healed completely—even ready to soar out of their chest—when the demon took their whole hand in his and pressed a kiss to the back of it.
Lucifer’s voice was low, his lips softly ghosting over MC’s hand as he spoke, “How could I? The time we spend together is precious to me.” He then used his other hand to tilt MC’s chin up, requiring them to meet his gaze. “But, if you’re worried, perhaps we should take a short break for me to prove it to you. Come here.”
#the lucifer brainrot is real 😵💫#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me lucifer#obey me mc#obey me lucifer x mc#short story#drabble#fluff
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Dilf!Jungkook handcuffs you
thirst drabbles (4/∞)
fandom » bts
pairing » jungkook x f!reader
rating » 18+ (minors dni!)
genre » smut, established relationship.
word count » ~ 500
warnings » profanity, dom!jk, sub!reader, dilf!jk, use of handcuffs, marking, breeding kink, size kink (?), dirty talking, unprotected sex, creampie, lmk if i missed anything!
The rattle of the handcuffs around your wrists gets louder with each of Jungkook’s thrusts. Head thrown back and eyes snapped shut, you feel your back arching and breasts jiggling as the pleasure builds; his cock steadily pounding into you.
Lord, he knows how to fuck you.
“Ju–jungkook!” A purr of satisfaction rumbles in your throat, his length brushing all those sensitive spots deep inside your core. You can feel his smirk against your neck before he messily bites down on the velvety flesh. His tongue darts out to soothe the burning skin immediately after. You moan, squeezing his girth with your inner walls appreciatively.
“You love it when I fill this needy little cunt, don’t you? Such a naughty girl.” Jungkook trails hot, open-mouthed kisses up your neck and reaches for your earlobe, nibbling on it. You can only whine in response. His grip on your thighs tightens, hips angling to plunge even deeper inside your slippery warmth. A loud cry escapes you when the bulbous tip of his cock nudges your cervix. You writhe under him helplessly with your hands cuffed above your head, craving your release like a moth craves a flame.
“Look at you, oh fuck! Taking my cock like a good girl and begging me with those teary eyes.” Jungkook lets out a growl, muffling your incoherent words with a deep, passionate kiss.
The sound of your moans and his groans, paired up with the consistent slapping of skin bounces off of the walls of your shared bedroom. It makes you flustered, and you feel yourself clenching around him.
“I’m– um, gonna come! Please, harder…” You choke out with difficulty, eyes closing shut when his thumb finds your swollen clit, rubbing it in tight circles.
“Oh yeah? You’re gonna come all around my cock?” Jungkook mutters, his voice hoarse from lust. Capturing your mouth in an all-consuming kiss, he increases his pace, pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in. The slick of your core runs down your thighs in the process, making him curse.
“What if I bred your little womb again, hm? Got you pregnant with another lil’ sunshine?”
“I– I’m–” you stumble over your words, drooping eyelids barely managing to catch his fond yet hungry gaze watching your body convulse under him.
“Jungkook!”
Orgasm blazes through your whole system, and for a moment, you’re blinded by white light clouding your vision. Jungkook holds you close, as if you might shatter any moment if he doesn’t. Your gummy walls pulsate around his cock repetitively, triggering his own release.
“Fuck baby! Fuck!” He curses, his head falling to rest on your shoulder as the thick ropes of his cum fill you up generously, an approving mewl leaving your throat.
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thank you so much for reading hehe!! i really hope you enjoyed it 🥺! consider leaving a reblog or a comment to let me know what you think of this!! feedback through asks will be appreciated too! support your local writers, y’all. things are not looking good at the moment 🙁
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