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I like Ogerpon a normal amount 🌱
#by normal amount i mean im obsessed#she's my daughter my child my gremlin my sunshine my everything#pokemon#pokemon sv#the teal mask#ogerpon#my art#my stuff: pokemon
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do i even need to caption these anymore you already know the drill
#i dont even want to count the amount of times ive drawn them atp its actually concerning#im very normal about them (extremely obvious lie)#duck scribbles#doodles#midoyuzu#yuzumido#midori takamine#yuzuru fushimi#enstars#ensemble stars#was going to make a 2nd related comic but from yuzurus pov but i ran out of time :'] maybe once im home from the con tmrw#just like to think abt mido probably only approaching him for his art and starting to pay more attention to the person himself after a while#obsessed w them labeled as ''perplexed by'' and ''big fan (+master artist) on each others relationship charts skjdjkgsdhkgdsgh#but like yuzuru said in jingle bells he is a little happy to have one of his juniors that attached to him its so. augh#its nice to see him go from gently turning him down or dodging his requests to humoring him instead and enjoying himself#hell yeah!! go have fun u two#they mean the entire world to me !!!!!#minicomic tag
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i dont watch any of the media that hes in, but whenever i see a clip of brennan lee mulligan reciting a monologue or descending into madness or both-
i just want to let him know that no one can do it like him... there is something in his brain that just prints out these monologues in real time with perfectly orchestrated lines and i want to learn how he does it
#i mean i talk like that normally#like with that amount of vocabulary#bc im obsessed with shakespeare and grew up with people who woiuldnt let me use slang words so i spoke properly#ajklsdf;#but like how does his brain work like that#i want to study him like a bug#(affectionate)#brennan lee mulligan#uh idk what else to tag this#<3
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ripping this moment to shreds with my teeth
#OUGH YGHHHH ARGHHHH UGHHH RHRGRHRRHHRRRGRHRGHRRGHRH#sorry but im forever thinking about this literally tattooed this moment on my skin forever it means everything to me#one day we will unpack my obsession with murderous prettyboys who scratch their own skin bloody in moments of despair#cause their own downfall with their carelessness and their closest loyal friends' deaths with their fucked up ambition#and attempt suicide after their fall from grace#(they also fuck highborn women and have a weird gay thing going on with their misogynistic bestie. btw)#so yes we will unpack that but not today thanks. its not illegal to want to chew on murderous femboys yet#the three musketeers#vicomte de bragelonne#alexandre dumas#aramis i like you a normal amount king haha im unwell#anyway the fact that i could have just let this hyperfixation go a year ago and been totally fine and at peace with it#if sofia hadnt organised a playdate for her two coolest mutuals who hadnt known each other before...
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#shout out to my nana for saying my dad spends money like water#my dad who struggles with the idea of spending money bc of obsessive compilation thoughts but is making an effort#bc whats the point of saving up all your life just to die. nana? my dad whose wife is literally dying of cancer and is beginning to circle#the drain so hes deciding he wants to start spending his retirement money now while shes still alive. u old witch. Jesus christ. my mum#isnt gonna live forever. shes getting her bladder removed in February i think. imo ill just b happy if she lives past the end of my 5year#program. like holy fuck. i mean. its not really nanas fault. she probably has 0cd and probably has 0cpd. but like this is y u wanna try to#get better. so you dont grow into a miserable old fuck whose family hates u bc ur awful and killing ur husband thru ur illness. just saying#as someone whose can see their own behaviors mirrored in her. this is y i cant go on like this lol#hopefully i hit my rock bottom last year. ugh. i just wish i could sleep. when im not super depressed i cant seem to get a normal amount of#sleep and im exhausted all afternoon. im awake at night and early in the morning. it makes me nauseous too. insomnia i guess#but ive always slept rather little. maybe it was compulsive and now im just old and cant take it#hate it. wish it would stop but at least i dont feel like dying anymore i guess. im guessing the meds r exacerbating thr sleep issues if not#causing it. ugh symptom management i guess#unrelated
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I was going through the autism diagnostic criteria with my partner and asking him if he could think of any clear examples of my behaviour that correspond to each one and on a completely unrelated note I am apparently way more noticeably obsessed with cats than I realised
#help i thought i just liked them a normal amount#like obviously if you see a cat you have to stop your whole day to try to befriend it#wven if youre running late and on the verge of a panic attack#the cat must be befriended#and of course if the cat doesnt like me i respect their boundaries but am also heartbroken all day#you know#totally normal human stuff#but apparently it is a notable trait of mine that i am obsessed with cats and he has “never seen me so happy” as when i am around a cat#apparently most people dont buy and carry around cat treats on the offchance they might meet a cat in the course of their day#like i dont think it means i have autism just bc im obsessed with cats that would be stupid#but it is hilarious that i asked “hey do i have any abnormally intense interests?”#and without missing a fucking beat this man replied “oh like how you are with cats?”#there were other stuff on the list too ofc#like dnd and linguistics and permaculture and mushrooms and stuff#which i recognise are probably more akin to what i would typically think of as a special interest in how i interact with those things#but top of his list was cats#i dont even have a cat#i have never had a cat#i just really love them#i reckon if i had cats i would never leave the house tbh but it would be worth it bc id have cats yk
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The last time Darius talked directly to Eberwolf on screen:
And it's him bitching all the way back to when we first met both of them in "Eda's Requiem".
The last time Eberwolf talked directly to Darius on screen:
And it's him calling out Darius' lie in front of the whole rebellion back in "Clouds On The Horizon".
Maybe if we're extremely lucky they'll exchange one more singular line of dialogue in one of the last two specials lol orz
#toh#darius deamonne#eberwolf the huntsman#me: im attached to these chars a normal amount. i mean we got so much depth out of them!#me remembering theyve barely been on screen at all: oh no#w/e i have no regrets theyre hilarious & theyre family#i was obsessed w lilith&hooty back when s2a was airing & darius&eber are the spiritual successors to that#tc posts
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sometimes you just have to take a character you hate (love) and draw them and be a little bit evil
#me with neptune ☺️☺️☺️#shes so mean and i hate her#im obsessed with her#but thats okay#ocs#i love my ocs a normal amount#shes a particularly special one to me though#must be the projection#😌
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LIOSLAITH eladrin necromancer; fawn of the feywild (dnd)
the hot one: You're that one hunk that EVERYONE has a crush on. Your wit and charm is known to make fangirls faint, and half of the entire fandom's thirst posts are about you. You could eat a cookie and everyone would lose their shit. Congrats, dude.
LHYSA the bane of rulers; the assassin (the witcher/dai)
morally grey: You helped the hero's once, but only for money. And you sold them out later, but only to save your daughter (twin brother) from slavers (certain death by witch hunters, the wild hunt, the chantry). Your actions and motives are constantly contradicting, with no end in sight. Twitter and Reddit are divided in very different ways. Tumblr wants to eat you raw.
AYRENN the painted phoenix of plaithus (the exile)
should have been the villain: You're a good guy, but you shouldn't have been. Your appearance, your skillset, your backstory, it would have been perfect. But no, they had to make you a hero. I guess you were just too good to be true. You will always be a villain in our hearts.
RULES:
make your oc in this picrew.
take this uquiz to find out what the fandom would think of you if you were a fictional character.
my beloveds @confidentandgood, @blackreaches, @shellibisshe, @risingsh0t, @leviiackrman, @spectorss, @adelaidedrubman and @marivenah tagged me to do this cutest quiz + picrew tag! ty so much!
tagging: @griffin-wood, @saintsilver, @florbelles, @arklay, @steelport, @belorage, @lustyargonianmaid, @flyntz, @celticwoman, @blissfulalchemist, @aceghosts, @trinnaeste, @heroofpenamstan, @shadowglens, @nokstella, @yennas, @loriane-elmuerto. @jackiesarch, @manghhos, @aelyosos, @chuckhansen, @queennymeria, @rosebarsoap and you!
#only if you want to of course! 🌿💚#and if you’ve done this already as always please feel free to ignore 🤍 and if i missed you please take this as ur tag!#oc: lioslaith mac ruaidhrí#oc: lhysa#oc: ayrenn urthemiel#alas the links are also being funky ✨🤧#even uquiz thinks ur morally questionable lhysa ✨🥴#eredin LOATHESS faron jsjxjxh yes that is his son YEA that also means lhysa is his daughter and yes faron is a thorn at his side ✨🥴#that aen saevherne son of his is a royal PAIN i tell you sjzjhx#alyssa I’m having a BREAKDOWN over ayrenns?#GODD the way that this sounds like her mom and the overseer? and what she tells herself? IM FINE THIS IS FINE.#TAKES ME OUT AT THE KNEES LET ME TELL YOU ✨🤧#introducing lio! my dear eladrin noble necromancer ✨😌#i am SO excited for the party to get to know her in saturday ✨🥺 I ADOREE HER A NORMAL AMOUNT#its her summer and winter forms! beloved dearest dear girl! 🌿🌲❄️🌨#a k*nife fit her the best bc ✨necromancy✨ u know?#(ngl maybe ill throw her into baldurs gate and pathfinder….. maybe guild wars.. IM OBSESSED WITH HER LISTENN)#i mean i totally agree uquiz she could so much as BREATHE and i would! i support her in all her endeavors!#THE WAY ALL OF THEM HAVE 🔪 im yelling! peak cute but could k*ll u ajjzjzhx ✨😌#leg.ocs#leg.tagged#TY DEARS FOR THE TAG 🤍🥺 this was the cutest to do for them! and to introduce lio!#hmmm maybe I’ll give her a daughter ✨🥺 IVE BEEN THINKINGG.. especially since she’s got a linked verse now? maybe w/i*sengrim?
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i really wish i could just intern in a writers room full time or something instead of going to my stupid competitive college doing things i dont care about with a completely sadistic workload for an insane amount of money just slowly killing myself over time for no god damn reason. that would be so much simpler and perhaps, maybe, possibly, enjoyable even. but i guess this is my life for the next one and a half to two years. haha. and for fucking what. to go into an industry where i'll be even more overworked and with higher stakes and where i'll just waste time rotting away for the foreseeable future for the sake of some dead eyed company or whatever else. really bleak existence if i do say so myself
#kibumblabs#negative#delete later#i really wasnt made to function in this world#really really wasnt#im not capable of normal work. a normal social life. any kind of aspirations come and go and in the end#im always unmotivated and hate whatever im doing. or i just stop doing it for no reason.#my obsessive tendencies are really over the top these days and i can not do anything outside a specific interest at the moment#i cant like things a healthy amount and distribute my time and focus evenly between things i just go all out on one thing at a time and#everything in the world is suddenly virtually irrelevant. or like. i still care about certain things but all motivation or effort put into#them just. dies.#this is the third summer in a row im realizing that ive spent alone just watching my health and my sanity get annihilated over time#and when i say health i really mean it not just my mental health. last year it was me becoming dangerously underweight (100lbs at 5'7) and#all the shitty side effects that come with that (constant stomach problems constant shakiness constant fatigue etc). this year my weight's#fine (probably thanks to testosterone) but my sleep patterns have become. well. not patterns anymore.#random intervals for tiny amounts of time. its really no wonder why im losing my fucking mind lmao#anyway im gonna shut up now. i'll delete this later cause i know im gonna regret saying any of it and cringe
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Looking up anime opening/ending songs that i thought were a banger (back when i actually listened to opening/ending song before watching the anime, cuz now i dont cuz im lazy<3) and fucking encountered this one anime that fucking brouhht me migrane inducing war flashbacks, fushigi yuugi. For the longest time this anime didnt even exist anymore in my brain until i was reminded abt it now. When i tell yall this mf anime swept, it swept alright. My entire 3rd grade classmates loved this fuxkn anime and no other anime aired locally at the timw could compare. Well except for me, i did love it but i was based from a young age you see and IRONICALLY. i was treated like a fuckkng outcast because i refused to join in their shitty character assigning and rp-ing. Everyone was so fucking cringe i hope every single one of them remember it from time to time and die of cringe every single time and realize i was a based kid ahead of her time and didnt deserve that kind of maltreatment.
#fushigi yuugi#i dont even remember the plot anymore#but i trust younger me if she says she only likes it a slightly below average (which is normal amount btw#+everyone else is just insane except me)#now that i think abt it i was obsessed w azumanga daioh at that time AND I STILL LOVE IT UNTIL NOW id always watch it after school at my#dads workplace and it pissed me off that we dont stay late enough for me to watch the entire episode#some lucky days i get to finish an entire episode<3#and ranma 1/2 i think????? i think they aired around d same time AND ALSO MAKIBAOH MY BELOVED😭😭😭😭😭#azumanga daioh#ranma 1/2#makibao#lmao theres no makibao tag on tumblr ig#i mean it didnt predict when im writing it like it does on other anime
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A linguistic analysis of tumblr hyperbole in the tags
This post expands my previous analysis of hyperbolic reactions to cluster tags by themes. There were too many themes, some of them overlapping, to create a cohesive graph. Instead, I present several overarching themes from a data set of 50 tags observed and documented in various corners of tumblr.
1. Feeling Normal™️
Tags within this cluster profess Normal feelings (read: extreme excitement, enthusiasm, obsession, derangement, etc.).
#mmmmrrrghuhhhhghhh #I'm so normal about it teehee
#absolutely not rending my clothing #feeling very normal and not feral at all
#i will simply never recover #gif sets sent to personally destroy me
#i can't cope #the eyes #i'm a puddle
#i am INCONSOLABLE #i am DISTRAUGHT
#IM NOT OKKAAAAAAYYYYYY
#FEELING TOTALLY ONE HUNDRED PERCENT NORMAL
2. Feralness
The following data points conjure animalistic behavior. There’s a non-zero amount of biting and chewing involved.
#chomping biting barking
#biting my arms off
#rattling my cage
#[incoherent biting noises]
#chewing glass
#chewing through wood
#*shaking the bars of my enclosure* HELLO!!!!!!!!
#climbing the walls
#biting gnawing chewing
#im gonna rip off my front door and eat it
3. Noisy Emotional Outbursts
These tags encompass crying, screaming, yelling, and other loud reactions.
# shaking sobbing crying
#SCREAMIIIING BANGING MY HEAD ON THE WALL
#*no thoughts only wailing*
#i am SOBBING
#IM CRYING LIKE A BITCH
#*just fucking yelling*
#S C R E A M
#screeching into a pillow
#brb sobbing for 5-7 business years
4. Throwing
All of these tags except the last one involve being thrown instead of throwing things. I, personally, am entertained by the range of places/situations people are throwing themselves into.
#i am going to THROW MYSELF into the SEA
#hurl me into the sea
#hurl me into the sun
#trebuchet me into the sun
#hurl me straight at europa
#vent me out of an airlock
#slam me against a wall
#put me in a box and throw me down the stairs
#throwing myself into traffic you know?
#just defenestrate me already
#defenestrate me #absolutely hurl me through plate glass
#i'm going to start tossing furniture
5. Bodily Harm
There’s a good deal of overlap with the previous theme. Nearly all of the tags involving throwing would result in varying degrees of bodily harm. Here are the tags outside of the Throwing subgroup.
#im going to throw upppppp
#tearing my hair out
#banging my head against the wall
#SCREAMIIIING BANGING MY HEAD ON THE WALL
#biting my arms off
#microwaving myself
#crumple me up and microwave me
6. Absurdism
My personal favorite cluster. The imagery conjured and resulting comedic hyperbole is just [chef’s kiss].
#im gonna rip off my front door and eat it
#crumple me up and microwave me
#put me in a box and throw me down the stairs
#defenestrate me #absolutely hurl me through plate glass
7. Keysmashes
These tags center less around meaning and more around style, so they form the last group. A handful of these could fall under Noisy Emotional Outbursts because they represent reaction noises. In my linguistic judgment, keysmashing increases the hyperbole – consider augh versus aughfhghghghhh – the latter reads as prolonged and more intense emotionally.
#aghdjakgsjadhjaka *
#hrhrhrhgnnnghhhhh
#aughfhghghghhh
#mmmmrrrghuhhhhghhh #I'm so normal about it teehee
#waughfhghghh
#oughhhhghghhh
*one digression in a friend discord server was how people interpret keysmashes in their minds. Some hear the first couple letters and then some sputtering, others hear static. It’s a common joke that you need a minor in linguistics to understand conversations in this friend group. Such is the nature of things when the chaos linguist energy is strong.
#internet linguistics#tumblr linguistics#tumblr dialect#hyperbole#linguistics#tumblr#speaking and musing#the chaos linguist speaks
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im so obsessed with the touchstarved hero thing that you did ive read it more than 20 times, a very normal amount yes, would you ever think of writing another touchstarved prompt or even a touchstarved villain one? thank you so much for your work
"I don't mind."
"Hm?" The protagonist looked up, brow furrowing.
"I don't mind when you touch me," the villain said. "That is - it's not horrific."
"Well, I'm glad I wasn't horrific. Life goals."
The villain shot them a look.
The protagonist smiled despite themselves. It was too easy to feel lulled, brain at ease for the first time in far too long, buzzing with all the good endorphins. Intimacy. Closeness. It was impossible to dwell on the danger, for as surely as there was attraction, there was danger.
They leaned in, slowly enough to clearly telegraph their intentions, and pressed a kiss to the villain's chest. Half teasing. Half something infinitely more dangerous, like genuine affection for the terrible idea sprawled beneath them.
The villain held their gaze. They almost even smiled back. They tangled their fingers into the protagonist's hair instead, but didn't tug them away. They let the protagonist settle even closer than before, head against their beating chest.
The protagonist was starting to understand that meant something too.
"It's merely that people don't do it very often," the villain said, voice clipped, carefully controlled. "Touch me, I mean. Or when they do, it's with the sort of casual presumption that makes me want to rip their hands off. You do not presume."
"Well, you did look ready to rip my hands off once or twice." They knew what the villain meant though. When the protagonist had touched suddenly, unexpectedly, it had been less about trying to control the villain and more just needing something to hold onto as the villain kissed them stupid. Instinct. Desire. Need. The villain had known that, hadn't they? "But you're welcome. I mean, any time."
The villain nodded. Once. Curt - uncomfortable, perhaps, with such an open and vulnerable emotion. They cleared their throat.
The protagonist felt another stupid swell of warmth. They could hear the villain's heartbeat slowing beneath their ear, trusting, and it felt like yet another giddy thrill for the day. A complicated and tentative privilege.
They lay together, in their stolen moment of illicit peace.
"Besides," the villain broke the silence after a while. "Next time, I can always ziptie your hands to the bed posts."
"Next time?" The protagonist's heart skipped.
The villain shrugged. "You like touching. You'd look adorable begging for it. I think I'd like to see that."
The protagonist was sure they'd gone all wide-eyed again, flushed and flustered, because that time the villain definitely smiled. They hesitated, then tugged the protagonist's hair.
"Come back here so I can kiss you again," the villain said.
The protagonist obliged, even as their brain whirled through all the villain had said.
How long had it been since someone touched the villain like this? Since the villain let themselves be touched? It was clearly something they craved, enjoyed, just as clearly as it was something more complicated than that too.
They stopped thinking as the kiss deepened. They drew themselves a little closer still, ever-mindful of where they put their hands, and only more conscious now because of that of the way the villain's body responded beneath them. The shiver of breath. The thud of their heart. The way the villain pressed in, only to pull back again, like a starved creature that could only sustain itself in small increments before it became too much.
It was intoxicating. It felt just a little like power. A good, perfect, brilliant sort of power.
As they broke apart, the villain studied them for another long moment, expression unreadable, but eyes almost soft.
"Come on," the villain murmured. "Play time's over. Let's go."
#to me this is Johnny and Finch#for anyone who knows those characters#hero x villain#villains and heroes#protagonist and antagonist#heroes and villains#villain x hero#writing#story#touch-starved#i like the thought of a more complicated touch-starvation where the villain is very much touch-starved#but also very much eager to be in control of how they are touched
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“MAMACITA” H.J.
{ MDNI }
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Milking Jisung.
Till he can’t think straight, mumbling how good it feels every time the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, and his hands jerking against the grip of ropes keeping his hands tied behind his back.
He’s trying so hard to breathe normally, sweat dripping down his temple, and a thin sheen of it glistening on his bare chest and neck. You swallow him whole, staying still for a second or two just to hear him whine a string of pleads before removing your mouth completely with a jaded smile on your face. Jisung’s whole body convulses at the loss of warmth and gentle constriction your throat provides.
“More, please…more,” he groans pathetically, hips lifting towards your face for some sort of contact but you just giggle at his weak attempt and he curses while throwing his head back into the pillow.
“Baby, I swear I’ll cum for you….” Jisung mewls, cock twitching involuntarily as his eyes meet your satisfied stare. You kitten lick his tip, lapping up all the droplets of cum he’s consistently releasing, and not breaking eye contact once.
“You will?…” you muse at him with false delight and he nods with a pout forming on his lips.
His expression twists with a series of pleasant looks. Biting back a smile as he watches your every move. Grinning when you teasingly wrap your lips around his pulsing tip just to release it with a soft ‘pop’ . His eyes roll to the back of his head when you lick a long stripe up the length of his cock, a quiet ‘fucking slut’ falls from his lips shortly after.
You bat your lashes at him innocently, feigning an offended tone as you sat up on your knees and wrapped a fist around his shaft, “Don’t be so mean….im only trying to help you…” A sickeningly sweet smiles inches its way onto your spit and cum coated lips, your voice sending his brain into overdrive, and your greedy little grin growing as you pump his cock pulling a whimper from his chest.
You’d already made him cum twice before this and he was losing his mind with the need to bury himself in your precious pussy, but you wanted him sensitive when he did. That way he’d have no choice but spill load after load, coating your insides with every ounce of his essence, and effectively tiring him out from a long day.
He came home with too much energy and like a obsessive succubus, you were intent on draining him of every last drop.
“You’re not fucking helping…ah- mmmm…me…” Jisung choked on a low moan, eyes snapping open as you coated his length in a generous amount of spit before sinking your mouth down on it entirely again. “Mhmmm,” you moaned around him, allowing his hips to flex up until your nose brushed his lower pelvis. A soft breath escaped your nose as his slit grazed the back of your throat, finally spilling ropes of his salty cum down it, and you gaged gently from the irregular contact.
This was the first time you hadn’t been able to taste him on your tongue. That wasn’t to say you didn’t love the feeling of Jisung shooting ribbons of cum straight down your throat.
“Ah fuck, baby. Look at me!” He called for your attention, panting as he tilted his head to the side to have a direct view of you, and immediately your watery eyes fixed on his.
You swallowed every drop he had to offer, welcoming the fullness of his cock with each pulse, and savoring how good he tasted.
Jisung smiled lazily as you gently massaged his balls, inching your mouth off of him to stop right over his slit, and placing a tender kiss on it before sitting up again.
You looked so beautiful in his eyes. So pure and evil at the same time.
A devilish doll. So cute but crudely selfish with him.
“Want more…” you whispered seductively, gaze fixated on Jisung’s dishsleved appearance, tongue darting out across your plump pink lips to taste the residue of him, and your hands running up the expanse of his chest to wrap tightly around his neck.
You choked him, using your thumbs to caress his jaw and guide his head in your direction. “Can you give me more, baby…I’ll hold every last drop so well…don’t you want that?”
Jisung groans, nodding his head weakly as you coerce another round out of him, “Take…as much as you want….need you to take it,” he rambles, unable to concentrate as you circle your hips on his softened cock. You watch his brows furrow from the sensation, the slick ease your cunt provides already bringing him another errection, and it only takes an accidental slip of his tip inside your throbbing walls for him to fully regain his stamina again.
You don’t try to hold back your delight, moaning loudly as the head of his cock inches past your tight entrance. Jisung tugs at the ropes again, frustrated that he can’t touch you, can’t rid himself of your tedious restraints to hold you down and fuck you senseless on top of him.
You giggle softly at his aggressive reaction, eyes lighting up with amusement as he half growls and half moans in disdain when the rope digs deeper into his skin.
“Mmm, I thought you could handle not touching me,” you tease him between short breathless whimpers, finally able to fully sink yourself down onto his cock, and like always he fits perfectly. Jisung hisses as you clench around his length, leaning forward on him just roll your hips in practiced circles to drag his cock in and out of you at a steady pace.
Your lips place chaste kisses on his heaving chest, getting sloppier as you neared his parted lips, and connecting with them as a shared moan fell from both of you.
His torso ached, knots of pleasure mounting in his stomach as you rode him at a steady pace. Every time your cervix kissed his tip Jisung was seeing stars and you were losing grip on reality.
He may be easy to manage in bed but the moment you had him inside your walls you’d lose any sense of control and would fall apart immediately.
“Untie me,” he growled into your ear, catching sight of the dumbfounded expression on your face as his hips snapped up into yours. He was in charge now, happy to let you be a cock drunk slut for him, and his submissive nature diminishing into pure sadism.
You don’t hesitate to do as he asks, reaching a hand for the slipknot around his wrists, and tugging it lose with the little strength you could find. The instant he felt it loosen enough Jisung freed his hands, giving one harsh slap on your ass which elicited a yelp from you before getting a right grip on your hips.
“My turn,” he mumbles against your lips, smiling so big you swear he’d just seen the gates of heaven but before you can point it out he’s holding you still and slamming his cock into at a newly energized pace.
You claw at his arms, letting your eyes roll in pleasure as he abuses every sweet spot in your cunt he can reach, and Jisung doesn’t slow down once. He’s the greedy one now, licking and sucking on your breast as they bounce with every thrust he gives you.
“Gonna cum in you so much that you’ll be leaking by the time we’re done..”
“Mngh..Jisung…” you whine as your climax nears and he smirks at the sound.
“Told you I’d give you my all, didn’t I baby? Mhm, yeah…god you’re such a whiny slut aren’t you?…”
Jisung ran his smart mouth without a care for your replies, so close to his high that all he need to hear was the fluctuating cries of pleasure you let out the harder he fucked you.
He wrapped both arms around your waist and administered a particularly harsh thrust up into your dripping your cunt causing the knot to snap for both of you.
“Fuck!” Jisung hissed loudly, holding you down as his warm seed spilled deep into your flexing walls.
You were shaking, body quivering as he unloaded gracious amounts of cum as your release seeped onto him in return.
Jisung let you ride your high out for a moment, licking a long stripe up between your breasts and neck as he watched you milk him dry.
“Slut,” he teased under his breath and you returned the lighthearted insult with a smirk on your lips, “Man whore..” you mumble back.
Jisung laughed and pressed a kiss to your jaw, “Only for you…” he whispers.
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hello hello hello !!! this recent chapter has been one of my favorites so far and I squealed so much more than normal and that’s a RECORD. here is my sacred question; was azazel genuinely afraid of jophiel during the wall slam scene at first? because the panels that I’m seeing I seriously can’t tell if they’re Love Struck or Horror Struck. could be both, really—
they’re just so didhdhshbsjshssj but even if it started afraid, I knew for a FACT it turned into something else when I saw THIS
HEART. HEART!!! UGH!!!! I mean even if azazel’s been just fine with jophiel for a while, I don’t think they can help a little bit of fear whenever jophiel is particularly aggressive. I don’t know if that’s in character ? maybe not, but my initial confusion certainly played a part in it . while I’m here, here’s some other cool things:
literally me. this is how I stand. they’re so fucking cute. literally mEEEEEEEEE
so smug. so so so so smug. love it. beautiful. slay. all the words. in love. So In love
the double snaps!!! such a small detail but I love it so much. just the little drama fic flair jophiel needed fr. keep doing you, I love this comic with my WHOLE heart and I’m so glad I’ve been here since the beginning, and I can’t wait to see so so so much more!!!!! <33
HELLO HELLO!! Glad to see you enjoyed the update!!
There was definitely an inital feeling of shock/fear for a moment from Azazel, purely because they've taken a decent amount of harsh treatment, so it's a pure instinct thing. But when that pink hits...
glad u love all these little details < 3 im also quite obsessed with smug jophiel, it's his default setting in my mind!!
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I would cut my hands off just so you could hold them forever (Taming You Part 2)
Summary: part 2 of my Taming You series (if you don't like this, just scroll past, it's that easy)
CW: obsessive!konig x fem!reader, depictions of self-harm, bleeding, konig is kinda crazed and lovesick, mentions of stalking, dark content (konig does NOT cut his hands off don't worry), DDDNE
*title from a lyric in my favorite song Night Riders by Ja¥en X District & Sinxi
DO NOT DO THIS IRL EVER. THIS IS ONLY FOR FANTASY!
im really nervous posting this, this is seriously just for fiction. if you don't like it just scroll past. this type of fic is for mature people. also minors fuck off
you had finally had enough of konig's toxicity. you told him plainly: that things were done between you two. he tilted his head in confusion, like a dog that doesn't understand what was said. you never thought konig's confusion could be so unnerving as you felt chills run down your spine.
"nein." he replied.
now it was your turn to tilt your head. "what? what do you mean, no?"
konig's voice became guttural, and his eyes became dark and focused, as he uttered that single word: "nein."
you glanced away for a moment, unsure of how to handle his reaction. you thought he would've screamed at you, or threatened to lock you away somewhere, but he just said "no."
"I can't be with you anymore konig, I'm not happy." you explained to him.
konig's throat rumbled as he processed your words, almost as if he were growling. it wasn't the growl that phased you - that was a normal thing for him - it was instead what he said next.
"I would bleed for you, mädchen. I would do anything for you. I would cut my own hands off so you could always hold them, if you wanted me to."
"don't-" you stammered unsure of what you just heard, "don't cut anyone's hands off, including your own. just give me some space for a while."
"nein."
...
despite konig saying he wouldn't give you space, you saw less and less of him as the days went on. after a week, you thought you had finally gotten rid of him, until someone knocked on your door at near midnight one random weekday.
you peered through the little hole in your door to see konig's hunched form, and you swore you saw something red on his shirt. your eyes widened and you opened the door. "what the hell happened to you?"
konig stared at you with wide eyes, blinking slowly for a moment. he then held out his arms, his long-sleeve shirt rolled up to his elbows. your stomach churned when you saw his arms: cuts lined them, dripping with blood, falling onto the floor outside your door.
"I'm bleeding for you, mädchen. please let me in."
you wanted to slam the door right in his face, but with the amount of blood that was falling onto the floor, you couldn't turn him away. you ran to the bathroom to get an old towel and wrapped them around his arms as you ushered him into your apartment. you sat konig down on your couch, and thought in the back of your mind that he had never been so compliant before.
"what is wrong with you?" you asked as you disinfected his wounds with an alcohol wipe. the pile of bloody wipes was building as you cleaned more wounds than you had originally thought.
"needed to see you. show you how much I love you," he stated plainly, not even caring about his blood loss.
you shook your head as you began to bandage his wounds. konig relished the feeling of your soft fingers on his skin, caring for him as he always wanted. "if you wanted to see me that badly, you should've just called."
"nein," he said. "I wanted you to see that I mean it. I will bleed for you. I need you."
you sighed and cleaned up the bloody wipes and bandage wrappers, throwing them away, hoping to forget this ever happened. you sat down next to konig, and he looked at you with wide, soft eyes, and you nearly lost your breath because he had never looked at you like that. you told yourself that your heart would be stone for him, but his eyes melted your heart. and the worst part was, konig was genuine. this was no master-minded manipulative display of vulnerability to get you back.
you sighed again.
"what is it, Süßes Mädchen?" konig asked softly.
your eyes pleaded with him as he called you that. he knew those two words always made you feel weak. "konig, don't do this to me."
"don't do what to you?" he gently lifted your face with his index finger, his thumb gently pressing against your chin.
"this," you muttered.
konig got closer to you, his warm breath gently fanning over your face. "do you want me to stop?"
now it was your turn.
"no."
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