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flowerflowerflo · 2 days
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chat is this flirting am i being flirted with
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hapinesbuterfiy · 4 months
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. ୨୧ ₊˚ʚ🪷🩷🌺ɞ˚₊ ୨୧
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once you started seeing stanley cups all over your tiktok for you page you were hooked. you went straight to target and bought the light pink 40oz, so excited about your new cup!
today, rafe was taking you to the beach so that you would finally stop making fun of him for "not going outside". once you got the "i'm outside" text you slipped on your pink flipflops, grabbed your stanley, and made your way out the door and into rafe's car.
once you got in the car, you noticed the confused expression on his face. "why are you carrying a pink metal jug around" he questioned, eyeing the dainty pink ribbon tied around the handle.
"it's a stanley cup! they're all over my tiktok feed i had to buy it. isn't it pretty?" you chirped into his ear, looking up at him while taking a sip from the white straw sticking out the top of he cup. "what's the point? just carry around a regular water bottle like a normal person" he scoffed, a confused expression still on his face as he focused on the road.
"rafe! you're such a guy you'll never get it!" you rant, jaw dropped in disbelief over the fact he insulted your cup. "i-" he laughs, rolling his eyes at you. "just don't understand why you need that big thing, baby it's like half your size" he continues to laugh, peering over your shoulder while trying to find a spot in the crowded beach parking lot.
"i have to stay hydrated! it's cute, pink, and has a bow. what's not to like about it?" you continue, flailing your hands around as you argue with him. "s'all i'm saying is that it's impractical. 'm not carrying it either" his voice slowly drifting out as he gets out of the car walking to the trunk to retrieve your bags and beach chairs.
"but rafe! it's heavy and i have to carry my bag" you argue, giving him your best pout. he grabs the cup out of your hand, toying with the ribbon tied around the handle.
"fine, fine, fine i'll carry it. stop with the pout" he scoffs, placing his free arm around you as you walked up the beach.
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beforeimdeceased · 9 months
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my eyes are going cross !
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xblood-sugarx · 3 months
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"you know me so well." of course I do. you're my favorite thing
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chilschuck · 7 days
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Not sure how to put this into words (again) but... Chilchuck with a very affectionate reader, one that's always wanting to hug him and hold his hand. Hopeless romantic falls in love with divorced man in his midlife???
`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ WAHHH ANOTHER ADORABLE REQUEST FROM YOU ANON!!! i hope i did it justice!! i wrote this cozy in bed half asleep so it may be more sappy than usual…. Hshkshsjshksj. i hope you enjoy!! <333
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— INTERTWINED: chilchuck x gn!reader.
꒰ warnings: ꒱ none, fluffy + sfw!!
꒰ wc: ꒱ 988. short but sweet!
✦ decided to give you a drabble instead of hcs this time, hope that’s okay!! this was super fun and i would love to elaborate more on the idea, hehe. <333
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Physical touch was your love language, that much was clear. With the other party members, you found yourself patting their shoulder or back as you passed. Maybe even offering a hug here and there when you felt it was needed. Yet, with Chilchuck, you discovered your love language really stood out.
When he offered a hand to you to help with your balance, you would take it, giving it a light squeeze in return. Even when you were fine on your feet again, you still didn’t want to let go. You craved his touch so much that even in darker parts of the dungeon, you intertwined your fingers with his. The first time you did it, you could practically hear the sound of his head turning to give you a look. If he was uncomfortable with your touch, he didn’t verbalize it. Instead, he understood what you were seeking, and helped to give you a bit of that comfort.
Hand holding was easy to hide your true intent with, but you began craving even more. Your bravery would shine through when you’d feel his hand in yours long enough, and pretty soon you were setting up your bedroll beside his.
Chilchuck blinked, looking up from situating under his blanket to raise a brow towards you. “What are you doing?”
Biting back a laugh at his oblivious question, you decided to give a light grin instead. “Wanted to sleep beside you tonight. Heard you were warm.” That caused his face to heat up, as he fussed and grumbled about Izutsumi under his breath. Not able to hold back that laugh any longer, you giggled at his behavior before getting cozy in your own covers.
“Goodnight, Chilchuck.” You spoke softly, reaching out a hand to rub his back for a moment. Your touch was soft, cautious, and full of a need to feel him under your palms. Instead of complaining about your affections, you noticed his eyes begin to grow heavy. Stifling a yawn, he ran his fingers through his hair before saying your name. “‘Night.”
You’d willingly call yourself a hopeless romantic. Enjoying the time you spent by his side and the small touches you managed to give, of course you’d begin to crave more. It was no longer enough just to give his hand an occasional squeeze or a reassuring pat on his shoulder. You noticed you’d often daydream about what it’d be like to hold him, and soon enough, you couldn’t take it anymore.
One night, the half-foot seemed to be lost in thought. He stared at his hands in his lap, tuning out any voices chatting around him. Except, of course, your own.
“Chilchuck?” You called in that sweet tune that always made an appearance when it came to him. “You okay? You seem preoccupied.”
Sitting beside him, you waited until he gave a reply in that tired tone you had grown used to. “Just thinking.”
Before you could stop yourself, you wrapped an arm around him, pulling him gently to you. The hug was brief, but enough to knock him out of his stupor and widen his eyes. When you let him go, you made sure that every little detail of his chest pressed against yours would remain in your memory.
“You looked like you needed a hug.”
And he did. He always did when it came to you. It was strange, but he began waiting for your touches, your hands intertwining with his, your gentle caresses when he struggled to sleep. Chilchuck cleared his throat, trying once again to ignore the slight feeling of pink rising in his cheeks. “…Thanks.”
It was strange just how much you were doing to him. It was obvious what your intentions were, yet he couldn’t seem to make himself turn you down. He wondered, with a small smile, just what you’d pull him into next.
“You seem to let them do anything, huh?” Marcille questioned him one day, the two of them walking ahead of the rest of the party. Chilchuck gave a light scoff in response, his hands resting behind his head as they usually did. At least, when they weren’t intertwined with yours.
“That’s not true and you know it.” It was Marcille’s turn to make a sound, a huff of unconvinced laughter leaving her lips. Rolling her eyes, she thought about all she could throw in his face to tell him otherwise.
The constant hand holding, the sleeping next to each other, the soft hugs you would give him anytime you could. You’d even offer to rub his back for him to help him get sleepy again, something he was growing more and more tempted to accept. Counting on her fingers as she listed all the offenses, Chilchuck grew increasingly more embarrassed. He managed to somehow hide into his neckwarmer, before barking out, “Ok, ok, enough! Alright, I get it. No need to be a smartass.”
Marcille was definitely proud of herself, wondering just how much of this would end up like one of her romance novels. Maybe what he needed was someone much more romantic then he was, a foil to his cynical character.
She felt herself grin.
Chilchuck could deny it, but many things about you made him soft. Your smile, the way it crinkled your eyes, the way it lit up a room like some sort of magic. It was almost too much to bear, yet like a moth to a flame, he couldn’t help but gravitate towards it.
Maybe your hopeless romanticism was beginning to rub off on him or something. Especially, as he finally tucked himself in for the night next to you, he still longed for your affection. You had somehow managed to captivate a man who felt he couldn’t, or wouldn’t, seek love again. You proved him wrong on countless occasions, and even as he felt his eyes begin to succumb to sleep, your voice called him home.
“Goodnight, Chilchuck.”
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— dividers by @/cafekitsune! <33
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leebitkitty · 10 months
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Hi just wanted to ask abt sub!hyunjin with a overstimulation kink?
Also can I be 🪐 anon?
hi! ofc you can be 🪐 anon!
"babe, it's too much"
genre: smut pretty obv
warnings: sub!hyunjin, gn!reader, dom!reader (no gender specified), oral (sub recieving), consented somnophilia, use of the word "babe", swearing, slight aftercare at end.
wc: 596
you were asleep next to hyunjin, last nights memories long forgotten. you silently woke up to a restless hyunjin moving around on his side of the bed, whimpering slightly. you peered to him and immediately saw his little problem.
you guys have been talking about consenting eachother to somnophilia, and you both gave permission to one another. you quietly sat up and licked right under hyunjins ear, near the start of hyunjins jawline where you knew he was most sensitive. he let out a drawn-out whine and you could almost see tears pooling at the corner of his closed eyes.
you gently flipped up his shirt, not wanting to awake him, and pecked at his defined abs. moving down, you gently stroked hyunjins clothed tent, which seemed to have grown bigger since you first woke up.
hyunjin arched his back at your ministrations, and he was loudly whimpering and whining for your touch at this point. you slid hyunjins sweatpants off his legs just enough to show his boxers. you touched him through his boxers, precum already letting loose. you rubbed that same precum around him, looking up and seeing hyunjins face contort in pleasure.
he let out delicious loud whines and almost screamed when you started biting his neck, keeping you pace on stroking him through his boxers. he was getting so close, and he immediately woke up, confused. "h-huh? babe what are you-", he was immediately cut off with a loud moan as you started licking him through his boxers.
feeling his senses be pleasured, he threw his head back. "oh h-hell, babe, i'm so close, y/n, babe please, i'm so close baby", he blabbered, you stroking him faster. you came up to his ear and whispered, "cum". he immediately shot his load into his boxers, staining them.
not even giving him a second to catch a breath, you immediately pulled his boxers down and harshly licked his cum away, stroking him fast. hyunjin almost jumped out of the bed, feeling his senses go into overdrive. "fuck, babe, oh god, its too much.. it's so much, p-please" he said. "your face is telling me you enjoy this, but your mouth is saying something else? even if i was dumb i could tell you are enjoying this, hm?" you said, licking his v-line.
in fact, he was enjoying it. he always wanted to feel his senses go into max, he just wasn't used to it. he let out a scream as you took all of his length into your mouth, swallowing on him.
you moaned on him, and feeling the vibrations strike through him, he grabbed your hair and moved your head around. normally, you would normally punish him for this behavior, but something about the way his eyes were fluttering into the back of his head, his sweaty hair clung to his forehead, and the way he violently shook his body and his gaping mouth made you let his rule-breaking slip just this once.
"f-fuck, babe, i'm so close, please let me cum- oh shit!" he whined as he blew his loud in your mouth, torso, arms, and legs shaking hard. his eyes were still closed as he calmed down from his high, only to be awakened by you cleaning his body up with a damp cotton cloth.
you were careful to be gentle with him, cleaning up without making him more stimulated. after you were done, you laid next to him, pecking his face while telling him how much of a good boy he's been and how much you love him <3
leebitkitty, july 2023 ©
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littldoll · 17 days
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my goal is to look like one of those little blythe dolls
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plutism · 1 month
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please read !
hello ! so this may not come as a shock to many of you, considering how inactive we have been lately, but we have decided to take a break from this account. we do not know for how long, nor if we will ever resume posting. we are very sorry for those who have requested things of us, but we no longer have the time right now to continue. the blog will remain open for you all to use what we have made, but we will no longer be posting or interacting :( thank you all so much for the support that you gave us, we are so incredibly grateful !! please take care and stay healthy <33
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sugarwish · 1 year
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i am the embodiment of purity and love. i radiate positivity everywhere i go and i have a huge heart with lots of love to give! ♥︎
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karinasbaby · 6 months
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okay but like Jake pulling the car over to the side of the road to finger the shit out of your pussy cause you slipped your hands in his pants and began stroking his cock while he was driving 😭😭
(my sweet dear anon you're out here to decrease my lifespan)
cw. car sex, slight degradation, squirting, fingering, cursing.
i can totally see you teasing him throughout the entire day, maybe you decided to wear a certain miniskirt that he had specifically told you to not wear, and then you would accidentally drop smth on the the ground that's also coincidentally right in front of him, so he gets a full view of your adorable lace panties when you lean to get whatever you dropped,
then once you're in the car, he's breathing heavily and attempting to regulate his breathing to make himself seem fine on the outside but on the inside he was livid, and the moment you decide to push all of his buttons by sneaking your hand to stroke his rock hard cock was the moment all of his resolve snapped, quickly parking the car in a random deserted location that was the closest to him, he instantly began to push your skirt away, revealing your soiled panties to his hungry eyes,
he would tug harshly at the thin fabric, teasing your swollen, puffy clit, leaning over towards you with his breath hot on your ear, "isn't this what you fucking wanted?" he would spit out angrily,
easily ripping the soaked fabric apart to welcome the sight of your dripping folds, he would waste no time in pushing his index and ring finger knuckles deep inside of your sopping hole, all you could do was helplessly moan his name and took whatever he gave you,
his finger pad would brush against all of your spots perfectly, making you mewl once he goes over your sweet spot, "right there, huh?" and he would continue to caress and push against that spot, all of your cries falling sweetly into his ears whilst your hands attempted to weakly push away at his wrist, lower stomach building up in tension making your body tremble at his touch,
he would insert a third finger, taking you by surprise as he continued to abuse your leaking hole tightening constantly around his large fingers, his other hand coming up to wrap around your neck, "come on, cum all over my fingers like the good slut you are." he would groan, voice heavy accompanied by his thick accent making your eyes roll back as your orgasm washed over you wonderfully,
squirting all over your seat resulting in the leather beneath you to glisten with your juices, jake would continue to finger you throughout your release, only stopping once tears began to roll down your cheeks while you begged him to stop with his mindblowing overstimulation, "now clean up the mess you made, princess"
(i'm light headed)
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flowerflowerflo · 2 days
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girls we might have a problem (i couldnt sleep last night because i was thinking about her, i havent stopped thinking about her since yesterday, ive been rereading our texts for the past hour)
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hapinesbuterfiy · 3 months
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i love the idea of rafe having an "it girl" girlfriend who's a sweetheart until you fuck with her. she's always glowing, her nails are always done, she has the best style in the obx but don't let all of the glitz and glamour fool you, once you piss her off you're done for. say something about one of her friends at a party? she's screaming at you, pretty little painted fingers pointed in your face. she's got no fear, she'll argue with anyone because she knows rafe wouldn't let anyone lay a hand on her.
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beforeimdeceased · 6 months
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abby’s the type to help you get dressed after like i just know she’s completely lovestruck as she ushers your legs into the holes of your underwear and smiles at you while she pulls them up. “saw you shaking and thought i’d help you out a little bit.” cocky freak! teasing you the next morning as she lays a firm hand on your back to: “check on your spine. did i break your back last night?” which is absolutely getting her an eye roll because yes abagail, i think you did.
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xblood-sugarx · 3 months
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jackkilmerlvr · 10 months
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imagine gustav falling asleep while eating your pussy.
your phone was propped up on your chest as you scrolled through your pinterest feed, hips softly twitching at the feeling of his tongue twirling around your clit. his hands softly squished around the fat of your thigh as the strokes of his tongue became softer and softer, as if he was teasing you.
moving the phone from your vision you peered down to see him half asleep, mouth inches away from your clit as his soft breaths blew against your stomach.
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leebitkitty · 1 year
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artist!hyunjin taking pics of your tits, painting them and hanging them around the house 🥴
– 🍥🍡 anon.
🍥🍡 anon, you have astounded and killed me once again. is this going to be on a daily basis.
WHAT IF HYUNJIN PAINTED THEM LIVE. you would be sat on the bed all pretty, in your best lingerie that the man himself picked out for you, as he paints ur tits and tells you to be patient when you whimper out for him to fuck you. he would reward you with a vibrator every so once a while if you're being a good girl🤭🤭🤭
OR ANOTHER VERSION OF THIS.. rough dom!hyunjin who would originally start painting your tits and tape a vibrator to your clit and keeps it there OVERSTIMULATING YOU AAAAA
he would be laughing and giggling and calling you cute as you beg for him to stop because its too much for you. he would just sit there pretending you dont exist🤗🤗
i have an idea for this lmk if u want a smut ab it☺️
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