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quick kpop demon hunters gifs (of jinu bc i was making a layout to match with my friend nes) *also idk how to make it so his eyes are appropriately neon yellow in some of these </3

feel free to use for whatever

edit: I FORGOT TO REMOVE A FRAME RFROM ONE OF THESE (kicks rock)

heres a longer version of the like. two scenes i also have individual gifs of. smiles (i used this for my banner)

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Cutey cutey romantic moment because I need the serotonin. And a hands insert shot because I apparently hate myself.

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The Four Discoursemen

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mine

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hold

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simon riley doesn’t cum easily. he’s old enough to be your dad and he’s been fucking girls since before you were even a thought. it’s something he’s proud of—most girls are lucky enough to get foreplay and twenty minutes let alone hours of teasing, touching and fucking that’ll have them forgetting their own name. it’s something he even warns you about, almost holds the idea over your head when the topics of sex and your virginity come up.

“‘’m a grown man, sweetheart. much worse than the boys your father warns you about. wanna get you ready first.”

and he does—when the day comes and your laid out on your pretty silk sheets, topless and wearing nothing but your cutest lace panties—just for him. he spends an hour with his mouth between your legs, fingers inside you, hands all over your body. he spends so much time ‘getting you ready’ that when it’s finally time for him to sink his cock inside you—

he stills.

you blink up at him, shifting at the pressure of him just sitting inside you.

“simon?” you whisper, shuddering as your pussy clenches around him over and over—desperate for him to move, touch, something.

“need a minute,” he grunts, eyes squeezed shut. his fists clench and unclench next to your head. his hips twitch. he throws his head back when you try moving for him—

“don’t.” he snaps, must harsher than he meant, hand flying down to still your movement, “‘m gonna blow my load if you move again sweetheart.”

you blink. you frown. you think. then you grin. “but you said-”

“shut up.”

tags: @avgdestitute @3m3lia9 @km-ffluv

lmk if you wanna be taken off of or added to my cod taglist <3

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Your bitch stared to play Dress to Impress and i feel utterly robbed sometimes

this game is so unfair for no reason yall

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realizing that the LO cookbook was likely just an AllRecipes-sponsored marketing stunt is both hilarious and completely unsurprising

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do y'all remember when they found all that tf art in Osamu Tezuka's drawer post-mortem because I think about it often

anyway keep chasing your bliss and draw weird shit, god knows we need that right now

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You like being up under him.

You’re like the cutest little puppy or a cute, needy little kitten in his eyes. Always hungry for attention, even if you don’t say it or you don’t show it in your actions. It’s in those pretty eyes he could get lost in for ages. It’s in the way he calls for you and you always come, leaning into his touch. Curling into his side or cuddling into his arms. It’s in the you burns off his affection but still pout when he pulls away. The goosebumps you get when he caresses your lower back, letting his hands trail to your hips.

“You in love with me or somethin baby?”

You know the answer.

So does he.

Especially with that smile or smirk on his lips. Laughs as you get all embarrassed. You try to shove him off but he pulls you closer by your waist.

The man can’t help but kiss your cheeks he knows are heating up even without being to see it on your skin, hold you by the back of your neck so he can give your a loving kiss on your perfect lips.

You’re his amazing fucking girl.

Even when he smokes.

And it’s almost chronic, has to have atleast one a day. And you look at him with bored eyes, but watch him none the less, as his lips take in tabbaco and blow it out ever so perfectly. You can’t help but get used to the smell, let it hit you when hold onto him like it’s the last time. The smell of tobacco, pinewood or cinnamon engulf you, falling in love with him a little more.

To the point he sends you in the store to get his favorite pack of cigarettes along with whatever snack you wanted and his favorite is ingrained in your memory. Or when he knows it’s too much, doesn’t like his pretty baby coughing up a storm, he gives your ass a little smack, shoo’s you away.

“No baby, not right now, gimmie me a second.”

He quickly finishes it, or takes one last drag, following you wherever you are because he loves being in your space. He tries his best to be careful with you, you’re a precious thing to him more than anyone on this planet, more than his fucked job, more than his own life, more than his lungs— you are the air he breathes.

Exactly what he lives for.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ toji, shiu, suguru, joel, ghost, john, smoke, stack, gaz.

a/n: I don’t encourage smoking irl (if it’s not weed) by any means. But boy do I get nostalgic with happy memories from smelling it, and lord knows I adore a character who smokes🤭🤤🤤 inspo, because I’m a slut for expanding past ideas.

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touch

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his dead fish eyes and silly mask intrigue me

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Bad hair day ✂

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Gorgeous SAS man with fluffy hair and intense eyes

this is the first time we can see his eyes without them being blurred