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solarsturniolo · 5 months

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We're Just Friends // M.S. pt2

by 💋Natalie💋

summary: Matt is so 'sweet best friend that secretly jerks off to your pictures' coded (idea credit to @heartstreet )

tags: @oversturn @soursturniolo @flowerxbunnie @mattslolita @mattsbratt @simplysturn @megamett44-lover @sturnybabes @bernardenjoyer @jjmaybankswifes-blog @plasticferal @cupidsword @liz-stxrn @sturniolosreads @angelic-sturniolos111 @angelic-sturniolos111

warnings: SMUT!!! / masturbation / voyeurism / post nut clarity / self-deprecation

disclaimer: these stories are fictional :)

text - reader

text - matt sturniolo

Word Count: 3030

It slowly became a habit. It started small, one time a day if even that. But what started as a habit grew into an addiction. Every little thing set him off, and the only thing to satisfy the desire in him was her. He needed her in ways that he couldn’t even describe. He hungered for her.

It began with pictures, just her regular little posts on Instagram and Snapchat that had no hidden undertone to them, but every single one would have Matt beating his dick until his arm was sore. She had Pavloved him. The second he got the notification that his best friend posted, his cock stiffened and his ears got red and hot just thinking about what could be waiting for him. It didn’t matter where he was or what he was doing, he’d drop everything, all of his attention would be on her in an instant. Today was no different; he had already beat off three times in the few hours he had been awake.

As the day moved forward, and he found the inner strength to keep his dick in his pants, Matt remembered telling her that he’d look for the charger she had left when she stayed over a few nights ago. He spent a solid hour that afternoon searching the house up and down for her phone charger; his room, the living room, the kitchen, Nick’s room, hell, he even checked Chris’s room (despite Chris’s many protests followed by a shoe being launched at Matt’s shin), though he still came up empty handed.

Matt went back to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He took a seat in his desk chair, rolling himself close enough to his desk to click his monitor on, grabbing the controller that had been set aside on his desk to charge. He turned his gaming console on, the sound of it whirring to life filling the silence in the room. He reached into his pocket, taking his phone out to send her a quick text.

‘i may have lost it’

‘your mind?’

‘no’

‘your keys?’

‘no’

‘OMG’

‘?’

‘YOUR V CARD?????’

‘WHAT NO’

‘omg matty who is she 🤭🤭🤭🤭’

‘I DID NOT’

‘then i fear i do not know what you could be talking about, for i am not a mind reader’

‘your weird’

‘you’re*’

‘i actually hate you.’

‘stfu you love me. now what are u talking abt’

‘you’re charger’

‘your*’

‘you know what 😀’

‘LMAOOOO don’t blow a fuse, it’s a $10 charger i’ll just get another one. thank u for letting me know tho’

‘ofc’

He stared at the screen, his heart beating faster when he saw the read receipt pop up under his message. He waited, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as she began to type. A smile tugged at his lips as the typing message bubble disappeared, waiting for the message to pop up on his screen.

A minute passed. Then two. Still nothing. Matt’s smile faltered a little.

‘?’

‘oh shit i didn’t know you were still here’

‘what we’re you typing?’

‘were*’

‘😀 nevermind i don’t care’

‘noooo matty come back 😂’

‘i’ll get it right one day’

‘i have full faith in you, matthew. until then, im gonna be up your ass about it’

‘so…?’

‘so what?’

‘what were you typing?’

Matt could hardly sit still. His leg bounced anxiously, he bit his nails impatiently. She had been typing for a while, was it something bad? Shit, have i fucked up recently and just didn’t notice?

‘nothing 😇’

‘you’re a dirty liar’

‘😜’

‘cmon, i’m youre best friend tell meeeee’

‘your*’

‘GET A NEW BEST FRIEND’

‘okay okay i’m done 😂 you’re so easy to tease’

‘Ayo 🤨’

‘not like that 🙄

‘well, you probably are pretty easy to tease like that too”

Matt choked on his own saliva. Did I read that right? He read it again, the blood rushing from his cheeks to his cock. His brain short circuited. Any possible responses that he could’ve came up with dissolved into nothingness. He spent two minutes trying to type a witty comeback or some sort of smooth flirtatious reply, but when push came to shove, all he could build the courage to send was-

‘what?’

She started typing, and as the speech bubble floated in the corner of his screen, Matt palmed at the bulge in his sweats. His mind raced with thoughts, all wondering what she could have possibly been thinking about. Fuck, does she think about doing things with me? Does she want to tease me? How would she even-

The speech bubble disappeared. Matt slipped his hand under the waistband of his sweatpants and his boxers, taking his hard cock in his fist. He stroked his shaft slowly, his eyes fluttering shut while he pursed his lips to hold back a moan. He waited for her response to pop up. One minute…then two…then five. He furrowed his eyebrows, his strokes slowly coming to a stop as he eyed their text messages. Why isn’t she responding? Did I make her uncomfortable? Is she weirded out?

His heart nearly dropped out of his ass when the facetime notification illuminated his screen. Without thinking to take his hand out of his pants, Matt quickly answered the call.

It took a moment for the call to connect, but when it finally did, Matt felt almost frozen in place. His heart skipped a beat, his face grew flushed with a warm rosy heat. She smiled at him and his breath caught in his throat.

“Hey!”

Matt smiled. “Hey, what’s up.”

“What, I can’t call my best friend out of the blue just to hang out?” She laughed softly. “What are you up to?” She asked.

“Just, yknow…” he trailed off, shrugging his shoulders a bit. “Was playing fortnite for a bit-“

She tilted her head to the side a little, furrowing her eyebrows. “I didn’t see you online. I would’ve joined you if I knew,” she grinned. “Can’t believe you played without me,” she playfully rolled her eyes.

Matt swallowed. Her eyes looked so pretty rolled back into her head like that, I could watch her do that for hours. Matt slowly stroked his cock, pursing his lips tightly to keep himself quiet. ‘Can’t believe you played without me’ replayed in his head like a broken record. His mind wandered off, thinking about the beautiful girl on his screen sitting on his bed. Her clothes discarded onto the floor mindlessly, seated on his bare thighs. Matt bit the inside of his cheek, pre-cum drooling from the tip of his cock as he imagined her pretty manicured fingers circling her clit, her eyes hooded and full of lust as lewd sounds spilled from her parted lips. His dick ached at the thought of her running her fingers through her wet folds, playing with herself in front of him, on full display just for him. ‘Can’t believe you played without me,’ her voice repeated in his head again, his mouth going dry as he thought of her looking at him with a pout while saying this, her pretty doe eyes staring at him with nothing but desire hidden behind their gaze.

He kept his strokes slow and controlled. This is so fucking wrong, he thought. If she knew…he couldn’t even think of the possibilities. She’d be disgusted, she’d be so upset. Matt would never be able to show his face in a public setting again.

“How was your day?” Matt asked in a soft voice, afraid that if he spoke any louder, his own voice would betray him. He watched as the smile on her face grew and he felt his heart twinge. This is so wrong. What the fuck is wrong with me.

“Aww Matty, you do care!” She teased. Matt let out a breathy chuckle, hoping she couldn’t hear the rasp in his voice. She began to list off the many side quests she endured on her day off from work, and Matt listened to every single thing she had to say. His eyes focused on her lips as she spoke to him. Her lips are so pretty. Fuck, I wanna kiss her so bad. I wanna feel her lips on mine. She’d look so fucking pretty with my dick in her mouth. I wonder how much she’d be able to take. Would I have to fuck her throat to make it all fit? Would she drool on my cock while I fuck her pretty mouth?

“Matt?”

He tugged at his cock, letting out a soft exhale when he heard her voice. Please say my name again. Say my name again. It sounds so pretty coming from you, I’ve never liked my name more than when it’s being said by you. His mind wandered off once more. What positions does she like? Would she prefer missionary? She’d look so pretty under me while I fuck her, her tits would bounce so nicely with every thrust I make. Or would she want something more intense? Would she want me to take her from behind? Would she want to be in charge? What turns her on? Does she wear lingerie?

“Matt…?”

Matt grunted softly under his breath, the speed of his strokes increasing just barely enough to tell. He focused his attention back on the call. “H-Huh?”

“I asked what you did today,” she repeated. “Did you have a good day?”

It took a moment for her words to register in his brain, his mind foggy with lust and desire, his cock dripping with arousal. He gave his shaft a gentle squeeze, a low growl forming at the back of his throat. “It’s much better now,” he admitted, earning a giggle from her in return. He smiled. He loved being able to make her laugh. It was something that most people couldn’t do, but Matt did it so effortlessly. He took pride in it; even his brothers couldn’t make her laugh nearly as easily as Matt could. “Didn’t do much, just-“ he stopped, trying to think of something to say other than ‘i sat around beating off to your pictures all day’. He cleared his throat, a moan threatening to escape as the warmth in the pit of his tummy grew. “Just stayed in bed all day.”

She rolled her eyes again, and Matt felt his balls grow heavy with arousal, his thumb rubbing at his tip with each slow stroke he made. Matt’s lips parted; he wanted to moan so bad. He wanted her to see what she does to him. He wanted her to know just how badly he wanted her. His eyes became glossy as he lost himself in a daze, staring at her through the screen.

“Are you okay? You’re acting weird.”

Matt nodded, still not taking his hand out of his pants. This is so fucking wrong. Why am I doing this? I’m risking our entire friendship. “Hey, I uh- I gotta go,” Matt stated abruptly. He didn’t want to go. He never wanted to go a minute without her, but if he didn’t leave the call soon, he’d end up in a world of trouble for sure.

“Oh…okay, well call me ba-“

Click.

Matt dropped his phone down onto his desk and leaned back in his desk chair, his shaggy hair falling in front of his eyes, strands of his hair sticking to his forehead as a thin layer of sweat began to form at his brow. He pushed his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his cock, a moan escaping him. He tugged the bottom of his sweatshirt and t-shirt up so as to not ruin it, a ritual that had become engraved into his brain from the regular reoccurrence of it. He grunted softly, tugging at his shaft desperately, his eyes screwing shut.

I need her. I need to have her, all of her. I need to feel her and taste her. I want to be between her legs, I want to taste how sweet she is, I want to watch her fall apart from just my tongue. I want to feel her squirm and run her fingers through my hair. I want to hear her whine and beg for more. Matt fisted at his cock, his strokes much faster than before. His breathing was uneven and heavy, almost panting like an animal. He needed her, he hungered for her, he craved her. Something about it was so primal. Every time he saw her or heard her, he had a full body reaction, one that he couldn’t control even if he wanted to.

Although, he really didn’t want to.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned. As if on cue, his phone vibrated on his desk. His eyes fluttered open, a lustful dazed look glazing over his irises. He picked up his phone, a notification from snapchat flashing on his screen. Never ceasing his strokes, Matt opened the app and clicked on the new snap from her. His jaw went slack, pumping his cock in his fist even faster than before. He stared at her photo for much longer than he should have, but how could he not? She had her head tilted a bit, a confused look on her face with the words ‘not even a goodbye? so mean, matty’ printed across the photo.

“Fuck me,” he whimpered. She looks so cute when she’s confused. Fuck, the things I would do to paint her face with my cum while she looks at me like that…I’d probably get put on the FBI watchlist. He knew he needed to reply back soon, not wanting her to assume he was ignoring her. He just couldn’t bring himself to tap out of the photo. His cock ached, the desire building up inside of him. “Fuck, p-please,” he breathed out. Matt threw his head back, his strokes getting impossibly faster with each passing moment. Pre-cum oozed from his tip, his fist slick with his arousal.

Another snapchat notification from her came through and Matt inhaled sharply, tapping out of the photo and clicking on the new one. Matt choked out a whine, the muscles in his bicep tightening as he began to reach his high. “Fuck-“ he grunted. His breath caught in his throat as his mind went blank, pleasure coursing through his veins. It was like a drug to him. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling; It didn’t take long for him to get addicted to it, and soon enough once a day turned into twice a day, which turned into three times a day, which turned into too many fucking times to count.

He groaned, a string of vowels passing his lips, his jaw hanging low as he watched his cum spurt from his tip. He breathed in short heavy pants, slowing his strokes to ride out his orgasm. Five ribbons of white hot cum painted his lower stomach. His dick throbbed from the intensity of his orgasm and his body shivered as he slowly came down from his high.

It took a handful of minutes for Matt to realign his senses. His chest rose and fell with even breaths, his dick rested in the puddle of cum on his abdomen. He looked at his hand, his mess coating his fingers and his palm. I wonder if she’d lick my hand clean. Would she suck on my fingers? Would she look up at me with her infamous puppy dog eyes while she does it?

His eyes darted back to his phone, his heart racing as he quickly remembered that he still hadn’t replied to her. He groaned softly upon seeing her pretty face on his screen, her previous snap still on full display for him. He took another moment to admire her before tapping out of the photo. Matt quickly fixed his hair with his clean hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his forearm. He picked his phone back up and quickly snapped a photo of himself. He typed a response before sending it to her.

Matt waited for a response, not caring about the mess that still hadn’t been attended to. The nerves in his brain lit up like a Christmas tree as she opened his snap, the endorphins filling him with dopamine as she sent back another photo. He was quick to open it, not caring if she caught on to his eagerness.

He tucked his cock back into his boxers, pulling them back up along with his sweats. He stood up, holding the bottom seam of his shirt up, quickly making his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. He peeked out into the hallway, making sure Nick and Chris weren’t anywhere near before slipping into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Matt cringed at the sticky feeling on his hand, quickly turning on the faucet at the sink, running his hand under the water to rinse most of his mess down the drain. He dried his hand, then grabbed a handful of tissues, cleaning up the rest of his cum before discarding the used tissues into the waste bin. He let his shirt fall down to cover his torso, his eyes landing on his reflection in the mirror. His gaze darted away, disgusted with what he saw.

You’re a terrible friend. If she ever found out, you’d be lucky to not have a restraining order against you. What the fuck is wrong with you. How can you even call yourself her best friend. You don’t deserve her.

He left the bathroom in a hurry, slipping back into his room, gently kicking the door shut behind him. He sat back down at his desk, picking up his phone once again.

Without a second thought, he opened his facetime app, clicking on her contact. The phone only rang twice before she answered, her pretty face illuminating the screen after the call connected. Matt offered her a warm smile, propping his phone up on his desk. “Sorry I hung up on you before,” he mumbled softly, scratching the back of his neck as his gaze landed on her. He picked his headset up off of his desk, holding it for her to see. “Wanna run duos with me?”

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a/n: omg guys, what do we think is gonna happen?

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut #i need him in a way that is concerning to feminism #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo smut #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo smut #smut #bark bark bark #foaming at the mouth

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flynnriderishot · 3 months

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I js sent in the matt x reader friends to lovers type thing request and I forgot to add could u maybe link it to u belong with me by taylor swift bc it's the ebst song ever and fits the theme kinda?? Like maybe reader has been through a few bad relationships and matt knows he could treat her better and he's always had a crush on her and shit 😜

you belong with me - m.s

a/n: hope this is close to what you wanted :)

the silence was absolutely deafening after matt picked you up from you most recent exes house.

recent as in you broke up thirty minutes ago.

while this was something you were used to, the heartbreak was always the same. as was the ending result.

it crushed matt to see you this way, yet he couldn’t find it in himself to express how he truly felt about you.

he knew he could do better.

he knew he was better.

it was growing more and more hard for him to wait for you to finally realize that as well.

this was the third guy within the last year that has managed to break your heart.

only this time, this guy cheated.

actually cheated.

on you.

it blew matt’s mind how the guys were even gifted the opportunity to have your heart and they played with it like it was a soccer ball.

he wouldn’t do that. he never would. but when would you realize that?

when would you realize that he was right there.

every. single. time.

•••

“how’re you feeling?” matt spoke into you hair, his hand rubbing up and down your arm soothingly.

your eyes open, blinking slowly to wake yourself up a bit as you were dozing off at the feeling of matt’s gentle touch.

“i feel sick. but not sick-sick, you know?”

“i know.”

he always did.

“it’s like God himself has it out for me. why are boys sucks jerks? not you of course.” you quickly added.

matt’s mouth went dry as he stuttered out his next words, “maybe it’s the guys you go for, you know? the ones you want instead of the ones you need. j-just a thought.”

“yeah, matt, i know my judgement in men is a little questionable.” you rolled your eyes dramatically.

“i didn’t mean it like that.” he watched you sit up, following your actions, “i just meant that maybe your ‘perfect guy’ is a little closer than you think.”

his last words came out mumbled. he didn’t regret saying it, but he silently hoped you didn’t hear him.

unluckily for him, you did.

“what does that mean?”

“it means…that i don’t think you deserve to be treated the way you’ve been treated. i think that you belong with someone that will be there for you whenever you need them. someone that will watch you accomplish something and they’ll be happy for you rather than saying something along the lines of ‘that’ll just take up our time together’.”

your eyes dropped to his hands that were wringing together, something he did when he was nervous or anxious about something.

you were a smart girl, matt knew it. dating wise? you might’ve needed a little push but you could read between the lines pretty well. so there was no doubt in his mind that you’ve figured out where he was going with this.

“i think you need someone who understands your humor and doesn’t completely blow up at you for a joke you make. you need someone that makes you laugh, not someone that makes you cry. i don’t- i don’t think you deserve to cry.”

“not even happy tears?”

“only happy tears.” he clarified, nodding with his words.

“do you happen to know someone with those oh so amazing qualities?” you scooted closer to him, forcing you hand into his own to stop his fidgeting.

“yeah, i think he’s pretty cool.”

you raised you brows, watching his breath hitch, “yeah?”

“yeah.” he cleared his throat, forcing himself to look into your eyes. he usually didn’t have much of an issue doing this but the nerves were getting to him, “we’re on the same page right?”

“i think so. we’re talking about you, aren’t we?”

“yeah, it’s me.”

you smiled, “good.”

“you’re okay with that?”

“more than. kind of a little disappointed that i didn’t figure it out a little sooner.”

matt chuckled, “you and me both.”

#sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo

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s-4pphics · 1 year

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scumbag!abby hcs I’m begging 🙏🏾

omg ur so right why didn’t i do this ealier LOL. thank u nonnieee ily

wc;cw: like 500 idk tbh, mentions of sex so MDNI, scumbag!abby, she sucks but she’s so so fine <3

she's so smart like omg

chemistry major!!!

such a star student

top of the class, all her professors love her (except her biochem one, she hopes he dies <3)

she’s so perfect in everyone’s eyes!!

but she keeps people at a distance for a reason

she makes them think she’s this bright bubbly awkward nerd

but deep down

waaaaay deep in her core

she's the raunchiest filthiest femcel anyone has ever met

everyone she forms a relationship with is for her benefit

professors, students, ppl she wants 2 fuck

she's so selfish n everyone in her life exists in her little bubble! nothing else outside of that matters

uses all her manipulative tactics to get what she wants!!!

she loves to flirt

loves to make ppl feel special

makes them fall in love w her when she’s bored and needs entertainment

only to fuck the shit outta them and never call them back!!! her slay

when ppl she plowed send her desperate messages asking why she hasn’t called she laughs at them in secret

not like a quiet chuckle

like a joker laugh

she's fucking crazy

before texting them sorry baby. been busy, u still tryna fuck? :p

unhealthy obsession with virgins and taking away their impurity especially when they’re unassuming of her and her intentions

also loves milfs they get so wet 4 her <3

but loves them innocent

regardless of their sexual history they always say yes to her proposals like they beeeeg for her dick

speaking of her dick ohhhmmyyygoooddd

the best lay on campus

she's so grimy when she fucks

whoever she’s fucking have no choice but to take what she gives them!!! doesn’t care if they don’t like it

every choke, every slap, every drop of spit and cum!!!!

she’s here to get off and that’s it

love when they scream about how big she is

how she’s stretching them open, how much it hurts and how they can’t take it

it strokes her ego so good

loves when they fight back. it makes her cum especially hard

has a habit of filming them when she hits it from the back

how can she not!! they’re so oblivious!!! they’ll never know!!

her snap memories r filled with unknowing asses jiggling on her fat cock!! >:)

she justifies it by saying that only she’s gonna see them!

except when she sends them to her close friends so they can nut to them duh sharing is caring!!!

loves talking ab her sexcapades w her friends

it’s basically tradition for them to listen to her retell the story of how she fucked 3 girls @ once everytime they link!!! she’s aiming 4 a fatass orgy next!!

but yeah she’s a nympho! loves 2 fuck

her phones always on DND she don’t want her hoes blowing her line when she’s lifting🙄

speaking of lifting

a gym fiend

like she’s psycho

can bench press 230 like somebody stop her

also helps the new gym gworls out with their… form😜

guides their hips

adjusts their legs

offers them massages afterwards for working so hard

presses up against their ass and saying she’s just monitoring their squats!!

she’s really thinking ab stretching their hole out like the dirty anal slut she is!!

and she be staring at cake all day like she needa stop playing LMAOOOOO

might even rail them in the shower who knows

don't let her pretty face and GPA fool you

she’ll ruin your fucking life!!! and she enjoys doing it

#nonnies ✄┈┈ ˚#scumbag!abby #abby anderson smut #abby anderson hcs #abby anderson #lesbian

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shina913 · 2 years

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Churned | MYG

❃ Festivaled Away: Hot Boy Summer

Hosted by @bangtanbathhouse

⤞ Ticket: Traveling/Vacation ⤞ Main Event: Frostee (one night stand) ⤞ Games: Food play, temperature play

Pairing: BDE!Yoongi x fem!reader

Genre: smut; pwp; one night stand; strangers to ?; NSFW

Rating: 18+

Summary: A long weekend away with your friends turns out to be more interesting when they invite an unexpected guest.

Word count: 4,989

Warnings: sexually explicit language; grown-girl talk; cussing; food play; flirting; sexual tension; riding; clit play; nipple/breast play; dirty talk; alcohol consumption; teasing; temperature play; unprotected sex (OC is on birth control but still--be safe); multiple orgasms; cunnilingus; fingering; hyperstimulation; pet names; soft!dom Yoongi; some manhandling; ass-smacking (once); creampie; bed-sharing; hints of aftercare

A/N: Just when I thought I couldn't dig any deeper--here we are! I really, really only intended for this to be a drabble...and it's gone completely off the rails. Grammys Yoongi still has a chokehold on me. Also...I may or may not have listened to The-Dream's Falsetto on repeat while writing this. Make what you will out of that. 😜

Anyway, I'm super excited to join my first network event! Thanks to Madame Ryen @kithtaehyung for the prompts! Enjoy!

It was a long weekend and your friend Lili, along with her boyfriend Hobi, have planned a relaxing cabin getaway out of town. The cabin rental was Hobi’s friend, Namjoon’s idea. The location was tucked away up in the mountains, overlooking a lake. Namjoon said that it was a great way to recharge and reconnect with nature and he planned many group activities around that–which his fiancee, Yeona, was all-too-happy to indulge him in.

“I thought you said you were bringing Kai?”

You groaned at Lili and waved her off. “Oh, I ended that shit days ago.”

Her eyes widened comically. “And you didn’t tell me?”

You shrugged. “Eh. It wasn’t really that serious between us so I didn’t think it was a big deal.”

“I thought you said he was cute?”

“He was, but that boy couldn’t make me cum if he tried,” you say flippantly.

“Oh no,” she says gravely. “So…it didn’t get any better?”

You threw your hands up and shrugged. “Nope. I just find myself reaching for my vibrator more often than not. I thought to myself—what’s the point of having access to dick when that dick ain’t shit anyway.”

She hummed, while she organized the produce in the fridge. “True.”

“What’s worse is that he didn’t even really have that much of a personality so…I was really counting on the sex to be mind-blowing. 0 for 2 there.” You scoffed. “I mean…is it really too much to ask to get dick-whipped every now and then?”

Lili laughs heartily by the kitchen sink. "I think the term you're looking for is 'dicked-down'," she corrects.

"Whatever, Lil. The point is, I just want to be manhandled a little," you call out past your shoulder. You rounded the corner to walk back by the front door to retrieve more items that your friends have unloaded when you jump after seeing a stranger standing by the door.

“Holy shit,” you yelped in horror and threatened to throw a can of chicken broth at him.

“Woah, woah—please don’t do that,” he says in a soft voice. “I’m really sorry that I snuck up on you.”

You hung on to the can of broth. “Who are you?” You ask as you try to bring your heart rate down. “H-how long have you been standing there?”

“YN, are you okay?” Lili rushes over to you then gets a good look at the newcomer. “Oh…are you—Hobi and Joon’s friend?”

He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly. “Uh, yeah. I’m—“

“Oh, good you’ve met Yoongi!” Hobi exclaims out as he walks into the cabin unloading more groceries, followed by Namjoon and Yeona.

After formal introductions and some explanations, you finally relax and put the can down.

“Nice to meet you,” he says in a low, gentle voice. His eyes linger on you.

“Anyway, the room assignments aren’t fixed but obviously, Hobi and Lil claimed the master bedroom. Yeona and I have the loft and YN has the other bedroom that has a double bed. So your options are either the couch or hammock by the deck,” Namjoon explains.

“I’m cool with taking the couch.” You hear Yoongi say as you walk back to the pantry to put away more snacks while Yeona shows Yoongi where the extra sheets and pillows are.

******

Yeona and Lili busied themselves around the kitchen while you stuck to watching them since you were a bit of a hazard—which Yeona was completely comfortable with since Namjoon was the same way at home…and well, pretty much anywhere.

You sat on the counter snacking on a tangerine while watching your girlfriends prepare lunch. “So, how long have they known this Yoongi-guy? I’ve never heard them talk about him before.”

“Yoongi just moved to town. They were all roommates in college, lost touch for a couple years then reconnected just recently,” Yeona explains. “He works in tech, I think.”

You hummed. “He seems pretty quiet.”

Lili chuckled to herself. “Or maybe he’s just intimidated by how loud we all are”

“He’s cute though,” you said, noncommittally as you chewed on a tangerine slice.

Lili and Yeona’s heads whip around in your direction, eyeing you suspiciously.

You suddenly find yourself uncomfortably shifting. “What? I have eyes! I’m not insinuating anything.”

“Babe, insinuate all you want. I hear he’s single,” Lili says.

“…And packing,” Yeona adds.

Now it was your turn to be shocked at your friend. “Yeona! You are an engaged woman!”

She laughed. “So? I have eyes, too. Not that I’m going to do anything about it because I’m fully satisfied with Joon, if you catch my drift.”

Your giggles ring in the kitchen.

“But how can you tell?” Lili asks.

Yeona motions over to the deck where the guys are hanging out, making casual conversation when Yoongi gets up to grab a beer from the cooler.

“See how low those shorts are slung?”

Your eyes slowly drift to his waistband.

“It’s not just the drawstring and elastic holding them up,” Yeona mumbles. “I would know because,” she clears her throat, “Namjoon has the same special skill.”

You and Lili tilt your heads almost in unison and hum in appreciation. Suddenly, Yoongi glances at the window and into the kitchen and you all turn your attention elsewhere, pretending that you were doing something important.

******

After lunch, the afternoon turned to be a scorcher so you all changed into your swimsuits and made your way down to the lake to cool off.

Yoongi turned out to be a silent observer, mostly. Fully content watching the banter between you and your friends. Hobi and Namjoon would occasionally rib him from their college days and he just laughed along while trading one-liners of his own.

You were perfectly fine enjoying the afternoon and taking a dip in the lake. But thanks to Yeona’s earlier comment, you couldn’t keep your eyes from drifting down to Yoongi’s boardshorts. You were pulled away from your daydream when he randomly splashes you with water.

“You okay there?” He asks.

You freeze and panic. “Uhh—fine.” You blinked then shook your head. This wasn’t going to work. You decided to extract yourself from this potentially dangerous situation. Otherwise, this was shaping up to be an extra long weekend. “Uhm, you know, what? I’m gonna head back up to the cabin.”

“Are you okay, YN?” Hobi calls out.

“I’m fine. Just a little tired. I’ll go and relax and maybe read a book or something.”

“Want me to come with you, babe?” Lili asks.

“No, thanks. I’m fine, I swear. It’s just the heat. Don’t let me ruin your fun.”

You made your way up the wooden steps leading back to the cabin. It was still pretty humid so instead of taking a shower right away, you go into the fridge and grab a couple of ice cubes and hold them up to your neck.

You sighed, feeling the touch of coolness against your skin.

“YN?”

You gasp at the sound of his voice, turning to see Yoongi standing by the counter.

“Jesus, you’re really light on your feet,” you remarked. “Were you a cat or something in your previous life?”

He laughs. “So I’ve been told. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay. You looked a little…flustered earlier.”

Flustered was right. Flustered with the thought of Yoongi’s dickprint mocking you through those shorts.

“You’re sweet but I’m okay. You didn’t have to come all the way up here to check up on me,” you say softly.

The ice cubes continued to melt and drip down your skin.

“Hot day, huh?” He says as he takes a couple of steps towards you, brushing up his soaked hair back with his fingers.

“Yeah,” you agreed, suddenly breathless while you watched him.

“Leave it to Namjoon to find a place with no air conditioning,” he jokes.

You both laugh, breaking the tension. And then it was back again when you both fell silent. You fidgeted then moved the ice cubes to the back of your neck, where the water continued to drip down your bikini top.

“That looks refreshing. Can I try?” He motions to the ice on your neck.

You raised your eyebrows. “S-sure. Knock yourself out,” you said.

You were baffled seeing him walk up to you instead of the fridge. He was now inches away from you. You then gestured at the fridge and tell him, “There’s ice–”

“I said, I wanted to try this.” Before you could stop him, he dipped his mouth onto your neck and sucked hard.

You gasped as you felt the alternate sucking and licking patterns he did. When he squeezes your hip bone, you let out a deep, ragged moan.

But it was short-lived as you both jump and quickly separate the moment you hear Hobi’s cackles approaching the doorway.

“Hey, I thought you were gonna lie down?” Lili says.

“I was–uh–but…” You scrambled. “I…I just wanted to cool off a bit more,” you held up the ice cubes as some measly proof that you weren’t up to anything scandalous. You glanced at Yoongi whose hands rested on the counter, looking cool as a cucumber. As if he wasn’t just trying to give you a hickey seconds ago. You try to casually flip your hair to try and cover up in case he left any obvious marks.

Your friends don’t seem to suspect anything.

“Namjoonie, you think we can get the grill going?” Hobi says, breaking the tension.

Before Namjoon can answer, “Hobi–” Yeona scolds him. “Do you know who you’re talking to and what you are asking him to do?”

“I’ll do it,” Yoongi volunteers. “I think I’m cooled enough,” he says before prying his eyes away from you and walking back towards the deck to set up the grill.

Everyone else retreats to their room to get changed while you rush over to the bathroom, immediately desperate for that cold shower you had initially intended on getting.

******

After dinner, you, Namjoon, and Yeona played some board games in the dining room while Hobi, Lili, and Yoongi sat out on the deck by the firepit. It distracted you momentarily from this afternoon’s close-call. You excused yourself to grab a beer from the fridge and decide to glance out by the deck.

To your surprise, Yoongi was already looking your way. Your breath hitches and you turn away. You fumble with the kitchen drawers, trying to look for the bottle opener.

“Looking for something?” You look up to see him standing in the kitchen.

“Uh–just…looking for the bottle opener,” you smile nervously. He unnerved you–there was no question about it. And this was only the first night! You wondered how you’d be able to get through the rest of the weekend thinking about Yoongi’s possibly gifted crotch-area.

“Here, I keep one on my key ring, just in case.” He offers you his set of keys, holding up the bottle opener separately and handing it to you. You flinch when his hands touch yours during the exchange.

“Uh, thanks,” you mutter after you crack the bottle open, then quickly drop the keys into his palm before you walk away from him wordlessly, to return to your board game. You were intent on avoiding him for the rest of the night–for your sanity.

The night went on and one by one, each of your friends started to turn in.

You laid in your room, tossing and turning. It was late but you craved something. You weren’t sure whether you were thirsty or hungry, or both. You pad over to the kitchen and rummage through the snack bin. You didn’t find anything of interest.

You look into the freezer then find a pint of cookie dough ice cream. That should hit the spot, you thought. You grabbed a spoon, and dug in–not even bothering to scoop a bit into a separate bowl. You’d probably finish the whole thing in one sitting.

“Can’t sleep?”

You are startled again as you spot him leaning against the wall by the kitchen.

“Oh my god!” You said as you clutched your chest. “Stop scaring me like that!”

He chuckles. “Sorry! I can’t help how I move. Or maybe you just need to relax a little bit. You seem a bit tense.”

You swallowed hard. “It’s the heat. I can’t stand it. I just get really agitated,” You said, spooning another bite of ice cream into your mouth.

“Sorry I woke you…I forgot you were out here,” you said apologetically, suddenly remembering that he chose to sleep on the couch.

“Nah. I couldn’t sleep either. I have a weird sleep pattern.”

You nodded wordlessly.

He walks over to the counter to reach for the bottle of whiskey then searches for a lowball glass up on the cupboards. When he couldn’t find one, he settled for one of the plastic cups set out and poured himself a shot. “Want some?”

You shook your head. Whiskey wasn’t really your thing…though watching him toss it back and swallow makes you want to get into it.

“I was thinking,” he started after setting the cup back down on the counter. “Since we’re both up, maybe we could finish what we started…you know, before we got rudely interrupted.”

“What makes you think I’d want to finish it?” You’d sound more convincing if the fluttering in your belly would just quit.

He smirks, then saunters towards you. He rests his hand on your hipbone and squeezes it gently. You gasp at the contact.

“One thing you need to know about me is that…I’m very observant. I also like to pay attention.”

He was closing in on you—your lips barely touching. You were panting softly into his mouth. He decides to tease you by darting his tongue out to lick your bottom lip.

“I know you liked it when I touched you here.” He was massaging your hip now. Your hands gripped the kitchen counter, unaware how much longer you’d be able to stand upright.

“And you liked when I did this,” he dipped his head and sucked on your neck. You stifled a moan. When he pulls away, you suddenly feel bereft.

“I want to try something.” You follow his line of sight as he glances over at the pint of ice cream that you were just snacking on. His eyes are dancing with delight as you telepathically work out what he was planning to do.

“Do you—“

“Okay,” you say a little too eagerly.

His lips curve into a slow, sexy smile. “Alright then.” He grabs your spoon and dips it into the tub. He brings it to his mouth for a taste. “Mm…what flavor is this?”

You watch his tongue lick the back of the spoon. “Cookie dough,” you say softly.

“Hm.” He dips the spoon into the tub once more. “I’m more of a chocolate guy but I think I might learn to like this.”

You gasp as he lets the ice cream drip down to the swell of your breast. As the drop slides down to your skin he catches it with his mouth, suckling on the skin. You immediately feel your panties soak through the gusset.

He pulls away once more, licking his lips clean.

He motions over to the counter. “Hop on,” he commands and you do as you’re told.

He takes the pint again and tells you to scoot down to the edge of the counter. Once you do, he drops another scoop of ice cream on your thigh. You watch it slowly drip down further into your leg.

Yoongi dips his head down and you could have sworn that you heard him inhale and take in your scent before he drags his tongue from your inner to your upper thigh. You stifled a moan when he began sucking on the flesh for a few seconds.

“Y-Yoongi, wait—“ You gripped his shoulders.

“Do you want to stop?”

“No, but—“

His eyebrows knit in confusion.

“I think,” you panted, trying to get your head straight after his oral assault. “I think we should move this somewhere else? I-I just don’t want anyone to walk in on us. Maybe you’re into that but I’m not.”

“I’m good with whatever you’re comfortable with.” He gives you a small smile.

“Bedroom, then?”

“Sure.”

You hopped off the counter and started to walk back to your room when you paused then turned to him. “Bring that, will you?” You nodded at the tub of ice cream.

As soon as he shuts the door behind him and sets the ice cream down by the dresser, you turn your head and pull his mouth towards yours for a long, deep kiss. His tongue explored your mouth, licking, tasting.

You felt him backing you up until your calves hit the side of the bed before lowering you onto it. You scoot back further and he starts working on pulling your bottoms off. As soon as he pulls your top off, his mouth quickly wraps around a nipple while his other hand pinches the other.

He pulls away to retrieve the ice cream that he left on the dresser.

You leaned back, your weight balanced on your elbows. Your heartbeat quickened as you anticipated his next move. His gaze was hot, lips parted as he dropped another scoop down to your pelvis. He drags his tongue downwards, until he goes past your mound and finishes with a light flick at your folds.

You gasped audibly. When he leans back, you dip your finger into the tub and swipe it at his mouth. A low growl escapes him as you licked it off hungrily. His eyes were so completely dilated by lust, they were black.

You lifted his shirt. You pulled it up and over his head, his shoulders strain with the hard stretch of fabric. You take the ice cream from him and dip your fingers into the tub once more and drag it across your chest.

His head turned, mouth latching onto your nipple and suckling, easy, gentle tugs of suction on the sensitive point. You whimpered when his teeth caught the hardened tip, completely trapping you.

Your head bowed, eyes entranced at the sight of his hollowing cheeks. Inside the heat of his mouth, his tongue fluttered at the tip, his throat working as he swallowed. Your core tightened and pulsed, echoing the rhythmic pulls. You feel him slide two fingers in you–working and stretching you for him.

Having had enough, he takes the tub and tosses it by the nightstand haphazardly.

He slots himself between your legs and settles there for a bit, tasting, and licking you. Your back arches, lifting your hips to his mouth as he sucked and fluttered his tongue over your clit. He sits up, stopping short of your orgasm–which, surprisingly, didn’t even make you mad.

Frantically reaching between you, you untied the drawstring of his waistband and pushed the elastic down enough to free him. You gasped not just at the size but the girth. This was why you weren’t mad at him for stopping.

“What did you say you wanted earlier?”

You swallow hard as his voice brings you back to reality. “W-what?”

“Earlier, when you were in the kitchen.” He was pumping his cock slowly, stopping to squeeze the tip…teasing you while you salivated.

“I…I don’t–” you struggled to find the words.

“You wanted to get–what was it? Dick-whipped? Or dicked-down?”

Your eyes almost bulge out of your sockets as he repeated your supposedly throwaway comment from this morning–when he walked in on you and Lili in the kitchen.

“If that’s still on the table then you’re in for a real treat,” he says with a devilish lilt to his voice. You didn’t protest when he took your hand and pulled it towards him. You instinctively wrap your hands around him, fingertips tracing the thick veins coursing along his length. The tip was dripping with precum, your thumb captured it, hands gliding, spreading his slick all over him.

He pulls away and sits on the bed, urging you to climb on top of him. Once your legs settle on either side of his hips, you lift yourself slightly then align the tip to your opening. “Take it slow,” he ordered gruffly. “I want to be inside you all night and we can’t have you sore,” he says, running his hands down your arms.

That sent shivers down your spine, goosebumps covering your skin. You couldn’t take your eyes off it. “What if–what if I can’t–” you struggled to find the words. You weren’t sure if he would fit–if you could make him fit. Sensing your apprehension, Yoongi reached up with both hands, pushing the hair back from your face. “Trust me–” He kisses you. “You can,” he says confidently.

You were the one positioning him, lowering onto him, taking a moment to rub the wide head of his cock back and forth between your already dripping folds.

He groaned at the feel of your warmth, his hips lifting slightly, pushing demandingly into you. He grabbed your hips firmly, pulling you down, spreading you wide open for him.

“Fuck, Yoongi,” Your eyelids grew heavy as you sank onto him, taking him inch by inch inside of you.

He lifted you slightly. You sighed, feeling his length glide out of you until he stopped right at the tip. He held you there, hovering for a few seconds then lowered you again, making you take more of him in. The veins in his neck stood out as he strained to maintain control.

You pushed up, then slid back down. Over and over. Working him deeper each time, until your ass sat atop his thighs. He was deliciously thick and long. You whimpered as he throbbed inside you.

Tilting your head, you kissed him, savoring the slow slide of his tongue against yours.

With your hands on his shoulders, you fucked him with rhythmic pumps of your hips. He was delectable and absolutely irresistible. The feel of his cock moving inside you. That low, rumble in his chest gave away how turned on he was. A sheen of sweat coated his chest and his forehead. The way his biceps and pectorals clenched when you dropped down and his cock pushed deep. You were shamelessly needy for it and couldn’t get enough.

“Mm–so fucking good,” he growled, making your walls clench at the compliment.

He put the pad of his thumb to his lips and ran his tongue across it in a slow, sensual lick, his eyes never leaving your face. Reaching between you, he rubbed your clit in hard, quick circles. His ministrations turned out to be too much–pushing you over the edge. You felt a scream building up but you also didn’t want to wake the whole cabin. You instinctively bury your face between the crook of his neck and shoulder before you came with a cry, your cunt milking his cock in euphoric ripples.

Not even a few seconds after the contractions slow, he springs into action and flips you on to your stomach.

With one hand at the small of your back, holding you down, he cupped your wet heat and rubbed, massaging your arousal all over you. He spread it around, coating you with it. Your hips circled, seeking that perfect bit of pressure to reach another orgasm.

The pounding in your clit and the needy clenching of your empty cunt was driving you mad. He pushed two fingers into you and your nails dug into layers of sheets. He finger-fucked you leisurely, sliding lazily in and out, keeping you on the edge.

“Yoongi, please,” you sobbed, the sensitive tissues inside you rippling greedily around his digits. You were coated in sweat, barely able to breathe.

His fingers pulled free and then his cock was pushed into you. Your pussy spasmed around him, sucking him deeper. You heard his breath catch in a muffled groan.

You mewled helplessly with the pleasure of it, your entire body shaking as he fucked you thoroughly, his cock rubbing and tugging at tender, hyperstimulated nerves. The pressure built and built, brewing like a storm.

“Oh, fuck, yesss,” you gasped, stretched tightly with anticipation.

Then he pulled out at the first grip of your core and left you hanging on the precipice again. Only to slip himself all the way back in, filling you, stroking rhythmically into your trembling core.

His thighs kept yours spread wide so he could sink deep. Over and over. The tempo of his thrusts were relentless.

You let out a sudden yelp when he gives your ass a good smack. Bending over you, he gasped in your ear, “Are you dicked-down enough yet? Hm?”

You had nothing left to fight with, barely able to whimper when he reaches under and rolled an aching nipple between his fingertips and slides down to your splayed legs. His hips began to lunge, his cock pumping upward into you as he pinched and swiped at the folds around your throbbing clit before rubbing the swollen bud.

You came again with a hoarse cry of his name, the sheets and mattress muffling your screams. Your entire body convulsing as the relief exploded through you. The orgasm lasted, what felt like forever and Yoongi was tireless, extending your pleasure with the perfect thrusts you’d craved for earlier.

You collapse onto the bed, panting and soaked with sweat. He pulls out of you carefully and turns you over with your back to the mattress. You were in a complete orgasmic daze–incapable of stopping him when he pushed your thighs apart and put his mouth on you. He tongued and suckled on your clit until you came again. And again.

Your back arched with each orgasm, your breath draining from your lungs. You lost track of how many times you climaxed after they began rolling into each other, cresting and waning like the tide.

Climbing over you with one knee on the mattress and the other leg extended to the floor, he pushes himself into you one more time. You shoved at him, “Wait–I don’t know if I can take any more…”

“I know, baby.” He slid into you, his eyes on your face as he pushed carefully through swollen tissues. “I’ll go slow,” He says soothingly.

Somehow, it occurred to you that he hadn’t cum yet. Hypersensitivity be damned, your hips moved of their own volition and met his thrusts.

“So good…can’t stop,” he says sighs. Like clockwork, you feel another orgasm slowly building up.

“I don’t think I can pull out–you feel too fucking good,” he moans as he drags his cock in and out of your cunt.

You didn’t want him to, either. “S’okay–implant,” you managed to assure him, referring to the contraceptive implant in your arm.

He rolled his hips, stirring his cock inside you, pulling you onto him until you gasped in pain at how deep he was. Your cunt clung to the base of his length, spread wide for him. He filled you to the brim and you loved every bit of it. Throwing his head back, he gasped and jerked inside you. He spurted hotly, groaning, his hips still thrusting, staying true to what he said…that he just couldn’t stop.

******

The next morning, you awoke with the sun peeking through the blinds. You roll onto your back as your eyes adjust to the natural light that starts to fill the room. Vague memories from last night also began to flood in.

Yoongi.

“Fuck,” you sit up abruptly, suddenly aware that you were naked under the covers. The door slowly opening startles you and you instinctively pull the blankets tight around your chest. He walks in with a big, piping hot cup of coffee. You accept it and mouth your ‘thanks’ before taking a sip. You hummed in appreciation while he sat on the mattress next to you.

“Didn’t think I’d ever get enough of hearing that sound,” he says as he shyly scratches the back of his head.

You smiled as your face started to heat up. You cleared your throat. “Uhm—did you…did you sleep here? I don’t remember.” Yes, the multiple orgasms practically rendered you comatose.

“Yeah,” he says slowly. “I managed to grab a towel from the bathroom across the hall after…for you–but then after that, I, uh…didn’t think I could walk back to the couch,” he laughed nervously, “So…I just knocked out. I hope you didn’t mind.”

“No, I didn’t.” Truthfully, you didn’t remember much but you vaguely recalled a warm body next to yours. You weren’t much for cuddling but it didn’t seem to bother you.

You both chuckled awkwardly. “Anyway, I woke up before everyone else and made breakfast. Thought you’d be hungry.”

“Oh.” That was nice of him. “Y-yeah…I just–need a minute to get changed.”

“Sure. Take your time,” he says casually before leaning in, intending to give you a peck on your cheek but you suddenly turn your head and he ends up landing on your lips instead.

Okay…this, you remember. His velvet tongue slips into your mouth, stroking yours in long, languid licks. He pulls away first–and you’re both breathless. Knowing full well that you were bare under the sheets, he’s fighting every instinct in him to rip the covers off you and fuck you senseless this morning.

"So...I’ll, uh, see you in a few minutes? Namjoon says he wants everyone to go on a hike later so you might need some fuel for that.”

You made a face. You weren’t much of an outdoors-y person but you also didn’t want to be the party pooper. “I guess, yeah.”

“Or,“ his finger brushes your bare shoulder. "I can tell him that we're allergic to hikes and we can just chill in the jacuzzi out back. It’d be a shame not to put it to good use this weekend,” he says offhandedly.

You bit your lip at the sound of that.

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Lookism Chapter 439 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

God, I was looking forward to doing this chapter review today but then my day really started off not as good as I hope for. But it’s ok. I just hope that this review will be uplifting for me while it’s being made. Anyways, CH. 439 EVERYBODY!! WOOOOOOOO!!! I LOVED READING THIS CHAPTER. SO, LET’S GET INTO IT.

Um... Jichang? Try him. 😀

UMMM... SORRY JICHANG, WHAT WAS THAT? CAN'T HEAR YOU FROM THE SOUNDS OF GETTING YOUR ASS BEAT... 🙄

Wow. So it really has come to this, huh? I didn't wanna do a Master vs. Student comparison because Daniel was trained by Gun, not James. Although James didn't personally train him, Daniel did get some of his moves from him so he's clearly a beast... Damn.

Daniel Park, a model? 👀 I can't believe I made a clothing brand flyer out of these panels. 💀💀💀

Tbh the Allied shirt that Daniel is wearing looks so fucking dope. 🔥 If PTJ ever drops the actual merch for Allied, I really wanna purchase one so badly. The design is so sick, and you already know Imma stunt on them hoes if I ever get my hands on a shirt. 🤪

He's really just playing around with them, huh? Especially Daniel. 😭

I swear, Hudson and Jay are only in this chapter to provide reactions to the fight. They really do be representing the crowd. 🔥 THE CROWD SAYS :O

This shot of Jichang is so cool ngl... and hot. 💀💀

Bruh he really do be thinking this.

JESUS CHRIST- DANIEL IS GETTING SLICED AND DICED LIKE HE'S A STALK OF VEGETABLES. PEPPERS? OK! ONIONS? YOU GOT IT! GARLIC? I GOT YA COVERED!!! 😜🌶🧄🧅

Jichang looking all sinister, like he about to end Daniel with the most deadliest Karate chop of the century. BUT OH GOD, DANIEL NOOOOOOOOO!!! 😭😭😭😭

*inhales* Bro... you guys had no idea how much I was jumping at that first panel right here. Jumping and running around and shit. My reaction was literally, "No... Noooo wayyyy... Nooooo FUCKING WAAAAYYYYYYYYY... PTJ, YOU'RE LYING!!!!!! IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING????? OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! UI DANIEL IS BAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!" 😤😤😤😤😤😤😤

And not me anticipating a Gun Park memory because it always happens whenever Daniel is in UI... (or at least, Gun is mentioned whenever he's in the zone... Auto Zone. 😩 If you get the reference, ily.)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IT'S GUNNNNNNN!!!! I KNEW IT, WE'RE GONNA GET ANOTHER SCENE WITH THIS HOT ASS MESS OF A MAN. 😩😩🔥🔥🔥🔥 UGGGHHHH IMMA CREAM ON HIM I SWEEEAAAARRRRRRRRR. HE CAN EAT ME UPPPPP AND BEAT THIS COOCH UP ANYDAY. GOT ME QUIVERING SHIIIIIII 😩😩😩💢💢💢💢💢 Also, is he NAKED??? 😳 Bruh. He's naked around Daniel, but he isn't naked around his previous successors. Hmmm... do I sense... favoritism? And why is Daniel kneeling down in front of him. Don't tell me they "fought". 👁👁 Or he gave Gun a good suck. Pero come on Daniel, tell us that his dick is huge. GINORMOUS. MASSIVE. LENGTHY. THICK. HEAVY??? LMFAAAOOOOOOOO OK, I'LL STOP.

Hehehe, if you aren't familiar with this by now-

*N S F W M E M E W A R N I N G*

(If you're not comfortable with inappropriate memes, then just scroll past them.)

This really is my mind 24/7. You should know me by now and how I want this man soooooooo badlyyyyyy. God, I want this man to ram me so goddamn good. Legs shaking, loud moaning, ass smacking, hair pulling, back blowing... AEUUUUGGGGHHHHH. 😩😩😩💗💗💗💗 I just wanna keep it real. I'm not ashamed or sorry. 🤷🏽‍♀️ If you don't want me to simp so badly, then you shouldn't have followed a Gun simp in the first place. 😤

OH MY GOD- OF COURSE HE'S INTO CHOKING. 😩😩 PTJ, YOU'RE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE. MAKING ME EVEN MORE NEEDY FOR HIM, FUUUUUCCCCKKKKK.

"Leave your body to Lady Death." God, that gave me chills. 🥴HNNNNNNGGGGHHHH EVEN THAT SMIRK TOO. GOD, I'M GOING FERALLLLLLLL. HE'S SO SEXY!!! CHOKE ME, DADDY GUN. 😭😭😭 HE REALLY GOT ME IN A MENTAL CHOKEHOLD, I'M JUST SAYINGGGGGG.

CALL ME DELUSIONAL. IDC AND IDGAF. I WANT GUN TO CHOKE ME. 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

Ok I'm done. *sighs*

*E N D O F N S F W M E M E S*

Man... I love psychotic men. Men who go crazy insane with power. Men who are overpowered. Men who can silence anyone. Men who can dominate others. Men who can beat the shit out of anything and anyone. MEN WHO CAN RUIN OTHER PEOPLE'S SELF-ESTEEM. MEN WHO CAN TAKE AWAY THEIR WILL TO FIGHT. MEN WHO CAN SLAUGHTER ALL OF THEIR ENEMIES ONE BY ONE WITHOUT CARING. MEN WHO- ok I'll shut up about my taste in men.

Oh my lord, look at UI Daniel fight so diligently and so swiftly too. AND DAAAANNNGGG DUDE, LOOK AT THE IMPACT HE HAD ON JICHANG'S BACK!!! He for sure is a menace, no doubt about it.

I love how hyped their fight was. LOOK AT JICHANG'S FACIAL EXPRESSION TOO!! HE REMINDS ME OF SAMUEL IN SOME OF HIS FIGHTS HAHAHAHAHAHA INSAAAAAAANE

BRUH, ISN'T THAT THE OLD MAN ON THAT TRACTOR??? 👀

I KNEW ITTTTT BRO. IT'S THE SEOUL GRANDPA. Also, I'd like to point out how interesting it is that UI Daniel suddenly faded away as if he doesn't exist anymore, when Daniel suddenly retreated from subconsciousness. I almost forgot that it took UI Daniel a while to cease due to the drugs that Daniel's other body was on in that room full of shrooms, back in that arc with Vivi's Club.

YEAH BRO, YOU BETTER RESPECT DANIEL NOW. And how did Jichang not notice that he looked like Jinyoung Park? Like... everybody did except for him. Come on sir, get with the program. 🧍🏽‍♀️

OMG...??? GAPRYONG KIM'S DRIVER??? 🤭🤭🤭 DAMN, EVERYONE WHO WAS A PART OF GAPRYONG'S FIST CAN BEAT ANYONE UP. EVEN HIS DRIVER CAN KICK ASS. 😧 Also... bro. Wtf. Does that mean that they fought for no reason? They got THEIR ASSES BEAT FOR NO REASON??? MAAAAAANNNN WHAT DID I FUCKIN TELL YOU, JICHANG AND DANIEL??? IN THE PREV REVIEW, I SAID THAT YOU COULD'VE SETTLED THIS THE CIVILIZED WAY, BUT WHAT DID Y'ALL DO? Y'ALL THREW HANDS. And poor Jay and Hudson. They fought their asses off against some people of Chungcheong and FOR WHAT??? 😭😭😭 WELL, I GET IT. IT'S FOR DANIEL. BUT COME ON MAN, THEY BEEN THROUGH SOME TRASH-TALKING AND SOME INJURIES FOR NOTHINGGGGG. Idk, that just pissed me off. But, the purpose of those fights was to show how much they improved. I admit though, they did improve A LOT and I'm proud of the both of them. Even Daniel too, who just fought with a First Generation King to the point that Jichang had to get into serious FIGHTING MODE. Here kings, your crowns. 👑👑👑 I keep saying this repeatedly, but we better get the full explanation of Jinyoung's backstory or else. Imma go over to PTJ, grab him by the collar, and- 😤😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽 /j

Not kidding. Oops-

#lookism #lookismaddict #lookism 439 #lookism spoilers #lookism spoiler #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #daniel park #park hyungseok #kwak jichang #jay hong #hong jaeyeol #hudson ahn #ahn hyunseong #gun park #park jonggun

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JD NET or insight on this crap I don’t believe it William would never let her near the king without anybody to watch her

Max

Hey Max!

The ball is in their (Sussex) court for now. The BRF will see what comes out of their mouths. An extensive courtesy was passed on to them. However, the Sussex’s didn’t bring their children. It won’t be forgotten.

King Charles thinks he will become king of the world, with William being his right-hand man. Harry was supposed to be part of the scam, which is why they are still on the BRF lineup.

With so much on the line, do you really think they’d want to blow that opportunity? Or will this all be a giant setup for the Succubus’s?

You guys know that BRF will be the lead in the NWO, right? So far, they have ignored all protests and elections around the world. It just shows how sick and twisted the world leaders (NWO/WEF) have become.

I, personally, wanted to give up and let the cards lie where they would fall, but Kitty reminded me we can’t give up. We have come this far.

Think of this as World War III, a cyber war, limited wars, and starvation tactics to lower the population rates. The bullshit 4th industrial revolution is a scam. It’s crimes against humanity while being held in Switzerland. Think about that?

Everyone has to look at the big pictures for now. The Succubus’s are the distraction (the man behind the curtain) while the real wizards (PR) for global stakeholder claims ruined the world with their ideological claims.

These people need us, and we aren’t having any of it! The BRF has had its ears to the wall and stayed in power this long. Will they ruin it? Or will they remain in power? Real simple questions!

For shits and giggles: Prince Philip said he was coming back as a virus, Covid virus!

Why don’t we watch and see how the plans go, because they came out of grieving awfully fast, don’t you think? They had to, too, keep up with the Succubus’s. Does anyone believe that Megahoe going to stop? Hell, no.

Sit back, get your popcorn and skittles, and laugh your ass off at the show. Lots of oohs and ahhs until they try to poke their eyes out with random sticks.

Pray for humans and not these dumbass people.

Love, always, Maxie baby!

JD 💋😜🤟🏻💖

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HI HELLO i remembered i think i talked 2 you abt fugo and zack's dynamic once on an old acc. im curious abt ur thoughts on how an angels of death x noel the mortal fate crossover would go i think noel and ray would get along really well tbh. that may be me slightly going 'hey they could be a cute couple or queerplatonic couple' though

They would be cute! I am a bit biased towards Jillian and Noel myself 😜. I have thought about a crossover between the two games for awhile, but more on a character by character basis:

Rachel and Zack would get picked up by the Fugosquad after running into them on some mission, where each group thinks the other is working for burrows or something until revealed otherwise. I actually think Rachel would fit more in with Toad and Slug, since they’re no strangers to eccentric people. Zack would want to blow shit up with Fugo I think. They’d make great additions to the team.

I feel like Eddie would either get along with Jillian or would take her place. I like Jillian though and don’t want to kick her out so let’s says Eddie makes some deal with a *new different devil* (Gray) with the same motives that Jillian had for her deal with Caesar.

Cathy would not hesitate to join Jino and work for mayor burrows. She gives me Jino mixed with Luce vibes and if she had to take either of their spots I’d go with Luce.

Gray is just. Caesar different font. That’s all.

Danny is probably the hardest to place, he would maybe be in a similar situation to Ribelio? Not sure tbh.

I also haven’t played Noel the Mortal Fate in a while, or the untranslated chapters, so there may be better fits there idk. I do like that game a lot though, it’s a shame the English fandom is so small.

(Bonus: if Noel and Caron got stuck in the AOD building they would absolutely trash everybody’s asses. Are you kidding me. Especially later chapters Noel. She beat one of the most powerful devils with the power of love and friendship. Nobody else stands a damn chance.)

Ofc none of this is set in stone please bounce more ideas off me if you want, I’d love to talk more about this game!!

#asks #ant rambles #angels of death #noel the mortal fate

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6, 15, and 22 for the cheeky questions!

KRISTINA❤️ thank you!!!! I miss you bubbie🥺

I already answered 6, so if it’s cool I’m gonna do 9😁

9. Best toy you’ve ever got as a kid:

This beach house I got on Christmas Day in 2002 I think lol. I really wanted the Barbie dream house with the elevator that all my friends had, and I was a little “what the fuck is this…?” When I opened the box and saw this. But it was honestly for the best. THIS BUNGALOW SLAPPED. IT HAD A WORKING ROOFTOP JACUZI, A BLOW UP BED, BLOW UP COUCH, A KITCHENETTE THAT MADE SIZZLING NOISES ARFJJGVDHJOKBU! GOOD SHIT

I already got 15, so imma answer 14!:)

14. Your nicknames:

My sister has been calling me “Poopies” since I was born lol. A lot of my extended family are in on it too now, but I don’t really mind it to be honest. I answer to it lol. I even told her her future kids can call me Aunt Poopies 💩 oh, fun story: my sisters best friend was my English sub in 11th grade, and when I walked into the room, she yelled “OH SNAP! IT’S POOPIES N****!” In front of my classmates. I was not happy lmao. My other nicknames are Laur and Laurbear, and FMA trash sister, but you already knew about that one 😜

I also got 22 😅 lol so I’ll answer 23!:)

23. You’re stranded on an island and there’s a box, what’s in it?

A string! And once I pull it, I’m happy as fuck and shocked to find that it contains an embarrassing photo of sponge-bob at the Christmas party!

THANKS HUNNY BUNS!

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teen--marvel · 2 years

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I posted 3,827 times in 2021

513 posts created (13%)

3314 posts reblogged (87%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 6.5 posts.

I added 2,162 tags in 2021

#i love queue much - 792 posts

#dylan o'brien - 256 posts

#personal - 237 posts

#tom holland - 201 posts

#answered - 199 posts

#teen—marvel - 118 posts

#teen wolf - 112 posts

#teen--marvel - 85 posts

#jess.txt - 81 posts

#stiles stilinski - 81 posts

Longest Tag: 102 characters

#and talked to me and my dad the entire time she was doing his hair the day or two days before shooting

My Top Posts in 2021

as this shit of a year comes to a close, i wanted to jump on the bandwagon and do an end of the year review that everyone on my dash seems to be doing, haha. there’s going to be a lot to unpack in this post. so, basically all the people below mean the world to me. so, without further ado, let’s get into it. everything is below the cut ;

@stiles-o-dylan24 ellie. my love. you were the first friend i made on this site, and it was all because of our lovely staddy. and then you brought us our beautiful idiots, addlan. (highkey wish addy was real so she could come and take care of me, lol.) when i had some shit go down at the beginning of the year, the only thing i could think about was reading iaby. i love you. oh so much. and i hope you’re having a great birthday. (i think yours might be the longest... 👀👀)

@aquariusholland kyrstin. you’re such a crackhead, i love it. i love seeing your random ass posts. they make me laugh and they put a smile on my face. crackhead hours much commence in the new year.

@r0s3mm rose. sweet rose. they way you go from english to french freaking blows my mind. i better be tagged in that angsty dylan piece you’re writing 👀

@alexa-playafricabytoto courtney. you’re such a sweet soul, and everyone deserves to see that. i love you so much and you know i’m always here if you need anything 💜

@londonspidey katie. tbh, i started following you for tale as old as time, but i stayed because of your sweet sweet soul. i promise i’ll come into your inbox during the new year, haha.

@mischiefandi v. sweet sweet v. i love you. i hope school is going great for you. i promise to talk to you more because i love you and miss seeing you on my dash. and it’s going to be weird not seeing dylan as your icon, haahh.

@duskholland hannah. i’ve already said this once in your inbox, but i’m gonna say it again. i’ve been following you for almost three years now, and i’m so glad i never stopped unfollowing. your stories are freaking amazing, and i love you. your tags crack me the hell up, i love it.

@lettersofwrittencollective nat. i’m gonna be completely honest ; if i had never come across the pull, i don’t think this tumblrship (friendship on tumblr. get it 😜) wouldn’t exist. i love you, and we definitely need to talk more.

like i stated above, each and every one of you mean the world to me.

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i’m 28 today, and i wanna have a sleepover / celebration type of thing. like all my other celebration sleepover things, this will be run on both this blog, and @stilinskiparker.

This event will run from today, Monday, February 22 until Sunday, February 28. Very impromptu, i can assure you, hahaaa.

You know the drill by now, but if not, let me tell ya ; send me something from the list below in one of my ask boxes… and that’s pretty much it, haha. Yes, it’s the same shit from my Christmas sleepover because I can’t think of new shit to add, ahaha. But I did change some of them up and added a couple of more things.. So here we go.

For Both ;

💍 - FMK(kiss or kill, pls be specific) ; make me choose between three actors or characters

💬 - just come by and say hi

🌷 - fav season

🎥 - fav tv show / movie (you can also ask for genre)

🎵 - fav era / decade (tell me yours and i’ll tell you mine)

☕ - spill the tea, sis

👀 - would you rather… (get as innocent or as dirty as you want, idc.)

😘 - blog compliment

☀️ - fav weather

🎂 - fav birthday memory

⁉️ - make me choose between two things

Added for @stilinskiparker ;

📝 - fav story i’ve written so far (this can be you telling me or you asking me)

🌟 - for a teaser to Chapter 38 (even though chapter 37 just posted, lol)

📚 - fic series recommendations (i’ll give you some of my favs from main)

😏 - a line from from the next chapter of yabmh

✏️ - fav writers (this kind of goes with series recommendations but whatev)

mutuals below the cut ;

@stiles-o-dylan24 @mischiefandi @londonspidey @tomhollandd @h0llandshalstead @duskholland @roscoeknows @bi-writes @earthlyholland @lettersofwrittencollective @alexa-playafricabytoto

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THERES A FUCKING TEEN WOLF MOVIE COMING IN 2022 ON PARAMOUNT+

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hello, favorite peeps!!! i hope y’all have had a good week!

i’m drawing a blank as to what to put here, so let’s just jump right in...

drink your water (gotta stay hydrated, my lovelies) 🥤

eat some good ass food (whatever your heart and stomach is telling you) 🍕🍟🥞🧇🍔🌭🥪🌮🌯🍝

remember that you’re a boss ass bitch and ain’t nobody can touch you (because you’re 🎵BAD, YOU’RE BAD, YA’KNOW IT🎵) 💪🏻🤘🏻💅🏻

take some time for yourself (treat yo’ self) 💸🛍️

have a self care day / weekend ; face mask, bubble bath, put on your favorite dylan o’brien or tom holland movie / tv show or discover a new one, if the weather is nice - go sit outside with a cuppa (ahh, see what i did there? 😏) or a cup of tea or coffee or hot chocolate

and remember the most important thing ; you’re amazing, you’re important to a lot of people, you matter, and you’re strong, you’re smart, you’re beautiful, you’re enough, you will conquer the world, and you’ll get through whatever hell storm comes your way 💜💜😚

remember that you have people in your corner, and if you don’t, my dm’s are always open

i hope y’all have a great weekend, and great Easter (if you celebrate). i love y’all to the moon and back, and hopefully i’ll see y’all back here next friday for ✨ j e s s ’ w e e k l y c h e c k i n ✨

tags + a couple new moots: @stiles-o-dylan24 @londonspidey @earthlyholland @mischiefandi @lettersofwrittencollective @duskholland @alexa-playafricabytoto @tomhollandd @h0llandshalstead @naturallytom

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Daily Dose of I CANT FUCKING HANDLE THIS FACE Dylan💛

WHEN THE FUCK WAS THIS?! 😩😩😩

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Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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