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[orangameelectronics]

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[bluejaybytes]

Design is outdated but todays art post is The Girlie(tm). She's so :3 coded

[anadorablekiwi]

Anyways i caved and bought some CeraVe acne control cleanser so hopefully that will help my face to remember im turning 25, not freaking 15

I also bought some adorable ~$50 headphones with a good built in mic so im excited about those too

[woodnrust]

I was given some money for getting straight A's on my report card so I decided to treat myself and went book thrifting online and got myself Frankenstein, Notes from Underground, and Crime and Punishment :3

[4trackcassette]

driving in silence for hours is like okay so do you want me to kill myself.

[crazydiscostu]

TOZO OpenBuds

Open-ear earbuds are designed to provide an audio experience that doesn’t completely isolate you from your environment, which is the Wario to noise-cancelling technology. They allow you to hear your music, podcasts, or calls while staying connected to the world around you, whether you’re in a loud city, a tranquil park, a busy abattoir or a bustling office. Today we’re looking at one of Tozo‘s…

[ceescedasticity]

I saw another post today which seemed to assume "expensive wireless earbuds" and "no headphones at all" were the only options in public and

Do people not know about these?

Getting rid of headphone jacks is total garbage but they do make earbuds that hook into your phone's charging/data port.

[longroadstonowhere]

stress testing my new earphones by seeing how long the batteries last

we’re at like five hours which is really impressive

[heesdreamer]

Forgotten Consequences

PAIRING ➩ jake x reader (bsfs little brother au)

SUMMARY ➩ Your bestfriends little brother comes back from Australia and catches your attention despite knowing the consequences

WARNINGS ➩ ages aren’t specified but reader is a few years older than Jake and considers him “barely an adult”, RLLY ROUGH SM*T, like no joke it’s rough be warned, consent is there even though reader says no (she def wants it!), d*ddy is used sorry lol… this is straight up p*rn so there’s your warning. Jake is rough and borders obsessive

WC ➩ 5.7k

AUTHORS NOTE ➩ Not exactly pleased my return to the writing world is basically PWP lol but here it is… there’s a larger story here I’m considering writing so lmk if you’re interested. Sorry to keep you guys missing me, take this as an apology piece

“Your brother is a lot taller than I remember him being Chaeyoung.”

You briefly glanced over to the side once you heard Lily’s voice start to whisper, seeing her leaning into the other girls side as she tried to be as discreet as possible.

Both of them were staring out at something in the yard and you followed their gaze until you landed on Jake standing in the corner, picking up something off of the snack table and looking as bored as you felt at this ridiculous party.

“If you hook up with my little brother I’ll actually kill you.” Chaeyoung’s voice was flat and deadly serious but her face didn’t show any actual signs of caring about the conversation, rolling her eyes and taking a sip of her drink before looking away and letting Lily lay on her shoulder.

Your eyebrow raised slightly at the interaction before your gaze was floating back over to the boy instinctively.

He hadn’t been home from the dance school in Australia long and this was only your second time seeing him since. You’d grown up together but you’d never paid him much mind outside of when Chaeyoung gave him funny makeovers and made him dance to girl group songs with you and your friends. Other than that he wasn’t necessarily somebody on your radar.

It was impossible to not notice the difference in him now.

Mainly the fact he was almost double the size he had been when he left, clearly hitting puberty now and apparently the gym considering how large his shoulders looked underneath the washed out black hoodie he was wearing.

He’d obviously gotten a new sense of style in his time away too and it was one that you were almost annoyingly attracted to. His hair was longer and stuck in his face most the time, earbuds peaking out from behind the dark strands whenever he pushed it back with his large hand and you could’ve sworn you’d posted the shoes he was currently wearing on your Instagram story a few months ago.

You watched him as he started to make his way back inside, completely ignoring the party going on around him and not even sparing a glance at the people in his backyard and living room.

When he was younger, he always wanted to be involved, especially when it had to do with Chaeyoung and your friends. You remember seeing her send him back up to his room dozens of times when he tried to hang out with you guys, always greeting you and the others enthusiastically.

A frown was forming on your face at his indifferent attitude before you were glancing back at your friends, glad to see they were lost in their own conversation and not noticing the way your eyes had been locked on your bestfriends little brother for the better part of the last ten minutes.

They were so distracted that they also didn’t notice the way you were scooting off of the outdoor bench, adjusting your skirt and balancing yourself slightly before you were heading inside and following the path you’d seen the younger boy taking. You were a bit thrown off when you entered the house again, the atmosphere a lot more intense and dizzying than the outside partygoers had been.

But you knew Jake wouldn’t have stuck around this type of environment long so you pushed your way through the crowd and continued on your way upstairs to where you knew he’d be, raising your fist and knocking on his door before you thought twice about it.

You froze up slightly at the speed in which he swung open his bedroom door, a heavy glare set on his face and you could hear music coming from deeper in the room, having seemingly abandoned his headphones. His eyes widened for just a second when he realized it was you in the hallway before he was forcing on an expression of indifference.

“Y/N? Whats up?” He was asking but his tone was lazy like he didn’t care, luckily you knew better and could clearly read the curiosity in his eyes.

You ignored his question and pushed into the room, taking a deep breath once inside before turning towards him with a raised eyebrow. He was sighing and closing the door behind you, leaning against it for a second once he realized what your expression was directed towards.

“You smoke?” You were finally speaking and he tensed at the sound of your voice, looking way more intimidating with the way he was lazily leaned against his door and accidentally trapping you inside the room. You took a seat on his bed and watched him curiously, waiting for an answer.

You didn’t necessarily need one considering you were now noticing how lazy his eyes were, gaze low and hazy as he stared at you sitting on his bed and the corner of his lips turned up into a half smirk at your stern voice and scolding demeanor.

“You gonna tell on me Y/N?” His tone was teasing now and you kept watching him as he pushed off the door, crossing the room until he was flopping back into his bed.

Luckily he kept some distance between the two of you, sitting up so his back was propped up on his headboard and his knee was pointed towards the ceiling. You were still sitting on the edge of his bed but you turned your body so you could face him better, adjusting your skirt with the movement. You took one final glance towards the door, eyes falling down to the turned lock on the knob.

“I’m sure I could be convinced to not tell.” You were responding to him slowly, keeping your voice light so he knew you weren’t serious. His eyes darkened a touch but you continued on with your light teasing. “Maybe if you were open to sharing.”

You weren’t exactly sure how you ended up in Jake Sim’s bedroom smoking weed with him, sitting fully on his bed now with your legs crossed underneath you and grazing fingers every time he passed the bowl over in your direction.

You kept picturing Chaeyoung walking into the room, seeing the way you were looking at him every time he was breathing smoke outwards into the air. You wondered if she’d care, wondered if she’d realize where your mind had gone and then you’d shift on the bed and feel the tension in the room and know there was no way she wouldn’t suffocate in it.

He was watching you now in a way that you knew was past the line of friendly, miles past the line of being your bestfriends younger brother, and for the first time since entering his room you got nervous. So nervous that you inhaled wrong and the smoke traveled to a tighter part of your chest, sending you lurching forward in a rough cough as you patted your torso a couple times to try and clear your airways.

Jake was chuckling at your amateurish smoking skills and you sent him a glare as another cough ripped through you, moving your hand to send a soft punch towards his knee for his teasing.

“Wanna know a better way to get the smoke down?” His voice was low, lower than it already was and you remember being frozen the first time you heard him speak when he originally got back, deep and silky as he muttered a halfhearted greeting in your direction.

You gave him a curious look even though you already had an idea of where this was heading, wondering how far he was planning to take this. You only responded with a soft nod now that your coughs had died down and left your throat with a burning sensation, worsening when a gasp ripped through you at the feeling of him wrapping his hands underneath your knees and tugging you closer on the bed.

He moved you completely effortlessly and your eyes were wide and panicked, still sitting with your legs crossed but now you were directly in front of him and your knees were bumping into one of his, his other leg stretch out along your side and effectively forming a cage around you.

“Don’t do anything stupid.” Your warning was coming out far less stern than you’d hoped it would, voice weak and almost teasing again despite how serious you were.

His eyebrow cocked at this and you immediately knew it was the wrong thing to say considering the challenging glint forming in his eye now. He was swaying forward so his face was close to yours, way too close considering you felt his nose graze you for just a second before he was pulling back so he could stare down at your tense features.

“Keep your mouth open.” He was speaking suddenly and you could feel his breath on your lips, his tone light but commanding enough that for some reason you were immediately nodding your head and parting your lips for him.

He wasn’t wasting any time, sitting up enough so he could light the bowl once more and inhale it deep, holding it there in his chest easily for a few seconds before he was leaning forward and pressing his lips against yours. It wasn’t a kiss but it was enough for your eyes to flutter closed, leaning forward to press tighter against him but still not enough to feel his mouth completely on yours.

It was completely sensual, the way he was breathing out the smoke into your mouth from his own, almost suffocating as you inhaled a shaky breath softly and swayed further against him to try to avoid letting it escape.

“Breathe it in.” He was directing you again now that the smoke was out of his mouth and inside yours, not bothering to lean back and give you space as he started to speak and you could feel his lip brushing against yours for just a second. “C‘mon hold it for me. You can take it deeper than that.”

Your eyes were widening in surprise at his suggestive words, letting the smoke out before you were planning to and sitting up straight to try and put some distance between the two of you. He didn’t seem bothered at all by your reaction and for a second you wondered if you had just misheard him, let your own guilty thoughts and insecurities take his words to mean something besides smoking.

It didn’t help that your stomach was flipping with want now, face reddening and getting warmer as you replayed what he had said in your mind.

“Do it again.” You were requesting it in a whisper and you weren’t exactly sure what you were asking for, judging yourself for secretly hoping he’d repeat his innuendo laced words so you could hear it in his voice again. Instead he was grabbing the bowl and placing it between the two of you, lighting it again and inhaling.

You didn’t have too much time to be disappointed considering he was immediately lowering it and connecting your lips again, not even giving you time to open your mouth to collect the smoke.

He seemed to take matters into his own hands and you felt his tongue pressing against your sealed lips, prying them open so he could tilt his head and funnel the smoke into your throat. For a second you were chasing after his tongue with your own, nearly kissing him fully in a deeper lust fueled high, but he was cupping your jaw briefly and closing your mouth so you were forced to breathe in the smoke.

It was settling deep in your chest and this time you held it for him, looking up at him slightly through your eyelashes with watery eyes and he had a more satisfied expression on his face now that you were listening to him.

“Good girl.” He was humming out the word casually but your mouth parted in surprise, legs instinctively clenching together as you let the smoke filter back out and hit his face instead. The smirk on his face told you that he had definitely noticed your reaction and you were starting to lose all feelings of guilt and hesitation, being replaced with something much more terrible.

Something so intense that you couldn’t stop yourself from rocking forward and pressing your lips against his fully.

He thankfully was immediately reciprocating and you tried not to think about where he learned to kiss this intensely, hands coming up to cup your face and keep you locked against him as you moved together. You’d rocked forward so far that you nearly knocked him over back against the bed, leaning over his lap now as you desperately kissed him deeper and deeper.

It took for his hand sliding down your back, attempting to pull you fully onto his awaiting lap, for you to snap out of it and sit up straight with a small gasp.

Your hand was reaching up to touch your lips and you tried to ignore the fact they were wet from his mouth, looking at him and scanning from his confused eyes down to his own swollen lips that most likely mirrored the state of your own. Your body was lit up with need and it didn’t help that he was still touching you, hand resting on your lower back like he was waiting for you to kiss him again.

“We can’t do this.” You were telling him sternly in a panicked voice, shaking your head desperately to try and make sure he understood and that your point was getting across to him.

His hand was sliding down lower and roughly squeezing, resting on the curve of your ass and sending your hips forward and more onto his. A soft gasp was slipping from your mouth, followed by a breathy whine at the feeling of him hardening and pressing against your front, even more unbearable considering he wasn’t moving his hand and was instead softly groping your behind and rocking you against him.

“But we’re going to.” He was responding to your rejection in a casual tone, sounding more confident than he was pushy and you let out another soft whine as you gave him a bewildered look. “You followed me up here, you came into my room in this tiny little skirt and climbed into my bed because you wanted me to fuck you.”

You were instinctively shaking your head in panicked denial but your hands were going to his shoulders, pulling yourself forward onto his lap fully and mewling softly at the feeling of him completely pressing against you.

He didn’t say anything else as you started to desperately move against him, your head falling forward and landing in the crook of his neck as you lifted yourself up and down slowly so you could feel him under you at every possible angle. His large hands were holding you roughly and lifting you every time you struggled, pushing your skirt up further on your hips so he could feel your bare skin and lace panties.

“Fuck fuck.” You were panting out into his neck and arching your back into him, a shiver rolling down your spine when he was harshly tugging at your underwear so it was pressed painfully against your sensitive clit.

“God, do you always get this wet?” He was finally started to sound affected and you let out an embarrassed sob at his words, hand sliding up the back of his neck until it was tangled in his long hair. You imagined you were already a mess considering how desperate you were feeling, an overwhelming heat mixing with your high and stopping you from thinking about anything other than Jake.

“Let me fuck you baby, let daddy fix this.” He was talking so sweetly in your ear in his low voice.

You were shaking your head again but you already knew your resolve was falling apart, feeling nearly inhuman with how much you longed to be full of something, especially if it was him. You were aching in your panties and the forbidden image of your best friends little brother stuffing you and making the ache go away was nearly making you drool.

“How old are you Jae?” You were gasping out and lifting your head out of his neck to look at his face clearly, fearing his response and knowing you had a right to the fear considering for the first time his eyes flashed with guilt and worry. You were quickly doing the math in your head and gasping again, sitting up even more and stopping your rocking against him. “Oh my god you’re barely legal.”

He suddenly looked really annoyed and you felt bad for getting this far with him, knowing you had no choice but to stop what you were doing and reject the boy before anything more happened.

Messing around with your best friends brother was one thing but doing it while he was just barely an official adult was too much for your conscience, even if you weren’t that much older than him.

He seemed to have a totally different idea than you considering he was scoffing in annoyance before he was pausing and then flipping you completely over, ripping a shriek from you as your back unexpectedly hit the bed and he was left hovering over you. You froze up in shock as he impatiently undid the buttons on your skirt that was still pushed up on your waist, tugging it down and tossing it somewhere across the room.

“Don’t act like you care about how old I am.” He was barely looking at you as he spoke with anger lacing his voice, looking at your nearly bare bottom half for a few seconds before he was glancing up at you to check for your reaction. “Let me eat your pussy.”

You were letting out a loud laugh of disbelief, lacking any humor as you clamped your thighs shut and shook your head. “I mean it Jake, we can’t do this. It’s wrong.”

His large hands were squeezing your ankles for a second before sliding up your legs softly, your breath getting shakier as he reached your knees and slowly separated your legs. You both could tell you weren’t actually showing any attempt to stop him, not even putting up a fight as he lowered his face closer to your core and you could feel his breath over the wet spot covering your panties.

“It’s wrong that you want my tongue so bad your thighs are soaked.” He was talking in between the kisses he was laying on your skin, getting closer and closer to the thin fabric separating you and the point of no return. “Would be wrong to let you leave my room without my cum in your stomach.”

“Please, you need to stop.” You were breathing it out in a moan once he finally was placing a kiss over your covered core, softly running his tongue along your wetness and humming softly. The vibrations went straight to your clit and your hips rolled off the bed, pushing his face straight against you. “Oh fuck.”

He let out something that sounded almost like a growl before he was pushing your panties to the side and diving into your wet folds, wasting no time in sticking his tongue as deep as he possibly could get it and ignoring the way you nearly screamed and tried to close your legs around his head. He used his free hand to aggressively slam your knee back against the bed, opening you up completely for him and practically making out with your cunt.

It was completely lewd and disgusting, the wet noises filling the room as he ate you out with a level of expertise that almost made your stomach turn with curiosity if it wasn’t for how good he was making you feel.

Your hand was going to his hair to pull him out of your core but plans changed when he was sucking your clit into his mouth softly, instead keeping him locked in place with his long strands between your fingers. He abandoned your sensitive bud to go back to trying to stick his tongue as deep inside you as he could, turning his head so he was pushing into your tight hole and he moaned against you, the vibration nearly pulling another scream from you.

“Please Jake, oh my god please.” You almost thought you were begging for him to stop but you both knew you weren’t, lifting your hips up every time he tried to take a breath in an attempt to keep him buried in your cunt as long as possible.

“Wanna cum on my tongue or my cock baby?” He was lifting his head up to question you and you were thrown off by how easily it rolled off his tongue, how confident he seemed to be in being able to fuck you properly and make you cum with no question. You rarely came from hookups and definitely left unsatisfied more often than not but something about the glare in his eyes made you believe him.

You were apparently taking too long to answer considering he was climbing back on top of you and adjusting you slightly, moving your body like it weighed nothing.

“Don’t know how long I’ve wanted you like this Y/N. Going to show you what a real man feels like inside this slutty little hole.” He was reaching down and rubbing his fingers against you for emphasis, smirking when you let out a shaky breath and your stomach clenched. “Beg for daddy to fuck you baby, let everyone hear how much you want me.”

You were shaking your head and letting out an actual sob now, tears heavy as they rolled down your face and landed on the bed underneath you. He looked completely unaffected by your emotional reaction to the humiliation and pure want you felt for him.

It didn’t matter what he said now and it didn’t matter even if his sister walked into the room and saw him on top of you like this, you’d realized from the second you entered the room that you’d let him do anything to you that he wanted and that fact drove you absolutely insane with guilt and embarrassment. He seemed to know it as much as you did considering he was silent and patient as he waited for you to get ahold of yourself, knowing you’d end up begging for him regardless.

“Please Jake I need you so bad, need you to fuck me baby please.” You were pleading with him through a sob, grabbing onto his shoulders and trying to lift your hips to meet his and show him how desperate you were.

His eyes darkened the more you spoke and for the first time since entering his room you felt genuinely anxious, letting out a cry as he swiftly moved his hand up so it was pressing on your throat and restricting your breathing. Your eyes widened at his sudden aggression even though you were beginning to understand your mistake.

“Say it again and say it right or I’ll throw you out of my room with nothing but your dripping cunt.” He was leaning down to spit the words into your ear and you let out an embarrassing whine, another rush of heat running through you. “You like that huh… like when I get rough with you?”

You were nodding the best you could with his hand around your throat, the sting of the pressure making more wetness rush out of you as complete desperation took over your mind and left you feeling dizzy and out of it. Out of it enough that your tongue was hanging out of your mouth before you realized it, mouth opening as you stared up at him with watering eyes and heavy eyelashes.

He let off some of the tension around your throat just enough for you to be able to speak in a weak voice.

“Please daddy please give me your spit, I’ll be a good girl I promise.” You were practically sobbing as you begged him and his eyes were basically darkened to pitch black at this point, staring down at you with a hunger you’d never experienced from someone before. “Can do whatever you want to me, I’ll take it.”

Jake aggressively gripped your jaw and tugged your head closer towards his, waiting until you were eagerly sticking your tongue back out for him so he could spit roughly into your mouth. Before you got a chance to swallow it he was chasing after his spit with his own tongue, licking against yours until he was practically in your throat. You hummed softly and bobbed your head so he was even deeper, wanting him inside you in every way humanly possible.

“God you’ve gotta let me fuck you now or I’m going to hurt you.” He was pulling back to speak through gritted teeth, nearly looking pained as he was roughly sitting you up and tugging off the sweater you’d been wearing, leaving you completely bare outside of your panties that were beyond stretched from the way he was holding them.

“Hurt me.” You were begging him for it before you even processed that you wanted it, the imagine of him holding you down and shoving himself so deep inside you that you couldn’t handle the stretch making your stomach tighten with want. “Please Jake hurt me.”

“Don’t even know what you’re fucking begging for, you’re such a slut you don’t even care how I fuck you.” He sounded so angry but you knew he was just as affected as you, tugging you up and back into his lap so you were straddling him again. He sucked one of your nipples into his mouth for just a second before he was letting it go to speak again. “Wanna drag you down to that packed living room and take you in front for everyone there, let everyone watch me stuff you so deep your stomachs bulging.”

You were dizzy now, almost worried you were going to pass out from how overwhelmed you were and he’d barely even touched you so far.

You were desperately rolling your hips into his again and he was surprisingly letting you, guiding you as you bounced in his lap and practically rode him despite the fact he was still fully clothed. The image of you, bouncing on his hard on while practically naked and dripping down your thighs compared to him being fully dressed and composed made you feel even dizzier and you found yourself longing for what he was describing.

“Gonna make me feel so full daddy please, I’m sorry.” You could feel his hardness pressing against you every time you bounced and you were so turned on you couldn’t even find the time to be embarrassed you were probably soaking the fabric of his pants, the time to be humiliated you were calling a boy younger than you daddy.

“Should be fucking sorry.” He was growling out the words again and flipping you over easily so your stomach was on the bed instead, lifting you up by your hips so your ass was perfectly presented for him.

He didn’t hesitate before he was sending a sharp smack to your bare skin, immediately ripping a pained yelp from you that faded off into a desperate whine. You were adjusting yourself so you were pushing your ass towards him more and silently communicating you wanted him to hit you again, sobbing into his bed and pressing your face into the blanket to try to muffle the sounds of your cries.

Thankfully, he was understanding and roughly hitting you again. You knew he wasn’t using his full strength considering how strong he was but he definitely wasn’t going easy on you and you could feel yourself leaking even more at the pain.

“Tell me you’re sorry for never looking my way when I was a kid.” His words were barely being processed by you since you were so dizzy but you cried harder at the sound of his deep voice commanding you. “Sorry for being such a fucking slut but never giving me the chance to fill this pussy up.”

“Only want you to fill me please.” You were being immeasurably too loud but you didn’t even slightly care, completely serious in your desires for him to be inside you no matter who was watching. “M so sorry Jae please, please.”

You could hear the sound of his belt coming undone behind you and you nearly cried with relief, adjusting even more so you were completely presenting your ass and core to him. You wanted him to see how much you belonged to him so he’d have no choice but to fuck you.

He must’ve finished undressing his lower half because you could feel him pressing against you and your back arched at the realization his skin was pressing against yours, a loud whine sounding through the room when you felt his bare cock rubbing against your folds and thighs experimentally. You pushed against him harder and he reached up to squeeze the fat around your hips roughly in annoyance, a silent warning as he groaned softly.

“Gonna stuff you now and you’re going to lay here and take it.” He was grunting as he spoke and you sucked in a sharp breath when the head of his cock caught on your hole, pushing in just enough for you to realize he was a lot thicker than you’d prepared for. “Fuck you’re so tight, I’m going to end up in your stomach.”

You arched at his words and whined into his blankets, pushing your hips back against his so he was going deeper inside you. The stretch was knocking the air out of your chest but you nearly cried with how full he was going to make you feel.

“Please daddy please, I’ll be such a good girl for you I promise.” You were pathetically pleading with him and you knew for a fact that if anybody had drunkenly wondered upstairs they could definitely hear you, but you didn’t care about anything other than him in this moment and he was driving you crazy with how slow he was pushing into you.

He was finally losing his control and fucking himself deep inside of you in one go, bottoming out as you both took deep breaths and tried not to lose it before you’d even started.

The sound of him groaning above you was making you even more needy and you were overwhelmed with how much you wanted to keep hearing him make sounds like that, instinctively clenching around his length and feeling the way he was throbbing deep inside you.

You were basically sobbing with pleasure just from his first stroke into you when he pulled out completely, your body reacting intensely to the emptiness as you immediately looked over your shoulder and prepared to beg for him to fuck you again, stopping mid sentence when he was turning you back over on your back so you were able to see him again.

He was slamming himself back into you before you even adjusted to the position and he felt ten times deeper now, a pained grunt falling from your lips as he started to finally actually fuck you.

“Fuck you’re so fucking tight Y/N. I thought you were a whore but you feel brand new for me baby.” His facial expression as he spoke through gritted teeth and continued to thrust into you made you dizzy and you desperately reached out to hold his arms to try and ground yourself.

“Just for y-you Jake, only wanna be this full with you.” You were practically delirious as you cried and spoke to him but your words seemed to turn him on more considering he was slamming into you harder, clearly enjoying the level of ownership you were voicing towards him.

You didn’t want to internalize any of the things he said about you not paying attention to him before, knowing if you stopped and considered what he was implying you’d not be able to go through with this.

He was skilled at distracting you considering he was reaching forward to aggressively grab at your wrist, placing your hand against your stomach and pressing down so harshly you grunted in upset as your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The lack of understanding didn’t last long considering it took only two more rolls of his hips inside you for you to feel what he was intending, your stomach bulging slightly from his size forcing itself deeper.

“Feel that?” He was rasping and you looked up to meet his gaze for the first time since he entered you, taken back by how dark and deadly his eyes were. “You’re mine now.”

You were nodding quickly in confirmation, not because you agreed with what he was saying necessarily but because of the wave of fear you felt seeing how serious and cold his expression was.

He had managed to already get you shockingly close between the foreplay and rough manhandling and it wasn’t long before you were feeling the familiar tightness in your stomach, only worsening when he was leaning down and catching your mouth in the sloppiest kiss of the night. It was bordering painful and filthy, exactly what you needed to distract you from how wrong this was and exactly what you needed to have you finishing around his length with a sharp inhale into his mouth.

You wrapped your arms around his neck to keep him kissing you even after you’d came, letting him know it was okay to keep fucking himself deeper inside you.

It was just enough to help you forget everything outside of the feeling of him on top of you and you felt drunk with how much you wanted to stay in this moment. You were terrified by how much he seemed worth the consequences when you had him like this, how much you wanted him even when the door was swinging open and a loud shriek was coming from the hallway.

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Best 3 Wireless Earbuds in 2022 | All Have Earhook Design

Introduction: Best 3 Wireless Earbuds in 2022

Welcome you to the blog of Best 3 Wireless Earbuds in 2022.

Earbuds are basically a pair of tiny speakers that you wear inside your ears. They’re very useful little devices in a noisy place.

One of the main reasons people use earbuds is because earbuds allow you to hear your music or other audio without disturbing others around you.

After that, wearing earbuds also helps with reducing background noise. This means you may be able to pick out individual instruments and notice details in the music.

Earbuds are things we tend to use every day on the way to work or when exercising. So, it’s worth getting a really good pair if you enjoy listening to music or audiobooks.

Do you want to buy a pair of the best earbuds? But there are a lot of wireless earbuds on the market. As a result, are you getting confused?

For this, I’m here. In this blog, I’ll share the top 3 wireless earbuds. Most importantly, all of these fully upgrade and have been recently released.

These newly-released earbuds are:

1. Ltinist Wireless Earbuds

2. GOLREX Wireless Earbuds

3. Orancu Wireless Earbuds

1. Ltinist Wireless Earbuds

Ltinist Wireless Earbuds Features: Design for Sports and IP7 Waterproof: Earbud wireless Bluetooth hook design keeps the wireless headphones in place. These hooks are flexible enough to fit a wide variety of ear shapes.

For example, these accommodate the arms of glasses or sunglasses. In addition, for tricky-to-fit ears or folks with a super-bouncy stride. Most importantly, you don’t need to worry about being caught in the rain.

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Not only do these earbuds provide exceptional audio performance, but they also offer the convenience of wireless connectivity, allowing me to move freely without any pesky cords getting in the way. Plus, the noise-cancelling feature ensures that I can fully immerse myself in my music without any distractions from the outside world. 

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[miinatozakiii]

the nearness of u

chou tzuyu x fem reader ; fluff, smut

synopsis: tzuyu finds her girlfriend at her window and her night a little steamy

warnings: so sweet you’ll have a cavity ; soft smut! ; first time w tzu ; tzuyu receiving + reader giving ; my baby ; my LOVE ; fluffy aftercare ; just soft intimacy ngl ; not proofread

wc: 3.1k

a/n: NOT my best i didn’t proofread LOL enjoy tho!! It’s been a while since i’ve written smut, has it? I can't rememeber

tzuyu’s oblivious to the knocking at her window, her earbuds drowning out everything around her.

you let out a groan. the thought of someone spotting you outside the window and on the small roof makes you anxious. the trees give you some cover, but you can't shake the feeling that you might be seen, especially since you're some girl loitering outside a window, which could easily raise suspicions.

“c’mon chou, just turn to the right…” you mumble to yourself, pouting as you knock once more.

in a desperate attempt to catch her attention, you grab the phone in your pocket, then repeatedly turn the flash on and off until tzuyu’s head perks up.

her reaction is priceless.

she turns away from the book and paper on her desk, tzuyu's attention is suddenly drawn to you, your hand pressed flat against the glass as you bang against it once more. she practically jumps in her seat, her jaw dropping and brows furrowing in confusion and concern as she hurries over to the window.

tzuyu lets you inside, giving you space to climb in.

“what are you doing?” her voiced is hushed and she’s scolding you in a way, watching as you fix the jacket you have on and your loose hair.

you close the window behind you, then lock it.

“i need a reason to see my favorite girl?”

she looks at you unbelievably, “y/n, my parents are still home.” she looks worried now, head turning to glance at the door handle. “you could get caught and i could— no, we could be in serious trouble.”

“i’ll be on my best behavior, i promise. you said they were leaving tonight anyway.”

tzuyu sighs to herself and purses her lip. after seeing the apologetic smile on your face, she decides that she’s going to let you off the hook. she really can’t be mad at you, not when you’ve done all this to see her. it’s kind of very charming, adorable honestly.

she huffs and turns to look at the digital clock above her desk. “they’re leaving in ten minutes, so you better—“

“tzuyu honey! you still studying?”

tzuyu freezes, and so do you as soon as you hear the shout coming from downstairs. her dad’s voice rings throughout the house.

quickly, tzuyu pushes you towards her closet, nearly making you trip along the way. she looks at you with a serious expression, eyes drilling into yours while she keeps a hand on your shoulder.

she whispers in a rushed, cautious manner, “you need to be as quiet as you can, no sound at all. if you ruin this then we’re both—“

"relax, relax, i know," you whisper back, unable to contain the smile spreading across your face. "lips zipped–" you gesture with two fingers pressed against your lips, mimicking the action of zipping them shut. "--now."

she laughs at you like you’re an idiot (her idiot), then looks back at the closed door. quickly, comparable to the speed of a bullet train, she pecks your lips—then pushes you deeper in her closet and shuts the door. you nearly stumble over from how aggressively she shoved you, and the feeling of her lips on yours.

tzuyu fixes her hair, then rushes to sit down at her desk and get back into the position she was in before: eyes focused on the book, pencil in her hand, and earbuds in her ears. 

less than a minute later, the door opens. tzuyu pretends to be surprised, turning toward her mom creeping in as she takes an earbud out.

“hey sweetie, studying?”

tzuyu nods. “yeah, were you and dad leaving?”

“mhm.” her mom hums, “your dad was calling you from downstairs, seemed like you didn’t hear.”

“oh, yeah, sorry.” she apologizes, rubbing her neck. “i was just finishing up this history assignment.”

“it’s alright honey, come down and say bye to your father and i.”

“yeah, of course. hold on.” tzuyu responds, watching her mom smile at her before heading out her room.

she steals a glance at the closet, hoping you caught the conversation through the door, before heading downstairs to bid farewell to her parents and tend to her dogs.

-

when tzuyu returns to her room thirty minutes later, she finds you sitting against her bed, scrolling through your phone. a blush spreads across her cheeks, she can't help but find you effortlessly cute in that moment.

as you notice the door opening, you look up at her and offer a warm smile. you're just sitting there in loose sweatpants and a cropped tee, your hair clipped up lazily. still, tzuyu can’t get enough of you. 

“welcome back!” you beam, getting up from your spot.

tzuyu rolls her eyes at you playfully before you approach and wrap her in a hug, your arms encircling her neck. you pull back slightly, noses almost touching, and the two of you simply sit there, basking in each other's presence. then, you turn your head and press a gentle kiss against her lips, mumbling against them when you part away.

“you look really hot, by the way.”

tzuyu giggles softly, trying to ignore how bad she wants you right now, then playfully mumbles, "shut up," before leaning in to kiss you once more. her hands find their place on your waist, fingers gently grazing against the skin revealed by your cropped tee, wanting to go further.

the two of you continue to kiss for a while, savoring the intimacy between you. it's something you've always cherished – just the two of you lost in the moment of kissing. whether it's in the girls' bathroom during free periods, in empty classrooms, or your car – literally wherever you find yourselves, the two of you share kisses as if each moment is going to be stripped away from you.

as you deepen the kiss, tzuyu groans, trying to compose herself while you play with her hair and rub your body up against her dangerously close.

you pull away, then hold her face in your hands. “so, what’s the plan for tonight?”

“if someone had texted me that they would be at my window, maybe i’d have one. but im stumped, what do you want to do?”

you take one hand off her face, then use your pointer to tap at your chin. “hmmmm…”

tzuyu chuckles, then quickly steals a kiss from you. 

you pout when she pulls away, she giggles again.

your girlfriend's face lights up suddenly. “do you want to watch a movie? what’s that one movie you were rambling about–”

“ten things i hate about you! oh my god, baby we have to, please it’s so adorable.” you plead, looking at her with puppy eyes.

“okay, okay. let me put my stuff away and shower.”

smiling warmly, you gently push tzuyu's hair behind both ears, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks at the sight of her ears sticking out a little more. you then kiss her deeply and nod in agreement, stealing a few more pecks to her face before she heads off to the bathroom.

-

tzuyu finishes showering and sits in her bed, scrolling to find the movie you wanted to watch.

momentarily distracted from her search, tzuyu's attention is captured by the sight of you standing in front of her mirror, concentrating on putting her little butterfly clips in your hair. a smile spreads across her face as she admires you, enjoying the view from the comfort of her bed.

then you turn to her with a toothy smile. “do these look good on me?”

“you look cute.” tzuyu shyly responds, making you laugh. 

“not as cute as you.”

“you’re so corny.”

"you're literally in love with me though, so does it matter?" you retort playfully, earning another roll of tzuyu's eyes.

looking into the mirror again, you're struck with an idea. you turn to tzuyu, taking a few steps to the bed and grabbing her hand, pulling her up gently and guiding her in front of the mirror. with a cheeky smile, you take out the clips from your hair and settle tzuyu down on her chair before standing behind her and placing the clips in her hair. she simply lets you take charge, laughing as you work your magic.

“hold this, my hairs getting in the way.” you mumble, handing a clip to tzuyu. you pull your hair up and clip it again, then part her hair again. “also, why didn’t you just tell your parents i was coming over later, you didn’t have to shove me in the closet. we’re out, you know.”

tzuyu giggles at your little joke that you’ve thrown in, then shrugs. “i was just freaking out in the moment. y/n, you showed up at my window, how did you even get up there?”

“don’t question it.”

“whatever.” tzuyu says, feeling you rake a hand through her hair. “besides, what would my parents think about their daughter and her girlfriend alone in their house, no adults in sight. they’ll probably think we’re like, y’know.”

you pause, looking at her through the mirror and quirking a brow. tzuyu widens her eyes a bit, feeling the rush of heat flooding her cheeks.

“are you implying–”

“no– wait–”

"no, you're definitely implying something," you cut her off, a smirk playing on your lips now. with a mischievous glint in your eyes, you spin the chair around, making tzuyu look up at you directly. "what would two girls be 'like, y'know-ing', tzuyu?" you mockingly repeat her words, teasing her further.

your girlfriend shrinks under you, and then her eyes betray her in the moment, looking down at your chest, and then the exposed skin, the curves of your lower torso.

“tzuyu, what are you thinking of? what would they think?”

“i– um,”

“oh my god, you’re adorable.” you sigh, smiling at her. “you think your parents are going to think we’re fucking, don’t you?”

she goes silent, trying to think of an excuse and make up a lie to cover the fact that yeah, she does think that; tzuyu wouldn’t be opposed to actually fucking you either, but she’s far too timid to initiate anything as intimate as that.

your girlfriend doesn’t want to admit the fact that there’s a little pulse in between her legs every time you two make out, too embarrassed to admit how easily you turn her on even if it's just kissing for minutes.

“oh my god, do you think of us fucking then?” you question, raising your brows. “you are, aren’t you?”

tzuyu can barely conjure words, far too embarrassed to and also really horny after hearing the tone of your voice change into a teasing one. she can only nod at your response, tearing her eyes away from you.

"baby, tell me," you begin, enjoying watching her squirm a little. with a pitiful look, you kneel down, meeting her gaze as she looks down at you, biting her lip nervously. your hand gently rubs her thigh, adding to the tension. “do you want to watch that movie or do you want to do something else? what’s on your mind?”

there’s a moisture forming in between tzuyu’s legs when you talk to her like that, when you look at her like that, when you touch her like that. 

“i– um, baby, please…”

“please what tzu? you know what, why don’t you tell me on the bed. sit down over there for me will you?”

“y-yeah.” tzuyu chokes out.

now she’s on the bed, looking at you desperately, eagerly. she’s adorable.

you shift yourself onto the bed, placing both hands beside tzuyu as you draw closer, your lips inching toward each other. she’s the first to give in, craning her head forward to kiss you.

a hand reaches out to cup tzuyu's cheek as you begin to straddle her, settling both legs beside her. she sighs into you as you deepen the kiss, your tongues dancing together. the ache between her legs becomes unbearable the more you touch her; your hands slide under her tank top and pinch at her skin, earning sounds much more pleasurable than a simple groan.

when you two part, you slide down her body. 

first, you leave delicate kisses along tzuyu's neck, savoring each spot that elicits a reaction from her. you take your time, enjoying the sensations of her responses as you explore her, grow accustomed to her. then you’re sliding her shirt off eagerly, thankful that there’s nothing to cover her chest.

she feels your thumb sliding over her nipple, throwing her head back against the headboard when you do so.

“y/n, ah- keep going, please.”

you press a kiss just under her boob, then suck lightly to leave a slight mark. “of course baby.”

kissing down her body, you meet her shorts, sliding them off immediately with your eager fingers. the next – and last – article of clothing is her underwear. before you slip it off, you look at tzuyu, her brows scrunched and lips parted. you silently ask for approval with a tilt of your head, the small gesture managing to convey a “is this okay?” which earns a nod from tzuyu, a silent way for her to respond, “please.”

in seconds it’s just you and her. her eyes look down at you desperately, anticipating your next move, begging for you to do something about her throbbing cunt. 

tzuyu doesn’t need to ask for you, you seem to read her mind.

a chaste kiss is pressed to her pussy before you lick up her folds, earning a high-pitched whine from her. then you latch your lips onto her cunt, slowly finding what makes her hand tug at your hair harder, which spot she pushes you deeper into, and what pace earns better reactions. 

she likes it when your tongue goes flat against her and right after when you swirl your tongue around her clit teasingly before sucking harshly – that’s what makes her moan the loudest, what earns a stronger grip in your hair.

and so you alternate between your tongue teasing the lips of her pussy, barging in so her walls feel your overwhelming touch, and stimulating her clit. all of it leaves her breathy, craving for more until she’s at the edge.

tzuyu ‘s moans get higher pitched, needier, and god, the mantra of your name encourages you to leave her weak. you look up a few times to make eye contact with her or see her with closed eyes and her bottom lip desperately trapped under her teeth.you can't help but marvel at her beauty, feeling that she's everything and more to you.

“y-y/n–”

she tries to gulp down a loud moan, instead failing and you hear her practically scream your name out. her hips jerk uncontrollably as she finally reaches her high, choked-out variations of your name filling the room as her arousal lands on your tastebuds. you don’t waste time with her, savoring her climax and helping her come down from her high. she’s sweet, you could get used to this.

tzuyu gazes down at you, her nails digging into the skin of your shoulder, leaving behind marks that would linger for a while. despite her trembling, your thumb continues to rub soothingly against her skin, offering comfort and reassurance. you treat her with tender care, paying careful attention to every aspect of her being, indulging in every sense and sensation. 

“shhh, shhh baby,” you mumble against her inner thigh right before placing a kiss. crawling back up to meet her, you wipe a tear that had slipped down her cheek. “are you okay?”

“yeah, god, more than okay.” tzuyu breaths out, meeting your lips lazily. “so good.” she sighs.

“good, you did so good baby. so adorable.” you look at her with a proud smile, admiring the flush of her cheeks and the hair sticking to her forehead. “let’s get you cleaned up?”

she shakes her head before placing a hand on your cheek. “kiss me a little more.”

you giggle at her eagerness. “anything for you.”

-

both of you lay beside each other, breathing heavily, each trying to catch the other's breaths in the aftermath of it all. tzuyu leans against you, hiding her face in the crook of your neck as her bare body tangles with yours.

she mumbles against you, “did you still want to watch that movie?”

you can only giggle before kissing the top of her head. “no, i’m tired. i know you are too.” you respond, hearing the drowsiness in her voice, a product of your intimacy.

“yeah, a little.”

“i know.”

…

“y/n, are you okay?” 

“i’m great, what about you baby?”

“even better.” she mutters, brushing her fingers against your ribs. “did you like it? i did.”

“i loved it.”

“me too.”

“me too.”

…

you let the silence envelop you for a moment, allowing the quiet to settle between the two of you, your breaths filling the air with a sense of calm. there's no awkwardness, just a deep comfort in each other's presence after everything.

“i love you tzuyu, so much.”

“i love you too.”

you wait until she falls asleep first, waiting for her breaths to slow and stay at a steady pace before you let your eyes shut. she’s asleep, but still manages to slip herself closer to you, groaning lazily against your neck. 

you might melt.

-

the next morning, you find yourself lying on your stomach, head tilted to the side as you process the sunlight hitting your eyes. you let out a groan, feeling a trickle of drool slipping from the corner of your lip.

you feel the bed shift slightly as someone sits on the edge of it, and then a comforting hand begins to run through your hair, gently soothing you awake. 

tzuyu.

“awake yet?”

“five… minutes…?” you ask, barely registering her voice. you hear a faint giggle, and then feel a press to your forehead. 

“alright.”

your girlfriend sits down beside you, gently moving your head so that it rests on her lap. she continues to massage your head, the soothing touch lulling you into an even drowsier state. 

tzuyu lets you doze off for a while longer, simply appreciating the moment after a long night. you're now wearing one of her shirts, one she put on you while you were still asleep, and it makes her grin wider, dimples and all.

“breakfast can wait, i guess.” tzuyu mumbles quietly, letting you sleep in for a few more minutes. “sleepyhead.”

she smiles; there’s nothing wrong with admiring her girlfriend – or the dark mark on her neck for a while more anyway.

[feralgirlfeelings]

★ what kind of music each love & deepspace boy would listen to! ★

hcs of zayne, rafayel, and xavier's music taste ♫꒰･◡･๑꒱

pairing: lnds boys x reader

warnings: none

zayne:

he listens to classical music 90% of the time. it's not because he particularly likes it, but he just got used it after listening to classical music to focus while studying 12 hours a day as a med student. now, in pavlovian fashion, he'll play it while performing surgeries to really get him in the zone. the other 10% is, surprisingly, cutesy kpop girl group songs. think "russian roulette" by red velvet, "magnetic" by illit, and "only" by leehi. he doesn't go out of his way to find these songs, but he'll hear them in passing and get one stuck in his head. he's one of those people that'll get hooked and listen to a song over and over again, especially while he's working out or when he needs an energy boost. he's embarrassed about it, so he'll try to hide it from you, only listening to music with his earbuds in. but there's been times where you catch him:

"zayne, i didn't know you were into red velvet," you stifle a giggle. you hold his phone up to him, the song "russian roulette" on the lock screen. he crosses his arms, ears turning pink, "what's so funny about that? ...it's catchy." "nothing! i just didn't expect that from you," you laugh. you hand him his phone back, "i can teach you the dance, i know it by heart," you tease. "hmm," he raises an eyebrow, an amused look on his face. "i'd like to see that."

xavier:

he likes a few different genres of music, but he tends to like classic rock and alternative the most. some of his favourite songs are "little dark age" by mgmt, "eyes without a face" by billy idol, and "let it happen" by tame impala. he doesn't like to explore new music often and will usually just stick to what he already likes. he'll often blast music through his through his earbuds when he's fighting wanderers alone or when he's trying to stay awake. he's had a lot of time on earth, so his taste spans a lot of different music eras. there's been a few times when he's complained about how he "just doesn't get music nowadays." sometimes he'll show you a super old song and be surprised that you've never heard of it before:

xavier hands you an earbud, the other one in his ear. he shows you a song on his phone that you don't recognize. after a few seconds of listening, you shake your head, "i don't know this one." "really?" xavier looks at you shocked. "this song was huge in the 80s." you hand him back his earbud, "see that's why i don't know it, i'm not 40," you tease. "they just don't make music like this anymore," he sighs. you laugh, "xavier, that makes you sounds so old!' he smiles back at you, "i think those songs are just timeless."

rafayel:

he's into artsy stuff. he's one of those people who listens to a song or album multiples times to dissect and analyze every part of it, appreciating it as an art form. some of his favourite songs include "my love mine all mine" and "washing machine heart" by mitski, as well as "movement" by hozier. he plays music while working on paintings, because apparently, "listening to complex music helps with the artistic process." he also experiences sound-to-colour synesthesia, which explains why the music helps him paint. he has a really pretty singing voice and will often hum or sing his favourite songs, but will get shy when you ask him to sing for you. despite his usual pretentious music taste, he'll occasionally get hooked on some generic top 40s song, like something by drake.

rafayel had been humming the same song over and over again while working on a painting of you. you couldn't help but close your eyes and focus on the melody, "what song is that?" you ask. he pauses from humming, his concentration on his painting unwavering, "my love mine all mine by mitski." "it's nice, i've never heard of it before," you reply. "i'm not surprised, i have spectacular taste, you know," he boasts. you stare at him blankly, "wasn't your top song last year passionfruit?" holding back a laugh. his ears and cheeks turn bright red, "those are never accurate anyways."

[aliaology]

NOW THAT WE DONT TALK

summary: jack realizes yns music is quite literally a call out, directed towards him, and his brothers egg it on. pt.3

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“i called my mom, she said ‘that it was for the best!’ remind myself the more i gave, you’d want me less”

jack could’ve hit his head against the counter ten more times and the song would still be ringing through his ears like a splinter that wouldn’t come out of his hand.

quinns hand made contact with the back of jacks head. “knock it off, jack.”

jack groaned, shoving his head into his arms. he groaned again, this time the noise being muffled due to the his arm. “she wrote a song about me, quinn.”

quinn rolled his eyes. “you don’t know its about you” he told.

jack scoffed, head shooting up. “she literally called me out. the parties, that stupid red sea reference, even the chorus. its so obviously me. and then her newer single that dropped thirty minutes ago?’

quinn shrugged, “could be about trevor”

jack rolled his eyes, “no way in hell, quinn. they never hooked up and her newer one is about some guy hooking up with her later on—“

“you sound obsessed, jack.” quinn told. jack looked down, embarrassed.

“whats jack obsessed with?” trevor asked, walking inside the kitchen. he stole a grape from jack and popped it into his mouth.

“y/n’s song” quinn spoke.

trevor scoffed, “why are you so hung up on it? its just music.” trevor shrugged.

“hes upset because hes getting called out.”

jack groaned again, head hitting the counter.

quinn rolled his eyes again. “you’ve gotta stop doing that dude. listen— she probably made these ages ago and just now got to releasing them.”

trevor popped another grape in his mouth. “not too sure about that, but i know she started writing them when you two broke up.”

luke slowly walks in. “seriously? you guys are torturing the man talking about his ex.”

jack nods, signifying lukes words to be true.. luke goes into the cupboard to grab a plate. “just ignore it.” he shrugged.

trevor snorted. jack sent the boy a glare, causing his laughter to abruptly stop. “how can i just ignore it? shes getting big and her music is everywhere already.” he asked.

quinn gave him a look. “then face it, jack. you can’t keep putting yourself in denial for something you caused.”

jack let out an exasperated groan for the 100th time. “gee, thanks quinn. way to make me feel better.”

“dont start giving him shit, jack.” luke spoke.

jack rolled his eyes. “whatever, im going to my room.” he got up and went for the stairs.

all three boys looked around at each other. silence fell through the room. suddenly, the sliding door opens. “whats going on?” cole asked.

“quinn picked his side of the argument.” trevor spoke, slightly glaring at quinn.

quinn gave one back, “dont act innocent, trevor. you screwed her over too. you and jack need to own up to it and stop cowering like little kids. you are both in your twenties for fucks sake. grow up.”

quinn went off to his room, leaving a wide eyed group of boys behind.

jacks brows furrowed as he listened to the song in his earbuds. his girlfriend napped next to him as he sat up on the bed. he hates to admit it, but he kinda deserved this.

“lets fast forward to three hundred awkward blind dates later. if shes got blue eyes, i will surmise that you’ll probably date her. you dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor, you search in every model—“

he stopped the song, taking his earbuds out and tossing them to the floor. he cheated, and now was dating the girl he cheated with. it was sad, really.

fiona, she was a woman who loved money. jack, was a man who loved attention. maybe that’s why they were together. but she wasn’t horrible like people said, right?

quietly, he went to tik tok and made a fake account, that way she knew he didn’t stalk her profile. i mean— she has no idea he even uses it still.

jack searched fionas name up, ultimately clicking on her profile. she had one video up. he clicked on it.

ick ick ick ick

she was lip syncing that really terrible audio that went ‘he chose me, he dont want you. he chose me’ and honestly, jack was appalled.

but before he could open the comments, she started to wake up. he swiped out of the app and deleted it, tossing his phone to the side afterwards.

“hey baby.” he smiled.

now that we dont talk!

tags! @honethatty12 (if u want tags, just ask <3)

[actuallysaiyan]

'Til You Cannot Speak(Ryomen Sukuna x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, PERIOD SEX, PERIODS, MENSTRUATIONS, BODILY FLUIDS, BLOODY SEX, cannot stress that enough, Sukuna is FILTHY, unprotected sex, creampies, cunnilingus/fem receiving oral, bloody oral, PERIOD SEX!!!!, kind of AU since Sukuna isn't in Yuji's body

word count: 1.4k

pairings: Ryomen Sukuna x Fem!Reader

He’s kind of tired of listening to you bitch and complain about your cramps. Every time it’s your time of the month, you get so bitchy. He knows you can’t really help it, but he also knows that he has everything in his powers to be able to help you. And still you’d rather complain and play coy instead of just coming out to ask him. 

So one night, while you’re a few days into your period, you’re lying on the bed after a bubble bath to try and ease your cramps. Sukuna comes in after you and he sees you lying there, just basically being offered up to him. He licks his lips and saunters over to you, pressing one of his hands on the back of your thigh.

“Sukuna!” you squeak, pulling out one of the earbuds in your ear that is presently entertaining you. “You’re home early,”

He smirks, “Awh, you been missin’ me?”

You roll over on your back, your pretty doe eyes looking up at him. He’s so hooked on the way you always look at him like he’s your god, which he pretty much is. You nod your head, then you tell him how much you’ve missed him. He smirks once more, then licks his lips as he begins to spread your thighs.

“How about I make it up to you, pretty little slut?”

Your cheeks redden, “W-wait, you know I’m on my period.” 

Sukuna laughs, “That hasn’t stopped me before, and it won’t now.”

With your cheeks burning even more, Sukuna crawls onto the bed. He rips that little fluffy towel off your pretty body, and he gets quite the eyeful. He almost gets love drunk on seeing you naked. His cock gets so hard as you whimper. His knuckles brush against your glistening cunt, and he groans as he sees the slight pink tinge in the wetness.

“You think a little blood will keep me away from your sweet cunt?”

His words make butterflies flutter in your tummy. You’ve never been with someone who was so willing to fool around when you were on your period, yet you know that Sukuna isn’t just any somebody. He is the king of curses after all. You feel him rubbing your folds with his fingers now, just making you leak out even more of your nectar. Then he leans in, his tongue stretched to taste that first flow of your juices.

“Mmmm, you taste so sweet. My little slut always tastes so good.”

You whine and buck your hips up, hoping to get just a bit more stimulation. A gasp is ripped from you as Sukuna pushes you down on the bed forcefully and he bites your inner thigh. He looks up at you, a warning look glowing in those eyes of his.

“Don’t be fuckin’ greedy, got it?” Sukuna warns, and you know he will not warn you again. “Don’t be a fuckin’ brat. I’m helping you out.”

“‘M sorry, Sukuna. Just…it feels so good.”

He laughs at you, mocking your cute little noises. He always loves having you at his mercy. He knows he can be rough with you as much as he wants. Right now, he wants to lose himself in the taste of your bloody cunt. Sukuna isn’t sure if you taste sweeter when you’re on your period or when you’re ovulating. Either way, he always gets to taste you.

A growl rumbles through his chest as he continues to lap at you, and all the dirty and filthy things he says gets muffled by your slick. He loves to talk with his mouth full, His eyes flicker up your body and he’s filled with this excitement and giddiness when he sees just how fucked out you are just with him licking your pussy.

“How cute,” he praises in a mocking tone. “Don’t tell me you’re going to tap out already,”

You whine, “N-no, ‘want more, please.”

He pulls away from you, and you see just how wild and feral he looks. There’s blood dripping down his chin and he doesn’t even wipe it away. Instead, he pushes your legs so that your knees are pressed against your chest. Sukuna smirks at the gorgeous way you just open up for him, even when you’re bleeding like this.

“Just like a bitch in heat, hm? You’re always so obedient,”

The words go straight to your swollen clit, and Sukuna giggles darkly when he sees how your pussy is just twitching only from the filthy words he says to you. He loves that he has this effect on you. With one hand, he keeps your legs pushed up and with the other, he opens his pants. Your eyes widen when you see his thick cock spring out, and you feel your mouth water at the sight of him even if you’ve seen him a million times.

“Heheheh, good girl…yes, such a good girl for me.”

Sukuna strokes his cock a little lazily, and he watches you squirm to try and get closer to him. He knows that you crave a good fuck whenever you’re on your period. Something about your hormones changing and the pain in your body. You just want to be able to relax and feel good. Sukuna knows he’s got a duty to keep his little lover pleasured and fucked out whenever you’re in this state.

You gasp as you feel his cock bullying its way into you, and you cling to him as he bottoms out in one quick thrust. He smirks at your cute little expression. It’s hard sometimes for him not to just blow his load right then and there when you look so damn adorable. Even if he did cum quickly, he knows he can just keep going and going. 

“Mmmm, fuck you feel good,” Sukuna mumbles, and he begins pressing kisses all over your neck.

His hips rock fast and hard, his pelvis basically digging into yours as he pounds himself into you. The whole time, your juices and period blood just gets smeared all over his lower abdomen. Sukuna’s eyes snap down to where the two of you are connected and he couldn’t be happier with the sight of the mess he’s creating with you.

“Yes! YES! That’s it!” He cries out, his voice full of lust.

You can barely hang on. Every thrust has his cock sliding so deep inside of you. It bruises your sweet spot and cervix, rendering your brain into mush. You can’t even think straight. You’re just letting him fuck himself into you, over and over. There is an obvious sound of wet skin slapping together as Sukuna fucks you fervently.

“Gonna pump my seed into you,” he purrs in your ear. “Wouldn’t you love that?”

You whimper, “Please, ‘kuna…”

He chuckles, “Nah, I need you to tell me what you need. Use those words, baby girl.”

You swallow hard, your brain trying to catch up with the information you're receiving. Your orgasm is impending, and you find it hard to say anything to Sukuna as you feel the pleasure building so deep in your tummy. You lick your lips a few times, and Sukuna goads you on to tell him what you want.

“N-not fair, ‘m gonna cum…”

He enjoys seeing you like this. He loves to fuck you stupid until you can’t even think straight. One of his hands slides down your body to begin rubbing your swollen and aching clit.You yelp as the pleasure builds to something so intense, you’re panting and begging and not even making much sense as you babble on about how you’re cumming and how good it feels.

As your silky walls begin milking Sukuna, he feels his own climax coming on. He can’t keep his eyes to one place for long, as all of it is so debaucherous and filthy. Your little hole is leaking such beautiful fluids along with that sweet menstrual blood. And your face is so cute as you are already fucked out.

“Tell me you want my cum! Say it now!” Sukuna growls, and you shudder.

“I need it, ‘kuna. Wanna be filled with your cum.”

That’s all he needs to hear before he’s exploding so deep inside of you. The filthiest growls and groans come from him, and he begins to tell you how good your little cunt is. He fucks his cum so deep inside of you, pushing it deeper and deeper until he rides out his high. Once he’s satisfied, he pulls out and begins rubbing his blood-soaked cock to your folds.

“What a good girl you are,”

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you do it in front of the whole gang.

other people, too, but he never pays attention to anyone but his team at the gym.

mattsun is spotting hajime while oikawa heckles him (hyping him up, he’d say, but the music slamming in hajime’s ears makes the claim unverifiable). makki’s squatting beside him, sweat trickling down his temple, but he manages a smile and, when he rises again and puts down his weights, a wave.

hajime doesn’t notice, eyes trained intensely on the middle distance ahead of him, until you appear in his line of vision.

you look pissed, eyebrows scrunched together and hands on your hips.

he drops his weights. they land heavy, clanging against the catches loud enough that he can hear it even before he rips his earbuds out.

“what’d you say?” he furrows his brow.

“shirt off,” you say, pointing at him and flicking your finger in the air. “thanks.”

around you, his friends react with varying degrees of shock and laughter. you stay stone-faced, staring at him, folding your arms across your chest. you’re wearing a sports bra, like you’d just finished your own workout. sometimes you and he go to the gym together, but team activities are team activities, and oikawa likes to accuse you of trying to edge in on the boy’s team’s secrets, as though your own team isn’t reaching new heights of success under your captaincy. hajime feels his pupils expanding the longer he looks at you.

he complies, quirking a brow as he hooks his fingers in the back of his tank’s collar and yanks it over his head. you nod, looking satisfied, then hold out a hand.

“can i see your instagram real quick?” he bares his teeth in a smile at you, guessing where this is going, even if he’s not sure why. as much as you’ve danced around each other the last three years, neither of you have made a move.

something about the way he feels about you just doesn’t feel… urgent. like he’s just waiting for the universe to throw you together, for the right moment where everything clicks. he’s always wanted to take his time with you.

he guesses this is that moment.

he hands it to you, unlocked. you hand it back.

“your other profile.”

ah. it had started as a progress tracker, just a way to remember his exercises and maybe connect with others who were into that kind of thing. to his surprise, he had accumulated followers quickly.

a lot of followers quickly. oikawa called it his thirst trap account. hajime argued that he was just jealous because his beach volleyball videos hadn’t taken off yet.

he taps into his second profile, sliding open the camera function for you and giving you the phone back.

“good?”

“good,” you say, stepping into his space, over the forgotten bar, and for a second there’s nothing but light shared between the two of you, looking into each other’s eyes with pure fondness. then your lips curl into a coy smile and you put the hand not holding the phone on his chest and squeeze.

his pecs jump in surprise. you take the photo.

“thanks,” you say, letting go of him, but not stepping back. his skin burns where you touched him. he’s sure he’s gone deaf from the ringing in his ears. oikawa could be dead from shock behind him and he wouldn’t know. “my mom said you should come over for dinner later. she’s making adobo. see you then?”

“yeah,” he manages, “but tell her we’re going out for dinner friday. reservation’s at seven.”

“is it?” you eye him appraisingly. he pauses, glancing away from you to hit post on the photo. your phone lights up with a notification.

“it will be,” he promises, and reaches out to catch your chin in his hand, tilting your face back to him. “see you then.”