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[takeutothemoon]

Processing Maestro.

What did I just listen to I need time to sit down and process it all dsgkafdsa

in a good way? HAHA im not sure i didn't really like it except hoshi wonu and minghao's parts i feel like it was kinda bland BUT it could be one of those songs that grows on u as time goes on

[inthewindtunnel]

Dais Records

Various Artists

DAIS223

Riki - SAS (For those who speak and spake)

Body Of Light - Out of Season (Demo Instr)

Tor Lundvall - Black Fly Day

Cold Showers - Sliver (Inner City Remix)

Cold Gawd - Gin (At The Mountain)

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[bornangelauthor]

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[g1-skywarp]

holy shit I kinda wanna make a page dedicated to my gunplas on my neocities page :0

[gugu-plum]

herr czerny!!!!

haven't read the story so it's a pleasant surprise seeing him here

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(FREE) Bad Bunny X Arcangel Type Beat - ''LA VIRGEN'' ✝️ | Hard Trap Typ...

[straykats]

given ramble hehe

[troncelliti]

Mastadon

Anybody ¿

Anyone ¿

u understand ¿

i do not

Very confusing

Confucius help ¿ help ¿

Yes it’s already long time now

Yes i like it but every once in awhile we check in in in in but aaaaaaaaaa twat ¡¿ (app phone not web)

I We do not spake Mastadon very goods wells it aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa makes us do this aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa what we go now and surf my board

That is my body she is UTmost welcome fo the joyride of it all

It worked at Manhattan AND Santa Monica beaches

Is it out~of ~order yet

[mood2you]

My fic where Harry's brain keeps saying "or a goat or a pig or a bucket of marbles" like Kim will say, "I don't think this guy," um "is actually a clown living in an abandonned theme park. I mean. There's no money in that." And empathy is like he is also not a goat or a pig or a bucket of marbles, corroberating Kim, and everyone (audience) is like, can you stop just stealing jokes from cartoons? And then they need to get information out of a weirdo and Harry is like let's shoot marbles! And he's like of course I would play marbles I'm a weirdo. But both the cops suck at marbles. Kim is like, oh I'm probably good at marbles, and shoots the marble into the sea like oh. yeah. there's no bank

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[anyasathenaeum]

Inexperienced!Choso Thoughts

A/N: I just really want to do [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] and [redacted] [redacted] this guy, okay? Shoutout to the anon who gave me this brainrot about Choso. It incorporates bits of this at the beginning. It's also not a full-blown fic, just some Thoughts™. Warnings: MINORS DNI, AFAB!reader, female terms and body parts are used, mentions of penetrative, unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT, FOLKS), oral (m receiving), guided/taught masturbation, overstimulation, a tiny hint of accidental roughness, Choso being whiny (WOO!).

Inexperienced!Choso, who has no idea what all the new feelings in his body mean, why his whole body feels like it's on fire whenever he's around you and makes his cock so hard that it hurts. What's he supposed to do about it?

Inexperienced!Choso, who comes to you in the middle of the night, asking for an explanation of what he's feeling when he can't sleep because of the fire that courses through his veins and all the images of you naked and beneath him he has whirling around in his brain.

Inexperienced!Choso, who immediately takes it on board when you explain that his feelings are him being "horny" and indicative of his body wanting to mate with somebody and kindly offer to help him with the discomfort it's causing him

Inexperienced!Choso, who ends up cumming the second your soft hand grips his cock, making him whine and pant loudly as his cock throbs and twitches, his seed coating your hand.

Inexperienced!Choso, who accidentally pushes your head down as you're sucking his cock when he feels another orgasm coming, pushing his cock to the back of your throat as he cums and making you choke a little (he immediately apologized afterwards)

Inexperienced!Choso, who ends up fucking you over and over all night as his whines and moans echo through your room, filling you to the brim with his cum and giving you orgasm after orgasm until your brain and body feel like they're made of jelly and you're unable to move, let alone walk the next day.

Inexperienced!Choso, who overstimulates himself to the point of crying but still continues to thrust into you almost desperately, needing to empty himself into you as much as possible. His body wants nothing but to stay bound to yours, claiming you as his in the only way he knows how.

Inexperienced!Choso, who after that night, decides to be a good boy and do some research about having sex and how to make you feel even better the next time you two have sex because Choso cares about your pleasure.

Inexperienced!Choso, who ends up getting aroused while doing research (aka watching porn), and doesn't know what to do about it. You're not around to help him this time as you're out doing errands, so Choso just tries to ignore it (it doesn't work).

Inexperienced!Choso, who's whining and panting against you the moment you get home, his dick painfully hard and the tent in his boxers painfully obvious as he pulls you against him, his lips pressing against yours as he tries and fails at not grinding his erection against your thigh as he whines, "Please, please, (Y/N), please, help me. Need you. Need you. Please, need you so much it hurts."

Inexperienced!Choso, who listens to you with wide eyes as you ask him why he didn't just masturbate, cocking his head to the side as he repeats unsurely, "Masturbate? What's that?", making your eyes widen in surprise as you realize just how inexperienced Choso really is.

Inexperienced!Choso, whose large hand coated in spit slowly wraps around his cock, making him hiss and his cock twitch almost immediately at the contact. Your much smaller hand wraps around his hand as you lay next to him in his bed, talking him through touching himself and making himself feel good.

Inexperienced!Choso, who sees stars and lets out a loud moan the first time he pumps himself from base to tip, fucking into his hand as you guide him gently, pressing soft kisses to his jaw and neck as he follows your instructions.

Inexperienced!Choso, who's a quick learner and begins to thrust into his hand faster and faster, cries and whines of your name escaping him as your hand continues to rest on his as he fucks into it.

Inexperienced!Choso, who feels his orgasm hit him full force as you mumble the softest and gentlest words of praise in his ear as he touches himself, whispers of "That's a good boy, that's it, Choso, you're doing so well touching yourself like that. Good job," making the loudest cry yet escape his lips as his cock twitches and cum spurts all over his abdomen, painting himself in white.

Inexperienced!Choso, who despite having just cum, pouts softly as he looks as you, tugging on you slightly as he whines, "I don't like that I didn't get to make you feel good, though. That doesn't feel fair."

Inexperienced!Choso, whose eyes widen as you blush and lean back in his bed, spreading your thighs a bit so he can see just how soaked your panties are beneath that dress of yours. Watching Choso get himself off for the first time with your guidance and listening to his noises had your pussy aching for him.

Inexperienced!Choso, who immediately wraps his large hands around your thighs and pulls you down towards him, making you yelp at his sudden display of strength.

Inexperienced!Choso, who presses a gentle kiss to your clothed pussy before he tears your panties clean off of you, making you pout - you really liked that pair. Choso sees your pout and he immediately presses a gentle kiss to the inside of your thigh, "I'm sorry, (Y/N). I promise I'll buy you a new pair. Just... let me make you feel good, first."

Inexperienced!Choso, who despite his eagerness, realizes that he doesn't really know what he's doing, and so he looks up at you from between your thighs, his cheeks beautifully pink as he asks you, "Teach me how to make you feel good?"

[darthannie]

day twenty-seven: phone sex with jim

pairing: Jim x f!reader word count: 1,063 warnings: cheating, age gap, mutual masturbation, fingering, almost caught a/n: listen what if he was cheating on his wife with someone younger from work? What then? kinktober masterlist

You looked at yourself in the mirror and stared at how your new silk set looked on you. Not bad, you thought. You snapped a couple of pictures, planning to send them to Jim.

You met each other through work and somehow got to know each other despite being in very different places in life. You became more than friends when you were joking around with him one day. His hand ended up in yours and he reached for your cheek. You closed the gap before he could pull you in for a kiss. You met up that day after work and had sex for the first time. Since then, your meetings have gotten more frequent, and the relationship more serious. 

You knew he was married with children and you would be lying if you didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty about this arrangement, but not guilty enough to stop seeing him. Every time you were together your affinity for him only grew stronger. 

Instead of sending one of the photos you took, you decided to call him. It was late enough that his wife would be in bed asleep, and he had mentioned his kids were having a sleepover at a friend’s house. He had to be free at this hour. 

The phone only rang for a moment before he picked up.

“Hello?”, you said.

“Hi.” He sounded out of breath. He forgot to silence his phone and almost woke up his wife with your call. He ran out of the room to not wake her up. Thankfully, she didn’t stir. 

“Is everything okay?” he asked. 

“Yeah, I just missed you,” you said, your voice small. You’d never said anything like that to him before. You didn’t know exactly how he’d react.

“I miss you too,” he whispered. He was nervous, you had never called before. He sat at his kitchen table, trying to stay as quiet as possible. 

“When can I see you again?” You played with the string on your sweatpants. 

“Soon,” he paused for a moment before continuing. “How’s Wednesday sound? Same time and place.”  

A large grin formed on your face. “Wednesday works.”

“Great. I’m glad.” 

There was silence before you spoke. “You know, Jim, I was just getting ready for bed before I called. No one’s home.”

“I can’t come over-“

You stopped him, “No no. I know. I wouldn’t ask you to. I just wanted to let you know that I’ve been… starting to touch myself while thinking about you.”

He swallowed, “Yeah?”

“Mhm. I keep thinking about the way you touch me.” You started to rub your clit, already wet.

He heard your moans and bit his knuckle, debating if he should give in to your temptation. 

“How does it feel?” He asked so quietly he thought you hadn’t heard him.

You moaned, “Really good.”

“How wet are you?”

“Really, really wet.” You punctuated your sentence with a moan.

His breath hitched as he palmed himself through his pants. Your small moans motivated him to reach underneath and grab himself. His head tipped back for a second before he adjusted in his seat. 

“Have you fingered yourself yet?” His hand started to move.

“No, I haven’t.” 

“Better start,” he said as he pulled down his pants, revealing his hard cock, dripping with precum. “Go slow. Start with just the tips of your fingers.” Your only response was the moans that escaped your mouth. He continued “Now put them in as far as possible. Curl them.”

You did what he said… over and over and over again. “Fuck, Jim,” you cried, “it feels so good. I want you inside of me. I need you so bad.”

He was panting now, stroking himself quickly, imagining he was thrusting into you and feeling your soft skin under his palms. 

“Need you too. It’s all I can think about.”

You slowed your movements, “You think about me that often?”

You listened to him let out a breathy moan, “You’re the first and last thing on my mind every day.”

“Jim-“

He deflected by telling you to rub your clit. You did what he said once he gave his instruction. You pressed your head into your pillow and whined, feeling like your hands weren’t enough. “God, I wanna taste you, love,” he exhaled as his hips bucked up into his hand, biting his lip as he got closer to his release. 

“Jim- fuck- I’m close.” 

“Cum for me,” he said. You put the phone next to your head as your other hand reached down. Two fingers moved in and out of you while you rubbed your clit. The sound of Jim’s low, breathy moans combined with your fingers made you cum almost as soon as he gave you the command. 

You screamed his name as your legs shook. Jim let out a moan that was a bit too loud for his liking as he came, knowing he would ruin his shirt. That wasn’t what he cared about. What mattered more was the rustling coming from upstairs, and light filling up the top of the staircase. 

Jim quickly hung up, fixed his pants, and took off his shirt, hiding it as best he could. His wife peeked out from around the corner. “Jim?”, she asked, half asleep. He replied with a simple “Uh huh” as she descended halfway down the staircase. “What are you doing down here? And where’s your shirt?”

“Too hot. Couldn’t sleep so I just came down here for a moment.” He tried to tell himself it was a good enough excuse. She took it at face value. “Alright, just come back to bed when you feel like it.”

“Will do,” he replied with a smile. 

She went back upstairs and the light turned off. Darkness surrounded him until his screen lit up. 

You sent him a text, “You okay?”

He replied, “My wife came downstairs. Nearly caught me.”

You cringed at the thought of her finding out. You sent, “Did she suspect anything?”

He smirked, “Not at all.”

He texted again, “Can I see you Monday? We could go for a walk or something.”

Your cheeks flushed. “See you Monday, Jim.” 

You put your phone down, but picked it right back up, opening your photos app and selecting the ones you took for him earlier. You hit send, hoping he;’s want to see your sooner than Monday. 

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[ryomaandgundhamkin]

LDR FANART!! for @spadillelicious — Hope u like it :)

It’s just a sketch because I didn’t feel like doing lineart- sorry-

decided to use brighter colors hfourhwrfuhowkou,sfuolhrfo,instr,jil

white background V