#lets hope i finish it today 😮‍💨

[psykoe100]

day 3: official art

Find something detective…? 🔎

[yeonzzzn]

ask and yee shall receive 😘 sweet sunoo who's had a bad week and everything seems to piss him off, well this annoys you and you start to get snappy. eventually pushing him over the edge and he punishes you without any remorse 🤭😈

hehe hope this helps 😉💍

holy hell I am in love with this 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 like thinking of sunoo as the little ray of sunshine but the moment you piss him off when he’s already irritated, he’s a demon and I love it

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no remorse: kim sunoo

pairing: sunoo x afab!reader word count: 2.2k

You nearly jumped out of your seat at the kitchen table and dropped your coffee cup to the floor upon hearing the sound of the apartment door slamming and rattling the photo frames on the wall.

Your boyfriend let out a loud groan of irritation, dropping his backpack to the floor with a loud thud kicking his shoes off, and tossing them across the living room.

You sat still in the kitchen, slowly tracing your eyes to the living room and seeing him drop onto the couch, dangling his legs over the armrest. After a few heartbeats, you finally spoke up, “Everything okay, Sun?”

Your boyfriend mumbled some words into the cushions of the couch. You set the coffee cup down and turned to face him, sitting in the chair, “I couldn’t hear you Sun, please can you repe—“

He quickly sat up on the couch, peering at you over the top of the couch, “I fucking said does it look like everything is okay?”

You narrowed your eyes at him, shifty turning back to face the table and take a sip of your hot coffee. You weren’t going to deal with the attitude today, not one bit. So you decided to ignore his comment and go back to doing what you were before he came home: relaxing and enjoying your coffee.

There was shuffling of Sunoo getting off the couch and walking to the kitchen, standing at the corner looking at you. You could see him through your peripherals, his arms were crossed and his lips pouting with a fire that blazed in his eyes. It honestly takes a lot to piss off Sunoo. He’d normally just give you attitude or be sassy and laugh off the rest. Very rarely does he genuinely get pissed off, but when he does…hell breaks loose.

Usually, you’re able to tame the demon that comes out. To reel him back into reality and calm him down. But some days—like today—there was no way to tame it, having to let whatever he was fighting for him to do it alone. You already tried speaking to him nicely and softly and he bit your head off, and you weren’t in the mood to try and calm him down. It wasn’t in the cards for today.

“Did you make enough for me too?” he asked, shifting his eyes from you to the coffee pot that was still clearly, half full.

It was obvious you made enough for the two of you, you always made sure to double up on anything you made so your sweet ray of sunshine could have some when he got the chance to.

But instead of speaking to him, you nod, taking another sip.

He stomps to the coffee pot, opening and slamming the cabinets and not very gently setting his favorite coffee cup that you made him for your anniversary last year with his initials, a sun, and a heart on it, down on the counter.

You gripped your cup, taking a deep breath to keep from snapping at him, wanting to keep the peace. You swallowed the last bit of your coffee, and slowly stood and walked to the sink to wash out your cup.

Sunoo continued his antics of not being gentle with the cup and even the coffee pot. Slamming the pot back into the machine. spilling what little was left onto the counter.

You aggressively finished washing the cup and tossed it onto the drying rack, your irritation now rising up. Sunoo clocked your attitude, only furthering his irritation, “What is up with you?”

You quickly face him, thinning your lips, watching as he takes two big gulps of his coffee, and tossing the cup into the sink behind you.

“We aren’t doing this,” you snapped, pointing your finger to the sink, “Wash it and wash out that attitude.”

Sunoo was having an absolutely terrible week, college was kicking his ass, his job was kicking his ass, none of his friends were available to hang out with him due to their schedules, and Sunoo didn’t want to bother you when you have your own college and work life to balance out. Sunoo knew he could go to you for anything and everything, but he couldn’t bring himself to drop his problems onto you when you just got promoted at work and had a major project coming up for one of your classes. He knew you didn’t deserve this attitude, but he couldn’t stop himself from dishing it out to you, his anger and frustration spilling out over the top.

So he raises a brow at you, getting even more pissy that you snapped at him, “Excuse you?”

Absolutely fucking not.

“Excuse me? Excuse YOU!” you scoffed, pointing your index finger into his chest, “You’re the one walking about here with a sour attitude, fix it!”

You tried to walk away, but Sunoo stepped out in front of you. But you didn’t let that stop your stride, shoving your shoulder into his as you walked past him, pushing him off to the side.

“YN!” he called after you, watching as you made your way to the bedroom, ignoring him completely, “YN!” he called again.

You slam the bedroom door, completely being done with him and his attitude.

Oh, but Sunoo wasn’t done with you.

Just as fast as you slammed it shut, he was shoving it open and kicking it closed with his foot. Hands on you immediately as he quickly turns you to face him, in one swift motion he’s bent down and gripping his hands to your thighs, lifting you up and tossing you onto the bed, “Think you can just speak to me like that and get away with it?” Suno hisses, dropping his jacket to the floor and placing a knee on the edge of the bed, slowly crawling to you, “Good girls don’t act that way.”

You sat up on your elbows, watching as he spread your legs with his knees, placing himself between them. Eyes locked with him as he came face to face with you. You tried to look angry with him but failed miserably at the touch of his fingers tracing up and down your thigh and brushing over your clothed cunt, shuttering underneath him.

“Got nothing more to say?” Sunoo teased, looping his fingers underneath your shirt and slowly moving up and up until your shirt was now across the room, “You were so snippy earlier, what happened?” he traced his fingers over your breasts, giving them both a squeeze then riding them up to the straps and sliding them down your arms, “Hmmm,” he hummed, reaching his hands behind your back to unclasp your bra and removing it from your body, “Should I fuck all this anger out? Punish you for giving me all this attitude?”

You swallowed, becoming so speechless as your boyfriend continued to undress you, leaving you bare to him. Sunoo loosened his tie and slid it off, taking both your arms and pinning them above you, tying your hands together through the pole of the headboard, “Perfect,” he chuckled, “Not getting to touch me while I fuck you dumb is the perfect punishment.”

And indeed it was. Sunoo knew it too, how much you loved touching him during sex. You couldn’t keep your hands off him. Tracing your hands over every inch of his body. Grabbing, scratching, and pulling him in any way possible while he’s buried so deep within your walls.

You were already squirming at being bound down and oh god did it send Sunoo crazy. He loved watching you squirm beneath him trying to get your hands free to touch him. He could read it all over your face on how badly this was affecting you. How wet your pussy was getting. Your slick was leaking out and already soaking the bed sheets.

He licked two fingers and slowly slid them into your cunt, loving the way you were already clenching around him, “So needy already?”

“Please Sun,” you begged, rolling your hips in time with his fingers working inside you, “I’m sorry.”

He laughed, using his free hand to hold your hips down, fucking his fingers in you faster, “Sorry won’t cut it here, princess. It’s too late for sorry.”

You arched your body when a third finger slipped into your cunt. He curled his fingers as he hit your sensitive spot, moving so fast and hard. The tension in your belly grew, knowing your release was near.

You tried to fight his hold on your hips, tried to lift them to reach your climax faster, but his hold was too strong. You clenched around him, feeling your sweet release approaching.

“No, no,” Sunoo sang, slipping his fingers from your sopping heat, “You cum when I let you.”

Tears filled your eyes when you looked at him, “Sun…please.”

He clicked his tongue and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it somewhere off in the room and sliding his pants and boxers down to the floor with it, his hard cock slapping against his abdomen, “Please what, princess?”

He pumped himself as he waited for your answer, “Use your words, tell Sun what you want, ya?”

“Fuck me,” you cried, the tears not streaming to your cheek, “Please I-I need to f-feel you.”

Sunoo smirked. Ahh your words were music to his ears. He hummed as he placed your legs over his shoulders, folding you completely, “Only good girls get their boyfriend's cock, are you going to be good?”

You aggressively nodded, wanting nothing more than to feel him buried balls deep in your pussy.

He clicked his tongue again, lining his red anger tip to your entrance, “I don��t believe you, not with the attitude you gave earlier. Snapping at me like that, hurt my feelings, princess.”

You knew he was toying with you. Knew he loved seeing you so desperate for him. The sweet ray of sunshine that usually makes you love to you all night long wasn’t here right now. The demon side of him was. And he wasn’t going to let you walk off scoff-free.

You opened your mouth to beg, but he didn’t give you the chance, shoving himself into you so relentlessly. Not even giving you the time to adjust to him, before he’s sliding back out and pushing back in. Rutting his hips against yours.

Every ounce of anger Sunoo had built up over this long week was coming out with every thrust. With every squeeze of his hands on your waist and every hard kiss, he pressed to your lips.

You continued to squirm underneath him with your hands bound to the headboard, legs squeezing around his neck. Sunoo dropped his head, groaning out in pleasure of his airways being constricted against your thighs, “Fuck, princess, feel so fucking good.”

He tilted his head, taking the plush of your thighs between his teeth, biting hard as he sucked on your skin.

His hands moved from your waist to your bound wrists, fucking into you harder and faster.

“Sun!” you cried out, the pain feeling so good it made you dizzy. You tried once again to release your hands so you could touch him. But with how tightly he tied you and his grip on your wrist, they weren’t going anywhere. The knot in the pit of your stomach built up again and snapping just as quickly, “Sun!” you moaned out his name, him moaning against your thighs and snapping his hips roughy against yours to help you ride out your high.

You sank your head into the pillow, mouth gaping open as your body tingled from your release. But Sunoo didn’t slow down, he was so lost in the pleasure your cunt gave him. So intent to continue the punishment and fucking his anger out.

“Sunoo,” you whispered, wiggling your arms, “Sun,” overstimulation took over you. Feeling more dizzy and out of breath as his hard thrusts continued.

He completely ignored you, but finally let go of your thigh from his mouth, taking deep breaths with each thrust. His climax was approaching and he wasn’t stopping until his anger was pushed out along with his cum.

Leaving no remorse.

“Sun,” you started to whimper, it only being more music to his ears, hearing how fucked out he has you under him, how overstimulated he’s got you. Sweat dripped from his forehead and his thrust became more sloppy, but he didn’t let up. No no. And he wouldn’t. Not yet.

Even with his sloppy thrust, he kept pushing, surely leaving bruises on your hips from his rutting on yours.

You called to him again, almost slipping one hand free. But Sunoo clocked it, gripping his hands tighter to your wrists, “Don’t,” he warns, now throwing his head back and releasing a gasp, shooting his white ropes between your gummy folds.

He kept thrusting slowly, riding out his high then dropping his weight on you.

He released his grip on your wrist, letting you finally slip free from the tie, pushing his sweaty hair out of his face.

“I feel better,” Sun whispered, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, “I am so sorry princess.”

You removed your legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist, massaging the top of his head.

“Me too, Sun,” you kissed his forehead, “Just talk to me next time.”

He nodded, cuddling you tighter

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[borderlinebelle]

🗣️🧠

Has anyone ever taken a stimulant for ADHD and it cured your manic mess but simultaneously erased your creative joyful childlike wonder at the world and your interest in the people you share it with?

💊

Am I cured or broken indefinitely to better suit “adulthood”?

🙃

As I wade through the vibrant and manic mess that was the BEFORE STIMULANTS and I look out onto the starkly dull and muted tones of the AFTERS STIMULANTS… the pendulum swings and I violently and obediently bend with it.

🫡

I can balance my budget now. Proficient in punctuality and productivity. Finishing work projects that used to take weeks? EASY. Calculating and efficient, I am almost unemotional as I smash through barriers that once kept me at a stand still for weeks.

🥇

The counter balance to these super abilities is glaring:

👀

1. I find it difficult to produce an ounce of creativity.

2. I am colder, more calculating.

3. I find empathy over other people’s emotions a far off tingle of familiarity I reach for and only brush.

4. I find even accessing my own emotions to be difficult.

5. I find little pleasure from completing tasks just a dull and far off ✅ that reminds me of pleasure but has none of the organic material.

6. I lack spark behind my eyes.

🗣️🧠

In conclusion, the video I filmed for today’s YOUTUBE launch felt… soulless and lacking. It felt disingenuous. I wasn’t talking to YOU, my mental health friends. I was just … talking.

😪

TO BE BRUTALLY HONEST: I’m unsure how to proceed with the channel, with my content… with my identity outside of MANIC PIXIE DREAM GIRL … I feel really really defeated if I’m honest. I’ve spent my entire adult life in survival mode and for the first time, on this new medication, I can see dozens of strategies to LEAVE SURVIVAL and CHASE AFTER THRIVE… but I didn’t think it would COST ME… my personality, my creativity, my identity.

🔎🤷🏽‍♀️

Idk but, I guess .. that’s the way with these things. Mental health, medication, stabilization…

🫥

Mental health isn’t “pretty and punctual” so said my producer tonight. It can ALSO be “imperfect and valuable”. Nothing is a perfect science, everyone is just doing their best I guess.

😮‍💨

Fighting your own brain 🧠 daily, hourly, weekly, monthly, yearly is exhausting work. I’m so deeply proud of everyone out there choosing to fight another day. I hope to continue being as brave and resilient as you all are.

🫣

It’s 12:00am. I’ve officially missed the “NEW VIDEO EVERY SUNDAY” standard I set for myself and I have to admit I’m taking it very poorly and I feel pretty defeated, but I had to come let the few who support my cross platform… that I’m sorry I couldn’t get there today.

🫀

Returning to YouTube after being run off by a parasocial making very real threats years ago, has been a delicious dream of mine for so long.

💭

I just deactivated both my Instagram and Facebook as they were both just reminding me of this missed deadline, of this empty channel, of what feels like a failure. In the age of comparison and competition, TO BE A HUMAN IS NOT EASY.

😬

So I’ll regroup, recoup, lean into coping mechanisms, touch base with my therapist + psychiatrist… and keep trying to find a way through.

💙

Thank you for your interest in my content.

🥸

I appreciate you deeply.

🫶🏽

I anticipate that this hopefully … won’t be the end.

🖊️ xoxo borderlinebelle

[ageofbajabule]

Come Undone | Josh Kiszka

Josh Kiszka x Fem Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Oral Sex (F and M Receiving), Teasing, Unprotected Sex, Fluff. (Let me aware if I missed anything.)

Author’s Note: Hey y’all!! I saw those pictures of Josh meeting that fan in Brussels earlier today and saw the hoodie he was wearing under his jacket and all I could think about was him wearing Gray Sweatpants😮‍💨 And well… let’s just say it got the best of me. I hope you all enjoy it🤭 (also this is poorly edited)

Another leg of the tour done, Josh would be home soon. The weather in Nashville was cold, a little bit of snowfall had happened. Nothing to make the roads bad, but enough to be cold out.

Josh had an arranged ride home, which left you the time to make his favorite dinner. You had your home decorated in Christmas decor, it was your favorite time of the year as it was for Josh. He always made sure to host a big Christmas party at your home that you shared together.

The house smelled of vanilla and sandalwood. You giggled softly as you played a John Denver record, finishing up the last touches to dinner. You pulled out a bottle of wine, along with two glasses. You had the table set up for dinner. After setting the dishes down on the dining table, you poured the glasses with wine.

Eventually you heard the lock click on the door, turning on your heel you’re greeted with Josh’s head poking in. You smiled softly running over to him to help gather his things inside the house.

Once he was safely inside your home he pulled you in for a tight hug, kissing your lips softly.

“I missed you, Mama…” He hummed against your lips caressing your face.

“I missed you more…” You smiled resting your forehead against his.

“Smells good in here.” He grinned softly, rolling his suitcase into the mud room.

“I made your favorite.” You smiled softly, helping him take his jacket and scarf off.

“My favorite meal is right here.” He smirked, pulling you close to him.

“Joshua…” You giggled softly. “Dinner first, then you can have dessert later.” Patting his chest lightly you walked over to the dining table taking a seat across from where he sat down.

Over dinner Josh had rambled on about the European leg of the tour. You enjoyed when he talked about the things he loved, it was joyful to see him so happy and excited.

You watched every single detail of him, the way his nose would scrunch when he smiled and laughed. The way his eyes sparkled every time he looked at you, how his curls rested against his forehead. The little cheek scar, and his god-like jaw structure.

“What is it, mama?” He chuckled softly, as he gathered your dishes walking towards the kitchen.

“I just get lost in you…” You giggled softly, taking over and starting on rinsing the dishes and loading the dishwasher.

“How about… I finish cleaning down here while you unpack and get a shower?” You smiled at him, kissing his lips softly.

“Okay, okay. But, we are watching a movie tonight.” He kissed your hands softly.

“Your choice. I’ve watched enough of my rom-coms while you’ve been gone.” You giggled, as he chuckled softly.

“Director’s choice…” He hummed walking away. You giggled to yourself checking out his ass as he went off.

You could hear his footsteps as he climbed the stairs with his luggage. Hearing him hum along to the record you were playing. Smiling softly to yourself you finished wiping down the counters and table, putting everything back in its rightful place.

After finishing up cleaning you ran upstairs to put on your silk set pajamas then ran back downstairs to make popcorn and gather your glasses of wine for the two of you. You put a log in the fire that was already burning, then turned the tv on, setting it up to whichever streaming platform he wanted.

You grabbed your favorite fleece blanket that Josh had gotten for you a while ago, laying it across your lap as you placed the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. You could hear Josh padding down the stairs. He came around the bend, wearing a white long sleeve and gray fitted sweatpants, his curls still dampened.

You smiled, as you felt your cheeks heat up. Definitely a rosy shade now, you felt like a school girl watching him. You bit your lip softly as you saw the outline of his semi hard dick in his sweatpants. You quickly averted your eyes before he could notice.

He turned the record player off, then made his way over to the couch lifting the blanket to sit beside you. He placed over his and your lap, wrapping an arm around your shoulder pulling you into his side.

You smiled softly, kissing his cheek. Your hand found a natural placement on his thigh, letting it rest there softly.

“So what movie are you picking tonight?” You smiled, grabbing the bowl of popcorn. Eating a few pieces from it.

“How about John Wick?” He grabbed the remote, setting it up. You nodded your head in agreement, as the beginning credits played you rested your head on his shoulder.

He smiled softly, resting his head on top of yours as he ate a handful of popcorn. You then remembered where your hand was placed, inching your pinky closer smirking to yourself as you imagined his cock twitching.

Hearing Josh’s breathing pattern change a little gave the sign that he indeed felt what you were doing. You bit your lip softly, keeping your eyes trained on the television. As you inched your fingers closer you could feel him grow beneath your touch.

“Mama…” His low register tone popping out. You felt a flood of arousal, clenching your thighs together. You worked your hand closer to his inner thigh squeezing softly.

Earning a groan from Josh, you giggled to yourself softly. As you felt his hand move to grab yours, moving it away swiftly.

“Are you just gonna be a tease, or am I gonna have to take care of it myself?” He growled into your ear, causing goosebumps to form on your skin.

“Is my baby all hot and bothered now…” You purred at him.

“The fact I haven’t had you in over a month is driving me insane. And seeing you sit here in your matching silk set, with your tits sitting nicely, it’s been hard not to just take you right here.” He spoke softly in his low register tone still.

“Well perhaps you should do something about it.” You cocked an eyebrow, standing slowly from where you sat putting the bowl of popcorn on the kitchen counter.

You stretched, letting your shirt lift a bit and reveal your tummy. You faked a yawn. “But it’s getting awfully late Josh…” You sighed softly, heading to walk up the stairs.

Hearing the tv make a noise as he shut it off, he was quick on your tail into your bedroom. In an instant he was pressing you up against the wall in your bedroom.

“Awfully late my ass…” He purred against your ear. “How many times have we stayed up till dawn, while I fucked you into the mattress? Or do I need to remind you…”

You bit your lip softly, looking down at his sweatpants seeing him completely hard and straining against the seams. You moved your hand to palm him through his sweats. “Hm… Painfully hard Joshy… Is that all for me?”

“Of course it’s all for you. Do I need to remind you that I'm yours?” He bit your earlobe softly, earning a whimper from you.

“Please…” You whined, slipping your hand into the waistband of his sweatpants. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, not like he normally did in your home. You bit your lip softly, stroking him through his pants earning a groan from him.

“Are you gonna be nice and take care of me?” He whispered against your ear. You nodded eagerly, sinking to your knees in front of him. You pulled his sweatpants down slowly, his cock springing free. The tip was swollen and leaking with precum.

He kicked his sweats away, as you sat on your heels taking him into your hand. You stroked him slowly, licking the precum off the tip. He shuddered moving his hands to push your hair back into a makeshift ponytail.

Slowly you wrapped your lips around him, taking him whole into your mouth making your motions achingly slow for him. Earning another groan from him, he tightened his grip on your hair, earning a hiss from you as you started to pick the pace up, bobbing your head up and down while using your hand to stroke what you couldn’t fit into your mouth.

“Fuck, Y/N…” His head rolled back as you looked up at him. You hummed contently, sending a shock of vibrations through him nearing him closer as you continued to lap your tongue around his length.

“Fuck, if you keep doing that I’m not going to last long.” He pulled away from you, a string of your saliva trailing from your mouth and his cock. You frowned, as he looked down at you.

“Mama, if I don’t have a taste of you right now…” He chuckled softly, picking you up and placing you on the bed softly. You helped him get rid of your clothing, as he stripped himself of one last final piece of clothing.

You smiled softly, resting against the thick duvet beneath you. Josh crawled above you, kissing your lips softly and trailing wet hot kisses down your neck, chest, and abdomen. Your hands found their way into his now dry stated curls.

He nestled between your legs, feeling his breath against where you wanted him so badly. He licked an agonizingly slow stripe, earning a jolt and whine from you. “Don’t tease…”

“You get what I give you, but my baby always gets what she wants? Doesn’t she?” He looked up at you smirking softly, before diving back in with consistent kitty-like licks. Your thighs gently wrapped around his face as he started to eat you out like a starved man. You couldn’t help the whimpers that left your mouth.

Josh then slipped a finger into you, toying with you as he set a pace for himself as he drowned himself in your arousal. “Josh…” His name rolled off your tongue like a mantra. He buried his face into your cunt, his licks becoming stronger pointing his tongue as he sucked on your clit. You gripped his curls tighter in your hands, earning a groan from him.

He started to shake his head fervently as he lapped at you, inserting another digit into you. Pumping them in and out at a strong pace hitting that spot you so desperately wanted him at, making your body arch off of the mattress.

You felt yourself close to coming undone, you started to praise him as you came closer to the edge. He pulled you closer to his face by your hips, earning a yelp from you. He continued to work, flicking his tongue and licking up every inch of you causing the rubberband in you to snap. Your legs shook violently around him, as he basked in your arousal.

Breathing heavily as you came down from your orgasm. He pulled away, crawling on top of you. He smiled at you, you giggled softly seeing the mess you made on his face. “You always taste so sweet…” He pulled your face to his kissing you roughly making you taste yourself.

You were getting impatient with him, wanting him to already be inside of you. “Please Josh… I need you inside of me.” You stroked him slowly, helping line him up with your entrance. He gently pushed into you, the both of you groaning from the contact.

“Like fucking velvet…” He moaned against the shell of your ear, as you wrapped your arms around his back pulling him closer to you. He started to slowly rock his hips into you, his one hand placed on your hip while the other gripped the headboard.

Running your hands up and down his back, feeling his muscles flex beneath your touch as he kept thrusting into you with slow languid strokes. Moans slipped your lips, as he brought his face close to yours, his eyes meeting yours. He kissed your lips passionately, as he continued to pick up the pace feeling him stretch you out making himself home again.

A gasp came out, as Josh picked up the tempo earning a grin from him. He moved back a bit to sit against his heels as he placed your legs over his shoulders, earning him a deeper angle.

“Oh my, right there-“ You moaned, as your hands reached out to grab a hold of his. He smiled softly, kissing your hands as he interlaced them together. He then placed his one hand below your navel, pressing lightly as he thrusted into you.

“You feel me… Right here, mama?” His eyes rolled back, as you clenched around him.

“Yesyesyes….” It rolled off of your tongue, you were drunk off of him. Letting him take what was rightfully his. “Don’t fucking stop…” You let out a pornagraphic moan, that would be sure to wake the neighbors if you had any…

He eventually pulled out of you, tapping your legs softly. “On all fours…” He kissed your lips roughly, before letting you get in the position he had told you.

Once you were settled, he rammed right back into you. Earning a yelp from you, he gripped your hips with his soft strong hands. You felt yourself nearing another orgasm, as your legs started to feel like jello. It had been so long since you and Josh had last been together like this.

“Y/N, you keep doing that I won’t last much longer…” He groaned softly, as his hips slowly faltered.

“Josh… I’m s-so close…” You moaned out gripping the bed sheets.

“I am too baby…” He kept fucking you at a relentless pace, hitting your gspot every time. Making you see stars as he did. Earning nothing but everlasting whines from you.

Josh then grabbed you by the neck pulling your back flush against his chest. “C’mon Mama…make some noise for me while I’m filling your pussy up with my cum.”

Those words sent you seeing white, as you came undone around his cock. You were sure the noises leaving your mouth would make people turn their heads in ways thinking you were being manhandled. Suddenly you felt him twitching as he filled you up with his release.

He pulled out slowly, earning a whine from you. As you turned to lay on your back, he laid down next to you. Pulling you close to him, as you cuddled into him.

“So, perhaps I should wear these sweatpants in the house more often?” He chuckled playing with your hair gently.

“I mean, you could walk around the house naked too… I wouldn’t complain.” You giggled softly.

“You want me to run you a bath?” He kissed your cheek gently.

“No… I just wanna lay here with you.” You kissed his lips softly.

“I love you…”

“I love you too…” You smiled softly before sleep overcame you. You would deal with cleaning the sheets tomorrow morning, as they were bound to be ruined again anyways.

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[isaaaxqii]

don’t touch her ༊*·˚ - nanami

summary : after getting hurt in mission to exorcise a special grade curse, nanami hurriedly comes to check on you.

** : sfw, fluff

note : hi yall 🤍 im starting to find writing fun after writing my first LOL but anyw hope y’all like this one 💗💗

< 3.25pm >

“shit..”

u muttered, hand holding your left hip after the special grade curse hurt you. you were too careless, only wanting to finish the mission as fast as you could. but, by having that mindset comes with consequences.

“see you next time, failure !” the special grade curse mocked you, escaping when it realised the curtain was lifting. you tried to chase it, but to no avail.

ijichi drove you back to jujutsu high, having shoko on call in the car to tell her about your wound while you fill her in with information about the curse.

when you reached jujutsu high, shoko was immediately at your assistance. she gently wrapped your wounds, making sure not to hurt you in the process.

“the curse escaped after they found out the curtain was about to be lifted. this was my mistake..”

“it’s okay, y/n. you’re hurt, and we have to treat you now. that’s all that matters.” shoke reassured you.

“also…” u muttered softly.

“don’t tell kento abo-“

u saw a worried nanami come in the room, rushing to your side. shoko figured what you were about to say, and could only let out a small giggle.

“my bad.” she said under her breath, but loud enough for you to hear. you could only let out a sigh.

“y/n are you okay? i came here as fast as i could..” nanami said worriedly, holding your hand as he rubbed soft circles on it.

“i’m okay, kento. just a small wound. i’ll be fine soon.”

after shoko ensured you were well enough to go home, nanami helped you pack up your belongings and guided you home. he held your hand tightly, as if you were going to slip away if he didn’t. he felt bad that he couldn’t protect you from that curse, although he knew it was your mission. still, he vowed to protect you as long as he’s alive, and your wound showed him his flaws.

for the rest of the day, nanami stayed close to you. he provided all his attention to you, from feeding you to comforting you with hugs and back rubs. you couldn’t ask for more from him. at night, he cuddled close to you, giving you forehead kisses every once in awhile. he was your safe haven, and you never wanted to leave it.

-next morning-

nanami sees you sleeping soundly on the bed. he smiled at the sight of you, combing through your hair and pressing a few kisses on your forehead. he got up from your grasp, careful not to wake you. he wrote a small note and placed it at the bedside table.

“y/n, by the time you wake up, i’ll be out of the house. i prepared a small breakfast for you, please eat before you fulfill your duties today. i’m going to help you complete the mission you left undone yesterday. don’t worry, i’ll be safe. i’ll teach that curse a lesson for messing with my girlfriend.”

you read the note with sleepy eyes, but still able to understand what the note read. you smiled to yourself, anticipating your boyfriend’s victory.

as you expected, he came back safe and sound, with that special grade exorcised in a matter of a few minutes.

done with this writing!! hope you guys liked it, because who doesn’t like nanami 😮‍💨😮‍💨

[marmixedwithabitofintellect]

The Story of Us Instagram 4: New Beginnings

Happy 4 months Pip!! Let's see what you have been up to!

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y/n.y/l/n Jet-lagged baby 🤭

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thegemmastyles I miss you two so much 😕😕

scottysakamoto thegemmastyles not more than I do 😭

mrsannetwist look at her cheeks! She looks so comfy! 🥰

y/n.y/l/n mrsannetwist she was! We had the best nap afterwards ❤️

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scottysakamoto Happy birthday baby mama. we love you. 🤍

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annetwist Best momma!! Happy birthday again sweet girl 💓🎂

gemmastyles MILF 😮‍💨😮‍💨

glenne_azoff gemmastyles AGREE 😮‍💨😮‍💨

_basselin happy birthday Y/N!! 🎂✨

y/n.y/l/n scottysakamoto I love you too 🤍

paulithepsm 🌟🎂🌟🎂

pillowpersonpp the Rowland’s love you!! ♥️♥️♥️

1/2

2/2

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scottysakamoto Someone was not happy with her dada’s outfit choices 🙃

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mrsannetwist my sweet girl! I hope she’s feeling better 💛

thegemmastyles 🤣🥹💜

y/n.y/l/n mrsannetwist we’re on the mend! Just finished antibiotics and taking full advantage of the vitamin D 🙌🏼🙌🏼

 mrsannetwist y/n.y/l/n give her a big cuddle for me 🥹♥️

mitchrowland I agree with my goddaughter 🤷🏽‍♂️

glenne_azoff look at that Cali baby!! 😍😍

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y/n.y/l/n Good morning world! For the first time after weeks I slept for more than four hours straight! 🤩🥰🧡

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thegemmastyles stop it!! She looks so cute!! 🥺🥺

scottysakamoto my big girl 🥹💛

glenne_azoff auntie GG cannot wait to cuddle you 🫶🏼

pillowpersonpp sweet Pippa 🌟

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hsupdates1 Pippa and Y/N on Sarah’s Instagram story today!

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harryfan1 look at that tiny baby 🥺🥺🥺

harryfan2 oh to meet them

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[enid-rhees]

Hey! Can you maybe write a Rosita x reader? (Smut) where Rosita is just kinda working and doing stuff and Y/n is teasing her and being very touchy (maybe even moaning in Rosita's ear or something) and Rosita acts like she's annoyed but secretly she enjoys it and eventually Rosita ends up taking Y/n behind a building like kinda out of sight for the rest and Rosita "punishes" her? Idk i just thought of this i think its a pretty nice idea😭🙏

i love this omg 😮‍💨 tysm for requesting !! hope you enjoy 🫶🏻

— warnings: SMUT, fingering, edging, slight overstimulation, semi-public sex. MINORS DNI.

— a/n: hope you all enjoy! reminder that requests are open! if you’d like to request, just read pinned for rules beforehand! 🫶🏻

Rosita was working in the garden today. you tagged along with her because you had already finished your work for the day, but didn’t want to be bored inside.

you laid on your back, watching her add more seeds to empty spaces and pour water over them, patting down the dirt to make sure it’s fully covered.

your hand reached over, brushing over her glove covered fingertips. Rosita looked over at you, a small smile painting her lips. “what’s up, sweetheart?”

“nothing. you just look pretty.” you replied. she shook her head and looked back down at the plants, “don’t start distracting me from work now.”

a smirk made it’s way to your lips, “i won’t.” you said, looking back up at the sun. your eyes closed as the sun soaked into your skin. you loved days like these, it wasn’t hot outside, but it wasn’t exactly cold. it was the perfect weather.

you turned back to Rosita, she was now focused on checking on the vegetables, making sure everything was growing properly and nothing was turning rotten. biting your lip as you thought, you sat up and crawled over to her.

slowly, you trailed your finger up her arm, leading it all the way up to her neck. you leaned forward, pressing one light kiss in that spot.

Rosita froze, “what do you think you’re doing?” she questioned, still not turning to you. you hummed, “what do you mean?”

“i’m working, baby. not now.” Rosita stated strictly. you pouted, but knew you weren’t going to stop until she finally broke. when she got back to work, you started to think of a new plan.

you moved to sit behind her, and wrapped your arms over her from behind. while placing your head in the space between her neck and shoulder, your hands slid down her thighs, squeezing them lightly.

one of your hands trailed back up, and slid between her legs, cupping her whole. Rosita tensed as she let out a slight gasp, “you’re playing with fire, baby.” she whispered.

“i want you.” you whispered back pleadingly. your lips were directly next to her ear, so you whimpered out, “i want you so bad.”

it seemed to be the breaking point for Rosita as she stood up and grabbed your hand to pull you up as well and drag you towards behind the building.

Rosita pushed you against the wall and trapped you in, her lips attaching to your neck. your jaw fell open with silent moans.

“what’s wrong with you? teasing me and touching me while i’m trying to work?” she hissed out at you in between kisses. you gasped, “need you, Rosita.”

“yeah?” she taunted, and you can tell she was at her limit with you. her hands worked on the button and zipper of your jeans and she pulled them down along with your underwear.

Rosita placed her fingers at your wet entrance, barely prodding her fingers inside of you. you whined, hips bucking up into her fingers, “please.”

she finally pushed her fingers inside of you and you let out an accidental loud moan. Rosita slapped her hand over your mouth, “do you want people to know what i’m doing to you back here? how i’m making you feel from just my fingers? you want everyone to see you with my fingers so deep inside of you?”

you felt your legs go weak at her words. your hand reached up to grab onto her shoulder as her fingers ruthlessly thrusted in and out of you. suddenly, her thumb reached up to run at your clit. you moaned into Rosita’s hand, eyes rolling back. 

deep inside of you, you felt the approaching orgasm. Rosita removed her hand from your mouth, “i’m close.” you whispered. as you said that, Rosita removed her fingers.

you whined again, and she smirked. “you really thought i was just going to let you cum? after what you did to me?” a scoff left her lips as she teasingly rubbed feather-light circles on your swollen clit.

Rosita leaned forward and sloppily connected your lips, slipping her fingers back into your hole. your hips jolted at the overstimulation and moaned into her mouth.

she resumed her fast, unrelenting pace on you. your juices ran down her finger as she repeatedly plunged them in and out of you. Rosita bit your lip and when you moaned out, she slipped her tongue inside, swallowing all of your moans.

the pleasure was overwhelming, and you were struggling to keep quiet. her fingers worked magic on you, she knew your body better than you did. she knew just what to do to make you go insane.

her fingers kept pushing in and out of you until you felt your orgasm approach once more. you whined into her mouth and squeezed your legs around her hand. your whines became louder the closer your orgasm got, but before it could hit you, Rosita removed her fingers again.

“Ro, please.” you cried out. “please, i’ll do anything. please baby, i want to cum. i want to cum for you.” you begged.

Rosita’s mouth opened in a smirk, “i didn’t even have to ask you to beg for me. you’re so fucking needy, aren’t you?”

you nodded into her neck, breathing heavily. “okay, i’ll give you what you want. but only because you’re being so good for me.”

Rosita entered her fingers into you once more and you moaned out, gripping onto her shoulders for balance. the squelching sound filled your ears as she moved her fingers at a fast pace.

her thumb rubbed at your puffy clit simultaneously again, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

your legs tensed and you squeezed them together as you felt the feeling rise in your core. “close?” she asked in a whisper. you nodded, gasping when she moved her fingers even faster.

your orgasm came closer and closer until it hit you like a truck. before you could scream out, Rosita slammed her lips against yours to swallow your pretty sounds. her fingers fucked you through your orgasm until your legs became shaky from the powerful feeling.

“so good for me.” Rosita whispered against your lips. “don’t tease me while i’m trying to work again, yeah?” she asked with a small chuckle.

“if you’re gonna fuck me like that? i don’t know…” you trailed off teasingly. she raised her eyebrows, “oh you’re such a little shit.” she mumbled, pushing you against the wall again and shutting you up with a kiss.

[stylessupremacy]

Idea from @vrittivsanghavi

Enjoy the Friday night smut 😮‍💨🫶🏼

-

Y/n had been a needy brat all day today.

It all started yesterday - she wanted to be touched and pleased on the plane, but Harry told she had to wait.

“Only good girls who wait will get touched and get to feel good.”

When they got off the plane and headed to their private villa, Y/n expected that Harry was going to it then.

But oh was she so wrong. If only she knew what Harry had up his sleeve for the red carpet premier of “Don’t Worry Darling.”

-

“Darling can you come ‘ere for a second?” Harry beckoned Y/n over as she came out from the bathroom from finishing her hair and make up.

Harry took her by the hands and guided her to sit on his lap.

“Remember how you told me you wanted to be touched?” She nodded, remembering what she requested on the plane.

“Well I got a little something I want to try.” He pulled out a small metal rocket - almost like a tampon.

“Do y’know what this is?” Y/n shook her head taking in the object that layed between his fingers.

Harry turned it on with a click of a button.

Y/n’s eyes widen as she realized it vibrated. “You know where this goes, darling?”

Y/n shook her head, “In your pretty, delicious, cunt.”

“Oh,” Y/n stammered. Did Harry really want her to wear this during the premier?

Harry sniggered, “I think we should test it out tonight.”

Harry patted his leg, “Come over m’lap, sweetheart.”

“So wet for m’already? Always aching for my cock huh?”

Y/n whimpered as Harry pumped his fingers in and out of her. The sensation making a small knot in her stomach.

Once she was lubed up a bit from her arousal, Harry inserted the device.

“O-oh,” Y/n whispered, the device was cold and uncomfortable.

“How does that feel?”

“Go-good,” Y/n sat up from his lap. Adjusting to the toy inside her.

“Now all daddy has to do is turn it on in a push of a button,” Harry uttered. “Daddy has full control for the night.”

“Ye- yes sir.”

-

Harry had toyed with her all night. Turning it on as she went to walk away or in the midst of taking pictures.

Y/n whimpered quietly in the middle of taking pictures with Harry. “What’s wrong, darling?”

Y/n just pouted her eyes hoping Harry would get the hint.

“You- you turned it on again.”

“Well of course I did. Daddy’s in charge tonight, love.”

After that incident Harry stopped, letting Y/n regain her composure - well at least until the movie premier.

He was having too much fun watching her.

Y/n was thankful as she sat down. The knot in her stomach died down and she was actually able to focus.

Y/n cuddled into Harry as best she could - considering their was an arm divider.

A little bit into the movie, Harry decided to turn on her vibrator - the movie being so loud you couldn’t hear it.

Her grip on his hand tightened, a small smile forming on Harry’s face.

Y/n shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

“What’s wrong?” Harry whispered looking over at her. “I- Harry, please.”

Tears were brimming her eyes. The knot in her stomach becoming too much and she really needed Harry inside of her.

Her panties were soaked to hell and back.

“If you can make it through the movie, I’ll treat y’tonight in bed. You’ve been such a good girl for me.”

“Always m’good girl. Have been for six years.” Harry muttered.

His warm lips left a comforting kiss on the back of her hand. The vibratory turning off in a instant, never to be used again for the rest of the night.

[fordohyon]

hello dear!! I want to request a junghoon imagine please! (Write it when you’re finished your other request its okay💕) when you enter the practice room and find him dancing/exercising as you’re bf? Like a clingy bf stuff kiss and hugs🥹🥹🩵🩵( i hope you get it💕 ) thank youuu!!

I hope you’ve been amazing dear 💗🙌

ofcc, sorry that this took me so long to do 😞 i promise ill do better with posting and writing 🤞 ive just been procrastinating a lot 😢😢

PAIRING - JUNGHOON(xikers) x Reader

TAGS - fluff, just fluff. Nothing else but fluff

WARNING(S) - NOT PROOFREAD maybe a bit out of character for him, but idkkkk

WC - 289 (just a super short drabble 🥲 I swear I’ll make a 1k+ wc fix for him 🫡)

A/N - this request is long overdue 🥲🥲 ill be doing more fics for hoonie tho!! - me thinks he's the type to call you babe and honey, I'm very serious about this!! If he were to use a pet name it'd be babe or honey!!! 💯 might post a sumin fic tomorrow or the next day!! I'm almost done 😮‍💨

Entering the practice room your boyfriend was using was a bit bizarre, it's not like you've never seen him dancing or exercising, you just wanted to accompany him while his members were out of the country for a while. The moment you came into the room you didn't go unnoticed, watching him dance for a bit, "Junghoon...?" You let out, voice barely audible.

"Y/N, What's the occasion? I'm not complaining or anything, it's just that you don't usually come into the practice rooms, even when I'm inside..." That's something you don't think he'd even notice, what an attentive boyfriend he is. "I... uhm just came to accompany you! I thought you would have felt a bit lonely during these times is all!" You meekly say before approaching Junghoon and wiping his sweat off with your handkerchief.

Junghoon isn't one to usually cling to you but today seems to be the opposite of that. "Babe... Can we just sit down? Wanna hug you.” He groans, sitting down on the floor. “Missed you, a lot hoonie…” Kissing his cheek as he cuddles you, “I missed you too, honey, though it’s only been 2 days since we last saw each other.” Kissing you again, this time you can feel him smile in between the kisses. “Too long, Couldn’t hug and kiss you then..!” His head sinks onto your shoulder. Goggling at him for a few minutes, you just can’t believe you have the cutest boyfriend ever.

Especially when he’s needy. “Honey, want you to kiss me… actually,” He says before plummeting kisses all over your face. He’s not one to do these but visiting him more often seems to brood your mind. “I love you, Junghoon.”

“I love you too, Y/N”

[non-stop-imagines]

Meeraaaaaa first, I genuinely hope that you’re doing good 🖤 second, I am so excited for the following wips! and third, along with that can you share a lil snippet or teaser of the one that’ll be for Mr Ricciardo? That man does things to me😶‍🌫️

Hiiiiii! I'm doing good even though this week kinda kicked my butt! It's Friday tho 🥳🥳!

Anyhoo, let's get to the good stuff. Here is the first portion of the yet to be named Daniel fic. It took me a while to answer this (sorry 😬) only because I was still trying to figure out how I was going to structure it but now I think I got it (and the Carlos one too;even though that one is still going through modifications). Damn, I talk too much 😮‍💨😮‍💨, anyway here it is. 😘😘 (and I'll give y'all the header again too cause I love it 🩵 also this is not edited at all sooo... 🧍🏿‍♀️)

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"Now, tell me again why we are doing this?" You sit to tie your tan and white Jordan 1's, Daniel's hands soon replacing yours in the process, finishing the jobs for you on one foot and then beckoning for the other foot, which you give.

"I'm leaving tomorrow for Faenza for 2 weeks, so I made sure I left today fully open and I continuously reminded you to keep today clear, so we can spend the day together." He smiles briefly up at you then finishes tying before standing and, albeit unnecessarily, taking your hand to assist with you standing again. It was something he always did, but you knew why. Since getting married almost 2 years ago, he would grab your left hand to help you up, and you would always feel his thumb run over the ring on your finger, the sap.

"Aw, you mush. You're so freaking cute, you know that?" You purposefully use your left hand to squeeze his cheeks. You loved the sight before you, manicured hands and shiny wedding ring wrapped around the scruffy, goofily smiling face of your husband, surprised his pupils weren't in the shape of hearts with how he was looking at you. You were going to bring his face in for a kiss, but instead his arms reach behind you to grip your ass pulling you in for a kiss, your arm trapped between you two and hand still on his face. As squeeze from Daniel's hand is ended the kiss, you shocked from the sensation.

"Boy, you always have your hands on my butt." You swat at him so he could let you go and you could go and grab a few more items before you left.

"Because, we're married now. That's our butt." He smacks it as you walk by and then head to the kitchen prepare your guys' matching water bottles for the day.

"When you say all day, you mean all day. You only fill our waters when we won't be home for hours." You take your cup and take a sip from your straw as you walk out the door, which Daniel opened for you and straggled behind to lock before jogging to open the car door for you.

"Need to stay hydrated. We're also getting coffee, and you know it makes you feel anxious unless you drink water as well." He makes sure you're in the car before closing the door and jogging to his side and climbing in. At first he doesn't start the car. He just looks at you as you file through your purse to make sure you had everything, a soft, dazed look in his eyes and a matching grin on his lips, but when you look at him it was like a switch flipped on behind his eyes, brightening both them and his smile. "Let's go have some fun."

[cookiesupplier]

A request based off of this tiktok 😮‍💨 /// doesn’t matter which guy

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8P3mwxq/

You guys go for a ride on his bike but seeing him drive turns you on

I had to go with Folio for this!

I hope you come back to find it again anon, and enjoy it!

~~

Fuck, she loved seeing him wearing his leather jacket and ready to ride. She would say she loved riding with him just as much but it always made her a little nervous at the same time. Okay that was a lie, it terrified her actually. It took her years to learn how to ride a bike as a kid and to be honest she had never been confident in it, she still wasn’t. Didn’t like getting on one on her own, and didn’t to this day. When she admitted that to her boyfriend though, he hadn’t laughed at her, he had smiled. It wasn’t a smile that suggested he was making fun of her, it was the smile that she loved, that smile made her want to cup his cheeks in her hands and press his face together and kiss him until he couldn’t breath when he told her it would be okay.

She would be okay. He was going to be driving the motorbike and he wouldn’t let anything happen to her. 

Oh, she knew he’d had an accident before, and sure, anyone would think that would make her fear even worse, but it didn’t, it actually helped, because it told her he knew exactly what not to do. Especially when she was going to be riding with him now.

Folio had been planning to take her out for a ride for awhile now, and whether it was because of her nerves, or because of the tour planning, band practices, and studio recording taking up so much time, it just never seemed to happen, until today. They’d agreed to meet up for coffee after he spent the morning in the studio with the guys, what she hadn’t realised was when he said he’d give her a ride home, he’d meant on his bike, and not in a car, and leaving the cafe, she saw his motorbike on the curb and instantly, a shudder ran down her spine.

Just watching him reach for his leather jacket to pull it on had her pausing a little. Folio glancing back to her, maybe misinterpreting her hesitation,

“Baby, if you don’t want to ride, we can call a cab?”

Her eyes flew to his instantly, hoping he didn’t see the way her thighs pressed together a little as he finished doing up his jacket. Swallowing,

“No, its alright, you promised me a ride remember, thought I don’t have a jacket?”

His smile was bright then, as he reached for the back of his bike where he kept the spare helmet and brought out the jacket he’d also gotten her, along with the riding gloves,

“For you, Baby.”

Despite the fact she was nervous, and no matter how excited she was, she absolutely still was so very nervous about getting on that bike. She knew he could tell with the way he pressed his lips to her cheek when he held up the jacket to help her put it on, one arm at a time. Once it was settled on, and zipped up carefully, Y/N pulled on the gloves carefully, and then watched as Folio climbed onto the motorbike, and just like that, her mouth was dry.

Fuck. She always did love seeing him on his bike.

Honestly it was the main reason why she wanted to ride with him. As it was, she was so distracted by the way she looked at him, she almost completely missed the way he was looking at her right now as she prepared to pull on the helmet. “Look at you, my gorgeous little bad ass of a girlfriend.” The smile on his lips wasn’t remotely taunting either despite the fact that he knew how she felt about riding bikes, no, it was nothing but sweet, his tone fond and all kinds of delighted that she was joining him. Folio was so far gone on her that it felt like there wasn’t a single thing she could do that would put him off of her at this point, even her worst moment and he wouldn’t care. She was right here, trusting him, despite knowing he’d already gone down on his bike once. “Only you get on, hold on to me as tight as you like, okay?” Nodding, once her helmet was on, he helped her onto the bike behind him and pulled his helmet on too. Knowing how nervous she was, Folio pulled her arms around his middle. Holding onto him tight, her knees against his thighs, her chest against his back, letting his warmth wash over her body with the way she pressed right against him as she is.. And they were off. The power of the bike, the power of him thrummed through her, and everything she felt before just watching him get ready to ride was just magnified now. Y/N knew she needed to keep her hands to herself though, not distract Folio, her boyfriend was the in front riding, controlling the bike, not wanting to wreck them and all…

Y/N presses her hand’s flat to his middle, holding onto him tightly as they pull up to a set of lightly and they relax a little. She almost moaned as she breathed in and caught Folio’s aftershave and mixed with the rumble of the motorcycle engine between her legs, her body pressed right up against his, she could feel her thighs, her pussy clench so tightly.

Distraction, she needed a distraction, and she found it in her boyfriend’s jacket. Before she did something stupid like cause him to run the bike off the road, her fingers were running lightly down the zipper of the jacket lightly, that was alright, wasn’t it? It wasn’t a problem? Just down, and up, and back down again.. 

Of course, then her hand moves to his thighs without thinking, rubbing against his pants, her chin resting on his shoulder as her chest pressed right up against his back, thighs squeezing around his hips.. And she heard it..

A low groan muffled through his motorcycle helmet…

“Y/N, wait till we get back to your apartment Baby.”

Okay, so maybe she was the distraction.

[studentbyday]

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

i couldn't fall asleep early enough last night and i need at least 8h so i let myself wake up at 9. i felt like i could've done more if i could've just focused instead of productively procrastinating on my phone (there were some career-related stuff i wanted to check out...and it turned into a rabbithole).

finished biochem slides from yesterday + maybe around half of the slides for today

worked on biochem hw

finished mol bio slides from yesterday + today

finished half of 2/3 psyc ch (ngl it's kinda boring me to death, i can't wait for the actual science. but reading 1 paragraph and then taking notes on it seems to make things less boring/feel faster than reading a whole lot and then taking notes on it)

also i just counted...assuming i won't be able to work on cs50 on the weekdays, i have 16 weekends or 32 days left to complete it...and if i don't i have to start over again 🥺 i hope that won't happen but you never know...

[ellecdc]

every single remus version you have written so far is about to catch these hands cause wtf.

I MEAN COME ON JUST FUCKING BE HAPPY ITS NOT THAT HARD??

anyways loved the new chap and i love rem being a stupid fucken doofus AND SIRIUS PUTTING HIM IN HIS PLACE YES BABY

also i feel as though amelia is gonna be a big fucking problem for my whim baby. i swear if she hurts her im going to riot. pitch forks and torches.

i want more sirius putting people in their places (shit is hot 🤭🤭) hoping it’s amelia next🫣

(i do feel a little bad though, it’s either she’s going to be a problem or she’s going to be extremely hurt AND I DONT LIKE SEEING GIRLS HURT NO NO)

anyways i think the reason why your stories work so well is because you mesh ALL the characters into the story, it’s never just r and said character ITS A WHOLE PRODUCTION AND A HALF👏👏

ohhh i can’t wait for the angst between james, sirius, and rem and then heart wrenching angst between rem and my whimsical baby😮‍💨😮‍💨

(also a little note i saw u post abt the drink snob: if you are willing to finish the story (which is fully up to you, no one can force you to do anything) i think you can start it off with r finally starting work in the restaurant! i think the interview process with rem’s parents would be so cute, while she learns stuff abt him cuz his mom is adorable and won’t stop talking abt her kids (all of them) maybe she gets a little peak -fully accidental- abt what it is rem and the little gang is actually doing. just a few ideas for you lovely, it’s all up to you and what you feel comfortable in doing! 🫶💗)

YES YES YES THERE YOU ARE - everytime I post a new chapter/piece I literally sit at the computer like:

….waiting to see what frostooo has to say 💃🏻

I know rem is such a dumb dumb it was getting hard to write cuz he was pissing me off so much (even tho it’s my own damn fault??)

I was like, okay, someone’s gotta humble this man, and who better than my fellow November Scorpio??????

I think someone needs to look at Amelia and be like “………babes…..why u letting this mans treat you like this????………….be better” like which friends of hers are letting her hopelessly pine over this dumpster fire of a man rn???? Bad friends, she needs new friends.

Also, I’m the kind of person who like, the thing I’m most proud of/what I brag about to people is my relationships. Like my relationship with my friends I’ve known since I was 4, being an aunt & godmama like these things are the coolest thing about me so I wouldn’t be who I am without my friends AND THATS HOW OUR BABIES ARE?!?!? Sirius is who he is cuz of his friends, and James, and Remus etc etc - they are integral to the story because they’re integral to the characters!!!

I’m going to mood board about drink snob - usually I have an idea of how I want a story to end before I write it (I knew the ending of CBBH and of AMWAP before I knew what happened in the middle), so it feels weird to write without a plan. (Omg, a plan, I sound like Remus)

Okay bye love you drink lots of water today 🫶

[gyusimp]

It's been a stressful week 😮‍💨 could you do nsfw headcanon reactions to the reader teasing Gyutaro?

Hope you're doing well yourself 💕

°•Teasing Gyutaro Headcanons (NSFW)•°

⚠️Some insults/minors DON'T interact⚠️

Both of you two were gasping, your bodies were naked and sticky with sweat. Gyutaro was laying next to you with his eyes closed and his mouth open trying to return his breathing to normal.

You had enough of your boyfriend but you wanted more. It happened sometimes, you had a very hot night with him and if you still feeling horny you was wainting for more love from Gyutaro but he just turned his back on you and let you know that that was all for today.

This wasn't fair, you was feeling so horny after all and you wanted more, this make you thought "Aren't demons as unstoppable as they say they are?"

You waited a few minutes and then you got up and went to Gyutaro and straddled him. "I think I'm a little disappointed. All those things seem like they were just rumors." You said to him, Gyutaro looked at you confused. "What the fuck are you talking about?."

You began to play with his hair, you took his green curls between your fingers in a seductive way and you spoke with a sweet and disappointed tone but very provocative for him. "About you demons" you answered "Everybody say that you never get tired and your physical resistance is unlimited but, it seems that you are an exception I guess." Gyutaro was starting to get irritated with your comments.

"I thought we could continue having fun but whenever we finish, you turn your back on me like now and I end up falling asleep, but it's because you get tired very quickly, right? I wish you were as resistance as other demons, anyone would think that cause you are an Upper Moon but i think i was wrong."

You could see Gyutaro's displeased and angry face as you spoke. In fact, he wanted to and more importantly, he could fuck you like no one in the world could but, you were a human and he knew that you didn't have the same strength and resistance as him so he just finished after 1 round to respect your limit but now, you were destroying his patience and his consideration.

Gyutaro sat up, in a quick move, switched places with you and plunged one of his sickles into the ground above your neck, pinning you beneath him. "You are a stupid and ungrateful brat. Did you really think I was tired?" his voice tone was dark and annoyed but then he let out a wry laugh as if he was having too much fun. "I made sure not to try too hard so I wouldn't break your pathetic weak body, you don't know what I'm capable of. I could kill you with pleasure, literally" this turned you on instead of scaring you to be honest. You smiled at him in a lewd way and slowly oppened your own legs for him. "You're such a whore, babe" he told you as he laughed, you had no idea what you were asking for. "Just tell me when it hurts."

Afer a parcial exams week, all i need is Gyutaro in this mood 😭 hope you like it sweetheart, it was made with so much love for you 💖

[tonyspank]

Dang I just read the second part of She and let me tell you Tony… you need to 51-50 my ass because why do I legitimately want a psychopath like Jenna. No scratch that I want it to be specifically Jenna (or Love😗).

I’m just saying Joe could have had it all if he wasn’t the kinda mf that was obsessed with damsels in distress. Speaking of how he could have had it all… would you ever consider writing for Love? I’m not into Joe and I swear every Love fanfic I’ve ever seen is a love triangle that includes Joe.

Lowkey thought that there was gonna be some smut with Love in pt 2 of She, I was like ooo damn Tony really prepared us a meal today huh.

Oh or like could you write a small smut drabble with Love that takes place in an alternate ‘She’ universe? A different take on what happens when Jenna and R were invited to dinner, maybe they wanna drink wine but there is none so R and Love decide to go on a quick run to get some then there’s car smut ? 😮‍💨 idk I’m just throwing random ideas out here rn

THANK YOU FOR THE UPDATE HOPE YOURE HAVING A GOOD DAY

or love 😏😏

fr! one thing that pissed me off about joe is how much he hated love after s2, like bro she’s literally a copy of u??

i have an old draft of a love quinn x g!p reader story, never finished it bc i wasn’t sure who would even read it

i didn’t wanna go too far yk! tbh it’s hard trying to balance happiness between my tumblr readers and my wattpad readers. like most of tumblr wanted the 3some scene for get me and all of wattpad hated it!

idk i just felt as if i just strictly made it jenna then nobody would hate it, but wp ended up hating how r left to london w jenna and wanted jenna to be killed off 2 😭

OMG???? i might actually write this 🤭

THANK YOU !! I HOPE UR HAVING A WONDERFUL DAY YOURSELF

[moonkissedmeli]

First of all I want to say I hope your return to the office is easy going!

I'll share some strangeness in my life from today with no expectation, just wish to share an interesting (I hope) read :)

This morning sometime between 3:15 and 3:40 AM I got up to use the bathroom, I glanced at my phone to judge if it was feasible to go back to sleep or not and was happy to see it was. I finished my business and went back to my room

(just for a little clarification on the next part, my bed is in a corner, and I sleep on the wall side making it nearly impossible not to wake up my partner when I get up)

As I made my way back to bed, I noticed how extra-dark my room was and it caused me to pause briefly...the neighbors porch light across the street usually lets in a soft glow, but I guessed they turned it off or something. Satisfied with this, I went for the bed again, the familiarity of the space makes it easy to do so in low or no light; I ran into a solid resistance, and it caused me to yelp calling out my partner's name,

"oh! I didn't know you were up sorry!" And they say from the bed, awake from my leaving a few minutes earlier "What? I'm in bed?"

I reached out before trying again and nearly fell forward, nothing was there.

I kinda just sighed, I had this happen to me once before, years earlier while walking around the downtown space of my city, and besides surprising, it was benign then, and seemed to be the case now.

Now the last part that left my stomach in a little twist was that when I glanced at my phone again before getting back into bed it said 3:40...there was no way it took me 25 minutes to use the bathroom how I used it, and the time it took me to get back to bed. The pause I took at the door was no longer than what I perceived as 30 seconds +/- ... maybe I fell asleep while in the bathroom, it's uncharacteristic but not unheard of for me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

So yeah, running into something that wasn't there and possible missing time. Sounds like a normal Tuesday 😮‍💨

Have a wonderful and productive week, I hope it is kind and soft!

-Mani

MANI, you really came through with the spooky story for me today. I love hearing about this stuff!

That is a totally strange experience, I haven't heard too many stories of people experiencing a physical resistance. That is incredible. What/who(?) do you think it is, if anything?

The time lapse is really really strange - have you experienced that before??

I HOPE YOU ALSO HAVE A BEAUTIFUL KIND WEEK AHEAD <3 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING THIS WITH ME!