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[buildingcoffins]

ask game:

🥀 : what song breaks your heart

⚰️ : which dead celebrity means the most to you

🚬 : what are your vices

🔮 : do you believe in the occult

🪦: do you wanna be cremated or buried

🎱 : what’s your favourite drug

🩻 : have you ever broken a bone

🫁 : what’s your favourite internal organ

🏚️ : where do you feel most at home

🛒 : what do you carry with you always

🌘 : what’s your favourite moon phase

🧿 : do you believe in luck

👽 : do you believe in aliens

[dirtylittlecubbs]

❥ Pairing ➳ Boyfriend!Jisung x Afab!Reader

❥ Genre ➳ Smut

❥ Word Count ➳ 1K

❥ Warnings ➳ Top!Jisung, Bottom!Reader, P in v sex, Unprotected sex (wrap it up before you tap it up) porn without plot, 2min mention because it's me, proof read only once so if you see any mistakes -no you don't- I wrote something and finished it yay me

“F-fuc-hmmph” Your moans are cut short by Jisung covering your mouth with his hand. “Shh baby. I told you we need to be quiet.” he whispers, hot breath ghosting over your ear. You can only groan into his palm. Your own hands squeeze helplessly at his sides, nails digging into his golden skin. There will definitely be marks later. 

You're laying on top of Jisung, back pressed to his chest as he fucks into you. Your body is secured in place by his toned arm wrapped around your middle. Jisung had been frequenting the Gym with Chan & Changbin recently and it was obvious he was bulking up again, much to your absolute delight. His broadened shoulders and thick arms had arousal pooling in your stomach every time you laid eyes on him. It only adds to your desire to have your boyfriend manhandle you every which way. 

Your body bounces with every thrust of Jisung's hips, his cock hitting that spongy spot inside you with impressive, mind numbing accuracy. As much as you want to be quiet, knowing your roommate Seungmin wouldn’t appreciate having to listen to you fall apart on your boyfriend's cock, you can't help the whines and moans that fall from your lips as pleasure rushes through you in waves. It feels so good. 

“I-I know baby, I know,” Jisung shushes, all too receptive to your cries of ecstasy. “You like having my cock inside you, yeah?” Jisung prods, his words teasing but you're far too gone to care. You try to nod as best you can against his shoulder to answer. Jisung chuckles, continuing his onslaught of dirty whispers in that low, grainy tone of voice that makes you keen. 

“Fuck baby- You're so t-tight. Feel so good around me-hngh” Jisung himself isn't faring much better. The feeling of your warm pussy wrapped around his length, the deliciously wet slide of your walls around him has him inching closer to the edge already. “Missed fucking this tight hole of yours.” Jisung grunts, placing hot kisses along the side of your neck. “I missed my baby soo-ah! So fucking much. My pretty baby-fuck!” He rambles on. He grabs your chin and turns your head to the side so he can press your lips together. 

The kiss is wet, and messy and you try your best to reciprocate Jisung's intensity, his desperation to taste you but your mind is practically seeping out of your ears. All it knows is Jisung's name and the feeling of his dick inside you. You can feel your high drawing near, the pleasure circling through your body and collecting in your gut. You're so fucking close. 

Suddenly, Jisung stops moving, hips coming to a halt. You might actually start crying. You were so, so close. You're about to whine, call out his name, question why he stopped but before you can even make a sound, Jisung covers your mouth with his palm again and plants his feet onto the mattress for seemingly better leverage. He takes his hand that's wrapped around your middle and brings it down to your clit instead. 

Without warning, he starts fucking into you harder and faster, drawing figure eights on your clit so fast you go cross eyed. Your moans get louder, the sound barely muffled by Jisung's hand. You feel the tightening of your gut as your orgasm approaches but it gets to you way faster than you were expecting.

You practically scream into Jisung's palm, your body jerking violently in his hold as your orgasm rages through you. Jisung doesn't stop fucking up into you either, chasing his own high, causing you to whine from overstimulation. It only takes a few more thrusts and your walls tightening around his cock for him to also fall over the edge, hips stiffening as he cums inside you.

He bites onto your shoulder to try and stifle the moan erupting from his throat, it does very little to silence him. You cry out at the feeling, the slight pain sending blissful shocks of arousal straight to your pussy. It's been a while since either of you came that hard. 

Jisung's hand slips from over your mouth and your bodies flops onto the bed. You're still on top of him, his arms wrapped around you, holding you in place. The both of you lay there for a moment, panting softly. It takes a minute for you to find yourself but when you do you finally break the silence. “Do you think we were quiet enough?” you ask breathlessly. Jisung laughs, albeit weakly. “Probably not but I don't think it matters anymore.” He replies, running his hands along your torso absentmindedly. The touch is gentle, soothing. 

“Why is that?” you question, shifting to adjust yourself on top of Jisung. The movement causes Jisung's dick to slide out of you, eliciting a groan from the both of you. “Mmph-Listen,” Jisung mumbles, pointing to the wall behind your heads. You stretch your ears, trying your best to listen for whatever it is Jisung wants you to hear. After a brief moment you hear it, soft gasps and moans coming from beyond your bedroom wall. A laugh escapes you at the sounds, breathy and full of disbelief. 

“Seems Seungminnie had plans of his own tonight.” you giggle, making Jisung giggle in turn. “Who do you think he brought over?” Jisung asks but before you can provide your guess, a muffled ‘Fuck- Minho-Hyung!’ rings through the apartment, answering Jisung's question. You stare at each other for a second, eyes wide with surprise before bursting out laughing. “There's your answer.” you laugh, rolling off Jisung and onto the mattress. “I'll get us cleaned up.” Jisung chuckles, getting up and heading to the bathroom. You hum in response, resting your head on your hands and sinking further into the duvet while you wait for him to come back. 

【Tagging】 : @skzms @bbyquokka @hanjibug @moonjxsung @kaciidubs @brownsugarbaybee

© dirtylittlecubbs 2024 | Do not copy, repost, or translate any of my works onto other platforms without my permission

[dandeleon]

urapocere 💙❄️

-> fan mv i based this heavily off of + english translation <-

->my adipocere animation<-

[carcass-soldier]

Has this been done yet.

[nicolegendary]

WHY does he look so fucking GOOD. for what reason. if this is what he's gonna look like for all of s8 it's fucking over for me, I'm cooked.

[huensito]

all this anger was once l❀ve

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⑦. 🍁 𒍭 ✿𖩯

[buildingcoffins]

people keep waiting for me to get better, how do i explain i’m not gonna?

[dirtylittlecubbs]

⚠️ - Slight dirty talk, mostly just suggestive

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𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

[rqmax]

Happy Disability Pride Month

Yeah i count Tranabled people too ^^

Happy Pride for:

The ones we lost

Beings with Sensory Disabilities

Beings with Psychiatric Disabilities

Beings with Invisible and Undiagnosed Disabilities

Beings with Neurodiverse Disabilities

Beings with Physical Disabilities

And also to:

Beings with Transabilities

Beings with Sensory Transabilities

Beings with Psychiatric Transabilities

Beings with Xenic Transabilities

Beings with Neurodiverse Transabilities

Beings with Addictive Transabilities

Beings with Multi Transabilities

Beings with Changing Transabilities

Happy Pride for EVERYONE

*~Max

[florestalio]

guys, i'm begging you people — if you see any mistakes in the writing — no matter how tiny it is — please let the author know. the reason i'm saying this, is because i personally am a lazy writer... more often than not i don't proofread. i often read my fics and i notice mistakes, — especially since my first language isn't english — which i try to correct, but — once a fic has been percieved by a lot of people previously, it becomes kinda embarrassing to correct those mistakes. so please, let the author know — trust me, we won't get mad, we will actually be super grateful if you do so.

[shotatsuki]

Coward adult that constantly overthinks about their actions X Weird kid that constantly want's to be groomed by them (Bonus if they are hella clingy and possesive about said adult)

Reblog if you agree

[spitdrunken]

do u think bill would maybe enjoy. umm. sex. if he was being hurt during it? specifically him fucking someone (me, preferably) while getting bitten like to the point of blood? or getting scratched really hard like tearing skin. sorry i try to limit myself to one ask/request per blog but your bill content is so yummy

notes: masochism, blood, unreality (!!!)

pleaaaase don't worry please spam me with asks HAHAHA your mind is incredible and i wanna ramble abt this guy rn so i am!! only happy to receive this!! <33 brainrot real

to answer your question, i haven't thought about this before BUT i think it

ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT. That's enough out of you, nerd. What's better than an answer straight from the source, huh? Maybe stop desperately wishing for the manifestation of an idea if you don't want it to appear! You're all like a pack of werewolves foaming at the mouth, gathered around a slab of meat over here! I'm flattered, I really am! You've got good taste! (You can't see it, but I'm winking at you!)

Anyway, the point is... I can enjoy some good old meatslapping just fine, as long as the other person makes it worth the whole hassle! (And we have yet to see about that!!) Either way, the pain would be a plus, nothing like being covered in your own blood! But unless you're ready to take out a knife and start carving away, I'm not sure yet if it's worth my time. Hint hint.

Love and fear are neighbors in the brain, but so are pain and pleasure. The last guy I tortured seems to disagree, though!

[buildingcoffins]

decided to get a lobotomy so that i can experience watching the x-files for the first time again

[dirtylittlecubbs]

❥ Pairing ➳ Best friend!Seungmin x Fem!Reader

❥ Genre ➳ Smut

❥ Word Count ➳ 1K

❥ Warnings ➳ Pervert!Seungmin, panty stealing, invasion of privacy but that's a given with pervert au's, Seungmin is down bad and a little obsessed but we'll let it slide cause Reader kind of is too

Seungmin was frozen in place on the floor beside your bed. His knees were beginning to ache from the position but he couldn't move. The warm forest green cover of the book slipping out from under your mattress stared back at him, rooting him in place. The word “𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑦” written in gold cursive along the spine echoed in his brain.

He should get up and leave. He shouldn't stay in your room any longer. He had what he'd come for. The soft linen underwear from your dirty laundry hamper safely tucked away in the pocket of his jeans. He couldn't read your diary. That would be too much. (As if stealing your underwear wasn't already bad in itself) He just couldn't invade even more of your privacy like that.

The thought of how you'd react if you came back from the mall and found him on your bedroom floor, your diary in his hands made his stomach churn. You'd be angry no doubt and he'd have to explain why he was in your room to begin with. The thought of having to confess he's the reason your underwear has been disappearing and reappearing made him want to throw up with guilt.

Seungmin's fingers were beginning to itch, they burned with the desire to feel the hardcover of the book, to trace along the roses indented into it. He wonders for a moment if it'd smell like you. The design was just like you, you loved flowers, especially roses. Of course you'd choose a book so perfect for you to write your most precious thoughts in. Did you write about him? Seungmin wonders. If you did, what did you say? What do you think of him? Did you like him? Did you secretly hate his guts?

He needed to know.

Seungmin reaches out for the book and yanks it from underneath your mattress. He scrambles to his feet and runs to hide in your guys’ shared bathroom. He locks the door behind him and drops to the floor right in front of the door. His breathing quickens as he stares down at the embroidered green cover, gold flecks placed here and there along the edges & inside the indented roses.

With shaky hands he opens to the first page. It seems you'd only gotten the diary recently because you've been a little stressed and needed a way to vent about some thoughts you've been having. A pang of guilt rushes through Seungmin's heart.

The way you write is so endearing to Seungmin. You write as though you were sharing your thoughts with someone, speaking to the diary and not just simply writing in a book. There's cute little doodles along the edges of the pages and what Seungmin assumes to be emoji's written in between your paragraphs. It's cute the way they're all drawn misshapen and some are even colored in with markers.

Seungmin can't help but be endeared, his love for you and your creativity growing even more. Adoration fills his heart while he reads each page. Up until this point you'd only written about Seungmin in passing. From what he can tell, you see him as a very cool, fun & caring friend. Seungmin would be lying if he said he wasn't a bit annoyed at the term “friend” being used to describe him, until he turned onto an entry that seemed to have been written only a few days ago.

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𝗍һᥙrsძᥲᥡ 23rძ ####

ᥱᥒ𝗍rᥡ ##

і ძ᥆ᥒ'𝗍 kᥒ᥆ᥕ ᥕһᥲ𝗍 𝗍᥆ ძ᥆. і𝗍 ᥴrᥱᥱ⍴ᥱძ ᥙ⍴ ᥆ᥒ mᥱ ᥲᥒძ і ძ᥆ᥒ'𝗍 kᥒ᥆ᥕ һ᥆ᥕ 𝗍᥆ 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣ ᥲᥒᥡm᥆rᥱ. і ძ᥆ᥒ'𝗍 kᥒ᥆ᥕ ᥕһᥱᥒ і𝗍 һᥲ⍴⍴ᥱᥒᥱძ ᥆r һ᥆ᥕ ᥆r ᥕһᥡ, і'᥎ᥱ ᥆ᥒᥣᥡ ᥱ᥎ᥱr sᥱᥱᥒ һіm ᥲs ᥲ g᥆᥆ძ 𝖿rіᥱᥒძ. ᥲ ᥴᥣ᥆sᥱ ᥆ᥒᥱ ᥱ᥎ᥱᥒ. і ძ᥆ᥒ'𝗍 kᥒ᥆ᥕ ᥕһᥲ𝗍 һᥲ⍴⍴ᥱᥒᥱძ.

𝗍һᥱsᥱ 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣіᥒgs і'm gᥱ𝗍𝗍іᥒg, і'm s᥆ һ᥆rᥒᥡ 𝖿᥆r һіm ᥲᥒძ і һᥲ᥎ᥱ ᥒ᥆ іძᥱᥲ ᥕһᥱrᥱ і𝗍 ᥴᥲmᥱ 𝖿r᥆m. 𝗍һᥱ 𝗍ᥱᥒsі᥆ᥒ ᑲᥱ𝗍ᥕᥱᥱᥒ ᥙs іs s᥆ 𝗍һіᥴk, 𝗍һᥱ ᥕᥲᥡ һᥱ 𝗍᥆ᥙᥴһᥱs mᥱ sᥱ𝗍s mᥡ ᑲᥣ᥆᥆ძ ᥆ᥒ 𝖿іrᥱ, і𝗍 ᥱ᥊ᥴі𝗍ᥱs mᥱ, і ᥴᥲᥒ'𝗍 һᥱᥣ⍴ ᑲᥙ𝗍 𝗍һіᥒk ᥕһᥲ𝗍 һᥱ'ᥣᥣ ძ᥆ ᥒᥱ᥊𝗍.

і𝖿 𝗍һᥱrᥱ ᥕᥱrᥱᥒ'𝗍 ⍴ᥱ᥆⍴ᥣᥱ ᥲr᥆ᥙᥒძ, ᥕ᥆ᥙᥣძ һᥱ ᑲᥱ ᑲ᥆ᥣძᥱr? ᥕ᥆ᥙᥣძ һіs 𝗍᥆ᥙᥴһᥱs ᑲᥱ m᥆rᥱ ძᥲrіᥒg? іᥒsіs𝗍ᥱᥒ𝗍?

ȷᥙs𝗍 sі𝗍𝗍іᥒg һᥱrᥱ ᥕrі𝗍іᥒg 𝗍һіs і ᥴᥲᥒ'𝗍 һᥱᥣ⍴ ᑲᥙ𝗍 𝗍һіᥒk ᥲᑲ᥆ᥙ𝗍 һіm 𝖿ᥙᥴkіᥒg mᥱ. һіm 𝗍ᥲkіᥒg mᥱ 𝖿r᥆m ᑲᥱһіᥒძ, ᑲᥙrіᥱძ s᥆ ძᥱᥱ⍴ іᥒsіძᥱ mᥱ 😩 і ᥴᥲᥒ'𝗍 s𝗍᥆⍴ 𝗍һіᥒkіᥒg ᥲᑲ᥆ᥙ𝗍 і𝗍 ᥲᥒძ і𝗍's s᥆ 𝖿rᥙs𝗍rᥲ𝗍іᥒg!

і ᥕᥲᥒ𝗍 𝗍᥆ rіძᥱ һіm, і ᥕᥲᥒ𝗍 һіm 𝗍᥆ s⍴ᥲᥒk mᥱ. і ᑲᥱ𝗍 һіs 𝖿іᥒgᥱrs ᥕ᥆ᥙᥣძ 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣ s᥆ g᥆᥆ძ іᥒsіძᥱ mᥱ. 𝗍һᥱᥡ'rᥱ ᥣ᥆ᥒgᥱr ᥲᥒძ 𝗍һіᥴkᥱr 𝗍һᥲᥒ mіᥒᥱ ᥲᥒძ ᥴ᥆ᥙᥣძ ⍴r᥆ᑲᥲᑲᥣᥡ rᥱᥲᥴһ ⍴ᥣᥲᥴᥱs іᥒ ᥒᥱ᥎ᥱr ᥴ᥆ᥙᥣძ.

і 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣ ᥲᥣm᥆s𝗍 ᑲᥲძ s𝗍іᥣᥣ 𝗍ᥲᥣkіᥒg 𝗍᥆ һіm ᥲs і𝖿 һᥱ's ȷᥙs𝗍 ᥲ 𝖿rіᥱᥒძ. һᥱ mᥲkᥱs mᥱ 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣ s᥆ g᥆᥆ძ ᥲᑲ᥆ᥙ𝗍 mᥡsᥱᥣ. і 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣ s᥆ gᥙіᥣ𝗍ᥡ һᥲ᥎іᥒg 𝗍һᥱsᥱ 𝗍һ᥆ᥙgһ𝗍s ᥲᑲ᥆ᥙ𝗍 һіm ᥕһᥱᥒ һᥱ ⍴r᥆ᑲᥲᑲᥣᥡ ძ᥆ᥱsᥒ'𝗍 ᥱ᥎ᥱᥒ sᥱᥱ mᥱ 𝗍һᥲ𝗍 ᥕᥲᥡ. ᑲᥙ𝗍 ᥒ᥆ ȷᥙs𝗍 ᥴᥲᥒ'𝗍 һᥱᥣ⍴ і𝗍!

ᥱ᥎ᥱᥒ ᥒ᥆ᥕ і'm s᥆ᥲkіᥒg 𝗍һr᥆ᥙgһ mᥡ ᥙᥒძᥱrᥕᥱᥲr ȷᥙs𝗍 𝗍һіᥒkіᥒg ᥲᑲ᥆ᥙ𝗍 һ᥆ᥕ ᑲіg һіs ძіᥴk ⍴r᥆ᑲᥲᑲᥣᥡ іs. һ᥆ᥕ і𝗍'ძ 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣ іᥒsіძᥱ mᥱ. і'm ᥴrᥲ᥎іᥒg і𝗍. ძ᥆ і s᥆ᥙᥒძ іᥒsᥲᥒᥱ? і s᥆ᥙᥒძ ᥆ᑲsᥱssᥱძ 😅 іs 𝗍һᥲ𝗍 ᑲᥲძ? 😕 і 𝖿ᥱᥱᥣ ᥣіkᥱ і'm ᥲᑲ᥆ᥙ𝗍 𝗍᥆ ᥱ᥊⍴ᥣ᥆ძᥱ 😬 ᥕһᥡ ᥲrᥱ ᥡ᥆ᥙ ᥲ𝖿𝖿ᥱᥴ𝗍іᥒg mᥱ s᥆ mᥙᥴһ kіm sᥱᥙᥒgmіᥒ??? 😫

ᥕrі𝗍𝗍ᥱᥒ ᑲᥡ Y/ᑎ ᒪ/ᑎ

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Seungmin’s vision is blurry. He feels faint. He can barely hear the thrumming of his own heart through the flood of blood that's rushed through his ears. You like him back. You like him. And you want him. You want him as much as he wants you. You crave him.

Seungmin is pulled out of his head by the sound of the living room door unlocking and opening. Shit. He quickly dives out of the bathroom and runs back over to your bed as quietly as possible, slipping the book back under the mattress exactly where and how he'd found it before slipping back into your shared bathroom and into his own room.

You open your bedroom door and enter, it's the same as you'd left it. Well…except for the underwear you apparently left sitting on the floor in the middle of your room. It probably fell out of your laundry in your hurry to leave this morning.

As you're reaching out to pick it up and throw it back in the hamper beside your dresser you jump at the sound of a yell coming from Seungmin's room. A very loud “Fuck!” breaching the thin walls of your shared apartment.

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@stayconnecteed @starlostastronaut @skzms @skzdarlings @kaciidubs @hanjibug

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Note: This was inspired by one of my lovely irl's Kimchi (my nickname for her) So y'all thank her for this👏🏼❤✨

© 143-hornycore 2024 | Do not copy, repost, or translate any of my works onto other platforms without my ppermission

[lifesteal-headcanons]

the squiddo virus is back ^_^

if they were to be subjected to an antivirus, it would be torture

see, there is still some good code in there- they wouldnt be able to function properly as a person if they were entirely composed of malware (i mean ive yet to see a computer virus play minecraft lol)

so an antivirus would of course try to preserve the good code and get rid of the bad

but the issue is that its been firmly injected into their code, and is now something they cant live without- so it would be impossible to remove without removing squiddo themselves

but for it to try would be actual torture, because it would feel like something was tearing them apart- this would also cause the potentially painful glitches due to instability

do not antivirus the squiddo!

-🦑⚠ anon

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