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tinybeetiny · 4 months ago

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What's you're favorite scary move?: K.Y

Smut | 18+ | MDI

Ghostface!YeosangXafab!Reader

Bro... tell me why this took me so long to write because I either kept getting flustered or I cringe... I'm still trying to get used to writing smut so when I'm writing certain parts I just fold into myself. But I hope you enjoy this! It's a little long but I love Yeosang so much that I felt he deserved it! Also please read the warnings and skip if anything makes you uncomfortable

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CW: some typical dumb scary movie MC decisions, slight non-con… like the TINIEST, knife mentioned a couple times, roleplay, unprotected sex(protection always), oral (m receiving), fingering, overstimulation, facefucking, degradation, cum eating from both???!!?!?, multiple orgasms (m&f), hair pulling, choking, multiple positions, squirting, if I missed something let me knowwwwww.

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“Hey Sangie. I um I picked something up today. I figured we could maybe try something new?” The flush of red exploded on your cheeks as you held up a Ghostface mask. Yeosang looked at you indifferently not knowing what to say. "Try something new? As in?" He asked you raising an eyebrow. He already knew exactly what you were talking about, he wanted to hear you say it. "Well, you know... like in bed?" You say quietly the blush reddening even more if that was possible. You bit your lip shyly looking over at him, he simply stares back unreadable.

Sex with Yeosang was sweet and loving but you yearned for something more, something rough. You knew he had it in him, he just needed a little…. Coaxing. Little did you know he’s been wanting to spice things up too, he was just scared he’d scare you off. You're usually not this flustered when talking about things in the bedroom but something about this feels wrong in such a beautifully dirty way. The thought of his hands around your neck or in your hair as he's buried so deep- "Sweetheart?" You break out of your daze when you hear Yeosang calling you "Hm?" your eyes widen slightly in embarrassment "I said whatever you want to do I'll try" His smile always brought on cuteness aggression.

You set the stage with Yeosang a little hesitant, not wanting to hurt you but you assured him you'll be alright. "If you don't feel comfortable Yeo it's okay! I really don't want you to be uncomfortable" you say putting your hand in his. He rubs the back of your hand with his thumb as he smiles "It's okay sweetheart, as long as we have a safe word it'll be okay"

The apartment was empty except for you. Yeosang had an emergency at the studio, something getting ready for their comeback and the album needed some touch-ups. He said it could take a while and to not wait up for him. Even though you were the only one here you felt another presence, like someone was watching you. The anxiety getting the best of you 'Maybe I just need to destress with a nice hot shower' You think as you turn the TV off and head to the bathroom. Your body instantly relaxes under the steamy water. The shower only seemed to help for a couple seconds because as soon as you stepped out you heard the tv turn back on. You check your phone seeing no messages from Yeosang. Wrapping the towel tighter around your body you go out to investigate.

The living room is empty when you enter, the only sound coming from the show that was playing. “Yeosang?” You call out, no answer. Furrowing your brow you pick up the remote and turn off the tv. Your heart jumps when your phone suddenly rings but you don’t recognize the number. You contemplate picking it up, maybe Yeosang is in trouble or maybe it’s just a spam call “hello?” “Who is this?” A deep voice responded on the other line “umm… you called me weirdo” you say rolling your eyes “oh well my mistake, while I have you on the phone why don’t we talk for a bit hm?” There’s a little quirk in his voice “I have a boyfriend aaaaandd I’m hanging up now” “WAIT” the voice yells “you better stop before I go get him” you threaten hoping it works “oh how are you going to do that when he’s not even home” you freeze, how does he know that “he left a hour ago?” “Who are you?” You ask as your heart starts racing “turn around and find out”

You jerk around when you hear a crash coming from the bedroom “Aren’t you going to see what that was?” “Who the fuck are you?” You felt nauseous now, of course this would happen when Yeosang isn't here. You thought about running but what if he was standing outside. What if there was more than one. What if they do something to Yeo. Thinking it’s better to comply your legs shakily move towards the room. Empty. You see the lamp Wooyoung found who knows where shattered on the ground. "I told you to turn around and find out" Your whole body freezes when you hear the floor creak behind you and your heart feels like it’s going to leap out of your chest right now.

His movements are fast and before you can even turn around his arms are wrapped around you trapping you in place. You thrash around trying to escape his tight embrace but your movements still when you feel cold steel press against your neck. "Please don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want" You please feeling tears gather in your eyes. You let out a few shaky breaths as he pulls you closer to his body "Anything?" He asks sounding a little excited and you can't help but squirm in his hold. 'He smells good, really good and he's very muscular' You stop your thoughts there, you shouldn't be thinking those thoughts right now. His one hand plays with the top of your towel, one pull and it could fall down completely. The other continues to hold the knife to your throat, not hard enough to draw any blood but enough for you to know it's there. "Please, I'll cooperate. Just don't kill me" You let a couple tears escape as you try to plead with him again but your heart drops when you hear him chuckle in your ear.

In one swift tug, your towel pools around your feet and the cold air of the apartment hits your skin causing you to shiver. You feel him grab your breast, his fingers kneading the tender flesh "Please stop" your voice shaky "Hmm? I thought you said you'd do anything" His voice gets impossibly deeper as he hums against your ear. As his hand travels down further you subconsciously wiggle your hips against him feeling him grow harder and harder. You gasp as you feel his finger hover over your clit, you didn't realize how turned on you were until a whine left your lips. You shut your eyes in embarrassment, you shouldn't be this wet from a psycho who breaks into people's homes and holds a knife to them. His finger slides between your folds and you have to bite your lip to keep from moaning, not wanting to give him that satisfaction "You're so wet, is this all for me?" You could hear the smirk in his voice "No. I'm always like this" you scoff which quickly turns into a gasp when his finger enters you “God you’re so fucking tight” he groans as he starts pumping his finger slowly. You let a breathy moan, shuddering at the pleasure “you’re sensitive too huh? You gonna be able to take me?” He taunts adding another finger and you let your head fall back on his shoulder with your mouth open, panting like a dog

The situation was disgusting and you couldn’t help but feed into it. It felt so wrong but oh so fucking right. How were only two of his fingers stretching you so good? The sound of just how wet you are makes it all the more shameful and he's basking in it, egging him on. The way he curls his fingers just right has you spiraling and you can feel yourself getting closer to your release "You're close, aren't you? Go ahead, cum all over my fingers" His deep whisper was enough to push you over the edge. His fingers continue to pump in and out working you through your orgasm, he feels so drunk on how your pretty lips look letting out such sweet moans that he needs to feel them around him.

He pushes you to your knees, his hand already working on getting his zipper undone. You look up and your eyes widen when you see a Ghostface mask, why does it make your thighs clench together? He pulls his jeans down along with his boxers and your mouth waters when you see his hard thick veiny cock slap his stomach. You can't stop your hand from reaching out and grabbing the base before bringing the tip to your mouth. You stick your tongue out giving it a little lick, loving the way he tastes. He throws his head back as you wrap your lips around his pretty pink tip moving your head lower. He grabs the back of your head moving you lower until you’re choking around him.

Tears stream down your face as his cock continues to invade your throat “Fuck, that’s it you little slut. You like having my cock down your throat?” He laughs at the sight of you struggling to take him all. Your fingernails pressed so deep into his thighs leaving semicircles indented in his delicate skin but he didn’t care he was too busy losing himself to the feeling of your throat constricting around him. “Oh fuck you’re gonna make me cum. Be a good girl and swallow it all for me yeah?” You nod looking at him through your tears and he lets out a string of curses as you feel ropes of cum shoot into your mouth. Your hand reaches up to massage his balls to try and get every last drop before his hand pulls your hair back. You open your mouth and stick your tongue to show him just how good you did “That’s it, such a good cum slut” he coos as he caresses your cheek "Are you gonna let me fuck you? You took my fingers so well, I want to see how you take my cock"

You climb onto the bed and he gives you a little push so you're lying on your back, looking up at him. He looks like one of those marble sculptures made by Michelangelo, every part hand-crafted "You like what you see?" aaaaaaannnddd moment ruined. He chuckles as he climbs on top of you, spreading your legs "I can't wait to feel how tightly you wrap around me" he says as you feel his tip poke at your entrance and can’t help but buck your hips getting impatient “Look at you. So needy for me.” He coos pushing the tip in marveling at the way stretch for him. Your mouth opens and closes when he starts to push further into, almost resembling a fish. “Oh my god your pussy is so tight, ugh I love the way you’re squeezing me” he started with slow deep thrust, hooking his arms under your thighs. The sound of skins slapping and the loud squelch of your wetness fills the room and it does nothing but turn you even more. “You’re so deep” your eyes roll as you try and push him but of course it only makes him go harder “take it, you took my fingers so well. Be a good a girl now will you?” He says as he lets your legs go taking your wrist in his hand pinning them above your head. It didn’t take long before you feel another orgasm approach “please, please, please” you don’t even know what you’re pleading for at this point “cum for me baby, cum all over my cock” he groans as he feels you contract around him. Your moans grow louder as he continues to fuck into you

You whine as you try and move away from him but he grabs your legs again holding you in place. “Oh what’s wrong love? Can’t you give me one more? Be a good little whore and give me one more” he teased moving his hips faster making all the air leave your chest “I can’t I can’t I can’t” you gasp out as your brain is turned to mush and all you can do is blubber out incoherent words. “Yes you can. Now hurry up so I can flip you over and watch your ass bounce against me” his voice strained and he places his arms next to your head, his thrusts getting deeper. You let out a loud whine as the burning sensation in your stomach builds feeling different from the others. “Wait, s-slow down” you panic trying to push him away but he only swats your hand away. You feel the snap and your eyes roll back as you gush all over him. He pauses momentarily to take in what happened, looking down to see his stomach glistening with your juices. You wimper when he pulls out, clenching around nothing feeling empty.

He turns you over and you lift your ass in the air, shaking it slightly. You let out a yelp when you feel stinging in one of your cheeks and he does the same to the other giving it a matching hand print. You moan while pushing your ass against him “oh you like that? You want me to do it again” he laughs when you weakly nod your head not turning to look at him “use your words sweetheart.” “Yes yes I want you to spank me again” you whine needily. The smacking sound dances off of the walls and your back arches from the contact. He suddenly slams his cock back into your sopping hole “I just fucked you how are you still so tight” he groans as his pelvis is pushed flushed with your ass, his tip reaching your cervix. His thrusts are brutal not giving you any time to adjust and you feel him deep in your stomach with the new angle. You don’t even attempt to hold your moans in anymore knowing the neighbors are going to complain the next day, maybe even look at you different but at this moment they didn’t even matter.

He grabs a fist full of your hair pulling you up to his body, fucking into you with inhuman speed. “come on baby, squirt for me again” he groans in your ear, his free hand grabs a hold of your throat squeezing just a enough “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck” your moans getting higher in pitch and little white dots cloud your vision. He hand moves from your next to rub your clit when he feels you clenching around him, you let a small scream as you cum for the fourth time tonight. “I c-cant. ‘M too s-sensitive” you stutter out a whine while you try and catch your breath but his pace never falters “I’m almost there baby, just a little longer” he encourages, releasing your hair and grabbing your breast, pinching your nipple between his fingers. He breaths start to come out as needy pants and his hips lose their rhythm. “Ah fuck I’m gonna cum, you gonna let me cum in you? Let me fill you up?” “Yes yes yes please cum in me. Fill my pussy up please” you cry disjointedly, so drunk on the overstimulation. He let out the most attractive moan you’ve ever heard and you feel his hot cum spill into you. He releases his hold and you fall towards onto bed out of breath. His hands rest on your waist and slowly removes himself from you earning a little whine. He watches as his cum drip from your hole and he can’t help but lean down and lick it up. Your body convulses from the feeling and you lean forward trying to get away feeling way too overstimulated.

Yeosang takes the mask off and sets it on the nightstand before taking you into his arms and pressing a sweet kiss to your lips which you return right away. “Was I too rough?” He asks worried thinking it was too much for you “No Sangie. It was perfect. You were perfect” you reassure him, snuggling closer to him. “Did I do a good job?” He asks giving you wide eyes “You did amazing! You had my heart going a few times. But did you have to break the lamp?” you ask looking up at him. He chuckles “Wooyoung knew I hated that lamp, that’s why he gave it to you” he says shaking his head, you just hum in response. “By the way, whose number was that?” You ask remember it wasn’t saved in your phone “Oh. Jongho’s new number” you let out an oh making a mental note to save it later. “Let’s get you in the shower” he stand scooping you up “I just want to sleep” you mumble, your eyes getting droopy “I know sweetheart but I need to clean you up and change the sheet” he says giving your forehead a kiss “I love you” you smile closing your eyes “I love you more, now come on, let me get you washed up”

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itsrlymine · 3 months ago

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Heyyy its 🥝 anon again!! Thought I'd give u a last of what I've manifested in the past few days.

-my skin has cleared up insanely. I used to have such visible blackheads and now they're so faint that I know they're already gone 💯

- I had fireworks going off while I was trying to sleep the other night. And normally they go off for aaaaages like 30 mins to an hour but as soon as they started going i was like 'nawr everyones gone back inside its so quiet, its too cold for fireworks theyve all gone to bed'. The noises faded and then popped back up for a couple more blasts but i persisted that it was quiet and they stopped after 4 minutes. Guess it was too cold and everyone went to bed!!!

- I'd been craving ice cream for a few days. I wasnt sure how but i knew I was going to get ice cream. I even visualised an uber eats delivery on my kitchen counter with my dessert in it. That night my younger sister suggests to my mum that we get milkshakes/ice cream.

-saw a subliminal about DP texting you fast. I dont have a desired person but I kinda entertained the thought of someone texting me. No one in particular. I don't really have any active texts atm. But then a friend who I hadnt spoken to in a month sent me a text not even two minutes later.

- my dad had been chilling on the sofa for ages and I was getting huuungry. Literally thought about my dad getting up to go get food, like visualised him standing up. Then TWO SECONDS LATER HE DOES. He gets up off the sofa and asks what i want for lunch.

-my fave one so far. I've wanted it to snow for a while and I'm aiming for a white christmas. I saw the weather reports yesterday and it was gonna rain this whole week. No sign of snow. (I had also manifested it raining lolol). I saw those reports and went "bro they dont know what theyre talking about its literally gonna snow". Woke up this morning to snow out the window and my sister messaging the family chat in confusion.

Actual messages:

Mum: Anyone have snow? @ oldersister , am guessing you do.

Older Sister: What the fuck

OS: Yes I do

OS: [pic of fully snowy rooftops]

OS: That’s so odd

OS: It wasn’t meant to snow here

😌😌😌✍️✍️✍️✍️

U already knowwwwww im the creator

🥝 baby I've missed you!!!!!! Not you inspired the song Let It Snow cmon!! I love all these successes and they are proof of how easy this truly is when we just remember who we are - the center of everything!!!! You better work creator!!!! No matter what method you use, it's always gonna work bc at the end of the day it's you!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much for sharing my love.

#🥝 anon #itsrlymine #anon ask #success story #loa success #law of assumption #imagination is reality #loa tumblr #lawofassumption #manifesting #loassumption #shifting #reality shift

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aeternallis · 21 days ago

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one of the things most frustrating to think about as someone who did go through the immigration system in the US is the fact that there seems to be a genuine belief by a significant portion of the populace in this country that the immigration system is a simple, straightforward process, when it most certainly is not.

for one thing, the applications to gain some form of legal status themselves are confusing af to actually read through. most of the applications uses legal, albeit confusing language and can be upwards of about 15-20 pages worth of documents you gotta spend time to actually pour through.

for example, currently the i-485 form (application for green card) sits at about 24 pages, and requires a couple of hours to fill out. for most immigrants who know little to no english, either they would have to sit with an english-speaking paralegal to help them, or one of their relatives who knows english would need to be the one to help them out.

the i-130 form (application for alien relatives) is about 12 pages, and just as hella confusing to go through.

the i-589 (application for asylum) and i-765 (application for worker's permit) aren't too bad in comparison, at about 7-8 pages, but even so, the legal language is still a hassle to try and understand.

oh, and did i mention that every one of these forms cost money to file and submit to uscis for processing? this is not counting the typical immigration lawyer's fees immigrants have to fork up in order to get some decent representation, most immigrants still need to make a living one way or another, or how else are they to provide for their families and give their children a better future? (and ya know, afford the fees to try and actually go through the process of gaining legal status here???)

not only that, answering any of the questions wrong on any of these forms could be enough for uscis to reject the filing or outright deny it. and no, ofc there's no refunds on the application fees.

for a country that has a horrendous literacy crisis, i would so love to see the rest of y'all try to take a gander at these forms and see if you don't lose your goddamn mind.

have i mentioned how fucking terrifying it is when uscis officers grill you during the interview process???? because yes, there is an interview component to most of these forms. as if their questions are literally designed for you to fail???!!

this is just a few aspect of the immigration process that's so broken right now, it might as well be a 10k puzzle piece scattered in a room.

the strenuous waiting time between processing of applications, the anxiety of the elections every goddamn year because politicians cannot fucking make up their minds with how immigration ought to be tackled in this country, all the while immigrants also have to deal with the stress of everyday life and whatever challenges that brings.

uscis is still working through a backlog of applications from decades ago, and some people in this country really have the goddamn audacity to think, "they have to get here legally and go through the process that way"???!

a fucking luxury (ignorant af though, mind you) for some of y'all to say, indeed, especially if all it took back then for your family to get here was through ellis fucking island.

my aunt petitioned my dad with the i-589 form over 38 years ago when he was still living in the philippines, and mind you, the visa number from that filing was only granted and mailed to my dad's old house last year in december 2024, when we went home to visit relatives for the holidays and long after he's already become a US citizen.

i'm not asking for people to change their minds about immigration or that this country ought to let everyone in, i knowwwwww the system is broken and terrible.

but what i am asking is for people to educate themselves and to be open-minded, to not dismiss the struggles of immigrants, because those who think that the immigration process in this country is easy are hella ignorant and will never understand the sort of anxiety illegal immigrants go through, for the sake of trying to provide a better future for their children

#immigration #personal rant #frustrations #ice raids #us politics #united states #immigration policy

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telekineticseance · 2 months ago

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AFTER MIDNIGHT

kinktober day thirty: overstimulation

pairing: joe young x f!reader

summary: after a party, you offer to let the Mormon you met crash at your place

genre: smut

word count: 2701

cw: corruption, sub!Joe x softdom!reader dynamic because that's all i can write with him, oral (m!receiving), hand stuff (m!receiving), praising, overstimulation (obvi)

author's note: kinktober from 2023 at the end of 2024? you already knowwwwww. but hi! also I didn't proofread this because I'm lazy and it already took me months to write this.

“Oh dear, is that the time? It’s after curfew I should be going..” Joe’s voice interrupted your train of thought as you turned towards him.

You hadn’t even noticed it was almost 1am and that you had been listening to Joe talk for hours. You barely knew him, just had a few interactions with him through mutual friends and that was one of these instances.

Dave, a long term friend of yours, even though he had his moments, invited you to his birthday party which turned out to be a lot bigger and crazier than you had expected. There wasn’t even cake.

And that’s how you found yourself in a bedroom, listening to this too nice dressed, blonde haired, blue eyed, mormon yap about his religion. At first you were kind of interested, but then he started getting into something about the Garden of Eden being in Missouri, you kinda drifted off into your own thoughts.

As much as you didn’t want to admit it, some of the thoughts were finding ways to make Joe shut up, including ideas that got a little more R rated..not in a violent way though. Quite the opposite and you didn’t know whether to feel bad about it or not.

“Ohhh are you sure? I mean it’s pretty late..” You looked back at him after looking at the clock on the side of the bed and he let out a small sigh.

“I should…do you think Dave is okay to drive me home?”

You knew the answer, and from the look on his face he knew it too. You knew you shouldn’t have but you couldn’t help it before you blurted out the statement.

“No but my apartment is down the hall and I have a futon you can crash on..”

His face almost lit up at the idea and you saw a sparkle in his eye before he nodded and the two of you got up from the bed before heading towards the direction of your apartment, you holding onto Joe’s hand as you led him out of the crowded rooms, making sure not to lose him.

When you arrived, you unlocked the door and turned on the lightswitch, allowing the light to illuminate the living room.

“Your place is much nicer than mine..” Joe’s voice had a hint of awe as he looked around the room, making you wonder how bad his place was if your one bedroom, semi-neat, apartment was “much nicer” than his.

“Thanks? I guess..” Your voice was softer at the second part as you shut the door behind him, locking it before showing him the futon. “Let me grab you some blankets.”

You walked to a little pantry, before opening the door and grabbing a small stack of blankets from it. You couldn’t help but glance over at Joe as you did, watching the way he bounced lightly on the cushion below him, realizing he was still in his missionary attire before walking over to him with the blankets.

“Do you need a change of clothes?” Your voice was soft with him, almost like you were talking to a small animal before he shrugged.

“Oh I don’t want to trouble you more than I already have.” He shook his head as you laughed slightly before setting the blankets next to him, “It’s no trouble I’m sure I have some old clothes from my ex boyfriend lying around.”

Before he could speak, you turned on your heels before walking into your room. In the back of your closet, sure enough you had a bag of clothes your ex boyfriend had left behind that he failed to come and pick up like you asked.

After rummaging through the bag you grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a random t-shirt to some band you were sure Joe hadn’t heard of before you walked in the living room to see him already pulling off his tie.

You don’t know why but your heart started to race at the sight before he turned and looked at you, a grin on his face, “Oh thank you.”

He took the clothes from you before looking at you, a hesitant look on his face before you nodded, “Oh yeah. I’ll um leave you alone to get dressed.”

He smiled softly as you quickly walked back to your room before hearing the soft rustle of fabric from the living room as Joe changed into the clothes you gave him. You’re heart continued to feel like it was beating out of your chest as you thought about the idea of him changing. You almost wanted to hit yourself for thinking about it.

“So ex boyfriend huh?” The words rang through your ears, bringing you back to reality as you turned to see him sitting on the couch, now fully clothed as you nodded at him, slowly walking back in.

“Yeah he was kind of an asshole. I met him through Dave which automatically was a terrible idea as most people Dave knows are-”

“Actors?” Joe interrupted as you nodded, finding a place on the couch next to him. “Gee.. I’m sorry you don’t deserve that.”

You gave him a small shrug before he shook his head, “No I’m serious. You’re very kind and well..very beautiful as well. Any man would be lucky to have you.”

His cheeks had a small rise of color to them as he called you beautiful, and you were sure that yours had it too. You looked at him before smiling, “Thank you..”

There was a small moment of silence between the two of you before you spoke up, “So..is there a special lady in your life?”

Joe laughed slightly before shaking his head, “Not anymore. I was engaged but once I decided not to go back to Utah. Lisa missed her family too much and it just didn’t work out. Plus she said I was starting to lose my way from the lord.”

You raised an eyebrow at that last part, “Well considering you spent hours basically reading to me from the book, I disagree with her statement.”

He shrugged at your response before looking down at his lap, “I think she’s right. I mean yes I still follow the lord but I’ve done some things that are against the lord’s will and nothing will change that. Or fix it.”

His words were soft as you scooted closer to him, resting your hand lightly on his before speaking again, “You know Joe..Dave’s told me about you and you seem like an amazing person. And who knows maybe that’s why you’re here so you can learn your own way and that’s what the lord wants..”

You weren’t sure if your words were helping, because after all he was a Mormon and unlike talking to a Christian or something, their religion seemed to be much more strict.

It wasn’t until he looked at you, his blue eyes looking into yours that you felt like you may have said the right thing as he grinned softly, “I hope you’re right..”

You couldn’t help yourself as the two of you stared at one another, taking in his small features as your heart started to raise again. And then almost as if an energy drew you in, you put your lips to his. Kissing him with such softness and tenderness, like you were scared of hurting him before he pulled away, his eyes wide.

“Oh my..Joe I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me..”

“N-No it’s okay..I um..I liked it?”

You looked at him with curiosity, “You..liked it?”

He nodded softly, almost like he was full of shame for enjoying something, “I did..it was nice. Nobody has ever kissed me like that before.”

“But Joe, you had a fiancé?”

He shrugged, “Lisa didn’t kiss much. And when I made Orgazmo there was so much tongue.”

You giggled slightly at his statement before speaking before your brain could stop you, “Do you want to do it again?”

“C-Can we?”

That’s all you needed before your hand caressed his cheek, pulling his lips into yours. Feeling him hesitant before he kissed back, his lips molding into yours. His hand hesitantly caressed your face, a small tremor to his movement as he did.

His thumb rested on your cheek as he cupped your face, pulling you closer the longer the kiss went on and the more his tremor faded. Your tongue grazed against his lips, asking for more of him, as he parted his mouth more you slipped in. The taste of lemon lime soda hit your taste buds as your tongue roamed his mouth, gently wrestling with his.

Your hands found their way to the loose fitting tee he was borrowing as you pulled away, his eyes looking into yours with a hypnotic haze. His lips were already growing plump and dark pink from being attached to your own.

“You’re so beautiful..” The words came from him in barely as whisper as he looked at you. His eyes slowly trailed down, looking at your fingers rubbing on another through the fabric of the shirt as his breathing got soft before his eyes returned to yours. “I don’t know what the lord would think about this..”

“What do you think about this Joe?” Your words were soft, wanting his thoughts without fear of religion reigning over him.

He looked at you, “I think you’re the most beautiful person in the world and I feel different being here with you.” He spoke as his thumb stroked your cheek gently. His eyes continued looking into yours as he hesitated to speak, “And I want to experience new things with you. Even if it’s wrong. Because you make it feel right.”

With those words, he leaned in this time, taking his chance as he put his lips to yours, his hand moving from your face to your hips where he pulled you closer. From there you took the leap, pulling his shirt up as you pulled away for a moment to lift it over his head before you put your lips back to his.

His hands fumbled with your own shirt before you placed your hands over his, guiding him. The intimacy grew between the two of you as you continued pulling off one another’s clothes, his hands shaking as he tugged away at yours.

“Are you sure you want this?” Your words were soft as you spoke, looking at him while your fingers grazed the hem of the white shorts accustomed to Mormon underwear. Your words earned a slow nod from him. Even though the shorts were almost baggy on him, the hardened length underneath was prominent as you pulled them off, allowing his cock to spring free as he let out a small gasp from the cold air.

Your hand ran down his stomach, wrapping your fingers around the base as he took in a sharp gasp, shuddering while his hips bucked against your hand.

“Never been touched like this before have you?” Your words cooed at him as you swiped the precum leaking from the tip with your thumb before stroking him slowly, letting him ease into the new feeling.

He shook his head as he let out a low moan, his breathing increasing as he bucked his hips against your hand. You moved your free hand to his hip, applying just enough pressure to pin him to the couch as you continued sitting next to him.

“Lean back for me Joe.” You continued to speak softly as he leaned back against the cushion on the back of the couch, his hands holding onto the cushion below him as he did so. You leaned back with him, your hand speed increasing slightly as you pulled your hand from his hip, moving it to stroke his hair as your other hand continued pumping his aching shaft.

Words of praise escaped from your mouth as you whispered into his ear, leaving gentle kisses on his neck in between the praising.

“You’re doing so good..” Lips on his neck. “Mmhmm just like that..” Lips on his neck again. “That’s it..”

Whines escaped from him as he bucked his hips against your hand, his breathing growing heavier while his eyes snapped shut. “I-I feel..”

“It’s okay..that’s good. Let it go..” You told him as you nibbled at his earlobes before he bucked his hips more, his knuckles went white from his grip on the couch before the substance spewed from his red tip, running down the sides and over your hand.

His breathing continued to stay at a heavy pace, taking in deep breaths as he practically shook underneath you.

Your hand continued stroking him as he whined underneath you, before you looked down at his cock, the liquid finally coming to a stop as he finished. Your mouth practically drooling over the sight as you moved your other hand from his hair, slinking your way down his body as you gave his tip a gentle kiss.

Joe let in a sharp inhale as you did, before you glanced up and he looked at you, his cheeks flushed a dark pink. “I-It’s sensitive..” His voice was hoarse as he spoke and you nodded.

“I know..but I just want a taste…Can I?” Your voice cooed up at him as he nodded slowly before you licked a stripe of the dripping cum from the side of his length as his fist clenched the couch again.

You let out a small hum before wrapping your lips around his tip, causing him to buck his hips slightly, allowing him to slip in, hitting the back of your throat as you gagged against his length.

“Oh my goodness I’m sorry.. I just..hmmm..” Joe’s words were cut off as you swirl your tongue around his length, his eyes rolling back while he whined.

You felt yourself grow more turned on as he whined and thrusted into your mouth while you continued sucking him off. His tip rapidly hit the back of your throat while he whined. His hand finding the back of your head as he gripped your hair tightly.

“I-It’s too much..” He whined out, tears brimming his eyes as he moaned out shortly after. You looked up at him blinking away the tears forming in your own eyes.

You pulled your mouth away, your hand continuing to stroke his cock as you looked into his tear brimmed eyes. “Come on Joe. You can do it. For me?”

He looked into your eyes as he nodded, biting his bottom lip through the feeling over overstimulation. His hips twitched as he moved against your hand. You couldn’t help but wanted to see Joe come a second time.

A moan escaped from Joe as he practically shook underneath you, “I-I feel it again.” His eyes screwed shut as he rutted against your hand once more.

“Come for me Joe. You can do it.” You spoke to him before wrapping your mouth around his cock once more, sucking on the tip as he arched his back against the back of the couch.

You wanted to taste Joe as he came into your mouth this time, not just licking up the mess. He writhed beneath you as he cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain coming from him. His voice begging you to stop, but to continue in the same breath. Your hands stroked at the remaining length that wasn’t in your mouth as you felt his hips stutter as his body tensed up.

He moaned out your name as he came, the fluids shooting to the back of your throat as he did. The taste ran down your throat as you milked him of his cum completely. His hand trembled on the back of your head as he continued holding onto your hair. The sounds of soft whines escaping from him as your tongue licked him clean.

You pulled away from him, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand as you looked back at him. His cheeks stained from tears as you reached your hand up, wiping them away while he looked at you.

“I’m a bad Mormon..”

#trey parker #matt stone #trey parker x reader #kinktober #kinktober2023 #joe young smut #Joe young x reader #Joe young #orgazmo

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mangionebabymama · 1 month ago

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Only halfway through the work week and I’m already tired 😅 and I’m not sure if I sent this before but here goes…

I’ve been having the most sensual dreams about Luigi as of late, but this one’s been on repeat for a little over a week now.

Picture it. We finally make it back home after a long, arduous workday and are eager to relax in each other’s arms. He draws a steaming bubble bath while I light some scented candles. A mutual shedding of clothes ensues and there I am, resting with my back against his chest as he regales me with sweet nothings and scrubs my stresses away. And of course, I return the favor…

Oh bestie, you got this!!!

And, you got any tips on having dreams? let a sister knowwwwww

But listen, any kind of reader x ____ bath imagery will forever and always do it for meeeeeeeee, fluff or smut

To hear those sweet nothings against your ear as he’s up and close to your neck, his lips just barely brushing against the delicate skin and his words breathing off of you. You’d have an understanding of what he’s saying, but at the same time, you don’t, and yet, you love to know more what he’s uttering on and on about. Both of his hands scrubbing your stresses away at the same level of care and efforts, where you want to return the favor and answer to his needs, the same way that he did for you.

#💚 mangionebabymama asks #luigi mangione x prompt #luigi mangione x reader #luigi mangione imagine #luigi mangione prompt #might lay down rn and fantasize about this scenario on God

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smokescreenimusprime · 1 month ago

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I saw you posted and all my feeling regarding this blog came right back hsidbduhrjr

Im defo doing a reading binge sometime soon.

Rn though, my biggest fav is early crash. What happens next? Does KOBD deflect to the bots way sooner? Do they just leave the cons and become neutrals who sometimes help the bots and possibly adopt the youngest member? I gotta knowwwwww

Also Ko would definitely teach Smokey about self-care. Like what's the best polish for his plating, how to get rid of stones and twigs from his seams, the best car washes around. He'd give our lil boi a whole essay.

W e l l :)

It takes a long time for them to decide. Of going back and forth, making plans and scrapping them, hushed whispers off the ship where they pray Soundwave won't hear

they're fairly confident that leaving the Decepticons is their best option, but there is of course the fear of what comes after. Earth is far from the safest place to be with all manner of dangers waiting around every corner. But Megatron's mental state is slipping by the day, Airachnid is in some ways worse than Starscream ever was, and it's only a matter of time before someone decides the pair have outlived their usefulness

(privately, Knockout is more worried about Breakdown than himself. He's a medic after all, despite his dubious credentials, and they're in short supply. Despite the threats, the damage to his paint job, even the occasional injuries, he doubts that unless pushed very far Megatron would have him killed

Breakdown on the other hand... Breakdown is just another warrior, simply a big mech with a big hammer, and Megatron's already made it obvious how much he truly values him)

still, they prepare as best they can. Their time on Earth, with Smokescreen specifically, gave them wiggle room to plan and have safe places. They've got a few caches of energon stored, enough to let them lay low for a while before needing to find more

they slip out quietly without any fanfare when things start to get hectic the day Megatron begins to lose himself to Unicron. When the planet is wracked with disaster after disaster since at this point, either the Autobots will fail and no matter where they go or what they do they'll be doomed, or they succeed and Megatron won't know until far too late what they've done

they stay largely underground after that, keeping their ears to the radio and stay quiet. They stay away from both sides and out of their business, just trying to survive

they do keep a close ear out for Smokescreen. Sightings, chatter, whatever, it's just nice having reminders that the kid is still out there kicking

they do join up with the Autobots eventually, though I'm not sure when or how. And a potential maybe is them teaming up with Starscream and drag him down a path of Maybe Not Redemption But Kinda Domestication

Smokescreen does get a very nice surprise of meeting them again, for once not on the opposite end of a blaster, and they manage to slide back into the routine they once had but all the more sweet since keeping the other at arms length is no longer needed

#i swear i don't know why i keep giving smokes parental figures it just KEEPS HAPPENING #early crash #transformers #transformers prime #tfp #tfp smokescreen #smokescreen #tfp knockout #knockout #tfp breakdown #breakdown #decepticons #tfp starscream #starscream #kd answers #domincja

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moonshynecybin · 10 months ago

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truly argentina 2018 so impossibly sexy. so evil so tragic so orpheus looking back at eurydice because he loves her even though it kills her. like it’s one thing for vale’s delusions and ego to victimize marc and that to be the terrible impetus for a divorce. that’s crazy already. that’s interesting that’s toxic that’s fun. ANOTHER. to expose MARC’s fatal flaw (the same oneeeeee) and have him run vale into the grass due to his OWN incredible boundless ego. thus destroying their relationship for a second time and this time possibly PERMANENTLY. vale was so annoyed by the tenacity of the press about their rivalry post sepang (your fault dude.) do you know how pissed he would have to be to take things that nuclear again. and STAY THERE ?? marc looking back instantly like before vale even hits the ground because he KNOWWWWWWS its over. leaving it out of his documentary because he knows damn well that one is on him. truly a couple defined by how they react when they lose (BADLY !). hot 2 me.

#monopoly night in the rosquez house. people are killed.#motogp #callie speaks #rosquez #dante. this is what you’ve done.

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kangals · 9 months ago

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why is kep so big already!!!! illegal!!! do you know if hes already mostly done growing/ how much bigger will he get based on his parents' sizes?

i knowwwwww 😭 i cant believe he used to be so small and round and now he's already bigger than stellina! like 3 different people in the past week have commented that "he doesn't look like a puppy anymore, he's a dog now" and it makes me proud but also a bit sad lol. (though of course in a few years i'll see pics of him at this age and think 'what the fuck he's still a baby here')

he's definitely not done growing yet, but idk exactly how big he'll get! there's a few different formulas people swear by for calculating weight, and those give me a range of anywhere from like 55lbs to 85lbs. i didn't get to meet his parents but from what i've read of his critiques his dad was a fairly stocky, dense dog. kep's breeder told me that kep "has good bone" (aka was also a stocky, dense puppy) and she estimated he'd be around 70-75lb full grown. i personally suspect he'll end up more in the 60-65lb range, but i may be wrong! i need to weigh him soon but i think he's somewhere in the low 40s currently at 5.5 months.

stellina stopped growing more or less exactly at 6 months haha but she's very petite + female, so idk how different the kep growth projection will look in comparison.

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jazeswhbhaven · 11 days ago

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ASTRA NOOOOOOOOO

I FEEL LIKE LEVI KEPT THAT INFO THAT HE COULD GET PREGNANT FROM ASTRA ON PURPOSE

The angst for sure hurt and ouchie-

Did Astra do it on purpose or did she not know at all? And did Levi do it on purpose?

Also how do the twins react to their mom leaving😭

Also double ouchie thought, Astra leaving for earth and by the time the Satan and Mammon go to talk with her, since she’s on earth and human, she’s already passed on because Hell and Earth time are different😢

Also Mammon’s words hurt a lot(in a good angsty way) because he gave himself to us and well, AAAAAAAAA

Anyways wonderful fic and pls lemme know what you think happens after she leaves for earth

I KNOWWWWWW IM SORRRYYYYYY 😭😭

Well I can answer all of this for you~

Astra truly did not know Levi could get pregnant by her. She never really asked in depth how that works for him and if it's only devils who could get him knocked up. Levi however....did in fact do it on purpose. It was to be petty essentially because Cain spends a lot of time in Gehenna now since the twins arrived.

The twins btw, are still very young in devil age, so their mama leaving hasn't really processed. They have their big brother, and their papa's. In their eyes she will be back and just went somewhere for "little bit"

NOW NOW NOW the possibility of Astra being old by the time Satan goes to Earth to actually get her....is very high. However, for this AU I've made it to where after Satan has his "talk" with Levi, he stops being pissed about it and goes after her in about a week's time which on Earth is a month or so. Mammon said what he said, and inside he's hurting more than what he leads on but doesn't know to process it correctly. Truly, he didn't want Astra to leave but he thought it would be best for the time being since Satan was so pissed that he didn't care if she stayed or not. Plus, Mammon has doubts sometimes that he's enough for Astra. He'd do anything for her, even if it means having her go back to Minhyeok.

WHICH btw in that month's span of Astra returning, her and Minhyeok finally talk about their feelings and where they stand. She reveals what's happened to her this entire time, the twins, and everything else. Minhyeok having to take all of it and process this, he seems at a loss. He wanted a family with Astra but she has one elsewhere. It's then that he becomes a bit distant with her, but at the same time he's always hovering around her. They do bang each other for the first time that isn't heavy petting or making out and boy does it bring a lot of things to light for Astra.

A- the connection during the sex was just as intense as it is with Satan and Mammon B- Minhyeok is way more skilled than she thought he'd be for this being his first time C- Although the connection was the same, it still just can't hit just like it does with the devils. She's spoiled 😔

#jwhbasks❓#whb fics #whb fanfic #thank you for picking my brain anon #this messy au is messy lol #whb au

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iraprince · 2 years ago

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also re my last answer: whenever i say "nobody actually cares if there are mistakes, nobody's going through your work with a fine tooth comb," stuff like that -- i knowwwwww that's not 100% accurate 100% of the time. i KNOW there are joyless weirdos out there who get off on like, picking ppl's stuff apart unprovoked, esp if they've already decided they don't like you or whatever, and people who nitpick anatomy and canon accuracy and shit like that 24/7 blah blah blah. i get anxious about it too, if i let myself think about it too hard.

but the point is that when i say "nobody actually cares" or "nobody is being as critical of your stuff as you are," what i mean is like.... "nobody pleasant to be around," lmao. "nobody cool." "nobody coming to your art and engaging with it in good faith."

taking a little private sip of haterade in your group chat once in a while or whatever is so normal (and nobody can do anything abt that, and nobody should spend a lot of time worrying abt it), but in terms of the person you're fearing will like, pull their pants down and take a big unsolicited shit on your art in public bc you drew a wonky arm or something? do u actually want to impress that person? is that who ur actually trying to reach w ur stuff? bc i'm not personally interested in that guy, lmao

#it reminds me of all the cynical meanspirited 'more accurate' edits of the 'holy shit! two cakes!' meme #where ppl are like UHHHHHH what ACTUALLY happens is everyone IGNORES my little cake and only cares abt the big cake #like. well yeah. that happens. it hurts ur feelings and it sucks #but the actual point and the actually helpful mindset is that u are putting creative work out there and it's going to end up a net positive #and also normal cool well adjusted ppl are not coming to the table primed to be hostile to ur cake #ALSO it literally does not matter if some ppl hate ur stuff also but that's a totally different issue

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charmwitch · 2 years ago

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the court

A little drabble while drawing an illustration featuring a character I haven't written much about since chapter 1, Nirinel. She appears in an upcoming chapter (and more permanently)

I had this on my laptop while sick with covid but @painted-bees inspired me to post more non finished work bc whatever life is short

(This is Nirinel):

"You didn't have to drive me around the city, Eileen…"

"I know," she kept her hands on the wheel, but flashed a smile to Nirinel from the back seat, "…But it's your first time here! I didn't want you to get lost. I am presenting you to the court, either way so it felt appropriate to rent a car."

"Okay…"

Nirinel fidgeted with one of her strands of hair, something she always did when she was nervous, Eileen had noted.

"What are you're worried about?"

"What if I don't make any friends," she spoke quickly, "Or they think I smell weird?"

"You smell wonderful," She paused to think, "… I would make sure no one would find their bodies."

"Eileen…"

"…And knowing you, I'm sure you'll make lots of friends."

Nirinel furrowed her eyebrows and frowned. All her friends were back in the Wayward Village, or adults. She wasn't sure if anyone would even want to interact with her. She had to put on a persona, she knew.

"You know, I have to run some errands today. Huxley asked me to run around for him, so…"

"You're leaving me? ALONE?"

"You'll be with Clementia today. I already spoke to her about your needs, if you get overwhelmed just sit down for a bit, alright?"

"Fine."

"You do get to meet everyone at court, I'll be there for that. There's a girl I have to meet…"

"Is that part of Huxley's errand?"

"Sort of," Eileen looked up and over, the sound of the turn sign clicking rhythmically as they entered the checkpoint for the court. "I had an interesting time at his place this time."

"Why doesn't he just come and do it himself?"

"You know why."

"I know he still stops by sometimes. The Magistrate is pretty dumb, right?"

"Don't say that out loud in court."

"I knowwwwww."

#solstoria #original characters

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hippolotamus · 4 months ago

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pleasepleasepleeeeeeease something from "with my heart in my lap" it's been so longggggg ❤️❤️❤️

I knowwwwww 😭 You are eternally this WIPs biggest cheerleader and ILYSM for that 🫶 An extra long snippet for you:

As if she can sense what Alexis is thinking, Twyla takes her hand and threads their fingers together. She gives Alexis a reassuring smile, a reminder that things will be okay as long as they’re with each other. At least that’s what Alexis wants it to mean. Which, of course, is part of the problem. Because soon they’ll be separated and Twyla won’t be there to ease her trepidation. They wordlessly arrange themselves near the thick trunk of a solitary tree while a warm breeze rustles through the tall grass and wildflowers, accompanying chirping crickets in a quiet, disjointed symphony. Twyla’s hand easily finds Alexis’s again, as if they’re two magnets meant to always be connected. To always find one another. A jumble of words crowd on the tip of her tongue, fighting to be the first ones spoken. They weave between her teeth, blending with uncertainty, self-doubt, and stubbornness among other emotions. “I’m leaving soon,” is what ultimately comes out, flat and sterile. Twyla shifts the tiniest bit closer and Alexis can feel the warmth radiating against her skin. It doesn’t make any of this easier. “Of course you are,” Twyla responds resolutely, stroking her thumb across the flesh of Alexis’s palm. “Just like you were always meant to. Everyone knows you’re meant for great things, Lex.” Everyone except for me. She doesn’t deny that she’s had an exceptional upbringing, that she has access to anything she could ever want. And she does want some of those things, it’s always nice to have options. But what good is any of it, really? “You know I don’t want to go,” Alexis reminds her. “But you should,” Twyla counters. Her words are strained beneath the reassuring, bubbly tone she tries to wrap them in. “I would if I could afford to. And besides, it’ll be so great for you.” Irritation builds under Alexis’s skin. This is them – Alexis and Twyla, Twy and Lex – who have always been honest with one another. Why is Twyla hiding from her now? “Great for me?” Alexis scoffs. “For what? So I can have a fancy piece of paper? Mom and Dad can have something to tell their friends about at their stupid dinners?” “No, Alexis. That’s not what I—” “The worst part,” Alexis continues, voice already cracking, “is that it won’t mean anything. College isn’t the same for women as it is for men. It’ll be four years thrown away so I can become a- a housewife.” Alexis wrinkles her nose at the word. “Assuming my parents don’t find someone to marry me off to before I graduate.” She sighs, drawing her knees up. “It’s not that I don’t respect women who do want that. But Twyla, it’s not for me.” She meets Twyla’s gaze, searching for anything she can hang onto. Ask me to stay. Please.

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np tagging some moots that might be into this? @diazsdimples @stereopticons @tizniz @saybiwithme @jesuisici33

@rmd-writes @filet-o-feelings @statueinthestone

#for those of you playing along at home #it’s 1939 atm #hippo gets mail #waknatious #fic: with my heart in my lap #twylexis wip #one day she'll come back from the war #wip ask game

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