#happy lee

[io-lu-art]

A tale of Ba Sing Se.

[demaparbat-hp]

Existential Nihilism Squad™

[chuweirdo]

Today a friend offered to give me, for free...FOR FREE, their violin that is ALSO ELECTRIC!

now I hope I'm able to get my hands on it because 1 that is such a nice offer. 2 free!! 3. electric aaaa and did I say FREE.

I say I hope I can get my hands on it. Because we can't always see each other because we are just pretty introvert. But also I can't believe someone would just offer it to me for free.

Aaaaaa...fingers crossed

[swedenis-h]

Ozai’s angels!

[sincerlyus]

Oooh Ford wasn't the only one who got a date that night!

[savagegood]

"You're gonna be a Knight, Bal! They're gonna love you. Like I do." | NIMONA (2023)

[t-hirstreview]

[skycaelo]

Hello Tumblr, Happy pride month!!

[cowgirls-blues]

Tough to show mlm/wlw solidarity when you're caught up in messy lesbian drama between two of your best friends. Poor Ragh.

[christakisbang]

[rizsnt]

guy of all time

[silquids]

— texts with boyfriend!heeseung

genre: boyfriend!heeseung x fem!reader // pre-established relationship

warnings: bad humor, heeseung being downbad for reader & heeseung asking reader if he can hit & teasing about heeseung's age & petnames (pretty girl/darling/baby)

𝑳𝑰𝒁𝒁𝑰𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑬'𝑺 something light hearted for our birthday boy - lee heeseung !! 🤍

perm taglist : @jongbean @jakeflvrz @blvengene @who-tf-soddhi @suhiiiies-blog @orimuraa

[ayukas]

18+ mdni

dry humping w/ nct dream 𖦹ࡇ𖦹

mark

dry humping with mark often starts when he's too tired to fully engage but still wants to satisfy you. he's stretched thin from schedules and late-night recordings, so his usual energy is depleted. you can't help but take advantage of his exhaustion though, wanting to please him in return for all the nights he's worshipped you. you carefully climb onto his lap, grinding against him while he lazily leans back, hands weakly gripping your hips. "fuck baby, i can't... too tired..." he mumbles, only to let out a gutteral groan when you press against him just right. the way his breathing turns ragged is so addictive, and soon he's thanking you in between pants, his fatigue melting into the pleasure you're giving him.

"fuuuck, needed this so bad. you're so good to me."

renjun

with renjun, it's the unspoken tension during quiet, intimate moments that get to you both. movie nights are his favourite way to unwind, but when his hand starts to idly roam up your thigh, you know it's only a matter of time. it's subtle at first—his lips casually brushing against your ear under the guise of a comment about the movie, or the way his soft fingers play around the hem of your shirt. before you know it, he's pulling you onto his lap, his voice low and filled with a mix of affection and need. "fuck—we're not even halfway through with the movie," he murmurs, breath warm against your ear as his hips push up to meet yours,

"but i just can't wait any longer."

jeno

for jeno, dry humping is an impatient, messy ordeal. it's unrestrained and raw, with sweat beading on both your foreheads as he grips your waist with bruising strength. the friction builds too fast, too strong, and within minutes, he's already trembling beneath you, gasping for air. "baby, please... can't take it anymore," he whines, voice breaking as he pleads to feel you fully. his desperation is palpable, and even though he tries his best to hold back, it never lasts long. the second he feels you grinding just right, your swollen clit grazing over his tip, he's begging with wide, lust-filled eyes,

"can i put it in, please? fuck, just the tip—i swear it'll feel so good..."

hyuck

dry humping with haechan always starts off as a battle of wills. he's glued to his computer, headset on, shouting profanities at his screen, but it's just so hot that you can't help but want to distract him. you straddle him quickly, blocking his view, and his whiny protests quickly morph into high-pitched moans when you starting grinding your heat against him. "baby, i was in the middle of a game!" he complains, though his hands immediately grab your hips to guide your movements, his hips jerking up to gain more friction. he's loud, burying his face in your neck as he lets out the most sinful noises. "fuuuck, you feel so fucking good," he groans, fingers digging into the plush of your thighs.

"you win, baby—ahh—just don't stop… fuck—please."

jaemin

jaemin is the king of control. he knows exactly how to drive you crazy. he's so smug and cocky, leaning back as he watches you struggle to keep your composure while grinding against him. it should piss you off, how he seems to be so unaffected while you're desperately trying to chase your high. "is this all you've got?" he teases, his tone dripping with mockery. he refuses to give in until you're utterly desperate, using the friction between your thin silk panties and his rough jeans to bring yourself to the brink while staying frustratingly composed himself. "c'mon baby, you can do better than this..." he taunts, his grip on your hips tightening just enough to make you shiver. and when you finally push him over the edge, his smirk only grows wider as he coos,

"good job baby, now lets see how much more desperate you can get for nana, hm?"

chenle

for chenle, the thrill is half the fun. he's all about the risk, pulling you into the backseat of his car even when your friends have only stepped away to grab some snacks at the petrol station. the mere idea of someone catching the two of you only spurs him on, getting him harder than ever. after all, he's just a whore for exhibitionism. "shh, you don't want our friends to see you like this, do you?" he whispers with a mischievous grin, though his own breathing is uneven as he grinds against you. his hands roam everywhere, tugging at your clothes just enough to make you squirm. the tension is electrifying, and he can’t hide the satisfied smirk when he feels you trembling above him.

"see? told you it'd be worth it."

jisung

jisung is so needy, it's overwhelming. just being near you has him worked up, but he's too shy to articulate exactly what he wants from you. instead, he opts to cling onto you, his big, veiny hands wandering all over your body shamelessly as he presses his hips against yours with little control. "need you s'bad, please..." he stammers out, face flushed as he buries it against your shoulder. it's sweet in its desperation, his inexperience making him all the more endearing. he's a mess of shaky hands and ragged breaths, and when he finally lets go, he's holding onto you like you're his lifelife, whispering pleas while trembling as ropes of his release stain the inside of his boxers.

"ahh fuuuck, you're amazing."

[chuweirdo]

Today a friend offered to give me, for free...FOR FREE, their violin that is ALSO ELECTRIC!

now I hope I'm able to get my hands on it because 1 that is such a nice offer. 2 free!! 3. electric aaaa and did I say FREE.

I say I hope I can get my hands on it. Because we can't always see each other because we are just pretty introvert. But also I can't believe someone would just offer it to me for free.

Aaaaaa...fingers crossed

[minsung]

insert are they lovers? worse meme

[gothwineaunts]

"Jack and the Devil Herself" Happy Halloween and Blessed Samhain! This art is based on the Irish legend of Stingy Jack. Or as he's better known, Jack o' Lantern.