#im so wifey

[thxnks4themrms]

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[blubblubisdead2me]

REIMARI REIMARI REIMARI

[fluffylino]

mommy!hyunjin, i said what i said

(he can rail me)

-contains mature themes

"is mommy fucking you good?" hyunjin mumbled, groaning at how tight you were. you couldn't help it.

everything was so hot. he was so hot. his length pushing inside of you was even hotter.

you wanted him to stay there. to stay buried deep inside of you.

"fuck, s-stop clenching so much" he cursed out, gripping your thighs that had him plastered to you.

"m-mommy" you moaned out before he could press his lips against yours. his tongue swiping against your chapped bottom lip.

he was everywhere.

"mommy's here, baby" hyunjin reassured, thrusting into you at a pace that had you keening. you wanted to rile him up. make him see stars.

"what about y-your husband...?"

his eyes darkened, halting everything he was doing.

was it so wrong to bring up the messed up skz family skit into this?

hyunjin was still dressed up as jisung's beloved wife. a beautiful sight.

his white button up shirt falling off one of his shoulders, exposing his smooth skin. his pretty short pants discarded on the side somewhere.

his hair was tied back, a few extensions added to make his bun look fuller. two hooped gold earrings on his ears. he looked like a rich aunty.

a milf, to be exact. your milf.

.

it all started when the skz family skit has just got done. hardly an hour had passed. everyone seemed to fit their roles so well.

especially one person. hyunjin, that is.

his hair looked so pretty tied up, a few strands cradling his face. his face was so pretty but the way he sat gave it all away. his legs spread, arms crossed behind his head as he leaned back. watching them play with focused eyes. it suited him. the whole concept.

you just wanted to get on your knees and suck him off.

what did it for you was the fact that he smiled so proudly when his "kids" called him mommy.

something you had always wished to call him.

when you looked at him. it was never daddy. he didn't give off those vibes.

it was always mommy.

mommy hyunjin fucking you into oblivion.

mommy hyunjin making you gag on his cock.

mommy hyunjin having his way with you.

.

.

"mommy-"

you unconciously said when they had finished shooting. the rest of them were in the other rooms. joking around and laughing. you could hear minho scold seungmin. perhaps he needed help with getting the hanbok off.

hyunjin and you were the only ones left in the room. so when u said that. you froze. your inner thoughts had managed to get out.

"yeah?" hyunjin replied, not even looking at you. he was busily poking and prodding at his hair in the mirror. his eyes met yours through the mirror.

what the actual fuck-

did he really respond to that so cooly. he turned around, a suggestive expression on his face.

shit...he looked so..wow.

and thats how you ended up in this situation.

.

.

you waited for him to respond. his dick throbbing inside of you. everything still.

"my husband? why would i ever need that man" he played along. if it anyone were to hear, they'd actually believe it. his acting skills were impeccable when not scripted.

he leaned forward, his hands gripping the side of the table he had made you sit on.

you trembled when his lips brushed past your ear.

"you fuck me so much better than that unloyal bastard"

he whispered breathily. you whimpered. his hand immediately coming up to cover your mouth. muffling any sounds you could make.

"plus you're perfect for me. and i love everything about you"

he bucked his hips, hitting a spot that had you drooling into his palm. his eyes locked onto yours.

"shhh do you want him to hear us?"

"i bet you do...want them all to hear how mommy's dick makes you a dumb cockslut"

"m' not a slut"

you mumbled, or atleast tried to against his hand. he pulled out completely, his tip barely pressing against your folds.

"yeah you are. only for me though, right?"

there was a comforting tone in his voice. hyunjin knew how sometimes degrading names could trigger you. it was only until you confirmed that he continued.

"only i get the privilege to see you falling apart"

you nodded, a low moan leaving his lips, as he took his hand off your mouth. you knew you were a mess. even more so then before.

"hyunj-"

you gasped as his hand made contact with your cheek. you could feel yourself get wetter as the pain set in. he had slapped you. he clicked his tongue.

waiting.

"mommy..s-sorry aah-" you bit down on your lip as he pushed into you in one swift motion. never slowing down.

"you're so m-much better than my husband"

"take me so well...hng-ghn so tight" he gasped as you unconciously clenched around him. pulling him in. making him lose his mind.

"shit so warm and wet'nside..all for me"

"look d-down"

you mumbled, holding his hand that was on your hip and placing it against your lower stomach, just below your navel. he looked down, focusing on the imprint of his length inside of you.

disappearing and reappearing as he pushed in and pulled out repeatedly.

"so deep inside of you..bet i could fuck my babies into you"

both of you moaning when he pressed against the bulge. you were so close.

"i can f-feel you all around me" hyunjin mumbled. your eyes rolled back. an intense feeling bubbling inside of you, waiting to be released.

"i'm cumming" you gasped out, grabbing onto his neck, pulling him closer.

"cum for me"

white filled your vision. a whole wave of pleasure washing all over you.

going limp, you whined at the overstimulation. hyunjin was still chasing his orgasm. grunts and little high pitched moans leaving his swollen lips.

"i-in my m-mouth" you muttered, trying to get him to pull out. his eyebrows furrowed. maybe he didn't hear you.

"h-huh?"

he pulled out slowly with uncertainty, stroking his dick. his orgasm seconds away. a little longer and he'd end up losing it.

you got off the table. practically falling onto the carpetted floor. kneeling down infront of him. you kept your mouth open, sticking your tongue out. just enough. centimeters away from his dick.

"warn a man, goddamnit"

he cursed out. you couldn't help but smile. a long drawn out cry escaping him as he came. streaks of white coating your tongue.

"ahh-hha" he threw his head back, closing his eyes tightly.

perhaps the sight of you running your tongue from his base all the way up to his sensitive weeping tip was too much of a sight to handle.

.

.

"so you like calling me mommy?"

"HYUNJIN-"

[lyekisses]

listen sometimes you just have to gaze at your best friend slash self proclaimed soulmate with 20 years worth of love and affection in your eyes. and also like you desire them carnally.

[smiths-fan--13]

a moment of silence for THIS picture. (it's getting framed and put on my wall btw)

[ghastigiggles]

thinking of cece/cephei(???) walking in on sebastian wrecking audie (relating to the nibbling/raspberries post) LMFAOOO

[ part 2 ]

... ah.

[jhopezwrld]

Hitting you with some fluff. Steve proposing after everything that happens in season 4 (let's pretend that it didn't end on a cliffhanger and everyone lived and is ok)

WAIIIIT this is so fucking cute omg okkk i got u friend

steve's large hands caressed your waist as the two of you lay face to face on his bed. the open window by his door casts a purple-ish hue on the two of you, a delicate reminder of the dusk surrendering to the dawn. silence wrapped around you both, serene and comforting, until steve broke it with a hesitant voice.

"so, i've been thinking..."

"uh oh, that's never good," you teased, but he silenced you with a gentle smile.

"hey, i'm serious. i've been thinking about us." His words hung in the air, pregnant with meaning, and you nodded, silently encouraging him to continue.

"so much has happened in the past few years," he began again, his voice tinged with vulnerability. "we've been through so much together, and we're still so young, but... i've been thinking about this for so long. fighting interdimensional monsters for the past three years has really aged me, and we could have died at literally any time and i—"

you placed a gentle hand on his chest, urging him to pause and collect his thoughts. "breathe, baby," you whispered, your voice like a soothing balm to his brain.

he nodded, taking a deep breath before continuing, "you can totally say no if you want to, but... i think i'll explode if i don't ask you this now."

steve sat up, reaching into the side table by his bed. his hands trembled slightly as he rifled through its contents, before finally pulling out a small velvet box. gasping, you sat up with him, excitement burning through your veins.

"steve..."

he took your hand into his own, his touch a wordless comfort. "i know this isn't how you’re supposed to do it, and i promise i'll take you out for a nice dinner and do this the right way, but... i don’t think i can wait any longer."

with shaking fingers, he releases your hand and opens the box, revealing a beautiful ring with a gold band and a small, round diamond sitting in the middle. his hand shook as he looked at you, eyes shining with unshed tears.

"marry me?"

speechless, you feel your heart race, feelings swirling inside you like a hurricane. "are you sure?" you blurted out, your voice so quiet you’re unsure if steve can even hear you, but he does. 

"i've never been more sure of anything in my entire life, baby," he promised, his eyes meeting yours with a wordless reassurance of his love. 

a toothy smile found its home on your face as you nodded eagerly, the words spilling out of you like a waterfall, "holy shit, of course i will."

hearing your response, steve pulled you into a tight embrace, his love warming you like a blanket. he quickly pulled away, reaching for the ring and sliding it onto your finger with shaking hands.

cupping your face, steve pulled you into a soft kiss, his lips conveying all the adoration he felt for you. as he pulled away, he brought your left hand to his face, his eyes sparkling.

"dustin is gonna kill me," he chuckled, "i promised him i'd let him hide wherever we went when i proposed so he could watch."

[3d-wifey]

Okay guys who's gonna be the one to write the a/b/o fic of Scott x Logan where Scott's the cookie cutter alpha with that whole picket fence, mated with 3 pups and a knot on the way kind of guy at first glance which is why it surprises Logan that him and Jean are an alpha x alpha pair, slick doesn't seem the progressive type (either jean and scott actually are together or they're besties who help a brother out during their respective ruts) and maybe Logan's so drawn to Jean at first bc it's Scott's scent he smells on her (or you can go the throuple route). Scott thinks Logan is another alpha either based off of behavior or initial scent. But then Scott realizes all the posturing on Logan's end comes from the fact that he's a Feral Mutant and NOT another alpha challenging him and he also realizes all the posturing on HIS side was him trying to subconsciously show off to a potential mate not a rival bc the truth is Scott's never met an omega like Logan before, and he certainly didn't want one like Logan (arrogant, combative, wild, a smart ass, activity does the opposite of what Scott tells him to do, competent on and off the field, knows exactly how to press Scott's buttons like nobody he's ever met before, pretty, soft looking hair, can somehow pull off mutton chops, is great with kids even though he claims otherwise, smells amazing---) or so he claims and he spends a good chunk of it being in denial about his pining bc he actually hates the guy and the feeling is certainly mutual and he tried to steal his gf for Christ's sake and he's a little jealous bc he's so nice and sweet to Jean and Ororu but he gives Scott such a hard time and perhaps Logan's first heat in his recent history rolls around bc he's finally in an environment his body feels safe enough to have it in and it's either power bottom Logan or perhaps theyre fighting for dominance even there and and and...

So who's biting the bullet and writing it? Or is it on me?

[283otters]

biblically accurate depiction of bedtime in the doorman household

[diazheartsbuckley]

WIP Wednesday ☀️

So I’ve had this idea for the insomnia fic for a while and I just didn’t know how to go about it but then yesterday, the beans just started spilling 😌

“Can I-… Can I kiss you?” Eddie asks, his mind blanking completely as a teasing expression spreads across Buck’s face. “God, I don’t even know if you’re into me like that and I’m just touching you like-“

“You think I’d let you touch me this way if I wasn’t into you too?” Buck tilts his head, his eyes searching Eddie’s. “I just have another question”

Eddie’s mouth dries up at Buck’s reply. So he hadn’t been imagining all the pining looks and the way Buck had begun to be more and more in his space. They’d always been close but after the well incident, something had shifted and Eddie hadn’t been able to tell what. Not until now.

“What?”

“Do you really want our first kiss to be like this?”

“Yes” the answer spills from Eddie’s lips a little too quickly before he leans in, letting his lips crash against Buck’s. The kiss is clumsy and not at all like he’d imagined because their teeth knock together and they both retract just as quickly as he’d leaned in.

Yet that isn’t enough to deter Buck from placing a thumb under his chin, slowly guiding him back and this time, Eddie gets to taste the sweetness that is Evan Buckley. His lips are warm and soft and so welcoming. So much so that Eddie can’t wait for Buck to catch his breath.

A surge of confidence takes over and he presses against Buck’s chest with his hand, Buck willingly following suit and laying down beneath him but it doesn’t take long before his hands are back on Eddie’s face, cupping it like a fragile vase that could break at any moment.

“Okay, okay. I need to…” Buck slowly breaks the kiss and looks up at Eddie with curious eyes, trying to figure out what the hell is happening. “I need to breathe” He says, tracing Eddie’s jawline with his thumbs.

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[themothgirlprophecies]

Legion FX - 3.4

[raviollies]

Mortal/immortal ships are so painful because "I can't make her a wife because that would doom her to be a widow"

[spinecurlingmice]

prefacing by saying THESE R MY THOUGHTS ... if u disagree i nod along okayokay.. maybe to u hajime is a heart.. who knows.. anyways. drops these

og post

i did have more ideas for chiaki's ending her little thank u but the image is too big for what i had. i forgor her bottom text too don t yell at me 😓 gives u piano tied to a rope in the air its okay u can use this on me though. but yeah. theyre so these shapes. .. uhmm feel free to poke me on these if u have any ideas, and if u have other chars u think r shapes let me know i love hearing people say things so much.

chiaki doesn't have a shape of finality as ive been calling them. she doesn't have a chance to turn into something. she is oval i suppose. sorgy...

[hellscythearts]

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Happy Halloween!!

This is a collab between myself and my awesome wife, @rockwell-light for her Goretober prompts! The theme for today was Vampirism~ 🩸💕 I supplied the line art and the composition, and she came in with the SPECTACULAR colors and shading!

[venelona]

Eyyy it's Red Boi and McMan!

[bookofmormonmemes]

STOP normalizing the grind and START normalizing going and doing the things which the Lord hath commanded; for I know that the Lord giveth no commandments unto the children of men, save he shall prepare a way for them that they may accomplish the thing which he comma

i regret to inform you that the original context of this quote probably did involve a significant amount of The Grind. like in that specific instance of needing to go bribe, swindle, and murder his way to acquiring them plates, nephi was probably very much a friend of hustle culture.

which is to say.........when normalizing the grind...........do not forget. the crime