#imagine bp

[lovely-dogg]

O que fazer quando a mulher do pastor tenta te seduzir, e pior, faz isso muito bem?!

isso foi baseado num sonho doidão q eu tive, mas no sonho era a Mina e na fanfic original, era a Mina tbm, só q eu descobri no dia que a Jisoo tava namorando então eu resolvi mudar pra ser ela.

O leitor é um homem trans que já teve a remoção de seios e vai usar um cintaralho, mas será referido como pau/membro após alguns momentos do smut/hot.

–Irmã Jisoo?– Você pergunta do lado de fora da casa luxuosa, indo visitar a Kim depois da insistência (sedução) dela. No momento exato que você decide tocar a campainha, uma mão rapidamente abre a porta e te puxa para dentro pela sua gravata. As flores em suas mãos são instantaneamente jogadas de lado antes que Jisoo te beijasse, seu corpo sexy sendo coberto por apenas uma lingerie branca. O meninão já tá duro só com essa vista.

Sem pensar muito, você segurou a cintura da coreana, suas mãos lentamente indo mais baixo... e mais baixo... e mais baixo... até você chegar onde queria: a preciosa!

Seus dedos entraram na buceta já molhada de Jisoo, forçando alguns gemidos e pequenos choramingos a sair dos lábios da baixinha. Ela já não podia mais se conter, entre beijos e mordidas de lábios, a lingerie já não cobria mais nada e você agora estava fazendo cosplay dela, ambos como chegaram ao mundo. Com passos desajeitados e imprecisos, vocês dois finalmente chegaram ao quarto dela, sem pensar duas vezes, ela se joga na cama enquanto puxa você junto.

Quando finalmente os beijos pararam, você tomou seu tempo para apreciar a obra de arte que era o corpo de Jisoo, e ela fez o mesmo, passando a mãos gentilmente no seu peitoral e sentindo suas cicatrizes. Então ela olhou para baixo e... porra, que tesão que ela sentiu; você tava mais duro do que nunca. Prontamente, Jisoo abriu a segunda gaveta da cômoda, agarrando um cintaralho e te oferecendo.

Uma ajustada ali, umas risadinhas já que você é bem burro e deixou muito folgado, finalmente era hora do nheco-nheco. Você se posicionou na entrada dela e lentamente empurrou seus quadris contra os de Jisoo, ambos gemendo baixinho. Quando ela finalmente se acostumou com seu tamanho, você começou a manter um ritmo mais rápido, a visão erótica de seu pau deslizando para dentro e para fora da buceta de Jisoo era demais para você.

Enquanto suas mãos seguravam firmemente a cintura da mulher, ela mesma começou a brincar com os seios redondos e perfeitos dela, beliscando os mamilos rosados e delicados. Então você finalmente conseguiu manter contato visual com Jisoo, de algum jeito sorrindo docemente mesmo quando ela estava praticamente sendo torada ao meio por seu pau. E, se sentindo romântico no momento, você decide beija-la gentilmente, uma de suas mãos prontamente agarrando e puxando o cabelo dela, forçando um alto gemido de Jisoo.

Já que ela parecia gostar do estímulo, você não parou, a colocando de quatro na cama enquanto você puxa seus cabelos novamente, parando ocasionalmente para acertar a bunda e coxas dela. Ambos os seus quadris se mexiam juntos, criando uma perfeita melodia de luxúria e alguns outros sentimentos que você não fez questão de se importar no momento. O que você tinha de focar era na mulher gostosa do pastor que estava rebolando no seu pau e gemendo seu nome sem hesitação.

Mais alguns momentos de prazer mútuo e Jisoo soltou um longo, poderoso gemido, e nesse momento, você sabia que ela tinha gozado. Ignorando o estado completamente patético dela e a voz falha causada pelos gemidos (que talvez a vizinhança inteira tenha ouvido) você não parou de meter, sorrindo de lado ao ver como os olhos dela, castanhos e cegos pelo prazer que VOCÊ causou, praticamente formaram corações enquanto te olhavam.

–Não terminamos ainda, irmã Jisoo. Eu não vou parar até você sequer poder falar.–

[ourdadai]

୨୧ jennie ( blackpink ) lockscreens.

[pe-arls]

© rosé blackpink. minimalist lockscreens

[7soulstars]

My Incorrect Universe #97

*At Avengers HQ*

Loki: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time.

Bucky, cracking his knuckles: manslaughter it is.

Me, spritzing them with a water spray bottle: hey! no! bad!

*meanwhile in Mirkwood*

Me: I can't believe you tried to assassinate Thorin!

Thranduil: Well, 'assassinate' implies it was politically motivated. I tried killing him because he is a dick, so technically I tried to murder him

Me: ohhhh

Elrond, his blood pressure rising: THAT DOES NOT MAKE IT ANY BETTER-

*me whenever Loki and Bucky misbehave*:

[koaluark]

⠀⠀⠀⠀ jennie ☆ blackpink

[jaeyunzzx]

imagine mommy chan sending you explicit videos whilst you’re away

“fuck, mommy’s so horny baby, I hope you’ll come back soon” was all you heard once you opened the video Chan had sent you; thank god you had your headphones in, and that no one was sitting next to you on your flight. Your cheeks went red as you watched Chan spread his pussy apart, revealing his hole clenching around nothing, just begging you to stuff your cock inside him and never pull out.

His clit was puffy and red, showing he had probably jerked off a little before he made this, maybe even edged himself; you knew Chan hated having orgasms when you weren’t there to watch, he just loved having your eyes on him. The feeling he got from you watching him touch his pussy was exhilarating, and just the thought of doing so was enough to get you hard in your seat, just take a deep breath.

Imagine something gross.

Or maybe just stop listening to the wet sounds Chan’s pussy made whenever he gave it a little slap. It was addictive, listening to him play with himself knowing you can’t do anything to help him, to ease that never ending ache in his lower abdomen.

Oh what Chan would give for you to turn that plane around yourself and come home, to curl up in bed with him and slowly ease your cock inside his poor, neglected pussy, to fuck him until he was sore, until he was begging you to stop.

a/n: take this whilst I work on a req!! Hope you liked this one since you guys really enjoyed the mommy hyunjin one!

@ihrtlixx don’t repost/translate any of my works!

[froopis]

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[ilycove]

Quest mindlessly hums as he's supposed to be teaching you how to play guitar. He has you placed in between his legs, snuggled up nicely to his chest. You can feel his thighs rubbing against your hips, and you almost think you're dreaming.

His guitar strap is wrapped around your neck and his arms are over yours, mocking the movements yours are making. You can see his hands so clearly, so vividly. They're almost like a painting, his tattoo, bones, and veins sticking out perfectly, like a picture perfect memory.

He keeps whispering in your ear. Try this cord. You're doing so well. Now, place your index finger on this one. A little flatter. Bend your fingers more. Stay focused, angel. But how can you focus?

How can you focus when you can feel his lips against your ear? How can you focus when you can still feel his piercing gaze, burning through your skin? How can you focus when his chuckle is so light and airy, like something you would hear in your darkest fantasies? How can you focus when his body around you tightens, and brings you closer?

How can you focus with him around?

You feel the vibrations from his chest against his back, and you’re trying so desperately to block out all noise other than his instructions. You're trying not to listen to his husky whispers and his chuckles that make your heart flutter.

Quest’s rough pads of his thumb and index finger find their way to your chin, eyes looking down upon you with mischievous and teasing eyes. “My, we’re getting quite distracted there, aren't we?”

“Not- not at all, Quest. I’m focused. just like you asked me to.” You cleared your throat and forced your hesitant fingers to focus back on the cords you were playing, remembering his previous instructions.

“So obedient,” He chuckles once more, a deep noise resounding from the depths of his chest, eyes swirling with danger and scrunched up like he’s having the time of his life. 

(He probably is.)

“You seem rather nervous though.” His grip on you tightens and faux sympathy on his face completely disappeared, replaced with a cruel smirk. His thumb rubs on the corner of your bottom lip and he leans in closer, teasing you. "Do I make you nervous, angel?”

Your breath stopped completely, and your heart was beating so loudly you were sure he could hear you. Your eyes tore away from his sight and paid close attention to his lips, slightly dry and still pulled into a grin that only the devil would wear.

“You’re awfully desperate today, aren’t you?” His warm breath fans over your lips, spearmint and strawberries being your only source of air at the moment. He outright laughs at the way you shrink away from him and bite your cheek in embarrassment. 

His hand lets go of you chin, wrapping around the back of your head and pulling you closer. “That’s alright, though. You look absolutely stunning like this, wrapped around my finger.”

[coqiito]

⠀⠀ ⠀𓈒ིུ𖥨᩠ׄ݁Love⠀ is⠀ a ⠀drug ⠀それ⠀ I ⠀quit͚ᬼ

[wontune]

☆ jennie [ blackpink ] lockscreens.

[janexruby]

── ⊹ ࣪ ˖♡˖ ࣪ ⊹ ──

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𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦 & 𝘉𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘴 - 𝘈𝘗𝘛

[http-mianhae]

zb1’s response when you call them the b-word (jokingly obviously)

[ourdadai]

୨୧ jennie ( blackpink ) lockscreens.

[pe-arls]

© jennie blackpink. minimalist lockscreens

[ezwezz]

mean girls - bp x reader

genre: imagines :) summary: the 'mean girl' develops an interest in you. pairings: ot4 x reader

jennie:

jennie was your classic 'you either wanna be me, or be with me' kind of mean girl.

your first encounter with her was through a seating plan. she begrudgingly obliged to sit next to you as the teacher separated her from her rowdy friends.

each lesson you found yourself progressing in small talk with her- it went from "what's the answer?" to "oh my god you won't believe what happened earlier..." as you were opening up to each other.

you were actually beginning to look forward to the lessons despite being acutely aware of jennie's mean girl status.

eventually, as the end of term neared, jennie asked for your number to keep in touch with you over the holidays.

one thing led to another and you were attending one of her house parties. you instantly gravitated towards each other, both in a drunken stupor, and spent almost the entirety of the party at each other's side, oversharing unfiltered life stories and having a raw heart-to-heart conversation.

she even shoo'd away potential hookups in order to continue hanging out with you.

in the early hours of the morning, one mutual confession of interest led to a heavy makeout session with the mean girl.

from then on, your relationship progressed into something of a fwb situation. you'd receive random texts throughout the holidays from jennie, asking you to come over.

sometimes she was intoxicated after hanging with some friends, therefore you took it upon yourself to take care of her instead of doing what was routine at this point.

you and jennie returned to school hand-in-hand, much to the student-body's surprise.

jisoo:

jisoo was a bit of a bully and had a tendency to target people she disapproved of, with her group of peers.

an unfortunate incident involving one of jisoo's crushes being friendly with you, caused you to become their next target.

jisoo confronted you before school the next morning, so you decided to toy with her a little.

"why were you talking to [redacted] yesterday?" "they're kind of cute...i was just testing the waters." "back off." "i'm surprised you're lowering yourself to that." "excuse me?" "it seems a little desperate. not what i'd expect from a pretty girl like you."

jisoo was at a bit of a loss for words after that encounter, she simply scoffed- a light blush tinting her cheeks as she stormed away.

from then on, you found that jisoo would intentionally find you throughout the school days to shoot you a bitchy comment, which you would respond to with a comment of equal bitchiness.

the school became your cold war arena- however, it never verged on unpleasant the way actual bullying would do. it felt progressively more like lukewarm exchanges of banter.

one particularly smart remark from you caused jisoo to crack and let out a giggle- surprising both you and herself.

"cute laugh!" "shut up."

you received a text from an unknown number after school that day: 'it's jisoo. erase my laugh from your pea-brain, i still hate you'.

you replied: 'charming as always, i guess this is one way to start a conversation with me ;)'

the conversation continued into the early hours of the morning. it was frosty at first, but by the time you finally said goodnight there was an undeniable warmth to her replies.

she greeted you the next day, not with the usual middle finger, but with a small "good morning" and a smile as she passed by.

lisa:

lisa was the rich girl. from what you'd heard, money lacked value to her, it was simply a constant in her life.

one day you were alone in the bathrooms sorting out your appearance in the mirror when someone came barrelling in, instantly locking themselves in the nearest cubicle. you could hear distinct sounds of sobbing coming from inside.

"uh...everything okay?" you felt obliged to ask. "obviously not! my boyfriend just broke up with me." a voice replied, it clearly didn't take much for them to open up.

you spent the next 20 minutes conversing with the person, indicating for random people to leave when they stumbled across the scene.

when the door finally opened, you were shocked to see a red-eyed lisa staring back at you. "you're really nice to talk to." she stated after a moment.

from then on, you'd be subject to random little gifts from the girl in gratitude. she claimed that now she didn't have a boyfriend, there was a gap in her spending to fill and none of her friends deserved the gifts more than you, but that was the extent of your interactions for a while.

you caught rumours of lisa's birthday coming around, and while you surely couldn't match her expectations on a spending-scale, you could certainly put some thought into a gift- as a thanks for all the ones she'd given you.

you slipped a small necklace with a moonstone pendant into lisa's locker on her birthday. attached was a note explaining the qualities of a moonstone such as inner growth and emotional balance, in light of her recent relationship ending.

the next day, you spotted the necklace adorning the girl's neck and smiled to yourself. when she found you later on, you were greeted with a hug, catching you by surprise. "thank you..so much." she whispered, before slipping a note into your pocket and rejoining her friends. it was her phone number.

from that day forward, lisa wore the necklace every day, and you wore your new matching bracelet.

rosé

rosé was captain of the cheer team, a role envied by many as a clear symbol of status. you'd known rosé years before school, and long before she'd become 'popular', due to your parents being friends.

you'd naturally drifted apart, but were still acquaintances in some ways- despite not even sparing each other glances in the hallways.

one day, in a strange turn of events, you found yourself inside rosé's house attending a dinner party with her family.

there was a definite air of awkwardness surrounding you two when you were left alone by your parents, but the conversation picked up when you began the gossip session.

you eventually found yourself in rosé's bedroom, completely abandoning the dinner party as you two joked around carelessly, forgetting about the divisions you faced in school. it felt strangely normal all of a sudden.

the following days were pleasant, instead of ignoring each other, you and rosé would say hello in the hallways. then it didn't take long for the friendship to rekindle as rosé would start asking to eat lunch together and hang out after school. much to their disdain, you'd eventually replaced a few of her popular new friends.

one thing led to another and you were once again in rosé's bedroom, this time as closer friends than before. you were finishing up some homework as she scrolled absentmindedly through her social media, both lying on the bed.

"i'm bored." she exclaimed with a sigh for emphasis, shifting so that she was directly beside you and her face inches away from yours. "i want to do something..." "like what?" you met her gaze, the proximity undeniably intimate. "i dunno!" she giggled while unsubtly glancing at your lips. "you sure?" you replied, smirking.

before you knew it, her lips were on yours and you were breathlessly making out with the cheer captain.

the small pecks in the hallways prior to that night seemed only natural.

[koaluark]

⠀⠀⠀⠀ jennie ☆ blackpink