#last post i ever plan on tagging with that

[cool-thymus]

10 people i’d like to get to know better

thanks for the tag @acian0 🌻🤗

last song: Starvation by Aurora

last book: i've become a fanfiction addict, so i hardly ever read anything that doesn't give me instant joy. But I'm currently trying to read Murder in the Crooked House by Soji Shimada

last movie: Arrietty by studio Ghibli

last tv show: Shrinking Season 2

last thing i googled: Sōji Shimada's name for this post xD but before that it was just the address of a new bakery in town 😋

favourite colour: yellow 💛💛💛

sweet/savoury/spicy: today was my "sweets are allowed" day, so, SWEET!

relationship status: single

looking forward to: obito-week, kakaobivalentine, and kkobweek 2025 🥳💛 + springtime, planned and improvised trips 😊

current obsession: Obito and Kakashi ❤️‍🔥

tagging 💌 @back-to-rose @ichaichahatake @hairybeardtongue @waruemi @kawkawsrii @spacealligator @protectbatson

[jhdyuiee]

February First!

ᥫ᭡. pairing: bf!doyoung x gf!reader

ᥫ᭡. warning/tags: fluff, smut!, unprotected sex, breast play, kissing/making out, oral (f receiving)

ᥫ᭡. warning/tags: 1.8k

ᥫ᭡. author’s note: HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY KIM DOYOUNG!!!! felt right to post at 2:01 = 02.01 (his birth date). anyhow i’m back, a lot happened in january but im back and stronger with a whole bunch of new stories to share with u all! stay tuned, stay safe, & love u all! 🤍

february 1st. a day of celebration, a celebration of life. your boyfriend– doyoung’s birthday.

as it was a special day, you made sure to plan quite a surprise for him. without giving him too much detail, you informed him to dress nicely. the birthday dinner wouldn’t be until much later, at a restaurant he favored ever since you’ve known him. you invited his friends and family, all in it for a surprise he sure wasn’t ready for.

“are you ready?” you asked as you stepped into the living room where he sat on the couch.

he turns around, taking his breath away. you wore a formal red-ish dress that hugged your body perfectly, hair that was loosely curled, and perfectly natural make-up. he got up from his seat, walking over to you. he took hold of your hand, kissing the back.

“you look beautiful,” he says, like a fool in love. “what if we just skip whatever you planned tonight and celebrate here?”

“nice try,” you giggled.

“worth the try,” he shrugs as he begins leading you to the front door.

as the two of you walk towards his car, his eyes never leave you. he carefully observes you, thinking to himself how you were his greatest gift.

he begins drifting off to the destination you imputed into his phone, immediately recognizing it as his favorite restaurant.

“it’s beautiful tonight,” you say as you stare out the window.

doyoung grabs ahold of your hand, bringing it to his lips to gently kiss it. “i love you,” he whispers.

“i love you more,” you replied, turning to face him.

and for the rest of the drive, you spoke randomly of any topic that came to your mind, being at peace with just the two of you.

·⁀ ༄.° ·⁀ ༄.° ·⁀ ༄.°

the restaurant finally came into view and he drove up to the valet parking. he walked out, handing the valet man his keys before opening the car door for you.

you grab ahold of his arm, walking to the restaurant's entrance. he notices how dimly lit it was, confusing rising.

“are they closed already?” doyoung asks.

you don’t respond, intertwining your fingers with his as you lead the way inside. you push the door open, dragging him further before stopping. you stepped behind him, tippy toeing to cover his eyes.

“walk,” you whispered into his ear. and he did just that. “stop,” you announced, uncovering his eyes slowly.

“happy birthday!” everyone shouts.

your hand back on his, standing by his side as everyone inside the restaurant began singing him happy birthday. you watched him as he looked completely in awe.

and once everyone was done singing, they all came to congratulate doyoung before dispersing to sit at a table. when everyone finished, you and doyoung sat down as well in the table where his family was at.

everyone ordered and ate, chatting to your heart's content. before you knew it hours had passed and it was time for doyoung to cut his cake.

you took out your phone, recording the moment. everyone sang to him once more, the candles lighting up his face. he smiled so beautifully, like a timeless art piece.

doyoung paused, making a wish before blowing out his candles. everyone clapped and cheered. a waiter walked over, handing him a knife to help him cut his first piece.

however instead of saving it for himself, doyoung walks over handing it to you. he insisted you take it, pecking your cheek.

“thank you,” he whispered into your ear before walking over to his mother.

you were left stunned by his action, face growing hotter by the second.

more hours passed by and everyone started leaving, one by one. his friends bid him one last congratulations and farewell.

ultimately it was down to you and his parents. the restaurant staff was nice enough to insist they got the cleanup covered, and so you all walked to the parking lot.

waiting for the respective cars to arrive, having one last chat before parting ways. his mother, father, and brother hugged him tightly before bidding you a farewell as well.

you all part ways, you and doyoung driving back home. arriving no later than 20 minutes, traffic was relatively light tonight.

“thank you for tonight,” he speaks, turning to you as he parks the car. “best birthday ever.”

you smiled, bringing your hands to his face, caressing it gently. “anything for you love.”

you inch closer, bringing your lips to his. a gentle, loving kiss shared by the two of you. the remnants of alcohol still on his lips. you savored him.

he brings his hand to bring you closer, deeper. “let’s go inside,” you try saying in between kisses.

doyoung reluctantly pulls away, biting your bottom lip as he does. hopping out the car, quickening his steps. he wanted you now, a second more missed was like torture to him.

·⁀ ༄.° ·⁀ ༄.° ·⁀ ༄.°

“w-wait,” you say breathlessly as doyoung works his mouth on your neck.

he marks you up before kissing the spot, sealing you. his hands make their way up and down your back, gripping your waist. you could feel his hardened lower half press against you.

“let’s go to the bedroom, please.”

doyoung hears you out, carrying you to the bedroom. he doesn’t stop however, mouth back on yours. his tongue delving in with yours.

plopping you softly on the bed, he parts. his eyes lustful, eyes that look as though they were about to devour you.

“god, you don’t know how much i just wanted to have you once you stepped out in this dress. you tortured me all night.”

“then have me now. consider myself as your second gift from me,” you said. a bold statement, but you didn’t care.

he chuckled,. “then don’t expect to have a good night’s rest tonight,” doyoung warns you.

there was no stopping now.

diving back into your lips, he kisses you more roughly. not to long before trailing his lips down your neck, to your chest. he slowly removes your dress by the straps. his eyes lock with yours before trailing down.

he kisses your breasts, bringing one to his mouth while his hand played with the other. he licks your nipples, biting down on the areola. he alternates between the two, marking them right up.

once satisfied, doyoung continues his journey down your body. his mouth kissing your stomach, bringing your dress down with him.

“lay down for me,” he whispers.

you follow, back against the mattress. he opens your legs, putting each leg on either side of his shoulders. you couldn’t even see his face as he hid underneath your dress. though you could still feel.

you felt as he licked you through your panties. kissing you repeatedly down there. you softly moaned at the sensation.

then you feel as he pushes your panties aside, fingers rubbing against your slit and hot breath tickling your core. you were already wet, all the ministrations he’d done on you turned you on.

doyoung licks his lips before licking you up once. you tasted so sweet, better than the cake he’d had earlier. his tongue then finds your clit, playing with the sensitive bud before dragging it back down.

his wet muscle sliding inside you. the groan he let out from feeling your tightness causing an outwardly sensation. his tongue played with your gummy walls, stretching you out as much as he could.

he drank you up as much as he could, tongue could even rougher before halting and parting. the loss in sensation brought you to tears. “p-please,” you begged.

“patience, love. let me savor my birthday feast,” he replied, still down on you.

kissing your clit, while his fingers teased you. they went in before going back out, causing you to move your hips to bring them inside.

finally nudging them inside, he pumps his fingers in you while working your clit with his mouth. double stimulation, double kill.

you were a whimper and moaning mess. you prayed no one could hear you this late at night.

his fingers worked faster, tongue flicking your clit. your hips began moving on their own. his hands gripping onto your thighs, sucking on your clit.

three fingers in, going insanely fast inside, the knot in your stomach untied. you gushed all over his face and fingers, heaving as you tried catching you breath.

“d-doyoung~”

you chanted his name like it was the only word you knew. you shook, your entire body convulsing. your release feeling too good.

and as you laid there, doyoung took off the remaining of your dress, along with your panties. he stood up, you hazily noticed the dent in his pants.

he hurriedly removed his clothes, his cock standing proudly against his stomach, aching to get inside.

opening your legs once more, he nudges his cock in between your cunt. he rubs your essence onto him, teasing you before sliding himself inside. he slid in easily.

you softly moaned out when you felt him sliding in little by little inside you. he filled you up completely, snuggly fitting inside.

“i’m gonna move now,” he whispers, bending down to peck you on your lips before grabbing one of your legs.

he thrusts into you, in and out. the pace he’s going at increasing by the second. his cock kissing your cervix, tip easily hitting your sweet spot. your arched yourself into him, clinging yourself around his shoulders.

you managed to find his lips, sloppy kissing into them while he moved inside you. he groans against your lips as he feels your cunt tightening around him, faint pulses pulsating around him.

it was too good. after so long, you two were finally going at it intensely.

dropping your leg, his hands maneuver to your hips. he lifts you up a bit, using this new angle to thrust into you harder. it was deeper than before, his hips overpwering. the sound of skin slapping echoing in the room, mingled in with moaning and groaning.

“i-i’m cu-cumming,” you say, completely losing yourself already.

and to this doyoung gives you one last gift. bringing his fingers, he rubs on your sensitive clit. your eyes rolled back, a high-pitched scream emitting from you unconsciously.

you came hard, quivering in doyoung’s hold. he watched you, watched as you got completely destroyed, sent to another world. he loved it, weirdly so he secretly did.

he continues fucking into you, railing you in an effort to meet his own release. and with the aftershocks of your orgasm, they brought him to his. he came inside, painting your walls a warmly white.

your body meets the mattress again, drool all over your mouth and tears mingled into your hair. you were a complete mess, a hot cock drunk mess.

and true to his word, doyoung continued the entire night until sunrise. he put you any position his heart desired, riding him like there was no tomorrow.

love upon love spilled the whole night. the last thing you recalled was his kisses as he engulfed you into his arms, lulling you to sleep.

doyoung admired your sleeping figure, admiring his wonderful girlfriend. thinking of the endless future he’ll spend with you.

the many more february 1st he’ll spend with you, his lovely wife.

© jhdyuiee

2025. 02. 08

final a.n: hello, it’s been a while again hasn’t it. i’m sorry for just disappearing again, but i pray that will be the last time in a while. i have much in store regarding future stories so stay tuned! special suprise tomorrow too! johnny’s birthday special!

[shovel-shuffle]

i've made the decision to orphan iris au on ao3. it's a surprisingly well-liked series - i genuinely didn't expect the response to it that i got. but things have changed and iris isn't really what i want to be known for.

that being said, i think archives are important and i still want people to be able to access the series, so here's the link to the series.

i'm not really into mcyt anymore, so this blog will remain largely inactive. if you happen to be into pokemon, i've been writing for that for the past while. here's a link to my current project.

i don't really know how to end this post. have a good day if you're reading this

[cannibaltranssexual]

DON'T YOU REALIZE OUR BODYS COULD FALL APART AT ANY SECOND?

[mcytegg]

Roshambogames Teammate tierlist 👍

its basically just my incredibly biased personal opinion on who i think ro would work well w in a team. (mapicc gets his own tier bc he is mapicc.)

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

I am going to try writing… the last time I wrote Anything was sometime in early-ish December I think… starting again is quite intimidating and a bit scary. HOWEVER, posting about it on tumblr makes it feel a bit less intimidating and scary.

[solar-halos]

i’m gonna see you alligators later

[silvercat-the-daydreamer]

*SCREAMS* KANAKO YASAKA I AM GOING TO BOIL YOUR EYES LIKE SPAGHETTI

[wundrousarts]

Mini Silverborn Countdown

If you’ve been around for a few years, you’ve seen me vaguely mention a “Silverborn Countdown Challenge” several times. It’s been delayed and changed as many times as the book itself, lol.

If anyone wants sort of a low-stakes, very chill and spaced out version of this ye olde never tackled challenge to complete in the next year before Silverborn, I propose what I’m doing:

Every 3 months leading up to the initial release, I am creating one thing based on each of the books.

January — Nevermoor

April — Wundersmith

July — Hollowpox

[cologona]

Jason has been through a traumatic experience which has deeply impacted his perspective. Things he wasn't aware of before, he can't help but notice now.

Given that his experience was of death, it's only natural that he should hear the dead.

[scribbyizhere]

"Goodness, you are a force!"

-my culinary teacher, loudly, in front of the whole class during a study hall as I was drawing twinks.

MY FANFIC (read abt it at the bottom euhg):

♡BG INFO & DNI♡

she/her, bisexual aro(I'm on the spectrum but not too sure what yet), minor

the dni list for my safety and happiness:

THIS IS A 13+ BLOG, fat phobic, NSFW only blog, homophobic, pedo, TERF, ableist, pro/comship, racist, zoo

Sometimes I post/reblog isopods(I will tag these w 'isopod', 'isoposting' or 'tw bugs'/'tw bug mention'), space stuff, spider-man, metal/rock music stuff, and punk culture. If any of this bugs you please either block those tags, simply ignore them, or even unfollow me. I won't be bothered!

alt blog w spiderman content: @spider-plush

dca/au centered blog(much more organized): @timestillstands

if you find that I start making media that isn't what you like or joined for, or even I say smth that goes against ur morals, feel free to unfollow or stop interacting! no hard feelings, as long as you don't attack me for anything

☆ASKS☆

Send me asks !!! I love them !!! Js no NSFW, nothing that goes along the dni, nothing abt my personal life(btw that's like smth abt where I live, names, age, etc etc. if I want to talk abt that I will.), and no explicit injury(particularly dismemberment, but anyways, don't send me any sort of injury, I will block you)

Not too strict, should be common knowledge for my kinda blog, soo yea. Stay safe, hugs and loves <333

◇TAGGING◇

This has the same rules as the asks, tag me in anything you think I would like, it can be super random or super specific, I don't really care lol.

my rule on tagging me in controversial stuff is that I will choose whether or not I want to get involved.

•DMS•

unless ur a moot pls don't dm me and I also don't have notifs on for anything, so uh yuh

I'm not really an internet talker lol

I'M MAKING A FIC !!! :DD

Your roommate suggested it. Saw a sign asking for help. You needed a job, they needed techs. Problem settled. Right?

Well, yes. New problem: You did not sign up to be the personal daycare technician, which, mind you, was filled with children. You can't do children.

It doesn't seem like the Daycare Attendant likes you either. Which is a problem, because you like it better when the robotic coworkers aren't... Rude? Creepy? Passive aggressive? Not delightful

[the-brainrot-central]

Writing over 30,000 words worth of content for a fic only to realize it’s all pointless because you have no interest in it anymore and you were never gonna finish it anyway….

What even is The Point anymore

[imogenkol]

Wanted to thank everyone again for all of the super sweet comments on the holiday boards, it makes me really happy that you are all enjoying them 💕 I still have a few more oc mutuals to make them for, but I’m gonna be a little busy these next few days so I’m not sure if I’ll get them out as consistently. But I am going to get them out soon!!

[cuteniarose]

PART 5 of my incorrect quotes shenanigans featuring six of our newest OCs, which I am happy I kept forgetting to post because that means I now get to use them to hopefully brighten up @katkastrofa’s day a little ^–^

[pyrriax]

HI TUMBLR late footnote posting before i go to bed (i took a nap today........ ate up most of my time)

not a lot to talk about with footnotes today since i was Busy and my brain wasnt working pfndkmlfd i blame seven hours of modded oneblock

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning!! <3