#lils 💛

[sluttywonwoo]

thinking about ji coming home from the studio hyped as fuck knowing he made another banger and he wants to celebrate but you’re asleep. good thing you told him he can fuck you in your sleep so he does just that. spooning you from behind while he slowly moves in and out and softly caresses your thighs and shoulders so you don’t wake up. hnnng. -💛

they popped the fancy champagne tonight. it was a bottle they had been saving for a special occasion, a gift from someone with more money than they knew what to do with.

the track they’d been working on was far from perfect but it was finished and that was a huge feat in itself. chan, changbin, and jisung had been wrestling with the song for months. they kept pushing it to the back burner, telling themselves they’d save it for the next comeback, the next album, the next single. they would’ve tossed it had all three of them not been convinced it was good. it had the potential to be a title track if they could just figure out what was missing.

well, tonight jisung did just that and they celebrated like one of them had just won the lottery, drinking the sparkling wine out of paper cups from the water dispenser.

“it’s getting late, you should get home if you want to ride that high,” chris advised, giving jisung a knowing look.

the other two producers were well aware of how jisung liked to work off his adrenaline. you called to tell them as much, cursing them out over the phone for making too many good songs because you were tired of waking up sore.

jisung could feel heat creeping up the back of his neck and blossoming on his cheeks but he didn’t try to deny what his leader was implying because they both knew it was true. changbin even threw in an (un)helpful “go easy on her!” as jisung packed his bag and walked out the door, leaving a couple very confused staff members behind.

he was still buzzed when he made it home. he doesn’t drink often so he’s a bit of a lightweight but he stopped in the kitchen and filled a glass with water from the sink in an effort to rehydrate and prevent any hangover symptoms come morning.

the bedroom is dark. the whole house is dark but jisung had been holding out hope that maybe you had just tucked yourself away for the night and were still awake. maybe you were cozy in bed with a book or scrolling through your phone while you waited for him. he had no such luck.

he curses under his breath when he sees you curled up on your side beneath the covers, sighing quietly to himself. you’re even snoring softly. he should’ve asked his driver to go faster… but he didn’t want to stress the guy out. he doesn’t even know how long you’ve been asleep so it might’ve been in vain anyway.

jisung figures he should get ready for bed too so he takes a quick shower and brushes his teeth before slipping back into your room to grab something to sleep in. light from the bathroom spills into the bedroom, illuminating your side of the bed. he couldn’t tell before, but now that he can see you properly he realizes your shoulders are bare.

he blinks a couple of times just to be sure he isn’t seeing things.

jisung is used to you not wearing pants to bed but you usually wear one of his t-shirts because you get kind of cold during the night.

is it possible you’re… completely naked under there? jisung’s dick twitches at the thought.

he’d taken a cold shower in an effort to resolve his… excitement but it didn’t really help. he’s still half-hard and the idea that you’d been waiting for him like this is enough to make even more blood rush to his cock.

he quietly tiptoes over to his own side of the bed where he pulls back the blankets to reveal your sleeping figure.

his breath catches when his suspicions are confirmed. you had in fact, not worn anything to bed.

it had to be a sign, right? you’d talked about it before— several times, actually. your sex drives are pretty equal, which is kind of surprising considering how horny jisung is. but since he’s always working, you don’t get much time to indulge each other in that way. at least, not as much time as you’d like.

a solution you’d offered was sex while one of you was sleeping. jisung immediately agreed to it. he would let you do anything you wanted to him. but he was more hesitant to be the one to initiate when you were sleeping.

he knew it was a fantasy of yours, he knew it was a fantasy of his, it just felt so wrong to take advantage of you when you were unconscious.

but this feels like the perfect opportunity. he was already full of adrenaline and you’re naked in the bed you shared and his cock is starting to ache with how hard he is…

“fuck it.”

he decides against pajamas for the time being and crawls into bed with you. if you’re already naked he might as well be too.

jisung lets out a sigh of relief when you don’t wake up to the movement of the mattress. you shift a bit in your sleep as he gets settled but that’s it.

your warmth draws your boyfriend in, closer and closer until he’s practically spooning you. he’s hardly breathing because he’s scared of waking you up but in order to continue with his plan he has to move you. he starts with a hand on your hip before bringing it down to your knee so that he can part your thighs, pausing when he finds you’re already wet.

fuck, had you fallen asleep touching yourself?

“were your own fingers not enough, baby?” he whispers, condescension dripping from his voice even though you can’t hear a word he’s saying. “don’t worry, i’ll take care of you.”

jisung still wants to make sure you’re stretched enough for him so he slips one finger inside of you, then two. they’re met with little resistance but jisung keeps them in for a little longer, stroking up on that spot that makes you gush.

he works you up but doesn’t push you over the edge because he knows cumming will definitely wake you up. once he’s satisfied with his efforts, he inches even closer to you until his body is flush with yours.

since you fuck in this position all the time, it’s easy for jisung to line himself up and push into you.

he makes a quiet sound of relief when he bottoms out and has to fight the urge to bite and/or kiss your shoulder like he usually would. you let out a little sound of your own and jisung imagines the way your face must be scrunching up as you adjust to the feeling of being full. his hips stutter forward involuntarily at the thought and he freezes… waiting to see if he’s woken you up.

he doesn’t start moving again until your breathing evens out, caressing your thigh with his calloused palm to soothe you as he builds momentum.

it’s a lot slower than the sex you usually have but it’ll definitely be enough for jisung to cum. just the idea of fucking you in your sleep turns him on so much that he’s having trouble holding back even now when he’s barely started.

“so wet for me, baby. need me all the time, huh? even in your dreams.”

“ji?”

fuck, he’d pushed his luck too much with the talking. his mouth was always getting him in trouble.

you try to turn around but jisung holds you in place. “shhh, baby it’s okay. go back to sleep.”

“when did you get home? did you finish the song? ah- what… what are you doing?”

you know what he’s doing, even in your half-awake state. still, you want to hear him say it.

“i’m um… i, do you want me to stop?”

you shake your head and let your eyes fall shut again.

“don’t stop, feels good.”

“thank god,” your boyfriend groans, wrapping his arms around you in a full embrace, relieved that he can touch you as much as he wants to now.

“we finished the song, baby,” he tells you between kisses to your neck. “rushed home to celebrate with you.”

“i’m s-sorry i fell asleep!” you whine.

“nothing to be sorry for, my love. came home and found you all wet and needy… worked out perfectly, wouldn’t you say?”

“i missed you,” is the only response you offer.

“yeah? were you wishing it was me touching you instead of yourself?”

“yes,” you whimper, “couldn’t… couldn’t cum.”

jisung pouts and lets the expression seep into his voice. “poor thing. i bet you were so frustrated.”

“mhm.”

“what about now though, baby? think you can cum for me?”

you nod, almost head butting your boyfriend.

“‘m so close…”

“already?”

“i woke up with your dick inside me, what do you want from me?”

jisung laughs. “sorry, babe. you’re right. should we cum together? do you think you can hold it a little longer?”

“i’ll try,” you promise.

“that’s my girl.”

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Gregory is NEVER getting unbanned at this rate

[dreamingpartone]

some asny commissions I did for @marshmali late last year!

if you're interested in the story behind them, these are based on scenes from their fic Warm, Like Sunshine on Skin ₊⊹

[gengwasted]

The Light of Kshahrewar

[jkvjimin]

gazing at them projected across the room I feel you with every burst of pain

film out - bts cr. namuspromised | for @cosmicdreamgrl 💛

[fauna-and-floraa]

Sunshine twins ☀

[xochimillilili]

Kinktober day 3: Public play

I want to go on a cute drive in horror movie date with my precious love. All dolled up, cuddly and giggly, before they slowly get more and more scared throughout the film

Slowly pull my love on my lap as the movie goes on. Help them climb onto me, kiss them gentle and whisper it's alright I've got you, as I wrap my arms around their waist. Hug them safe and close as they hide their face into my neck, before I hear them whisper "dad I'm scared", as I feel them start moving their hips back and forth

And what else can I do but soothe my little one? I need to help calm their fear, even in the middle of a crowded place, and I'll gladly pull our pretty bat blanket over us in the dark, grip their hips and help them grind over my throbbing bulge. Feeling their cunt slowly soak through their underwear, hear them whine everytime they feel my cock twitch under them, soothe their whines with a sweet little kiss as their fear drops

Does my pretty little baby need more of dad's help? Maybe it'd all be a bit less scary if you had my cock in you, don't you think honey? Don't worry about anyone seeing us love, they'll just get to watch what a good little slut you are for me. My sweetheart, you just need your dad inside you, so you can clench your little cunt around my cock everytime you get scared mmh? As I slowly rip into their fishnets and push my cock into their needy cunt~

[passionfruitmango]

You are offered a flower:

Do you accept?

>[yes]

[no thank you]

[cutekoala1001]

You see here, kid

You gotta just go for it.

You just gotta bend your knees, take a deep breath and jump.

And you might think, What if I fall?

Well, what if you don’t? What if you fly?

[teddy-boar]

Am I nuts for caring more about Gummigoo the NPC than any of the "real humans" in the circus?

Like I care about them and what's going on with their lives obviously, I am curious about what makes them tick and why they behave the way they do (especially Zooble, they're so interesting to me). But for some reason, Gummigoo feels more real to me than the "real" humans. Maybe because his struggles are more relatable in a weird way, or that his storyline is naratively more interesting, idk.

I just know that we only have him back for like half a second but I enjoyed every fraction of it, despite the angst 😢😢

[sluttywonwoo]

you need to get ready for an event but ofc the dress won’t zip at the back so you go find hannie turning your back to him wordlessly so he can zip you up. he doesn’t get the memo he’s really rather distracted by you so he just zips it down and pushes it off your shoulders and before you can be all ??? about it he’s sucking on your neck and playing with your tits -💛

jisung finds you in your bedroom, hands behind your back struggling to pull the zipper of your dress all the way up.

“almost ready, babe?” he asks.

“almost,” you assent.

he gives you a once over, humming in approval.

“you look so pretty,” he compliments from where he’s standing in the doorway, hands in his pockets.

you want to thank him but you’re too busy grunting in frustration. you’ve worn this dress a million times before, you know it fits, but the zipper always gets stuck around the bust area— the area that’s hardest to reach with your own hands.

you’re ready to give up so you turn your back jisung for help.

he gets the signal, or at least you think he does, until you feel the zipper moving the opposite direction of the way you wanted it.

he kisses the back of your neck as he pulls the sleeves off of your shoulders

“wait, ji… fuck,”

your protests quickly fade as jisung’s teeth sink into your skin, nipping lightly at your shoulder blade.

he kisses his way down your spine, following the fabric down your body until it pools at your feet and he’s on his knees. he taps your hips for you to step out of the dress so you do, turning to face him once again.

“smell so pretty too,” he murmurs to himself.

your eyes flit to the clock on your nightstand. you really should be going, but your boyfriend seems intent on making you late. you doubt he’s even thinking about the event now as he’s unbuttoning his nice shirt as to not get any of your arousal on it, doubt he’s worried about where you’re supposed to be in an hour as he lifts your knee over his shoulder…

he moans your name into your cunt as he gets the taste of you on his lips and tongue. he drinks you in, coaxing whines and whimpers from you like his life depends on it.

as good as he is with his mouth, you know cumming on his tongue will only make you needier and you don’t have a lot of time to do much of anything.

“please, ji, need you inside,” you beg, tugging at his hair and likely ruining the way he’d styled it.

he stands up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, undoing his belt with the other. he eyes the vanity, and you think he’s about to tell you to bend over it so he can make you watch him fuck you in the mirror, but something catches his eye in the reflection and he whips around to look at the clock.

“shit, we’re gonna be late.”

he scrambles for the shirt he’d dropped and wrestles it back on, tossing you your dress as he buttons it with one hand.

you blink at him, crestfallen. “but-”

“i’m sorry, baby, i got carried away. we have to go.”

you’re still frozen, looking at your boyfriend with disbelief. was he really going to make you go out like this? all worked up with no release?it feels like a cruel prank.

you’re so wet you know you’ll ruin any pair of underwear you put on, but if you don’t wear any, you’ll certainly stain your dress which would be much more embarrassing and cause several… issues.

“i’ll make it up to you, i promise,” jisung assures you. he sounds genuinely apologetic but you’re not in a very forgiving mood, shying away when he tries to kiss you on the cheek. he pouts. “baby…”

“forget about it, let’s go,” you huff.

this time jisung actually zips the dress up for you, trying to do some damage control by sweet talking in your ear.

“i’ll fuck you as hard and as long as you want when we get back,” he promises. “okay?”

“mhm.”

you walk out of the room as soon as he connects the metal clasp at the top of the dress, hearing him mutter something about how he’s fucked as he trails behind you.

[kataracy]

Kataang Week 2024 DAY 1 // Cultural Sharing

“I’m nervous. Am I doing okay?”

“You’re doing amazing Sweetie.”

[cbmagus49]

Haven't drawn these goobers in a while so here's Stan and Ford getting a surprise Grauntie hug 💛

[gen4grl]

i bought leaks, butter, bananas and bean jam jelly!

[themissingmango]

it’s my birthday today so i drew myself a cake! i just wanted to express how grateful i am for everyone on here who’s joined me on the art journey i’ve gone on the past year—i haven’t counted, but it’s been A LOT of planes 😂 all your encouraging comments really do make me feel like i’m flying ✈️✨♌️🦁 cheers to all the planes to surely come in the next year! 🎉

[lazorbeanz]

It’s was by the fire that this was about to happen…

…And it was by the fire that this happened instead

and well, this happened too I guess *UGLY COUGH*