#lmao cry louder

[hatultaalul]

@almostbiracial Someone is jealous they will never be as girlboss as Rachel Edri the cookie queen 🤭🤭🤭🤭

Also psst, report this clown for badmouthing Rachel (and that second pathetic suibait attempt lol)

[automatronangel]

THIS IS A NATIONAL EMERGENCY IF YOURE GOING TO TIT PLEASE TALK TO ME I HAVE A REQUEST

i fuckin fugue stated my way through the last month genuinely not really acknowledging that i saw dnp in real life (also at one point they were LITERALLY 3 F U C K I N G INCHES AWAY FROM ME i think my brain shut down as like a safety mechanism) and ive since woken up and realized i actually really really want the tit phriendship bracelets please if someone buys me them i will venmo you and also pay for shipping and youd be my favorite person ever

[sharonisthebettercarter]

y'all...

if you haven't yet (and have read the boys comics first of course), def read "dear becky".

it's perfect. it's just fuckin' perfect. that's all i can say... OOH~! i wanna say moar! it hurts so goddamn much but it's a good bittersweet hurt.

also lovely to get full confirmation that kripke is a superfan of the source material and ennis' work~<3

very reassuring and show's he's an open minded person willing to listen and learn with good media literacy, but also means he set out to adapt the story proper from the very beginning<3<3<3! and boi, it has shown from the very beginning but it just gets me all the more excited<3

butt~ if you have any wonder of what he's going for with butcher--motives, self view, goals, even spoilers--this might help clear it up... leik a LOT actually lol

comics butcher and show butcher are actually a lot more alike than people want to admit (def looks like kripke is going for making him as accurate as he can tho)

plus i'm always a sucker for moar big bobbi<3<3<3 she is literally the BEST<3!

[wickedhawtwexler]

i'm annoyed by one (1) irritating noise coming from my neighbors' apartment. i'm going to relocate to a coffeeshop full of people and sit right next to a noisy machine.

[driftwoodskeleton]

dropping subtle hints that i wanna see Ghost in concert more than anything by saying things like "i wanna see Ghost in concert more than anything" to my mum at every opportunity. i am very subtle and chill all of the time

[iridescentis]

i was just washing my face before bed y'know as you do and my cat fucking jumps ON MY BACK OUT OF NOWHERE COMPLETELY UNPROVOKED oh my god 😭

she sat there meowing so pathetically for a whole minute

[southpawscrewball]

the true horror is college ayoo

[dirkxcaliborn]

ngl I'm always a bit taken aback by just how much people simp for Wanderer. Like... the fact that they do isn't surprising, it's just the sheer amount of it.

[mayb4nk]

jj fingering you faster when you say you’re not about to cum :((

(uhmm i got carried away…oops!)

idea inspired by this (that is a p!link don’t open in public lmao)

warnings; NSFW MDNI 18+, p in v, unprotected sex (NOOO), pussy slapping, thigh and ass slapping but only like once, squirting, creampie, praise kink if you squint, this is filthy, jj says mama multiple times, thats abt it i think bbys :)

pink: jj

purple: reader

red/other: my thoughts and apologies (only happens once lmao)

he has you laid on your back, on his bed. your legs are spread and his fingers are so deep inside of you. you can hear the wet sounds of your cunt fill the room, along with your moans and whimpers. he smirks as he sees the pathetic look on your face, he leans down to speak to you, “you gonna cum, mama?” he says with a smirk as his fingers fingers continue their slow, agonizing pace in and out of your cunt, with his thumb circling your puffy clit.

upon hearing these words, you shake your head, voice trembling. “no…” you say, wanting to last longer but you know you’re about to cum. jjs smirk widens as he speeds up his fingers, them plunging in and out of you with ease due to you being so, fucking, wet.

“no, baby? you’re not?” he says, with a condescendingly sweet tone of voice as he hears your shaky voice. his fingers increase speed as they scissor through your aching cunt.

you cry out as you feel him speed up. "jj! fuck, baby!" you whine as he speeds up. your core throbs as you look down at him and see a shit eating grin on his face.

at the sensation, you involuntarily close your legs around his hands. we can’t have that, now can we? he tsks before pulling out of you completely, spreading your legs and pinning them to the bed. he pulls off of your legs and sends a sharp slap against your sensitive clit, causing you to scream.

“don’t hide from me, baby. you know better than that.” he says sternly before sliding down the bed and pressing his hot tongue against your pussy. the sensation of his tongue, spit, and your throbbing, aching clit colliding causes you to arch your back and send your hand down to grip his long, blonde hair.

the taste of your arousal and the feel of your hands in his hair causes him to moan, sending millions of little vibrations to your pussy. you shriek at the feeling and begin rocking and grinding your hips against his tongue, taking what you want.

you swear you can feel him smile against you as his right hand comes up to rub on your inner thigh before pressing a sharp, mean slap to it. you yell and your legs twitch at the pain, he then brings his hand back to softly rub over the red mark now forming on your thigh, soothing the pain.

he takes his fingers back down to your pussy to press into your entrance, causing you to let out a pornographic moan as you feel the familiar intrusion. he begins moving his tongue faster against you, licking, sucking, and nipping at your clit as his fingers fuck you at a ruthless pace.

“fuck, jj! im close, baby.. m’so close..” you whine as your pussy clenches around his fingers, causing him to groan against your pussy. he smirks against your pussy as he keeps the same fast, orgasmic pace. the pace that he knows you love, the pace that causes you to clench around his fingers and moan louder than ever.

he mumbles some words into your pussy that cause you to tremble and whimper at the vibrations. “c’mon, pretty mama. give it to me.” he coos as his hips begin rutting into the mattress, trying to find his own relief.

“i’m cumming, jj~!” you moan as your eyes roll back into your head and your legs shake. he pulls away from you completely, letting you come down on your own. and thank god he does, or else he would’ve missed the absolute fucking show you’re putting on for him right now.

he watches you moan, writhe, and squirm against the mattress as clear liquid spurts from your pussy. he looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes along with a smirk before speaking up,

“look at you, baby!” he teases as he sees the embarrassment on your face.

you lay there, spent, and sweaty. he looks at your form on the bed before slowly undoing his belt. you hear this and groan sleepily as you look at him and start to protest, but he stops you.

“shh, baby. let me do all the work. let me take care of you.” he says softly as he takes his shirt off, his body completely bare as he looks at you with a soft look, silently asking for permission.

once he sees you nod softly, he moves next to you, putting you in a spooning position as he holds your leg up, providing enough space to slip his fat cock in between your folds.

you moan as you feel his cock run between your folds, teasing you. you gasp out as you let out a breathy plea. “please, jj..”

he kisses the back of your neck before slipping his cock into you slowly, whimpering in your ear as he feels your wet, warm, and soft pussy clench around him. he stills his hips giving you a minute to adjust. but once you give him that signal that he can move, he’s not stopping. he slowly pulls himself from you before snapping his hips into yours, causing you to scream.

he moans as he speeds his hips, the sound of skin slapping against itself fills the room, along with both of you guys’ moans and whimpers. he brings his hand to wrap around your front, rubbing your clit in circles that are perfectly timed with his thrusts.

“you’re so fucking perfect, you know that, baby?” he praises in your ear as his hips slam into yours. you can’t answer due to your brain completely shutting down because jjs just fucking you so good you just go cock dumb :(. slobber dribbles down your chin as you begin incoherently babbling. (gross!)

“oh, my poor girl, huh?” he purrs as he feels your pussy clench around him, signaling that you were close. he kisses your shoulder before turning you on your tummy, his knees resting beside your legs as he pushes your head into the pillow.

“can’t even speak because this cock is so good, huh?” he chuckles darkly as his other hand comes to grip your hips, almost leaving bruises.

you manage to let out a strangled “m-mhm..!” as his long, thick cock slides in and out of you. you feel his hand slap your ass as his other hand that was pressed on your head, comes to press onto your back, forcing your chest into the bed.

“i- jj..! so good…” you mumble as you manage to turn your head to look at him. he coos as he looks at you.

“i know, baby.. i know.” he coos before starting again, “but you can take it, yeah?” he groans as his thrusts get sloppier and he notices your moans getting louder, letting him know you were close.

“cum on my cock, baby.” he moans as he brings both hands to grip your hips, thrusting faster into you as you feel his heavy balls hitting your clit.

you moan loudly into the pillow as your pussy spasms around his cock. he moans when he sees the white ring around the base of his cock as he thrusts into you.

“i’m gonna cum, baby..” he says before letting his cum fill you, his moans shaky and his hips stuttering inside of you, causing you to whimper.

he pulls out of you and flip you to your back, forcing you to look at him. “you did so good, baby.. m’so proud of you.” he says as he presses a chaste kiss to your lips before laying his head on your chest.

“i love you.”

sorry this would’ve been better if i didn’t have to rewrite it THREE TIMES. FUCK U TUMBLR GRRR.

tags: @maybanksprincess (wrote a special part in here for u mama 😼)

[kookinglikeachef]

SKZ members who are most likely and least likely to be loud while getting it on with the members still home.

Loudest: Jisung, Hyunjin and Changbin?

Quietest: Seungmin

kookinglikeachef: Thank you for the first SKZ request. And pls, there is not a quiet member in that group lmao

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MOST

Han

This mf is loud af. Okay. I’m talking sobs, cries, yelping, laughter, whimpering, yes…yes…and more yeses! He does not understand why he should have to be quiet and definitely does not care how embarrassing his sounds are, he’s letting everybody know how good you make him feel, even you when you’re literally the one riding him. If he feels like you didn’t hear him enough the first time, get ready to hear him again.

Changbin

Mans is shamelessly loud even when he knows he shouldn’t be. Just simply cannot stfu. And he especially wants—no—needs you to be loud when he’s going down on you. As he’s literally trying to devour you, he adds a finger and your moans can be heard faintly through the walls. But how many can he add until anyone within a five mile radius can hear you? He adds two and, I mean, what more does he want? You’re crying, begging at this point because you can’t take anymore. Three fingers? Cops at the door. Angry members.

Lee Know

Minho’s selective about when to be quiet but when he’s LOUD ohmygod. If he sees you holding back he becomes annoyed. Makes that ‘tch’ sound of disapproval and his movements become rougher, quicker. Oh, you’re covering your mouth now? Removes your hand and pins both hands down above your head. Think he’s about to let you bite your lip?! Nope. He’s opening your mouth with his own so you’re both making it sang in that bedroom.

Hyunjin

Would be more focused on making you moan louder than he was but when he does, he’s throwing his head back, swallowing hard and unable to contain his excitement (especially when being a sub). A complete mess under your touch, raspily begging for more. Would only moan your name, though. Actually he shouts your name. Like full government. Not only does the members know, now the neighbors do.

Bang Chan

Chan is moderately considerate when it comes to making love to you while the members are still home. CHRISTOPHER, HOWEVER, does not give a flying mother fuck. If it’s been a long day and 7/kids have been stressing him out, they’d better have noise canceling headphones or get ready to sleep at the studio because they are no longer his concern once he’s on top of you. Becomes rabid in bed. The only things loud are your moans screams and his headboard banging a hole through the wall. And sorry honey, cry all you want, he gets to be selfish this time. You know your safe word.

Felix

SO. SO. SO DEEP. Growling, grunting, moaning. Your lungs burning with lack of oxygen from his hard thrusts, turning your moans light and airy. He tries to muffle his sounds against your neck but everyone can clearly hear what sounds like a lion mauling a fairy. Hot right?

Jeongin

Fox is just another way to spell freak. Don’t think too much about it. Seriously. Now look, he doesn’t like to be loud that much but when he can’t help it, he’s groaning/whining. Full on guttural moans maxed volume because this is the best fuck of his life. Does not care if the other members hear. They’re flipping through newspapers like nothings going on, anyway.

Seungmin

Is definitely loud but can control his volume to a certain extent. Mostly curses in his moans like the best damn sailor in the ‘pussea��. Omg, that was cringe but you get it. It’s when he gets close to coming, borderline heavenly, he’s upstaging you. The members just assume you guys are singing karaoke.

LEAST

[hitomisuzuya]

I was wide awake when I saw the the request open lmao😭

A smut fic of Fatui harbinger Scara who loves to spoil his girl pls???

harbinger!scaramouche x fem!reader. smut. cunnilingus. degradation.

birthday smut for scara💜

scaramouche could tell there is something on your mind. you'd been walking next to him for awhile now, occasionally giving him quick, but longing side glances. it was cute how obvious you are being despite trying to be discreet.

"hm? something on your mind?" he asked, lifting the brim of his hat off his face some seeing you glance at him again.

you freeze, your breath hitched in your throat realizing you'd been caught. "well i.." you trailed off, the obvious fit of shyness rippling through you evident on your face, "no, it's just," you continued, fidgeting a little, "it's nothing."

"huh?" scaramouche sighed, and reached out to flick your forehead. "i can see something rattling around in that pretty head of yours. out with it."

"are we almost there?" you asked, finally having the nerve to look at him.

he raised an eyebrow. "was that really what you wanted to ask? why? are you tired?" somehow he didn't think that was it. there was something you really want to ask him.

you glance at scaramouche's mouth. he has a beautiful mouth that's capable of so..so much. you had a lot of time to look around and observe things when you are walking with him, being that he was the type who didn't feel the need to have a conversation just because it was quiet.

the more you found yourself glancing at his mouth as you walked, the more it made your thoughts race thinking about all the things he could do with his tongue. things that made the warmth of arousal prickle in your core, and your panties increasingly wet as you walked.

your heart starts to pound as you open your mouth to speak. putting your hands behind your back, you rub your thighs together a little and look away shyly. "scara, when we get back to our lodgings for the night will you eat me out? please."

scaramouche grit his teeth, slightly frustrated at how infuriatingly cute you look right now. if there is one thing that he couldn't resist indulging in, it is spoiling you.

how could possibly refuse his precious girl, especially when you are practically begging him to tongue fuck you in such a delicate, shy, and needy way.

one smirk down at you is all it took to confirm his answer. "it just so happens that we are closer to the inn than you think we are," he replied, pulling the brim of his hat over his face a little to hide the blush on his cheeks.

his ego also happened to stretch a bit.

before you knew it, you are lying naked on the bed, your legs spread while his mouth devours your creamy cunt. he has two fingers holding your folds apart, giving his tongue easier access to bully your throbbing clit.

"are you feeling good, my girl?" he asked, looking up at you as he licked long, slow stripes up and down your puffy pussy. he used his whole mouth to taste you, sucking and licking in ways the only made you moan you louder and more consistent with each point he focused on, your hands clutching the blankets in a feeble attempt to ground yourself.

"yes! ah god, yes, i am!" you cry out, grinding your pussy on his mouth. your pussy clenched around the tip of his tongue as it flicked teasingly at your hole.

"that's my good girl. fuck yourself on my tongue like the slut you are," he scooped your clit into his mouth to suck on, chuckling as drool rolled from his mouth down your pussy.

to him, you truly are a feast fit for a king. he is getting to spoil you and eat you out. your whiny moans of bliss an extra bonus for him. and for his cock.

the wet and soft slurps are more than enough evidence he is enjoying himself, drunk on how sweet you taste. he swirled his tongue around your clit, moaning as he held your thighs apart. he couldn't get enough of how very clearly dumb he was fucking you with his tongue.

"scara! scara!" you mange to whimper, releasing one of your hands from clutching the blankets to tug on his hair. pressing his mouth down onto your cunt, you rock your hips up, desperately seeking more friction from the wet muscle teasing at your hole.

"keep whimpering just like that," scaramouche pushed his tongue inside of you. your back arched off the bed as he swirled it between your walls, purposefully stimulating every sensitive part of your pussy.

he shivers in anticipation feeling the way you start to twitch. the closer you got to creaming on his tongue, the sweeter you tasted. his eyes nearly roll into the back of his head tasting you clench so fucking tight on his tongue.

"scara..i..i'm gonna!" you began, however the latching of his lips around your throbbing clit again cut you off, a gasp of pleasure replacing any words for a moment. "your tongue feels so good!" you card your fingers through his hair, grinding shamelessly on his mouth.

scaramouche purred a chuckle on your pussy. "so fucked dumb by my tongue you can't even speak clearly. what a slut," he prodded his tongue back inside you for the pure pleasure of feeling you clench from his degradation.

you writhe as pleasure burned through your senses, pushing you right off the edge. your fingernails dug into his scalp as the intensity of your orgasm assaulted your body. the harder he made you cum, the more you shook while he lapped up your release soaking on his tongue.

spoiling you was about his pleasure to.

[hoshifighting]

hi, lyla! saw that requests are open and i literally have this in my drafts lol

could u write about chan and the reader having phone sex since chan is currently on a tour. he had his fleshlight with him and they exchange dirty talks with each other ><

thank u in advance and pls be safe and healthy always! also, love the new theme, i got shocked when i saw u in my notifs lmao

phone sex with chan as he uses a fleshlight (sex toy)

WARNINGS: smut, sex toy (fleshlight), masturbation [m.& f.], dirty talk, chan moaning loud, chan being NEEDY!!!!!!

chan’s voice is crackly but clear over the line, the telltale hotel-room TV buzz in the background. he’s panting already, his breaths uneven, and you can hear the faint, unmistakable wet schlick-schlick sound of his fleshlight in motion. the moment you catch it, you grin wickedly.

“really, chan?” you tease sultry. “you couldn’t even wait for me to pick up?”

“fuck—don’t start,” he groans, it was clear he was frustrated at the same time. “you weren’t answering. i’m desperate, okay?”

you bite your lip, your hand already sliding beneath the waistband of your shorts. “you miss me that much, baby?”

“you have no fucking idea,” he breathes out, the sound of the fleshlight’s wet squelches picking up pace. “this thing—it’s not even close. doesn’t feel like you at all.”

you hum, your fingers dipping lower. “that’s because it’s not me, channie. i’m the only one who knows exactly how to ride you.”

he whines at your words, a high, desperate sound that makes you clench around nothing. “you’re so mean,” he mutters, his voice laced with need, all whiny.

“oh, am i?” you taunt, your tone mockingly sweet. “you’re the one fucking a piece of rubber while i’m over here, all wet and needy for you. but go ahead, channie—tell me how good it feels. is it tight enough for you?”

“it’s—it’s tight,” he stammers, his voice cracking slightly. “but it’s not the same. fuck, it’s not even close.”

“of course it’s not,” you purr, your fingers circling your clit. “it doesn’t squeeze you like i do, doesn’t pull you in and milk you dry. poor baby, having to settle for that cheap little toy.”

his moans grow louder, the wet, rubbery sounds filling your ears as he starts to lose control. “fuck, i need you,” he pants, his words tumbling out in a rush. “need your hands, your mouth, your pussy—need all of you.”

you smirk, your own breathing growing heavier. “you’re so needy, channie. moaning like a little slut—what would your members think if they heard you?”

“shut up,” he gasps, his voice breaking on a whimper. “they’re—they’re not gonna hear me. fuck, you’re so mean.”

“mean?” you echo, your tone dripping with mock innocence. “i’m not the one whining and moaning like a bitch right now, am i?”

“fuck—fuck,” he groans, his voice shaking. “please, baby, talk to me. tell me what you’re doing.”

“i’m touching myself,” you admit, your fingers moving faster. “thinking about how much better i’d feel than that stupid toy. bet it doesn’t even grip you right, huh?”

“it doesn’t,” he whimpers, his movements growing frantic. “doesn’t feel like you at all. i need you so bad, baby—please.”

“aw, poor channie,” you coo, your voice softening just a little. “don’t worry, baby. when you get back, i’ll make sure you don’t even think about that dumb little toy ever again.”

his moans reach a new pitch, his breaths ragged and broken. “i’m close,” he gasps desperated. “fuck, i’m so close.”

“then cum for me,” you urge, your voice dropping into a husky whisper. “cum and think about how much better it’ll feel when it’s me.”

with a choked cry, he falls over the edge, his moans loud and unrestrained as he spills into the toy. the wet, messy sounds of his climax make your own orgasm rush through you, leaving you gasping and trembling. as the two of you catch your breath, the line goes quiet for a moment, save for the soft sound of his breathing. finally, he speaks, his voice hoarse but satisfied.

“that…was so much better than this stupid thing,” he mutters, and you can’t help but laugh.

“told you,” you tease. “but don’t throw it away just yet. you’ve still got a few more weeks of tour left, and we’re not done having fun.”

his groan of protest makes you smile, and you can practically hear the blush in his voice as he mumbles, “you’re gonna kill me, baby.”

[angelsrcute]

You said dom reader is okay so I am LAYING MY BRAINROT ON THE TABLE—

I'd like to respectfully request Overblot Boys (sans Riddle) being dominated by the reader (preferably afab & gn, there's so much submissive fem reader stuff out there & I want rep as a dom-leaning vers).

Those poor boys all need some therapizing & to get out of their own heads so bad— so what's a better way of doing so than taking charge and making them forget how to speak by pleasuring them? Sure, they can be defiant; and they can deal with a firm hand correcting them. But good boys who admit they need help & ask for it can be rewarded with fucking until they're empty and fuzzy-headed. ^^

The only one I had a semi-specific scenario in mind for was Jamil— him being blindfolded while being sucked off. His attempt at trying to regain control leads to him getting a smack on the ass & tied up so the reader can mark his pretty torso with hickies that they press on while cooing to him & edging him until he yields.

... can you tell I've been repressed lately? Lmao-

WALK EM LIKE A DOG. 𝝑𝝔

૮𐔌ྀི ´ ཀ ྀི 𐦯ྀིა 𝐍-𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 !! ; Sub!Leona, Jamil and Azul (separate) + Dom!F!Reader ➜ cws: Brat taming, nipple play, biting, blindfold use, gag use, spanking (once), restraints (Jamil), mommy kink, crying, use of strap on, praising (Azul), leash and collar use, cunnilingus, praising, hair pulling (Leona). ᡴꪫ‎

꒰ † ੭ — Part 1; I absolutely loved writing for this idea! Though I'm still wondering about what to write for the rest, don't mind if it's late, haha! <3

❝ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 ❞ — 🪦

This man is definitely a brat, always running his big mouth off. So to make him behave you blindfolded him and put a cloth around his mouth, good, now he will finally shut up. You leave trails of kisses down his neck, biting and sucking on his sensitive spot. You kneel down and stroke his cock a few times before taking it in your mouth.

God, it felt so good, he could feel your eyes were on him— his back arching as he gripped the sheets. His moans were muffled by the gag, he tried to pull away but you held him, landing a smack on his ass. “Behave, if you want to cum, you'd have to be a good boy.” You spat out, smiling at his state. You continued what you were doing, pressing kisses on his cock and edging him! When are you even gonna let the poor boy cum!? Atleast he's listening to you like a good boy after being tied up because of his bratty attitude. <3

❝ 𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋 ❞ — 🪦

He'd be such a pathetic crying mess, your good little boy! Just shower him with praises and kisses while you thrust inside his hole with your strap-on and he's already fucked dumb. He can only focus on how good it feels, maybe being weak isn't so bad, if he gets to be in your arms. You'd wipe away his tears and tell him he's the best.

Worship his body, play with his sensitive little nipples, leave love bites on his skin— he loves it all, he'd show them off with no shame if he wanted to. He'd definitely be ashamed about the noises he's making so he buries his head between the pillow as you fuck him. Maybe this guy also has a mommy kink! <3

“Gonna cum for mommy, yeah? Let yourself go, my baby.”

❝ 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 ❞ — 🪦

He'd never admit he likes you dominating him, people are supposed to bow down before him— He is the king, isn't he? But no, you're currently sitting on the bed while holding the leash attached to his collar. How degrading. He can't believe he enjoys it!

His tongue darted out, lapping up your sweet juices. Your fingers tangling itself in his hair as you pull his head back, “How about you beg and maybe I'll end your punishment? Fair deal, right?”

He doesn't meet your eyes but whispers something you can't hear, “What was that, sweetie? You're always so loud, what's wrong, hm?” You try not to laugh at the pathetic man in front of you, you can see his ears turning red as he speaks louder, “P-Please let me pleasure you—”

“Good kitty, go ahead.” You watch as he eagerly dives back, you grip his hair tighter as you feel your orgasm coming. You pull him closer and cum in his mouth, he licks you clean. You let go of his hair, letting him catch his breath, “Well done, now, let's reward you for being good for me, shall we?” <3

[silvergyus]

Congrats on 500! Well deserved 😊

I have an obsession of txt's noises so::: Most to least likely to be the loudest in bed and what do you think they sound like? 😀

omg I can't believe this took me this long to get to this! if I think about txt's noises too long I have to sit down and drink a glass of ice water with a big fan, cartoon style lmao. I hope that this furthers your obsession🤭

MOST

YEONJUN

when he feels good his brain just slows down and he's just stream of consciousness saying what he feels. the ideal man (imo) because he's just talking the whole time. "yeah, you like that?" and "ohhhh so pretty for me" in the span of two seconds. when he's in a clear headspace he'll def talk you through it, but when he starts feeling really good he's just kinda blabbering. whines when he gets close. isn't one to outright moan so often, but whines and yaps please be loud for him too. likes hearing you moan and whimper and cry out his name. loves hearing how good he makes you feel

BEOMGYU

has two modes: soft quiet baby boy and motormouth menace. when you have soft sex he is the sweetest baby, quiet and gentle. soft sighs falling quietly from his pretty lips. the sounds of your kisses louder than any noise he makes. but when the two of y'all are fucking, that's a whole different story. runs his mouth telling you what to do, how he likes it, how good you feel. when he gets like this you'd better hope no one else is even on the floor because he doesn't care who hears you likes hearing you but also loves making you stay quiet. quickies in the dressing room with his hand over your mouth. fucking you into the mattress when he knows soobin and kai are in the living room playing league

HUENINGKAI

isn't really loud on purpose but makes so many pretty noises that they add up. lots of soft "oh"s and "mmmh"s when you take off your clothes or make him feel good. please please please run your nails across his back when he's fucking you. lets out the prettiest hiss of breath when you do and fucks you faster. always tries to bury his face in your neck or chest when he cums because he can't help the sounds he makes. completely dead silent if he's being a brat or trying to punish you, but if there aren't any dynamics at play he is just a sweet boy who can't help the sound he makes

SOOBIN

doesn't really say much because his head goes dumb when he feels you on his cock, but he has lots of involuntary noises. boobie lover soobin will let out a soft groan when you pull your top off, a sharp intake of breath when you let him touch them, and a loud, embarrassing groan when you let him put his face in them. whines if you tease him but if you're being nice expect heavy breathing and soft moans against your skin. moans loudly when he cums- head falling back, eyes squeezing shut- but gets shy after (what if the other boys heard?)

TAEHYUN

will talk you through it on occasion, but is generally more of a soft sighs and quiet grunts type of guy. the kind of guy to not say much but will whisper a "you're so beautiful" in the middle that makes you melt gets off on your noises though. part of why he's so quiet is that he wants to hear every sound you make. if something he does makes you moan or whimper, he'll keep doing it until you cum again and again. anything and everything to hear you

LEAST

[hysteria-things]

i REALLYYY need a sub matt fic plsss i read the one when he gets hard from seeing her in a bathing suit but can u do one where the triplets are like filming a video and she like like bends down to get something and sees how flustered it makes matt so then she just continues to do stuff like that like stand in front of him and "accidentally" backing up into him yea like stuff like that u know the rest 😁😁😁 (if so could u pls add a little bit of a mommy kink obviously if not that's totally fine)

PLEASE ME

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sub!matt x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: while filming a video with the sturniolo triplets, you notice matt acting strange so abruptly. when you realize what it’s about, you want to take advantage of it.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: FILTHY, unintentional teasing lol, handjob, p in v, mommy kink, begging kink, praising, a little degradation, overstimulation, unprotected sex (don’t do that!), breeding, ROUGH

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 912

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: these requests are literally all the same LMAO

i’m sorry if the mommy kink isn’t RAGING for some reason typing that out makes me cringe a little😭

EDIT: hi second anon i’m very sorry i forgot to put the tata sucking that’s so my bad💔

matt couldn’t help but stare. the boys decided to go roller skating for fun and film for wednesday’s vlog. currently, matt’s at the booth you guys picked out to rest while his brothers are still on the floor.

you wanted to rest your feet as well, so for now, you’re in charge of filming the two over the loud music and other people.

he watches as your body is hunched over the wall dividing the rink to the main area, your skirt lifted ever so slightly. you look so attractive to him, his pants tightening as he looks in your direction.

“that’s good for now, thanks y/n!” chris says as he skates by, giving you a thumbs up.

your giggle fills matt’s ears, his hips having a mind of their own. he thrusts softly into the edge of the table, whining lowly.

“are you alright?” you question, now standing in front of his face.

his eyes are wide like he’s scared. you have a look of genuine fear on your face because he’s been acting fine all night until this moment. “holy shit, matt. seriously, are you okay?”

“i-i need to use the bathroom.” he stammers, quickly getting out of his skates and speed-walking to the other side of the building.

“matt, hold on!” you call out, but he ignores you. you stumble to get your skates off, sprinting after the boy.

catching up to him as he’s about to enter the boy’s room, you grab his wrist and turn him around. his eyes are tearing up as if he’s about to start crying or something. “matt, what the hell?”

“it hurts.” he pouts, looking down at the ground.

face visibly confused, you try to figure out what the fuck he’s talking about. “what hurts?”

he slowly removes his jacket from in front of his pants, revealing the raging boner through his jeans. “oh.”

his lip quivers, still avoiding eye contact from the embarrassment. “it hurts so fucking bad.” he whines louder.

honestly, you feel bad for him, but that doesn’t mean you still can’t help… right?

before his brain can comprehend what’s going on, you push him into the restroom and lock the door, laying him down on the ottoman that’s in the center of the spacious room.

biting your lip, you bring your hand down to the inside of his pants, palming him through his underwear. he moans desperately, a wet spot forming from the pre-cum.

he’s so sensitive that he’s twitching already, and that’s your sign to wrap your small hand around his dick, moving up and down.

“what a pretty boy, you are.” you coo, his eyes fluttering back with a positive hum. taking your thumb, you move it on his swollen tip. his poor dick is aching for a release, or even better, to be inside of you.

you feel him tighten, moving your hand faster and faster with each pump. squirming rapidly below you, he sticks his tongue out from the pleasure. “i’m gonna cum!” he moans.

you tut. “ask.”

he mewls, eyes closing shut while panting uncontrollably. “please let me cum, mo—”

you smirk amusingly, knowing damn well what was going to fall past his lips. “who?”

sniffling, he now looks at you with a pleading face. “can i cum, mommy?”

giving permission, he spurts his hot liquid down his shaft, but you don’t stop. you keep pumping, hovering over him and slipping your panties to the side with your free hand. “such a good boy.” you praise.

he loves that.

matt hisses once you start to bounce slowly on his cock, still feeling stimulated from his high. it hurts him, but it feels too good at the same time.

his mouth hangs wide, eyes rolling to the back of his head when you start to gradually get faster.

whines and whimpers echo along the walls. thank goodness the music is so loud outside, otherwise people will be able to hear how pathetic he sounds.

you moan too, but not as loud as he is. his voice mind as well be gone by the end of this.

the way your walls engulf him perfectly rubs him the right way, biting his lip and whining nonstop. you whisper praises into his ear, knowing that it gets him closer.

“mo-mmy.” he says high-pitched. “please let me cum i-inside you. please, mommy.”

the begging has you clench, lips ghosting his. “you’re so pathetic right now, i love it.”

eyes crossing, he spills deep into your cunt you can feel it in your stomach. he shakes his head frantically. “e-enough. it hurts too good!”

“come on, baby.” you kiss him sloppily, hands tangling in his hair and tugging at it in the process. “you don’t want mommy to milk you dry?”

tears start trickling down his cheeks, and cries and sobs of pleasure enter your mouth as he tries to kiss you back.

the previous orgasm still leaks, but another one comes rushing in. he’s cumming so much to the point where you’re full, and the rest smears out of the sides of your pussy.

moaning one final time, you release what you were holding around him.

he twitches at the slightest touch, eyes still crossed from the ecstasy that flowed through his body in the short amount of time.

it’s crazy to think about, but you were best friends at the beginning of the night. now the night ended with you pumped full of his cum.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[ariascoven]

✹ ── WORK FOR IT.

PAIRING : professor!lilia calderu x reader

CONTENT + WARNINGS : female reader. legal age gap. power imbalance. annoyed lilia. pet names (darling, baby, angel, sweetheart & little one). smut. hair pulling. semi-public sex. oral and fingering (lilia receiving). praise and degradation kink. mommy kink, reader calls lilia mamma. marking, biting and hickeys. nursing kink, no lactation.

WORD COUNT : 2.9k

A/N : keep in mind i have no idea how university works. i didn't even finish high school lmao, don't expect much from me

AO3 | MASTERLIST

Shit, shit, shit. You fucked up. You fucked up terribly - and uncharacteristically - bad. With your busy schedule and scrambled brain, you ended up completely forgetting about the upcoming test with Ms. Calderu. Your heart clenched just from the mere thought of leaving the woman you admired so much disappointed, dreading the stern look you would receive from those brown eyes the moment you stepped into the classroom hours late, after her class had already ended.

Your hurried footsteps were the only sound echoing around the empty hallways, given everyone else was in their respective classrooms, but you knew Lilia’s was empty at the moment, the older woman being probably the only one. Your breath came in gasps as you quickened the speed of your pace, practically running like a crazed woman through the university building in hopes of reaching your destination in time — although the clock on your wrist told you that was an impossible thing to happen. Panting, you pushed the huge door open with a loud bang.

With wide eyes, you were immediately met with a familiar grey-haired woman sitting behind her desk, the fancy glasses framing her stern face stealing the breath from your lungs — a sight you would usually melt for. Instead, the cold gaze she shot up made your arms drop loosely by your sides in shame, head tipping down as the floor suddenly became incredibly interesting.

“Come closer.” She ordered, voice rough, the demanding tone she used inflicting unwanted feelings on your body. Slowly, you dragged your feet across the empty room and towards her. Lilia watched in complete silence, impatiently tapping her pen against the surface of her desk, covered with papers and an unfinished mug of black coffee. Her narrowed eyes scanned your body as you stopped in front of her desk, head downcast.

God, you couldn't even face the woman. She had showered you with praise and compliments when you told her you were the first student to arrive for the English test just a few days back, only for you to commit such a huge mistake when it came to hers — the test she said you would flawlessly get the highest grade of the class, as always. After being so late, you knew she wouldn’t allow you to take the test. You fought back the urge to cry.

“Three hours ago.” She spoke slowly in a tone lower than usual, dragging out each word as if to make her point as clear as day. “You have the audacity to walk into my classroom three hours late.” Her anger only grew at your avoidance, eyes locked onto your feet and stubbornly refusing to look at her. She crossed her arms over the desk, leaning forward and speaking louder.

“When I speak,” she began, the noise of her pen dropping onto the desk louder than it should be and making you wince. “I expect you to look at me and not at the floor, young lady.” She observed intently as you looked up, taking way too long and deepening her annoyance — first, it was your irresponsibility with the test, and then you move like you’re in slow motion while she just wants to get the damned conversation over with.

A shiver ran down your spine and raised goosebumps on your skin when you met the older woman’s gaze. Your hands found their way to your chest, fingers entwined and fiddling with each other as you remained quiet, waiting for her to resume her scolding; a well deserved one.

“I don’t even have the words to describe what I’m feeling right now because disappointment doesn't even begin to grasp the concept of it.” The words slipping from your adored professor’s lips cut right through your heart like a sword aimed to kill, the tears threatening to spill from your eyes becoming harder to fight against as your lips trembled.

“You don’t need to be so mean.” You said quietly, barely above a whisper, voice trembling. Your stomach turned at the pure annoyance displayed on Lilia’s face, eyes narrowing further as she clicked her tongue. You noticed the way she gripped the edge of her desk — something she only did when her anger was getting the best of her, usually shown before she yelled at a student, which she rarely did. Fuck, you were screwed.

“Darling, you have no idea how mean I can get when someone I put my entire trust in fails me.” She almost growled, eyes darkening. “One hour, I could maybe forgive. But three? That’s just testing my patience.” She shook her head subtly. And she was right. Being on time was one of the rules she could never forgive a student for breaking, but for you, exceptions had always been made. But three hours would be stretching it, especially during exam season — especially when it was the most important test of the semester.

“Lilia—” you tried to speak, but were quickly cut off by the woman herself, sounding louder.

“It’s Ms. Calderu to you.” Your eyes widened. Neither you or her could remember how long you’d been on a first name basis. Calling her Lilia was never a problem, so hearing her snap at you because of that shocked you speechless, lips parted as you could only stare in disbelief.

The beat of silence that followed the exchange made you shift uncomfortably, the room heaving with tension and unspoken feelings. You had an idea to repair the situation, something that would make Lilia stop being mad at you and maybe, just maybe, could recover your lost grade. Deciding to give it a shot, you swallowed thickly.

“Ms. Calderu,” you breathed out, obeying and stepping closer to the desk. Your hands found their way to the wood surface, body leaning down just the slightest bit, all of that without breaking eye contact even for a split second. “I’m truly sorry. I acknowledge my irresponsibility and that I committed a huge mistake, and I am fully willing to repair it. Is there any chance you could allow me to take the test? I would do anything.”

The implication in your words was no secret, clear for anyone to hear. Lilia wasn’t dumb. She paused for a few moments, eyes raking over your body before meeting yours once more. She hummed in thought, leaning back against her chair and tilting her head to the side. “Anything, you say?” The words dripped from her lips in a purr, one that made you throb with need.

You hummed in agreement, eyes glimmering with shaky confidence as you tried to keep your cool. At the confirmation, she spread her legs fully and nodded down, a silent request — or rather, a silent order. The message was understood immediately, and you moved just as quickly. You found your way under her desk and between her legs, staring up with puppy eyes and caressing her thighs over the smooth fabric of her pants.

Her hand found its way to your head, gripping a fistful of hair with a grip so bruising it made you wince and whine in pain. She pulled your head back with a harsh tug. “If you want a good grade,” her free hand reached down to trace imaginary patterns on the exposed skin of your neck, making you shiver. “You need to work for it.”

She didn’t have to say anything more, those words being enough to have you desperately pulling the zipper of her pants down. She helps you pull the pants down to her ankles by lifting her hips, lust filled eyes studying your every movement. In all honesty, it wouldn't be the first time you’d done something like this with Lilia, nor the first time you’d done it inside the classroom, but she’d always close the door and lock it. This time, though, you knew the door was unlocked — you didn’t think about closing it, not expecting the scolding to turn into something more.

The possibility of getting caught made your heart thump rapidly against your chest as you pulled her underwear to the side. Although the professor’s favorite thing in the world was teasing you, she wasn’t one to be teased. She noticed your eagerness to please her and couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle, the sound turning into a gasp when your tongue met her flesh.

You let out a pleased hum, eyes fluttering. God, you missed it — the sweetest thing your tongue ever had the pleasure to taste. Your tongue moved gently, sliding up and down in small kitten licks against her wet folds, relishing in the moans she let out whenever your nose brushed against her clit. She held onto your hair once more, pushing your face further into her pussy. Your scalp burned under the rough treatment, but nothing would possibly make you stop.

Lilia groaned in annoyance when the kitten licks stopped, but quickly melted when your pretty lips wrapped around her clit and sucked on it harshly. “Just like that, baby.” The next groan was a sound of pure pleasure, her head falling backwards and resting against the chair as her eyes closed. You always knew just what to do to make her feel good, and it was moments like this that reminded her just how much she needed you. No one could make her see stars the way that you did, ever.

“Good girl.” She praised, voice sounding breathless. She ran her fingers through your hair, hips bucking up against your face, seeking her pleasure. Her movements stuttered when she felt her climax approaching — way too quickly for her own liking. How was it possible? How did you make her cum so fast without fail, every single time she allowed you to touch her in secret? “Fuck, angel…” she moaned, the sound causing your own hips to buck against the floor, like nothing but a stupid and needy puppy in heat.

“Goodness… you’re such a little slut, aren’t you?” You moaned against her, the words only serving to make you embarrassingly wet, soaking through your underwear. “Eating your teacher out, and for what? To recover the grade you were incompetent enough to lose. You dumb baby…” Lust clouded your mind and turned forming coherent thoughts an impossible task to complete with the way her hips bucked against your face and the words leaving her lips — degrading, but that, for some reason, made you feel like the most special girl in the whole universe.

The noises slipping past her lips became louder, shameless, as your tongue began delving deeper, exploring every inch of her. Your gaze never faltered from her eyes as you kept tongue-fucking her, feeling dizzy with the way her scent filled your nostrils. Your own breathing became ragged, coming in small gasps, feeling her walls fluttering. It was an indicator that a final push was all she needed to cum on the spot. And you craved it; the taste of it, the smell of it, the warmth of it on your tongue and running down your throat as you lapped up everything she had to offer you.

“Fucking hell!” Her eyes widened, words coming out in an exclaim of surprise at the two fingers that plunged inside of her without previous warning, her walls clamping down, trying to accommodate them. Not very difficult to do so, with the way she was dripping, thighs glistening with her own wetness. What a sight to behold.

You focused on the movements of your hand, fingers thrusting in and out of Lilia at a steady, hard pace. Your lips latched onto the wet skin of her thighs, distributing licks and open-mouthed kisses. When you began planting hickeys all over her, leaving a trail of purple marks that definitely wouldn’t go away so soon, that was the breaking point, curse after curse falling from her lips.

Hickeys and love bites had always been one of her weaknesses, and you knew it damn well. The thought of marking someone drove her wild and made her possessive side flare up, hence why your poor skin was always left covered in bruises after your meetings behind closed doors. The fact you wanted to claim her as yours made her mind spin, fingers tightening their grip onto your hair and hips moving at a frantic pace.

“Does that feel good, mamma?” You questioned softly, the vibrations coming from your voice against Lilia’s skin eliciting a gasp from her. She looked down with heavy lidded eyes and nodded, humming as her teeth tugged at her bottom lip.

“You’re so good for mamma, sweetheart. Knows just how— ah!” She moaned, eyes shutting when your digits began hitting her g-spot over and over again. “Just how to make mamma melt for you.” Her hand slid from your hair to the back of your neck, gripping it to keep you close.

Your cunt throbbed at the sight of Lilia cupping her own breast, hand sliding under the fabric of her shirt to fondle with the plump flesh. You wanted to taste her there too, to latch onto her nipple and never let go. Flashbacks of your first time with the woman replayed in the back of your mind, her words coming back to remind you of your place. “Always remember, little one. You can only have mamma’s tits after you make her cum.”

The echo inside your brain encouraged you to add a third finger inside her, moaning at the same time she did, completely obsessed with the way her eyes rolled back with the stretch. You curled your fingers with each thrust, palm deliciously hitting her clit with each movement. You started to give the bundle of nerves attention once more, sucking and flicking your tongue against it. Lilia’s pussy gripped your fingers like a vice, clenching and pulling them deeper inside her.

“God, what would I do without you?” She asked, more to herself than to you, in a broken whisper. Her free hand moved from holding onto the armrest of the chair to her mouth, and she bit down onto it to muffle the embarrassingly loud noises coming from the usually composed woman. With lips still wrapped around her clit, you smiled, that overwhelming sense of pride washing over you at the way you easily broke your professor. How many people had the honor to say they’ve had Lilia Calderu melting for them like that? You didn’t want to know the real answer, holding onto the only one you knew — you could.

“Mamma, please cum for me?” Sparkling puppy eyes stared up at the woman as you pleaded. “Need your tits in my mouth, mamma.” If there was one thing in the world Lilia was a hundred percent sure of, was that you would be the death of her. You were a tempting little thing, with your big adoring eyes; and she wouldn’t trade having you begging her to cum for anything else.

She let out a muffled groan and her body arched from the chair as she felt the familiar coil in her stomach snap, an exploding orgasm turning her vision white. She trembled, a chain of profanities falling from her lips like a sinful chant as she found her release, coating your hand. You lapped up every drop with hunger, letting out needy moans and soft hums, the desperate sounds making it clear you could remain the way for the rest of your existence, if there was a possibility.

A rough grunt was heard as she slumped back down onto the chair, head falling backwards. Removing your fingers, you brought them to your lips and sucked them clean, observing the way Lilia’s chest moved with her heavy breathing. Like the obedient thing you were, you stayed in your kneeling position between her legs, waiting for the woman to come down from her high patiently.

When she looked down, with dazed brown eyes and a thin layer of sweat covering her face, she offered you a lazy side grin. A hand patted her thigh, inviting you to take your favorite seat. Without a second thought, you obeyed, climbing onto her lap and immediately fumbling with the buttons of her blouse. She chuckled, shaking her head in amusement, hands finding your waist.

She sighed in contentment as you fred her breasts from the shirt and pulled her bra down, taking a nipple into your mouth. “You know, I could lose my job over this.” She spoke softly, fingers rubbing the skin under your shirt in a gentle caress, gazing lovingly at her little angel all curled up on her lap and getting drunk off her tits.

“Why do you even like this so much, hm? It’s not like there’s any milk, there.” She loved poking fun at you over your fondness of her breasts, being able to stay in that exact same position for hours, if given the chance. You only batted your lashes up at her, causing her to chuckle once more, incredulous. “You’re out of this world, little one.”

You closed your eyes, feeling at home — rather ironic, to say the least, that your definition of home was being on your university history professor’s lap, being held like a baby with her breast inside your mouth while you could still taste her cum on your tongue. Your eyes opened when you remembered the reason you got on your knees in the first place. You looked up, reluctantly pulling away from her tit to speak, but she cut off any words you wanted to say.

“You got the highest grade, by the way.”

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