#thinking 💭

[canmking]

B e r n i e

M a c

[joocomics]

i’ve never really had a marking kink but now i think i’m growing one and i don’t know what i prefer: me marking jooyeon with my lipstick or he marking me with his

[sincerely-nines]

i wonder what wouldve happened if jimmy did went with martyn's proposal in the first session of third life

[woundofchrist]

[1-800-luvmail]

hopeless romantic! jason todd who thinks cheesy pick up lines are stupid, and that surely, the shakespearian shit is gonna work on hinge

hopeless romantic! jason todd who doesn't get why everyone he tries to match with doesnt fw his poetic bars (hes TRYING)

hopeless romantic! jason todd who finally, FINALLY gets a match. he has to put his phone down for a million years just to process everything and then glances back down at his screen to make sure it's still there.

how is someone is genuinely that stunning?

hopeless romantic! jason todd who feels like he's fumbling every time his messages you. if he had less pride, he'd probably ask dick for advice, but no, fuck that, he can do things on his own. it'd be humiliating to beg for romantic advice from him.

at least you seem amused by jason's antics. even if he does seem mildly inept with flirting. dork.

hopeless romantic! jason todd who makes sure to ask about your favourite flowers to get you a bouquet of them for your first date and meet up

hopeless romantic! jason todd who drops said flowers when he finally sees you in person and loses all his words and cognitive function for a moment when you say hi and greet him with a friendly hug. yeah he's not surviving the date.

completely and utterly hopeless! jason todd when the date goes incredible. he walks you home because... obviously? it's gotham and it's dark.

you leave him with a kiss on his cheek and the promise of seeing him sometime again, and he just knows he's a goner.

[bunnyrafe]

rafe isn’t expecting you to be as clingy as you are when he comes back… of course, he knew you’d be latching to him and sneaking all the kisses you possibly can the second he finds his way back to you— he just wasn’t expecting to not even be able to enjoy a drink on the couch without you pawing at him and crawling into his lap like you’re his little, neglected pet a whole week later. like you’re unable to live without his attention and warmth for more than a fleeting minute or two. you’re craving him, you need him.

and rafe realizes that now, as your hips rock beyond your control and puffy little breaths fall from your cherry tinted lips whilst you pretend you’re not rutting your cunt against his denim clad thigh like a naughty girl, hiding your face in his beefy shoulder but still batting your eyelashes up at his handsome yet stoic face. he doesn’t even look at you— he hums, taking a sip of his beer whilst his other hand trails over your lower back. his thumb strokes your skin, right under where your tank top is bunched up and above the hem of your cotton shorts that are only getting stickier with your arousal as you wiggle around and fight for more friction.

“bet that sweet lil’ cunt missed daddy so much, huh?”

he drawls with ease, warm breath fanning over your already heated cheeks— your eyes nearly roll back into your head from that alone, hips bucking and recklessly knocking into his own even as you continue to straddle his thigh. you force yourself to at least whine in response. any words you attempt to babble will be an unintelligible mess, so you resort to small sounds and mewls, trembling against his strong chest.

“dumb baby…” he continues to coo. he’s finally looking down at you this time, his hand raises to brush his knuckles over the pudgy swell of your cheek before he thumbs at your bottom lip. he throughly enjoys the way your lips instinctively part for him, ready to take the digit into your mouth and slobber all over it….

but rafe stops you before you get ahead of yourself. instead he pats your cheek and regains his own composure, clearing his throat once while he places his empty bottle on the end table.

“go get me another beer like a good girl,” he demands—

because he knows you’ll do it in hopes of him making you cream on his cock until you don’t know where you begin or end. and he gets to watch you walk to the kitchen on wobbly, lovesick legs…

[journalofabird]

What happened to the other 36 children that were born on October 1st 1989?

Why is Reginald Hargreeves an alien?

Why did Abigail say "Thanks for protecting me on the moon" to Luther?

Why was Jennifer inside a squid?

What happened to Sloane when all the others got to another timeline?

Without the comics, there are still so many questions left unanswered in the umbrella academy show itself.. and it's driving me crazyyy

[menchupicarzo]

Y cuando La Niña 👧🏻 se acerca llorando a su mamá 👩🏻 y le pide que la abrase la mamá le cuenta eso: querida Mía piensa en esas flores �� que Oda tas cada año en nuestro jardín 🪴. Te enseñarán que las personas tb deben marchitarse 🥀 caer y luego arraigar para así levantarse y crecer”

[storiesoflilies]

t.w: mentions of violence. if a gifted artist would like to bless us all with fanart inspired by this drabble, just know you will have saved my life.

thinking about knight!toji fushiguro who has gone completely rogue. he does not care for oaths or honor or justice, not anymore. he takes whatever he wants from whoever has it, with determined grit and merciless steel. who wears armor blacker than the night and rides atop a midnight stallion, its hooves striking the ground like thunder so you knew who was coming for you.

he was a god, a herald of death.

so they say.

but here you are, in his clutches atop his steed, and oh, how you believe everything you’ve ever heard about him.

“so pliant for me,” he hummed, his hand around your throat, bringing the back of your head to rest against his chest. “what a sweet little thing you are.”

you knew better than to try and fight him.

his lips ghosted over your neck, the tip of a fang lightly grazing your skin, and you felt his chest rumble. you shivered, even though his cloak was warm against your shoulders. it sounded like he was pleased, and his strong grip around you tightened. you couldn’t help but glance down at the ground, at the trampled bodies of the men who had tried to corner you, and toji tutted softly. his calloused fingers tilted your chin up, guiding your gaze away from the sight, arching your back against him. his green eyes peered into your very soul, and you had never felt more alive.

“sorry for all that,” he breathed out, chuckling, and you knew he wasn’t sorry at all. “i tend to get carried away.”

you don’t know why you said it, but you did. “it’s okay.”

toji barked out a laugh, burying his face into your neck, messy strands of his hair tickling you. his thighs pressed into yours, like he was trying to meld himself into you. his horse snorted loudly beneath you, impatient, its powerful muscles rippling.

“yes,” he murmured, more to himself than to you. “i think i’ll just have to take you with me, keep you safe.”

and with that, toji sharply spurred his stallion onward, and the both of you disappeared into the shadows of the night.

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[peachsayshi]

sukuna’s concubines serve him. they are there for his pleasure. they don’t get to ask, demand or request anything in return. he uses them for a good fuck, and they comply with obedience. but…things are different with you - his favorite, most precious little pet -

you’re the only one he gets on his knees for, who he worships from between your legs, with his tongue buried against your heat as he eats you out just to hear your pretty cries. you’re the one who earns orgasm after orgasm under the cruel ministrations of his fingers, just because he enjoys watching how far he can push you. you’re the one who sleeps by his side after he fucks you, who remains in the safe comfort of his embrace and who gets littered with sweet kisses just because you’ve earned his adoration

no one else gets this treatment, this reciprocation, other than his most favored~

[tunamayojazz]

inuokkotober 2024

prompt: height

(it's their first week as boyfriends and yuta can't compute)

[screampied]

haha guys….. here me out on this duo bc i just got an idea 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

[cheriden]

˙ . ˚ ₊ 「 txt most to least likely to have a corruption kink 」 ꜝꜝ

based off of this poll i did a while back, i got curious and could not stay silent any longer !!

these are according to my delusions please don't take them seriously

most

☆ SOOBIN

• the FREAKIEST member let's think a little guys • has canonically said a lot of questionable things, ik confirming his size kink doesn't equal corruption but look at that track record. moablr agrees with his top kinks right?? who else deserves number one but him • the type to place you on his lap and stroke your hair and caress your face to manipulate you into doing what he wants. • your sounds are his fuel, as he is to you. his hands are everywhere and his lops latch onto every surface of your body, trying to elicit as many noises from you as he can. • he's nearly euphoric when you grip so hard on his skin like you can't take it, babbling on about how it's too much for you • the idea of tainting you, your body and your innocence is the most appealing to him. how he'd make sure you wouldn't run to anyone else but him • the picture of his cum leaking out of you is forever etched in his mind; it's art to him

☆ TAEHYUN

• always talking abt how cute members are when they cry... a lowkey freak but i see you • loves every facial detail you make when he eats you out: the furrow of your eyebrows, the parting of your lips, your back arching into the air when his nose presses against your pussy. • snarky and manipulative, more forceful in his methods and takes a meaner approach than the rest • will degrade you so so much and then love bomb you afterwards, sometimes both at the same time and he loves watching you cry over it. • will shove you around on every surface, dragging you around almost as if you were pliant in his hands. • calls you angel, would love o knock you down to his level • he smirks when your moans get pitchier, hips losing rhythm before he ruins your orgasm by pulling out, entering immediately afterwards. he loves the way you ball up and writhe against him, clinging onto him.

☆ BEOMGYU

• he's not aware of the fact that it's actually a kink, moves based on his gut feeling • i don't think he would think abt it as often but like it would be activated with a catalyst event of some sorts. it's the small things, you look up at them sparkly-eyed, unconsciously pushing his buttons all at once. • i don't think he would think abt it as often but like it would be activated with a catalyst event of some sorts. it's the small things, you look up at them sparkly-eyed, unconsciously pushing his buttons all at once. • like it's almost primal for him, for his body to act on his own • wet and sloppy kisses all over your face, loves when you're covered in his bodily fluids, smearing his spit/cum all over the skin it stained.

☆ YEONJUN

• calls you every petname and obscenity in the book, alternating depending on how desperate or eager you are for him. You can never tell which way he's gonna call you, sometimes the lines get blurred om whether it's mean or a praise. • he laughs when you grind into his hips with your clothing still on, refusing to verbally admit any form of want for him. he's too much of a tease since you won't tell him what he needs • he wants you to know what you want, to expose you to as many things as he can, especially in regards to your sexuality. • he also thinks your a flower, but in a sense that with his help you'd bloom. he'll care for you and nurture you, mold you into what he believes is your most happy and satisfied you. lust is normal, and he wants you to open your eyes to it.

☆ KAI

• thinking abt it is hot,,,, so hot,,,,, but they're all freaks and on a scale i wish he was higher but alas 😔 • he makes it look like your exploring unexplored territory together. secretly, and maybe he'd even have a hard time admitting it to himself, he knows exactly what he wants out of you • it will take him a while before he can be sure about corrupting you, but when you do things so cutely, unknowing of how he's looking at you or thinking about you, it builds up until one day he just stops restraining himself and does whatever he wants. • what he wants, is dollification! he will dress you up and praise you, making a mess out of you with all of his hand-picked clothing on, only to tear it all down. • he loves to see you work for his satisfaction, watching you try your hardest not to gag around him or lose rhythm when you're on top of him.

least

back to navi!

[deviouz]

jason todd is a thick thigh and chubby tummy lover. i will not be accepting any criticism

[bunnyrafe]

♥︎ blue collar!rafe & babydoll!reader

rafe comes home, all fed up after a long day of working on a big project only to find babydoll who’s humming in the kitchen, just getting started on preparing his dinner in a dress that hugs her ass perfectly. perfect enough that he has to bite back a groan upon seeing her curves— and suddenly, he just can’t help himself.

not even when she squeals, “rafey, you’re hurting me!” as he grabs up her hips and hauls her towards him, only so his rough hands can snake around and grope her ass.

she whines into his chest at the feeling of his hands doing whatever they please with her plump ass through the thin material keeping her covered. she feels so vulnerable, almost helpless, when he’s like this. when he can’t even wait until he’s all cleaned up to have her. it’s almost always like a porno— a pretty housewife that’s writhing against her man’s chest as he’s still in his dirty work clothes and scuffed up boots. and the thought of that makes babydoll’s head spin and fall forward. his musky scent hits her nose and nearly makes her moan as she nuzzles into him.

all while rafe huffs out a laugh.

“thought i was hurtin’ you?” his chest rumbles with his words, dipping his head down to speak right over the shell of her tingling ear, “you’re done with that act already?”

babydoll can only hiccup out one thing— “rafey…”

“i know, i know. ‘s hard for you to use that brain in your lil’ head.” he punctuates the sentence with a harsh slap to her ass, forcing her to jolt forward agaisnt him and whimper— “get this cute ass upstairs for me, i’ll be there in a minute.”

she never needs to be told twice.