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TAYLOR SWIFT THE ERAS TOUR - London Night 4 (August 15th, 2024)
I'm sorry, IS THIS LEGAL??
IN MEMORY OF ALL JIN’S STANS WE LOST DUE TO THIS…RIP.
| Cr twt JingleBell_1204 & jinKissLetsgo & ALittleBraver92 & btsforever1207 (koni for jin)
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unlimited gifs of min yoongi ➔ 8/?
Yes to whatever you ask...
I believe in Kim Line supremacy
In what way have dreams been cruel to you?
Mine brought in a dead family member and I hugged them.
"You remember me!" She said to me.
"I held out hope for so long..!" I murmured as I was hugging her.
Then I awaken with a deep breath and start sobbing
I. Am. Disheveled.
Pussy therapy.
!! Minors DNI !!
❝ 𝑆𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 ❞
Pairing: Sukuna x afab! Reader.
Genre: SMUT SMUT SMUT NSFW Y/N HAS A PHAT WAP.
Warnings: blood, Dom Sukuna, oral (receiving), kinda short, Sukuna is...Sukuna.
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" Ngh-" you choke on your own voice, teeth gritting tight against each other and shoulders sore from standing up on ur elbows to stare down at him in between your legs with half- lidded eyes.
For the past hour you hadn't been able to move away from Sukuna, or rather he hadn't been able to move away from you. It hadn't been too long since your monthly cycle had started and while you knew your boyfriend was definitely not like the rest, this somehow still suprised you.
Since day one after getting your period, you decided to stay away from him, not wanting your blood to fuel his need for bloodlust and cause harm to Yuji you figured that keeping away until your cycle ended would be better.
And with Sukuna's head between your thighs, his tounge slithering through places you needed reach was quite concrete proof that you turned out to be very wrong.
It seemed that if there was anything stronger than the need for bloodlust, it was the need for you.
He was almost offended, finding you bold for keeping such a treat away from him, but he never complained, he took.
And took he did, finding breaking down the bedroom door you stood cornered in after he took over Yuji's body as the perfect opportunity.
Your expected him to be mean, to manhandle you and regrade like the bully he always was, but he just pushed you on the back on the bed and caged you, hands tearing through your shorts.
Now your legs shake and ass is numb from sitting in one position too long, yet you don't dare to move, not whenever you did he locked his hands tighter around your legs to keep you in place.
You whine as your hand reaches for hair hair, weakly trying to pry him away and he only sucks on your clit harder, making you lose balance. Nails rake across your skin, uncharacteristically delicate before he pulls you closer by your thighs, mabye harder than he intended as you dragged the duvet with you.
" Sukuna-please!"
You feel his nose push against your clit, tounge deep at your entrance, sucks and slurping like a starving man and you can't help but pathetically grind.
He opens his eyes and smiles from under, lifting his head up to reveal his corners of his mouth to his chin stained red, feral eyes glowing red into your own.
" C'mon baby" his smile stretches, peaking the fangs of his mouth. Two fingers slowly trace your swollen lips and pries them open, a long tounge suddenly presses flat against your pussy and you gasp sharply, gripping the sheets, feeling his ragged breathing warming your skin.
You fall backwards with a tired sound, sweat starting to glisten on your forehead and your breathing more irregular.
" There you go" his teeth scrape you inner thigh, giving it a light bite and lick.
You really couldn't take it anymore, having already cum once before he gave you no time to come back to reality, continuing as he had done before, if not even hungrier. But now it was torture, edging you into another orgasm and ripping it away from you just so he could take a little longer, suck a little harder and see a little more.
You begin to whine harder, slightly shifting back and forth, trembling legs flinging side to side you feel his big hand pressed against your abdomen, hot skin calming any slight cramp.
And now you feel it again, when his hum vibrates through you core, almost as if he's purring it makes your legs wrap around his head tighter and his nails dig deeper.
You don't know if it's your monthly cycle that makes you more sensitive, or if it's all the orgasms he denies all piling up on you, but it feels the like a heavy wave seconds away from crashing, and your willing for it to take you away.
" Give it to me like a pretty girl baby" he cooes and your eyes shut tight, back arches and a long, shakey moan rips from your chest as you grind against his mouth, pussy throbbing harder as moans along with you.
A low growl bubbling his chest, shoulder muscles flexing as his hands roam, rubbing from your hips to you waist and back to your ass, picking it up in the air you ride out your orgasm, face still deep in your mess.
" Give it to me like the pretty girl you are"
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Taglist: @lynxav LIKE I PROMISED I'M A MAN OF MY WORD.
when you feel like every little thing you do is wrong, everything that you've done is a failure, and everything you'll do is going to be ruined because that's the only thing you see, that's the only thing they've shown you.
I wonder sometimes if they regret something, if they regret that after a certain point in life they just stopped saying "I love you" to their hurt child, if they regret stopping being the first to initiate the hugs. If they ever regret raising a child the way they did. Is this what they wanted? A child that can't control their emotions? An adult incapable of asking for help, of taking decisions, of being happy because that child thinks that happiness it's momentarily and oh so scarce?
What could've been is not a solution anymore. I was oh so mad, and now when they wonder if I'm feeling angry, when they notice, I'm not even feeling... I'm so tired that I can't muster the strength to feel something. I still cry, but the mind is a tricky place, and each time it happens it doesn't last as long to be healthy, because it tricks me into feeling guilty. I want that to stop, but it doesn't. I wanted THEIR help, and sadly, they haven't noticed, they were so close to help me, but for me to be better, they needed to better themselves, and the one with the fallout was me at the end.
They never told me if they were proud, and they times they did are so few that I started to believe they didn't meant it. I've never even heard them say they're proud of my sibling, neither I, and I have of things to say to them too. Maybe I'll write something for them, I can't express myself to them, and maybe with a note I would be able to one day, give it to them.
Is there any console in writing what you feel in a foreign platform to strangers?
Haha, pain
Insults dont hurt
No one has insulted me in a long time… other than myself
Hmmmmm maybe I need help hmmmmmmm
My four main mood
Grumpy
Clingy and emotionally soft
Sleepy
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If you ever ask me about what productive thing i did today I will tell you about the 27 spideypool fanfictions i read throughout the day.
I am not even ashamed
This season finale is the definition of "we won, but at what cost ?"
Imagine going on tumblr to look up some James Lee (nox) content but instead finding smut fanfictions of an anime character with the same name 💀
No, i do not wish to now how your husbando has a 'thick and juicy c0ck', tumblr, wtf
