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euphoricsunflowers · 7 months
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sorry for getting wet when i see you cry and despair :/ as if its my fault
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euphoricsunflowers · 7 months
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random fantasy: i want to be hurt, but in a dominant way, you know?
i want you to drag your nails down my back and against my chest and stomach. i want you to press hard, go deep, draw my blood, leave pink trailing marks from where your hands grazed me. i want you to bite my shoulder and neck and collarbone, leave bruises for me to admire the next day, but mostly just so i feel the rush of pain right now.
and you’ll do it because i feel too fucking good that you can’t control yourself. you’re going so goddamn insane that you need something to take all that intensity out on. let it be my body.
i want, no, not even that- i’ll make you hurt me.
i want it to sting and ache and burn. i want you to make me writhe in pain. and i want you to be begging for me at the same time. begging me for praise and love and acceptance and i’ll happily give it to you. you’re so good for me, my sweetheart, i’ll give you whatever you ask for.
my body is yours, baby, it belongs to you. you don’t have to treat it well. you just have to worship me, your owner, your god, and it’s all yours to claim in any way you please.
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euphoricsunflowers · 7 months
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wow what a pretty boy...he would look beautiful writhing in pain and crying in agony
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euphoricsunflowers · 7 months
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really wanna wrap my hands around a boys throat and watch him beg for my love and adoration 🫶
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euphoricsunflowers · 7 months
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ofc we want to hear you losing ur mind over an audio! cus we're wanna lose our minds over it too!! post those dommy thoughts here😁 -🎡
omg wassup babe i missed u !! it’s been so long how have u been?? 🥹🫶
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euphoricsunflowers · 7 months
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thinking about starting a blog for just my dommy thoughts… or maybe i should post them here?? idk do y’all wanna hear about that
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euphoricsunflowers · 11 months
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i can’t believe this blog is almost at 2k followers. that’s insane to me (thank you btw!!! love u guys!!). anyway sorry for being gone. kinda want to write more ex mingyu now that i have more free time to write in general!! we’ll see what the future holds for this blog 🫶
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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OMG your writing is so hawt. Wishing I found your blog sooner so I could reread even more ⛷️⛷️⛷️
oh please you are too nice !! thank you so much babe!!
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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Just a thought, one singular thought 😭
sub!wonwoo wearing a crop top or corset like I swear I KNOW IT WOULD FIT HIM SO WELL WITH HIS TINY WAIST😭🙏✨✨
c’mon wonwoo be the man of the people we know you are. do it for us.
ajsjdshdh anyway the crop tops always get me. the famous left and right fancam… you know which one i’m talking about.. is a perfect example!! he knows his power he just refuses to use it
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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aha! I have remembered one of my messages too u :D (yes one of the messages, I still can’t remember the one I already mentioned. it’s just long gone into the void of my memory)
but I do remember that every time i read ur ‘Until my lips turn blue’ fic i can only imagine Bibi’s Vengance mv playing in my head and vice versa. did the mv inspire u to write it because i think of ur fic whenever it plays :D
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bro i coincidentally just reread umltb today and why did I kinda pop off lol I want mafia lacky wonwoo rn. maybe I should write him as a prohibition era mob boss so I can show off all my nerd knowledge about prohibition and write about my boy
also!! bibi is the loml so this is a huge compliment, thank u babe I take it with great honor!!
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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if i reblog stuff from my other blog will u guys treat it with love
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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i cant remember exactly but late feb - march time oh ffs tumblr why, i really wish i could remember what i had sent but that was ages ago -🎡
GIRLY ITS APRIL 😭😭 i’m so sorry ajshshshs i’m gonna go sob in the corner 🥲
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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hey im hoping ur inbox isnt empty since that means tumblr ate my message to u :( hoping ur semster count-down goes x2 as fast :D -🎡
my inbox is really finicky so yeah i tend not to get stuff sometimes :((
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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hey angel hope all is well with you, this semester is almost over thank god so i’ll be stress free soon. I’m already hating this hot weather. i’ve gotten into the habit of dying half of my hair to match my nails it’s been fun so far. it was green last month now it’s pink blue and purple for easter/spring vibes. - Jupiter
oh my this is exactly me i am counting down the days until the semester is over and i hate the heat. we’re the same person i think 😅
ahh i just dyed my hair black bc it was red for too long and i was getting bored! had to switch it up but now my eyes stick out even more and i feel powerful lol
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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“take me,” he says softly under his breath. he’s shy to say it out loud but he’s tired of the back and forth, the wondering if you’ll ever crave him the way he craves you, the feeling buried deep in his stomach of butterflies and the idea that maybe, just maybe, if he makes the offer, you’ll take it.
you play it calm, showing nothing on the outside but maybe a little surprise at how forward he was being, but he wishes he knew if you were nervous too. it would have given him some kind of relief.
“are you drunk?” you ask, but you know the answer. you’ve seen him drunk and this is far from that. he’s compose, if maybe a little shy. like a schoolgirl asking out her crush.
“no,” he says, coming over, practically backing you into a corner. not in a way that prevents you from escaping, but it’s hard to want to, “have me. take me home. romance me if you want. i want to be yours.”
“what are you going on about? this is a lot to just throw at me-”
“i have wanted you for so long. leave right now and we can forget this happened and i will never bother you again about it,” he whispers, reaching his hand up to touch your face, “i know what you like. i’m exactly what you want. i want to be irresistible to you. i want to belong to you.”
you close your eyes, letting every word sink in and really hit you, leaving that familiar feeling in your body to spread. that feeling that hits right when you realize that he’s playing into your kinks. that feeling of power and control, all those sweet words hitting you like how you’d imagine a god would feel worshipped by it’s believers. that sweet feeling gets stronger and stronger as he pleads and begs so perfectly. how he knew what your kinks were? i guess we’ll never know.
he holds both of your hands in his, sinking to his knees, “please let me be yours.”
his voice is starting to break, he’s getting less confident and you know he’s nervous because his hands are shaking in yours. he’s worried that maybe you saying no wasn’t the worst that could happen. maybe you’d resent him or think he’s weird forever. it’s a reality he can’t stand; he doesn’t want to live without you.
“stand up,” you murmur, helping him up. you look in each others eyes and he already looks so helpless and lovesick. your eyes fall to his lips, and he does the same to you. a moment passes, “if you keep talking like that, you’ll really make me fall for you… maybe that was your plan all along.”
“guilty as charged, then,” he smiles, “but i wouldn’t use those words without meaning them. i want my body to belong to you. my pleasure to be yours. own everything about me, please.”
“okay,” and that was the final straw. you kiss him first, your one hand on his shoulder and your other holding his waist. he kisses back desperately but still holding back, trying to keep composure. you pull away to whisper to him, “let’s get out of here.”
“okay,” he smiles, resting his head on your shoulder, and despite what you said, neither of you make the first move to get up. he inhales deeply that dangerous perfume, falling more into you. you hold him in place, closing your eyes with deep breaths as you register what just happened.
and you smile once more as he groans when you push him off you so you could drag him out of this god forsaken party. he sounds so pretty already. what else does he have to offer?
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima Mon Amour (tr. by Richard Seaver), 1959
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euphoricsunflowers · 1 year
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seriously tho over me has got me so messed up i felt so much that i have not felt in so long
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