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dailyjermasparkle · 3 months
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I've seen a lot of stuff going down on tumblr and I just wanted to let you all know that all aromantic, asexual, and aroace people are valid members of the LBGTQIA+ community. It doesn't matter if they are cishet or not.
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hasello · 5 months
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I got quite a few requests and you guys have such lovely ideas, I will certainly answer all I can! It makes me so happy to interact with you that way C:
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beingthisgayisart · 5 months
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Something I love about Tumblr is that stalking (like in a looking at liking a ton of someone posts) is accepted and considered a love language
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jimothantheclown · 3 months
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you know what?
shout out to all the people with funky genders who can't express them because it's already hard enough just to be seen as binary trans
shout out to my fellow genderfuck genderqueer multigender genderfluid xenogender transsexuals who can only be them around other transsexuals and queers
shout out to those who have to settle for being a 'confused' boy or girl or a 'wannabe' girl or boy or have to deal with that shit
I see you, I'm there too, I love you
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writerracha · 1 year
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⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ like never before, part three — han jisung x female reader
↻ 1.6k :: best friend's brother :: cw. explicit smut. soft dom!jisung, dry humping, fingering, unprotected sex, slight degradation/dumbification, hair pulling, choking, claiming, creampie, dirty talk, use of "baby," "baby girl," "slut".
you spend a part of your summer vacation at your roommate's house, and her older brother is making you feel things you've never felt before. this time, you can't get jisung out of your mind, so you decide to visit him.
↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist
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I’m going to need you to ask for it. 
You can’t keep the words out of your head. They turn and turn all day, making you distracted. You can’t focus on anything - not the conversations, not your favorite tv show, not the book you skim through by the poolside. It doesn’t help that Jisung is around you all day, giving you those smirks of his, reminding you of what you did in the laundry room. You’ve taken a shower since, but it’s like you can still feel his cum on your stomach. 
He gave you four orgasms so far - but all you want is to feel him inside of you. You need Jisung to fuck you. And he’s made it clear that he wants it too. You just have to ask for it, right?
He gave you four orgasms so far - but all you want is to feel him inside of you. You need Jisung to fuck you. And he’s made it clear that he wants it too. You just have to ask for it, right?
I want to see how much you want this.
You lay in bed that night, unable to find sleep, trying to come up with an idea to do just that. How can you show him? You’re not very good at those games - you’ve never even sent a nude. Maybe you could do that. But it doesn’t feel quite right.
How desperate you can be.
Desperate. That’s the word. And your desperate self just doesn’t want to wait until you can form a plan. You want Jisung. You need him. Now. 
You slip on a pair of shorts in case you meet someone on the way - then you can just pretend you were too sleepy and got lost on your way to the bathroom. You tiptoe through the house to Jisung’s room, which is luckily not that far from yours. The house is quiet as you expect to be at one in the morning. 
You don’t knock on the door. You just go in, peeking inside to find Jisung sleeping in his bed. He’s not wearing a shirt, his hair falling in front of his eyes. You carefully close the door behind you, approaching him. You remove your shorts, staying in your panties and tight tank top. He doesn’t wake up as you step in his bed, crawling under the sheets. You straddle him, leaning forward to kiss his neck. There’s a sore spot there, near his collarbone - the hickey you’ve given him earlier. You giggle seeing it and feeling him stir as you tease it. 
You’re drunk on him. He’s teased you enough. It’s your turn now. 
Slowly, you start to roll your hips. You place your core against his cock, humming softly at the friction. Jisung frowns, and you start licking his skin again, his neck, his chest, his jaw. 
“Jisung…” you whisper in his ear. 
You bite his earlobe gently, pulling it teasingly. 
“Jisung, wake up,” you breathe. “Please, I need you…” 
He stirs a little, his eyes starting to flutter open. You move your hips more decidedly, letting out a louder moan. 
“I’m so wet, Sungie…” you sigh. “Please, wake up and touch me.” 
“Hm, what a sight,” he finally slurs out, rubbing his eyes. He is already grinning, and when his eyes meet yours, they glisten in the dark. “My baby girl came to beg for it?” 
You nod, pouting softly. “I was in bed, I couldn’t sleep…” You brush your hands across his chest. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” 
“Hm, yeah?” Jisung asks, bucking his hips, his cock hardening quickly. His voice is hoarse from sleep. “What is it that you want, baby?” 
“I - I want you to fuck me.” 
Jisung chuckles, his hands moving up your stomach to palm your tits. “You want it that bad, huh? Had to come and wake me up?” 
You nod shyly, and Jisung sits up, meeting you for a kiss. He pushes his mouth deeply against yours, sliding his tongue across your lips. 
“Needy baby,” he chuckles. “I have no idea how I still haven’t fucked you dumb. That body of yours… Fuck, the way you look at me. Fucking tease.” 
You let out a small laugh. Jisung takes your hair in a fist behind your head. 
“What’s so funny?” he asks in a sharp whisper. 
“It’s just - you have been teasing me so much…” 
He grins. “Only so I could get you where I wanted to. Which is right here, dry humping my cock like the desperate slut you are.”
You can’t even deny it - everything Jisung has been doing has brought you here, so it worked. You can’t resist him. It would be useless to try. 
“Ji…” 
He pulls on your hair, your head falling backwards, and starts to kiss your neck. He bites your skin, making you roll your hips desperately across his length. You’re soaking wet, feeling almost uncomfortable in your panties. 
“Please, Ji, can I put it inside?” you whimper.
In a quick movement, Jisung rolls you on your back, pushing you against the mattress. He towers over you, his hand leaving your hair to instead circle your neck. 
“Don’t think I’m going to rush this,” he grunts. “Gonna fuck you right.” 
He removes your clothes and his, leaving you both naked in his bed. Your legs are spread under him, and in a second Jisung’s fingers are deep inside your hole, stretching you. 
“Still so wet. I love that about you, baby girl,” he laughs. 
You just whimper in response, reaching for his cock. It hovers near your entrance, thick and hard, and you just want it to fill you up. 
“Right there,” he whispers, grinning up at you. His eyes are dark with lust. “That’s where you belong. Under me, your legs spread wide, your cunt ready to suck me in. Fuck.” 
You rolls your hips as Jisung kisses you.
“You wanted this too, huh? Tell me.” 
You swallow hard. “I wanted it too. So bad.” His tip pushes against your wetness, sending shivers of pleasure across your body. “Jisung, please.” 
“You on the pill?” 
You nod. 
“Good, ‘cause I’m fucking you raw.” 
He pushes his tip inside of you, and you gasp. He’s bigger than anyone you’ve ever had sex with - but your slick helps him penetrate you. He gives you some time to adjust, but he’s still quick in stretching you, bottoming inside your cunt. 
You choke out a moan, and Jisung pushes his hand on your mouth. 
“Stay fucking quiet, baby. Everyone is going to hear you if you moan like that. Unless you want my whole family to know I’m balls deep inside your cunt?” 
You shake your head, closing your eyes and breathing out slowly. 
“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” Jisung growls. 
He looks down at your cunt, removing his cock almost entirely from inside of you before he thrust his hips and enters you completely again. You bite your lip, holding back your moans. He’s so deep, so thick, you’re drunk on the feel of him.
“How’s it feel, baby? Good?” he pants.
“Good,” you nod, “so fucking good.” 
With a chuckle, Jisung starts to pound into you, not holding back whatsoever. Once he realizes you’re trying not to make too much noise, his hand moves back around your neck, squeezing just enough air to make you dizzy. 
He fucks you deep into the mattress, the bed squeaking as he thrusts his hips sharply and quickly. He grunts in your ear, his body warm, and you hold onto him as best as you can. The room is filled with the sounds of your quick breathing, the sloppy sounds of your wetness, his hips against yours. 
Finally. 
“You’re taking me so well, baby girl,” he hisses, fucking you deep, so deep, your breath hitches in your throat. “Shit, fuck, you’re going to make me cum if you keep clenching like that…” 
You’re the one who cums first, though, your body shaking from your orgasm. Your juices make Jisung’s thrusts even easier, and you can’t come down from your high as he keeps hammering into you. 
“Fuck, that’s it, that’s just it - Open your eyes, look at me while I fuck you, let’s see how dumb I made you.”
Jisung growls, his fingers wrapped around your neck. You lazily open your eyes, your body almost limp against his, his cock still fucking you hard. 
“So fucking pretty,” he smirks, taking your chin tightly in between his fingers. “I’m gonna cum in you, and you’re going to keep every last fucking drop, do you hear me?” 
You breathe out, trying to steady your heartbeat. Jisung slaps your cheek gently. 
“Answer me,” he grunts. 
“Yes, Jisung,” you whimper. “Please, fill me up. I need your cum…” 
“Ah - fuck - yes -” 
He thrusts into you two times, his cock twitching hard inside of your cunt. You feel his cum fill your cunt so much it spills out, making a mess of things, but you almost cum again at the sensation. Jisung is grunting, and he does not even stop fucking you.
“Fuck - you feel even better with your cunt full of my cum. Gonna fuck it deep into you… So you remember who you belong to…” 
You roll your eyes, putting a hand on your own mouth to stop you from moaning. 
“Gonna cum again, baby girl? Come on. Make me feel it.” 
It only takes two more seconds until you cum, your cunt tightening around his cock. Only then does Jisung slow down, leaving his cock inside of you. His forehead falls against yours and you both breathe heavily. 
“That’s my girl,” he whispers to you. “It’s over for you now that I fucked you. You belong to me now - and I am so not done with you.”
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it finally happened!!! i hope it wasn't too disappointing eheh i wrote this while being sick so... thank you so much for the support on this series i hope to continue! let me know if you have ideas/requests for these two. ♡ love you all
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candy-tickles · 7 months
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when they beg 🩷
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png-magician · 6 months
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anime-villian-irl · 2 months
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Is alastor AroAce? Just ace? Sex neutral? Sex positive? Sex negative? A strange mix? Who cares! he's fucking amazing is what he is.
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kawaiizombiepizza · 6 months
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Just saw my reflection and remembered its bi visibility month. Stop robbing banks, guys, they can see us.
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pearlynia · 1 month
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James: you know what today is?
Regulus: Wednesday.
James: yes but it's also Valentine's Day!!!!
Regulus deadpan: oh wow, I didn't know.
*literally surrounded by red hearts and roses everywhy and a sign that says "Happy Valentines day!!"*
James rolls his eyes: Well let's go!
Regulus: Go where?
James: I planned a date for us obviously!
Regulus:
James: I mean... You don't need to go- I just thought-
Regulus: Don't be am idiot James, obviously I'm going. Just let me go change real quick, I look like a drowned Inferi.
James: *happy deer noise* you always look beautiful Reg
And obviously Regulus tried to stop himself from blushing but of course, he failed.
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koboldgirltailtuft · 9 months
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Sending all my love, yips, and yaps to my fellow kobolds!
Your scales are beautiful, your claws are sharp, your horns are striking, your tail is magnificent, and your snouts are boopable and kissable<3
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yayswag · 7 months
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Can you draw Scott and Clyde pretty please and can you draw them in there PJs.🥺🥺🥺🥺 It would be amazing.
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yass ty for the request lolllll... i drew the first one that was supposed to be about burning popcorn at a sleepover?? but i was like hmmm this is not really that exciting so i drew the second one and i was about to answer this when i realized i forgot about the pajama aspect LOL.... oh wellsies!!!
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hasello · 5 months
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In the cousin au, the real question is who is the best at dance dance revolution, Just Dance or overall dancer?
And when it comes to karaoke nights, who hits the highest notes? Who pops off?
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Thank you for the question! It was super fun to answer. Also Raph is absolutely singing an Avril Lavigne song, thank you.
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inmyheadimobsessed · 7 months
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thank you pookies for all the birthday wishiess. i still don't have a fic for y'all yet (we working on that) but here's my face instead! 😚🫶🏿🫶🏿
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cartoon-lovers-world · 3 months
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Another Trolls fanfic...?
Sorry, but this is my new obsession
Tell me if you have any comments, I gladly accept them, love y'all~
A dash of chaos, a pinch of order
"Are you eating the batter?" Branch asked, staring at his eldest brother.
"Well, it does taste good," John Dory replied. "Who knew you could cook?"
Branch rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the recipe, unaware that his tongue was sticking out.
"So," Clay began, smirking. "Who are these for?"
Bruce chuckled. "Is that even a question?"
"Poppy," the four brothers said in unison, shaking their heads in amusement.
"Guys, cut him some slack, she's his girlfriend," Floyd said, defending his little brother.
"Thank you, Floyd!" Branch exclaimed, then added with a sly grin, "My favorite brother."
The elders' eyes widened.
"Excuse me?"
"Your favorite?"
"I thought you didn't have favorites!"
"Done," Branch finally looked up from the bowl he was stirring. A proud smile danced across his face, ignoring the commotion going on behind him.
"Wow, bitty b," Bruce said, feigning hurt. "That was really harsh…"
Floyd's smirk widened as he helped Branch pour the batter into the cupcake tray, exaggerating his delight.
"Wow, my now fully grown-up brother, Poppy will surely love those," he teased.
The youngest couldn't help but chuckle, joining in with his older brother, saying, "Thank you so much, my favorite brother, I don't know what I would do without your support."
John Dory, Bruce, and Clay raised an eyebrow, stiffing their smiles. "Are you two done?" Clay asked.
"Yup, we just wait for them to bake," Branch replied, reaching for the whipped cream. "Do NOT open the oven!" he warned, not even looking up from his new task.
"Oh, please, when did you become a master chef?" John Dory asked, slightly annoyed.
"Overnight," Branch replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "I went to bed as the grumpy, sarcastic troll and woke up as Gordon Ramsey, it's a miracle."
Bruce stared at him. "Last time I saw you, you were just a cute, adorable baby, where did all that sarcasm come from?"
"The sarcasm fairy-"
"I say we stop, because apparently, he has a reply to everything," Clay interjected.
The group burst into laughter, unable to contain it any longer. It wasn't everyday they got to laugh like this, and it was so refreshing for them to have a moment of peace together, forgetting about the world outside. However, amidst the laughter that filled the place, Clay's cheeks flushed slightly, and he quietly walked over to Branch, clearing his throat to catch his attention.
"Hey, uh…" he stammered. "When everyone goes to sleep…can you help me make some? But don't tell anyone, okay?"
Branch smiled genuinely at him. "Sure, but for who?" his voice trailed off, realization hitting him. "Oh…ohhhh,"
Clay's eyes widened when he saw his brother take a deep breath then turn to the others, and he quickly covered Branch's mouth, knowing what's coming next.
"Alright, what do you want?"
Branch wiped his mouth, gagging, then whispered, "Do the dishes for a week."
"A whole week? No way, man."
"Okay, then, let's see who's gonna help you."
Clay surrendered. "Fine, you win."
"Awww, you two are getting along, what are you saying?" Floyd said suddenly, earning a yelp from Clay and Branch.
"Nothing," they said in unison.
"Hey, baby Branch, don't you think that's enough for the cupcakes?" Bruce asked, staring at the oven
Branch glanced at the clock, then shrugged. "Yeah, Bruce, can you please turn off the oven-What are you doing?!"
Branch rushed forward, preventing his brothers from opening the oven and ruining his culinary masterpiece. He sighed in relief as he raised to his feet, then turned to John Dory and Bruce with a disapproving look.
"You shouldn't open the oven right away or the cupcakes will…i don't you, you just can't take them out," Branch said sternly.
Floyd chuckled. "And why's that, Gordon Ramsay?"
"Poppy leaves them in the oven after it's turned off for a while before taking them out," Branch replied, checking the time again. "But maybe that's enough…"
In a heartbeat, the brothers raced to the oven, taking out the cupcake tray and hovering over it.
"Wow, they've gotten bigger," John Dory and Bruce grinned, each reaching for the treat.
Branch rolled his eyes and sighed, realizing that it was no use telling his brothers to leave the tray alone, so instead, he tried a new approach. He cleared his throat, setting the whipped cream bowl aside.
"So, uh…" he cleared his throat. "Wanna help me decorate them?" Branch asked, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty.
The elders' heads snapped up, their eyes wide with surprise. It's not like Branch hated them, they just had problems, and they're sorting it out. But out of all of them, Branch seemed to be the one with the most issues, so him offering them to anticipate in his cooking mess was a noticeable step. 
"Is that a question?" John Dory smirked, getting the cupcakes out of the tray and carefully setting them on the table.
Clay leaned against the wall. "But what do we get in return?"
"Well, working together and having fun is enough, isn't it?" Floyd replied with a genuine smile.
"Nah, we wanna taste, bitty b," Bruce corrected playfully, earning a look from Floyd.
"Alright, alright," the youngest troll, now covered in flour and batter, said playfully. "Guess you can't resist my incredible baking skills."
"Oh, shut it," Clay teased, then walked over to him again.
"You're gonna help me, right?"
"You did promise to do the dishes."
"And what if I don't do them?" Clay dared.
His brother smirked. "Then I'll gladly shout out your adorable little secret."
The yellow-haired troll blushed. "I don't like Viva!"
"I didn't say her name," Branch said triumphantly.
"Darn it, when did you become like this?"
Branch opened his mouth to respond, but Clay stopped him.
"Yeah, Mr. Sarcastic, we get it, now let's go decorate those cupcakes, we have a girl to impress!"
Brozone cheered, each taking turns in putting a certain topping on the sweet gift. Chuckles, giggles, and whipped cream filled the place as the brothers worked together, reminiscing about old memories.
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chrrywvea · 3 months
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happy new year my lovelies, and may your favourite emotional support gay ship provide you endless comfort✨️❤️
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