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nooks-cranny-mogai · 6 months
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Wishing everyone who posts pictures of mutilated and fucking dead children from the attack on Gaza a very i hope you fucking die.
Edit: after about 24 hrs, it seems this problem has been resolved. Please exercise caution as this could happen again but guest and pro Palestinian suggested videos and gore videos that were posted in pro Palestinian tags have been removed after mass reports.
WARNING!! THIS IS IMPORTANT!!!
Zionists and Trolls are posting copious amounts of gore and mutilated bodies from the attacks on gaza on TikTok!!!
It is uncensored gore of children and adults and if you don't see a problem with this blatant disrespect of the dead, don't fucking follow me!
These videos are not being published with any warnings and are not being published with the consent or in support of Palestinians! They are being posted to horrify people and silence them!
If you are triggered by gore or multilation, DO NOT GO ON TIKTOK RIGHT NOW!! There are hundreds of videos being mass uploaded and they are on people's fyps being tagged to intentionally show up in the feeds of people who support Palestine!!
Again DO NOT GO ON TIKTOK RIGHT NOW.
If you choose to, you take a risk on seeing these videos, the fyp is turning into LiveLeak with bodies being shown with zero blocking out, blurring or sheets to cover them. If you come across these videos, make sure you report them if you are mentally capable of doing so.
Please reblog this so others can be warned.
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dailykugisaki · 2 months
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Day 127 | id in alt
They hangin out on a building fr.
#dailykugisaki#jjk#kugisaki nobara#itadori yuji#fushiguro megumi#tokyo trio#PEEP THE NAILS YALL#i had to draw Kugisaki with a watermelon sometime it's a thing of its plus i just wanted to state the obvious of where i stand again#i got into an argument with the politician major again yall#i dont wanna say anything out of context but they just said something extremely tasteless and it pissed me off a bit#thinking about the fact i watched a fucked up rose bush strangle another plant and thinking about Kugisaki like a freak#all plants can be a little weird#i enjoy drawing Kugisaki with scars. she deserves them#a friend drew Kugisaki earlier and i had never felt so much joy before.#everyday i am taken aback because i think of Kugisaki in lost beloved one movie scenes its dumb as shit#I DO NOT WANT KUGISAKI TO JUST SHOW UP OUT THE DAMN BLUE I WANT HER TO DO SOMETHING INSANE AND THEN SHOW UP#i cant elaborate because idk soul cannibalism for some reason idk ifk#Kugisaki's fit is like just a different colored fit of what i saw megan thee stallion wearing#famous people can rock shit if you find the right ones#im trying to do backgrounds more and i do refrence but what i do is called “getting references and then fucking it up”#i dont get down yall i fuck up#Nanami cameo because i just wanted to draw him looking technologically incompetent when it comes to face timing#ive just been tweaking as of late#ive been reading too much where people think Kugisaki barely knows anything due to her origin#YALL THINK SHE WOULDN'T DO A BUNCH OF SHIT OR LEARN SHIT JUST FOR FUMI??? WILDING OUT HERE#just realized why i can't do backgrounds in a certain way. its bc i dont do lineart.....
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shower-phantom-ideas · 6 months
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>:3 checkmate fuckers
#liz rambles#uhhhh I kinda wanna make these tags slap but im drining tea in the shower sooo I got nothing#hmmm *sees big af bruise on leg*#what if Danny had glowing bruises#like in both forms#in human it’s like very faint#like you question if u actually see it or not kinda faint#but in phantom is like GLOWING cause his ghost form has more ectoplasm in the blood#his hazmat hides it well but imagine like ok hang on#sleepy time tea kicking in#but imagine right Phantom is chillin with the Waynes cause I always love them hanging out with him#and hes finally figured out casual clothing#so my dude has bball shorts and a t cause it’s hot outside#but then the lights go out and everyone can see his bruises from a previous fight they didn’t know he had#maybe he tries to say they r like birth marks and not at all bruises hehehe#but no one is buying that cause they all know what bruises look like#the hands on the boys neck are too shaped and too promient to be anything else#now they either think the last villain did that or it’s how he died#imagine the sorrow they feel thinking danny was beat and strangled to death#oh geeze poor baby boi#they probably know hes like hardly 16#two years dead#plus he never talks about his parents and actually the off hand comments they get#don’t paint his parents in a very good light do they#did#did his parents beat him and strangle him to death#how are they supposed to deal with this information#ok im done#I got no more noodle to me#my brain fried
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arisatominakos · 1 year
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me & the besties( the three kids at school who hate my guts ) ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨
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coyote-fawn · 5 months
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op reblogged mine in particular so i wanted to maek sure u saw it,
I literally talked about this in the tags of my first reblog what the fuck are they on
And I said it can be unhealthy but at a really extreme level that people just don’t go to. Like yeah just casually kick me out and call me discriminatory without reading a single god damn word I said, that’s completely fair
And then people wonder why some people don’t reblog posts like these
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hwiyoungies · 1 year
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can i say tht i s2g it looks some celebrities have basic clothing like a plain white shirt and its always stupid expensive. a plain black jacket? several thousand. a simple button up shirt costs the same amount as my student debt. i hate rich ppl so much
that reminds me of a video of a girl bragging about how much her clothes were because they were all designer, and let me tell you, worst outfit i've ever seen lmao i get some pieces being more expensive because of the materials and hopefully paying a decent salary to the people that make them (like the strawberry dress that a lot of people wondered why is was 500$ but that was becuase the fabric was expensive and a lot of it and they paid a decent wage to the workers soooo) but most of the time they're just paying for the brand and it's laughable because they still look like crap
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penisliker-moved · 1 year
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CHIHUAHUAS R SO IMPORTANT OK!!!!! THEEEE BEST DOGS IMO....
#im biased bc i had s chihuahua mutt. but like genuinely#ppl who HATE chihuahuas and other small dogs#what the avtual fuck is wrong with you. get a life#'THEY LOOK LIKE RATS !!!' ok so do u ugly. at least th chihuahua doesnt ALSO have a shitty personality#whatever#im so passionate sbt chihuahuas i love them sm they deserve th world#and.like. its fine to not like them its fine to prefer other dog breeds#but the fucking Hatred you guys have for a little fucking animal. whats wrong with you. GET A LIFE!!!#like th favt that bringing uo chihuahuas. 80% of th time somebody will be like haha yeah ^-^ I wanna run a chihuahua over i wanna strangle#one. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!! THERES NO FUCKJNG WORLD IN WHICH THATS FUCKING NORMAL.#PPL WILL JUST FUCKING SAY IT THO AJD THEN SMUGLY LOOK ST YOU LIKE. WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!#i have problems with social cues fuckjng believe me but if somebody mentions their beloved childhood dog im not gonna tell them#abt my weird fantasy of brutally murdering that entire dog breed. thats fucking freak behavior#Cnnyou tell this hss happened 2 me. multiple times#like maybe im judt oversensitive bc my dad hurt my dog a lot. But i judt dont see how its funny. Like at all#even if i didnt have like. a history of trauma surrounding chihuahuas specifically being abused. Its still fucking weird.#ive never had a golden retriever but if somebody talked ovsessively abt wanting to kill one thats Also fucking gross and disgusting#and everybody would agree. why sre chihuahuas the fucking exception. whatever#animal abuse#animal desth#a2t#sry.
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itsinfiniteworld · 2 years
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i know he didnt mean it in a bad way but when taehoon said thank god you’re not pregnant and he’s relieved and happy i felt so sad for gijeong :((
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bugmin · 7 days
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its kinda crazy how often men flirt with me by just straight up reminding me that im generally incapable of defending myself . i joke a lil sumn like "thats why u broke asf" and they loom over me with their 6'3 250lb self like "yeah but i could kill you without breaking a sweat" oh okay. well im gonna go buy a gun
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anitaheartsu · 23 days
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˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆ 🦢 calling jjk men “daddy” for the first time (part one (?)) — gojo + toji
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‧₊˚c/w. daddy kink (who woulda thunk), gojo pet names (baby, babe), cowgirl w gojo, dom!gojo, toji uses “slut” once, doggy w toji (w some belly bulge cuz i can’t help myself), dom!toji, fem!reader, afab!reader, reader not addressed using pronouns
‧₊˚notes. wanna write this w nanami and geto next!!
༉‧₊˚. gojo
his lazy ass has you doing all the work. your thighs are aching from trying to go faster on top of him, chasing that high that you need so bad right now.
and satoru’s doing nothing but watching you struggle, hands resting behind his head. he has that stupid fucking smirk plastered on his pink lips and, god, you hate to admit it, but it makes that feeling in your core even stronger.
“toru..” you whine through gritted teeth, splaying your hands out on his chest, opting to grind yourself on his cock instead. your clit rubs against his pubes, eliciting a moan from your throat.
“wha’s wrong, baby?” his hand move to lightly trace over your hips. you pray he’ll grip them and fuck up into you, but to no avail. before you can even beg for it he’s taking his hands back to their original position.
those blue eyes are piercing, you swear they can see into you—every part of you, beyond the physical. he knows what you want, he just won’t give it and it’s driving you to desperate measures.
“need help,” you sigh, leaning over him, your chest against his, deeply fucking his cock in and out of you upon slightly regaining your stamina. “please, daddy, need t’get fucked.”
not even you know where that came from, much less does satoru.
but you didn’t stop your movements on his cock and you knew you hadn’t made a mistake when you watched his eyes roll back and felt him twitch inside you <3
“fuck, babe, say that again,” his voice is whiny and breathy now, his brows furrowing upward.
he looked so needy. from one word.
“please, daddy..”
and before you know it, his heels dig into the mattress and he holds your hips in place, pumping you full over and over, pulling the air from your lungs, just like you needed.
“gonna make you—haah, fuck—cum all over this dick, baby.”
༉‧₊˚. toji
he had you in doggy, one hand holding your head down into the pillow while his other was wrapped around your waist, squeezing and pushing the soft fat of your belly, feeling his cock bulge from inside of you.
you were already fucked practically out of your mind—the only words you knew anymore were varying moans of toji’s name.
and when his dick hit you at that perfect angle paired with how his heavy balls were slapping against your clit, you swear you could’ve broken.
“tojiii, s’good right there—oh my god,” your voice was muffled by the pillows under you, masking the cry your throat lets loose when he quickens his pace.
“yeah, that cock’s fuckin’ you right, huh, slut?” his brows are furrowed and his breathing is rapid.
he lets go of your hair so that he can hold your hips and ram you onto him even harder—if that was even possible—but you don’t have the willpower to lift your face from the pillows.
“daddyyy, don’t st—op,” your hands form fists in the sheets now, searching for some way to remain lucid under the brute of the man that is toji fushiguro.
so much so, that you don’t even realize what you just said until he snickers behind you.
“so fuckin’ dirty,” a groan climbs past his lips when you clench around him, “wan’me to be yer’ daddy? yeah?”
you can only respond in strangled moans, but toji doesn’t seem to mind!
“gonna get you addicted to daddy’s cock.”
© anitaheartsu
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nellfy-in-thestarhut · 9 months
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I should be allowed to scream for at least 15 minutes on the job. No explanation, no questions, just me letting out any frustration that accumulated during the day.
I think it would be healthier. For me and the people i want to strangle. Imagine how much people's lives would be safer if I could healthily express my frustration.
At least I know I can sleep knowing that I save people's lives every day by not acting on my angry, intrusive thoughts that increase with tension.
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corpsecxnt · 9 months
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frustrated screaming and crying when the ~techniques~ i literally STUDIED and TAUGHT how to use still don't fucking work for me
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tonycries · 2 months
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Wanna Do Bad Things To You
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Synopsis. He fucks you like he hates you. You didn’t mean to fuck your old friend-with-benefits - truly - it just kinda happened.
Pairing. Multiple x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! Reader, hate sex, ex-friends-with-benefits, slight angst, he’s still in love with you,  unprotected sex, jealous sex (from his side), choking, marking, pet names (my love, sweetheart), swearing.
Word count. 1.5k
A/N. Ummmmmmmm yeah. Art by @_3eam on X.
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He fucks you like he hates you.
“Shut the fuck up, you little slut.”
“Do it then. What? Scared he’ll do it bet-”
Cut off by a pathetic gurgle - his large hand around your throat. Ringed fingers tightening right above your pulse, the cold metal digging into your searing skin. 
Your vision is bleary, blood roaring in your ears as he leans down, muscled front against your back. His breath is hot against your face as he whispers lowly, “Running your mouth a bit too much, my love. You do the same with him as well?”
Shivers run down your spine - all the way to your cunt, pulsing and clenching furiously around his throbbing tip. Teasing your dripping entrance. Unmoving.
Your walls burn, struggling at the stretch of his thick head, yet still wanting the bastard to fucking move. Such a fucking tease. He was always like this - even back when you two were together, but that’s a story for another time.
Turning to glare at him over your shoulder, “So what if I do? Who are you to tell me what to do?”
You’re either an idiot or a mastermind. 
Maybe both. Because you feel his achingly hard cock twitch animalistically inside you, a slow, dangerous grin spreading across those kiss-bitten lips you knew too well. You hated how much you wanted them on yours right now. 
“You’re right. I’m not anyone to you.” he murmurs venomously, swiftly capturing the tender skin of your exposed neck, sharp teeth digging into you. Branding you. 
You keen, hips bucking uselessly against his bruising grip on your hips as he pulls away. God, you felt so used - and it made your walls flutter around him so desperately. 
Two long fingers reach up to squeeze your cheeks together mockingly into a pathetic pout, forcing you to look at him. “But I’m gonna ruin you for everyone. Including that little prick you’ve tried to replace me with.”
Your eyes flutter open in shock - you didn’t even realize they were scrunched up - getting lost in the ones boring into yours, half-lidded and pupils blown ferally. Electricity jolts through your body at the pure lust and rage whirling in his intense gaze. 
You two were going to be the deaths of each other.
You two were always going to end up like this.
You’ve barely even finished the thought before his flushed tip is kissing your cervix so painfully good. 
“Hah- Oh, fuck. Fuck you.” Eyes rolling to the back of your head as he sheaths himself completely in you. A low hiss leaves his swollen lips as he pulls out agonizingly slow, inch by inch, prominent veins dragging along your g-spot. 
“Fuck, you sure you hate me? Because this pussy seems like she can’t get enough of me, hm?”
Whatever retort on the tip of your tongue is cut off by his rock-hard cock bullying its way back into your snug cunt. He fucks you animalistically, heavy balls stinging your pussy as his cock rams in and out of your hole over and over at a relentless pace. 
Strangled mewls of ah! ah! ah! leave your swollen lips as large fingers presses tight circles into your clit at a merciless rhythm matching the cadence of his hips. 
You mindlessly writhe against him, you felt so full - so split open on his cock. It was too much to handle. He was always too much to take. 
“Now now, don’t hah- run away from me, my love. If you’re going to act like such a fucking slut then take it like one.” he purrs, lip curling into a smug smirk that you wanted to smack off his pretty face. You couldn’t stand him - but you couldn’t get enough of him either.
“I’m not the hah- o-one that runs away. And- hngh- I’m not your ‘love’” you grit, because God forbid you go down without a fight - even when you’re falling apart completely under him.
What else could he have even expected? You always did see through him.
God, did he love that bitchy mouth of yours. 
Huffing out a surprised laugh, he wraps a strong arm around your waist pulling you deeper onto his throbbing cock - grip hard enough that he knows you’ll have marks to remember him by. Not like he planned on letting you ever forget him in the first place.
“You always did know how to push my buttons, huh, my love?” 
“Could say the same for you, sweetheart.”
Fuck that stupid fucking petname. How is it that even after years of not hearing it, his heart still lurches the same as it falls out of your mouth? That annoying, nagging part of his brain wonders if you call him the same thing.
And maybe you could read minds - he wouldn’t be surprised - because you open those pretty lips to say “Though, you’re not my sweetheart anymore, huh?”
Unexplainable anger seethes under his skin in a way that makes him want to claw it off. 
“Fuck you.” he hisses, turning your face so his mouth clashes with yours. It’s all bruising urgency and teeth clashing at the breathless dance of your tongues. 
His cock speeds up it’s abuse on your cunt, fucking you with impatient, harsh thrusts that have his leaking tip kissing your cervix. Had it not been for his firm hand around your throat, you were sure you’d have been slammed into the headboard creaking in protest.
“You drive me fucking insane. Fuck you.”
He hates the whines of his name falling from your kiss-bitten lips, and how it’s his favorite song.
He hates the tears clinging to your lashes in a way that makes him want to burn down anything that made you cry. Including himself.
He hates the way your cunt clamps down on him as if it hurts to part - he wishes you felt the same.
He hates the way he can’t let you go.
You were perfect, so perfect. Too perfect for him. He was probably better for you - all stability and reassurance where he is nothing but a whirlwind of change. 
In one, fluid move, he’s pulled out of the snug heaven of your dripping cunt - flipping you onto your back to stare into those beautiful eyes that haunt him every night. 
"Let's forget everything else, if just for tonight."
And with those words, he’s back inside you again, ramming into you with purpose. Though his thrusts are as unforgiving as ever, something about the air feels charged with something different. A rawness that both of you would have shied away from. 
“Th-this doesn’t hngh- fix us, y’know.”
“I know, my love.”
His low words muffled as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, kissing the bite mark with a tenderness that doesn’t translate into his hips. And you can’t overthink it - because your head is only filled with him and the way your cunt is milking his thick cock so good. 
And later you’ll probably blame your foggy thoughts for the reason why your hands subconsciously wrap around his muscled shoulders, pulling him so impossibly close until you can feel his heartbeat thundering under your touch - in sync with your own. One. Two. Three.
“Ah! Shit. Doing so good, cunt made jus’ f’me. You’re made jus’ f’me.” choked moans leave his throat as he pulls away ever-so-slightly to look into your fucked out eyes. 
“Perfect f’me, my love.”
Maybe at his words - or maybe at his predatory, blown-out gaze - you buck your hips to desperately meet his. Breathless moans of his name leaving your bruised lips.
With a final, purposeful thrust of his cock, he pulls you once more into a familiar, searing kiss that sends you both over the edge. You see stars as you cum, mind barely registering the thick ropes of his seed that fill your quivering cunt.
A low groan leaves him as his cum forms a thick, white ring around his base, dripping down your legs and onto the bedsheets that he knew were your favorite. It was feral - and at least for this moment, it made him feel like yours. 
Some carnal part of him keeps bucking his hips into you as if on instinct, letting you ride out your highs together. Fucking his cum deeper and deeper the way he would as lovers, his strong arms wrapped around you to keep you from moving away. But he didn’t have to, because right now you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
Keeping you close. As if he never wanted to let go - both of your bodies a mindless whisper of what your minds craved. 
A delicate intimacy that only your bodies could bring rings in the sex-filled air. And when he finally stops, body collapsing onto yours - he whispers a secret. Meant for only the two of you in this quiet world.
“Fuck me like you still love me.”
Because by God was he in love with you.
- Gojo, TOJI, SUGURU, Atsumu, SUNA, Tsukishima, SAKUSA, EREN
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A/N. Maybe I’ll do some fluff next week to make up for this…
Plagiarism not authorized.
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wabblebees · 10 months
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#god i hate it here#as an american dumbfuck i wanna strangle all these dumbfucks (my neighbors) for the yearly fireworks bullshit they pull#like. i actually LIKE fireworks. and i dont mind the noise! HOWEVER#i know people do. and i certainly wouldnt want to potentially trigger/hurt anyone by setting them off in a crowded residential area#and i knowww its fully fucking illegal for my neighbors to posess/use/sell/buy fireworks in our state. and ofc ik that legal=/=moral!! BUT#these motherfuckers should absolutely NOT be setting off fireworks rn oh my god.#with all these damn wildfires?? yr rly out here setting off fireworks when just this last week we had an air quality warning??#if u want more of those: please ! by all means keep doing what yr doing !#its only MY sorry ass working outside doing manual labour most of the time. so dont worry#ik you wanted to get rid of my gayass one way or another !#happy fucken fourth ! ig we might as well go on & celebrate the freedoms our country's blessed us with while we've still got any at all !#apologies for the pessimism; im just. grrrugh. like i said#i hate it here#my extended family (all mor//mon) is real big on patriotism bc the cult ((as i experienced it)) was too#so theres. like. even more layers than ill get into to how much im hating this rn lmao#🎶fuck america🎶#but. anyway#i hope yall are doing well (near or far<3 american or no ofc)#and if yr not an enjoyer of fireworks but youve been subjected to them today anyway -- im thinkin of you#ily & i hope youre able to get some peace+quiet+calm soon too<3<3#bee speaks
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catboyieejeno · 4 months
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.・゜゜・・゜゜・..・゜゜・★
cw: soft dom! mingyu x slight pillow princess! reader, fem! reader, pwp, oral (fem and male receiving), slight overstimulation, praise, mentions of cum, npr
18+ minors do not interact !
boyfriend! mingyu who is completely obsessed with burying his face in your sopping cunt until your fingers are weaved between his locks and you’re coming multiple times in a row. he won’t let up, not because he’s being mean or punishing you with overstimulation—although occasionally, that is the case—but because you, his sweet, pretty girl, deserves nothing less than his tongue lapping restlessly at your folds. It’s embarrassingly easy for him to get pussy-drunk, grinding himself into the bed as he goes down on you for well over an hour. By the time you plead out desperately for his cock, he’s already left a thick puddle of his cum on the spot in the bed he was fucking his length into. 
kim mingyu is a simple man of simple pleasures, some of which include your cries and sputters, your trembling thighs and heavy pants, and the infrequent, though appreciated, indiscernible blabbers of praise you manage to let out through drooling lips. when you can actually manage to form words, that is. 
you are his pillow princess, whether you bestowed that title upon yourself or not. The chances of you going down on him? slim. giving him head is a rare occurrence; in fact, you’d have to beg him to let you try, plead with him to stuff his considerably large length down your throat. you’d have to convince him you need him there so bad, that you want him to feel just as good as he makes you feel, but even then, his responses are rehearsed. 
“but baby, i don’t need all that, let me treat you instead,” 
“‘wanna do all the work for you, honey. you deserve it.” 
“you really want me to fill your mouth up baby? first you have to come twice on my tongue,” 
“I’d rather come in you, sweet girl.” 
“s’too big for your pretty little mouth, don’ wanna hurt you,”
at first, you thought he didn’t want you to give him head at all, or that he assumed you would be bad at it. But, when you finally begged enough, your pretty boy caved and it became apparent very quickly why he was holding off for so long. from the moment he lays back, one arm tucked behind his head, the other pressing his thumb onto your swirling tongue, he knows he’s done for. watching you crawl over him, leaving kisses and licking stripes as you make your way down his torso, makes his pre-cum leak freely from his flushed tip. 
mingyu has his lip caught between his teeth, eyes glossed over in a haze. the very moment your velvety lips wrap around his head, he’s groaning out, arms and legs dropping limply onto the mattress. you have absolute power over him in that moment, and both of you are very, very aware of that. all of your insecurities dissipate as you realize he’s falling apart, melting like putty in your hands. his chest that previously rose and fell calmly is now puffing up with air he pushes out through his nostrils and the noises he’s letting out? other-fucking-wordly.
he eventually regains feeling in his hands and they rotate between holding your throat, your cheek, and simply sliding along the ridges of his abdomen. all the meanwhile, it’s him who chokes up on his words, slurring his speech. 
“please, please, please…” 
“your mouth feels s’good on me, fuck,” 
“doin’ so good, so fucking good, all for me…” 
“if you do that again, i’m not gonna last—shit.” 
“just like that, yes, baby… oh, god, you’re gonna make me—“ 
when your tongue swipes deliciously over his tip, he drags out a strangled moan, shooting his hot load into your mouth and down your throat. knees locked, toes curled, and hips bucking up into you, he throws his head back to ride out his orgasm. 
a few seconds later, his hands fly to your hair to lift you off, but in a small act of defiance for all the times you were overstimulated by him, you grab his wrists and pin them at his sides. he lets you do this because it’s so, so fucking hot to watch you have a sliver of control for once—both of you are well aware he could overpower you if he wanted to. instead, though, he laces his fingers with yours and takes what you give him like the good boy he is. it takes less than ten minutes for him to come each and every time you give him head going forward but thankfully, his stamina doesn’t betray him. he recovers while he returns the favor, devouring you and drinking up your juices as his cock that never fully softened, swells up all over again. 
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