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More black princesses, more black fairies, more black mermaids, more black girls doing all the things, for fucks sake
you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.
roald dahl was antisemitic and misogynistic. george orwell was openly homophobic. edgar allan poe married his 13 year old cousin. dr seuss cheated on his wife (and was racist as well as antisemitic!). hp lovecraft was racist as fuck. anyways they’re fucking dead it’s not like you’re enabling their behaviors in the afterlife or something. then again I think they bleed into the books so uh keep an eye out for that
the difference between these old white guys and jk rowling is that the former group is all dead. jk rowling is alive and using your money to oppress trans people
Facts about involuntary psychiatric hold:
The United Nations recognises it as a form of torture.
It increases suicide risk by 191 times.
It increases the risk of dying from heart disease and stroke by 3.5 times (no shit on that one, forcing extremely high doses of heavy drugs on someone without even titrating it does that)
45% of patients in psych wards have experienced sexual violence during an admission.
You are a shitty person if you try to get someone involuntarily committed.
💌 dirty pick up lines x OT9 bf!&TEAM 💌
OT9 x f!reader
warnings: suggestive asf (MDNI!)
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author’s note: I’m having really bad writers block bc I haven’t slept properly all week so hopefully this is ok lmao!
do not copy my work/translate!
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tags ☆〜@sunsoomi
pairings: fem!jo x fem!reader
love bites ⋆˚꩜.ᐟ
the air in the apartment was warm and comfy, a complete relief from the cold winds blowing harshly outside
fem!jo was lounging on your shared couch, tablet in hand as she waited for you to finish showering by watching youtube
you had picked her up from the train station after work earlier, a routine the both of you had developed after starting to live together
however today, some boys that were probably younger than either of you were catcalling fem!jo and asking for her phone number upfront, making her feel uncomfortable and objectified
raising your voice, you scolded and shooed them off, telling them how disappointed their mothers would be if they knew what they were up to
all the while you were holding onto fem!jo’s hand tightly, your fingers intertwined with each other
yet you failed to notice how red fem!jo’s ears had gotten
when you arrived back at your shared apartment, fem!jo could sense you were still angry on her behalf and offered you to take a shower first to cool down
while you showered, fem!jo changed into something a bit more comfortable; switching out her maxi skirt for a pair of cotton soft shorts and her buttoned down for a cute tee you helped thrifted
fem!jo began settling herself on the couch but she just couldn’t get the picture of your angry face from out of her head, thinking how hot you looked when pissed off
rubbing her legs closer together, fem!jo tried to distract herself by watching videos to steer away from inappropriate thoughts of you while ignoring how wet she could feel herself getting down there
the door to the bathroom clicked open, signalling the end of your shower though fem!jo was preoccupied with a vlog she was watching
you reached the sofa with quiet steps, your face void of any emotion but deep down, you were still annoyed by the interaction earlier
fem!jo was your girlfriend; yours to cherish, to claim, to find salvation from
slowly, you took the tablet from fem!jo’s hands and placed it on the coffee table, eliciting a surprised noise from her when you straddle her lap afterwards
you look down at your pretty girlfriend, her cheeks dusted pink and eyes opened wide as if you would disappear if she were to close them even a millimetre
the tee was a bit tighter around the chest area making you groan at the sight, not holding yourself back from bringing your hands up to her tits and grope them freely
a high keen could be heard coming from fem!jo as her eyes fluttered close in pleasure and held onto your waist even tighter
“pretty girl, you’re all mine aren’t you,” your words syrupy sweet and cloying in fem!jo’s ears as you lick a stripe up her throat
finally, finally you attach your lips on the side of fem!jo’s neck and began your slow onslaught of claiming her with your marks
a moan ripped out from fem!jo’s pretty lips and making you chuckle, continuing until her neck was filled with red and purple marks of your devotion
fem!jo could only squirm in place from your attacks as you had her pinned by the hips, the other hand sneaking into her shirt to flick her nipple to hardness
after affirming that she was adequately marked, you detached yourself with a wet kiss placed on her sternum before tugging off fem!jo’s shirt and unclasping her bra in one smooth motion, her breast spilling from the lack of pressure on them
without wasting another second, you took a nipple into your mouth and sucked, swirling your tongue and also grazing your teeth against them, your other hand cupping her other breast
when you decided that it had enough attention, you switched to the other and massaged the first one, grinding your hips down onto fem!jo’s
the sweet sounds eliciting from fem!jo turned you on even more, especially feeling how wet she had gotten down there
you continued on your assault by nipping and biting on the underside of her boobs, the side and even her cleavage was left unscathed by your relentless mouth on her pale skin
pulling back to look at your work, you were quite satisfied with it; fem!jo panting, her lips bitten raw and bloody, cheeks ablaze and upper half of her body covered in your marks
humming in satisfaction, you rested your head onto her breasts once more and looked into her eyes, the hunger behind them burning intensely
“let’s show everyone who you belong to hm? pretty girl?”
the next day, you received an unanimous note on the door asking you to keep your sex life to only one another
hiii im not sure if you write somno but if you do, could you pretty please with a cherry on top write reader waking fuma up with a blowjob!! even better if fuma is just the tiniest bit sub leaning but you can just ignore that part if you want!!!
【 18+ 】 tw ──── murata fuma . . somnophilia, oral ( m. rec ), fuma is kinda needy, face fucking, hair pulling. don't copy/translate my work. i only write on tumblr.
you woke up before him, the early morning light soft against the sheets. fuma was still deep in sleep, one arm thrown above his head, mouth slightly open, breathing slow and even. he looked unfairly good like this—broad shoulders, messy hair, the faint outline of his cock already pressing against his boxers from morning wood.
a slow, filthy idea curled in your stomach.
you slid down the bed quietly, careful not to wake him yet. hooking your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, you tugged them down just enough to free him. he was already half-hard, thick and heavy against his thigh. you wrapped your fingers around the base, giving one slow stroke before leaning in and dragging your tongue from root to tip in one long, wet lick.
fuma made a low, sleepy sound in his throat but didn’t wake.
emboldened, you took the head into your mouth and sucked gently, swirling your tongue around the crown. he twitched against your tongue. you sank lower, taking more of him, cheeks hollowing as you started a slow, steady rhythm. spit slicked your lips. you could feel him growing harder, thicker, filling your mouth properly.
another soft groan left him. his hips shifted once, like his body was chasing the feeling even while his mind was still somewhere far away.
you kept going, bobbing your head a little faster, one hand braced on his thigh. he was fully hard now, hot and heavy on your tongue. you moaned around him just to feel the way his stomach jumped.
that was when his hand moved.
fingers slid into your hair—first loose, almost petting. then his grip tightened. not enough to hurt, but enough to make your scalp prickle. a sleepy, needy little sound escaped him, half-whimper, half-groan.
“...fuck,” he mumbled, voice rough with sleep. his hips rolled up once, pushing deeper into your mouth. “baby…”
you hummed around him, encouraging, and he twitched again. for a moment he stayed like that—letting you set the pace, fingers flexing in your hair while soft, broken sounds left his throat. subtle little thrusts. whimpers. like he was still half-dreaming and didn’t quite know what to do except feel good.
then something in him shifted.
his grip in your hair suddenly firmed, holding you in place. his other hand came down too, both threading tight into your strands. his eyes were barely open, heavy-lidded, glassy with sleep, but his hips were moving now—slow at first, then deeper. he started fucking up into your mouth in lazy, sleepy thrusts, using your hair to guide you down onto him.
you made a startled noise around his cock, eyes widening. the sudden change caught you off guard. one second he’d been pliant and needy under your mouth; the next he was holding your head steady and pushing past your tongue, the head of his cock nudging the very back of your throat with every roll of his hips.
fuma didn’t even seem fully awake. his brows were furrowed, lips parted around quiet, raspy groans. “shit… your mouth—fuck, just like that…” the words were slurred, thick with sleep, but his hands were firm. he pulled you down as he thrust up, fucking your face in slow, deep strokes that made your eyes water.
you were shocked for a second—heart kicking hard in your chest—but the heat that flooded between your legs was immediate. you forced yourself to relax, breathing through your nose, letting him use you. your hands curled into the sheets as he kept going, half-asleep and needy, hips stuttering every time your throat fluttered around him.
he tugged your hair harder when you gagged softly, a broken moan ripping out of him. “so good… fuck, baby, don’t stop—” another thrust, deeper, his cock sliding heavy over your tongue. he wasn’t rough exactly, but he was insistent, chasing the feeling with sleepy, desperate little movements like he couldn’t help himself.
you let him. let him fuck your mouth while he was still mostly asleep, drool slipping down your chin, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. every time he pulled your hair it sent sparks down your spine. you could feel how close he was getting—his thighs tensing, his breathing turning ragged, those soft, wrecked sounds getting louder.
“gonna—fuck, i’m—” his voice cracked. his hips jerked once, twice, then he was cumming down your throat in thick pulses, holding your head down with both hands while he groaned your name. you swallowed around him, eyes fluttering shut, taking everything he gave you.
when he finally let go of your hair, his hands went slack, petting gently instead. he was still breathing hard, chest rising and falling fast. his eyes cracked open a little more, hazy and warm as he looked down at you.
“mmm…morning, angel” he rasped, voice hoarse. a lazy, sated little smile tugged at his mouth. one thumb brushed over your wet bottom lip. “you okay?”
you pulled off him slowly, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. your throat felt used. your scalp tingled. you were soaked.
“yeah,” you whispered, voice a little wrecked too. “you were… really into it.”
fuma huffed a sleepy laugh, cheeks faintly pink even as he tugged you up into his arms. he pressed a kiss to your temple, then lower, murmuring against your skin, “couldn’t help it. woke up to your mouth and just—needed you.” his hand slid down your back, possessive. “let me return the favor?”
his fingers were already slipping under the waistband of your sleep shorts, and from the way his voice had dropped, he was very much awake now.
you shivered, pressing closer.
yeah. you could work with that.
© 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲 2026ㅤ ❤︎ㅤ 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀 & 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗿 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱!
Hi!! Can you do roommate yuma (or nicho or fuma,I aint a picky anon) hearing reader complain about her nails and not being able to satisfy her needs anymore,with him helping by fingering and licking her till she is overstimulated and satisfied?
【 18+ 】 tw ──── roommate!yuma. . sub!reader, fingering, finger fucking, pussy eating, tongue fucking. don't copy/translate my work. i only write on tumblr.
you were sprawled on your bed, shorts and panties already kicked off, legs spread wide in pure frustration. your long nails—pretty, sharp, and completely useless—had ruined every attempt for weeks. you couldn’t get the angle right, couldn’t press where you needed without scratching yourself. the ache between your legs had become constant, throbbing, unbearable.
“fuck these stupid nails,” you whined—a bit too loud, voice cracking with desperation. “i can’t even finger myself anymore. i just need to cum. i need it so bad…”
you didn’t hear the front door click shut. didn’t notice the soft footsteps in the hallway. but yuma did. your roommate had come home early, and your door was cracked open just enough for every frustrated whine to carry straight to him.
a gentle knock made you jolt.
“y/n?” his voice was low, careful. “you okay? i… heard you.”
your face burned. “y-yuma—! it’s nothing, i was just—”
the door pushed open. yuma stood there in his black hoodie and gray sweats, hair slightly messy from the day, but his eyes were darker than you’d ever seen them. he stepped inside and closed the door behind him, leaning back against it.
“you said you can’t satisfy your needs anymore,” he said quietly. “because of your nails.”
you wanted to disappear. “please forget you heard that—”
“i don’t want to forget.” he pushed off the door and walked toward you, slow and deliberate. “i want to help.”
your breath caught. “help… how?”
yuma knelt between your already-spread legs like it was the most natural thing in the world. his warm hands slid up your thighs, thumbs stroking soothing circles. “with my fingers or my tongue. i don't have nails like yours so it'll just be me taking care of you until you can’t think anymore, yeah?" his gaze flicked up to yours, soft but hungry.
“that is only if you want it. you can tell me to stop and i will forget i heard anything. buttttt if you let me…” you could hear the smirk in his voice as it dropped. “i’ll make you feel so good you forget why you were frustrated in the first place.”
you were already dripping. the ache had turned into a full throb at his words.
“just—fine…don't make it weird,” you whispered.
that was all he needed.
yuma hooked his fingers into the waistband of your shirt and tugged it up, exposing your chest, but his real focus stayed between your legs. he spread you open with two fingers, groaning softly at how soaked you were.
“god—look at you,” he murmured, almost reverent. “so soaked. wish i could be bury myself in this pretty cu—”
"yuma—!" you cut him off with a hushed scold.
he simply chuckled, using one long finger to trace your slit, gathering up your slick before teasing at your entrance—using his thumb to circle your clit. you gasped at the dual sensations.
then he pushed inside—slow, deep, curling immediately against that spot that made your toes curl. a second finger followed, stretching you perfectly. his pace was steady, deliberate, like he’d been thinking about this.
“mm—feel that?” he asked, voice raspy.
you moaned, hips rolling to meet his hand. you did feel that and god, it felt so good. it had been so long. too long.
then yuma leaned in and dragged his tongue flat up your pussy, licking a broad stripe before sealing his mouth over your clit and sucking. the combination—his fingers pumping deep and curling, his tongue flicking and sucking relentlessly—had you crying out within seconds.
“nghh—yu—! oh my go—”
he hummed against you, the vibration shooting straight through your core. his free hand pinned your thigh wider as he ate you like he was starving, fingers never slowing, scissoring, pressing right where you needed. you could hear how wet you were, the obscene sounds of his fingers fucking into you while his tongue worked your swollen clit.
your first orgasm hit hard and fast. your back arched off the bed, thighs shaking around his head as you clenched around his fingers, a broken moan tearing from your throat. pleasure flooded every nerve.
but yuma didn’t stop.
he eased the pressure on your clit for only a second before licking slower, gentler, almost soothing—then ramped back up the second your tremors started to fade. his fingers kept moving, slower now but deeper, rubbing that sensitive spot inside you with every thrust.
“mmmph—too much—yuma, m' sensitive—” you whimpered, trying to squirm away even as your hips chased his mouth.
“mhm...i know, baby,” he murmured against your pussy, voice warm and wrecked. “but just one more. i know you can give me one more. let me make it all better.”
he sealed his lips around your clit again and sucked, tongue flicking rapidly while his fingers curled hard and fast. the overstimulation crashed into you like a wave—too much, too good, your nerves on fire. tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as the second orgasm built impossibly fast, sharper, almost painful in its intensity.
you came again with a choked sob, whole body seizing, thighs clamping around his head as you gushed around his fingers. your vision whited out for a second. you were trembling so hard you could barely breathe.
this time yuma finally slowed, then stopped. he gently eased his fingers out, pressing soft kisses to your inner thighs, your hip, your stomach as you came down. he licked his fingers clean with a low hum before crawling up your body and pulling you into his chest.
you were boneless, overstimulated, completely satisfied in a way you hadn’t been in weeks.
yuma stroked your hair, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “better?”
you nodded weakly against his hoodie, still twitching with aftershocks. “so much better… thank you.”
he chuckled softly, the sound warm and fond. “told you i’d take care of you.” his fingers traced lazy circles on your back. “next time those nails get in the way, just knock on my door. or don’t even knock. i’ll probably hear you anyway.”
you let out a shaky laugh, nuzzling closer. “you’re a really good roommate.”
yuma’s arms tightened around you, voice dropping into something teasing, darker yet sweeter. “oh—i can be an even better one if you let me.”
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NTH CONFESSION
euijoo's so-not secret admire decided to act bold for the first time.
byun euijoo x reader | 545 words. | fluff, high school!au
there wasn’t a single person in school who didn’t know about your crush on euijoo.
seriously, everyone knew. your classmates, seniors, the lunch aunties, even one of the teachers who once sighed and told you to “stop flirting in the hallway.”
but could anyone really blame you?
you liked euijoo openly and without shame.
you called him pretty almost every day, stole his hoodie whenever the classroom got cold, and constantly told him dramatic things like “you’re the reason i survive school.”
meanwhile, euijoo only laughed every single time.
late night thoughts ⭑.ᐟ
taki coming back just to kiss you hard because he kept thinking of you at work
taki not knowing where to put his hands; moving from your ass, your boobs, the waistband of your pants, your hips before finally settling on your waist
taki who is so infatuated with you that he keeps getting breathless while kissing you but still chasing your lips even when you part for air
taki shaking off his bag down before finally moving to the bedroom in desperation
taki pushing you onto the bed, a needy whine escaping his lips as he finally parts from you only to take his and your clothes off hurriedly
taki pushing your thighs apart, his biceps bulging as he stares at you in a daze while hauling your legs onto his shoulders
taki holding down on your lower stomach and feeling every twitch and squirm as he starts to pleasure you
taki who kisses your inner thighs and mumbles into your skin, his hot breath sending goosebumps all over
“m’ sorry but you can take more than one right?”
a/n tysm for whoever requested this,lwk buns but hope u like it!! Much love!!💕
Jo twitter links!! pt.1
!MDNI!
nsfw under the cut!!
❤︎❤︎❤︎【byun euijoo x f!r】
.☘︎ ݁˖ pairing . byun euijoo x fem!reader
.☘︎ ݁˖ genre . fluff domestic fluff newlyweds au
.☘︎ ݁˖ warnings . kissing established relationship
.☘︎ ݁˖ tags . husband euijoo soft euijoo comfort sweetness overload sleepy cuddles domestic moments
.☘︎ ݁˖ please don't copy or translate my work. i only write on tumblr.
more under the cut!!!
masterlist!!
husband❤︎euijoo - who immediately pulls you into his lap whenever you've had a long day. one arm around your waist, the other rubbing slow circles into your back while your head rests beneath his chin. he doesn't even need to say much. he just holds you there, swaying slightly as he hums whatever song happens to be stuck in his head until your shoulders finally relax.
thinkin abt taki getting jealous bc harua n yuma r holding ur attention .. he gets all sulky n annoyed (っ - )˚˚ so u have to console him with head or even better yet let him take out all his frustration by fucking u dumb in the practice room after everyones left
actually further elaborate on veterinarian!jo you’re cooking
oh my :(( just imagine a young, timid jo when he was still a vet student, so book smart, always reading about animal care, but not so street smart. he couldn't really talk to people, so he'd go on online forums to ask how to have an easier conversation.
fast forward to present-day veterinarian jo. he's confident in his skills and knowledge now, wanting to help every patient and client who walks in but still struggles a bit with the talking part.
one rainy day, his shift is almost over. he checks the list and sees everyone made their appointments. then, a frantic knock on the clinic door startles him as peeks outside, seeing you, shielding a drenched, shaking puppy with your hand.
he opens the door right away and brings you both to the exam room. a string of thank you's tumble from your lips while he checks the poor stressed puppy, who keeps barking and whining. but jo can't hear anything correctly because of that, so he just sits down, voice deep and soft, calming the puppy with gentle pets and a stuffed toy.
you watch him in awe. you've never seen someone so passionate. he notices your gaze, and the slow smile spreading across your face makes his ears turn beet-red.
he clears his throat and tells you the treatment plan. you listen intently, asking questions that make him explain complicated things in simpler ways. his heart swells as not many people ever ask him such questions.
you leave a small kiss on the now-sleeping puppy's head and murmur how lucky you are to have found someone like Dr. Asakura.
the heat rushes right through him. he excuses himself with clear of his throat to go write your prescription, but you notice the pink lingering on his ears, and the fact that you're still in his office, with his prescription papers sitting on his desk. 𖹭
⋆ ˚ 。⋆ 𝓘𝓷𝓫𝓸𝔁 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 ⋆ ˚ 。⋆
rules: please don't plagiarize, translate, or reupload any of my work anywhere else. requests are always done on my own time.
status:[ requests are currently: OPEN ]
☾ 18+ mdni ☽
key: ☁️ fluff | 🌧️ angst | 🍒 smut
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🧸 &TEAM 🧸
k
🦘 — 🍒Late-night choreography practice leaves you entirely alone with a completely sweaty K🍒
fuma
🎮— 🍒Fuma trades his gaming strategy for a hands-on lesson after noticing your obsession with his hands🍒
🎮—🍒Convinced that loving both Taki and Fuma is a mistake, you vanish after a messy confession, only to realize they have no intention of letting you go.🍒
🎮—🍒Driven by his instincts, Fuma becomes a desperate, whiny mess who trades his composure for needy pleas as he surrenders to his heat.🍒
🎮—🍒Fuma always takes charge, but tonight he surrenders control completely.🍒
nicholas
🍓—🍒Needy Yuma gets taken apart on the living room floor when they get interrupted.🍒
euijoo
🍊—☁️What starts as a quiet conversation at a fansign turns into a lingering connection as Euijoo finds himself scanning the crowds for the one face he cant forget☁️
yuma
🐈—🍒Yuma pushes you to your limit and watches you break, proving his total control 🍒
🐈—🌧Yuma fights the bond until you finally snap it, forcing him to live with the empty silence he chose.🌧
🐈—🍒Needy Yuma gets taken apart on the living room floor when they get interrupted.🍒
jo
🍚—☁️Jo spots you stranded in a heavy downpour and he shares his umbrella☁️
harua
🐰—☁️Late night phone call with sleepy Harua☁️
taki
🐥—🍒Convinced that loving both Taki and Fuma is a mistake, you vanish after a messy confession, only to realize they have no intention of letting you go.🍒
🐥 — 🍒A booking error at a resort leaves you sharing a steaming outdoor bath with Taki🍒
maki
🐶 —☁️🌧when k drops you off at fuma’s for a month maki couldn't hide his displeasure about sharing his space☁️🌧
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would you pretty pretty please write teamies noticing reader looking sick and denying it being like what nah im fine cus she can take care of herself duhh and the teamies being like absolutely not ma'am c'mere (im so dizzy and tired send help and a handsome kind hot man pls🙃)
this is such a cute idea~
sorry it took so long lovey ive been so busy :(
hopefully I did ur req justice. i didnt rlly know how itd translate to texts haha :3
💌 worried bf!&team texts 💌
OT9 &team x f!reader
warnings: angst if u squint, fluff, reader is stubborn asf, lil bit of language
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author's note: im drooling for worried bf teamies rn. im also cringing but its ok <3
do not copy my work/translate!
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