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[jiimeniita]

[spideyyeet]

➷ Unspoken Conditions ── ♪♪ ✦ ♪♪

[ SERIES SYNOPSIS ] — it was obvious when this started, it was simply a mutual understanding between two horny college students — with very high libidos, and didn’t want any random stds — that this was purely a sexual relationship only. and yet, both of you are unintentionally toeing the line between that and something else. [ frat!kuna fwb series ]

[ TAGS ] — MDNI. 18+ nsfw. contains explicit sexual themes and content. piv. angst. friends with benefits. toxic frat culture. hazing. fraternity/sororities. hurt/comfort. hurt/no comfort. SLOW BURN. fluff. spit. ráw. rough. heavy spanking. degradation. dacryphilia. slight exhibitionisim. pda. soft sukuna. choso + yuuji r his younger brothers. every position. heavy creampies. violence. depression/anxiety. anger issues. squirting. cockwarming. alcohol. family death. family trauma. reader slightly oc. sukuna is a football (soccer) player too. HAPPY ENDING. tags will be updated as series continues.

✮ ch 1 || how it all started ✮ ch 2 || miss me already?

✮ ch 3 || call me ✮ ch 4 || two worlds

✮ ch 5 || conditions ✮ ch 6 || cracks

✮ ch 7 || summer break ✮ ch 8 || tbd

✮ ch 9 || tbd ✮ ch 10 || tbd

✮ ch 11 || tbd ✮ ch 12 || tbd

✮ pt 1 — sukuna is starting to toe the line

✮ pt 2 — you’re desperate to prove this is just sex

✮ pt 3 — cockwarming him for the first time

✮ pt 4 — sukuna’s brothers visit unexpectedly

✮ pt 5 — pregnancy scare with sukuna

✮ pt 6 — sukuna has a stash of naked polaroids of you

✮ pt 7 — halloween special: scare actor!sukuna

✮ pt 8 — sukuna’s noticeable bulge at the gym

✮ pt 9 — high stakes no nut november edition

✮ pt 10 — holiday special: grinch!kuna naughty or nice

✮ pt 11 — sukuna leaves his door open when you’re over

✮ pt 12 — sukuna realizes you’re ovulating. skinny dipping

✮ pt 13 — tbd

✮ visuals ✮ ig ✮ bts lore ✮ playlist ♪ ✮ tiktok tag ✮

✮ pinterest board ✮ ask tag ✮ main masterlist ✮ ao3 ✮

[ INFO ] : the chapters are the actual series. it begins mid-spring semester JUNIOR year. the parts exist in the same story, but as stand alone canon oneshots and will not be mentioned in the chapters (like filler eps). they take place between sept-nov fall semester of their SENIOR year [parts and chps can be read separately]

THERE IS NO SERIES TAGLIST ✦ age should be visible on your blog tho (art: @/xhealer_ tt, dividers: @/lariesographic)

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[theinternetarchive]

a few great films that are free on the internet archive

in decent quality too!

here is the archive collection of these films so you can favorite on there/save if desired.

links below

black girl (1966) dir. ousmane sembene

the battle of algiers (1966) dir. gillo pontecorvo

paris, texas (1984) dir. wim wenders

desert hearts (1985) dir. donna deitch

harold and maude (1973) dir. hal ashby

los olvidados (1952) dir. luis bunuel

walkabout (1971) dir. nicolas roeg

rope (1948) dir alfred hitchcock

freaks (1932) dir. tod browning

frankenstein (1931) dir. james whale

sunset boulevard (1950) dir billy wilder

fantastic planet (1973) dir. rené laloux

jeanne dielman (1975) dir. chantal akerman

the color of pomegranates (1969) dir. sergei parajanov

all about eve (1950) dir. joseph l. mankiewicz

gilda (1946) dir. charles vidor

the night of the hunter (1950) dir. charles laughton

the invisible man (1931) dir. james whale

COLLECTION of georges méliès shorts

rebecca (1940) dir. alfred hitchcock

brief encounter (1946) dir. david lean

to be or not to be (1942) dir. ernst lubitsch

a place in the sun (1951) dir george stevens

eyes without a face (1960) dir. georges franju

double indeminity (1944) dir. billy wilder

wild strawberries (1957) dir. ingmar bergman

shame (1968) dir. ingmar bergman

through a glass darkly (1961) dir. ingmar bergman

persona (1961) dir. ingmar bergman

winter light (1963) dir. ingmar bergman

the ascent (1977) dir. larisa shepitko

the devil, probably (1977) dir. robert bresson

cleo from 5 to 7 (1962) dir. agnes varda

alien (1979) dir. ridley scott + its sequels

after hours (1985) dir. martin scorsese

halloween (1978) dir. john carpenter

the watermelon woman (1996) dir. cheryl dune

EDIT: part two here + the letterboxd list

edit: part three here

[k1tk4ttt]

when you just finished one of the most beautiful fics ever written and you see that the author has a masterlist full of other fics

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[yoonsucks]

Nerd!Choso x Bully!reader pt.2

Content/tags: Continuation of this. ITS BACK SMUT SMUT SMUTT. proofreadish fem!reader THANK U FOR 1K <33

nerd!choso who was in your bedroom after skipping the last half of prom together, covered in red kiss marks all over. He was on the floor besides your bed, white shirt gone, eyes doe while staring up at you, your body sat on the edge, hair messed up and lipstick smeared, your dress slipping down your shoulders. One of your feet were planted right between his thighs, crushing down on his painfully hard tent, the other was on his thigh to keep his legs spread.

He let out a soft whimper, hands holding on to your ankle.

"Choso, you're so pathetic its cute."

"M sorry... it just feels... ah.. so good... can you do it harder?"

You let out a giggle, applying more pressure, slowly pushing your leg up and down, making sure the heel of your foot ground down on where you assumed the tip was, trough his pants.

Choso let out a pitiful whine, lurching forward to hug your calf, his hips jerky- he wanted to grind up at your damn foot so bad. But he didn't know if you'd let him.

"Chos, you like it, yeah? Maybe i should let you hump my leg."

"Hn... please... I'd love that."

You pulled your legs away, standing up in front of him. A pretty grin on your lips.

He looked up, getting a perfect view underneath your dress, his hands already trying to reach up to touch.

But you cooed down at his attempt of getting his hands on your panties, grabbing his wrist and pulling him up.

He stumbled, panting already but was up on his feet. You let him hold on to your hips, pelvis against pelvis.

You brought your hand down, tugging at his belt and getting it open, sliding the fabric of his pants down just enough to see his boxers.

Your eyes watched your hand, it sliding in his pants to palm at his straining bulge.

Choso, the poor guy, was trembling, clinging on to your dress as he spread his legs wider, watching your face with heart eyes.

"I can take it out, right, nerd?"

He nodded his head, it looked like an excited puppy flopping his ears around.

Your perfectly manicured nails pulled on the waistband, teasing it a few times before letting his obscenely large cock spill out.

You had to pause, looking at the dripping thing. It was such a pretty dick and the girth of it..god-

But the desperate moan of Choso snapped you out of you dick crazed trance.

"Please... please touch it... don't just stare.''

You snorted, roughly gripping it and starting to tug on it, smearing the heaps of precum from the head all over the needy thing.

"Oh? So we're begging now? Who said you can make demands?" You teased, leaning close enough so that your breath mixed with his heated one.

"S..sorry... i'm so sorry... sorry...forgive me... hic!"

You rolled your eyes and stepped closer, guiding his throbbing thing between your thighs, the dress shifting upwards to reveal your pink panties to him.

Choso felt like he had been given the greatest gift of all, his arms hugging your middle, pulling you in closer. Your own arms wrapped around his neck and your lips found his, smearing ever more lipstick around.

He started to nudge his hips forwards and back, happily fucking your thighs. The way his dick curved up and slid across the damp fabric of your panties made both of your heads spin with pleasure.

Your teeth bit at his bottom lip till it opened up, your tongue immediately dominating his mouth.

You moved in sync with him, thighs tightly pressed together around his fat cock, smearing its wetness into your skin.

His dick kept getting caught on the cotton fabric. Choso couldn't take it anymore and bent his knees a bittt and then his cockhead perfectly started to poke and prod at your clothed entrance.

This made your eyes go wide, a mewl leaving your throat and gladly being swallowed down his. His hands spread across your ass, grabbing and spreading both of the cheeks so he'd get more access. Your dress had hiked up to your waist by now.

Why was he trying to take over? Your eyes almost rolled again, pulling away from the kiss. His pathetic lips trying to follow you but you grabbed his face and held it away, forcing it to tilt down and watch what he was doing.

Choso's face was a shade of pink, pupils blown wide at the sight.

"You're so greedy. Fine, i allow you to rub it against me. But not inside, okay? "

"Mm..yes....yes"

You didn't have to tell him twice, a hand letting go of your ass to help slide your panties down just enough for him to perfectly start rubbing his heated dick into your slick folds.

The feeling of your warm...wet..slit..

"Fuu...fuck..fuck....sh..shit...." A slur of curses left him, watching your pussy lips spread as he kept thrusting.

You allowed yourself a few moans to give him some encouragement.

That did it- he hugged you tighter, burying his flushed face into your neck, hips stuttering while getting a few last pumps in before thick, hot seed splurted all over the insides of your thighs and drooly pussy.

Most of it dripped down into the panties right below, catching his release.

He was shaking, whimpering like some dog in heat while trying to rub out his orgasm.

You giggled, pulling back, lightly shoving him away so he could see the mess.

"Knees. Now''

Choso fell to the floor with a thud, not caring about the short pain in his knees, hands already cupping the backs of your thighs as his face buried down between them.

"I didn't tell you to start... oh..m..mm..fuck...!"

Your hands gripped into his dark locks, pulling his face closer. His impatient tongue was cleaning up his own damn cum, making sure he got every single drop. Even licked at the small pool in your panties.

He wasn't done with just that.

Your knees buckled when he tilted his chin up, nose rubbing right against your clit and his tongue found its way between your sopping fold. He was a virgin, but the way he ate you out felt like he knew what he was doing. It reminded you a bit of a puppy licking up his favourite meal.

"Have you been practicing?" You teased between lewd moans and heaves.

He nodded his head, being serious. His face trying to bury itself deeper, that damn tongue found your clenching and unclenching hole, pushing past the first ring of muscle. Lapping up everything that spilled out of it and trying to get even more.

Your voice went up a higher pitch when he pulled away and replaced his tongue with a finger, starting to pump the digit back and forth, his mouth working on your clit. He needed more of your sweet nectar.

His damn cock was hard again just from the taste.

You gasped when he nipped on the sensitive bud, quickly pulling his face away, his tongue still sticking out, cheeks and chin covered in your arousal, the finger still working its way around in your velvety walls.

"Pra..haahh.. practicing how, you got some fleshlight or something, you virgin?"

He nodded, eyes meeting yours with no shame. "I do.. ido i... i got it because i wanted to imagine you...i've always wanted to taste you.. "

What the flip was wrong with this nerd?

Your cheeks growing hotter. Out of the sudden shyness coming over you, you shoved his face back between your legs. He didn't mind one bit. Doubling his damn effort.

You came all over his hand and cute face, almost sitting on him by accident after such a strong ass orgasm washed over you.

You had pulled him back up and dragged him to your bed.

Your dress was ripped off, bra somewhere on the floor and panties long gone.

Choso wasn't any better, now fully naked underneath you.

You straddled him, slowly dragging your cunt across his cock once again, letting it get covered with both of your slick.

Choso couldn't decide where to look, watching your pretty tits move or the way your hips rolled... or that amazing sight of his cock being sandwiched between your folds.

He kept his hands in the sheets, not touching you as you forbade it. But it was getting harder and harder.

"Choso... should i let you fuck me? Have you been good?"

"Please... i'm a good.. good..boy.. for you, all for you. Please- please let me..."

Ugh he was too cute, your hand moving down to help guide his leaking cock.

You sat down in one smooth slide, your hands gripping onto his shoulders, his dark, trimmed curls meeting your own maintained hair. They were holding their little pube hands.

He was writing, hips unable to stop themselves as he was already trying to fuck up into your cunt.

You hissed, glaring down at him. "You said you'd be good, Choso."

He bubbled out apologies but his cock didn't seem so apologetic.

He was so big...so sososo big.. it felt better than any hockey or football player had fucked you before. The pleasure of him stretching your walls and the way the tip kissed against your cervix and then tried to smooch up on all those nerve bundles inside... you were moaning like a porn actress, but none of it was fake.

You let him roll you over, switching from riding him to him having your legs thrown over his shoulders and him folded over you, his hands holding your face while desperately kissing you, slamming his heavy balls righttt against your puffy folds and ass.

Choso's stupidly perfect cock was making you feel dumber and dumber, forgetting that you were supposed to be in charge. You tried to slur something out but he swallowed it right up.

What the-

He didn't stop but he sat up straight, suddenly pushing your knees down and having you be wide open now.

"Choso!"

"Sorry...i'm so sorry... i want to see... please..."

His eyes looked down, holding you in a mating press while fucking into you. The way his shaft kept filling you in and out made him groan. He wanted to watch your pretty cunt take him so well. He wanted to remember how you looked underneath him, how you looked so satiated, how you had been his first ever.

"Inside...hmn..hnn.. inn..inside... can i cum inside.... please? I've always wanted to."

You gave a meek nod, a pleased sound leaving your throat when he hit a place you'd never even known you had, toes curling.

He didn't stall, quickly slamming his already spilling cock as deep as he could, keeping it so deep it made you see white for a second. He was gasping, looking utterly wrecked while filling you up with as much as he could.

He was about to fall on top of you but knew you hadn't came yet, your gushy walls fluttering around his softening length. He kept fucking up into you, the cum sloshing around and spilling past his girth, letting go of one thigh to push a palm down right on your lower tummy.

"Fuck!"

Your hips tried to lift up, back arching up and away from the bedsheets as a second orgasm washed over you.

He helped you go pee and get cleaned up. Being careful with your sensitive skin.

Both of you silently laid together, limbs tangled. His head tucked on your breasts, large, still clumsy hands running up and down the expanses of your flesh.

You were staring up into the ceiling, your own arms holding him, nails scratching his back.

"So..u..uhm..." He started stammering out.

But you cut him off with a sigh. "Yes, we can date. Dumbass. "

"You'd really... give me a chance? You won't... just ignore me after this?" His nervous tone made you look down at his smushed face.

"I like you. Why did you think i invited your nerd ass prom..?"

His face got red, turning to hide deeper into one of your boobs.

"I like you so much..." He whispered.

"Did you really get a fleshlight because you wanted to practice fucking me?" You teased, grinning at his shy face.

You started dating this loser nerd. Well... now less of a loser, and more of a lover.

And if you, sitting in the middle of class, sometimes got a video or two of him fucking that pocket pussy in the boys bathroom and cumming all over it while moaning your name? You'd skip school all together to go and find him in that damn stall.

Yoon's notes: i hope its good </3 i feel like im pretty bad at writing smut Art: incograph on tumblr

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[lukovsnirvana]

PALM OF HIS HAND ⋆˚࿔ jack abbot smau

my mouth hasn’t shut up about you, since you kissed it. the idea that you might kiss it again is stuck in my brain, which hasn’t stopped thinking about you since well, before any kiss.

summary following your six month leave, you’re back at ptmc ready to continue your residency. you tell yourself you’re fine. the weight is manageable. the rush of the hospital should keep your thoughts from wandering where they shouldn’t. for a while that mindset will work, but there will be times, fleeting, where you remember why you left, and will have trouble remembering why you’re back. he won’t make it any easier, and he’s not going to let you leave again, and maybe you aren’t ready to leave either. he’s already figured you out, and he’s tightening his grasp on you, ready to hold you steady in the palm of his hand.

warnings fem!reader, she/her pronouns used, conservative usage of y/n, suggestive language, slight angst, sexual references, mostly fluff, reader’s nickname is gerbil (explained later), the author tries to be funny 😔 age gap (29/50), mentions of grief and loss, estranged parent(s), reader often misses social cues. (will include chapter specific warnings) past emery x reader (if you squint) unhappy ending

a/n came across this tweet, after a night of binging the pitt, and here we are now.

MASTERLIST

01. day one 11. day fifty-one

02. day four 12. day fifty-eight

03. day eleven 13. day sixty-four

04. day twenty 14. day sixty-nine

05. day thirty 15. day seventy-five

06. day thirty-one 16. day seventy-six

07. day (nth) 17. day eighty-two

08. day (null) 18. day ninety-three

09. day forty-one 19. day one-hundred

10. day fifty 20. epilogue

EXTRAS

prelude (written)

epilogue outtakes (smau)