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saw xdiz 03/23/24 27, mdni, nsfw, no ai

[thepunksoul]

NO! NEED! TO! FEEL! SHAME! FOR! RECOGNIZING! AND! ACKNOWLEDGING! SOME! OF! OUR! BASIC! HUMAN! NEEDS! ARE! NOT! BEING! SATISFIED! ENOUGH! WE! ALL! NEED! ATTENTION! AND! CONNECTION! AND! COMMUNICATION! WITH! ONE! ANOTHER! NO! MATTER! HOW! HARD! YOU! TRY! TO! RESIST! IT! YOU! WILL! JUST! ACHE! FOR! MORE!!!! GIVE! YOURSELF! SOME! GRACE! IT'S! OKAAAAY!!!

[inkpressedpetals]

[thepunksoul]

this is the equivalent of ignorance by paramore, both 'pissed off' song lol

[thepunksoul]

not every thought deserves your attention.

[thoughtkick]

“Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you are choosing someone out of love or loneliness.”

— Mandy Hale

[hxneyfarm]

Happy pride month specifically to folks on the asexual and aromantic spectrum who oftentimes feel isolated and left out of the conversation. You belong here as much as the rest of us and I hope that you are all loved in a way that is comforting to you.

[redstonedust]

its good to acknoweldge the hollowness of revenge but sometimes you really do just need a story about someone who gets hurt and then kills and kills and kills and kills their enemies. its cathartic, babey.

[awesome-chameleon]

"there's nothing that can bring my loved one back, so there's no point in killing you" and "there's nothing that can bring my loved one back, so there's nothing that can save you" are two themes that can and should co-exist

[breelandwalker]

"nothing will ever undo what you did to me, so killing you solves nothing" and "nothing will ever undo what you did to me, but at least i can make sure you won't do it to anyone else" are also themes that can and should co-exist

[womanguy]

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.

[endless----pain]

By Wealthy Loser on Instagram

[silentstep]

#TEMPORARY AND SMALL JOY IS STILL JOY NONETHELESS   (via smokeandsong)

[thepunksoul]

If you have the strength to destroy everything you used to have, might as well have the strength to rebuild everything.

[thepunksoul]

it has already been a month since i have created a tumblr account. i mainly opened this one for my frustrated diary entries and show my love for xdh.

[thepunksoul]

forgot to add: my music recommendations

[inkpressedpetals]

[thepunksoul]

Liberty from the Labyrinth

Be cringy to the point it stings to be real.

Be weird or you'll never be free.

You're not performative, you are the soul itself.

Reinvent yourself over and over again until perfection stops existing and knows no boundaries.

Get comfortable in your skin because no one else will dare to live.

And there will be no single day that stays the same because you chose yourself to be who you really are.

[thepunksoul]

[annebronte-deactivated20210628]

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

[joocomics]

🍡 I can’t stop thinking about loser!joo and i’m going crazy 😭 remember how you liked him in the qatar airways jersey? yea imagine him with that and his shorts when you come over. it’d be so easy for him to pull those shorts down and bite the collar of his shirt while he pounds into you after he begged on his knees to make you feel good while rubbing up on you like some sort of cat. or make you wear the jersey and bunch it up with his fist while you ride him 😋😋😋😋

YOU’RE STRAIGHT UP ATTACKING ME NOW 😭💔💔

oh god thinking about how he’d be waiting for you soo impatiently every time you came over, unable to focus on anything because the anticipation is eating him alive. and he’d always throw on those loose shorts and jerseys cause they’re easy to take off, he likes how you tug at them the second he grabs you at the door… and the kiss comes immediately, before you even have the chance to say anything. it always feels like he’s been starving all day and you’re finally here to feed him 💔

he’d beg desperately against your lips, cock throbbing in his shorts and twitching against your thigh as he grinds against it, showing you exactly how much he craves you, how even the slightest rub against your hot body can make him lose all of his shame and self control… and once you’re on all fours and he’s pounding into you, you’d be hearing the most intense yet arousing sounds escaping his mouth as he keeps his jersey lifted by biting on the hem - rough but desperate, slightly whiny and shaky as the pleasure heightens with every move. animalistic almost…

[joocomics]

mute and smash

pairing: gamer!bf!jooyeon x fem!reader

genre: smut ( 18+ ) ── 1.3k words

✎… established relationship, bratty!reader, cockwarming, light sub/dom dynamic, edging kink, pet names

a.note ! a fun little collab with @xhfics check out her story too ♡

( masterlist )

“Did someone purr?” Jiseok’s voice comes out loud as ever yet laced in obvious confusion.

Jooyeon quickly mutes his mic and looks at you over his shoulder.

“Babe, seriously.” His jaw tightens. “Can I just do one game?”

“But… I’m not even doing anything.” You tilt your head in mock surrender, your fingers still doing those damn gentle circles on his shoulder. “I’m just watching.”

But you are… doing something.

Your hands rub patterns on his chest as your arms stay loosely draped over his shoulders.

Your lips softly trace the skin of his neck.

Even your scent is distracting… you just got out of the shower and you smell so sweet, like coconut and expensive perfume. If you don’t go away soon it’s going to wrap his mind into a fog.

He wants to snap at you, and he’s close to - not in a mean way, not scream at you, but… reclaim a little bit of his personal time and space.

The headset starts buzzing with his friends’ voices. Jooyeon forces his eyes back on the screen; brows knit together from tension due to how fast the game is moving.

Your lips brush against his skin again; this time higher, along his sharp jawline. Almost a kiss.

“I’m your good luck charm, remember?” You bite your lip mischievously.

Jooyeon doesn’t flinch but his mic picks up a breath he hadn’t meant to let out.

He’s fully focus mode. Or trying to seem like he is.

“Dude, you saw that, right?” His other friend Hyeongjun, the quieter from the three of them, gasps.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Jooyeon’s eyes dart at the flashing screen. The keyboard fills the room with intense clicking noise as his fingertips move speedily.

His face is completely neutral as you step closer, moving one leg across his lap. After you take a seat, his arms do not waste a second and immediately hurry to readjust around you.

He must’ve seen you’re wearing nothing except one of his t-shirts, right?

Your fingers instinctively slip under the hem of his hoodie, grazing his skin despite the risks.

“Are you winning, baby?” You whisper in false innocence; your gaze, gleaming dreamily, lands upon his pink lips.

The sight of them is enough to tease the arousal already lingering inside you - you roll your hips against him, feeling his soft dick beneath the pair of sweatpants.

Good. He’s once again, not wearing any underwear.

“Trying to,” he mutters in response. Firm and low.

“Relax,” you murmur softly, planting a wet kiss on the side of his neck. “You got this, baby.”

As you move again, Jooyeon lets out an intense breath, but he says nothing. He pretends you’re not there.

Until he feels you dragging his sweatpants down.

That’s when his eyes directly meet yours which is the worst that could happen.

As you’re still on the floor, kneeling at his feet, you look up at with those wide, aroused eyes. Cheeks flushed and lips parted just enough to make his heart skip.

I’m not doing anything wrong written all over your face.

“You good, man?” Jiseok asks.

Jooyeon cusses under his breath, forcing his gaze back on the game.

“Yeah, all good,” he replies tightly, adjusting in his seat.

His headset is still on, the game is still running, Jiseok yelling something about positioning or whatever… it all blurs for a moment, because your hand twists around his cock - just the way he likes it - turning him harder with each passing second.

It all gets worse when you return on his lap but this time - simultaneously swallowing him with your pussy; from tip to base.

Jooyeon’s head presses against the back of his chair; his throat gulping as you adjust around him.

Once he looks at you, you can see it in his eyes - he’s frenzied. But also unable to comprehend why are you so soaked.

“Told you,” you blink innocently.

“Dude! Are you playing with your eyes closed?!”

“Chill,” Jooyeon says, glancing away from you; his voice roughens. “I’m coming.”

“You’ve been coming for like five minutes,” Jiseok complains.

“Nice phrasing,” Hyeongjun murmurs casually.

“I swear to God—“ Jooyeon grits his teeth.

You lean forward, slipping fingers through his hair. Slow and soothing. A gentle gesture of comfort, but to him… it’s like gasoline.

You don’t even tug or anything, you just move fingertips through the soft strands, and still - his breath catches. The way it does when you’re pulling on them when he’s f—

No.

He’s not going to think about that. He’s not even going to look at you. He can’t.

The game.

“Okay, everyone focus!” Jiseok yells as the game continues for a while. “ON YOUR LEFT!!! GUYS—“

Jooyeon shifts - not because of his teammate’s warning but because his body starts to move without his permission.

The moment a muffled moan accidentally spills from your lips is the same moment his character loses the match.

“Oh damn,” Jiseok exhales in disappointment. “Are you planning on playing today or you’re just here for emotional support?”

“Shut up,” Jooyeon murmurs before pausing - to wait for the warm wave in his body to pass. “I just… misclicked.”

Your touch trails heat down the back of his neck, your pussy walls, tight and hot, clench ever so slightly. He swears he can feel your heartbeat thumping against his chest.

“Dude, you didn’t even move,” Jiseok shoots back.

You haven’t spoken in a few minutes. However, he can bet you still have that maddening look of innocence on your face.

Jooyeon lets out a tight laugh - humourless and strained. Sometimes, when he’s really pissed off, he laughs like that. You’re unsure if the warning in his laughter is directed at you or Jiseok, though.

Could be both.

Another match begins. It’s all good and calm for a while. But you start feeling very needy. The need’s been simmering beneath your skin all day, and now it’s starting to ache.

Your thighs twitch. Unintentionally, your pussy that’s been leaking desperately, strengthens its grip. Still, somehow you stay quiet. A few soft sighs and hums escape between you, but nothing louder than that.

Until Jooyeon loses one more time and he fails to hold back his frustration.

“For fuck’s sake!” His voice cuts sharp.

And then, without thinking, without even meaning to - he bucks into you. Cussing at the game and the growing pressure coiling tight in his core.

Even if you had time to prepare and swallow your moan properly, you wouldn’t have succeeded.

Having Jooyeon’s dick pushed deeply into you without a warning like that is something that inevitably will pull out a reaction from your mouth.

“Uhm…” you hear Jiseok puzzled. “What was that? Dude, you’re acting so weird today… right? Hyeongjun, back me up.”

Instead of answering, Jooyeon exhales sharply, his eyes fluttering shut as he presses his forehead to yours.

His hands leave the desk, abandoning the game entirely, and slide to your waist. His commanding grip guides you back and forth - a deliberate rhythm against his lap.

Finally, a proper wave of pleasure has his cock throbbing; rushing to push him over the edge.

You barely manage to hold back. A silent whine builds in your throat, your mouth falls open to almost release it.

The headset crackles again.

“Wait, where’s Hyeongjun? Did he dip? Am I solo here?”

You’re so, so close… after holding him inside you for so long, you need so little.

You’re seconds away from one of the most intense orgasms you’ve ever experienced when Jooyeon shifts his hands beneath your ass cheeks, gripping tight to support your moves even better.

“Dude.” Jiseok blurts out; finally connecting the dots after a clear pornographic sound invades his headset. “Ew! I’m reporting you.”

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