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Mimi ⁷☾

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- hi i’m mimi, I’m your delusional writer <3

- please do not repost, edit, copy, plagiarize, or translate my work!

- most of my work is nsfw/18+ !! I do have some friendly works though

- send me a message, I’m friendly

- enjoy my dirty thoughts put into writing mwah 💋

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MDNI!!

Thinking about Nanami who has bought a new tie.

He was so excited to use it for work, it complimenting his suit perfectly.

But seeing it decorating your wrists instead does something to him that has his cock pulsating, making his slacks grow tighter

He had been looking forward to wearing it - had even admired himself in the mirror that morning, smoothing the fabric over his chest with a rare sense of satisfaction.

But now?

Now, the tie is wrapped around your wrists, binding them together above your head, the silk biting into your skin just enough to make you squirm. And the sight of it - the sight of you - has his composure hanging by a thread.

His cock throbs painfully against the constraint of his slacks, his breathing slow and measured as he takes you in. So perfect. So fucking beautiful.

He trails a hand down your arm, fingers brushing over the knot he tied himself, ensuring it holds firm but doesn’t hurt. He wouldn’t allow that. No, he wants you comfortable - wants you pliant, helpless in the best way, trusting him to take care of you.

His jaw clenches as he leans down, lips hovering just above yours. “This wasn’t quite what I had in mind for my new tie,” he murmurs, voice low, steady despite the fire burning in his veins. His fingers ghost over your stomach, teasing, promising. “But I have to admit…”

He presses a slow, lingering kiss against your pulse, reveling in the way it races beneath his lips.

“I like this much better.”

He pulls back just enough to see your expression, the anticipation in your eyes making his control waver.

“Now,” he exhales, trailing his fingertips lower, barely grazing where you need him most. “Tell me how you plan to make this up to me.”

MDNI!!

Imagine sitting on JINS lap as he plays one of his computer games. His eyes locked on the screen - at least, that's what it seems. His left hand, however, tells a different story, as it rests between your legs, curling inside you with slow, deliberate precision.

Your soft moans break his concentration, pulling him away from the game more than he'd like.

Yet, he never falters with you - his thumb circles your clit, teasing, dragging more needy sounds from your lips.

He mutters frustrated curses at the screen - but between each word, he whispers little praises against your ear. Eyes flickering away from the game as he kisses your shoulder - while you squirm on top of him.

"You wanted me so badly, even while I was playing," he murmurs, his voice thick with amusement. His grip tightens just slightly as you squirm in his lap. "Don't run now, princess."

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MDNI!!!

Imagining Satoru fucking you hard and whispering in your ear to be quiet because you have company in the other room. But despite his words, his actions will say otherwise as he continues to ram into you, making you cry out in pleasure. He loves the thrill of possibly being heard. He knows you both should be quiet, but there’s something about watching you struggle to be silent whilst he gives you deep strokes that gets his blood rushing. So he fucks you harder, balls slapping against your pussy with each forceful thrust. “shh baby, you gotta try to be quiet”. A smirk plastered on his face, because he knows you can’t, especially when he makes it hard for you to. He just hopes that your company are enjoying the show.

Fuck me I need him real bad!

I love autumn leaves by bts so much y’all like I want to get it tatted on me, shove it up my ass, I want to devour that song like it’s my last meal on earth. I want to inject it into my veins and permanently etch it into my soul. If I could have any power in the world it would be to shapeshift so I could literally become this song. I’ll name my kids after it and force them to name their kids after it and so on, starting a never-ending generational legacy in its honor. I want everyone to know this song so they can love it just as much as I do - but not too much because I’ll get jealous. When I first heard this song I literally transcended and entered a whole new universe. I want to personally dedicate my life to this song, that is my life goal. Thank you.

Anonymous asked:

Hii 😊

If you’re taking requests can I please request jungkook first time with no condom and he makes her squirt for the first time, they go for a second round bc jungkook is obsessed 💋😌 size kink + praise kink 🫣.

Also I LOVE YOUR WORK ❣️ read all your fics, literally slay !! 🌟 take care 🤍

First of all thank you so much ily🫶🏽 lm so happy you enjoy my work, I hope you like this one too. I decided to make it extra long since it’s been time since I’ve last did one. You take care too 💋

Notes: MDNI!!! Idk guys I kind of fell in love with Jungkook all over again after writing this. Possessive + desperate Jungkook. He works you tf out! Also sorry if I repeated a lot of shit here I was tired as FUCK writing this!! (Word count 4k+)
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Happy international women’s day lovelies <3

It’s international women’s day, so what better way to thank you and show you his admiration than having his cock curving into you, brushing against your tight walls and hitting your cervix? Having you cry out in pleasure as he thrusts into you repeatedly, not giving you a chance to catch your breath.

He’s so thankful to have you in his life. He wants to show you how empowering you are, and how much you inspire him. He wants to use this day to show you that he recognises all of your aspects and contributions.

He’s shown you how thankful he is for you, told you, and now he wants you to feel it. The great woman that you are… The good woman that you are…

So ready for him to fuck you like his life depends on it. Burying himself inside of you with so much precision and eagerness that it has you crying out for him. Nails clawing at his back, leaving your mark so people know he belongs to you.

The flower arrangement sits on your bedside, a small gesture to show his appreciation for you, even though at the moment he’s showing his appreciation in other ways.

Despite his harsh thrusts, his hands are careful as they roam your body. Touch like silk. His words just the same, so soft and delicate as his words flow through your ears and run through your body, making your pussy clench around him. Your juices coating his cock and the sheets below you. You’re always so wet for him.

“Nghh please” you cry out as his balls repeatedly slap against your ass, him hurried deep inside of you to the point he’s knocked all the air out of you.

“Please what baby?” He looks at you to see if you’re in any pain. He knows he can get too carried away, he can’t help it. Especially when he can feel your pussy clenching around him, sucking him in.

“Too good” you let out a breathy whimper, “too good” he kisses your collarbone as he whispers an “I know”. His own voice failing him as a whimper escapes his lips too. Head falling into the crook of your neck as he lets himself bask in everything that is you. Your pussy, your scent, your embrace, everything about you.

And when you both cum undone, him throbbing inside you as you both come down from your high, thick liquid oozing out of you, mixing with your juices, is when he’ll remind you of how much you mean to him.

And he’ll fuck you again and again and again, because showing you his appreciation is better than just telling you.

Happy international women’s day!! What a throwback 😫

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The God who answers after dark ☆ The intro:

Summary: You used to pray to the Gods after dark before you went to sleep, always thinking that you were praying to the good kind. The kind that showed mercy. However you were mistaken, as time passes and you grew older and wiser it will be revealed that your prayers were answered, but not by the Gods you thought you knew, but the dark kind. The kind that your grandmother used to warn you about. Ones you hear in stories. The kind that you should fear, but how can you when it's all you know. How can you when he was the only one who answered?

Tags&warnings: Jungkookxfemreader, mostly fluff I guess, a bit of smut if you would call it that?!?? age gap I guess?!!? Jungkook is obsessed with reader, a bit delusional. Slight manipulation???! MDNI!!!

Word count: 3k+

Note: making this into a series🫶🏽 this is just a little something that I wrote when I was bored. Be prepared for more obsessive and possessive Jungkook!

Was inspired by the book invisible life of Addie-Larue

The God who answers after dark ☆ series master list: Here ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

Stop! The way I actually forgot about this lmfoffofofofo. What an era😔

Reassurance | Taehyung

MDNI!

Taehyung had a habit of making you watch yourself in the mirror as he pleased you. The glow of the dimly lit room casting a soft golden hue over your reflection. Taehyung standing behind you, his chest flush against your back, his arms wrapped securely around you.

Presence solid, warm, and intoxicating. His dark eyes meet yours in the mirror, filled with something deeper than desire—something reassuring, grounding.

You look so beautiful like this,” he murmurs, voice thick with admiration as his hands trace slow, deliberate patterns over your bare skin. His lips brushing your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Crybaby | Yoongi

MDNI! Inspo: 1

Yoongi hated seeing you cry. He hated to see the wetness of your cheeks and the slight puffiness of your eyes, given any situation he’d make it his right to avoid it - like when he accidentally spoke to you in a different tone, or when he was being short with you one time. But he couldn’t help the feeling he got when he heard you cry out for him as you became eager and eager for more of his touch.

Especially when he had a full view of you lose it as you grind on top of him. Rubbing your clothed throbbing pussy against his cock. You were desperate for more, the wet patch on the fabric of your panties full proof. He could tell you were on the verge of tears as you eagerly rocked against him, trying to ease the tension between your legs. Eyes shut tightly as your pussy ached for something more.

You were so needy - so good for him.

It made him go feral every-time he noticed the first tear escape your eye, and then when the rest followed along with your whiny whimpers and soft cries did he tell himself this was probably one of his favourite sights.

The chase | Satoru Gojo

Thinking about popular, arrogant, player Satoru who has never had to chase a girl for anything. So when you, his stubborn neighbour, give him a reality check, does he succumb to the challenge, or does his arrogance get the better of him?

Gojo has always had the world at his feet. His charisma, looks, and power making him a magnet for attention. Women usually flock to him without him having to lift a finger, their admiration feeding into his confidence. But you? You're a different breed entirely.

You aren't fazed by his cocky smirks, the lazy way he leans against door frames like he owns the room, or the way he casually slips his blindfold up just enough to let you glimpse those hypnotic blue eyes. Instead, you roll your eyes, laugh at his overly dramatic antics, and call him out when his ego gets out of hand. It's infuriating for him, and exhilarating.

Gojo has never had to chase anyone, and he sure as hell doesn't intend to start now. At first, he tries his usual tricks: flirty comments laced with innuendo, exaggerated displays of charm, and that present smirk that screams "I know you want me." But when all you give him in return is a raised brow and a scoff, his frustration is hard to hide.

"Playing hard to get, huh?" he teases one evening, leaning close enough for you to catch a whiff of his cologne, something expensive and infuriatingly alluring.

"Not playing," you reply, brushing past him without a second glance. Your perfume invading his senses, making him even more crazed. "Just not interested."

And that's the moment Gojo realises he's in trouble. Because now it's not just about his pride, it's about you. The way you challenge him, the way you don't fall at his feet like everyone else, the way your stubbornness sparks a fire in him he didn't know existed.

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