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who else listens to this when there going through a delusional phase :MEEEEEE

I am listening to this while working out 😭😭

anything to get through high school mathematics 💔😔🙏🏽

favorit😍💕

Aqui hasta aparece una canción se BTS 🫦🔥❤️✨

This playlist is amazing for thinking of your s/o 💜💜💜 🦋🦋🦋

Me while writing Satoru Gojo smut

HOUSE OF CARDS…?!??

Guys.... If I write a mafia story on wattpad... Are u gonna read it?? If i get replies... I'll write my wattpad account's name... 🛐🛐💅🏻🖤🌃🍻

in the middle of the night (01:12 am) , me writing my zoology record and listening to this playlist 🤭

So we are all listening to this while revising/doing hw/studying?😭🙏

“You’re gonna be so good to me” I scowl just above a whisper, my eyes attracted to her white firmness, the dainty numbers popping from her pages like enticing and dangerous delicacy’s. I trace a gentle but lustful finger over my physics homework, she quivers, flapping a few pages in fear. My pencil is the first thing I use to tease that smile on her face that won’t falter. I drag it down, reach her rim then spank. “What’s the answer” I narrowed my eyes, she shivered again, “1-1-1-1.50 N/C” she whimpers. I smack the pencil with no hesitation, it strikers her hard, bruises that little delicate paper with graphite. It’s a warning, a dangerous one. (😭💀)

Me n my phyics hw😫😫

It was raining and cold. I had forgotten my umbrella, so I was tucked in my sweatshirt. I was walking home from work when the rain picked up. As I was cuddling into myself for warmth, I feel the rain lift and a familiar presence behind me; but not the one I liked. Towering over me with an umbrella of his own was none other than H/n, with an arrogant smirk, “What are you doing out here in the rain?”. I could tell he was enjoying the affect he had on me. “Oh, it’s you.” I spoke as I rolled my eyes. “Did you forget something, princess?” He smirked as his eyes looked into mine, as if he saw right through me. I walked faster and ahead of him saying, “No, I can manage myself, skyscraper.” I huffed as I made my way down the road. I am suddenly dragged into an alley and pinned up against the wall, the once cold rain becoming warm as his breath surrounded my neck. “What are you doing?!” I asked him. He held my face with one hand and clutched my hands in place with the other, his hands acting like handcuffs on mine. He stared into my eyes as if he were looking for something. My heart started racing as we were almost pressing into each-other, our faces inches apart from touching. After staring into me for a long time, he finally spoke with a smirk, “Admit it. You like me teasing you.” He was looking me up and down now. I looked away from his breath-taking eyes, “No way! I hate you!” I shut my eyes, not realizing I was burning up. He turned my face back to him as he spoke, “No you don’t.” And out lips touched as the rain let down and the wind settled down. Part 2??

the caption is REAL

i was reading fanfic and i heard House of Cards I was like "Wait for tf did I hear it right? Oh yes I did"

I expected everything, but suddenly hearing house of cards being played, was something I didn't.

{Well guys, I’ve never done this before, but let’s see how this goes?} <POV:> I never go to parties like this. Never. I would much rather be in my room, watching Netflix, but instead I’m getting an intense headache from the pounding music at a college party. Our football team just won a pretty big game, so this rave is even friskier than the normal ones. I scan the packed room lazily with a beer in hand. My best friend who dragged me here is nowhere in sight, probably already in the bed of her one night stand. I don't know why I’m even still here. Suddenly, I feel tingles on the back of my neck, almost as if someone’s eyes are on me. I look around wearily, and that’s when my eyes meet his cold gray orbs. Irritation flares up in me as I recognize the one and only bane of my existence, Ethan Hayes. Star football player and loved by all. I, on the other hand, completely and utterly loathe him. His eyes scan my figure with an almost predatory gaze. I can almost feel his cockiness from here. He smirks at me from across the room, and then to my disdain, he makes his way over. I look around frantically, and realize that it’s too late to make an escape. “Hello, Princess.” He cages me against the wall with his arms. A gleam of mischief dances in his eyes. “You’re actually outside the shell of your house? The world must be ending.” His voice is a low and husky as if he thinks just one look will melt me. I hate to admit that it does…only a little bit. “I see that your ego is as large as it usually is.” I respond with barely contained irritation and…a bit of something else that I don’t want to acknowledge. I can feel his breath on my face and smell his cologne. His hands find my waste and caress my hips sensually. “Only for you.” His hands lower to my thighs and slowly trace their way up my skirt. I can feel my center start to ache. My breathing comes out faster, and my face burns hot. I try to push him away, but he pins my hands above my head and starts placing hot, open mouthed kisses on my neck. “I know you want this as much as I do. I can see that pretty little blush on your face.” He puts his lips to my ear. The sensation sends shivers down my spine. His tone is filled with lust, and it reveals just how hungry he is for me. “So why don’t you be a good girl and let me devour you tonight.” {Part 2?}

HER POV: The footsteps get closer and closer as my breathing gets heavier and heavier, *he’s* here. I take a step back as the door slams open as I witness my best friends brother - also my boss and CEO of the largest trading company in all of the continent - who is breathing just as heavy as I am. He strides towards me, his steps confident and meaningful. My eyes flutter as I find myself frozen before the tall, masculine man before me, who is now smirking devilishly. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Were you here the whole time… my love?” His smirk only widens as he hears my breath hitch, “I’m.. uhm s-sorry, sir…” I manage to get out those few words, but judging based off his reaction he doesn’t think they’re enough. “Oh my love, What did I tell you *last time*.. huh?” He says as he cups my cheek in his right hand while the other snakes around my wrist, while I’m standing there, unable to move as I recollect the memories of *last time*. The *last time* we were together was at his house where me and my best friend threw his surprise birthday party, and when she left early because her cat had been found, we were left alone and we made some *unforgettable* memories together. Just thinking about *that* makes me blush and look down to my glistening black heels, I exhale as I feel him lift my chin till his eyes meet mine. His eyes are a gorgeous shade or ice blue which somehow burns me instead of cools me, his eyes are stunning while mine on the other hand, are chocolate brown. As I stare into the depths of his icy eyes, lost within them, he brings me back to reality, “Like what you see, love?” “Sorry, my love. *you* can’t have them, but our *children* can.” UGH WHY IS HE SO SMOOTH. HIS POV: I can tell she’s flabbergasted by how smooth I am, I can see it in her eyes, her eyes are to d!e for. Just imagining her staring at me with large, chocolate eyes, full of love, just makes my heart flutter like her eyes do when she sees me. She’s adorable. I want to protect her, love her, make those gorgeous dimples reappear on her face as she smiles. I let out a chuckle as I watch her looking at me starstruck. She looks like she wants something, something that I can give. Euphoria. Desire. Pleasure. I snake my left hand so it rests on her waist and the right goes down to her skirt, waiting at the top hem. She lets out a gasp and locks her eyes with mine as she wraps her warm hands around my neck, sending warmth down to my spine. I continue to tease the hem of her skirt, and then slip a finger in her skirt and look down at her - asking for permission to continue - which she responds with a nod. The moment she nods I grabs her by the waist and carry her along with me to lock the door and then place her on the large table in the meeting room - the room we are currently in -. I place my hand on her thigh and the rest is history.

Just squealed like a rat after seeing the first sentence of a POV. 😭🫣 I wasn't ready, now my throat dry.

I was talking w a bot that it supposed to be funny and commedic, and we yapped abt brainrot stuff, but for some reason it then turned freaky and now were kissing??💀 UPDATE: Decided to continue the chat, and now the bot is getting FREAKY😔🔫

amei a playlist

Gooner playlist but I’ll listen to it while I workout

I KNEW THAT SONG WAS BTS

THIS ONE IS MINE REAL STORY... im not a writer so adjust plz we were in the school. My sir decide to take the whole class on school terrace for little bit of fun.... after my whole class sat on our respective benches..girls are in first two rows and rest of guys were sitting behind. sir was not present there so whole class were talking and having fun. but something was not right i felt some light on my face but i ignored it then my friend said hey there is reflection on your face and when i turned around THAT GUY whom i like for almost now 6 years currently is flashing his watch reflection on my face....i was screaming inside but i thought may be it happened unintentionally so i switched the seat with my friend but again he was flashing his watch reflection on my face. he was sitting in the corner of class , he is one of topper actually his whole gang is topper and i was average , a baddie type who never dated anyone. and somehow i know he also never dated anyone like a cold guy. he is quiet guy but hot one nerd . i never approach him because my friend also like him and my frnd's crush thing is that obvious that he knows she like him but he never did anything. but me and him had many interactions and those were little ones but those are still stuck in my mind damn. so yeah when he was flashing his watch my friend kinda felt jealous so i just stood and yell at him infront of whole damn class. than i knew i fucked up. after that class we had another teacher's lecture but i was kinda good at that subject so sir said he was having a extra lecture for this subject in other class who wanna attend come. so i thought it would be fun to stay alone coz every student got up and went to his class when everyone went i literally scream lowly and had a little dance but when i turned around THAT GUY was sitting in the last bench of the class and piercing through his eyes.....the gaze was so like attractive that i just stood still for a minute and when i realise i just move ahead and whole period he was looking at me , i didnt had the courage to look behind and just sit still. so yeah thats what happend it was like 6 yrs ago thing and that my fuckin mind still like him fuck ! we never had a proper talk , i still randomly go to his insta accounts ( which i found after lot of struggle) but for my amazing luck his account is private with no profile like man have some manners and put your profile on!

Hundreds of sleep playlists on UA-cam, but the smut playlist makes me sleepy and is great for reading smut.

Using this to write my smut on wattpad hihihi

Nikolai and Fyodor stood in front of Scarlet, Fyodor having a stoic expression and Nikolai had a jealous but devilish smirk on his face. "Darling, why were you talking to Mori today?~" Nikolai said sing-songly. Scarlet rolled her eyes at the two, it was plain as day the two were jealous, and she was really pissed off at it. "We were discussing Dazai," Scarlet stated bluntly. "Dazai.....?" Fyodor said with a hint of disdain. Nikolai laughed like a maniac, his jealousy was terrible at this point, Nikolai circled around Scarlet like a predator, his cape swaying as he walked around her before stopping right behind her and pulling her up against him, letting her feel the hardness showing in his trousers. "Oh, little mouse, it seems you've forgotten who you belong to...." Fyodor said, his amethyst purple-pink-like eyes eyeing Scarlet up and down as he walked closer to her, his cape swaying with ease, his walk was graceful and perfect, just like his voice. "Seems we need to remind you, Scarly!~" Nikolai chuckled. The two men then teleported with Nikolai's portal to their shared bedroom, Nikolai's grip on her hips tightening as he pulled her back more against his chest, his hardness growing more. "Feel that? All for you...….." Nikolai whispered in her ear, as Fyodor slowly began to undress himself and her, Nikolai doing the same. "By the time we are done with you, little mouse, you won't remember anyone else's names but ours on your lips." Fyodor gave a dark chuckle. (From my alternative universe to my main AU, I call it Russian AU, starring my BSD OC Scarlet Fyodor Dostoevsky, and Nikolai Gogol!)

**sighs**

I <3 writing mafia fanfiction to this lmao.

First song name?

Whem I saw Lose, you.had.me.there.

i fells nice bro

The tension between my one night stand from office (who sits right behind on my left) and my pc system is unbelievable as he keeps catching my glances and not gonna lie, so do I 🥵 while I work and caress my own thighs… damn

Pov: ons with your grumpy boss...?

The math homework and I having a sexual moment 🤡

I KNEW IT WOULD START WITH EARNED IT

No acc, I’m writing murder mystery

My cousin showed me this

This playlist makes me ovulate 😭💀

I’m writing smut 😂

Me to my anatomy books at 2 am while this music plays in the background: 👁️🫦👁️🤫😩😏

The fact that im here drawing. The fact im the good kid who has not hidden their pervertedness ever is just gold to me

Not smut, but a romantic story while listening to this and part 1. TYSM @Loneylover IM SO CREATIVE

*me typing the nastiest shit on ao3 while my parents think I'm doing my homeworks*

I hope that I do not start writing fanfiction in my math notebook😙😮‍💨

With a small sigh I looked over at my homework that laid by itself on the hard wooden desk, slowly arising from my bed and adjusting my light purple nightgown I stride to my desk and looms over my homework...tilting my head a small smirk appeared on my face "I'll stop the teasing and begin the writing..." I whispered as my warm tan fingers trace over the paper's curves watching it move around underneath them....."Lets start writing about those 21 missions now shall we...?" I whispered and sat down grabbing my light blue pen and pressing it against the rough textured paper. (I'm sorry what did I make???? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

perfect playlist for when you wanna spice up reading your favorite dead philosopher's works (marcus aurelius 🌝)