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Okkk yall, I'm working on the byeon fic. But if yall watched the song, which I hope yall did, because I'm not promoting greatness for nothing. But anyways, me and my wife and I have decided on the oc having powerless. In the story byeon is interested in nam-soon because she is naturally strong. So, our oc obviously won't have super strength. I lowley want her to be stronger than nam-soon, just not aware of her full potential yet, so it's either telekinesis like Wanda from Marvel. Or the second option is like a storm from xmen.

Would y’all like me to start writing again ? Send requests if so. They can be kpop, but if you have fictional characters and actual celebrities I’m ok with that too it’s a new year and I wanna branch out y’all. Pls help a girl

So yall I'm still sick as fuck 🤧. But how do you feel about a kpop Halloween special, maybe a lil fluff. Tell me. Or, of course, you could request anything in the comments.

"You know, I remember the first time we met," you say. "Oo, would you look at that now you want to remember, I recall you saying something like "omfg, you're tall as shit they weren't lying, "Bada says. You look at her and laugh while she pulls you closer in the comfort of her bed. "Well, listen here, Ms. Lady, I was starstruck. You're literally huge for a second. I wasn't gonna talk to you anyway. " Bada pulls back and looks at you shocked, "What the hell do you mean you weren't gonna talk to me, thought I was the most beautiful women you ever seen, the shade is real". You look at her, smiling and pulling her back. " Be quiet we are having a heart to heart and in my defense, I said you were the most beautiful women I've ever seen and you still are I just had to you know try to distinguish if you were a women or man first. Which might I add was hard ass shit, when I saw you I was omg she fucking beautiful but then I was wait a minute that's a man, and I thought you were a man for some time until well the fashion change. Second, why the hell are you using my slang, wanna be me so bad. "

Bada looks at you smiling, then grabs your arms and pins them above your heart, moving to sit on top of you. "First of all, I don't have to wanna be you so bad considering I'm with you. Have of the time, and my fingers have been knuckle deep inside of you. What do you have to say to that, huh jagiya? No more comebacks, that's too bad. I like you best when you can't keep your mouth shut because of me. " You sit there staring at her, shocked. Struggling to free your arms. "Come on, jagiya, say something. I wanna play with you. " " What happened to my sweet, innocent older girlfriend. Bada cuts she you off and leans closer, " she disappeared the day you sat on my face, sweetheart."

Yall as someone who loved strong women bong-soon, I am absolutely living for strong girl nam-soon. This shit is 👏. Also the villain is FINE ASFFDD. YALL LIKE THE PANTIES ARE SOAKED MAKE IT STOPPPPP. SOMEONE SHOULD WRITE STORIES ABOUT HIM.

Help me

Ok, this is bullshit. I've been sitting her watching my overly acrobatic girlfriend bend her body in ways that are quite questionable to the human eye. The way she is sitting there is doing it like it is nothing, and when I bend down my knees, buckle. It's quite embarrassing, my I add. I wonder what we are going to be eating later. Like, I love ramen and all, but shrimp pasta sounds really nice right now. It's Yumeri's turn to cook, I love how every time it's my turn, we mostly go out to eat or just cook one of my mammas homemade recipes I learned back in the day. I always pick one that takes literally 30 minutes. I mean what she doesn't know won't hurt her.

I was sitting on the floor with my eyes stuck in the mirror, yet I wasn't paying any attention to what my reflection was doing or even looking like. Nor was I focused on Yumeri anymore. I think she noticed when she suddenly started calling my name. I was so far gone in my own world that I wasn't concerned about her. "The point of us coming here was so you could hang out with me not, sit there playing games in your own mind, baby," I heard her speak up. I turn to my left and see her staring at me while sipping her milkshake. Damm, I forgot she had that. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about how amazing my circus terminator ass girlfriend is," I stated while finally getting up.

I had been sitting on the floor for so long I can feel my fucking pelvic bone touching the floor. I stretch out my elderly ass body, hearing some cracks. Shit sounds like an old, broke down car starting up. I finally finish my little stretch that wouldn't even qualify as a stretch, to be honest. I walk over to her while she is staring at me. Until I make my way to standing in front of her, having her look up at me. "I don't think I can ever get tired of this view, I smile at her, trying to figure out when I ever stand over her. "How many times have I stood over you for you to never get tired of this view, huh?" She looks at me before placing her milkshake down on the floor. "What do you mean I see this view all the time, you know when you are on top of me riding my -" I immediately bend down to cover her mouth, getting flustered.

Thankful that I am fucking black, because a girl would be red as fuck right now. She is always saying this dangerous ass shit in public. Yumeri moves my hand before grabbing my legs to have me sitting directly on her lap. "Baby we are literally the only people in this fucking practice room. Why are you getting so scared?" I search around the room completely, forgetting that we're the only people in the practice room. Forgetting all the tsubakill members decided to pack it up and leave for the night. "Still, you can just say stuff like that out loud." I say, trying to hide my face in her neck. "Why scared someone will know how I have you bending to my will, crying to the point where you don't know if you are begging me to stop or go faster?"

I start to whine in her ear, trying to get her to stop teasing me. "Yea, you usually sound just like that, too." I move from in the crook of her neck to look at her, causing her to stop and laugh at my reaction. "Fine, I'll stop. Get up, baby." I stare at her for a while. I kinda forgot I was sitting on her lap. I stand up with another cramp in my leg, causing Yumeri to notice and reach down and start to rub my leg and soothing the cramp. "Always gotta take care of you, don't I, baby?" I turned around to smile at her before thank her. Since she is a dancer, she is familiar with all my weird ass body aches and pains.

"Why did you want me to get up? Are we leaving now?" I ask her since we had been here for quite some time. She shakes her head, grabbing my cheeks, "No, I wanted to do what you had asked me on Saturday." Now I'm left perplexed, trying to figure out what exactly was it I asked on Saturday. It could've been something stupid. I ask her a lot of dumb shit when I get high. Like the time I asked her if I could go to Disneyland in California. It was like 7 at night, and I kept trying to get her to pack our bags with me.

"What did I ask you this time?" "To teach you some of my tricks, remember." I looked at her in disbelief, yea I definitely had to my high as fuck to ask her some shit like that. "Wait like sexual or ?" She smirked before letting go of my cheeks, looking me up and down. "I mean, we could do that too. But, no, you didn't ask me that. That dancer tricks, baby." I start to look towards the door. Hopefully, my phone will be my ring, or we can leave. "Baby come on you know I'm not a fucking ferret my body doesn't bend that way." She turned me back around before kissing me on the lips,"you can do it. I know you can, plus last night you were pretty bendly."

"Why do you have to make everything sexual?" I state trying to get her to stop embarrassing me. She stops before moving to show me her bending slightly to stretch more. I try to copy her before I take notice of the fact that she isn't next to me anymore. I look around, still bent over until I hear her behind me. "That's it, you're doing amazing, baby." I shake my head when I hear her. "I'm pretty sure you're supposed to be helping me not focus on my ass," I tell her. I should've expected this behavior from her. "I am focusing, hard to though when you ass just looks that good."

Just wrote a story based on atwow tell me how yall feel about it or just give tips and stuff

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" Your target, is the the one they call Toruk Makto ".. .. "YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME ".... "I'm gonna kill Jake Sully"...

P.S. the whole point of this is because I have a major size kink……don’t judge me…

Unexpected Visitor

“Fuck I’m so tired, today drained me. I gotta stay off TikTok.” Laughing to myself I make my way through the kitchen, craving a little treat. Looking down I take notice of the kicking. “I’m so glad that didn’t hurt junior because, Mommy doesn’t need anymore pain right now. Especially, since we are supposed to be on the same team.” Rubbing my swollen stomach, is something that has brought me a sense of comfort these days. Hearing a set of knocks stops me from searching the fridge for the much needed snack I had placed in there before I went out. “Christine, who is at the door?”

Back at Kelly’s

“Mike, did you see that shit? Reggie just killed 15 men. When we get back he can eat all the snacks he wants, shit I’ll buy him some of my favorite skittles. He just became my favorite son-in law.” Hearing nothing but praise around the room for Reggie goes on for a while. “Marcus, he is your only damm son-in law. Shit the hell up.” I listen to them bicker back and forth about this man named Reggie and his skills. Until I look at the computer screen for a moment and realize another location has been found. Meaning another set of armed men are coming. “Wait, that’s my house.” Mike speaks ups and looks around the room, hurriedly grabbing his phone to call his wife. Who isn’t picking up the phone at all.

Snatching someone’s phone off the table I hurry and dial the phone number I’ve remembered my heart, praying to whatever God out there that hadn’t given up on me. It rings for a minute and for the first time in my life I’m consumed by fear until I hear her voice. “Hello, who is this? Better not be one of those scams blowing my shit up right now. Not in the mood for all that.” It takes me a moment to speak up, haven’t heard her voice in so long I’m a bit star struck. “Girasol, baby are you there?” “Manny, my fucking god, baby. I mean I saw the news but I don’t think you’d call me.”

“Baby, it’s me but I need you to listen ok, where are you right now?” Hearing her walk for a moment, before responding. “Well, I was downstairs in the kitchen about to eat but now I’m upstairs I waddled up here, fast as fuck. Once, I realized you were the one to call.” She was taking so fast it was hard to keep a stone cold face, until I remembered the situation. “Baby, whose house are you in?” She sucks her teeth, “why, are you asking so many questions I’ve been having a girls day with Christine ever since Uncle Mike decided to go on the run with you.” At this point everyone notices my mood change. “You, have to listen to me very carefully,” I say putting the phone on speaker. “Go downstairs and get Christine and leave the house immediately okay. Do it now.” She starts arguing with me but I can hear her going downstairs.

Then, slowly the phone cuts out we all hear a scream and way too many voices to make out. Then, clearly hear in the background, “don’t hurt her she fucking pregnant.” We all look towards the phone when a man comes on asking Mike to deliver information as well as me. Looking around the room in complete silence, we all hear another scream. “Don’t hurt my baby, please. Don’t. MANNY….

Thank you non-con or dub-con is all sick and disgusting.

non con is a fancy word to say r*pe. hope this helps.

btw the # related to r*pe kink has 17k followers on tumblr.

y’all are fucking terrifying.