Asmr Tingles Mouth Sounds

At dawn. The light of dawn lingered, hesitant to arrive, while the remnants of the setting sun had long faded into darkness. Within the city shrouded in thin mist, the hidden churches in the shadows, veins clinging to the cracks in walls, the gnawing sounds echoing from the sewers, and the murmuring shadows... A lantern bearer strolled forward.

………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just f8ck off instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… A woman suddenly woke up in a dazed state with confused eyes. “Don’t I die in the dungeon world?” (Will be another novel) “This is my room when I am at the end of high school.” She took out her phone to check the date 23/12/25. It is around 10 PM then the beta dungeon would appear at 00:00 AM in 2 hours on 24/12/25. Unfortunately it is my birthday and I turn 18. At that time all the people between the ages of 18 to 48 would wake up from their sleep or see a monster like mouth opening beside them with a staircase inside. They are attracted to enter this monster mouth and walk down the stair case entering the first floor of the dungeon. …………………………… There are 100 levels in this beta dungeon and one can only cross 1 floor in a day. The monster mouth would appear 00:00 AM at every night and there is no attraction from the second day. If they decided not to enter then they would stop entering directly with monster mouth never appearing again from the next day. The time spent in the dungeon world is only an instant and the time never moves from 00:00 AM no matter how much time you spent in the dungeon world. The death in the dungeon world is real death and the pain is more real. Anything obtained in the dungeon world cannot be brought out except for the skills or abilities that are obtained. Also they cannot be used to cause damage to the world, unless they want to be erased. The time limit for this dungeon is only 100 days. After that the real problem appeared. The world population irrespective of age was transferred to the dungeon world divided into villages throughout that world as refugees. ………………………………… The midnight dungeon is the only thing I am writing here which is a 100 day on. Based on the results I will write the dungeon world story as continuation. If it did not get response then I will stop with this. ……………………………………

This is a story of a captain of a secluded place and a gorgeous female celebrity—both who would hardly cross paths but a collision in Tibet sets an opening to their encounter. Upon their first encounter, Wenxian already has her eyes set on Captain Lu—her mouth drooling with desire. Wenxian, “Hmm? How can I win over your heart? In a plain sack or using sweet talk?” With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Xiao scoffs. “You are an impressive and popular celebrity, I am only a captain at this secluded place. I am very poor, what is it in me that you like about?” Wenxian, “I like how you always snub back at me.” Lu Xiao choked and walked away heartlessly. “You are shameless, don’t even dream about it!” The next day, he said, “It's all because you were carried away by a whim?” Wenxian, “No, hatching a scheme.”

Isis walked slowly into the bathroom, her heart beating with unease. She heard muffled voices, followed by soft chuckles. Her steps faltered. The voices were familiar — a man’s deep tone mixed with a woman’s gentle laughter. A cold feeling crept through her chest. She recognized them, but she desperately hoped she was wrong. With trembling hands, she moved closer to the door, the sounds becoming clearer. Her breath caught as she gently pushed the door open. The sight before her made her freeze in shock. Barry, the man she loved and planned to propose to, stood in the small bathroom, holding Melisa — her friend. His lips, smudged with lipstick, confirmed what words couldn’t. Time seemed to stop as her gaze locked on them. A wave of pain shot through her, leaving her numb. The door creaked under her shaky hand, drawing their attention. Barry spun around, panic flashing in his eyes. “I… I can explain,” he stammered, wiping at the lipstick on his mouth with trembling fingers. Isis felt hot tears roll down her cheeks. Her vision blurred, her chest tightened, and without a word, she turned and ran.

'Ha?!' The golden-eyed baby was confused but oddly ang-- ....wait angry!? Since when could babies make such distinct angry sounds? 'I'm naked, don't look at me like that, pervert!' Okay, I've gone completely crazy, or baby just said that I'm a pervert.

a gamer is thrust into a new world out of nowhere a world he could only dream of before with magic, kingdoms even a bit of technology anything he could think of how will he use his new found power in this world will this world change for the better or worse can he break the habits that have become ingrained into his very being come along and find out on this wild adventure in a universe of fantasy and magic

Mia has always dreamed of returning to the U.S., a place filled with childhood memories and distant family ties. But after a grueling journey, her arrival takes an unexpected turn. Instead of staying with her grandparents as planned, Mia learns her family has already secured jobs and a new house. The sudden shift leaves her questioning what secrets her parents might be hiding. As Mia adjusts to her new life, strange sensations ripple through her—tingling bones, heightened awareness, and an inexplicable connection to the world around her. When these sensations reveal a hidden power she never knew she had, Mia is thrust into a journey of self-discovery, danger, and a mystery far greater than she imagined. In this gripping tale of family, transformation, and hidden truths, Mia must embrace her newfound abilities and uncover the secrets that could change her life—and the world—forever.

What happens when Madness meets Insanity?? Only chaos could be born from such cataclysmic collision. In the kingdom of Aethel, ruled by the tyrannical King Owen, tradition reigns supreme, often at the cost of humanity. Bound by ancient laws, Owen is forced to make a horrifying choice upon the birth of his twins: to eliminate his newborn daughter, fulfilling a prophecy that foretells doom should twins exist. This sets in motion chain of events that would challenge the very foundation of Aethel. What happens when ancient prophecies collide with the unpredictable nature of a weakening veil? When the line between tradition and survival blurs, and when the very foundation of Aethel’s existence is threatened? The siblings must confront not only the monstrous abominations beyond the veil but also the dark secrets and terrible choices of their own father, a king whose adherence to tradition has pushed him to the brink of madness. The fate of Aethel hangs in the balance, dependent on the choices of four siblings – each grappling with their unique powers, their familial bonds, and the terrible weight of a world teetering on the precipice of chaos.

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump. Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future. In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords. Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter? “That’s strange.” “…” “Have we met somewhere before?” Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual… DISCLAIMER: The story isn't mine

After a long time being taken to a different world I've finally returned to lead the country as a king again. But who could know if everyone still remember me or if I still remember them. Did they even love me? Did they even respect me and will they respect me as before? And were they grateful that they didn't see my face for over 20 years. And yeah, we don't age as the normally or it's just a mith someone told to their parents. I'd love to see the faces of people I once laughed, and fought together for the better tomorrow. I have a weird tingling sensation that is telling me that it will not go that smoothly as I want it to be. What is the future awaiting for me? Will my return take a turn to worse?

Scarlet is suddenly transported to another world, where she finds herself possessing the body of a cruel and despised tyrant queen. And in order to survive in this new world, she must become a good ruler, a loving mother and a sweet, devoted lover. It may sounds easy—but the challenges ahead may be far greater than she expects. ---- This is slow_pace story Reverse Harem

1 Peter 4:7 "The end of all things is near; therefore, be of sound judgment and sober spirit for the purpose of prayer."

She stood at the porch glaring into the partially lit outdoors, the full moon ... the sound of the wind soughing through the trees... Birds chirping. She exhales opens the door and walks in, sounds coming from the tv she switches it off

*Author's other work (The Dragon Prince's Bride)* *** After surviving the utter destruction of the entire world, Kiva Quin and her best friend Skye Gailey find themselves in another world. The world of the ones who destroyed their home. The world of the demons. Kiva, who never believed in the existence of demons, now has to live in a world full of them. They've taken her family from her and thus she harbors a hatred, vowing to take her revenge and kill the one responsible for the destruction of her world: Leonis Rein; supreme ruler of the demon world. Leonis is a man who doesn't believe in love. He believes in taking possession of whatever catches his attention… And she did. He meets Kiva, and her aggressive, persistent nature draws him to her. Slowly, Leonis starts harboring an unhealthy obsession for Kiva. Kiva would do any and everything to put a knife in the heart of Leonis, or die doing so. But Leonis doesn't plan on letting death take her. At least not yet. *** Excerpt Holding both my hands tightly together behind me with just one of his own, Leonis pressed his broad chest upon my back as I wriggled and try to get out of his stronghold. A gesture I knew was futile because he was strong, very strong. "Run if you like." His whisper sounded next to my left ear, and I wished to deny it, I wished to tell myself I don't feel it, but I do. I feel a certain tingle every time this demon is this close to me. "I will pursue you. Hide if you must, I shall find you, and die if you choose, I shall make death cough your soul back into your cold body." I knew it. He will never let me go.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

Rejecting admirers was something Yu Zihan did all the time. But getting poisoned by one? That was a first. So here he was, Yu Zihan, male, 23 years old, dying in the most painful way possible. At least, that’s how it should’ve ended. _____________________________________ System 0049: Tut tut, you're not going anywhere (⁠ ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿⁠ゝ⁠◡⁠`⁠) Yu Zihan:...? System 0049: What do you say about going to differents worlds? Yu Zihan: Sounds fun. But what's in it for me? System 0049: You can complete your task in whatever ways you like as long as the world is not destroyed. And you can get a lot of rewards too (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠) Yu Zihan: Well, that's interesting. I'm in ^^ System 0049: Why do I feel like I dug my own grave? (⁠─⁠.⁠─⁠|⁠|⁠） _____________________________________ Well it sounds simple enough—go to a world, fix its problems, and move on. But nothing is ever simple with Yu Zihan. For every world he enters, he isn’t just there to fix things. He’s there to twist the rules, take control, and make the most of the situation. After all, if he’s going to rewrite the story, he might as well make it a good one. ____________________________________ First book here and sorry if there's any faults, English is my third language ^^'

In a city alive with fleeting dreams and aching melodies, Aiko arrives with little more than a guitar and a fragile hope for connection. Mio, a guarded guitarist burdened by a broken past, has long since learned to shield herself from the vulnerability music once brought her. When their paths cross in a quiet café, music becomes their shared language—a tender bridge between two hearts hesitant to fully open. Together, they weave songs that speak of longing, courage, and the quiet beauty of finding someone who truly hears you. Caught between ambition, vulnerability, and the weight of unspoken truths, they must navigate the silences threatening to unravel everything.

Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."

Was I just bought for 500 million ..he pushed me against the wall and sucked on my lips nibbling on it his hot sweet tongue entered my mouth I felt his fangs grazed my neck his hands finding their way underneath my shirt

In the treacherous vortex of fate, Sang Nian accidentally falls into the mysterious realm of cultivating immortals and transforms into the malicious supporting female character with a tragic ending in the cursed book. The cold and hard system makes a mechanical sound: "Your mission is to marry Xie Chenzhou, the male supporting character, and then wantonly abuse and humiliate him until your life is ended by him." Sang Nian raises the corners of her mouth, responds with an "ok", and waves the small whip in her hand. However, she accidentally whips herself and falls backward uncontrollably. The system is silent for a long time, looking up at the ethereal sky. The voice rings out again: "The task is changed. You need to conquer him. If you fail, you will go to the place without daylight to dig coal and there will be no peace forever." Sang Nian's mouth curls up with a confident arc: "This matter is as easy as taking something out of a pocket for me." However, reality gives her a heavy blow. She is finally mercilessly erased by Xie Chenzhou. She thought she would be sent to the adjacent world and work day after day in the dark mine. But when she opens her eyes again, she is astonished to find that she has been reborn in the long river of time three hundred years later.

Xin Yan was betrayed in her past life, brutally killed by her boyfriend and her best friend. But she didn't expect to get reincarnated. "In this life, I will plot my revenge against those who have harmed I and my family," Xin Yan vowed. "Darling, don't you need me to help," a coquettish male lead asked. Xin Yan felt her scalp tingle as she gritted her teeth. "Fine," it wasn't bad to have someone take revenge on her behalf, was it? Have questions? Chat me up on discord: Favy2007

"I think am in love with someone's husband," Nadia said suddenly and it sounded like a joke to her best friend Sonia.

Ren Gladius is a man who spent his entire life polishing his combat skills. After experiencing eighty years of a satisfying and fulfilling existence he gets hit by a truck and transmigrates to another world. As cliche as it sounds this world is strange and different in many ways. Filled with high culture, grand architecture and magic. Let's see how long it takes before I write myself into a corner:) -I post on Royal Road as well as here: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/590338/fictions

They took his tongue and with it, his song and his sorcery. They threw him to the lions, expecting him to die. Mauled, multilated, and bereft of magic, Arn survives. A prisoner in Aquila, the northern skáld has lost all his powers. But a felled tree can regrow. A destroyed house can be rebuilt. A broken man can be made whole. The method is forbidden magic, and the price is life's blood. With each death by his hand, Arn will claw his powers back, little by little. Unwittingly, his new masters will aid him in his endeavour, as they have but one use for him, same as before... The arena. If the sound of Norse progression fantasy in a Roman setting sounds intriguing, read on!

the sound, you know it's just vibrations , then the music can really touch you, can really be felt , Do you want to feel it?

Mary Sun has a secret. Multiple secrets. Actually, she has none; people simply don't believe her. Or, alternatively: A myopic park ranger who is in charge of guarding the mouth of hell, a fatherly demon, and a down-on-his-luck charlatan, are one of the last remaining barriers between the world as we know it and its destruction. Shenanigans ensue.

"Swish... Swish..." Sounds of trickling water came from the yard, and Wang Daniu groggily opened his eyes, subconsciously reaching down to his crotch, thinking he had wet the bed. But there was nothing. Wang Daniu tiptoed out of bed and peeled open a sliver of the door, under the moonlight he saw a charming woman, scooping water and pouring it over her shoulders, ladle by ladle. Someone was bathing, it turned out…

Akane Shimizu, a determined young woman in her 20s, found herself walking into a mysterious forest in search of her missing sister, Aruka. Believing that the River of Souls holds the key to her sister's disappearance.

Dragons. Those brutal blood thirsty shifters. Their fire means death, in becoming one of their slaves , Hold on your breath, don't make a sound, one wrong move tonight..... And you will be never seen again. I'M A DRAGON SLAVE MATE