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bibibi-tchx · 7 hours
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“and they said i can have FOUR cookies!”
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archerinventive · 13 days
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Happy Faire Friday!
The sun is out and making me nostalgic for faire season.
Missing all my armored faire friends and crew.
I hope you all have a magical weekend. I can't wait for the New years shenanigans. ✨️
With @unicorn-shieldmaiden & Sarah F. ❤️
Photos thanks to Liv F.H.
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c86 · 1 year
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RIP Vivienne Westwood
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mariophotographies · 1 month
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Oman by Mario. H. "La mystérieuse Dame"
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grandma55up · 1 month
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Are my tits right for your hands?
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shinypenguincoffee · 4 months
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#Dame
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dcs-fkin-mystics · 1 month
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DC’s magical apprentices & protégés:
Warlock’s Daughter — Enchantress’s apprentice
Misty Kilgore — Zatanna’s apprentice
Salem the Witch Girl —Doctor Fate (Kent Nelson)’s sidekick & apprentice
Aurora — Felix Faust’s first apprentice
Billy Batson — Wizard Shazam’s champion
Fauna Faust — Felix Faust’s third apprentice & daughter
Nevermore — Raven’s protege
Stitch — Doctor Fate (Khalid Nassour)’s apprentice & kid
Osiris — Black Adam’s protege & brother-in-law
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douceurrrr · 1 year
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𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋
parings: damian “dame” anderson x creed!reader
summary: you reconnect with your brother’s childhood friend and you childhood lover, that you got disconnected from when he went to jail. turns out he’s got finer over the years.
warnings: SMUT, cursing, angst, unedited, talking about jail, spitting, manhandling, dirty talk, oral (fem receiving), cunnilingus, porn wit plot, mentions of jail, doggy, spitting, manhandling, squirting, critiquing the script a lil, POSSIBLE CREED III SPOILERS!
a/n: ouu child I HAD to get to work after seeing creed III
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You watch the ring as Felix Chavez and some other dude fight eachother. you watch the movements of both of them and you noticed that Felix can never be beaten. “he’s good, isn’t he.” your brother says from beside you with his arms crossed, studying the fighters. “definitely.” you nodded your head. suddenly your brother get a phone call. “m’gonna go take this.” he says before leaving the gym, you nodded.
after a while your brother hasn’t came back in the gym so you started to get worried and headed out the the door to check on him and that’s when your saw Adonis talking to some guy who was leaning against his car. “um who’s this donny?” you questioned, Adonis just shrugged while looking at the man. the man smirked when you reach his eyesight. “y’all don’t remember me?” he smirked. you and Adonis looked at him more closely and it clicked in your brain. “dame?” you and your brother spoke in surprise. his smirk became even wider until you noticed he was just looking at you, your face became hot.
you and damien had some history back in the day. you used to be his girlfriend, he was madly in love with you. the relationship was like a hood fairytale until one day you got a phone call that damian got locked up, it ruined everything and your mom thought it would’ve been better if you and adonis just forget him, damien never wrote to you anyways but you did and kept doing until it was just useless.
the tears in your eyes was threatening to fall as you look at the man that was right in front of you, you thought you were never going to see him again.
“h-how have you been?” you hesitated, crossing your arms making your tits squeeze together which damien instantly noticed. “oh I’ve been straight, you know. aside from being locked in the cell I’ve been good.” he nodded, looking down at your cleavage every five seconds. “oh that’s what’s up.” your brother says awkwardly, not really knowing what to say, you did either.
“well I’ll see you around.” damien says while walking away and so did you but you didn’t want him to leave so soon.
“hey” you called, he turns around with a nod. “would you want to get a bite to eat with me? that’s if your not busy or anything.” you bite your lip, hoping you didn’t come off as weird and awkward as you felt. he smiles at you as he looks you up and down before replying. “yeah sure, sweetheart.” he replied. sweetheart. you replayed the nickname in your head over and over again.
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meanwhile you took damien to your favorite place to eat which surprised damien, there was a lot of common people there, he thought you were going to take him to a fancy restaurant. “I’m surprised you still come here and eat with the common folk.” he says.
“I mean yeah i’m not a hot shot or anything, I try to do this as much as I can.” you shrug, picking up a fry and eating it. when you looked away for a moments it was a perfect opportunity for damien to examine you, you look the same when you two were kids but more mature and “developed” *smirk*.you look back over to see damien looking at you. “what?” you grinned. “nothing y’just haven’t changed that’s all.” he replied with a little grin, but it wasn’t any kind of grin it was a lustful kind of grin.
“you know, I would write to you all the time.. I guess you never got ‘em.” he says before eating another french fry. your breath hitched after him saying that, you thought he was just ignoring you. damien took some time to admire you some more.
you start to get nervous underneath his stare, looking down at your lap. “don’t get all nervous now, sweetheart.” there goes that name again, sweetheart. dame smirked as he knew what kind of effect he had on you. you were starting to get anxious, “okay dame, my place or yours?” you asked with you leg bouncing up and down in anticipation.
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“you don’t know how long I wanted to do this.” you moaned as damien’s lips travel the valley of your neck as he walks you over to your bed then forcefully pushing you down on the bed before climbing on top of you. He began to unzip your pants while you pulled your shirt over your head, leaving you in your black-laced panties and bra, you covered yourself in embarrassment. “don’t hide yourself.” he says before pulling your arms and pushing them down by your head. he kisses you again, more sloppier than before. his hands travel down your panties and yanks them down.
he levels down to you cunt. “so fucking wet” after he finished his sentence, he spit onto your clit them licked a wide strip up your entire pussy. from the bottom and all the way to your aching clit. making out with bud messily before sucking it, you let out a broken sob as he tongue flicks over your clit. “you like that, babygirl?” he mumbled, when you didn’t answer he slapped you thigh making you yelp. “yes!” you nodded, biting your lip, his tongue felt like ecstasy on your throbbing clit, desperate for him to make you cum over and over again. the only sounds in the room were your loud whines and whimpers and the squelching sounds of dame sucking and licking at your clit.
“h-holy shit” you mewled brokenly once you came in his mouth. he didn’t even give you chance to calm down and starting taking off his pants so you started to unclip your bra. then he flips you over making you squeal in surprise. he ran his leaking cock up and down your slit, teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock.
“fuck just put it in alre-”
he smacked your ass, shoving his length into you, forcefully. you yelped loudly, causing him to cover your mouth with his big-veiny hand, knowing your neighbor probably heard that. “shut your pretty mouth.” he grunts as he began to thrust. the bed began to squeak, matching his powerful thrusts.
he grabs onto your hair causing your back to arch more as you mewl in euphoria. “fucking missed this wet pussy, I know you missed me too huh?” dame says as his hips and the feeling of his abs hits your ass in the right angles. “mm yes fuck I missed you.” you barley replied, he chuckled.
you began to feel the knot in your stomach pulse as he speeds up his thrust. “fuck! m’gonna-” your moans cut you off as you came all over dame’s cock making him come over the edge as well. he flops over on the bed next to you as you scooted over in his inviting arms, underneath the covers
“you know, I never thought I would ever see you again.” you spoke, drawing invisible circles in his abs. he tensed at the subject. “yeah well in here now and I wanna finish what we started.” dame replied. “finish what?” you asked.
“I still love you y/n ever since we were kids I still loved you.” he confessed. you smile at his words. suddenly you leaned up from the bed and straddled him making his hand come up to your hips. “well I wanna start this.” you smirk. he chuckles and shakes his head. “well don’t start something you won’t finish, girl.” he says, caressing your hips.
“oh don’t worry, I’ll finish.”
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leflairzone · 3 months
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TERROR WORM: SLAIN
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illustratus · 1 year
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La Belle Dame sans Merci by John William Waterhouse
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bibibi-tchx · 2 months
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the way he runs into both finn n dame omg
see!!
family!!!
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archerinventive · 3 months
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“I am afraid of you. In loving me, you hold a knife to my throat. In loving you, I tell you exactly where to cut. We are two against the world, yet I still do not trust your hand in mine. This is new, and I am terrified.” -vulnerability a.j.
Taking some time away from the shop this week to spend with family and go through photos from 2023.
This is one of my favorite shots taken by the very talented @liv.ing_lively at this years faire.
Thank you to all of those who helped us create such wonderful memories, and here's to many more to come. ❤️
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aaron-symons · 5 months
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Maggie Smith photographed by Juergen Teller for Loewe
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zillasvilla · 14 days
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Beyond the Lights
I. Chapter One: Rain on Me
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Summary: Sariah is a RnB Artist in a rocky relationship with a trap artist by the name of Dame. The relationship goes downhill when she takes a family trip without him.
Warnings: Implied Domestic Violence. Drug use. Addiction
I. Montego Bay, Jamaica
Sariah coming around more often was a surprise to Joshua. Her presence on this trip triggered the sudden urge to talk to her. She just hasn’t put herself in a private space where he could. He knew she was avoiding him. Joshua has always been attracted to Sariah. From the moment he first met her at his twin’s engagement announcement, to her twenty-first birthday party. He watched the way she picked through the assortment of fruit provided by the Villa owners. He watched her fix herself a bowl, doing a little happy dance that made him smile. His eyes never left her until she was no longer in his sight line. A deep sigh leaves his lips. According to Jonathan she was off limits, or so he says. Jonathan looks at his twin brother with a smirk, He nudged his arm, breaking Joshua from his trance.
“What?” Joshua looks at him, stretching his legs out while sitting up. Roman and Montez soon joined them at the opposite-facing couch engaged in their own conversation on next week’s show.
“She has a dude.” He reminds him. Jey has a habit of getting with girls while they were in a relationship. He also knew that they were just placeholders for Sariah. Everyone knew they were destined to be together. She was just focused on a career, and current fling Dame.
“Who Dame?” The dude was a nuisance. Every time he was around them, the tension in the air was thick.                                                                                                                               
“Yeah Dame.” 
Jey kisses his teeth. “Psft, please.” He wasn’t a fan of that weak ass rapper. “That nigga a bum.”
“Aye” Montez looks at him.
“My bad bro.” Jey raises his hands in defense. Everyone knew she was with Dame. They just didn’t know who he was behind closed doors. A glimpse of that night plagued his mind daily. “He doesn’t deserve her.”
Jimmy looks at him. Jey was never shy when it came to voicing his opinions. To him it was a blessing and a curse. He was playing a dangerous game.
“Just be careful, uce.”
The mere presence of him had her stomach churning in ways it hadn’t before. It had been a while since she saw him and for good reason. Sariah focused on her makeup, erasing him from current thoughts while Trinity stood behind her, curling iron in her right hand and comb in the left. She was curling Sariah’s hair for her. something along the lines of Trinity was the best at doing her hair.
The silence was comfortable. It just the nagging voice in the back of her mind broke it. “ Why didn’t you tell me Joshua was going to be here.”
Trinity looks at her through the mirror, finishing up the last piece of hair that needed to be curled. She bites her lip, thrown off by the question. It was obvious why he was here. He was Jonathan’s twin brother and best-man.
“Will him being here, be an issue.?” Trinity unplugs her curlers, using some hairspray to set the freshly curled hair.
Sariah shakes her head, looking at herself in the mirror, running her fingers through the roots of her curled hair. By the time she got dressed and did her makeup, all of the curls would have fell, leaving .
“No issue.” She closes her makeup bag, touching up certain areas with a makeup wipe.
Trinity, amused by Sariah’s sudden interest in her brother-in-law gathers her things. “Don’t let me find out you got a crush.” She walks to the door, standing between the threshold of her room and the hallway. “And hurry up. We’re waiting on you.”
Sariah mutters to herself about what to wear. She never understood the meaning of packing lightly; her whole wardrobe was stuffed into this suitcase, and they were only going to be here for a week. She grabbed the first piece of clothing that caught her eye. It was a simple blue and white dress. It wasn’t much to show off, but it shows enough for wandering eyes.
It wasn’t long before she found herself ready, but she also knew it took her forever and her friends were probably waiting on her. They had all agreed to meet outside the villa as it provided a beautiful background for photos that didn’t include the hustle and bustle of the hotels and resorts they were normally accustomed to. She makes her way out, gaining the attention of the girls first.
“I need to borrow that dress one day.” Trinity tells her. “Also, them thighs girl” She smacks them, making her laugh and smack her hands a way.
Bianca had turned at the sound of the smacking and whistles. “Ooo pretty mamas.” One thing Sariah loved about her friend group was the way they hyped her up and made her forget any worries she had. 
“We gotta get a picture!” Bianca looks around for her phone, this gets the guys attention. Joshua bites his lip, one hand in his pocket and the other rubbing his chest while giving Sariah a once over. Trinity passes Jonathan her phone and he immediately starts snapping.
“Wait! I ain’t ready.” Bianca shouts, flipping her hair over her shoulders, grabbing Sariah and Trinity by the arms and pulling them in to the picture.
The girls immediately got closer. “Well damn, yank my arm.” Trinity groans through a smile.
“My bad.”
The girls would have a photoshoot all day if the guys let them. They limited them to a few pictures, and rushed them to the restaurant.
II. Lani Restaurant
It wasn’t often they got a press free vacation. They were easily recognizable despite the many different disguises they had. Eventually the just stopped wearing one. They loved their fans, but sometimes they just want to be left alone. 
“Alright, alright.” Some older local shooed people on the waiting on the street to get pictures, autographs, anything. “You annoyed enugh” His English was broken, but they understood what he meant. 
The restaurant was reservation Sariah picked was just now opening, which was great. They would get their privacy, but still able to enjoy the local's culture. The sounds of live drummers gained their attention as they gave the hostess their name. 
“We had a reservation for Fatu.” 
“Right this way” She grabs her cutlery sets, and lead them through a section of the tables, to one long wooden carved table. In the center, spelled out USO Bridal Party. In the middle was a cd. It was the soundtrack for her wedding.
“Granted, it’s only you and Jey in the bridal party. Good lookin cuz.” Jimmy gives Sariah a side hug, picking up the CD. No song titles, but he knew the songs were going to be a hit.
“Sariah!” Trinity whines, pulling her younger cousin into her arms, kissing her cheeks. “You did this?!” 
It was the first day of the trip. She wanted the first day to start off with a bang. 
“It’s just a little something.” She laughs, pushing Trinity back.
“We are playing this at home on the last day.” Trinity grabs the CD and puts it in her purse.
“Cool with me.” Montez sits.
“You just can’t play on your social media Tez.” Bianca points, sitting down. Montez was a big Sariah fan, long before he met her. Yeah she only had two albums and a couple of eps out. Her catalogue was still a hit, and since becoming friends he has become an even bigger fan.
“I would never.” He clutches the imaginary pearls around his neck, shocked that his friends thought he would purposefully leak her songs.
“Babe. I come home and you’re recording yourself working out with her unreleased music in the background.” Bianca smiles at him. She loved the support her husband gave her friends.
“It’s okay Montez.” Sariah sits down. “I know you mean well. Sometimes I send them to you on purpose so you can post it.”
The waitress brought out water and menus, interrupting their conversation as they sat down. She found herself next to Jey, thighs brushing against his. His arm rest behind her on the back of her chair.
Jey got lucky. He had thought she was going to sit on the opposite side of Trinity, yet here she was sitting between him and Jimmy. She looked good in that dress. He looks at her, a slow lick of his lips.
“You’ve been avoiding me.”
She looks at him. “What makes you think that.”
He shrugs, a small smile forming on his face. “Do I make you nervous?”
“Never that.” She leans back, forgetting that his arm is draped over the back of her seat. He twirls a piece of her hair around his finger.
“Mhm, the goosebumps on your thighs, say otherwise.” He pokes her thighs, she pops his finger, making him chuckle.
“Please, you think you’re all that.” Sariah was unsure where this sudden urge of confidence came from.   
“Add a bag of chips to that.” He moves his arm, leaning forward as a selection of food was placed on the table. Sariah, rolling her eyes at his cockiness turned her attention to Trinity who was watching a smirk on her face.
“What?”
“Nothing at all girl. Nothing at all.” She serves herself and Jimmy some food . Doing the same, a comfortable silence fell over the table, forks clinking and side conversations here and there.
“I need a nap after this.” Bianca says wiping her mouth. They had finished eating and were just enjoying the music being played lived.
“We do have time to kill before the rentals show up.” Of course, the guys rented out 4-wheelers for the week. A little gift from Jey to Jimmy. They grew up riding on them, so why not see if the island had rentals, and low and behold they did.
“Shit, let’s go.” Montez jumped quickly. 
Sariah stands up quickly, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, a nap sounds good.” She needed to put some distance between her and Jey. The constant buzzing of her phone pissed her off as she pulled it out of her purse. She had told her team, she was on vacation. Her eyes lock on the multiple notifications from Dame.
           Dame: You could’ve called when you got there.
           Dame: You better not drink either. 
           Dame: Did you finish my verses
Dame: I need that asap.
Dame: Text me back damn
Dame: Bet, don’t answer
           Dame: I got something for you when you get back
No apology. Which she knew was never coming. All he cared about was his next hit. She wasn’t in the mood, she put his notifications on mute and put on a fake smile. They took more pictures in the restaurant before heading back to the villa for a much needed nap.
Sariah maybe slept for an hour before she was roaming around the kitchen, making a fruit bowl to snack on. She occupied the couch in the shared living space, notebook in hand with her headphones on. Fruit bowl acquired, she sat on the couch, lost in deep thought.
Jey makes his way out, seeing Sariah sitting on couch, writing in her notebook while nodding her head. He makes his way to her, he stands in front of her, taking off her headphones. She looks up ready to cuss whoever interrupted her. Her breath gets caught in her throat seeing a shirtless Joshua in front of her. She blinks away the thoughts looking at his face.
“Not tired either?” He asks.
They were the only two up and knew why, hence why they were out here and not in their rooms. The walls are thin, and their friends aren’t
“Yeah. Just wanted to write this verse that was stuck in my head.” She motions to her notebook and headphones.
Jey sits on the couch next to her, thighs touching as he grabbed the notebook. “Can I see. I promise I won’t leak them.” He jokes.
“Sure, why not.” She hides a laugh at his joke towards Montez.
He’s flipping through the pages, several song titles catching his eye. Tucked in one of the pages he found a guitar pick wedged between them. It was a soft blue color with palm trees on them. 
“You still play?” He hands it to her so she can hold it while he looked through the slightly worn notebook, careful to not rip the pages.
“Sometimes.” She shrugs. “Usually when I’m performing.”
He nods, eyes scanning the lyrics. She places her headphones over his head, making sure they covered his ears. The music filled his ears, and he’s nodding. The soft melodies of a piano in the background and her voice harmonizing. 
“What’s it called?” He asks placing her headphones and notebook on the table in front them. 
“Not sure yet. It’s something different.” She loved that song. She just wasn’t sure on the fan reaction. 
“Flawless was different.” Jey had always been a Sariah fan, He found himself creating a playlist of all her songs to listen to during his workouts. He wasn’t a super fan; he just really enjoyed her music.
“Look at you, knowing my songs.”  She looks at him. The way he moved closer, had her stomach doing flips.
“Whatever title you come up with, will be a hit.” 
A moment silence washed over their conversation. He finds himself looking at her, wanting more from this conversation. They were finally alone, and he may not ever get this chance again. “You never texted me after that night.”
“That night was a mistake.”
The car comes to a rolling in stop in front of Trinity and Jonathan’s house. No one was home. He stops the car and looks at her. Her eyes never leaving their driveway. ”Where do you wanna go?” He asks. All of her other friends were on the road, they also didn’t know Dame was beating her.
“I can take you to your sister’s or your pare—.” “No.” She tries not to bite her lip. She was barely sober, and didn’t want to go to her parents or sister’s place looking like this. She wasn’t in the mood to talk. He starts the car. “My place it is then.”
Jey stands up with a nod. “Mhm. So, me coming back that night was a mistake.”
“That’s not what I meant.” She argues.
“Nah, you said what you meant. It’s all good though.” He turns, looking at her.
“You know I have a boyfriend.” She reminds him. He stands in front of her and leans down, hands planted on the couch, trapping her in his arms, his brown eyes never leaving hers.
“That didn’t stop us before.”
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grandma55up · 3 months
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Forward bend.😉💋
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