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mypoisonedvine · 7 months

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Kitten with a reader who loves body worshiping her but genuinley feels wierd being Touched intimately (but is severely touch starved), so kitten restraines reader to finally be able to touch and kiss them

OH LORD THIS IS VERY REAL FOR ME WOW

warnings: kinda dubious consent?, oral f receiving, bondage, established relationship, extreme fluff

"I'm almost scared to ask what you're up to," you mumbled as Kitten showed you the silky ropes, her grin growing even wider.

"Haven't you ever tried it?" she asked.

"E-erm, no, not really," you shrugged. "But we can, if you want."

"I do," she assured. "Right now."

"Oh," you laughed, "eager, hm? Alright-- I can't deny, I think you'll look pretty all tied up in these."

"Oh, I would, sweetie-- but these are for you," she giggled, making your eyes go wide.

"Me?!" you choked. "What am I supposed to do, all tied up?!"

"You're supposed to lay back and let me use you," she winked, pushing you back onto the bed as you blinked up at her in shock.

Even though you still hadn't quite wrapped your head around the whole idea, you ended up with your wrists tied to the bed, Kitten hovering over you with a wide smile-- because she was just persuasive like that. Still, you felt oddly exposed, as if she hadn't seen you naked hundreds of times... but she didn't usually see you like this, basically spread eagle and trapped here for her to do whatever she pleased.

Too curious not to ask, you swallowed the lump in your throat and spit it out: "What is it you plan on doing to me, exactly?" you asked.

"Something you wouldn't let me do if you weren't tied up," she laughed, leaning down to kiss you-- and then the kiss started to move, lower and lower, as she slowly and gently spoiled you with sweet kisses down your stomach.

"Fuck," you breathed softly, trying to fight off the discomfort and insecurity that clawed at the back of your mind as she gave you all this attention. "Don't feel like being more specific?" you pressed.

"I just wanna... worship you," she whispered, making your heart skip.

"You know I'm always down for a little sacrilege," you sighed, "but me? Am I really worth--?"

"Shh," she stopped you with a finger over your lips. "Enough of that. You're worth the world. You're my world. And you won't even let me say it, let alone show it, without getting all snippy with me!"

She spread your legs open and hummed as she looked between them, making you shudder with nervousness.

"I mean, you shower me in affection every night-- at least-- and you won't even let me tell you how beautiful--" she kissed your thigh-- "and sexy--" she kissed a little higher-- "and lovely you are? It's just not fair, love."

"W-well, it isn't," you admitted, "but I just prefer--"

"Maybe tonight isn't about what you prefer," she pouted. "Maybe I'm in charge and you're tied up with no way to stop me. Now zip it and let me lick you all over, you little devil."

You couldn't fight the shudder that ran over you, nodding hazily. "O-okay, Kit-- if you say so..."

But still, you weren't quite expecting her to start where she did, running her tongue over your raised nipple slowly-- you couldn't help but whine through your teeth, shutting your eyes for a second.

"K-Kitten," you panted, whimpering when she suckled on the bud for a moment. "Oh, Christ--"

"Now now, it's only Saint Kitten," she corrected with a wink, "and it's you we're supposed to be worshipping."

She started to kiss you all over once again, humming praises along her way: so pretty or look how sweet you are or even sometimes I can't believe I get you all to myself, darling. It was more affection than you were ever prepared to handle, and you sometimes had to shut your eyes tight just to try to tolerate it.

"I love this part of you, right here," she cooed as she softly tickled the curve of your waist. "It's hard to pick a favourite, though... maybe your shoulders? So fun to hold onto while you're fucking me with that pretty strap of yours-- or maybe your lips, you know I could kiss you for hours, and that's not to even mention all those lovely, filthy things you say with those pretty lips..."

"Kitten," you pleaded nervously, your face so hot you worried she could feel it somehow, "I-I don't know what to do with all this attention."

"Say 'thank you'," she instructed simply. "That's the polite thing to do when you get a compliment. Let's practice: I'll say, 'I could taste your sweet little cunt all day,' and you'll say..."

"Th-thank you," you choked out, hearing her purr as she leaned down and licked a little stripe up the seam of your pussy for emphasis. "Fuck!"

"I can't believe you hardly ever let me eat you out," she groaned, "you're so delicious, darling. And look how wet you get! Oh, to think you let all that lovely juice go to waste-- mm. Shameful, s'what it is, just shameful."

"Kitten, please," you choked, moaning louder as she latched onto you again. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at you in the sweetest way, almost a pleading look like she needed to know that she was doing well for you. "F-feels good," you admitted softly, and you could feel her smile as she slid her tongue inside you-- that was when your head fell back, you couldn't resist it anymore. "God, yes-- fuck!"

Her hands pet your thighs softly, pulling your hips a little closer so she could bury her face harder into you. Your whole body quivered, the sensations nearly overwhelming after all that teasing she'd done...

"I'm gonna come," you blurted out, and she moaned against you-- into you, really. "Fuck, Kitten... you'll make me come."

Maybe you'd expected, or even hoped, that saying that would make her stop for a moment to taunt you for your weak stamina, but instead she just doubled down on her efforts, holding your hips still with a tight grip when you tried to buck them away.

'Fuck, fuck!" you yelped, feeling it start to take over you-- tears were stinging your eyes, and not just from the way her nose bumped perfectly against your clit when her tongue was thrusting inside you; you'd been struggling to hold them back all this time, overwhelmed by her kindness.

It hit you rather suddenly, and Kitten only stopped what she was doing when you kicked your legs hard enough to nearly hit her-- though thank god you didn't, you wouldn't forgive yourself if you hurt her somehow. "Oh, beautiful," she praised the second she broke away, giving a little peck of a kiss to your aching clit before kissing all over your thighs, stomach, breasts-- and your face again, guiding you into a sloppy and needy open-mouthed kiss that tasted strongly of your own arousal. "So beautiful when you come," she went on in a whisper, her hands delicately holding your face.

She untied your wrists quickly, letting you wrap her up in your arms as you kissed her harder, pulling her into you. "I love you so much," you breathed against her lips. "God, Kitten, I'm nothing without you--"

"Oh, don't get on that again," she rolled her eyes, "we'll be here all night. Just let me tell you how much I love you and let's leave it at that, alright?"

"But--"

"Shh, darling, you've said enough," she insisted, "or should I get you a gag to match those ropes."

You swallowed thickly, and she laughed with sick delight.

"You're too fun to tease, darling," she explained with a wink.

#kitten braden x reader #kitten braden smut #OOF MY HEART

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hatchetfieldbrainrot · 3 months

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I'm having more Ted thoughts but this time they're heartbreaking.

I was rereading @unusual-ly 's post about the implications of Ted's love interests (read it here) and it made me realize something.

Has anyone ever held Ted's hand?

We technically don't know if Ted had a partner in high school but I doubt it. And even if he did, that was 20 years ago. In the past 20 years, he's been the horny bastard of Hatchetfield. The guy who will sleep with anyone who's willing. He's not someone you date.

Since Jenny was only a friend, they wouldn't have done anything like that, even if they both wanted to.

Charlotte would certainly never hold his hand. She's just sleeping with him because her husband sucks and she constantly feels guilty about it anyway. She doesn't have feelings for him.

I think technically Lucy DOES hold his hand once but it's to lead him somewhere, not for any romantic reason (at least at that point). It's the way you hold a child's hand so you don't lose them.

Even at the end of Black Friday when Charlotte has her hand over Ted's, it's because the world is literally ending and she's seeking out comfort. She'd probably hold ANYONE'S hand at that point.

So yeah. As far as we know, no one has romantically held Ted's hand in 20+ years and that just breaks my heart.

#starkid #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #tgwdlm #the guy who didn't like musicals #nightmare time #nmt #black friday #ted spankoffski #ted spankoffski my beloved #oof my heart #can you imagine ted's reaction the first time his partner casually grabs his hand and holds it #i think his brain would short circuit #he wouldn’t know how to be normal about it at ALL #charlotte sweetly #lucy stockworth #jenny hatchetfield

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spacesistas · 2 years

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Pedro Pascal in white… enough said😘

#pedro pascal #jose pedro balmaceda pascal #pedrito #in white #enough said #gorgeous #oof my heart

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m0rbidmacabre · 4 months

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Domestic December - Day 1 - Blanket Forts

Summary:

We visit Copia and Celestina years later into their relationship. Copia takes some time away from the ministry to spend time with his amore, and does something extra special for them both.

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Copia X OC Celestina from The Cardinal & His Piccolo Amore (ongoing) - In this it is years later, and Copia is now Cardinal, and Celestina is at the ministry. This gives you a little hope for the future of that fic, huh.

Words: 1818 Read on AO3

The Cardinal & His Piccolo Amore (ongoing)

Day 1: Blanket Fort

Copia and his Celestina have been friends & lovers for many years. Since they met at the orphanage as kids. When they were children, they would always sneak away together into the attic of the orphanage and sat in a blanket fort that Copia had made to give himself comfort, a place to hide away from the world. It was his safe space. The last few weeks had been hard for Copia, Sister Imperator was making it hard for him. He was working hard to keep his station as Cardinal, and to be the best he could possibly be, but his best was never good enough.

Today he has decided to take a day for himself & his love. He needed it desperately. He knew she would be off today, and he knew that they could spend all day together, uninterrupted if he planned it correctly. He had an idea that they both would love, and hopefully it would bring them peace.

He woke up early, checking she was still sleeping before sneaking out of her tangled arms and legs and getting himself dressed peacefully. He didn’t want to wake her; he didn’t want to ruin the surprise. The sun had only just begun to rise the orange glow of dawn spilling in through a small crack in the curtains, he had plenty of time.

He closed the door of their dorm silently and walked quietly down the halls to the laundry room. Finding a single sister sat behind the desk, prepping herself for the day.

“ Mi scusi, sister…” he said to the sister as she was sat looking over her list of what needed to be accomplished for that day.

“ Morning Cardinal, how can I help you? ” she looked at him with surprise that someone else was around at this time of the morning.

“You wouldn’t happen to have some spare blankets would you? I’m planning a surprise for my amore” he excitedly explained to her.

“ Oh... Of course Cardinal ” she headed to the back and returned with four large blankets.

“ Perfetto!! ” he beamed a warm smile to the sister, taking the blankets from her with a smile and a wave goodbye.

He carried on, a man on a mission of love and headed to the apothecary. Again a sister stood behind the counter. “Mi scusi, sister…” he sheepishly said to her. The sister looked over her glasses at him.

“Good Morning Cardinal, here for ritual supplies?”

“Si, erm… no… I need a few candles, well.. enough to light a small room?”

The sister looked at him with a confused look on her face. “Erm.. I’m planning a surprise for my amore” he said lifting the blankets under his arm to show her and giving her a small warm smile. The sisters face lit up with a big smile, she headed into the back and returned with a small box of candles.

“Have a good evening with your love, Cardinal…” she beamed at him. He smiled back and nodded to her as he left.

Now it was time to put his plan into action, carrying the box and blankets, he headed to find the small abandoned room he had found recently while exploring the ministry grounds. On finding it, he opened the door and looked around. It was a small room, mostly empty with no natural light, which was probably why it had been relinquished to the history books, but it was perfect for Copia’s plan. He swept the floor, and tidied away a few boxes and then stood back to admire his work. It was lovely, the perfect space for his blanket fort.

He began by stacking some chairs on top of eachother, enough to keep the blankets held high, then pulling the blanket out and holding it in place with heavy boxes on each corner. It made a perfect T shape. He dropped to his knees and went inside, spreading out a blanket on the floor and rolling another up to make a long sausage shape pillow. He sat and smiled at just how perfect this was, as he thought about the times they had spent together hiding in forts with his first rat; Ratto, and most importantly the first time that they had ever had any contact with each other.. the moment that Celestina cuddled upto him when they were children and Copia read aloud to her.. it was a moment he would never forget, and it was the first moment of his life that he knew he had someone in this world that cared for him. The years he spent without her after his move to the ministry as a teen broke his heart, but now they where back together. He loved her endlessly from that first moment and he would do anything to keep her now he had her back in his life.

“ Oh... shes going to love this ” He beamed to himself, trying to contain his own excitment.

He finished up in the room, adjusting the candles so the room had an orange glow, just enough light to lay and read together. “Just perfetto” he smiled. He closed the door to the room and headed back to their dorm room. It was going to be hard to get her to leave the dorms today.. she probably just wanted to sit and watch re-runs of old movies on her day off but he had a plan. He walked into the room to the sound of water trickling and the shower running.

He sat on the bed with a smile on his face and waited for her to return.

“Morning il mio amore” He smiled to Celestina as she walked into the room

“Good Morning Copia, where have you been?” She looked at him wondering why he had left for work so early and then aburptly returned as she was getting ready for her day.

“Oh... Erm... I know your off today, and i know we havent spent a lot of time together recently... So i’ve taken the day off. I thought we could do something together ” he said to her, shifting in his spot, trying so hard not to let his suprise slip. Problem was that he was awful at keeping anything from her. She could tell something was going on the moment she looked at him by just his shifty demeanor.

She raised her eyebrow at him “ What are you keeping from me Copia?”

“Nothing mi amore, nothing.. its nothing to worry about. I’ve just made plans for us thats all”

“Plans?”

“Si, I’ve found some forgotten art hidden away in the a part of the ministry nobody goes too and i thought we could take a look at it. Y’know with your interest in satanic artworks and all. I thought you might be interested in seeing it and possibly restoring it together...” He smiled at her.

He had throught this one through, and he was trying to stand his ground.

“Oh... that sounds fun, but i was going to sit and watch old movies all day. Why dont you join me?”

Copia chuckled. “Amore, We could do that later. Please just get dressed and we can be back before dinner and infront of the TV before you know it...” He smiled at her, sweetly. His eyes shining brightly at her. Trying to get her to agree. Celestina just looked at him and gave in, because she couldnt take that sweet look on his face. She was still suspious, but decided to play along.

“Okay, Okay, but its your turn to get popcorn tonight...” she smiled at him and turned to walk to the wardrobe to retrive an outfit for the day.

Copia beamed as she turned around, secretly feeling like he had won the lottery. Celestina was always very head strong, she had to be in the orphanage. There were times it had saved both of them from harm as children. So it wasn’t often he was able to suprise her without her finding out. He sat and waited for her to get ready, and picked up his small bag that he had prepped by the bed. She arrived back from the bathroom, dressed and ready to go.

“Are you ready?” She asked Copia

“Si... Lets go ” He replied as he picked up his bag.

Copia opened the dorm room door for Celestina and held it open as she left the room, closing it behind them and walked upto her as she waited for him, grabbing her arm and tucking it into his. They walked together, discussing what they were going to watch this evening and it wasnt long until Copia was being a goof and making Celestina laugh. Celestina was starting to think Copia was lost after they had been walking around the building for half an hour... but he was secretly just building up the courage to show her his suprise.

“Are we there yet? I swear we’ve walked past this painting about four times now...” Celestina chuckled to Copia.

“Ahh... Si Si, just around his corner” he smiled.

Copia walked upto the door and took a big deep breath. He felt as through he was about to hyperventilate. He opened the door, and he looked back at Celestina as he held the door open for her.

She walked into the room and took one look around and a huge smile appeared on her face, she was practilcally glowing.

“Whats all this??” She turned around and looked at Copia. He smiled and opened his bag. Pulling out a book and handing it to her. She looked down at the book, it was tatty, worn, its spine broken.. she scanned it her eyes instantly landing on the title.

“Dante’s Inferno? ... is this a joke?” she laughed, tears gathering in her eyes.

“Well, I thought today we could spend our day like we did as children. Hidden in our fort, reading together. So i built us a fort. Nobody will bother us here and Dantes Inferno, well.. you know why i picked this one” He laughed.

Celestina just looked at him and gave Copia a huge smile before she ran over to the blanket fort and disappeared inside. “Come on Copia...” she shouted back to him. He laughed and followed... pulling himself into the fort and relaxing next to to her.

“What do you think?” He asked her.

“Copia, its beautiful, you are beautiful. Thank you my love” she blinked back tears as she snuggled into him. Copia smiled and put his arms around her, holding her tightly. Making sure that she knew just how much he loved her. Endlessly.

#domestic december #the band ghost #ghost fandom #ghost #ghost bc #ghost fanfiction #cardinal copia #papa copia #papa emeritus 4 #ghost copia #fanfic #copia my beloved #papa emeritus iv #copia x oc #domestic bliss #oof my heart #this is so sweet

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vivanalove15 · 11 months

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I'm sick of being told how strong I am for going through what I have gone through. I'm weak and I'm on the verge of giving up.

#depressing quotes #aesthetic quotes #aesthetic #depressing shit #depressed #i want kill myself #f in the chat #oof my heart #i wish i was dead

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aylapaine · 6 months

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This week, I went to all my classes.

It wasn't easy, and I felt like quitting several times.

My life isn't magically fixed or switched to perfect, but I can't forget about it.

I sat and ate with someone without constantly worrying about appearing broken or damaged.

I think I can do this!

I didn't 2 minutes ago, and I might not tomorrow, but right now, I can say that I have survived.

I won't let a silly goose like me defeat myself.

This broken pot still holds water🏺

#me #oof my heart #the amazing devil #mental health #recovery #tw depressive thoughts

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skyloftian-nutcase · 7 months

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Pumpkin soup-

When Zelda was a child her mother would make her the same meal everytime she had a bad day, pumpkin soup and flatbread. It was her favorite, it always her cheered her up. When her mother died it was all she ate for almost a month, until he father had made her eat something else, she was losing to much weight he said.

When zelda was a teenager she learned to make the meal herself, she would make it when she failed a test or groose had been particularly annoying. She made it for link, pumpkin soup made everyone feel better.

When she was an adult link made it more her after they had argued or disagreed on something, it made them forgive eachother and move on. He made it to help when her morning sickness was so bad she could barley eat. She made it after she and one of the children had got into an argument, usually something small or insignificant, pumpkin soup made everyone feel better.

When link died her daughter made it for her, it was all she could bear to eat, and yet it didn’t help. Pumpkin soup couldn’t make her feel better this time.

AH ANON OUCH

I was all like “aww yeah comfort food and its use throughout her life, this is sweet” AND THE THAT LAST LINE HIT

OUCH

#you ask skye answers #lovely anon #skyward sword #oof my heart

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royally-obsessed · 1 year

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The Duke of Edinburgh is entertained by Tommy Cooper during a lunch of The Variety Club of Great Britain, 1955.

#multiple shots of philip laughing #I love to see him laughing so heartily #THE FIRST PHOTO THO #gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous man!#oof my heart #prince philip #duke of edinburgh

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forestmorimori · 4 months

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rewatching heartbreak high and that scene where Malakai tells Amerie to fuck off and Harper begs her to not walk away hits so much harder when you know Harper is propably thinking about what happened when Amerie walked away from her

#oof my heart #heartbreak high

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geekbetweenthelines · 11 months

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Eliot revealing that the source of magic is pain was the moment I knew The Magicians wasn’t going to be like other fantasy stories I’d experienced before.

Chris and I discuss this compelling idea and many other elements that are very unique to this series in our new watch-along podcast.

🎙 Listen to our episodes on your podcast app, at the link below, or at bit.ly/magicians-podcast

What do you think about magic coming from pain and not talent?