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softestaura · 6 months
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jordan daniels in for love and lemons fw23 ‘new york, i love you’ campaign
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psipaka · 30 days
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Not the fandom I usually post about, but whatever. too lazy to render this
Also reblogs and such are appreciated
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happyheidi · 11 months
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yanderemommabean · 3 months
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Choso who insists on doing everything with you. Showering with you, having his muscular arms wrapped around you, head against your shoulder as he breathes you in. It’s one of the few times he gets eerily quiet, just basking in the warmth with you, feeling you against him and grounding him back to earth.
Cooking for you, getting antsy when he sees you grabbing for anything sharp, demanding you either let him do it or at the very least allow him to handle all heat and sharps. You explain that you aren’t a child and know what you’re doing but he doesn’t listen, doesn’t /care/. Besides when he makes it, you always say it tastes special! Not that you need to know what he adds everytime…
Slides in bed beside you, pulling you into his chest, wishing you didn’t put on pajamas at all so he can feel all of you, wanting to let his fingers map out your skin so he never forgets the feeling. You just try to lay on your side but that just gives the man access to your thighs, that he’s more than happy to show appreciation for, especially since you insist your underwear stays on if he’s staying a night.
(Said underwear is sniffed desperately when you’re alseep. He jerks his cock in long, languid strokes to savor it as he inhales your musk, mouth watering and begging to feel you on his tongue).
Choso being a clingy, perverted and protective yandere 💕💕
-Mommabean
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catnoli · 3 months
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honey calcite lemon shark 🍯🍋🦈 this shark is for cancers ♋️ ^_^
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froqpi-art · 4 months
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yippee mashle season 2!! 💪✨
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sun-marie · 6 months
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A moment, some point in late Act 2
(based off the Patch 4 notes mentioning we can now wash the dirt off our companions 💜)
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crunchy-rocc · 5 months
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three of them
@anon-lemon
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thepenguisalive7 · 7 months
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The Court Jester - (part 1)
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mothtowers · 3 months
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true love
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vita-divata · 1 month
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So there’s this guy…. *twirls hair*
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rad-roche · 1 year
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missbunnybunny · 6 days
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▶︎ 𝕾𝖍𝖊’𝖘 𝖘𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎 
𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖛𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊.
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𝕿𝖜: ☞ 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝙽𝚘𝚗-𝚌𝚘𝚗, 𝙳𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 thoughts, 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢, 𝙱reeding, 𝙼ind break, 𝚁𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖, 𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝚃! «🛑𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸🛑» ☜
Note: This is a y/n x pretty yandere, female-bodied reader.  pet names such as Darlin, Love, and Good Girl, etc. are used.
If I forgot something plz tell me. Like and re-blog, it helps getting these stories to new people!
🫧𝕴'𝖒 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖓', 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓' ❣️💌💌 part 1
Y/n was startled awake and panicked. Holding the sheets over her naked body, she found herself in an unfamiliar room. 
Silent tears streamed down your face as you began to shake. He tricked you and took advantage of your kindness. 
You mourned your lost innocence for a short time when a knock on the door interrupted you. 
“ I apologize for waking you up, miss Y/n.” a handsome man wearing a suit and carrying a tablet said. 
The scared woman clenched the sheets tightly, “ My name is Ray. Mister Blackwell has asked for you to join him for breakfast.” the man expressed. 
“n-No! I want to go home…let me go!” Y/n cried, face red from crying. “ I'm afraid I can not let you do that.” he shakes his head, “The maids will come and help you dress,” Ray commented before turning and leaving the room.
You cried until your lungs burned and hurt. Until your body could no longer produce tears, the maids shortly came. They helped you bathe and dress in a beautiful gown. They tried to cheer you up, but it was to no avail. 
Soon, Y/n sat next to James at a large binning table. He kissed your cheek and caressed your skin. His touch was sweet and caring if it didn’t disgust you. Food was served, but you didn’t want to eat. You don’t trust that it’s not drugged again.
“ Say ah~ my dear,” he says, pressing a fork to your mouth. When you don’t respond, he squeezes your inner thigh. When your lips parted in a yelp, he fed you. He continued to feed you. If you didn’t open your lips fast enough, he would swirl your sensitive pearl. 
The food was finished, and tears dripped down your soft skin. “ Come on, smile for me, sweetheart,” he asked, cupping your face and whipping your tears. “ I just want to go home.” You tearfully repeated. 
“ We can’t have that, dear. This is your new home.” James informed her as he stole a kiss from her. “ I want to go to my store,” Y/n pleaded. 
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“ I already told your employees to take a weeks-long paid break.” James, shut your request down. He wasn’t going to tell you that, but Ray hacked your email and made such arrangements.  
Your face dropped all hope of escaping, where shattered. 
It had been a few days, and James made sure that all doors were locked, and Ray informed you that you could go anywhere. But strongly warned that you couldn’t be outside without supervision. 
James never left your side for your entire time locked in the large mansion. Sleeping, bathing, or even walking, he was there touching any sliver of skin he could. If he couldn’t find you for a moment or have his hands on you, he would lose his shit. 
James knocked on the door to his room, smiling when he found your sleeping figure under the covers. 
He kissed your lips, his tongue intruding your mouth. Lifting the covers from your naked body, his fingers began to caress your sensitive bundle of nerves. He thanked himself for prohibiting you from wearing clothes to bed. 
Your back arched as you woke up with a moan. He knew you were still sensitive from last night. His fingers began to pump into your flower, while his thumb still caressed your clit. Y/n hit his toned chest, but that only fueled his passion even more. 
Your lips parted as he gave you a dreamy sign. “ I have to go into the office, honey,” James spoke, latching his mouth to your chest. Your hand pulled on his hair, making the man moan. 
James curled his fingers, hitting your sweet spot, over and over. The tight coil in your stomach made you whine, walls clamping on his fingers. 
With one more firm thrust, the coil in your tummy snapped. Honey gushed over his hand, withdrawing his hand, and licked it clean.
“ I have a meeting today, so unfortunately I won't be with you for a few hours. Be a good girl and behave.” He kissed your sweaty forehead, taking his leave and leaving you tired. 
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Y/n walked towards the side door, hoping, begging that she would get lucky. And it seemed that her prayers were answered. The maids forgot to close the door.
Her hand trembled and twisted the doorknob, slowly opening it. The wind blew, signaling she was one step closer to freedom. The door was left ajar as the woman ran to the street, with no phone and no way to contact her family and friends.
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, ending up in the station. One she couldn’t enter because she had no money. An old lady exiting the station called out to her, asking if she was okay. 
Y/n said she was, but her eyes betrayed her. The kind old lady offered her help, to which she took it. “ I…I just need help to run away,” she admitted, desperate to leave. She didn’t know when they would have already noticed her absence.
The kind lady smiled and accompanied her to buy a ticket. When she handed the ticket to Y/n, the girl cried, thanking her. 
Y/n gave the lady all the jewelry she had, as a thanks and wanting to part with them in fear of recognition.
The train had arrived, and she left. Free, she was free. 
She planned to return home, take all her valuables, and disappear. She would be sad to close her store, but it was needed. 
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James sat in the meeting, bored, his assistant as always trying to get his attention with skimpy clothes. She would never be like Y/n. She was dirt under his goddess's feet. 
Ray came into the meeting room, whispering something into the CEO's ear. James looked like a deer caught in headlights, “ You sure?” he asked, looking at Ray. The man only nodded. 
“ I apologize, but something important has come up.” he expressed, standing up and abruptly ending the meeting.  
“ Ray, get the helicopter. I’m bringing my little darlin’ wife home.” James expressed, loosening his tie. 
The train ride was an hour and a half, so she could get some well-needed rest. But her mind raced, what ifs consumed your every thought.
 “ Ladies and gentlemen, we inform you that the train will have a small delay. We shall be on standby for some time.”  the conductor announced, as the sound of a helicopter could be heard. 
Dread filled your stomach, making it sink. 
“ Miss, please come with us.” a man in a suit said, “ You have the wrong person,” Y/n said, hoping it would work. 
“ My sweetheart, don’t make me punish you. Not in front of everyone here.” James said in a low voice.  His threat made you shake, trembling, hand taking his extended one. 
There was no hope of escaping the lion's den once you had stepped inside.
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James held Y/n’s hand tightly, making sure she wouldn’t escape as he took her to his room. He thrusts her towards the bed, “ If you love me, you’ll never do that again. Understand?” he warns, removing his tie. 
Y/n backed away until her back hit the headboard. The muscular man graded her leg and pulled her under him. 
She began to beg him to let her go, that she would stay and not run away. He shoves his tie in your pretty plump lips. 
Only allowing for moans and whines to filter through. 
He has you caged in between his meaty arms, his gaze held a lustful and hungry glint to them. 
Tears fell as if rain from your eyes, “ Don’t cry, I’ll make you feel good. I promise.” he kisses your tears.
Your tears felt like acid to his skin. He much rather you cry from pleasure. With his free hand, he removed his belt, tying your hands with them as if they were handcuffs. 
He rose and looked at your posed figure, his legs trapped by your hips, so you couldn’t escape from his embrace. 
He was going to make you feel better, make you see the high heavens. He began to worship your being kissing every scar, stretch mark, and so on. Any imperfection to you was perfection, a divine perfection to him.
Created by a higher being to be held, kissed, bitten, and claimed. 
He hiked your leg over his shoulder as he caressed your skin. Leaving kisses and hickeys over the skin. 
His hungry eyes looked at your teary ones, as he bit your leg.
His gaze lowered to your panties as he stared at them in hate like the small piece of clothing was holding your honey captive. 
The small piece of clothing became shredded into pieces when he ripped them. His rightful treasure was now on full display to him and only him.
 His large hand that once held your hip moved to your sex. With his index and middle finger, he spread your fold, groaning at the glittering sight of your slick.
His painfully hard member twitched upon seeing your dripping, aroused flower.
He groans, “ All this honey just for me?” he cups your cunt, feeling how it clenched around nothing.
Without warning, two larger fingers impale you, thrusting at an unforgiving pace. A long whine spills from your lips as you arch at the feeling.
He's hitting every sweet spot and curve inside you. His bulge grows even more at the sound of your watery juices. 
His thumb connects with your sensitive, neglected pearl, making you squirm and try to close your leg.
He slaps your pussy at the defiance, making electric pleasures shot throughout your body and brain. 
Y/n can feel the coil in her stomach tighten. Her hips met his thrust in chase of her own high. 
James speeds up his movements, watching as your eyes cross when he hits that spot.
Your walls begin to constrict his fingers, telling him that you're close. He bites the meat of your leg, his finger hitting deep inside you. 
Y/n came undone, eyes rolled to the back of her skull, drooling, back arch, and a pornographic moan of pleasure.
Cum covered his veiny fingers and his toned stomach. 
The sight almost made him cum in his pants. But, that milk was saved for his darlin's womb.
James pulled his pants down, allowing his hardened member to slap your sex. Thick and veiny. 
With your cum he gave himself a few pumps. The big man leans forward, his tip kissing your inviting honeyed entrance. 
“ See, you're so wet and sweet for me. You wanted this didn’t you?” he asks, his face flushed. 
His cock began to enter your wet, gummy walls, inch by inch. 
His hips stutter a little, and his body trembles with pleasure. The feeling of your lips sucking him in. 
With one hard thrust, he bottoms out in you. You moan, feeling so full, he begins to hump his manhood against your entrance. 
His almost in a trance, the sound of slick and moans adding to his resolve.
Each furious thrust thrusted her forward in the bed. His tip kissing her womb over and over, you’re moaning and pleas falling on deaf ears.
The makeshift gag swallowed all any sound that was not your monas, the sweet sounds of pleasure he wanted to hear from you. 
Y/n’s leg was still hooked over his shoulder. With his hands, he held her hips in a boa-constricting grip. 
Your overstimulated wall pulsed and twitched, “ Oh, you like that, huh?” he says, still drilling into her like a jackhammer. His hand pressed on the bulge in your small tummy. 
This made your walls tighten and pulse. His words and actions manipulated your dizzy pleasure-filled mind.
“ My pretty darlin’ going to look so beautiful, all swelled up with my child.” he groaned at the thought. Each thrust made your vision sparkle as if stars. 
The all-too-familiar feeling of the tight coil forming in your belly told you that you were close. James's thrust became uncoordinated as he chased that mind-numbing high he was looking for.
“You’ll make a cute mommy.” he moans. He removes your gag, as you beg and cry for him not to, but he crashes his lips against yours. 
He was going to snap you in half with the way he was bending your leg and fucking you at the same time.
The kiss was stymie, adding to the many pleasures you were feeling. Your mind was becoming blank, and you could only think of his dick inside you.
With a final harsh thrust, the coil in your gut snapped like a water gun. squirting over the man's abdomen and your inner thigh. 
James began to convulse, spilling his large fertile load at the feeling of your womb milking him dry. 
You felt so stuffed full and overstimulated. 
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to become a mommy, a slave to his man's cock. James’s load pulsed inside you, making his cum spill from your spent hole.
You will be the perfect cock-sleeve darlin’ for him, your eyes closed as sleep takes over you. a content smile on your face. 
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©𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢! 𝙽𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝. 𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎. - 𝙱𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢🩻!
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chongoblog · 10 months
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Gender is a performance and mine is becoming increasingly clear that this is just the opening to a bad porn
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br3akfestattiffanys · 7 months
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I edited this For Love & Lemons bag pink ੈ♡˳
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