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jynzandtonic · 3 years
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A love letter from Charlie Barber for @ellelaconi​ 💌
You get some SugarDaddy!Charlie Barber because you deserve it.
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My darling,
You light up the whole room. Everywhere you go, you bring that light with you. How fortunate am I that you decided to shine that light on me?
You’re my world, sweetheart—I spend every second thinking about your laugh, your smile, that tight pussy and the way it belongs to me, only me. Just a little taste of it and I was gone, gone, gone for you. I want your legs up on my shoulders, babygirl. I want to drive into you deep, deep, deep. Hear you beg for my cock, hear you sigh my name like it’s music. You’re so good for me, sweetheart.
Sometimes I can’t believe I’m the man you chose. There were times I felt I’d never know love again, and now I can’t remember what life felt like without your love. I’ll always protect you, spoil you, treat you like the princess you are.
Take the Black Card, babygirl. Buy whatever you like today—just make sure you buy something pretty to wear for me tonight.
Be a good girl. Go on. Go.
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killersmileclyde · 4 years
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Good morning Clyde. I’m awake, just have to jump in for a shower but you are welcome over at any time. Don’t be expecting no Ritz or anything fancy, I’ve only just moved in! I hope you don’t mind but I’ll be in my pyjamas. It’s Sunday after all! See you soon xx
Clyde was up and working around the house when he got her message. He jumped in the shower, his mind wondering at the thought of her doing the same thing. Clyde packed a backpack with comfy clothes and jumped on his dirt bike. Since it wasn’t road regulated, he didn’t need a license and was a hell of a lot faster than a moped, not that he could fit on one anyway. One of the recreational Veterans groups had help to adapt it so he could go off roading after his amputation.
Stopping by the store, he got a lot of bacon, eggs, orange juice, biscuits with apple butter and pancake/waffle mix with maple syrup, hoping she had coffee and milk, if not he’d make another run to the store. Playing Tetris, he packed the items in his backpack and made his way to her place.
He hopped off the bike and removed his helmet, rubbing his hands through his hair to fix it and fluff it back out. Clyde walked up and knocked on her door.
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yoursackleranon · 3 years
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The Cup of Sugar with @ellelaconi
Another screaming match.
Another almost hole in the wall.
Adam wasn’t sure how much more he was willing to take. This was his apartment and he was destroying it whenever Jessa decided that she was feeling bored of domestic life and wanted to test him. She was always doing this, punishing him ever since he dragged himself home after the revelation that he and Hannah would not be able to make it in the real world and he burst out of their bubble due to disillusion.
It was the ultimate betrayal, she had scolded him as though he were a small child and there would be consequences of his actions. Adam didn’t understand, she was thrilled he had crawled back and shamefully begged for her to take him back. Her arms open, a wicked smile on her face as she declared herself the winner of the battle for his love and affections.
It was good for a few weeks, he had so much to make up for and he really did try to make her happy. There was always something slightly off, a look or a comment. If he bought he wrong kind of milk or wanted to go a run rather than cuddle with her. He couldn’t just be himself anymore.
It was always Adam and Jessa.
Adam had enough and he told her so, he was feeling less like a human and more like a possession of hers. She did not like the accusation, turned on the crocodile tears and threw a cracked cereal bowl at him. A narrow miss as he ducked out of the way and it smashed again the wall, denting the plaster and splintering into shards.
He was sure he had said some horrible things, he just blacked out and the next thing he knew, the door slammed shut and he was alone.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!”
He screamed to no one, picked up a shard of bowl and aimed it like a dart at the door of the apartment. He hoped she wouldn’t bother coming back this time, she hadn’t taken any of her things, not that she had much other than her clothes.
He began to pick up the broken pieces up from the floor, they nipped and scratched at his fingers before being dumped into the trash. He was steaming with his own anger, he had to get it all out. Hammer the shit out of something or a go a run.
A knock on the door pulled him from his distractions. She was back already, always forgetting her keys but he was not going to have it. He couldn’t be around her poison right now or ever again. He wrenched the door open, almost tearing it off its hinges.
“What the fuck do you want?”
There was no one in his eye line and a small whimper caused him to glance down to a small, petrified woman. He hadn’t noticed her right away as she must have been about a foot and half shorter than he and she was not Jessa.
“Um. A cup of sugar. I-”
Adam’s anger dissolved into pure embarrassment when he noticed two pink sports glow on her cheeks. One small foot shuffled to the other and her hands were wrapped around a pink cup, he had made her feel uncomfortable. Her lip pulled between her teeth before she went to step away from the door.
“Fuck sorry. I thought you were someone else. I’m not usually like this to strangers. It’s too much to explain. Sugar? I thought you were my, well, it doesn’t matter. Sorry.”
He didn’t know who she was and he probably wouldn’t be able to get to know her now after he practically tore her to shreds with his words.
“You are rambling. I could go bother someone else.”
She looked over her shoulder to the neighbour who lived directly across from Adam, her hair looked so soft as it slid off of her shoulder and do her back. There was a flicker of something in his belly and he hoped he had some sugar to give.
“Do you want to come in or do you think I am some kind of psychopath?”
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father-garupe · 4 years
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I drank all of the communion wine. :(
Ah. 
Well, uh, thank you for your honesty, I suppose. I shall have to restock for service on Sunday. 
In the future I’d ask that you go somewhere more, ah, appropriate for your imbibing. Not that I condone the use of alcohol as a vice, however, I can see the merits of it. I believe there is a quite popular establishment in town, Duck Tape I think it’s called? The bartender @killersmileclyde should be much more capable of providing a better quality drink than the church basement, and we should always try to support locally owned businesses. 
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iamakiller · 4 years
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Charlie... Where do you go last night? I woke up and you were gone, not even a kiss goodbye? The bed felt so empty with you and I had to take matters into my own hands. Very very selfish really. Very very bad of you to leave your little one all alone.
I think you must have been dreaming, little one ...
But ...
Where did that bruise on your pretty little neck come from? It looks like it could have been made by a big, strong hand.
Why does your whole body hurt? It feels like it's been twisted and turned all night, manipulated into positions you didn't even know you were capable of by someone so much more powerful than you.
Why do you ache so deep inside? It feels like you were filled to your limit, stretched out beyond what you thought you could ever take. You feel so empty now, don't you?
It all seems so vivid. So real. Like a memory.
But ...
You must have been dreaming ...
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callmehopeless · 4 years
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Congratulations on the 5K you absolute babe! Well deserved. May I please have a letter of you would be so kind! ✨🥰 One from our lovely Charlie. Elle is fine and she for my pronoun! Long distance lovers 🌍 Definitely a smutty love letter as Charlie is more of a pen and paper kinda man in my eyes. Recounting tales of fucking past and what he wants to do when we reconnect. (Like the movie One Day but with absolute filth would be divine!) Lots of longing! Thank you so much ✨
You absolutely may! Love you elle!
(This letter is written on thin note paper, with scratchy font. Some of the letters are smudged.)
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My Elle,
I thought it was about time you heard from me, and this seems like the right way to do it. You always said my handwriting was crummy, but look - I’ll give it a shot anyway. I’ve been practicing in the back of my notebook, so I hope this is readable.
You know what I think about every night, before I fall asleep now? That one night we had on the balcony in Brookyln. Remember that Summer?
Thought I’d die when you sucked my cock like that. All those pins in your hair: the city lights and the taste of beer on your lips. When you took it all the way down, I swore I’d died and gone to heaven.
When you visit next: I’ll return the favour.
Have you ever been fucked under the stars, Elle? Ever thought of what it would feel like, with you splayed out in the night air?
It’s all I dream about, now.
You’re in every dream I have, and Elle - I only ever want to dream of you.
Love,
Your Charlie.
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finn-ray-nal-beads · 3 years
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This isn’t a question but just a declaration of my love for you. Thank you for always checking in with me and caring about my health and well-being. You are the sunshine in my life, please don’t ever go! 🌞✨💛
@ellelaconi I AM GOING TO WRITE YOU A LOVE LETTER BECAUSE I HAVE TO FOR SOMEONE AS PERFECT AS YOU: 
My dearest and most precious Elle,
There is never a moment in time that I don’t think or care about you and your wellbeing. You are a true treasure to me and a lifelong friend that I am so very lucky to have met on this site. I daydream about our actual meet up constantly and get so excited about the prospects of physically hugging your sweet face. I truly and honestly love you and your perfection. You are so damned precious to me and I thank you for thinking of me all the time and checking in on me to brighten my day. 
Thank you for being my sweet and beautiful friend my precious peony! 🌸
Every ounce of my love, 
ray-nal-beads 
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PS: here’s a pouty Sackler to express my undying love for you!🖤
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mariesdameron · 4 years
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I'll cuddle with you, Marie. 🥰
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Cuddles with Elle sounds perfect for a rainy evening. @ellelaconi
I’ll warm up some hot chocolate!
xoxo!
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senaar-ika · 4 years
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Good day to you my lovely empress. If you would be so kind to ship me? I’m your polly pocket pal from bonnie old Scotland. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 I enjoy drinking wine, reading smut and a good old lush bath bomb experience.... ... also big dicks. BYE xx
Darling Elle! “Polly pocket pal from bonnie old scotland” absolutely sent me and I need you to know that I giggled aloud when I read it. I do hope you are well and I am so happy that our internet paths crossed! (You also have no idea how close I came to making your ship Lush AU!Kylo) 
Adam Sackler is “head over fuckin’ heels” for you (his words exactly). He saw you across the room and immediately walked over to introduce himself. To be completely honest his initial intentions were less than gentlemanly, but when he got closer to you and heard your voice, talking (wine)animatedly to a friend about your latest read, something changed. He wanted way more than just one night of crazy banging with the hot Scottish girl he saw at a party.
Once you’re together you start unravelling the chaotic mystery of a man that is Adam Sackler. You learn that he doesn’t drink, but that’s fine. He takes real good care of you when you do, bringing you glasses of water, indulging your wine-drunk dance parties, and making you coffee on hungover mornings. You also learn that he is an absolute slut for your accent. You’ll be talking and notice that he’s just staring, mouth slightly agape but also in a cheeky grin, just admiring the way words form in your voice. 
Now when it comes to your bath bomb enjoyment, Adam doesn’t quite understand it, but hey, if it means getting to hang out naked with you and ends with smelling nice, he’s down. You actually kind of get him hooked on decadent baths which is funny because he barely fits in the bathtub. 
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Hello my sweet, I am in the same boat as you. 🖤 Keeping my fingers crossed that we are both negative and well! Stay safe, Pat x
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Hi! I also got my results now, turns out I was negative (yay!) Guess I can finally return in this blog once more. Stay safe, ily! ♡
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jynzandtonic · 3 years
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1K LOVE LETTER RECIPIENTS! 💌
With a spreadsheet of entrants and the help of the google random number generator, I’ve got the list of the 10 recipients of 💓✨love letters from the boys!✨💓
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@clydesducktape
@ellelaconi
@glimmerin-darlin
@han-not-solo
@holacherrycola90
@mariesackler
@preshprinceofstarkiller
@safarigirlsp
@starrystarryknit
@suddenlysackler
🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤
Okay, you ten—comment below or shoot me a message to choose your boy and let me know any tropes/kinks you like in fic!
Thank you so so much to everyone who entered; I love you all so dearly and you mean the world to me!
xoxo, jyn/z
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direnightshade · 4 years
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Can we just talk about Charlie’s lingerie kink? I cannot stop thinking about it. It’s loving Charlie hours and I cannot sleep without thinking about his appreciation for lace and silks.
Uggghhh yes! Of course we can talk about this!
Because Charlie does love the way the delicate fabrics hug your body, loves the way they feel against the pads of his fingers when he reaches out to touch you. He’s a fan of any set that you pick out, of course, though his favorites are always the ones that come with the garter belt and stockings.
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vsop1987 · 3 years
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A night on the town! 
So I either wear option one - something a lil classy, I’ll definitely have a cocktail (probably a woo woo) in hand, leaning against the bar, watching you talk business. It’s always business. Or option two - as your girl, I do enjoy wearing your leather jacket, it’s a little too big for me but the oversized look is in and nothing a belt won’t fix.
I’ll get you up for a dance to Shannon - Let The Music Play & Whitney Houston - I Wanna Dance With Somebody and that somebody is always you. And when the night is slowing down, you know I will have to be all wrapped up with you, stealing a kiss when Prince - Purple Rain comes on. 
Yeah, honey. We will have such a good night, the stress is left at home and we have the entire evening to have fun.
You look good no mattah what you wear and I’ll be the luckiest sonofabitch there. You’re gonna have to wait for me to be a few drinks in before I get out and dance alright?
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nurseofren · 3 years
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Happy Birthday 🥳💛✨ I hope today is as wonderful as you are!
Omg thank you! I’ve been having a really nice day. Happy Halloween 👻
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okk--maaan · 4 years
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ellelaconi replied to your post “Hello friends! I spent most of my free time today attempting to make...”
it says it has expired ��
oh dicks try this one ❤❤❤
https://discord.gg/5QqA3KJ
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iamakiller · 4 years
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He wasn’t you. How pathetic. Walked me to my door but nothing more. The little black dress stays on and my lipstick remains intact. I thought about you, about how you said you would be watching me. It’s makes me me tingle. I strip down and take care of myself. It’s not the same but it will do. It doesn’t take long for me to call out for you, for slick to cover my thighs at the very thought of you pinning me down. The thought of my toes curling as you take me. Do you hear me call for you?
I hear you, little one. Hear the longing in your voice as you touch yourself. As you try so hard to bring yourself to the edge. But it's not quite happening, is it? It's not enough.
You're wishing the tiny fingers between your legs were long and thick, aren't you? Three of them, stretching you open to take what your body yearns so desperately for. Pleasure and pain.
You're wishing your sexy little dress was abandoned on the hallway floor, arent you? Your lipstick smeared halfway across your face, your hair a tangled mess as you lay pinned to the bed, helplessly trapped by a body so much bigger and stronger than your own.
You're wishing I was there. Aren't you?
What a shame you don't deserve it.
Not after making me watch that ridiculous display earlier. Wasting my precious time, while you wasted yours.
He was just a boy. A child, utterly in awe of you. Frightened of your beauty. Completely inadequate in every way. He could never give you what you need.
You need a real man, Elle. A teacher. A mentor. A father figure. Don't you?
What a shame you've been such a bad girl, Elle ...
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