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queensimp69 · 3 months
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Returning the favor 18+ Norman x Fem-reader
You were Norman's trusted nurse ever since he lost his wife and child. He let you live in the spare bedroom and paid you every other week and in return you helped him with day to day tasks and helped him with his dog. At first he was stand-offish and cold but over time he warmed up to you and became kinder, asking you small questions about your day. Once a month the two of you would sit on his couch and you'd let him use his hands to feel around your face and hair to get a rough idea of how you look. At first it was weird but then you started to understand as this was his way of understanding who was who. Today was one of those days, The two of you sat on his couch, slowly but surely he lifted his hand towards you. Taking his hand you guided him to your face, a small smile appeared on his face at this small but kind action. Slowly but surely he let his fingers graze against the soft skin of your face, his touch laced your cheeks and lips before he made his way to your hair, feeling the soft texture on his fingers. He let out a pleased hum before letting his touch fall down toward your neck, the sound of your breath softly hitching in surprise filled the quiet room as you felt his rough but gentle touch on your neck and airways. “Norman… What are you doing?” He just let out a huff before continuing what he was doing, Listening to the soft little whimpers and gasps that left your lips. It was like music to his ears and then finally he answered your question after what seemed like hours but was really just a few seconds. “I was to return all those nice gestures… Treating me like a normal human… let me repay you, My dear…” After you heard this you subconsciously bit your bottom lip, you always thought he was handsome but you never expected to have a chance with somebody like him. 
Not to mention how he was around the same age as your own Dad! 
You wanted to respond but you could only let out a desperate little whimper, he hummed at your reaction taking it as a yes. Quickly he let his touch go more downward as he touched and felt the curves of your breasts, feeling the soft fat in his hands. He grunted when he felt the fabric of your clothes blocking his access to your soft skin and warmth. You watched as he got disgruntled and quickly helped him by removing your sweater. Shivering at the feeling of the cold air hitting your chest and stomach causing your nipples to harden and poking against your tight bra. Grabbing his hands into yours, you guided his touch back onto your somewhat bare chest. He chuckled and hummed in approval at this before refocusing his attention onto your chest, the now warm and soft squishy feeling of your barely covered boobs on the palms of his hands made his cock switch in his sweatpants. After a few minutes he became more bold with his touches as followed the fabric of your bra, making his way to the clasps that held the bra together. Undoing the clasps he made quick work on throwing the undergarments on the floor before roughly cupping your breast, fondling and playing with them. This caught you off guard as his sudden rough movements, a long drawn out whimper escaped your lips as you shuffled around on the couch, desperately trying to escape his grasp only to fail as he effortlessly picked you up and carried you to his bedroom, placing you on the bed before crawling on top of you. 
“Norman…Please stop teasing…” You whined as you pleaded with the blind man to stop his ruthless teasing, your thighs squishing together as your lower parts flooded with arousal. “Whatever you wish, My love…” He slowly but surely made his way down your hips and to your pants, with a quick tug he pulled both your pants and panties off before discarding them onto the bedroom floor. The cool bedroom air hit your glistening cunt causing you to tremble, Taking note of this Noram grabbed your chubby thighs and spread them wide open. A gasp left your lips as you watched him slide you to the edge of the bed before he got in between your legs, your thighs on either side of his head. Gently he rubbed your thighs and planted soft kisses on the inner fat of your legs, slowly but surely making his way closer to your inner core. Quickly you grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him closer as you moaned loudly, the feeling of his lips against your clit and folds sent pleasurable shivers through your body. Your thighs squished his head as you bucked your hips toward his mouth, the sounds of your desperate moans and squeals of pleasure were like music to his ears. His tongue lapped up any and all of your juices, he ate you out a like a starving man, humming and growing in pleasure as he tongue fucked you until you came all over his mouth and beard. You tried to squeeze your legs close but couldn’t because Norman never removed himself from in between your legs, being too lost in the sweet and addicting taste of your cum and arousal. Your throat became sore as you loudly moaned until you couldn’t no more.
You came 3 times on his tongue before he finally stopped tongue fucking you and removed himself from in between your legs. With tears of pleasure welling in your eyes you looked at him desperately, watching as he pulled down his gray sweatpants and boxers to reveal his hard, pre-cum dripping cock standing proud for you to see and Feel. Grabbing the base of his cock he alined his tip to your entrance, rubbing the tip against the folds of your cunt before finally pushing himself inside of your needy little pussy. A grunt left his lips as he felt your gummy walls sucking and clenching on his length. With a tight grip he held onto your hips as he waited for you to get used to his size and thickness, not even daring to hurt or discomfort you. After a minute you wrapped shaky arms around his neck and pulled him close, tightly holding onto him like he was going to disappear. 
“P-Please move…”   “Ngh…Alright, My dear…” Slowly but surely he gently thrust deeper inside of your cunt until he bottomed out inside of you. His cock throbbed at how tight you were, It’s been years since he’s done anything like this which only added to his determination to Repay you for all the stuff you have done for him. The soft sound of his hips gently slammed into yours as he slowly but surely fucked you into the matress, Your legs were around his waist as his head was in the crook of your neck, giving you soft kisses and hickeys. Whipstering soft praise into your ear as the both of you got lost in pleasure.
“T-That’s it, Honey~… You’re doing such a good job~…” “F-Fuck, you feel so amazing, Dear~…”
“That’s it, let yourself go on my cock~...”
2 hours passed before the two of you finished.
Cum leaked from your cunt and ass, as your juices covered his crotch.
The two of you laid in his messy bed, your bodies tangled together as you cuddled tiredly.
“Such a good girl…Let’s get you cleaned up then you can sleep…”
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🌈Self Care Sunday🌈
Take a little time today to take care of yourself!
Take some deep breaths, have your favorite drink or snack, call or text a friend, take a bath, take a nap, paint your nails, take some time for a hobby, change your clothes, wash your face, wash some dishes, pre-plan dinner or tomorrow's lunch, write a note to yourself to remember that thing you need to do tomorrow, wipe the kitchen counter down, take out the trash, snuggle your pet, forgive a mistake -- yours or someone else's, get one single thing together.
Do something kind and necessary to improve your mood, your environment, your day.
You deserve some kindness from yourself.
You deserve some respect for yourself.
If you want some encouragement or accountability, tell me what you're doing to take care of you today.
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omormoment · 1 year
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Trying to defend her flowerboy friend
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sunnysideprincess · 3 months
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Bucky is looking for the wildly charming and roguish boy from the beach—the one who stole his heart and ran away with it. He ends up finding him while working for Howard Stark. But this cold, uptight genius everyone likes to brag about can't be his Tony, right?
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lunillum · 9 months
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IkeSen MC being the absolute mood: Part 3
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soulofawander · 1 month
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Hello hello!
I have been tagged by @radaghastly for one of these, haven't done that in a while! Thank you for the tag.
I'll go ahead and tag: @darkestwonder @bloodmoonsabbvth @blodbranddod @moss-wizard @thecolombianviking @prideandperdition @lacunes @tomb-mold @vulcan-boyfriend @cappuccino @unchain-the-colours @cutefreakshow @cuttlefishbones @strawberry---shortcake @xanaxaddict @xochitl-metal @xy-isjaki @inlovewithhearts @goddess-of-ghosts @lutescent @goddess-nightshade @violet-hellfire @adalua @adorned-in-ashes @nvmendivinvm @mortalghost @misfit-among-the-angels @dollfacefag @aurademortt
And anyone who wants to. No pressure though
May you all have a day flowing with abundance.
I love you all.
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yohangaontdj · 4 months
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(Inspired by these two pics.)
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The only reason why they had ended up noticing each other, it was the colours that they had worn. Both in brown jackets - a stark contrast to the black and white the men in the room were wearing. And totally not in sync with the formal black-tie event they were attending.
Why had they shown up like this? It was because each of them had been forced by their own superiors to show up at what they disliked the most. Functions where they had to mingle with people they didn't know and weren't interested in knowing. And having to fake-smile and make meaningless small talk to most who didn't even understand the field of studies they were in. Not to mention that the food they provided, it could barely make your stomach full. Nor the overload of perfumes and cloying scents that make it hard to breathe.
Yohan and Gaon, they would much rather be back home, doing that which brought them the greatest joy.
The former curled up on his sofa, reading and with his pet cat snuggled against him. And the later, digging and watering and fertilising. Taking care of his various assorted plants which were crowding his balcony.
Unfortunately, the two of them had avoided attending such events way too many times. And with the year ending, their respective superiors had put their foot down. Leaving them with no choice but to turn up at the year-end party their university was hosting. The typical 'let's usher in the new year' with lots of drinking and merry-making. And which was their way of thanking their patrons and sponsors for their generous donations which had kept the university going.
But that didn't mean Yohan and Gaon couldn't show their displeasure by disobeying the dress code. Choosing the same colour brown cause both, by sheer coincidence, had the same thought while dressing up.
As brown as poop and like the party pooper they were going to be. Cause they had no intention of showing the slightest enjoyment while they were there. And in fact, had planned to hole up at the most desolate corner they could find till it was appropriate to exit the party.
But their choice of dressing, it had the two of them noticing each other instead. Exchanging secretive smiles which showed they understood the hidden meaning behind their appearance. And the two talking to each other, not noticing the passage of time until the MC was yelling for the countdown to begin.
10!
9!
8!
Gaon, who hadn't been so immersed in someone for so long. And who didn't want the connection he felt for Yohan to end just like that.
He had boldly asked, "Hungry for some ramyeon?"
Staring into Yohan's widened eyes and seeing that spark of interest which had his heart beating so so fast.
4!
3!
2!
Yohan leaning in just as the MC yelled out '1'. Everyone shouting and screaming, all esctatic as the confetti came raining down in shades of gold and pink and glitter. And the noise level reaching a deafening crescendo as they ushered in the new year.
Yohan so close that he was a hair's breath from kissing Gaon.
"My place, then," his low baritone sending shivers down Gaon's spine, "Cause it's nearer."
And Yohan sliding his hand down Gaon's forearm to grab his fingers. Dragging him up and the two slipping out, unnoticed, to spend the first day of the new year together.
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percicoforlife · 2 years
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Nico: I want a pregnancy pillow
Percy: why?
Nico: because it wraps around your body and you can snuggle it all night.
Percy: wouldn't it just be better to have a boyfriend?
Nico: no, those take to much work.
Percy: as your boyfriend, I am offended.
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ellayuki · 1 year
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22122022 - Fairy Tail
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You want more.
That's all you can think about these days, when you look at Natsu and see him smile, when the first thing you see some days when you wake up is his still sunlit, sleeping face mere centimetres away from yours, because he might have his own house, but he's stubbornly spending most nights in your bed, just 'cause he doesn't feel like walking that far (or so he claims).
You've always shied away from the thought of more when it comes to him. You don't know why. Can't even explain it to yourself.
Natsu's always been something of a guiding star, a lighthouse on a stormy night, ever since the first time you met and he saved you from almost being sold into slavery. Even in those first days, when you barely knew each other and he was cranky in your general direction half the time.
It's been a handful of years since then (for you and him, but so much more for the world at large), and now he shares your bed whenever the mood strikes (which is four or five nights out of seven, give or take, you think), and it hits you on this most random of nights.
You should maybe say something.
See where it goes. If it goes.
What's the worst that could happen? What's the worst that Natsu could do? Tilt his head in confusion and call you a weirdo again? Or tell you it's not like that for him, which, yeah, would hurt like a bitch, but you don't think it'd change things between you and him unless you let them change.
You want more.
You want more.
You want more.
And well, maybe it's time to stop being such a damn scaredy cat, and actually do something about it.
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vstrcl · 5 months
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HARU LEE / COSMIC. ASTRAL PROJECTION.
001.  GENERAL
name:  Haru Lee nicknames:  Ru ( like rue ) age: 30 date of birth:  March 4th, 1993 zodiac:  Pisces place of birth : New Haven, Connecticut current residence:  New York gender:  Cis Woman pronouns:  She/Her sexuality:  Bisexual occupation:  Ballet Teaching Assistant
faceclaim: Kang Seulgi height : 5' 3" tattoos:  None piercings:  Ears ( earlobes ) distinguishing features:  Jet black hair and sharp eyes positive traits: Diligence & affable negative traits:  Insecure & pessimistic likes:  Lo-fi & 80's synthwave music dislikes:  Bugs/insects fears:  making mistakes hobbies:  anything distracting: watching shows/movies, blasting music through her headphones at dangerous volumes habits:   listening to the sounds of rain/storms to help her sleep
002.  EXTRA ORDINARY
tw: head injuries, mention of medical procedures
haru was performing in a competition in a group of four. she still can't recall how exactly it happened. she was doing a turn she had done a thousand times, and the next thing she knew she was falling off the stage. when her family and friends retell the story they all talk about the sickening sound of her head hitting the floor. how it thundered over the music still playing.
there were complications. her brain had swelled, and surgery was required. her mom was horrible at recounting the events but the gist is she was put into a medically induced coma and they weren't sure if/when she would wake up. she was in it for 9 months because her mom had refused to give up.
one of the few things she remembers were instances of sort of out-of-body experiences. she could see her hospital room where her mom would be by her bedside or a nurse would be checking on her. then those out-of-body experiences continued when she was able to return home and sleep in her own bed. but they were a little different.
it often happened while she was asleep. she had never been able to lucid dream before but after looking online that's what she chalked it up to be. though when it extended past people in her vicinity she became suspicious.
NOW, she can easily put herself into a trance when she wants to astral project.
it will still happen when she is asleep, even when she doesn't want it to. although her physical body is "resting," she will feel tired when it happens during the night.
Things she can't do yet:
project for longer than three hours before she begins feeling negative effects (fatigue, migraines, unable to focus)
project while conscious
interact with physical objects while projecting
shield/protect her body while away from it
Things she can do:
plant ideas/suggestions in others' heads while in astral form through a whisper that the other can't actually hear
interact with non-corporeal beings (in astral form)
choose whether or not she wants to be seen by others in her astral form
project anywhere of her choosing
truthfully, she doesn't think much of her power. she can't imagine herself using it for some greater good or evil. so she is just doing what she wants with it and actively trying to learn more about it/ how she can control it; to what end? she doesn't know yet.
codename COSMIC was given to her by her friend with vague descriptions about space and traveling the cosmos in her astral form with metaphors that didn't make sense. haru thought it was silly and rolled her eyes any time she was called that, but it's pretty, so it grew on her. she doesn't mind being called 'cosmic', but she prefers her real name
003.  EXTRA
Haru is a second-generation Korean-American. Her Korean is good but not enough to escape some criticism from her grandparents for not being fluent.
She moved to New York a few years ago to further her career in ballet. She has been dancing since she was five.
Haru lives alone in a one-bedroom apartment. Her parents will still help her financially even though she never really asked them to (but she's still gonna take it)
Her older sister is deceased. She died while Haru had been in a coma. They were very close.
She has not performed since the accident out of fear something bad will happen. So, she chose to help teach kids ballet instead.
Wanted connection - her bestie that gave her a codename. Gender doesn't matter. Close in age to Haru ~30-35.
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vacuouslyfalse · 7 months
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Need a new history book to read so I'm going to start Beyond Caste by Sumit Guha, will post quotes as I go
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musette22 · 1 year
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Thanks for the tag lovely @fuzzysebastianstan! 💓
Lock/home screen, last song listened to and last image saved:
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Tagging @cable-knit-sweater @ohhsodebonair @noname30 @montyc @mind-empty-heart-full and anyone else who feels like sharing! <3
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daily-wecht · 2 years
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NSP + Smiles pt13
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marichanmari · 22 days
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What is it like to be you?
I do not recommend it. 2 out of 10.
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dragonlapis · 11 months
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Slighty cringy love poetry cause guys my girlfriend is wonderful and gorgeous and talented...
I can't take it when we aren't entwined,
Which means I can't take it, all of the time,
The world is so fast, its moving without me,
And I'm staring at you,
You make me so happy,
I'm stuck in a corner,
But I think of your face,
Take me into your arms,
It's my rightful place,
Join me here waiting,
Watching the world,
We'll move on together,
The whole map unfurled.
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