#ive decided that im going to start making clothes again

[maxellminidisc]

I really need to start hunting down patterns from the 80's but god finding shit that's not already cut AND bigger than a size 8....oof

#ive decided that im going to start making clothes again #and this time im going back to being new wave goth but like idk business goth lol #lots of structure lots of tailoring BIG shoulders!!! #mostly early yamamoto or something meets janet jackson rhythm nation era is how I'm picturing it

[facioleeknow]

Hi ele! Ive been following for a while but haven’t sent any requests. Sooo, im here with one:

Dom!Husband!Hyunjin x Sub!Fem!Reader

Reader and hyunjin were cuddling, until things started to get heated.

Tysm!

First but not last ° Hwang Hyunjin

You're needy, really needy so Hyunjin decides to haul you on top of his lap and let you take what you want.

Wc: 993                Genre: smut, 18+ ONLY

Tw: groping, creampie, unprotected sex, sub reader, dirty talk, riding, humping, first time on top, crying, reader cums quickly, sub space, hints at after care, let me know if I missed something!

AN: Reblogs and comments are always welcome and very highly appreciated! If you want to be tagged on my work go on my masterpost!

Lazy Sundays with your husband were the best. Laying down on the couch, watching stupid tv shows and cuddling together- your skin on his, his warmth enveloping you. Unfortunately these types of days were very rare. Both of your schedules were very hectic so whenever you had free time you always decided to stay in and bask in each other's presence.

The drama on the tv had been playing for hours, it was an old one that you and Hyunjin had particularly liked and rewatched religiously. Hyunjin's big, warm hand ran up and down your naked back under your t-shirt. It was something he did habitually, nothing new, but there was something about his touch that day. His fingertips sent sparks through your whole body. Goosebumps rose on your back in an irregular pattern. Sweat collected on the back of your neck and your breath was shallow. It was impossible that your husband hadn't noticed but he remained focused on the tv. 

Your panties had begun to stick to your core uncomfortably and not even the squishing and rubbing of your plush thighs did anything to alleviate your ache.

When you started to squirm and wriggle, Hyunjin turned to look at you.

“What is it, my love?” his voice and his eyes were sweet as always when he talked to you. A whine escaped your lips, your head buried in his chest.

“Jinnie, I need you,” you whined and panted.

“You need me baby?” 

Your lower lip trembled and your eyes welled with tears, it was a pitiful sight, but Hyunjin loved it when you got desperate like this. You nodded.

“Then come get what you want, my sweet,” Hyunjin hadn't even finished his sentence that he was hauling you into his lap and pushing your clothed pussy onto his hard length. Your lips formed an O as you felt him pressed up onto you.

“But I've never…” your confidence wavered.

“It's time you learn, you're a big girl, baby,” Hyunjin saw the insecurity in your eyes, “you're gonna be fine baby, just do what feels good for you and you'll do great,” he reassured you.

You hummed at his words, he never would have lied to you. With that your husband pressed your pelvises back together again, your pussy pulsed and gushed. With small uncertain movements, you started grinding on him, back and forth. His dick twitched in his boxers and grew even harder, a wet patch of precum stained his underwear. 

Hyunjin's eyes twinkled with love as he gazed up at you. You were beautiful, like a queen on her throne. 

The movement of your hips had started to get more and more frantic, arousal and pleasure clouded your mind.

“Shit, slow down, my love, you're gonna hurt yourself,” his voice was shaky, the proof of the unfathomable pleasure you were making him feel. His hands gripped the juncture between your torso and your thighs, his fingers digged into the flesh of your ass, effectively stopping your movements.

“Hyunjinnie, inside, please, I need you inside, please, inside, inside,” you kept bubbling, your forehead resting on Hyunjin's shoulder. Your husband gently patted your ass and lifted you up and shaky legs to free his dick from its confines. When he finally sheathed himself inside you, a high pitched cry came out of your mouth and he sighed in pleasure. Your pussy hugged him perfectly, your velvety warm walls felt almost comforting to him.

“You can move, baby, try rocking your hips back and forth.*

Hyunjin didn't even have to repeat himself that you started to furiously hump him, searching for your Hugh and your high only. Small ‘huh’s were the only sounds coming from you while Hyunjin threw his head back and panted loudly at your actions. Your slick dripped down his balls and the wet sounds you were making echoed and bounced of the walls.

“My little lover humping me like a dumb puppy. You're making me feel so good, do you feel good, my muse?” Hyunjin's voice was husky and sensual, it went straight to your pussy and made a ring of white cream collect around Hyunjin's girth.

“I can't, Jinnie, I can't,” you whined pathetically.

“Aw, baby, do you need me to touch your little clit? Get it all wet as well? Rub you until you're all sore?” You didn't have to answer, he wasn't looking for an answer. His long and warm fingers found your clit and began rubbing and pinching roughly just how you liked. The pleasure downed all you all at the same time and in an instant you could feel your high approaching. It was one of the fastest and most powerful orgasms you had ever reached, never in your life you had gotten so worked up so fast but then again never in your life had you been on top. 

Your humping sped up and Hyunjin knew you were close, after the years spent together you were like an open book to him. The hand that was resting on waist reached under your t shirt and pinched your right nipple, hard. You wailed.

Your high washed over you in mere seconds, leaving you panting and exhausted, but Hyunjin hadn't cum and you had to stay awake. 

“Jinnie please, cum in me, please I want it inside, I want to be full of you,” you babbled tiredly. Hyunjin started thrusting into you strongly, you could feel him hit your cervix every time. The pleasure mixed with the pain and you slipped into that dimension where everything is made of cotton and the world feels soft. 

Your husband reached your high shortly after you, his cum shot deep into your womb and filled you up to the brim. 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” you kept repeating. Hyunjin's tired hands lifted up and started petting your hair lovingly, trying to ground you.

“It's all right baby, you're safe with me. Let's get you cleaned up okay?”

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[ravenromanova]

Kitten

Parings- Natasha x female reader

warnings ⚠️ - SMUT!! mdni! 18+ mommy kink, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, nicknames (kitten,mommy), Top!Natasha, Bottom!reader

Main masterlist - Send me requests!!

(If this post an the others i post feel a little familiar its because im reposting them from my old account)

your p.o.v

  As the sun peaked through the window of the room around me i slowly come to rubbing my eyes. I lay there til my alarm goes off because i always end up waking up before it anyways so i just sit til it goes off. The room is filled by the sound of my alarm as it goes off and i reluctantly turn it off slipping out of my bed. Before i go and get ready for my day i make my bed placing the black and red pillows on top of the black sheets and comforter. After i straighten up my bed i groggly walk into my bathroom doing my routine consisting of brushing my teeth and hair, throwing my hair in a braid, very light makeup and whatever training clothes my eyes land on.

   Once im content with how i look i make my way out of my room and walk into the kitchen of the Avengers tower. I make my way over to the fresh pot of coffee that instantly brews more coffee once the old pot is done courtesy of Mr. Anthony Stark. After i finish making my coffee i walk over to the fridge staring in whats in it trying to decide what i want. 5 minutes go by when i suddenly feel two petite hands rest on my waist. As the smirk starts to form on my lips im suddenly overcome by chills as the person whispers into my ear.

"good morning kitten." she says completely taking me aback as my breathe hitches and i turn to face her my hands now in the same place that hers are resting. " good morning to you to Ms widow." i say the smirk growing more and more upon my lips. Me and nat have been together for well over a year but kept it a secret. Its only recently been that we've started to show a little more PDA around the group to kinda ease them into the idea of us being together. Its just been a little hand holding here and there along with sweet kisses on the cheek and maybe some casual sexual remarks as well. But in all honesty no one has asked anything about what is going on with us which is a surprise.

    Me and nat just stand in that position for what seems like forever but in reality its been like 5 minutes but thats the affect nat has on me. I swear whenever we are together i forget everything bad ive ever went through. Me and her went through the same thing... the red room. We met in training and we started sparring all the time to the point where we were perfectly in sync. Eventually that lead to us being partnered up together whenever they needed us. Since we were together so much feelings evolved faster than we could understand but thats what happens when you are in captivity with someone for over 2 decades. After nat escaped the red room and joined the avengers she had asked Director Fury to help locate and find me. Natasha tried to find me once she left but she had no luck so she enlisted help from the Director and the Avengers to help her do so. Once they found me and natasha came into the room where i was held she saw me as a shell of the person i once was. What natasha didnt know was that after she escaped the red room they had attempted to find her through me. They did everything in their power to try to get me to give up where she was but i didnt know. They eventually gave up and just used me as a punching bag for whenever they were mad because a mission went south.

   But after nat found me and i joined the Avengers i started working on what i had been through and getting through it the best i could nat being the one to really get me through it. All the feelings came back once we started sparring with each other again and one drunken hook up lead to the most amazing relationship me or nat have ever known. It was complete and udder bliss anytime we kissed, our hands touched and dont even get me stated on her eyes her beautiful fucking eyes that i could get lost in forever and just not care.

"kitten?" she said looking at me confused since i just stood there daydreaming "you okay my love?" she questions again as i regain my thoughts.

" yes baby im okay i was just thinking about us and how much i love you and just everything about you" i say gripping her waist a little tighter and bringing her as close as possible before placing a passionate kiss on her lips.

" everything you say? how about we ditch training and you show me how much you really love me." she says looking at me with i can only describe as siren eyes. i swear this woman could get me to do anything she wants just by giving me that look. as i stare as her in complete shock at how bold shes being i just shake my head til it almost rolls off my neck and with that she pulls me upstairs to my room.

  We make it upstairs and before i can even speak she pushes me onto the bed straddling me her legs on each side of me. She doesnt waste anytime as she tears the clothes from my body and throws them on the floor. Almost instantly she starts attacking my neck leaving all kinds of marks on me not caring if they are able to be seen or not.

" baby please dont tease me." i say breathlessly and i move her hand down to my underwear and directing her hand where i want it to be. Again she wastes no time as she rips off my underwear and spreading my legs and looking in between them with a hungry look in her eyes. She kisses my thighs and leaves marks as i move underneath her in pleasure. She takes her fingers and runs them up and down my core i jump slightly when she does at the feeling of her ice cold fingers. Eventually she attaches her mouth to my most sensitive spot and starts sucking as she adds to fingers in me.

" OH FUCK BABY!" i shout at the suddenness of her actions and i can already feel myself getting to my climax as she keeps going. I grab her hair in my hand and start grinding my hips against her face earning a moan from natasha. she adds a third finger and my insides really go crazy this time as she licks me and keeps pumping in and out of me hitting all the right spots all at once.

" right there baby... d-dont stop please" i manage to choke out in between my already hard breaths.

" you like when i fuck you like this kitten? hmm? you like that huh?" she says coming up to my face as she attacks my neck again while still going in and out of me. i shake my head eagerly

"words kitten use your words or else mommy doesnt know if shes pleasing you the way she should be. so now be a good girl and use that pretty mouth and speak." as she says that i can feel myself getting close to my climax. she has never spoken to me like that and i want her to all the time now.

" yes mommy it feels so good. im so close for you please dont stop." i say basically panting as i try to spit the words out wanting her keep going.

" thats such a good girl using your words for me." she says going back in between my thighs going back to sucking my spot and i grab her hair again bucking my hips as if ive never felt her fuck me before. she starts pumping into me again and i can feel myself clench around her fingers

" oh i can feel you getting close baby. you gonna cum for me? gonna be a good girl?" she asks me as i grip the sheets as tight as possible

" yes baby i-im gon-im gonna c-CUM!" i scream as i reach my climax my back arching as i sit there panting and dripping in sweat. she licks her fingers clean after i finished. she goes to get a towel to clean me up but i put it on the bed and bring her close to me instead

" that was amazing" i say placing a kiss on her lips

" but i thought i was supposed to show YOU how much I loved you." i laugh as i say to the red haired beauty in front of me.

" yea well i couldnt help myself my dominate side took over as soon as i saw you in the kitchen" she says kissing my forehead as i smile

" come on let me clean you up kitten." she says grabbing the towel and cleaning me up. after that i get dressed in clean clothes and we spend the night in our own world.

" i love you (y/n)" she says taking my hand into hers

" i love you more nat" i say cuddling into her.

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#natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #blackwidow #natasha romanoff smut #natasha fanfic #fluff #smut #female reader

[inlovewithsimonrileyy]

hey babes saw ur post that ur asks are open😏.. if you dont mind i would like to place an order. ive been itching for a stubborn fem!reader where reader and simon are just bickering and he just fucks it outta her. mb if this didnt make sense lmao

hey here's your stubbornfem!reader x ghost

"I told you, I'll be fine I'm not going to stay at the base just because you think I can't handle myself!" you shouted angrily at him, as soon as the mission was brought up in the conversation he told you that you weren't going, no argument, but you were NOT going to let him treat you like you can't be independent and make your own decisions.

"I said you're not fucking going, end of story. Don't try and defy me y/n I'm still your lieutenant." he spit back, he was so annoyed at you for even thinking about going on this mission, Price had already expressed how dangerous it was, everything had to be done precisely to perfection or the whole mission would go South. He was so worried about you and he didn't want you getting hurt, not when he could prevent it.

"Why don't you want me to go?! It would be good for me to get out there and help out, more people equals easier getting in and out!" You yelled, licking your lips and biting at your already swollen lips, it was the only thing occupying your mouth to keep you from blowing up on him.

As he thought of something to say that could possibly make you calm down he examined you, staring at the way you held your body you exuded anger and confidence, the way you chewed at your perfectly plush lips, making them look red and even more kissable than usual. You just looked so hot, and there was tension built up and both of you could tell, so... That's why Ghost was darting towards you and capturing your lips in a heated kiss.

All tongue and teeth, it was so messy and desperate. He didn't break apart from you as he practically ripped your clothes off, shoving your pants and panties down your legs and pushing you against the wall, hiking you up it and wrapping your legs around his hips.

He had already pulled away from the kiss but had yet to take a look at you, and when he did, it was one of the best sights in his entire life. Your once icy glare had been turned into a desperate, begging look in your eyes, and your hair was all messy from the quick movements he made previously.

"you want me to fuck you now? after you've been defying me all afternoon?" He asks teasingly. "please.. I need you so bad.. im sorry si-" you answer back in a much less confident tone than earlier. And before you can finish begging he's capturing your lips with his again and undoing his belt, unzipping his fly and pulling out his hard length, the tip was already red and dripping with pre.

He stroked it lazily a few times before tapping his tip against your throbbing clit repeatedly, causing you to whimper out quietly. "you ready f'me doll? I doubt you need any prep, your already soaked..." he groans out the last part, which make you clench around nothing, you finally nod as an answer and he doesn't make you say it verbally, like he usually does, he just lines up his length to your entrance and plunges it deep in you. eliciting a loud airy moan from your bitten up lips.

"fuck... I forgot how tight you are..." he says quietly, to himself or to you, you really don't know. he slowly starts moving his hips in shallow thrusting movements. his dick was just so fucking big you could only babble out incoherent sentences. finally you were able to say something that made sense "move faster- please." you whimpered out.

ghost immediately took that in and decided he would do it, so he wrapped his arms around you and carried you from the wall to your bed, pushing your back against the mattress and pushing your knees to your chest, if it was even possible he was hitting deeper inside you, his tip bumping against the sweet spot that made you see stars.

before you knew it he was pounding into you, almost a hundred times faster and harder than he was before, "this what you wanted doll? f'me to rearrange your goddamn guts?" He chuckles, knowing you could barely even talk. You could barely even make out a sentence, so you could tell him you were about to cum. But you didn't need to, because he already knew.. "you gonna cum already? how pathetic, c'mon cum on my cock, make it yours!" He said quite loudly, almost mocking you but he was still encouraging you, so you did, not able to hold back any longer. Your hole spasmed around his thick cock and your pussy gushed juices.

"fuckin hell.." he mumbled quietly, "never made you cum that hard before." he said to himself, still keeping up the same pace, the overstimulation making you twitch and shake under him.

"im gonna cum- fuck, let me fill you up- please.." he said quietly, pleading in his head for you to say yes. You nodded lazily and that was all he needed before he was throwing his head back, moaning out loudly as his cock spurted his thick hot cum deep inside of you, sticking to and coating your inner walls.

"fuckkk- you did so well, you still mad at me doll?" He said while plopping himself down next to you, turning to face you and take in your fucked out expression.

"no..." you mumbled out.

just wanted to say sorry if this was bad it's my first time writing any requests and real smut, feel free to give feedback and tell me if u want me to rewrite this and tweak it.

#ghost cod #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley #ghost x reader #cod x reader #minors dni

[emptyrabbithole]

thinking about having two older siblings, a sister and a brother. i come out to them as trans at a young age and they fully accept and love me. years go by and they start getting closer and closer, and more protective over me. every time i get into a relationship, they get a little more possessive, always having something to say about it. over time as they get consumed with jealousy, and fear that i may lose my virginity, they start to create a plan. a day or two later, i announce im going to meet my partner in just a week! they appear to be so excited for me, which caught me off guard. they usually never like hearing about my partners. but i soon find out why they were so excited. and just one night after this announcement, they decided to put their plan into action. and it couldnt be more perfect, our mom and dad had gone out of town for a concert and wouldnt be back until sometime in the early morning, so there wouldnt be much of a risk for the two to take advantage of me. my siblings slowly sneak into my room around 1 in the morning, using their phones to light the way. at this point im fast asleep, my back turned to the door so i wouldn't even see it. they each get on either side of my surprisingly large bed and start climbing into. my sister takes the side facing me, and my brother climbs in behind. it almost immediately wakes me up and im greeted by my sisters smiling face. "good morning, ozzie" her soft voice follows, resting her hand on my face.

my brother then pushes himself up against me, wrapping his hands around my body and immediately starts groping me. i let out a gasp, and start trying to get up but am unsuccessful, he grips me tighter and shoves his hands in my shorts. "shhhhh, no, no, stay here, baby boy" my sister hums, pushing my shoulder down. at this point im slowly waking up and realizing whats happening. "what are you doing-? get off me-!" i try once again, pushing my siblings away. but instead this just angers my brother. in my struggle, he ends up dragging me to the floor, slamming me down under him and starts ripping my clothes off. my sister hushes him from making any more concerning slams since there are still neighbors as she gets off the bed to go close and lock my door.

at this point ive began crying and screaming for them to get off me, my brother does his best to keep me quiet, but on top of keep me on the floor and removing my clothes he was having a hard time. my sister then moves over, shoving her underwear in my mouth and decides to sit in front of me. my brother aggressively flips me on my back, and hands my arms to my sister, she grabs them and holds them up over my head so my brother can get to work.

"calm down little man" he huffs, out of breath from my struggle. "we're doing this because we care about you" he adds, sliding my shorts and underwear off, then flipping my shirt above my chest to show my tits.

"mhmmm, we love you so much, my pretty boy" my sister nods. " and we couldnt stand the thought of someone getting to touch you before us.."

while my sister is talking, ny britherhas my legs above his shoulders, licking my pussy and tongue fucking me. but not for too long, noticing how already so wet i am. he glides his fingers over my pussy to show my sister how aroused ive gotten. they both laugh at me, teasing me about how disgusting i am for enjoying my siblings raping me. my brother wastes absolutely no time, he gets up and positions himself in front of my dripping wet pussy, rubbing himself agasint me. feeling this, i began crying harder, jerking my limbs around and trying to break free. my brother slaps me, immediately leaving a red mark. "knock it off, man, youre gonna make this worse for yourself. we arent trying to hurt you, we're just trying to help" he growls, gripping my shaky body.

"just stop talking to him, i got it, you do your thing" my sister dismisses the older brother as she regrips my arms.

he shakes his head, pushing his throbbing hard dick into my virgin pussy. he was fairly slow and careful but also so full of adrenaline that he was still a little rough for it being my first time. i yelp through my sisters thong still crammed in my mouth. "ooohh i know, i know, the worst part is almost over" she smiles, looking down at my tear soaked face. " see, isnt it much nicer? losing your virginity to you loving siblings?" she coos, letting go from one of my arms to then grope my chest.

as shes doing this, my brother forces himself all the way in, as far as his dick will go. he shivered in pleasure at how tight i was. "oh f-fuck" he gripped my thighs as he slowly picked up the pace.

my sister then moves herself, sliding onto my chest, taking the underwear from my mouth and hovering her pussy over my face. she looks down at me as she begins to play with herself, digging her fingers into her own pussy right over my face. she moans while using her other hand to play with her tit.

"you should eat your big sisters pussy, ozzie. look at how hot she is right now" my brother coos from behind her.

And in that very moment, my sister drops down onto the lower half of my face, grinding down while continuing to play with herself. My siblings would end up fucking me for the whole night, even after our parents had gotten home. And when they were done, they curled up with me in bed,. Squishing me in the middle. My womb, belly, and mouth so full of cum. “We love you so much” my sister says as they both hold me closer.

“… I love you too…” I hold onto them back tightly.

#breeding toy #degrading k1nk #forced impreg #free use slvt #send threats #t4t nsft #breeding k1nk #forced detrans #ftm breed #petpl4y #sibcest #sibcon #fauxcest

[dylansslutt]

judas kiss / t.s

part three of dishonest (mini series)

 authors note// hi thank you so much for your feedbacks, if i have anything unfinished yall really want another part too please lmk bc i literally have lots of ask/request or even things ive started up & forgot ab or have in my drafts. butt i am going through and finishing out some stuff, i just took a vacation and rlly needed some me time... BUT IM BACK BITCHES!!!

   also... holy shit a thousand something followers!!!! thank you guys seeing the endless love and support of my writings has boosted me into starting my own book series ... but thats for another spill. thank you again for following me on my journey of my shitty writings to my development.

i got this tip thing working, i do work full time & go to school so any tips are welcomed and appreciated but either way ty all.

anywhore here is the third part/ im thinking final part as well. let your imagination think of the end... unless too many of yall want more.

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summary: lying about your identity, leads you face to face with the one and only thomas shelby. as chaos unravels much more surfaces as well.

  staring in the mirror, feeling the old, yet the familiar feeling of a silk night gown cascading down your body. remembering the time lasted only for a mere few years. years you weren’t happy. the bruises were faded mainly, except the slight pain in your ribs still.

 taking small pain killers help.

 the day has left you tired leaving the rest of the clothing in the corner of the room. laughing almost as you take in the fact; he really did get you some new clothes. as well as being kind of enough to grab some of your own from your apartment.

 which you were notified was absolutely trashed, yet hidden away you found a picture. one of you, your mum and sister. so young... so innocent. the memories of everything was building up.

 the gown fit you nicely though, the cloth was soft and comfortable. something you almost forgot what felt like, since being alone on the run . glancing over at the clock noticing it was getting late. 

biting your lip softly, things mule over in your head. how thomas was and if maybe, just maybe you two met under a different circumstance. hell even just a re-do of your meetings.

 ignoring it as your hair gets tucked behind your ear. deciding to leave this room and not be cooped up.

 as you step out, your eyes flicker down the hall. movements halting as your mind comes more clear. he was right there in that room.

 the room you’ve seen him enter a mere few times. the light flickers through the crack of the door. it was there. right in front of you. 

 hand never leaving the door knob, biting your lip in deep thought. happy he got you your clothes from home, as well as a few new items. must’ve gotten help from a lady because there’s no way he chose these alonesome. 

 shaking these thoughts your feet spring into action. hand beside you now as your focus was on where he was. fist raising to knock on the ajar door. it swings open wider, creaking slightly as thomas sets some papers down. 

 smoke still in hand as his eyes lift to yours, exhaling the smoke from his lips. he lifts it back up, inhaling again taking in the sight of you. in more different clothing than anything he has seen before. work uniform, one little outfit, and his clothing. you looked good, stunning in a way.

 he was as he usually was, expect a bit more exposed.

 the anger still present when your wounds become more visible, thankfully more faint now. he’s already sent john to deal with that particular matter, but now he had to deal with some stuff tonight.

 “got to look at the stuff, thank you.” giving him a small smiling, trying to make this attempt for a better start forward. needing time to plan future things as your mind hasn’t had a hint of peace.

 he nods licking his lips, ashing in the tray.

 “can’t have you walking around naked, can we?”

  the joke brought a smile small to your lips, as your head thinks about the picture. unaware if he knew it was there or if someone else did the work. his focus is back on the papers making you step in. taking in this private study he enchants himself too; felt like him.

 biting your lip softly, the sight of him before you has your mind in another place. he looks like something you saw only moments before. a mirror image of yourself. less battered and bruised on the outside though, yet he was tired. his eyes red, the bottle out in the open. he was more open, more vulnerable.

 “y/n?”

 you shake your head, a blush crosses your cheeks. “sorry. what ya’ say?” 

he holds back his emotion, but his attention is now yours. “i’ve gotta meeting tonight, tomorrow some more to do. until then just stay here, out of harms way for the love of god.”

 he stands up and stares at you. your lip ends up between your teeth, feeling a bit nervous. he didn’t sound so serious so fierce, he sounds exhausted. as you were to even fight back, which he noticed.

 “if you are up by the time i get home, we should talk.” your eyes narrow at his words, nodding slightly. hands coming up to brush your hair back once more.

 “just knock on my door when you get back, thomas.” 

 with that you open the cracked door wider, rushing out of the room. everything felt too tense too unsettling in there. only when his footsteps become noticeable, you realize he was following you.

 heart racing as you reach halfway down the hall, nearing the stairs. for a moment, your eyes flicker to the front door. 

 the thought crosses your mind. ignoring it as you continue to ‘your’ room desperate that he isn’t actually following. that he would walk himself down those stairs instead.

 as you reach the door his presence was there, the defeat leaves you. turning around to face him. his face was inches from yours. something deep in his eyes as he pushes the door open.

 “thomas?”

 the door closes behind you as he is now only standing in front of you, a heave in his chest almost. “their dead, alright? the men from that night, their gone.”

 your eyebrows furrow in confusion, “wh-why are ya’ tellin’ me this?” he comes forward cupping your cheek. the look in his eye is something you’ve seen before. loss.

 staying still in his embrace, “i-i don’t want ya’ scared of me... for some fuckin’ reason.”

 the confession made your mouth shut completely. “i don’t want ya’ scared at all.”  it didn’t feel exactly true but it what was easiest for him to say. 

that was until he pulls you onto his lips. hands landing on his chest, mouth moving with his out of instinct. pulling away as you push him back slightly. staring into the eyes of a loss man, knowing this could end terribly. 

your chest rises and falls quickly, “i- told ya-”

 “tell me to stop then, y/n.” the deep stare between you two leaves something rattling inside of you. 

 “i-i get your past. i know mines fucked, but i-...” you trail off biting the inside of your cheek for a moment. the internal debate ends with him pushing forward.

 lips on his he pulls you close, your hands around his neck as you both fall back on the bed straddling him. his hands push against your back, deepening the kiss. the hold on you wasn’t harsh, just tight possessive like. as if you were to disappear at any moment.

 pulling away for air, his lips trail from your cheek to your neck. the giggle escapes your lips involuntarily, and for a moment thomas sighs. not of boredom and displeasure but of relief.

 it made your heart swirl because you felt it too. the non-serious feeling of this. even though it wouldn’t last, it felt real for the moment.

 his hand slips down from your waist onto your thighs. eyes flickering back up at you. your hands tug at his shirt, him taking the hint to remove it. the bare chest was there and now you could really look at it.

“thomas.”

 his hand grips the back of your neck, pulling you into a kiss. he flips you over and he holds himself up against you. your back against the bed, other hand trailing between your thighs, you just as desperate for his touch.

 he lifts the gown up slowly, teasing you with his touch. his head drops into the crane of your neck, kissing it softly before tugging your panties down softly. a soft gasp escapes you and he whispers something in your ear.

 “so fuckin’ beautiful.”

 your eyes roll back as he swirls your clit, the sensation incredible. “fuck.”

 “taste good too.”

 he enters a finger before he slowly moves his body down. his motion was slow and you whine when he leaves you. looking down seeing him between your thighs now, inches from you. his eyes flicker up, the blue prominent.

“impatient ay’?” your hand flies into his hair. trying to ignore the urge to roll your eyes,

“did ya’ forget that already?”

 without another word his tongue swirls around you, a soft moan leaves you. he continues but slowly adding a finger. your calves press into his shoulders more, leaving his tongue to move slightly faster.

 “oh th-” he slides another finger in making your words cut short, back arching off the bed slightly. giving him access to push your gown up above your breast. his hand comes back down around your thighs, feeling them shake around him.

 unable to take it anymore your hand pushes at his head, but he holds it down instead. speeding up as your stomach drops, a moan leaving your throat. liquid coats his fingers and tongue as he stands up completely.

 “do ya’ love anyone y/n?” the question caught you off guard. your breathing uneven coming down from your high; his pants drop and your body felt even more turned on.

 “never really had a chance to experience love. probably doesn’t exist.” you confess the mere summary as you spread your shaky legs. his grip on them tightens, moving you closer to him.

 he stares down at you in a way that you truly didn’t understand. “i like ya’, ms.solomons.” he confesses as he spits down on you. the action so dirty, but the confession so clean.

 “just y/n, thomas.” the intent was known and he kisses your knee before moving. the feeling of him entering you slowly, made you grip his arm that held your waist. 

 “i sometimes-” you stutter out as he rocks against you slowly, fighting to keep your eyes open.

 “i sometimes like to believe it could be true.”

 he leans forward, the angle deeper than before as he kisses you deeply. his free hand coming to cup your jaw. his hips pick up speed leaving you a moaning mess in his mouth.

 he was gentle, taking in what you reacted too. this wasn’t your first time but he felt as if you were innocent in a way. your eyes flicker up to him before you tug your dress over your head.

 leaving you both completely exposed, “it’s true.” he confesses pulling away, turning holding you up against him as he lays down. your knees against the bed as he bucks up into him.

 “ya’ crazy mr.shelby.” he pushes your hips down even more leading to the familiar feeling arise again. your nails sink in his shoulder, biting your lip clinging to him.

 “say’s the one who’s dead.” you try to get a witty remark out but your orgasm spreads, feeling yourself starting to clench.

 “yet ya’ look so fucking alive around me.” the wetness spreads down your thighs as he doesn’t let you go. “m-maybe i feel alive- with ya’.” the deep moan leaves you, the feeling of your bare chest touching had you in a whirl.

 he’s buried deep in you as you cling to him, almost in tears overstimulated. you beg him. “tho-thomas. i-”

“so fuckin’ good.” his his shake slightly, as he leans back staring into your eyes. “do you trust me?” at how you were feeling you’d trust anything. your eyes flutter but you nod.

  he stutters into you as his releases inside you making your eyes widen. pulling back panting as his eyes connect with yours. two different looks.

 “wh-what did you do?”

 “do ya’ trust me?” the logic in the room was clearly not there because without a second thought you nod again. he kisses you softly, “be mine. stay alive and i promise ya’ everything you could need.”

 you pull yourself out of him, wincing at the feeling. your eyes stare into his, as the covers surround you,

“but you don’t love me.” 

 his eyes drop slightly, “i can see somethin’ in you. i need someone like ya’, think of this as something good.” you feel so exposed staring at him in disgust. “ya’-ya’ just came in me, who knows if i’ll get pregnant! thi-this is not gonna end well. what the fuck were ya’ thinking?”

 “what the fuck was i thinkin’? oh my go-”

 he sits up, “i’m thinking fuckin’ smart! ya’ know this shit, i am rising y/n, i need a wife and i need someone who can be that wife.” you stare at him and stop for a moment. it cut off your overthinking for a moment.

 it wouldn’t be real but it could be. yet either way you could be safe... you could be free of being on the run. you could be alive.

 “i need to think on it? i-i can have your answer tonight.” your words tremble slightly as you slip your gown on, facing away from him. “hey.” his hand lands on your shoulder. 

your flinch makes him wince, scooting closer to you. covered up with the sheets. “i haven’t asked just anyone this question. this is fuckin’ insane but i-i do like ya’. we can figure this shit out because you know it’s true.”

 “you need me just as much as i need you.” you mutter as a  small smile appears on your lips, “i need a shower for a fact and nap thomas. you have somewhere to be, should get going.”

 his hand leaves yours taking your hint, “i’ll knock on your door tonight. get some rest.”

after he redresses and the door closes behind him, the tears stream down your cheeks. you wanted him but you were so scared and conflicted.

 your answer was yes from the moment you realize he was as stubborn as you but you were now a ghost.

-

 you were laid down, the candles still lit allowing thomas to see your image. he walks closer but you were barely asleep. he sits down beside you and sighs heavily.

 he doesn’t know you’ve woken up, and his energy was strong. you figured thomas shelby out and for a man to keep you around long enough...

 you knew from the beginning you liked this man, but being ‘dead’ has made you believe any. any of that type of thing was impossible. slowly you turn over, facing the man who stares ahead.

 “eric is tryin’ to be a political man. if ya’ know alfie, imagine a sickenin’ no good bastard times a billion.... as him.” the words made thomas sit a bit straighter. you felt vulnerable now, half asleep tucked into a new home.

 you had to give a answer.

 “i’ve looked him up, he isn’t much and from what i’ve heard. alfie really doesn’t give two fucks for him.” the way he settles his sentence lets you know that eric is no threat. to you or himself in any aspect.

 “charlie’s mother, i-i won’t ask you to speak of her.” you sit up now, thomas takes in your sleepy appearance. “if i take on that boy as my own. i will love and teach him as my own, but you have to tell me about her so he can know his true mother.”

 your eyes swell up slightly. “she won’t be forgotten in your mind ever, i know that. so let me learn, let me be there for you so i don’t go crazy. so i-i can do better...”

 the words hit thomas and he only shifts to maintain his composure. you don’t notice since your emotional more so, but he knows he did right choosing you.

 “i have a story, everything about how to make you ‘undead’ since your job at it wasn’t the best.” that made your eyes look up at him.  “i know ya’ can’t be her, but i do have some’ towards you.” 

his hand reaches out to cup your face. “she wanted some of the stuff you did as well...”

 the deep stare was all that was needed, you let this moment last. he was gone when he lost her. loosing her was loosing apart of himself. you accepted it because you truly knew love was not meant for you in this lifetime.

 slowly breaking the moment, lips almost trembling but your composure well gathered now. “if we do this- ya’ can’t treat or make me out to be some fool of a house wife. i-i’m more than that and i’ll be damned to be one of your puppets.”

 moving out of his reach makes you ache for it more yet thomas sees something within you. you were sorta like polly sometimes. strongly determined woman.

 “ya’ help me stay together, ya’ help me keep this household together... my family together and whatever ya’ want is yours.” flickering from each eye, he awaits your response and you nod.

 “i agree, to be your wife. i agree to hold your secrets, now for i wish to get rid of the jewish ways though... go back to the gypsie ways. please.” your desperation was without notice and he kisses you.

 kissing you felt like kissing grace.

kissing you felt like kissing grace.

-

  setting down the glass of whiskey, your eyes train along the inside courier. everything was simple, everything was different. charles was taken to bed not too long ago, you didn’t see much of him but it made you think.

 too take on this responsibility was what you were raised for. yet you ran from it because eric was a vile man... so is thomas. your heart aches though due to the surprising feeling erupting yourself; that you may just like the man ever so slightly.

 with your past and his it felt like you both being so fucked up, it could work? sighing heavily and grabbing the glass once more. the liquid slips down your throat as you enjoy the peace of true alone time.

 telling his maid, well lady of help to head to sleep since you were up. if charles was to awake you could handle it or if need be. get her up. charles really ponders through your mind, for you would be like a mother.

 you could be his mother, yet you would never wanna replace his true mother. what was she even like? what did she view or believe? what the hell did she see in thomas shelby?

 he said she was a bit like you, in what fucking way?

 you move and see her painting and you looked nothing of her. she looked of class and elegance, some real princess shit. you didn’t compare to that, so what motive was this?

 make me alive again, was this his plan? biting your lip you throw back the remaining liquor. rolling your eyes at the empty cup, you head towards the kitchen.

 smiling to yourself of the kindness that francis left out the bottle for you. moving forward you almost reach the counter but you were hit over the head. your body hit the ground harshly, the glass breaking surrounds you.

 it flashes back to the moments of your mothers death. yet before you could react you were hit again, and the darkness overtook you.

-

 you awoke in a moving vehicle, head pounding your face contorts in displeasure. trying to focus your vision, your eyes land on a priest as well as a few other men.

 “hello miss solomons.” the priest smiles wickedly and you stare back unfazed, or atleast as much as you could appear.

 “well you see, there’s so many ways this here can go. yet as of right now, you are actually of great use.” his tone menacing and your head was spinning.

 you try desperately to maintain eye contact with his. unsatisfied with your response of nothing; he nods as one of his men move forward. the hit makes your head sling to the side. blood literally splattering onto the window beside you.

 the taste of blood in your mouth has became a all too familiar feeling. as you let your head hang lowly, you over hear someone mutter. “we are almost there.”   

 moving your hand to wipe your chin, seeing the back of your hand covebloody finally angers you. not knowing where this was going, you finally look back up. “i think we might just have to use the boy instead.” 

your heart drops, distracted now. the boy? of course it had to be...

“what boy?” you finally speak, it slightly muffled due to your severe swollen lip. this gets the mans reaction. “she speaks!”

 “what boy?” you question again, feeling a sense of protectiveness all of a sudden. what is going on with you?

 “ahh, mr.shelby’s boy. ya’ see we have a deadline, and i do have orders with him. oh i spoke to your cousin mr.solomons... he does seem to have a keen interest of seeing you.”

 sitting back you take in everything, the deep wrenching pain in your chest over came you. ”didn’t mention if it meant alive or dead, though. dear.”

 tears fill your eyes, as you realize everything. this was all a lie, a pawn, a game.

 “yet your price is a wager, does thomas care more for your safety or does your cousin? or i could merely kill you now and just let you be what you so ‘desire’.”

 his words let everything truly settle now. you never escaped. you just switched paths.

 it almost could make you laugh, until it did. you looked crazy and stupid but you were laughing, hysterically almost. wincing at your lip throbbing, heaving out as your head pounds from the movement. you stare into the mans eyes dazed. he stares back at you in discomfort but looks away.

 thomas got his own kid into this shit. he better have this all figured out. dizzy from the amount of hits to the head you’ve taken. you look back over and see the man on your right snatching out two pills. eyes widening slightly as you try to move back.

 “what is that? wh-wha-no!” the men hold you down, your kicks and hits defenseless. the pills shoved in your mouth. water forced down your throat whilst your nose was plugged, left you choking on the water. forcing you to swallow.

 yet they continue it for a few seconds longer, leaving you to start choking horribly. knowing it was swallowed, you were let go finally. shaking and drenched in water, you wildly swing your fist forward. 

pure rage in hitting the man on the right. your leg kicks the other guy, before you hit the priest once. a strong hit leaves you slumped, mind swirling until you were no longer able to stay awake.

-

 a strong jerk makes your eyes flicker open. charles was crying softly, making you ignore your own pain. sitting up you look at the man holding him. out of it but desperate you plea.

 “give him to me. please, i-i was a mother, i know how to make him stop.” you lie out of instinct but the man seems irritated and hands charles over with ease. ignoring their looks as we come to a stop.

 pressing a soft kiss to his head, you hold him soft rocking him softly. your watch the men get out of the vehicle, it was dark out now and your head hurt so bad.

 keeping it together for the sake of charles, you try to stay focused. the priest man comes back and you clutch charles more tightly, charles surprisingly soothes down within your hold.

 “come on, lets go.” knowing what happen last time, you slowly move out the car, careful with charles the cold wind hits your skin for your only in a nightgown and light sweater. which was blood stained.

 the darkness led you to follow him, but soon a room with light appears. you sat down as instructed, feeling the light make your head hurt worse. you notice the two other guys didn’t follow through and he was now alone.

 trying not to move, you let charles sit beside you. oddly enough he gave charles something to eat while you stay silent. he looks up at you with a smile.

 “the deal is all taken care of, you will be taken care of soon.”

 this sick bastard. he gets up suddenly looking back at me, “stay here.” the tone was threatening and you nod softly. scared of what might happen, you sit quietly listening in hard. 

moments pass before you heard the words uttered, “please don’t shoot.” you fly up, feeling dizzy from the quickness, glancing back seeing if charles will be okay. 

moving forward grasping the wall beside you, as the spots slowly fade from your vision. following the way he took trying to listen in on where the sounds were coming from.

 moving quicker at the noise of grunting and painful sounds, ignoring your own pain. you round the corner, taking in the sight of the priest guy fighting a younger guy. 

 in the oddest moment you notice a hat, the familiar hat. the cap thomas had, a similar one on the ground.  “you know who your fucking messing with?” 

 he throws the guy against a bench, swinging on him. both hands wrap around his throat in such a swift motion. the look on his face reminded you of what yours probably looked like. without thinking you grab a nearby book.

“i’ll take the fuckin’ life from ya’.” you throw the book, it missing your goal hitting him in the back. “leave him the hell alone!” rushing forward, as he turns around one arm coming out. his elbow hits you harshly making you fly back.

 hitting the side of a bench, your ribs aching out from the movement. not even knowing what you hit, you stay on the floor. tears leave your eyes unwillingly from the pain.

 flying back the back of your head slams into a bench, rolling over sideways. in a slump, you barely were able to make out what was in front of you. all the damage to your head, you knew in nursing this was severe.

“both of ya’ gypsie bastards” without a second thought, the man slices the priest eye. him stumbling back in pain, as the younger man kept coming and coming at him.

 “melanie?” you call out as you swore you heard her voice. snapping out of it at the slam open of doors.

 two men emerge from a door, too much in pain to handle that situation. trying to push up, hearing the sound of charles cries. “charles.” you gasp out, completely remembering the boy. 

managing to get up shakily, moving forward only to stop momentarily. taking in the sight of the bloody mess of the once alive priest. the image locks you in, before you turn back. your were weak and slow but you reach charles.

collapsing beside him leaning back against a near wall. ignoring everything in the world, for it was too much to bare. how odd you found yourself near something of pure innocence; after the chaos you just endured.

 charles babbles as you softly sob, “oh charles.”

“it’s alright.” the mans voice spoke, stopping you momentarily. you went silent uncertain exactly anymore of anything. despite everything though you speak up.

 “thank ya’.” your tone hush as if you weren’t bold to speak loud. the man sighs out and you wince.

 “but ya’ gotta get th-thomas.” the words slip out weakly, eyes flutter as they gaze upon the boy. not even noticing he came around the corner. blood soaked and shaken up, trying desperate to stay focused.

 “i’m michael, i’m tommy’s cousin.”

 so simple, which was all that was needed. “y/n solomons.” he helps you up, you lean against the wall as he scoops charles up. “hold onto my arm, there is a car outside.”

 managing to get inside, but once settled your body slumps. you try to stay up, but the tiredness takes over.

 still out not noticing you arriving at the shop, or that michael already took charles inside to the rest of his family. he notified them of you. ada and polly knew for they were the ones who helped you get your clothing.

 thomas spoke of you to arthur once.

 michael ends up carrying your lifeless looking form inside. polly rushing out orders, ada making a place for you to lay. you were set down and polly pushes your hair out of the way examining you, but when she touches you.

 her heart sank. for no reason apparent it just did. 

 “someone call thomas.” and the cheerful glee of happiness of charles was apparent but the dark silent loom of your appearance was one of unease.

 “mum, sh-she helped save him.” he confessed out to polly, who let out a sigh. “well call the damn doctor as well, for christ sakes.”

 your eyes flutter open slowly, “charles?”

 polly grasp your hand, “he’s safe dear, your both safe now.”

 “n-no my head. i can’t my head.” you groan in agony, and your heart aches. “thomas?”

 the room went silent. “tho-thomas?” polly speaks up, “he’s on the way.” yet after those words your eyes roll back. “the doctors on the way!” ada calls out and polly sighs in worry for the girl.

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Okay!! I got the perfect idea for the req 😈

Kaeya sending his wife!reader suggestive pics when she's at work and she gets very shy seeing it but ignores him bc she has to get work done. When she gets home he's in a very revealing outfit, he pins her down on the bed & only rides her strap to get back at her. He does praise her a lot tho and promises to reward her if she's being good & stays still. ofc its dom!kaeya and subby reader🤭 (im uncomfy with being degraded so i'd appreciate it if u keep that out in the fic) thank you <3

Please tell me what u think of this ask 💗

thank you for the request <33 i love this kind of kaeya sm and i hope you like this!! i gotta start working on some of my fluff for kaeya to counteract all the smut ive been writing recently lolol

Payback's A Bitch

Kaeya x AFAB, Fem Reader || Smut || 2 641 words

“And, perfect!” 

Kaeya grins to himself as he scrolls through the photos on his phone. All of them present him scantily clad, eye hooded and hand resting delicately on his waist. His fingers toy with the hem of his sweatpants, pulling it in such a way that it begins to reveal the hair at the base of his navel while simultaneously outlining his hard cock. 

He knows that his lovely little wife is going to absolutely love the photo he’s taken, sending it to you with a grin on his face. Thankfully, you’ve left your read receipts on so he can see that you’ve seen the message. He watches excitedly to see those little bubbles pop up on the other side, anxious to see your response. 

All he gets is the slow passage of time and no response from you. It’s not like you not to respond – anything he sends you is usually at least given an emoji or something really sloppily typed. As far as he knows, you just merely glanced at it and didn’t realise fully what he sent because he had too many clothes. 

He strips down a little more, taking off his shirt and eye patch. This time, his pants are pulled down far enough to see the beginnings of his shaft, poorly hidden under his boxers. Kaeya quickly sends that off, not expecting you to see it immediately yet no response. 

At this point he tries a barrage of images, only to be left on seen. At some point you stop looking, not even when he sends a video. It’s clear to him that he’s being ignored, but unfortunately for you his cunning mind was not about to let that happen without any sort of retaliation. 

“Kaeya? I’m home,” you call out, pulling your phone out again to read his very straightforward message. 

Get ready and find me. Check the box at the door. 

The box in question contains Kaeya’s new favourite strap-on. Your face flushes a little as you imagine a needy Kaeya at your feet, clearly worked up from all the photos and videos he sent you throughout your day at work. You’re not sure what he’s got in mind but you know that he’s got you all melted down in the palm of his hand, more than just a little desperate to feel his touch against your skin. 

Quickly, you make your way up to the bedroom after doing as he asked, deciding that it would make the most sense to find him there. The door swings open, Kaeya sitting on the bed with a shit eating grin as he eyes the straps sitting on your hips above the waist of your pants, pulling you in by them and bringing you to stand between his legs when he sits back down. 

“Can’t stop staring huh?” he purrs, loving the attention you’re finally giving him. 

“I got all dressed up nice and pretty just for you. Don’t you like it?” 

He brings your hand to run down his exposed chest, button up barely buttoned and tucked underneath the almost skin tight pants that outline everything on the lower half of his body perfectly. 

You lean down for a kiss, lips slotting together perfectly and you think that he’ll just let the two of you take your time with each other. Your hands rest on his shoulder, expecting to be able to just hold him when you’re suddenly thrown down onto the sheets, staring back up at that smirk he had before. 

“W-what are you doing?” you gasp, whimpering a little as he takes off your bottoms and readjusts your strap accordingly. 

“Punishing you. I haven’t been sitting around all day waiting for you just to have nothing to show for all that effort,” he grins, quickly working to lube up the toy. 

“You’ve spent all day ignoring me sweetheart, you really think I’m going to let you off that easily?” 

Your eyes go wide at the sound of his words, letting him continue as you try to figure out what to say in response. 

“So now because you ignored me, I’m going to ignore you. But, unlike your cold shoulder I will repay your kindness for all this but only if you behave. How does that sound?”

You know that he’s asking you for your consent right now, pausing in his preparation to see if you’ll try to tell him off. When you nod in reply his playful face returns, easily straddling your hips after removing his pants. He keeps his shirt on, only unbuttoning the rest of it as he slots your cock between his cheeks, his own twitching at the thought of finally having you inside of him. 

“Anything else?” you ask him. 

“Nothing. Just keep your eyes on me, alright doll?” he replies, words turning to a soft moan as he sits down on your dick. 

Kaeya takes your hands in his, fingers tightening as he slowly begins to bounce on your lap, biting his lip as he sets his own pace. You do just as he asks, wishing he would let go of your hands so you could touch him more. The way he looks on top of you always sends a chill down your spine, absolutely enraptured with the way his gaze keeps yours as though the lewd sound of his ass smacking against your body and the bobbing of his girth against his stomach was something he wanted to show off. You’re sure he actually does want to show off, practically preening under your watchful eye as his pace begins to pick up, making the noises slipping out of his lips even louder. 

“Fuck – your cock feels so good,” he sighs, throwing his head back to show you the delicious expanse of his neck. You’ve never felt the desire to kiss him more than right now you think, wanting to feel the way his throat constricts with his needy noises and hold his waist to help guide his pace. 

Like this however, Kaeya’s got you right where he wants you. He can see the way you want him to give you your freedom back, the instinctive bucking of your hips into him to hit that spot inside of him that makes him see stars. The way your eyes linger on parts of his body isn’t missed by him, smirking as you bring them back down to watch the spot where your bodies join. 

“What are you thinking about baby?” he starts to croon, leaning over your body with your joined hands to pin them down at the sides of your head. 

“Thinking about how pretty I look sitting on your dick? Or how badly you want to wrap that sweet mouth of yours around my cock? You’re doing so good just being a toy for me, just sit tight and if you make me cum then I’ll give you anything you want, alright?” 

“Yes darling,” you manage to whimper, heart stopping at the close proximity of his face to yours. 

Your hands clenched into fists as he lets go of them, instead holding you down by your wrists as he begins to bounce in earnest. Quickly, you match his pace with your hips and fuck into him, making sure to pay close attention to the noises he makes as you shift your hips around. Kaeya’s a good teacher and you know you’ve found your spot when he almost collapses onto your body at the feeling of the blunt head hitting against his prostate. 

He presses kisses against your neck, eyes closed in bliss at the feeling of you fucking him just the way he needs without even having to ask. He’s a little proud he’s trained you so well, knowing that your reward will have to be just as sweet. His hips eagerly buck into yours, pretty noises pressed right up against your ear, stuttered words of praise making you even more anxious to please him. 

“That’s it,” he starts, cutting off his own words with a hearty moan. 

“You’re doing so good for me. I knew you could fuck me just the way I’ve been wanting you to. Now, just sit still and let me do all the work, okay? I did say it was a punishment after all.” 

He sits back up, this time taking your hands and putting them on his waist. When your fingers dig into his skin lightly he shakes his head, almost about to scold you before you loosen your grip to his approval. Once he’s got himself back in position, he gives you a wink before resuming his previous pace, fucking himself recklessly as he focuses solely on pursuing his pleasure. 

You resist the urge to buck into him, wanting to aid him but judging by the way his cock throbs as it bounces against his stomach it’s clear he’s enjoying himself. Kaeya looks back down at you, letting his moans sound even lewder as he sprinkles in calls of your name, making sure the aggressive way he slams down on your hips keeps you pinned under his weight. You try to take your hand off his hips, wanting to grab his cock to add to his pleasure but as soon as he feels your grip falter he shoots you a glare, reaching for it himself as soon as you resume your grip.

“Look how hard my dick is for you pretty doll, it’s so fucking desperate for you to touch it. See how much it’s leaking? That’s all just for you darling,” he groans, hand moving up and down his shaft quickly. 

“You’re gonna make me cum – fuck – beg me for it. Tell me how badly you want me to cum for you,” Kaeya pants, barely able to hold back his incoming orgasm. 

“Please cum,” you whine, digging your nails into him – without resistance, thankfully – as you do your best not to squirm under him. 

“I want you to cum, please,” you continue to beg, eyes unable to leave his body as he cums with a loud moan of your name. 

He seats himself fully on your dick, now grinding against it as his cock fucks into his fist. You watch his cum spill over his hand, some of it landing on both of your remaining clothes. Kaeya’s hand finally slows, beginning to languidly stroke himself, prolonging his pleasure with a satisfied groan. He shudders lightly as his body enters the post orgasmic haze, getting off of you and undressing the two of you fully. 

“You got another round in you love?” he asks, parting your legs over his waist. 

“Only if you want to,” you mutter, not wanting to force him into anything after all the effort he went through. 

“Of course I do. I told my pretty baby I’d give her a reward, didn’t I?’ 

Before you’re given the chance to respond you gasp over the feeling of his fingers teasing your soaked slit, knowing that the damp spot underneath you was purely from watching Kaeya enjoy himself on your body. He leans over and presses a kiss to your lips at the same time as his fingers enter you, easily giving him access to your mouth. His tongue slips in immediately, stroking against yours as he kisses you. You can barely focus on the way his lips and tongue move, more preoccupied with the lewd sound of your wetness being fucked by his lithe fingers. 

You moan against his mouth, hips bucking into his touch as he scissors you open in preparation for his cock. You can feel it hardening against your thigh, wanting nothing more than for him to be ramming his thick length into you. 

“You want me bad, huh,” he says lowly into your ear, rutting against your thigh as you arch into him. 

“I was good, wasn’t I? So I get my reward?” you ask, getting your response in actions, not words. 

His length sinks into you as soon as you finish speaking, bottoming out and only giving you a moment to adjust before he starts fucking you at his own pace. He still seems pent up from earlier, your moans unable to be silenced as your legs wrap around his waist and nails scratch down his back. Kaeya watches hungrily as your tits bounce wildly at the rough pace he sets, your warm and tight pussy quickly reminding him why he was so obsessed with it. 

“You did so well for me, made me cum so fucking hard. You want my cum, don’t you? Want me to fill you up all nice so you remember who you belong to? Remember why you don’t ignore me when I work so hard to make sure I look good for you?” 

“Yes, yes, thank you Kaeya – you feel so good – I’m so sorry for ignoring you,” you cry out, hips writhing in his grip. 

“It’s okay sweetheart. I know you were busy but now I have this pretty body to play with, don’t I?’ he teases, bringing both his hands to tease at your nipples.

Your pussy clenches tightly over him, making it harder for him to fuck you but he doesn’t care. He gropes at your tits, practically using them as leverage at the same time as his hips increase in pace and strength. The way he slams home inside of you every time makes you see stars behind your eyes, sobbing when you feel his tongue beginning to tease one of your stiff peaks as a finger starts to circle your clit. 

“You’re so fucking tight,” he breathes against your chest, reveling in the fact that you’ve been reduced to whimpers. 

“Fucking me wasn’t enough for you, right? I know you were desperate to have my cock splitting you in two. You’re so cute.” 

He licks and sucks on you, the feeling of the suction against your nipple adding to your pleasure as your lower core tightens in anticipation for your rapidly approaching orgasm. Kaeya’s pace falters as you squeeze around him so tight he almost can’t pull out, only getting rougher with his mouth and fingers as he feels the sporadic way your walls clench over his girth to bring you to that peak. 

“Cum for me,” he growls against you, his words finally giving you that final push you needed to cum all over him. 

Kaeya’s glad you came quickly, unable to hold back as he folds your legs up to your tits, hands bracing themselves against the underside of your thigh and exposing your pussy to him. His eye stays trained on the way your lower lips spread to accommodate his size, fucking into you like an animal as he finally cums inside of you. You can feel his seed shooting inside of you, whimpering and moaning softly as his slowing pace draws some of it out of you, shaking under his weight and the pleasurable feeling of your orgasm as he draws it out for the two of you. Your arm rests against your eyes as you catch your breath, feeling Kaeya pull out of you and press kisses against your thigh. 

“Pretty baby,” he coos, pulling your arm back to press some kisses against your cheek. 

“You’re such a good girl, I knew you’d make it up to me despite ignoring me all day.” 

Kaeya wraps his arms around you, pulling you over his body as he runs his fingers through your hair. 

“Rest now, okay? I’ll be right here when you wake up. You deserve it.”

Kaeya’s warm words have you nodding, lazily pressing kisses against his bare chest. 

“I love you so much Kaeya,” you mumble against him, brain much too murky to say anything more profound. 

“I love you too,” he replies quietly, pulling your blanket over your bodies as he falls asleep with you. 

#kaeya x reader #kaeya smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact smut #kaeya alberich x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact fanfic

[mattsobvimyfav]

For sport (Matthew Sturniolo & Chris Sturniolo)

Pt 4

A.n - hey yall so this is gonna be a very very very slow burn I already have some chapters written so I will probs rapid fire. But everything is based off very real things just swapped for Matthew. It will be toxic, there will be angst , smut , everything you can possibly think of. It happens.

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Y/N’s POV

I finished putting on the dress deciding it was perfect, simple yet pretty. I pick up my phone Facetiming Chris, I had his number from when we had to do our end of year project together last year. He picked up after a few rings while I set the phone up in the dressing room.

“Whats up Pickle!” He yelled, he was sitting in his kitchen.

“Hey Chris I just picked out my dress and wanted to show you” I smiled turning in a circle from him to see.”Damn Ma, you should just come over” I rolled my eyes giggling at Chris before the third brother Nick popped his head in frame. “Oh My God Y/N you look amazing” Nick yelled into the phone “Thank you Nick, you just confirmed me getting this dress!” I picked my phone up smiling “I literally just told you to come over here because you looked so good but Nick whos GAY, was your decding factor?!” I nodded “Yes because he isnt just looking at my body, hes telling the truth” Chris scoffed shrugging his shoulders knowing Im right. We bid our goodbyes telling Chris I would text him later as I changed back into my clothes.

Chris has always been a flirt so Ive never taken it serious its just how he was with alot of girls. I grabbed my dress walking out of the fitting room as Haylee met me at the cash register to check out. I grabbed a pair of black heels to go along with my dress.

Me and Haylee decided to stop at one more store before leaving because I needed more leggings even tho I owned a hundred pairs. You can never have too many. I asked Haylee to drop me home seeing as I did infact have homework and I knew I couldnt complete it with her there needed total concentration.

I got out of her car hugging her goodbye as I walk into my dads house who was still at work, I ran up to my room, pulling out my phone, and getting my music started so I could focus on my homework. I quickly took off my clothes changing into a sports bra and sweatpants. I sit down at my desk grabbing my books from my bag and snapchatting Matt.

Y/N-

Hey what part do you want to do?

I placed my phone down starting on my math work knowing it wouldnt take my long while I listened to my playlist. After about thirty minutes I pick up my phone to see a text from Matt.

Matt Sturniolo-

Ill do the second half if you do the first

Y/N-

Fine but Im checking your work to make sure its right.

Matt Sturniolo-

Fine, Chris wants to know if youll go to the football game with us friday

Y/N-

What about your girlfriend. She’ll kill me.

Matt Sturniolo-

We broke up this summer. Stop worrying about her.

I read the message maybe a hundred times. They broke up, now maybe Matt wouldnt be a miserable asshole because let me tell you when that girl was around it was like a dark storm cloud followed.

Y/N-

Yeah sure, just get the work done please.

He sent me back a thumbs up and i decided to leave him on read getting started on the rest of the work. After about two hours it was now six at night and I was getting a call from Chris.

“Hello Christopher.” I set my phone infront of my as I packed up my bag “Whats up good lookin” I went to speak again before I heard Matthew yell “I NEED SOME FUCKING FOOD” I started giggling at the boys and Chris looked at me “Wanna go get food we are starving.” I looked down at myself deciding I was just as hungry because my father still wasnt home. “Yeah do you guys wanna meet somewhere or do you want me to come there?” I asked as I stood up going to my closet “Well come and get you as long as I get to spend the night” Chris said, I shrugged my shoulders not really caring knowing it was all just flirting and nothing ever serious. “Yeah you can if you want and ill drive you to school” I grabbed a sweatshirt out of my closet throwing it on over my head “YES!” Chris yelled running from the other boys to his room “Ill pack a bag well be there in thirty” I didnt even have time to respond before he was hanging up.

I sent my dad a quick text letting him know my friend Chris would be staying the night. After quickly picking up my room and throwing one of my dads body washes and shampoos in my shower I heard a horn outside. I grabbed some money out of my dads stack of cash he has hidden for me when hes not home and ran down stairs out the door locking it before hoping in the back with Nick.

“Hellooooo, where are we going to eat?” I asked buckling before Matt started driving.

“We want Ihop, if your down for breakfast” Nick asked looking up from his phone I nodded in response before I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. Haylee was calling me.

“Where are you going?” She asked before I could even say anything “Im going to get food witht the triplets jesus” I get a little annoyed considering she does this quiet a bit when it comes to me having other friends “Why are you going with them?” It was like venom. She hated me making new friends and dont get me wrong I love her more than anything but sometimes she could be a little much. “Chris asked me too, whats wrong” I asked trying to see the real issue “Whatever, can i come over after?” I bit my bottom lip before answering knowing she would get mad at the answer “Chris is gonna sleepover ton-” before i could even finish my sentence the phone was disconnected. I rolled my eyes.

“Who was that a secret boyfriend?” Chris says turning in his seat raising his eyebrows I looked up at him seeing Matt studying me in the rearview “It was Haylee..” I trailed off “Jesus christ she was acting like she owns you” I nodded not wanting to talk about it anymore “What football game is this we are going to friday?” I asked changing the subject “Its that kennedy school, its about a hour drive” Matt finally spoke “Okay, can we take my car and you drive?” I ask Matt leaning forward “Yes, but why dont you want to take our car?” I looked around at the smelly boys gear from football rolling my eyes “Your stuff smells and I get aux instead of chris” Chris whips his head back at me “Woah that was not apart of the deal” I looked up at him through my eyelashes “Please” He turned forward in his seat “Dont start something you cant finish pickle” Matt almost immediately hit him in the chest and Nick started laughing as I did too.

We finished eating after talking for a while and got back into the car, Nick sitting in the front so Chris could just hop out with me. We finally got back to my house as we said our goodbyes. We walked in and my dad was on the couch on his computer. “Hey baked, How was the today?” I ran in giving him a hug “It was good, Dad this is Chris hes gonna spend the night” My dad stood up towaring over me as he shook chris’ hand “Jimmy’s boy right?” Chris nodded taking in my dads appearance “Tell him I said hello and to call me to go golfing soon” I smiled at my dad being nice to Chris, I could see his face calm down “I will its nice to meet you sir” Chris said as my dad told us to not be up to late.

“Woah nice room” Chris said setting his bag down looking around. I took pride in my room really taking that ‘clean girl’ aesthetic to a whole new level. “Thanks, if you wanna shower or anything the bathrooms right there, I put in some products for you” I smiled at him as I looked through my drawers for a comfy outfit. I grabbed out a pair of shorts and a crop top. “Im going to shower” I said to chris he looked up from his phone to give me a nod before I walked into my bathroom.

I quickly took a shower washing my hair and body, no need for an everything shower seeing as I did one yesterday I put on my pajamas and my hair in the towel before walking out seeing chris changed into a pair of blue plaid pajama pants and a wife beater. I sat down at my vanity and started brushing my hair “Wanna make tiktoks?” Chris asked and I nodded “Wait what is your tiktok” I said opening tiktok on my phone. I type in his user “Chris what the fuck” I say looking up at him “WHAT?” He half yells “Why do you have 60k on tiktok?” He laughs “Me, Matt and Nick blew up like last year” he followed me back before deciding which tiktok we were gonna make a minute long music video switching back and forth filming. He made me put on a sweatshirt because I guess his “fans” were wicked rude when he had alanah in a video and said theyd hate on me for not being ‘covered’ around him. “That has to be the DUMBEST shit ive ever heard” he agreed but ultimatly decided it was for the better. We decided on the song paper soldier by Brent Faiyaz, me videoing Chris singing ‘im trying to threeway with her roomie’ I than handed the phone to him and said ‘hey roomie’ and we decided we would just dance the last part of the song out.

After twenty minutes of the tiktok being posted, my following was going up and I got a text from Haylee.

Haylee-

Nice tiktok.

I sighed reading her message as Chris read it over my shoulder “Yo, shes kinda crazy…” I shrugged knowing he wasnt wrong “Chris tell me the tea of what happened with Matt and Psycho!” He giggled at me calling her that “He finally broke up with her at the beginning of summer, and thank god he did we were all sick of her” I laughed at him hating her so much. “We should hang out more” Chris said and I agreed I had alot of fun with him. I looked down at the time and it was almost one in the morning “Oh my god Chris we need to go to bed” I quickly got up turning off the lights sliding under the covers with chris “You need to wake me up, I have to shower in the morning” I nodded at chris as I rolled on my side with my back to chris as he laid on his stomach and we both drifted off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning rocking Chris to get up and shower, he had wrapped his legs in mine and he was like a weight. “CHRIS GET UP” I finally yelled as he got up quickly rubbing his eyes without a word he walked into my bathroom closing the door. I giggled at him before getting up and changing, I put on grey flare legging with a white cropped tank top and cropped light pink zip up a little unzipped. “CHRIS LET ME IN I NEED TO BRUSH MY TEETH” I said clipping my necklace into place. He opened the door with just a towel hangning loosely around his waist and I couldnt help but look down. He grabbed my chin pulling my face back up “Eyes up here sweetheart” I rolled my eyes pushing past him closing the door so he had privacy to change. I threw my hair into a messy bun before knocking to make sure Chirs was dressed. “Ready?” I asked opening the door. “Yeah im leaving this here” He said pointing to the duffle bag while he grabbed his regular school bag. We headed out to my car and I allowed Chris to have aux this one time.

Instead of parking next to Haylee this morning I decided to park next to the two remaining triplets knowing chris would want to see his brothers. “Good morningggg” Chris yelled getting into their car as Matt waved for me to get in with him. “How was your night with him?” Matt asked laughing “We had fun all three of you should stay next time” Nick quickly agreed while Matt just nodded. Matt turned the car off “Come on Y/N I’ll walk you to your first class” Matt said walking next to me. I smiled up at him as he opened the door for me, But every good thing must come to an end because the first thing we see as we walk into the school, staring us down in the middle of the hall, is Lindsey.

Tag -

@worldlxvlys

[eddiesghxst]

HEY BABE! Its me again with more rockstar eddie and reader thoughts

Ok so i love daisy jones and the six right, love the book the show and ESPECIALLY the album god its so good and the songs just remind me of enemies to lovers rock star Eddie and reader

Ok so reader and eddie have this massive public fude theres drama everywhere there insulting each other in interviews screaming at each other in public theres photos of them screaming at each other in the streets and its starting to take a turn for the worse in their public image headlines of them being plastered everywhere

“LEAD SINGER OF CORRODED COFFIN EDDIE MUNSON BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH LEAD SINGER OF ‘BAND NAME’ Y/N WHAT ARE THE TWO HOT HEADS ARGUING ABOUT NOW, HEAD TO PAGE SIX TO FIND OUT”

So what does their manager (who they share) decide to do JOIN ALBUMMM show they might actually have human emotions for each other tho it may seem a terrible really terrible idea it does make up for some GREAT songs and GREAT tension featuring songs such as

REGRET ME

MORE FUN TO MISS

 KILL YOU TO TRY

THE RIVER

and more! (All from the AURORA album great songs love them)

Album hits top of the charts world tour set up in the next few months! The tension THICC on stage truly could cut it with a knife and just like picture this scene from the show TELL ME YOU SEE IT omg all they do it write and yell and there basically inlove but there not gonna talk about it untill they cant help but just make out i mean its not their falt there tence their high there running purely on adrenaline while their band members are outside the green room banging on the door for eddie to “stop it with the roady man iv got the munchys” little do they know

🎸 annon lots of love

GOD YES YES YES I LOVE DAISY JONES AND THE SIX UGHHH

god eddie and reader just spend the entire tour fighting and pissing each other off but when they’re on stage….the real feelings show, and the band members and crew are all like 👀tf is going on there bc it’s such a huge contrast compared to how you both are behind the bright lights and big stages, but the audience eats it up every night

GOD AND THAT LAST PART PLS IM🫠🫠🫠

the band is like “eddie come on man we have shit to do,” but ur both too busy practically clawing at each others clothes to even bother trying to act like nothings happening. and eventually, everyone catches on but they won’t say anything bc god forbid they say something and have you or eddie lash at out them

but shit hits the fan when it starts interfering with work and the managers have to pull you both to side and oh god, what happens when they tell you your little rendezvous has to come to an end ??

#EEEEEDEHEHEHDHSHSH #YES YES YES #eddie munson x reader #wips #ask

[runefells]

Hi!

I stumbled upon your selkie au fanart and i must say, I LOVE how the art's body language foreshadows what will happen. Jon's body language is open and he is relaxed and the look in his eyes is trusting.

Elias's smile doesn't reach his eyes and they are cold. The way he looks at Jon is predatory and calculating.

Do you have further art/fics of this au? If not, can we get general look on the "happy" couple's marriage? 👀

Ough thank you!! i at some point planned on writing parts of it but im a slow writer and my interests jumps between aus so quickly ;;

lemme give a quick little idea of what happens since i dont remember how much ive said or if ill do more art for it in the future,,,

basically Elias meets Jon and gains his trust by approaching him in an academic way. Jon is curious about humans, so despite all his warnings about them he humors Elias and they share information about their species. eventually Elias convinces Jon to return with him to london after telling Jon all about how amazing human cities are. he also convinces Jon to let Elias safeguard his coat (he acts like many humans will be interested in stealing it and only Elias will be able to protect it). Jon is simultaneously extremely interested in london and also completely overwhelmed by all the sounds and people. he lives with Elias and is pampered by him, taught to read (he learns he loves books), given clothes (which he hates), and treated to good food (hes mixed on this). Jon does start to fall for Elias and willingly starts a relationship with him but eventually he decides he misses the ocean and wants to go home but yeah ~surprise~ Elias was never going to give Jon his coat back. he had just hoped Jon would like living with Elias enough that he would choose to stay of his own free will. Elias forces Jon to marry him all while promising that he'll adjust to this life eventually.

Jon is obviously enraged by this and tries everything he can to escape at first. this part of the au is the least fleshed out but suffice to say Jon is rather miserable and depressed. he spends a lot of his time in their library and finds a book that talks about the ocean and has photographs in it which he looks at for comfort. Elias does bring him for a trip to see the ocean but its not where hes from and he doesnt allow Jon his coat to transform so its bittersweet.

(a good amount time passes between these two points and theres a good amount of up and down in their relationship. elias lovebombs jon a lot and tries to make him happy but is not willing to let go of his control over jon's life. jon kind of accepts that he wont be free and tries to make the best of his situation but hes still pretty homesick and depressed)

Elias gets frustrated that Jon can't just be happy with what he has (he had rather grandiose and unrealistic expectations for their marriage) and vents to Peter about it. He's more under the delusion that they're just having a marital spat and Jon will come around eventually but Peter tells him that selkies will never be tame and Jon will fight him till one of them dies. Elias wants to prove to Peter that Jon does love him so he brings him back to where he found him and gives him his coat back, sure that Jon will choose to stay with him buuuut. he runs

in the fic there was going to be a timeskip of about a year (maybe even ending there and then having a sequel) here where Jon eventually returns to where he met Elias and finds a package elias left him with their rings, some letters, and a couple of Jon's favorite books. he realizes that he misses his old life.. at least part of it. the sea is freedom but its also very lonely. he doesnt actually think he'll ever see Elias again but he comes back on the year anniversary of Jon leaving to reminisce and leave the rest of Jon's things as a symbol of moving on. I was going to have them work on things and have Jon come back to the relationship on his own terms with his own rules

is Elias actually changed in the end? honestly im not sure I didnt think that far. It definitely could go the way of being a cycle of abuse and i think he'd have to work quite hard to break his negative behavior. though tbf the Elias in this au isn't Jonah magnus (meaning he isn't a regency body-hopper not that he is OG Elias). this whole summary is only talking about the relationship A plot which was going to coincide with some Lovecraftian inspired occult mystery stuff : D (which isnt fleshed out at all other than i wanted those vibes)

anyway thanks for your interest I love talking about my aus xD I wish i had more content for them but my brain is really uncooperative

#asks #Anonymous #selkie au #jonelias #usually if i dont get other people to be insane abt an au with me i just kinda toss it aside and move onto other things #but i usually think abt each one in at least some depth

[tonberry-yoda]

I think im asking too many questions atp idek if uve already answered this one so IM SORRY IF IM BOTHERING but whos ur fav music artist???

Also i know ive requested him before but im unoriginal and inlove so

Can i request

Gyro angst

I feel like being sad rn

AGAIN CONGRATS ON 600 U FR DESERVE THEM ALL🫶🏻🤭

Imma be here when u hit 10k fr

I talk too much OKAY BYE HAVE A NICE DAY!

You're not asking too many questions, omg. i think it's lovely that you wanna ask me stuff <333 currently, my favorite music artist (because i listen to A LOT OF MUSIC) is Gorillaz. I've listened to them since I was a kid and love them so so much <33

also, not unoriginal, i never get Gyro requests and I am so down bad for this cowboy, so thank you for requesting him because AWOOOOGA

it's not super angsty or anything, but I quite like it :)

Stuck - Gyro Zeppeli

pairing - Gyro x reader

warnings - slight angst, nothing crazy tho

word count - 615

You screamed at the top of your lungs, trying to claw yourself out of the earth. How the hell were you supposed to know that there was quicksand in America? And why the hell were they making racers take their horses through it?! Your horse had run off to god knows where and you were stranded. You were going to die here.

Prior, you made the stupid mistake of screaming at Gyro for being an idiot, and he left you in the dust unapologetically. You couldn't blame him though. If your horse didn't have a scratch on her leg, you would've gladly left him in the dust too, but instead you were left behind. And now it felt like the last breaths you were going to take.

For some reason, your brain couldn't stop feeling bad for yelling at Gyro, for being such an asshole to him since the race started. Maybe if you didn't cause all of the situations, karma wouldn't be here to bite you in the ass.

You really couldn't help but cry, watching the sky get further and further from you. God, this was awful. Wet, hot tears ran down your face as the cold mud grabbed your collarbones. You knew you shouldn't have signed up for this godforsaken race.

You took a breath and decided: screw Gyro Zeppeli. He just left you here like he knew it was going to happen. Like he wanted you to die in the middle of the-

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted as you felt a hand grab yours. You were pulled out of the mud and into the arms of… dammit.

“Gyro?!” You pushed him away and almost fell back into the mud, but he grabbed your hand to prevent that from happening.

“Are you hurt?” His voice sounded genuine, like he really cared about you.

“N-No. I'm fine.” You shuffled in your spot before Gyro ran with you, avoiding anything that could be quicksand.

“Dammit, y/n, I can't believe you!”

“I-”

“I don't wanna hear it! You get all pissed at me and I leave you just to find out you almost got killed, you dumbass! Thank god your horse showed up to our campsite or else you would probably be dead because I wouldn't have found out!”

You stood and allowed yourself to get yelled at by Gyro. You did deserve it. You were being the asshole, so the least you could give him was your time. So you swallowed back your pride and listened.

“I'm just, ugh!” Gyro threw his hands in the air and then wrapped his arms around you. “I'm just glad you’re okay.” His voice was soft against your ear, and his hair tickled your arm.

“Sorry Gyro.”

He pulled back and looked you up and down. “It's okay… just… don't do it again.” He grabbed your hand and went to walk off again, but he felt the force of you standing still and stopped, turning to you. “What’s the matter?”

“I'm really sorry Gyro.”

“You already said that, y/n. It's okay real-”

“No. About earlier. I'm sorry Gyro.”

Gyro looked at you with concerned eyebrows and jumped when you threw yourself on him, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. He pulled you in close by the waist and smiled. “I'm sorry too.” You kept your muddy, dirty clothes covered body pressed to his warm one, letting him pick pieces of trees and rocks off of your shirt. “Now what do you say we get back to the campsite and get you cleaned up?”

You nodded and placed a little kiss on his cheek before grabbing his hand and letting him guide you.

#i hope you like it :) #thanks for the request #600 followers event is now done!! #jjba #writing #fanfic #my writing #fanfiction #<3 #asks #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure x reader #gyro #gyro zeppeli #gyro x reader #gyro zeppeli x reader #sbr #sbr x reader #jjba part 7 #steel ball run #steel ball run x reader

[actualbird]

so hoyofest 2023 got announced. no dates or locations yet for the physical cafe events, but given that the ph got a hoyofest event here in the past 2 years straight, i sure hope the tot collab cafe happens here again!!

bECAUSE IVE GOT A NEW LUKE COSPLAY PLAN //VIBRATES IN MY SEAT

i wanna go to hyf 2023 as empyrean's touch event luke. yknow the Yearning outfit. this one

(my original plan was to make luke's looming nightmare knight outfit, but when i was breaking down the components of the armor i started having a stroke just THINKING about how hard itd be to make and decided it was wELLLLL OUT OF MY SKILL RANGE HAHAHAHA, so pious altar boy of reverence luke it is)

and it's nice cuz it's a simple outfit (ive already got 60% of the clothes/accessories, just needs to be tweaked w details. other stuff like the white tiger lilies and sleeve garter is something i'll have to get) but it's so Iconic to me still. the hardest part of it is the only thing i have to Make: The Sword

anyhoo thank god for the MR card because i would NOT have been able to make out those smaller details for my template without it

SORD!!!!!

anyway i still gotta wait before printing this and Getting Started because i need to go buy foam but im looking forward to working on this. the serotonin of a new physical crafts project just Hits different ykno. i cannot wait to burn myself with the glue gun. I MISS THE FEELING!!!

#man i think the last cosplay i did actual Making Of Stuff was hypnos h.ades. that was fun as hell #dootdootdoot #the ve.nti cosplay obv did not count because i didnt make shit for that i just borrowed a friend's outfit HAHAHHHAHA #luke mr cosplay adventures

[kaveuh]

HEWO EI i need to fill my quota and hope this isnt too out of reach for something too specific </3 but may i ask hcs for kanata n chaiki (separate) with a menhera s/o who also dresses a lot in yamikawa and dark girly fashion :") I NEED TO STOP ASKING ONLY FOR KANATA N CHIAKI FROM YOU LOL but i like how you write them (loud sobfing). of course this is the same anon as the one who asked for the sanrio hcs because erm </3 doesnt dark jfashion somehow just go hand in hand w sanrio sometimes. they even released some jirai kei kuromi n mymelo stuff like im in tears /pos

BESIDES THIS HOPE UR DOING WELL!! ive also been around your blog a lot so im sorry i forgot to say but if you note down anons then lemme be darlingnon (=v=)~ﾌﾌ♪

a/n — HAHA IT’S OKAY DW! also the new sanrio collab cards makes me want to throw up /pos i love niki as cinnamoroll i might cry tears of JOY. I ALSO GOT MAYOI’S CARD ?! I SCREAMED SO LOUD AHHHDHDHCJF

also idk much about menhera / yami kawaii fashion </3 i tried to make it as detailed and clear as possible. BUT I HAD FUN WRITING THIS TYSM FOR REQUESTING ANON <3

CHIAKI & KANATA WITH A MENHERA S/O ! ☆

genre — fluff !

warning(s) — none

the first time CHIAKI had seen you in a different outfit other than your uniform, mans is BEWILDERED. though he is someone who doesn’t really care whether your fashion sense is great or not, chiaki gets extremely giggly whenever he sees you dress-up, no matter the occasion.

in all honesty, bro dresses so… simple LMAO, not that it’s a bad thing. his unit mates love to point out how your sense of fashions differ from each other and it’s kind of hilarious since he’s just getting dragged.. 😭

AHH OK BUT IMAGINE SHOPPING WITH HIM THOUGH? he’s literally so happy that you decided to take him with you when you wanted to buy new clothes, although he knows nothing about menhera fashion himself. he’s a very patient man when it comes to you— if you want to try on new clothes, go for it! no complaints from him no matter how long it takes. he’s also willing to rate outfits that you’ve come up with. you want to spend hours at a specific store? he’s looking around with you and waiting until you find clothes that you are happy with. high chance he’ll also pay for you, he’s not taking no for an answer. (unless you beat him into it, and he’ll sulk for a good 10 minutes or more.)

SPEAKING OF CLOTHING AND SHOPPING… chiaki will suggest matching outfits! he’s so enthusiastic about it as well… will definitely force midori or kanata to take pictures of the two of you.

HE WILL SCREAM IF YOU EVER SEND A PICTURE OF YOUR FITS TO HIM. will start malfunctioning and yelling at kanata, giggling and kicking his feet about how adorable and pretty you look! if he’s at home, chiaki will send one back in a similar outfit with the clothes that he bought when he hung out with ryusetai at the mall. SOBS

like chiaki, KANATA is also one who doesn’t really care about fashion outside of idol work and stuff. he just naturally dresses nice and has drip lol (bros beautiful)

kanata LOVES doing your makeup, especially the undereye blush because he thinks it’s satisfying for some reason LMAO. if he’s free, he’s most definitely going all out on your makeup AND will pick out an outfit for you, which he prefers pastel colors instead of the darker ones, so he’ll usually go with those.

he also doesn’t mind matching with you! it’s just not as often like with chiaki, since he doesn’t want to ruin the outfit when he goes out to float in the water (again). BUT HE’S DOWN TO GO ON A DATE WITH MATCHING FITS! he also helps you put on certain accessories and bandaids that fits in with the aesthetic.

kanata’s also a great partner to go shopping with BECAUSE HE’S JUST FOLLOWING YOU AROUND AND NOT COMPLAINING. kind of just,,, letting you do your thing and stuff because he loves seeing you buy and look for clothes that you enjoy wearing. if you’re changing or trying out some clothes, he’s waiting outside the stall, waiting for you to do the grand reveal and he WILL HYPE YOU UP AND TAKE MULTIPLE PICTURES OF YOU!

he’s not as expressive as chiaki, but he will go crazy in his head when you send a picture LMAO he’s like.. “?!?!!? holh?!?! my s/o is os.hfs / sso… PRETTY?!?! AGHHH” and will probably unconsciously start gripping on his pillowcase and sheets trying not to kick his feet out of excitement LMAO

#ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars #enstars x you #enstars x reader #chiaki morisawa x reader #chiaki x reader #chiaki morisawa enstars #chiaki morisawa #kanata shinkai #kanata shinkai enstars #kanata shinkai x reader #enstars x y/n #ensemble stars x you #ensemble stars x y/n

[safetycar-restart]

considering 📓 came back again i recon i better too because ive missed my sluts and well. im horny asf atm. having a boyfriend who pushes me against a wall and kisses me as hard as he can but then i cant fuck? help.

anyways. charlie !!! obviously our baby is so happy with the beautiful new car. and he’s so happy with the new principal and ferrari is roaring. after the adrenaline of the car launch on valentines he must see his mommy. he has all the romantic plans later (i think charles is a ‘propose on valentines’ kinda boy) but for now he just wants to calm himself down and spend time with his valentine. which starts with just cuddles. and he’s just too wriggly. so you just start directing his head down south. let ur subby boy suckle on ur pussy to calm down. let him pleasure u like a good boy. and oh boy he’s eager. he’s sloppy and wet with it. he’s just so desperate. rutting his hips into the couch ur lay on. his slutty little waist being shown when his top rides up. and you tell him this. letting him now how good he is. how much of a whore he is. but he’s your whore. happy valentines.

- 🍁

Ok I know it's way past valentines, I know. But this ask is just so fucking good that I can't miss it. I just can't miss it. I must answer this.

So firstly, we said in a previous ask that you and Charles decided that the 15th of February would be your valentines day, because Charles wanted the entire day to be spent with you and that's just not possible to do on the 14th. Originally, Charles was so sad because he thought he wouldn't get a proper valentines with his mommy. But he relaxes when you suggest the 15th. Because yes!!!!

He will happily wait an extra day to have a full romantic day with his mommy. Also, because he's a sentimental little thing, the 15th becomes your valentines day from then onwards.

So on the 14th, you get back late from the car launch and Charles is very tired. He's excited for tomorrow, but he's also so tired because he's been working so hard on the car launch and had to be in control of himself for so long, smile for the cameras and get asked so many questions and everything. So he's just tired a little needy when he finally gets home.

You attended the car launch with him of course, and you were very proud of him for how well he did, but you could also see how his battery was slowly running out towards the end. So he's just very happy to be home with you again.

He makes a B line for your arms the moment the door is closed, you don't even get to put your back down. You chuckle and hug him tight, kissing his neck and slipping your hand under his shirt to give him some nice back rubs.

What he wants is to shower and order dinner in. Then he wants to go to bed early so that he can all nice and rested for his romantic day with his mommy tomorrow.

So now he's had dinner (fed from your plate because he doesn't want his own) and he's showered and he's in soft sleeping clothes. You suggest cuddling on the couch while watching a movie before bed to help him calm down and forget about the day. He loves the idea, and he's so sure he'll be all soft and sleepy quickly.

Except the movie is almost finished and he still can't seem to calm down? He begins to get distressed, because he wanted to sleep early so he could get up early for his romantic day with you.

You notice that he can't seem to settle, that he keeps on wriggling and letting out little whines, clearly not calming down. So you decide to give him a treat that you know will make him happy.

"Wanna move between my thighs?" you ask him, keeping your voice light and kissing the top of his head.

His head shot up, eyes widening, "Can I..." he starts, voice trailing off.

You know what he wants, but you decide to make him say it, so you just tilt your head and wait for him to ask.

"Pussy?" he asks eventually, frowning, "please?"

You chuckle, "Of course you can," you tell him, lightly pushing him off you so that you can stand up and take your shorts off. He stares shamelessly, shuffling down the couch so that he can get in position.

From the moment you asked if he wanted to move, he had mind set on getting to lick and suck you. He truly has the best mommy ever.

You get back down on the couch, parting your thighs and instantly he's right there, settling between your legs and resting his head on your thigh.

He waits for permission to start licking you, because he would never touch his mommy without permission. You wait for a few seconds, just to see what he does and you can see how desperate he is. He's frowning and staring at your pussy, practically shaking from how badly he wants it.

The moment you give him permission, he just dives in. He's so messy and eager, licking all over your pussy and then sucking lightly on your clit and going back to licking.

You keep your hand on his hair, praising him and thanking him for making you feel good. He starts to relax then, his movements becoming less rushed. He falls into an easy, slow pattern of lightly sucking you and then licking you. You can see the tension leaving him.

At one point you look down and he even has his eyes closed? He's so content there, all the nervous energy leaving him as he suckles on his mommy's pussy like a good boy.

He starts to grind his hips against the couch once he's calmed himself down, whining into your pussy a little.

"Such a needy little slut," you tell him, "you're my needy little slut, yeah? All mine and making your mommy feel so good."

He whines louder against your pussy, nodding and picking up the speed of his licks.

Of course you let him cum like that, because there's no way you're edging or teasing him tonight. He cums with his mouth on your clit, his moans and whines creating delicious vibrations.

He's not nearly finished with you though. He's much softer now that he's cum, mumbling is thanks against you but he's in no way ready to move out between your thighs.

He makes you cum twice from his slow licks, and he gets so happy both times. He made his mommy cum!!! He's the best boy ever!!!

You give him a two minute warning before you pull him away, not wanting to take him out of his calm subby headspace too soon. Then it's right to bed with him, him sleeping against your chest.

And tomorrow, it's his day with his mommy!!!

#sub!charles #cl #nsfw. #soft soft vibes #f!reader #🍁

[guavagyu]

eyeshadow - y.jh (part 1)

JEONGHAN JEONGHAN HEONGHAN JWONGAHN HHAHHIUAHKAHJKSAHJKSHJKASHIUSHIUAHIUDHIUAHIUDHIUADGUIADIUGDGIUADGIUAIUGGIUADIGUADIGUADIHUGDAIUHSHIUAHIU

request: jeonghan fanfic where new stylist/makeup artist and jeonghan fall in love? slow burn, sexual tension, secret relationship typa thang ;) <3!

oof ive never written those things but ill try my best!! ty for sending in a request ily <33

also gonna make the reader the makeup artist AND the stylist cuz we love typical cliché shit like this

ITALIC WORDS REPRESENT THOUGHTS!

also ayo im gonna make this a series since i kinda left this on a cliffhanger and im desperate to publish so 👀

wc: 604

content/warnings: slow burn (duh), sexual tension (obviously), secret relationship (AASHGAJHGAJHS DUH), afab!reader, tall!reader (like same height as jeonghan aka like 178 cm or 5'10"), model!jeonghan cuz yum, stylist!reader, makeup-artist!reader, non-idol!au, swearing yihghgfdrtfyg, eventual smut lmao (not yet tho </3), lemme know if more r present 👺

next part!

"ok, thank you so much for your time. can you start next monday?" your interviewer asked, you had finally secured a well-paying job that fit your skills to a tee, at none other than Reminiscence, one of the most successful modeling agencies in the world as a makeup artist and stylist,

"yeah! that should work, thank you so much!" you gave your interviewer a quick yet formal bow, and calmly left the room, making your way out of the building with haste, eager to collapse in your giant, fluffy bed. as you started your car, you realized something, you had left your purse in the interviewing room! somehow you had your keys but not your purse, which was kinda dumb. anyways, you sprinted back into the building, shockingly balanced despite your high heels being, you know, horribly brittle. thankfully, your purse was still there, your interviewer saying they would've called you later if you hadn't returned already. you thank them again, and steadily pace your way out of the building yet again, making sure everything was still there, until (a/n: ugh so cliché but im fresh out of original ideas) a person clearly in a hurry ran straight into your back,

"OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY!" a man with royal-like silver hair fit for a prince, with the looks like they were god-sent, with his ears and cheeks pink like cotton candy, you were getting lost in his visuals as he kept rambling on how it was an accident and how he was in a hurry, but you paid none of it any attention, he seemed to be around your height if it weren't your heels, you couldn't help but think fuck he's so pretty. soon, once this prince-like man had finished his mini-rant, he noticed that you were staring at him, clearly not listening to anything he said,

“um, are you alright ma’am?” he smiled awkwardly,

“hm? oh yeah, sorry, was just thinking about something,” you returned his gentle smile,

"ok so what i was sayi-" he was about to restart his whole rant before you cut him off,

"hey, it's fine, don't worry about it, mk?" you smiled again,

"you sure?" he raised a perfect eyebrow,

"yeah, i'm sure, now i gotta get going, don't beat yourself up alright?" he gave a small "ok" and then you were both on your way, although, you couldn't help but letting that man cross your mind with every passing minute, and after a few more red lights and various turns, you had reached home, aka your apartment. ah, my bed, my beloved bed. soon, you quickly changed out of the clothes you wore to the interview, and into more comfortable attire. since you were quite free for the rest of the day, you plopped down onto your heavenly bed and decided to research the company you were gonna work for. you already knew a ton about Ethereal Inc, you just wanted to look random stuff up, plus you were bored as hell. you were doing some digging around the web, and you- HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHIT! HE'S A MODEL!? AT REMINISCENCE!? OH MY FUCKING GOD I MIGHT HAVE TO WORK WITH HIM! yeah, and you really didn't know how to feel about it. there were pros and cons, aka you having to work with a gorgeous noble hot as fuck man who's name was apparently yoon jeonghan, however, he might be too embarrassed from this morning's events, and may refuse to work with you. were you just overthinking things? it's all a possibility, but you never know.

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#jeonghan #yoon jeonghan #yoon jeonghan smut #jeonghan smut #svt smut #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop fanfiction #kpop fluff

[ferdydurke]

Could you write something about your dnd character/s? Love hearing about other people's ocs!

hehe i finally have a moment to answer >:3c this is gonna be long so im gonna get a read more involved

my only character thats actually from dnd (my online group plays other ttrpgs) and "active" (we played two sessions 3 months ago ;w; but! might play again) Is Yeshe :3

Its a mdzs inspired campaign... im pretty sure, i havent watched it... so i based her off of tibetan folk clothes and ofc off of a pallas cat. She hadnt had time to shine as a character yet and her backstory and motivations are bit murky =w= but the gist is that she takes care of her magically gifted little sibling (another player character, my sketch attached), they were raised in a remote commune and are now going to the big city.

Now, the character from a finished campaign of City Of Mist (really cool system!!!) thats been on my mind a lot recently is my beloved Theooooooo

He was originally an oc completely detached from any specific setting, then I put him with my beloved Rochelle (in the blue dress, she started out as a dnd character but got only like 2 sessions back in 2020 :'3) in my own version of feywild (ill get to it later).

And then!!! I decided to play him in that CoM game and it was the best decision everrrrrrrrrr he was so so so so sos ososoosososos fun :3. CoM is urban fantasy where people become "rifts" for mythical beings and are able to use their power.

Theo was a Detective and a Fey and i really enjoyed playing an absolutely devious, controlling and charming guy =w=. His main motivation was power, he thought most people (except for his wife rochelle altough they have a tomshiv thing going on) are beneath him and mostly there for him to order around like chess pieces. And something that made this campaign insanely fun for me was that in order to get more powerful he had to do a task for the fey queen - kidnap and deliver a singer to her. A singer which also happened to be the person we had to protect during our investigation... dm and me kept it secret.

It was so insanely fun to walk into every scene thinking of how to find an opportunity to do that... in the end I managed to, in a very tense scene (the greyscale sketch at the top, the girl smiling behind theo is one of the fey messangers). The other PCs didnt stop him because they had some trust in him... got away with it completely :3. Tho I agreed not to play him in the next campaign (even tho id love to >_<) bc his jig was kinda up. Great character tho, and thanks to my dm i finally get warlocks, i might play one sometime!

Now, still in the city of mist im playing Valerie :3

Her mythos is "Vampire" but she refuses to drink blood... she gets all sorts of issues bc of that, has trouble keeping down frineds and jobs ect... Still very early in the campaign but shes pretty fun :3 tho i prefer chracters who are a bit more commanding, i made her more of a follower to let my group breathe after theo but i kinda naturally fell back into organising the party again last session so i think i just need to stick to making charismatic characters next time sidugfsd. shes a nice change of pace tho, im excited for whats in store for her.

My feywild!!! It's a setting ive had in my head ever since i made Rochelle, Its sort of an early modern france mixed with Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell which sounds pretty lame and ig it is isudgfsd.

Theres a lot of ideas and a lot of characters that i dont really have time to develop and am prolly gonna rework a million times =w= but its fun, and its fun to make plalists for random archfey.

Last character I'll mention =w= even tho i never got to play him because the campaign fell apart before the fist session, as they often do, I really love Byk and I wanna show you guys...

Tadeusz Byk born in 1880 in Poland, Emigrated to the usa (boston then moved near new york) with his mother and grandma when he was 13... Operates a temporary house for immigrants that his mother started. Now 40, works as a tailor and sells moonshine on the side. Depressed, repressed and with a big heart... hope i get to dust him off for something someday...

#barking #ask #I bet this is very unpleasant to read forgive me ive dyslexia and had to write it without autocorrect #if you guys are curious about any of em feel free to ask ^_^ also i have a million more ttrpg ocs so if you wanna see some more lemme know #i tried to stick to some relevant to dnd ones sdugsd #except for byk i just know you guys like old man yaoi #he got that hat from a childhood friend he had a thing for... all very tragic