#lis writes

[loveisfriendship]

A rare occasion

Never would one have thought that a simple smile would mean so much to you. It being such a rare occasion probably meant that the importance to you was that significant.

Watching your husband from afar you noticed that his mood around his family got more and more irritated. Family meeting.

But not one gathered by him. One of his brothers asked for it. You didn’t really listen for what. Probably something about a women.

You were lost in your thoughts, looking at your husband. Thinking about his smile. It’s been a while that you saw it. But he just came back from London.

You’ve known him all your life. Running through the forests, sleeping under the stars. As children his smile was constant.

Time changes that… more war changes that.

Now that smile was reserved for family, but his real smile. The one that you remember from your childhood. The one from ear to ear, when he teases you and tells bad jokes. That one was strictly for you.

Usually in the intimacy of your own room.

Apparently you had been in your thoughts to long. Under the table a careful and gentle tap of your husbands foot gets you back to the reality. His blue eyes look at you confused with a subtle worry behind them.

You smile at him and reach for his arm and give him a gentle squeeze. A sign for him that you are fine. But nonetheless he sets down his cigarette and puts his hand above yours. He gives you a signal with his head that you two should leave. You nod and stand up, realizing again what his brothers are talking about.

“Where are you two of to so quickly?” Arthur asks or more slurs, pausing his discussion with John. Both of them eying you suspiciously.

“Sorry Boys, but it’s time to head home.” You smile at them on the way to the door of the snug. Tommy also stood up and put on this jacket before taking his cigarette again.

“Oh so that’s why you need to head home.” John says and winks at you, grabbing the toothpick between his teeth. It quickly earns him a smack across the back of his head from your husband.

“See you later boys.” He mumbles before opening the door for you. You wave and smile to Polly before you leave, leaving the pub and heading towards the car.

Tommy opens the door for you and you give him a small kiss on the cheek before getting in. The drive home was silent but your hand rested on your husbands neck whereas his hand rested on your thigh. Your finger slowly rub circles on the back of his head.

At home you hand your jackets to Frances before Tommy grabs your hand again and pulls you with him up the stairs to your bedroom. He opens the door and pulls you in before telling the staff not to disturb and closing the door.

You take of your shoes before Tommy stands before you and pulls you close by your hips. His hands settling there loosely squeezing your hips.

“Are you okay?” He asks looking into your eyes intensely before closing the gap between you as you lean in giving him a kiss.

“I’m fine, just daydreaming.” You smile, winking at him, causing him to smirk smugly.

“Oh yeah, what about?” He asks intrigued before pulling out his cigarette case, offering you one. You gladly grab one and wait for him to light it for you.

“A certain someone’s smile.” You answer, blowing out the smoke. But as soon as you see his face you giggle. His confused look was adorable.

“Love, you lost me. What are you talking about?”

“Remember when we used to sleep under the stars?” You ask and he nods, taking another drag from his cigarette.

“I was just thinking about that, and how we talked through the night and fell asleep barely before the sun rose.” You smile fondly, pushing your cigarette into the ash tray, Tommy doing the same. You take his face into your hands and giggle.

“And I thought of all the bad jokes you used to tell. Which cracked me up nonetheless, causing me stomach aches.”

At that description you saw it. That smile you meant.

“And that, that right there was what I thought about.” You smile back, Tommy putting his hands above yours on him face before planting a kiss in the palm of your right hand. Moving his hands to your waist he pulls you closer with a quick and strong drag, but by now smirking down at you.

“Is that so?” He hums and you hum back.

“For my favorite smile of you, we need to do something else first.” He smiles

“Is that so?” You retort and giggle as he nods and grins.

“Well than, Mr. Shelby. Better get to it right?” You say as he immediately crushes his lips to yours, slowly walking you backwards towards the bed.

#thomas shelby #tommy shelby x reader #peaky blinders #tommy shelby #thomas shelby x reader #tommy shelby fanfic #lis writes

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

Look Nimona made me so emotional and I needed her to have two dads so here you go <3 (I didn't read the comics so assume this is movie canon)

Ambrosius doesn't think that he's ever seen Bal like this. There's something about this kid that brings out an even softer side. There's a look of affection in his eyes that Ambrosius has never seen turned on anyone but him.

Ambrosius watches from the kitchen as Ballister sets up a makeshift bed on their worn out couch. Nimona stands watching him judgmentally, arms crossed and brow furrowed.

Ballister says something softly to the girl, but Nimona turns to look at Ambrosius, nearly making the knight jump out of his skin. There is a fire in her eyes as she gazes at him.

She's been sticking close Bal since he brought her to the small apartment, eyeing Ambrosius with suspicion every few minutes. She has yet to speak a word to him.

"You can get comfortable," Ballister tells Nimona gently. "I'm going to grab you some more blankets."

Bal touches Nimona's shoulder gently as he passes her into the hallway. Ambrosius turns back to the dinner he is preparing, only to turn and immediately see Nimona standing inches away from him.

He yelps as he jumps nearly a foot in the air. Before he can say anything Nimona bluntly asks him, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Ambrosius remembers the conversation he had with Bal, how he told him how intelligent she was. So he shakes his head, "I don't."

Nimona crosses her arms, fixing him with a glare, "Everyone knows you're related Gloreth. I want to know now if we're going to have a problem."

Oh. Ambrosius almost wants to pull the child in front of him into his arms. Behind her hard exterior, he can see her deep, deep fear. She is awaiting rejection, expected it.

He shakes his head again, "We have no problem. Ballister speaks very highly of you. He loves you and he trusts you-"

"He loves me?" Nimona looks up at him, all of the anger suddenly drained from her body and replaced with hope.

"He does."

Both of them turn to see Ballister standing in the living room, arms stacked high with blankets, smiling softly. "I do love you, Nimona. How could I not?"

Nimona's lip begins to wobble and she disappears into a flash of red, only to reappear in Bal's arms, hugging him tight around the waist. As though he was expecting her sudden appearance, Ballister hugs her back immediately, one hand on the back of her head.

Over her head, Ballister looks up at Ambrosius. He smiles and shrugs, Ambrosius can tell what he's thinking without a word. Seems like they're going to need to move to a bigger apartment.

#nimona #lis writes #nimona spoilers

[worldoflis]

Klaine 3-2-1 Prompt Bang Fic: Careful what you wish for

Author: @worldoflis

Artist: @akira-emberheart (art will be posted later!)

Prompt Provided by: @akira-emberheart

Pairing(s): Kurt Hummel/Blaine Anderson, Santana Lopez/Brittany Pierce

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Word Count: 31 800

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Brittany S. Pierce, Santana Lopez, Rachel Berry, Cooper Anderson, Thad (Glee), Original Characters

Summary: Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson are both students at NYADA, although they don't really know each other. To Kurt, Blaine is a pretentious and overrated teacher's pet, who gets everything handed to him because he's easy on the eyes. To Blaine, Kurt is beautiful, and talented, and almost perfect, and he's resigned himself to the fact he will never have the courage to ask his crush out. Their opinions of each other are put to the test, however, when one day they wake up in each other's bodies. Suddenly, they need to work together as they pretend to be the other and try to work out how this happened and most importantly: how they can reverse it.

Genre/Tropes: fluff, bodyswap

Warnings: n/a

Author’s Notes: This story was supposed to be a quirky little ficlet, and then it grew and grew... into this. Shout out to my beta @theonelucille for outlining, planning, discussing, inconsistency-catching and, well, everything, and to the wonderful (and patient!) mods of The Lima Beam for organizing this whole event! And of course most of all many MANY thanks to the wonderful @akira-emberheart for prompting this. The story quite literally wouldn't exist without you, so thank you for the inspiration!

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#Klaine321promptbang2022 #k321pb2022 #klaine #glee #kurt hummel #blaine anderson #lis writes #fic: careful what you wish for

[lgbtlunaverse]

Nothing will dispell the "the curtains were just blue" myth faster than writing something yourself, because the amount of pretentious symbolism i am putting in my silly little fanfics is ridiculous. I mean SO much with these words, literally every single one of them. This fic has twenty five typos and zero correct uses of punctuation but if there's curtains you bet your ass I put thought into what colour they were.

#writing #fic writing #like this is stuff i'm doing for fun with my perfectionism meter turned down as far as i can get it #and i am still thinking about it A LOT #talk to me about how in red string fic jgy perceives the memory block both as syrup and as mud but nmj thinks it feels like blood #it's just a thing in their heads that mentally feels kind of thick and sticky but they both made something different of it #it's about issues with cleanliness / lies as a way to craft an illusion of a better lopking world vs the constant violence nmj lives in

[antikate]

The “oh I could definitely write this fanfic in under 5000 words and it really wouldn’t take me that long�� voice in your head is actually the devil speaking

#lies #fanfic #writing

[fmhobeus]

fwb!suguru who knew he wanted to fuck when he first laid eyes on you. then wanted to take you out to endless dinners to chat his ears off when he first spoke to you.

fwb!suguru who grew to like you without fucking you, almost forgot it was what he wanted you for – a life together or a night together?

fwb!suguru whose dick got painfully hard when you taunted him, rolled your eyes at him or outwitted him. he lived for your sassiness.

fwb!suguru who happened to fuck you on a random night unexpectedly and it changed the trajectory of his life.

fwb!suguru who stayed after every dick appointment. cuddled with you on the bed, watched movies or your favourite TV show, ordered take out and held you in his arms till you both inevitably fell asleep.

fwb!suguru who couldve sworn he wasn't in love with you. he would still fuck other people (and then come back to you, poor baby was thinking of you the whole time)

fwb!suguru whose grown accustomed to your presence. he calls you when he isn't feeling okay, you call him when something bothers you. he's grown used to you telling him all about work, how you got your nails done, how you saw a cute cat near your apartment. trivial details, which coming from anyone else he would hang up, but he looks forward to them with you.

fwb!suguru who eventually stops fucking other people and is just your man, without you knowing.

fwb!suguru who is determined to mark you up in placed people will notice. your neck, your thighs, your collarbones.

fwb!suguru who believes in giving you his all. all of his long girthy dick that pumps you full it should be criminal, his long slim fingers that have made you orgasm so often and hit that deep spot with unbeat ease, his long tounge... oh god his tounge. he thinks maybe even his long life ahead is yours too, all yours. his little kids too maybe? he doesn't like to think too much about that.

fwb!suguru who has to have your pussy checked with his tounge daily. he has to lap up your insides no matter any circumstances. his voice purrs across your body when he talks you through your orgasm.

"mhmm yeah cum all over my face beautiful, I know you want to"

fwb!suguru who gets sick at the thought of you sitting so pretty for another man when you tell him you're going on a date. suguru who looks so disturbed at the thought of another man even looking at his pretty girl who isn't really his.

fwb!suguru who takes you to corporate events just so he can call you his girlfriend, even if it's just pretend. when you question him it's always "easier explanation than a friend i fuck on the regular, isn't it?"

fwb!suguru who knows how you like your coffee in the morning. he knows what you like for breakfast, your comfort food, your hobbies, your favourite movies, your least favourite movies, your icks, your past. he knows you like he knows himself. he thinks of you when he passes your favourite cafe, he texts you when he sees something in the colour you like.

fwb!suguru who is sure he hasn't felt this way before, who is so vulnerable with you that it scares the shit out of him.

fwb!suguru who is afraid, angered at everything about you. he's angry at how you lull him into a sense of security, how you hold him, how sweet your voice sounds when you call him by his name, how you take care of him, how you listen to him. he hates how your pussy clenches his dick for dear life, milking it dry and how you never let a drop of his cum go to waste, licking it up like a little slut. he's fearful too. about losing you. about where loving you the way he does leads. loving you? wait. he loves you? fuck. fuck. fuck. this hasn't been according to plan at all.

#somebody lied to her #aniya writes ૮ ․ ․ ྀིა #jjk #suguru ♡ #jjk smut #jjk x reader #geto suguru #jjk geto #geto x reader #geto smut #jjk suguru #suguru geto smut #jjk ^ ~

[ohsuguru]

sukuna finally, finally gets to see and taste his pretty best friend under him ⁀ ❣︎

˚ʚ minors, ageless and blank blogs dni! ɞ˚

cw: virgin fem! reader, suggested perv! sukuna, cunnilingus, dirty talk, spitting

an: pt. 2 here!

"ryo... stop staring," you whine softly as your fingers thread through his messy pink hair, throat bobbing up and down in nervousness. your best friend had made himself comfortable between your soft thighs, strong and tattooed arms wrapped around them like muscular garter belts, keeping you pried open for him and him only.

what started out as a relatively innocent night, watching movies with ryomen sukuna - your best friend of as long as you can remember - suddenly and somehow ended up with him between your legs, his crimson eyes focused intently on your glistening pussy.

sure, maybe the movie choice got the two of you a bit heated, the two main characters going at it like rabbits, the lewd sounds of squelching filling sukuna's living room. maybe it was the way that sukuna could hear your breath hitch when the male lead went down on the female protagonist.

or maybe it's the way he saw your luscious thighs squeeze together when he finally penetrated her, your body aching for that exact feeling.

and before you know it, the two of you were making out messily to the sounds of heavy moaning from the tv. the pink-haired man swiftly switches it off seeing as he would much rather hear your pretty noises. if he could, he'd inject your whimpers and sighs straight into his bloodstream.

your mind spins with arousal, the tension in the room heady with anticipation as you feel sukuna's warm breath fan against your aching core.

"tch, bossy brat," his gravelly voice breaks you out of your lust-filled stupor, your eyes darting down to meet his ones. "i'll stare for as long as i want to."

his gaze drops from yours and back to the sight before him, his thumb dragging down your slit to collect your honeyed juices as a satisfied hum leaves his throat.

"to think my best friend has been leavin' this pretty thing all to herself," sukuna mumbles to himself, his fingers spreading your pussy lips to let him see more of you. "bossy 'n selfish. ought to be punished."

he watches you, your body clenching and unclenching, clenching and unclenching, that tight little hole almost calling out to him, begging for him to fill it up with his huge and heavy cock.

"and to think i'm the first man to have ever seen this," your best friend spits, the glob of saliva landing straight on your pearl which drags out the sweetest gasp and whimper from you. "aren't i a lucky son of a bitch?"

the rough and calloused pad of his thumb circles that twitching nub on your body, the action causing you to squirm and buck even more, your ankles digging into the muscular planes of his back. your pussy drools onto the couch, your body leaking liquid sugar as he stares at your dribbling hole.

"what a waste," he continues to mutter to himself, another condescending tch leaving his lips. "what would you do without me?"

and before you know it, your best friend clamps his slightly chapped lips against your clit, sucking it harshly into his eager mouth.

"sukuna!" you yelp in response, fingers tugging aggressively into his pink locks which drags out a guttural groan, the vibrations sending pleasurable jolts through your spine.

"watch the hair, woman," he warns you, settling in and hunkering down between your thighs even more. "you're interruptin' my meal. and you know how i am with my food."

sukuna resumes his ministrations, flicking and rolling your clit with his tongue expertly. he writes his name out, the pink muscle spelling out each letter languidly, staking claim on your pussy – his pussy. it's messy and loud, the squelching that fills the room now, a harmonious yet lewd symphony when paired with your whimpers. sukuna slurps up your slick, his tongue darting into your hole to taste you directly from the source.

"so fuckin' sweet," he groans into you, his nose bullying your sensitive bundle of nerves as he dives in almost impossibly deeper, making out so sloppily with your pussy. "sweetest pussy i've ever had."

"ryo– m'gonna–" you whimper out, legs tensing and shivering, ankles digging, back arching. "please, pleasepleaseplease–"

"please what, brat?" sukuna quips back almost immediately, his crimson eyes pinning you down with a sharp gaze as he focuses on your expressions now. "use your words, pretty girl."

you try your best to formulate your wants, your needs through a sukuna-induced haze that has settled in your mind. your eyes are glassy and teary, drool pooling at the sides of your lips as your best friend eats your virgin body out within an inch of your life.

"please make me cum, ryooo," you hiccup, a harsh whine following your words when he slurps your sweetened juices loudly, causing you to flush in embarrassment and pleasure.

"good girl."

and just like that, he doubles down on his actions, dragging out a yelp of his name from your throat as your fingers tug and pull on his hair. it's messy and sloppy and loud, the noises that sukuna is making from between your thighs. the only thing in his mind right now is to make you cum. and hard.

he wanted to be the only one in your mind, tarnishing your innocent body with such pure, unadulterated pleasure that you wouldn't be able to find anyone else after this...

not that he would let his pretty best friend even have the chance to find someone else. not when you taste this sweet.

the bubble that has been brimming at the bottom of your spine finally pops with a candied cry of sukuna's name as a similar groan leaves his lips. and you realise, your name has never sounded more sinful.

he guides you through your orgasm, his tongue languidly coaxing more of your sweetened slick from your pulsing hole until he pulls away.

but before you could sit up to finally take everything in, sukuna drags his thumb through your swollen slit, an overstimulated whine leaving your lips once again. a dark chortle follows, his crimson eyes meeting your glassy ones, his glistening lips pulling up into a cocky smirk as a cocky question falls from them.

"you can give me one more, yeah, pretty?"

#li shen writes - ˚ʚ❣︎ɞ˚ #jjk #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x reader smut #jjk x you #jjk x you smut #sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader smut #sukuna x you #sukuna x you smut #anime smut

[ryukatters]

bf!bkg ignoring you because you won’t call him baby or handsome or whatever nickname you usually call him

“Katsuki— have you seen my charger? I can’t find it anywhere.”

You call out as you make your way down the hall from your bedroom. Your boyfriend is sitting on the couch, having a rotting party all by his lonesome to really live out his day off. It’s a rare occurrence for him to be so inactive, but you surmise even pro heroes can be lazy every once in a while.

“Kats?”

Still nothing. You know for a fact that he can hear you, because you can see the way he subconsciously perks up the minute you say something. Definitely charming, but not enough to quell the growing mix of irritation and worry (mostly worry) brewing inside the pits of your stomach.

You make your way across the living room, standing in front of his place on the couch. He’s still not looking at you. No matter, you just decide to straddle him instead. His hands automatically find purchase on your hips, fingers just a few millimeters shy of your ass.

“Katsuki. What’s wrong?”

“Dunno who that is,” he huffs, head turning to the side so you can’t see the way his lips quirk down into a pout. (Because he swears up and down that’s something he never does.)

“Kats?”

“No.”

“‘Suki?”

“Close, but still no.”

“Baby?”

“Yeah, baby?”

"Have you seen my charger, handsome?"

"In your desk drawer on the right."

You smile. You press an innocent kiss to the tip of his nose. He pulls you flush against him before you can pull away, capturing your lips with his, appreciating the way the two of you meld against each other. He tries not to look too disappointed when you lift yourself off him and stand up. You lean down to give him a fleeting kiss on the cheek.

"Love you, Katsuki."

"Think you've got the wrong guy, sweetheart."

#you can act tough all you want but i see through your lies kacchan #in honor of the latest chapter #bkg liking nicknames confirmed!! #he just wants to be babied but he’d honestly rather choke before admitting that #i lied i posted about bkg first 😔 #kat’s writing #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo fluff #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha fluff #bnha fluff

[teapot-studies]

Random writing tips that my history professor just told during class that are actually helpful

Download all your sources or print them so you can turn off your wifi

Give your phone to someone

Just. WRITE. Writing is analysing, you’ll get more ideas as you write. It doesn’t need to be perfect, for now you can just blurt out words and ideas randomly. You can fix it later.

Create a skeleton/structure before writing.

Stop before you get exhausted. It’s best to stop writing when you still have some energy and inspiration left, this will also motivate you to get started again next time.

Make a to do list

Work in bite sizes. Even if it’s not much, as long as you put some ideas on paper or do some editing.

Simple language =/= boring language, simple language = clear language.

Own your words. If they are not your words, state this clearly in the text, not just in the footnotes.

STOP BEFORE YOU GET EXHAUSTED. Listing it again because it’s easily one of the best tips a teacher has ever given me.

#ive been studying for 4 years and rarely has a teacher actually given productivity tips #thank you Lies. #history student #history studyblr #essay writing #writing tips #history tips #paper writing #study blog #studyblr #adhd #neurospicy #university #college #study with adhd #study motivation #academia #studyspo #please normalise teaching students how to be productive #make studying accessible #accessibility

[bixels]

Posting a sneak-peak of this now because I'm about to be In The Shit school workload-wise, so this'll take me a while to finish.

Doing some character design exploration/expression sheets for Celestia and Luna. Figuring out Celestia's weird ass anatomy while I'm at it.

#mlp #celestia #fanart #my art #wip #the grand galloping 20s #delete later #look at me fucking smart guy signed up for 4 art classes in one quarter #so now i have 4 concurrent art/film/creative writing projects going on at the same fucking time #taking bets on how fast i burn out #anyways the idea behind the faces is the front face is the surface. it displays whatever emotions celestia intends when she's in control. #the two side faces––sadness and anger––are sides of her she has less control over. i drew all 3 faces active for the exploration #but in reality only 1 is active at a time. the others will either close their eyes or go catatonic like a puppet or doll #the final face on the back of the head is the deep subconscious. every ugly and violent and hateful thought and emotion #that lies buried under the surface. celestia has no control over that side of her. if she ever wakes

[pancakemolybdenum]

@josuyasuweek-2024 day 3: hospital / holidays / fake dating

emergency hair treatment

#josuyasu #josuyasu week #josuyasu week 2024 #was supposed to qualify for the fake dating thing too kiiinda but its hard to make clear visually and im bad at writing dialogue #but u can pretend they lied so okuyasu could visit or some bullshit like that. not that it works like that really but who cares #lovisas art #josuke higashikata #okuyasu nijimura

[loveisfriendship]

The worst Valentines day… maybe?

Author’s Note: Hey everyone.

I watched Hawaii 5-0 a while back apparantly and it was the episode with the Valentines day stories and came up with this. Found this in my drafts.

Enjoy.

Love,

Lis

You were sitting in the car with Lou as everyone was trying to find out, how Steve got the shiner and what your part was in it.

“You’re a Seal. I mean come on. How do you get a shiner like that?” Danny argues, making Lou laugh hysterically.

They argued back and forth and soon enough Lou, then Chin and lastly Danny explain why their Valentines day was miserable.

“You know what Danny?” you ask.

“What?” he asked annoyed.

“For someone who always makes fun of Steve and me, about how unromantic we are and how we are not able to show our feelings, your stunt with Melissa is really telling a lot about you.”

Lou was suppressing a smile and looked out the window.

“Yeah, of course.” Danny grumbled and you could hear a faint laugh from Steve.

“At least I don’t have a shiner.” Danny retorts, making Steve shut up.

“Come on now, guys. We have all told our stories. Now you need to tell us all what happened.” Kono interjects. You hear Steve sigh and then hear him mumble something.

“What was that?” Danny asks, before you can.

“I said, fine. Go ahead babe.” Steve answers, giving you permission to share the story. You also sigh, knowing where this is going to go.

“Fine, we had a wonderful evening. Steve took me out in the evening, we had a really awesome dinner. We went for a wonderful and super romantic walk on the beach…” you emphasize the word romantic, for Danny to hear, making everyone chuckle over the in-ears.

“And then we got home, and Steve led me in with my eyes closed. I didn’t know what was coming next, but he positioned me and told me to keep my eyes closed.” You explain, earning curious looks from Lou.

“I hope this is a family friendly version.” Danny remarks and followed by a quiet “Ow”, when Steve hits him.

“Anyway..” you move on. Well when I was allowed to open my eyes, Steve had hid and in front of me was a nerfgun.” And as you say the word nerfgun, everyone groans.

“You’re not serious?” Lou asks and you nod your head at him.

“You two are freaks.” Danny says and Kono and Chin agree. Lou also nodding his head along.

“Moving on!” you interrupt them all “We have a nerfgun hunt around the house. It was fun and a bit childish. And as soon as Steve was out of munition, which always happens to him first, he tackles me to the couch. I head him coming though but miscalculated my shot and…. Well….” You trail off and everyone erupts in laughter.

“Wait with the munition or with the gun?” Lou asks while laughing.

“Kinda both…” you say with a high pitched voice, raising your shoulders and mustering an guilty smile.

Everybody keeps laughing and Danny just concludes with a typical: “That’s why you don’t play with guns in the house.” Which makes them all laugh harder.

But before you can continue, your suspects move and you all get back to the case. But Steve and you are sure that this topic will come up again in the evening.

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[little-miss-dilf-lover]

fem!reader (18+)

bucky barnes is the type of guy that gravitates towards something softer during sex. he's not one for the animalistic and transactional sentiment of doggy, often finding it unfulfilling and loutish. instead, the intimate and tender actions of missionary are something he much prefers.

just you bare back to the sheets, arms and legs lazily enveloped around bucky's hovering body - his lower half nicely slotted between your spread thighs. cock snuggly wedged in you, tip kissing at your cervix.

he's so far inside - your walls melting around his girth, holding him comfortably within the warmth of your sweet, pretty pussy. he's slow with it, the roll of his hips almost non-existent, just keeping himself plunged inside. nothing but a slow and leisure pace. taking his time.

he'd be close to you, almost folding you in half. the tops of his upper thighs pressed up against the underside of your own, elbows anchored either side of your head, carrying his weight. his forehead tucked into the crook of your neck, muttering tender, loving praises into your skin. reassuring his niceties with trails of kisses, tilting your head back further into the pillow to allow him more space to your throat. 

he'd admire the vulnerability of it all. to see your face while he's so deep inside of you. to see your eyes soften and brows twist, features becoming pliant under his enamoured gaze. to see you clamp on your lips when you try to keep it down. none of it would go unappreciated. 

he'd feel so much love for you. so much care in that moment. the way you look up at him, eyes so trusting and full of warmth, fingers mindlessly grazing his scalp - it all sends him to a place of comfort. a place of solace. 

the roll of his hips would remain unrushed, winding into you with no deliberation, no pattern - no purpose other than to feel you. to hold you. his lips on yours, lazily working over them. swallowing each other's sounds, moans muffling against your tongues. 

he'd whisper against your lips, words hoarse and murmured, telling you how beautiful you look - how pretty you sound. praising and complimenting you while he's so fucking you so slow and deep. 

he would temporarily divert his attention elsewhere, trailing a messy line of soft, wet suckles along your jaw and down the other side of your throat. going along your collarbone til he reaches the tops of your tits. he'd pepper the soft, supple skin with kisses, featherlight and weightless, just faint pecks going around - avoiding the nipple. 

his weight would shift, now balancing on his left metal arm, the other sliding down your side to hook behind your arching back, bringing you closer to his face - holding you there. worshipping your tits.

the sounds of hushed moans and wet clicking fill the room, just strangled breaths muffling as he fucks you nice and slow.

#SORRY ANOTHER ONE just need to write him to get him out my system then I’ll be good (lies) #bucky barnes smut #bucky smut #bucky x reader smut #bucky x reader #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes #winter soldier smut

[worldoflis]

Chapters: 6/6 COMPLETE Fandom: Young Royals (TV 2021) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Simon/Wilhelm (Young Royals) Characters: Simon (Young Royals), Wilhelm (Young Royals), Felice (Young Royals), Sara (Young Royals) Additional Tags: fluff and general silliness, Canon Divergence, 5+1 Things, no beta we die like Erik, tiny bit of underage drinking

Summary: Months after the video leaked, Simon and Wilhelm are back together. They've decided to keep it under wraps, however, expertly sneaking around to make sure no one figures it out. Until, of course, they do.

Or: five times everyone remained oblivious of Simon and Wille sneaking around, and one time the tables turned.

A/N: It is done! Only half a week late? I'm sorry... This is the chapter that popped up first in my head, and that then spiralled into this entire fic. And while I've been looking forward to write it, I got very scared of getting it wrong. And then when I finally did get to writing, it turned out to need A LOT more words than I anticipated. And I write slow. So there.

But without further ado, please enjoy the sixth and final chapter of this fic.

Read Chapter 6 on AO3

Start from the beginning

#it is DONE! #young royals #young royals fic #lis writes #fic: they don't know #wilmon #simon eriksson #prince wilhelm #simon x wilhelm #wilhelm x simon

[jayjay-thejet-plane]

this is exactly how this scene went, i know cuz i remember

steddie/steveddie comic (wip)

MWAUH! anyways, heres a smooch in motion😮

[tender, emotional music playing]

#yall lemme kno if my writing id too yuck to read #i’ll provide a transcription por vu #steddie #steveddie #eddie munson #st4 #st4 spoilers #stranger things #steve harrington #fanart #comic #smoooooch #i lied about it being a wip i aint finishing this #welp #jaydraws #steddie fanart

[foldingfittedsheets]

In one misfortunate year I ended up getting into several car accidents. It cemented my general fear and anxiety in cars, because in each case I was either in the car but not driving or driving safely when suddenly something hit me.

One was my ex driving in an unfamiliar city and cutting someone off on accident that resulted in a sideswipe. Another was getting rear ended when I came to a required stop.

The last was when I had a green arrow at an intersection. I turned and was smashed into by someone running a red light, T-boning my little car.

Dazed and in shock I tottered out of the car to behold a crusty older man eating a donut step out of the offending vehicle. A fire truck arrived to block us off from traffic since my car could no longer move under its own power.

“Were you on your way home from work?” The firemen asked me.

I shook my head, struggling to focus on them, “No,” I said vaguely, “I was on my way home from volunteering at the animal shelter.”

In an instant they were closing ranks around me, glaring at the ambivalent donut man who would dare to hit a tiny frail angel who volunteered at the animal shelter. They asked if I needed to get anything out of my car. I did.

“It’s… uh. It’s a little weird though.”

They gestured for me to proceed. I grabbed a bag with snacks and books and filled it with things I couldn’t just leave in my car. Last out I pulled my cutlass.

“Is that a sword?!”

It was. They were instantly like giant puppy dogs, excited and delighted but trying to mind their manners. The bravest said, “Can we…?” I held out the sword. They whooped with delight, unsheathing and marveling at it.

“Why do you have that in your car?”

“I honestly don’t remember, it’s just a fun thing to have at a party now.”

“Is your wrist okay?”

My shock was wearing off and I realized I was cradling my wrist to my chest. “Oh.” I rummaged into my bag and pulled out a wrist brace.

“Wh….why do you already have that?” I was starting to confuse the firemen. I volunteered with cats, had a sword offhand, and kept a wrist brace in my car bag.

“Sometimes I try to hold books in a way that sprains my wrist? So I have this in my car just in case.”

They stared at me. Maybe, like my wife, they assumed it was for masturbation induced injuries. They handed my sword back as the tow truck arrived and thanked me for letting them play with it. They gave donut man one last glare and drove their big truck away.

#ramblies #ffs foibles #story #writing #I ended up not having a witness and there was no cameras so my insurance didn’t back me #I’m willing to bet any of those nice firemen would’ve lied for me if I’d thought to ask