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#ok i'll shut up now and just post this.
clotpolesonly · 2 months
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Blue Lily, Lily Blue ch 15 // Mister Impossible ch 25
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silenthillbunni · 24 days
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me rn
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roger-s-maracas · 2 years
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Credit: Johnny Dewe Mathews
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wexhappyxfew · 1 year
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CHARACTER DYNAMICS ( 2 / ? )
[ in attdc ] : JEANNIE DESCHAMPS + JOSEPH LIEBGOTT
Jeannie looked up from where she was sat against the cold wall of the building, sweat dripping off her forehead, and found another set of eyes already looking towards her own. They were somewhat harsh, a deep, lush brown and they were followed by a broading smirk that glistened in fire light. She took her time in looking away and staring somewhat blankly forward, a mix of contemplation and contempt burrowing it’s way onto her features.
“ You lost?” she heard a voice question and looked up to find the man that had been watching her, now standing over here, hands shoved deep into his fatigue pockets and his face darkened by shadow.
“ Not….lost.” Jeannie said quietly, readjusting herself forward from his face, instead staring out towards the streets which were littered with wounded,” Just…” she couldn’t find the word,” thinking.”
“ Just thinking, huh?” the man said, hastily finding a way to sit himself down beside her - she wasn’t eager to look towards him and make smart talk,” I do a whole lotta that. I could help ya out.” Jeannie could only internally smile and keep herself at bay as she kept her attention forward still.
“ You don’t talk much, do ya?” he asked her and she slowly turned to look towards him and met his gaze again, a warming hint of a smile on her face. There was an instance where his face softened and she saw him for the boy he was. The shaggy strands of hair in his face, youthful expression written across his eyes, the way he sat like a schoolyard boy with his knees up and his slim wrists hanging over them, linked together.
“ Not unless I have reason to.” Jeannie said softly to him, looking between his eyes and the street,” I don’t have much reason to now, I suppose.” The man let a smirk crawl on his face as he nodded his head and looked her way again.
“ Well, at that, you got a name?” he asked her. Jeannie watched his eyes for a moment, before leaning herself fully back against the cold wall and sighing. Her hair seemed soaked with sweat, hanging just above her shoulders and she could feel the nighttime humidity suffocating her.
“ Jeannie.” she said with a nod. The man smirked.
“ Jeannie with the light brown hair?” he said with a smirk and Jeannie quirked a small smile up towards him and shook her head, turning away from him to look towards the street again.
“ Jeannie Deschamps.” she said quietly, tucking lose strands of sweaty hair behind her ears,” Why are you so urgent to know?” Jeannie looked towards him with expectant eyes and found him watching her with his own playful smile that twisted up on his face.
“ You’re sat all alone, in a town practically on fire, with an Airborne company……” he said and Jeannie felt her cheeks warm at his observation a bit as she flicked her eyes away from him and let a smile crawl onto her lips quickly.
“ Right then, what’s yours?” Distract.
“ Joseph Liebgott.” he said and Jeannie smiled softly at his name and nodded.
“ Nice to meet you, Joseph.”
“ Call me Joe, Joseph makes it sound like my mother is talking.” Jeannie smiled at Joe’s words and looked away from him; his gaze was intense she couldn’t deny. But she couldn't help it as she smiled at him, a grin with dimples and teeth all at once spreading across her face. He was smiling, too. Sometimes that's all it took. A smile.
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crescentfool · 9 months
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never in my life did i think i need to makeout with a piece of software so badly but here we are i guess
#lizzy speaks#OK IM BEING OVERDRAMATIC AND I WOULD ELABORATE BUT I NEED TO SLEEP BUT#DO YOU EVER JUST#FUCK !!!!!!#IVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO COME ACROSS A PIEC EOF SOFTWARE#i need to fiddle around with it some more but everything ive seen about it is MIND BLOWING to me#ive been waiting my entire life for this moment i think#i feel like it's funnier if i don't say what the software is. i wanna be mysterious so bad but i cannot shut the fuck up#literally been suffering through notetaking and organization softwares and im like ohh i think i finally found the one#this is the minecraft of sex i think its like wowza i can finally do all those writing projects i want to do#boys (me) don't want girls they want an organized database of notes that they can easily reference at anytime#sorry for being unhinged but like its like past midnight lol im sure i'll wake up in the morning and be like 'what the FUCK were you doing'#BUT!!! i think ill come back to this post to reblog it with like actual shit about the software when i figure out how i want to use it#i think everyone should experience joys in life. and sometimes that joy is having organized notes#bonus points if anyone can figure out what im talking about just from the tags alone i think this software will change my life#it has fucking tag functionality i literally love tags#sorry about the vocabulary but this rivals like. my love of spreadsheets. which are like. a wonderful thing i think but ANYWAY IM RAMBLING#anyways goodnight i wish you all on the dash a very lovely evening i just needed to share this because im so overjoyed right now o7#if you have a software that you really like thats changed you feel free to tell me in the tags or something :) i like learning new things
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tedrailmi · 2 years
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man, it must be tiring being a hackearney hater.
they are probably blocking the tag, but i’m sure they still can see that it is in fact the second most popular ship in the fandom, and that we are, every day, actively posting new content on here, on ao3, etc., and supporting each other like family.
must be tiring to spread all of this hate for nothing; because we’re still here. 
stick and stones may break our bones...
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gothcatboygirl · 6 months
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did my first shotgun tonight
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makerofmadness · 7 months
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When these three showed up I just gasped in absolute joy
(anyway so uh upon breaking the new update in it's genuinely just like. Really really good. and istg the trial reward thing kinda scared me at first but I'm pretty sure just about everything you got from the trials you can buy from the new shop so getting said new shop's currency from the trials basically has the same effect I think except now you get to choose what your reward is so yeah. Also one new thing in the shop is like a jar that's basically the shell-out machine from Splatoon 3 so Yippee I can get stuff from before I started playing the game-)
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leaphia · 9 months
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I just wrote around 1k words for which could be the ending of a possible book 1 of project: thaumaturgy. (I haven't written a single sentence for it since... months) and I'm feeling very emotional right now
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transboykirito · 2 years
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hey guys, just a heads up i might deactivate (probably not) or at least take a break from this blog (way more likely). idk if i will, i’m just feeling way too much right now. my main is @orhideintheclosets if you wanna still follow me (i get it if you don’t wanna, absolutely no pressure!!)
i love you all seriously <3 just... feeling too much. i’m really really sorry
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rexedits · 2 years
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steal-this-album · 2 years
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fifteensjukebox · 4 months
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well. ex bestie seems to have unblocked me. i can't stand being ghosted so i've hit follow but im honestly not sure what i want to happen next,...... i wish i could not need closure......maybe i still want more than closure.....
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That's My Wife - LN
Summary: Lando gets into a new relationship and gets caught in a clip call her his "wife" which earns a stupidly explosive reaction from F1 media and fans online. In an attempt to distract his girlfriend from the negative attention, he tries to get her to try something new.
Literally when I started writing this someone sent in a request asking for something scarily similar so one of us is ahead of the game with each other. But she asked for a stream fic, and this isnt' going to be that so if you're the person who literally just requested then this isn't the request but...scarily similar.
Themes: Smut (unprotected, as usual but like I do not promote it): face-sitting (honestly I'm just throwing a bit of smut in everything because...why tf not?), soft-dom!Lando (he's returned! but did he ever leave?)
I'll shut up now. Enjoy (or don't, maybe you'll hate it)
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Lando just about frolics over to his girlfriend as she stands waiting for him in parc ferme ahead of the podiums since Lando unsurprisingly made it up onto the podium. Though as he nears his team get over excited and nudge her to the side.
"Hey, watch it. That's my wife." Lando jokes not realising Sky managed to pick up on the audio of his words as he gently holds her arms. "Are you ok?"
"I'm good, you did so good!" Y/n beams completely unbothered over being nudged, after all there was no harm meant in it.
"Yeah, celebrations with you later." Lando smirks, and thankfully the camera has moved to Max.
Y/n rolls her eyes before pushing him away using his helmet before he moves to Zak for a celebration.
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The internet and the media had gone feral with Lando's choice of label for his girlfriend. He'd admitted he's only been dating her for about 2 months when he hard launched them on his Instagram.
But now he's calling her his wife.
Between them, it's no big deal. She's not his wife, but he just calls her it because he does. There's no rhyme or reason in his head other than he just loves her a lot and calls her his wife.
To y/n, she just doesn't mind what he wants to call her.
But Lando did make it worse by deciding to drop the ugliest photos of y/n (in her opinion, Lando insisted they were adorable), mainly asleep or candid pictures of her usually looking annoyed or judgemental over something. One was actually a photo of her ignoring Lando "serenading" her, in reality he was just screeching a song at her to the point that Oscar came into the driver's room to see if things were ok. But along side all those photos that she has yet to forgive him for posting, he purposely added fuel to the fire by saying "wifey always looking good even when she's moody or unconscious".
Obviously he was just loving to play the instigator.
"You are so annoying. Look at the comments, you muppet." Y/n groans seeing a lot of shots being made at her about not being good enough for Lando as a girlfriend and certainly not good enough to be his wife.
"They're not my fans."
"Do you want to try telling them that?"
"Next time I'll post about how much I love having you sit on my face and they can-"
"Lando!" Y/n gasps but she's definitely trying not to laugh as she smacks his chest with the sound of her hand hitting him almost making her check that she didn't hit too hard since he's shirtless and the normal t-shirt to soften the smack wasn't there. But he speaks up again moving and stopping her from inspecting his chest.
"They're being ridiculous. That post was to mock them and show them that I don't care what anyone has to say. Because I love you and they can't talk shit and ask every question under the sun. I'll give them the honest answer."
"After a sarcastic answer." Y/n scoffs making him grin at her since she knows him so well that he will be giving sarcastic answers that the media struggle to know if he's serious with or not.
"Well one day if you're lucky you will be my wife, but we have yet to see if I decide I want to propose."
"You cheeky fucker!" Y/n laughs then sighing as she slumps back a little with a fake glare. "Well if you're lucky, I might say yes."
"You'll say yes." Lando scoffs before he goes quiet for a moment and y/n sighs looking at more comments which really aren't very nice. "Actually speaking of sitting on my face-"
"We weren't speaking about that, because it's never happened."
That's true, it's not the first time Lando has spoken about it. He's wanted to try it but as many women do, y/n has the irrational fear that she'll accidentally kill her boyfriend. How the hell would she even live on after that? In fact, if she killed him, what does she say when she has to call the police on herself?
Hi, I just killed my boyfriend after he asked me to sit on his face. Come arrest me.
"It came up. And I'm in the mood... I bet I can tempt you, if you stop overthinking it-again." Lando states managing to hold out his hand and guide her over to straddle his lap with little effort. "You know most guys say it'd be the best way to die."
"For fuck sake, that doesn't make it better Lando." Y/n whines while Lando hums, his mind already made up that he's going to win her over into agreeing to it. He knows she wants to try it, she loves getting head so it's not as if that's an issue.
"Get up, I want you out of all these clothes." Lando states again giving her a hand as she stands up, trying to avoid his gaze as she does as he wants and pulls off his clothes. "We're going to go slow, and I promise. If you don't like it. We stop."
"Ok." Y/n nods knowing that if she told Lando no right now, then he'd not make her go any further.
"Safe word?" Lando questions earning a bit of a smile.
"Jaffa cake."
"Of course." Lando nods before moving to kiss her. "You're going to realise what you've been missing out on."
Eventually she's hovering over him looking nervously down at him while he looks up at her waiting for her to finally let him smother himself in between the glory of her thighs.
"You can't stay up there forever."
"What if you can't breathe?"
"Then you're doing it right. Now can you sit on my face?"
Y/n isn't impressed by his dismissal but she does finally lower herself down over his head, letting out a long breath as she does so. Though she's not exactly placing her full weight down on him. Not till his hands pulling her thighs down and the feeling of his mouth on her earns an immediately makes a shiver of pleasure ripple down her spine.
"Fuck." Y/n whispers feeling Lando mouth borderline attacking her in the best way possible.
Her hand reaches to the back of the sofa for some stability since they didn't move from the living room. She does somewhat grind down on him, trying not to be too harsh in doing it but the moan of the man underneath her is definitely a noise of pleasure she's very familiar with.
The pressure on her clit and the wet precise movement of his tongue, he knows her body too well for her to be able to contain the feeling of completely euphoria.
It takes less time than usual for her to completely fall apart and in the aftershocks making her body shudder afterwards, Lando sits up with ease. Her body flying back onto the sofa as he makes the smoothest move he's ever pulled with her.
"How was that, baby?" Lando asks making her look at him with sort of glazed eyes before he removed her legs from where they'd ended up on his shoulders and closing the space to kiss her. "Would you do it again?"
"Yes. Next time I say no just don't let me talk."
"Noted." Lando laughs before he sighs managing to pull her back over so she's straddling his stomach, the throbbing of her pussy felt on his stomach making him groan. "No, baby. I gotta get inside you if you're going to feel like that on me. Please."
Usually he'd give her a bit more recovery time since the woman is sensitive, especially when he just got her to try something new. But the feeling of her pussy against him just throbbing and twitching from her own orgasm.
Less recovery time means she'll probably be squirting all over him in minutes, but he's willing to exhaust her if it means he can get inside her quicker.
Her rolls them over so she's under him, finally getting his shorts off before he pushes into her, the twitching and pulsing around him honestly making him have to take a moment to restrain himself from a more feral side appearing. Holding back, he takes a steady breath.
"Are you ok?" He asks making her nod.
"Baby, move. Please. I need you." Y/n whimpers sounding desperate for some more relief.
When he moves they're both working to meet their high along with try to help the other along. The high, as expected hits faster for y/n and she orgasms around him with only seconds of warning for him. Not that he's quite there, even if he's close.
Y/n does everything, even in her slightly dazed and out of it state, to pull him along and when he finally cums he's feeling a little out of it took.
Y/n does sort of cuddle into him once he's cleaned up and given her the tentative aftercare she's sort of become accustom to with him.
"See, tell me this isn't wife life." Lando chuckles as she whines nuzzling further into him. Her body crying for rest and recuperation.
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"So Lando, you've teased it for weeks. Are you married?" Jenson asks as Lando sits in the pre-race show.
"No-Wife, come here. You can tell them." Lando laughs since y/n is with the McLaren group awaiting Lando to finish his part in this.
Her eyes widen and she shakes her head making both Lando and Jenson laugh a little.
"It's ok, Jenson isn't going to hurt you for stepping in frame." Lando laughs holding out his hand and that's what leaves her stepping in. "Y/n will tell everyone why I call her."
"Come on then, y/n Tell us the truth."
"Because he feels like it." Y/n admits with shrug. "We're not like engaged or married. It's just he started calling me wife and it stuck. He even jokes that he just might propose one day."
"Might? Lando, shame on you." Jenson chuckles shaking his head.
"We're young. There's time." Lando grins while hugging y/n back against him between his legs since he's sitting on one of the stools while y/n is standing in front of him facing away from him as she speaks to Jenson.
Really Lando thinks that this woman is going to be his wife, and he thinks that they sort of already act like husband and wife most of the time. They've settled into a perfect dynamic in his head, a dynamic that he thinks could only progress into real marriage and a family together.
"So at some point while still not engaged or married will you return the favour and casually call him husband?"
"I'l...have to think about it. Maybe." Y/n smiles clearly mocking him a little.
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l13 · 10 months
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currently OBSESSED with your blog. Everything you post is FIRE. HEAR ME OUT, ok, imagine being like hella subby/timid and Miguel LOVES it but is also trying to help you use your voice, say what you want, GET YOU TO TAKE CHARGE A LIL and your all shy and cute and it just makes him want to fuck you THAT MUCH HARDER
nsfw mdni!!
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you're absolutely right anon, he'd love it and he'd also tease you RELENTLESSLY about it- taking advantage of the fact that you wouldn't speak up, so desperately trying to help you achieve the opposite- to be open with him and not feel the need to hide anything from him,
he'd always say shit like "R'you tired, baby? Already?" as if this wasn't the third time he was fucking you, and you'd just mewl in reply, turning your head to bury your face deeper in your pillow
one night you end up with your back against the mattress, moaning and whimpering at the way Miguel eats you out like a starved man- groaning into your pussy as he licks everything you have to offer, lapping quickly at your folds.
you can feel you're close as you arch your back, unconsciously moving further away from him- and he grabs your thighs to pull you closer, clicking his tongue, "Oh baby.. Can't handle what I give you?"
you huff, "I can." and he just chuckles, his chin glistening, "Really."
"Then tell me what you want- I'll stop if you don't." he's thrown that one phrase in a LOT, always 'threatening' to stop making you feel good in order for you to speak up more- but you'd never budged and he in turn wouldn't stop either, because he couldn't. This time, though, he actually keeps his promise when you don't reply to him, and you're baffled as you watch him walk out of the room, leaving you panting on the bed.
you were so close to cumming, and he just left you there. You get up quickly to follow him out the room, rolling your eyes when you see him casually sitting on the couch, legs spread and all, and you come to stand right in front of him, blocking his view of the tv. His eyes betray him as always, and you try not to squirm at the way he stares at your body, licking his lips as he eyes you up and down,
"Something you need, querida?"
you've never actually asked Miguel for anything- only replying with small 'yes's whenever he'd ask you if you wanted more- if you wanted him to do this or that.
"I want your mouth on my pussy," you ignore the way your voice trembles as you talk, stubbornly standing your ground. Miguel grins, tongue running over his fangs before he scoots over, "Lay back,"
"No."
"No?"
"You lay back. I wanna sit on your face." the way his eyebrows shoot up is almost comical, but then he's groaning, grabbing your thighs and pulling you towards him, and you gasp as you situate yourself in his lap clumsily. He kisses you hard- tongue rolling over your own, as you begin to grind your hips on him, loving the way his boxers feel against your bare pussy.
You run your hand up to rub at his pecs before you're pushing him down, and he chuckles breathlessly as he falls back, "Kitty finally got claws, huh?"
For some reason that pisses you off even more because you murmur, "Shut up," then you're suddenly climbing over his chest, hovering right above his mouth, and he can't keep his eyes off your pretty pussy- practically drooling at the sight,
after that it's like everything's changed- seeing miguel beg, hearing him whine for your pussy like you always do for his cock, changed how you viewed sex in general- and now you're the one asking to go for a second- third round, and he's the one laying down on the bed, sweat running down his temple as he pants hard, "Just give me a second baby, shit-" but you don't listen to him- too cockdrunk to do so- so you just straddle him again, taking his cock in your hands, loving the way he jumps from how overstimulated he is,
He grunts from underneath you, his hands squeezing your hips as he throws his head back in exasperation when you slip his cock back inside you, "h my Godddd, this pussy's too tight- I can't-"
and you pout at him, "What's the matter, baby? Can't handle what I give you?" and right at that moment, Miguel thinks he's created a monster
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think this got way off topic, no? so sorry if it did
also thank you so much for your kind words 🥹 <3333
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aterlupus · 2 years
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send me  ☕️ for a mini playlist of our muses
Together:
Flower Dance by DJ Okawari
Two Lonely People by Amer Hussein
Venger by Perturbator
Battle Theme:
Revolt from the ABYSS by Noah
Gaius vs Lovek (i.e. Lovek Boss Fight):
M19 + M20  by Yuki Kajiura from the Kara no Kyoukai Soundtrack Episode 3
Lovek vs Gaius (i.e. Gaius Boss Fight):
Ultima by Masayoshi Soken (Is this cheating? Yeah probably. If Gaius didn't want me to use this as his boss song then it shouldn't have been so good.)
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