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angelltheninth · 8 months

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How would the TWST dorm leaders react to their girlfriend wearing a piece of clothing that turns them on? And what would it be?

The last part of this ask got me real stumped cause honestly? I have no idea what's sexy so I'm winging it.

Pairing: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, lingerie, grinding, desk sex, keeping clothes as a souvenir, teasing, making out, getting pinned, rough sex, jealousy, possessiveness, marking, creampie

A/N: I wrote this and I still have no idea what counts as sexy clothing. I guess ties and suits for me idk.

RIDDLE + STRAPLESS BRA

He only sees it when you're behind closed doors of course but he knows you're wearing it under your uniform all day. It's so damn easy for him to push it down when you're alone and have free access to your breasts, pushing his head against them, his breath tickling your nipples as he pushes his cock in and out of you.

LEONA + MINI-SKIRT

It means that all he has to do is hike the skirt up and move your panties to the side to fuck you. One less article of clothing in his way, not to mention everyone can see the marks on your thighs left by him, how you're claimed by him in multiple places. He can also take off your panties completely, use them to clean you up and pocket them, telling you to come an collect them in his bedroom after class.

AZUL + STOCKINS

There are so many things he can do. Snap the elastic band against your skin, tear them off, push his fingers underneath the smooth material to hold your legs apart. He wasn't expecting you to wear them today, it's a nice but distracting surprise that he will be sure to take full advantage of and revel in as his cock splits your cunt open on his desk.

KALIM + OPEN SHIRT

No way are you wearing that out in the open. Although he's not usually the possessive or jealous type he won't have his girlfriends tits gawked at. He originally only planned to button you up bit it quickly turned to him pushing his leg between your thighs, his tongue silencing your gasps as his hands pinched and rolled your nipples before soothing them with kisses.

VIL + HEELS

Since he wears them too he knows just how well heels can highlight ones features. Yours are practically on full display, he likes that in private but can't take when others approach you in hopes of flirting. He pushes you into the first empty classroom there is and bends you over the desk. His pace is uncharacteristically rough but with your heels he can easily put you at the right angle for maximum pleasure.

IDIA + THIGTS

Being someone who wears mainly baggy clothes anything that's a contrast would draw his eyes. It frustrates him that it takes him a while to strip you out of them, especially when he's so fucking horny but it makes it all the more rewarding when he pushes them down your thighs along with your panties and begins to thrust into you, letting all that frustration out.

MALLEUS + FORMAL DRESS

Just a dress, just a dance, that's all it was supposed to be. Not when he sees you, how sexy you look, how many eyes you attract. Eyes that aren't his. He doesn't have the restraint to wait until you're at the dorms, he pins you in the empty hallway and leaves scratches across your bare back and cum trailing down your legs from how full your cunt is when he's done with you.

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blues824 · 2 years

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Imagine Floyd leetch with a female inosuke from demon slayer

Him finally having a person who is more wild than him and who can't say one name correct except their own

I can imagine a scenario where her squishes her to thigt a brakes a rib and her refusing to go to the nurse because they are not weak because if they are weak why can she do this cackling like a maniac

How would he react to seeing her face for the first time

Another one of the demon slayer themed requests! Love this one!

When he first met you, he noticed how you managed to butcher everyone’s names, and that’s similar to what he does when he gives sea-themed nicknames (he calls you Blue Pointer since you remind him of a Great White Shark). He found it interesting how you picked a fight with nearly everyone.

He also likes how you are very chaotic all the time. He found his long-lost triplet! He will constantly try to cling to you, but you always take it as an invitation to fight. Everyone is annoyed by you, but it doesn’t bother you.

He doesn’t like how you are very short-tempered. You also like to be very loud and go all-in without giving a second thought towards anything. That is one of the few places where you both are very different. He tends to be a bit sneakier.

He does appreciate that you don’t know a lot about typical human interaction, since you both were not raised by humans. You both learn how to socialize normally, and it’s a journey you both travel together.

After hanging out with Floyd for a while, you get used to his squeezing and even have squeezing competitions to see who can make the other stop breathing and tap out first. Everyone was grateful that you were both focusing each other’s attention on the other rather than anyone and everyone else.

One time, he squeezed you so tight that he broke one of your ribs but you didn’t tap out until he noticed the snap. He quickly let you go and hoisted you into his arms, bridal-style. You were trying to wrestle out of his arms and yell that you didn’t need to go to the nurse and that you weren’t weak, but it didn’t work.

From then on, everytime he sees you he apologizes while squeezing you a lot less hard. He will let you win at the squeezing competitions because he doesn’t want to break another one of your ribs. You yell at him that you can take it and to not think you are weak, but he doesn’t listen to you.

As for your abilities, I would say he finds your enhanced flexibility the most intriguing. He himself is very flexible since he’s an eel, but you are a human and he didn’t know humans could do that. He saw you when you were warming up for P.E. and you bent backwards until your head was between your feet. He ran up to you and started shooting questions at you until you got mad and chased him.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #twst floyd leech #twst floyd #fem reader #female reader

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the-life-is-rubbish · 1 month

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Yuki posted on instagram and i have thoughts

NUMBER FIRST:

WHO GAVE HIM THE RIGHT TO BE SO FUKING GORGEOUS?????

AMAZING SHOWSTOPPING NEVER SEEING NEVER DONE BEFORE

HE IS SIMPLY HANDSOME

AND DON'T LET ME STAR WITH

HIS NECK LOOKS SO GOOD AND THE LITTLE MOLE THERE?? YOU KIDDING ME??? IMAGINE ALL THE FIC OPPORTUNITIES

I know i have something for Yuki's skin BUT HAVE YOU LOOK AT IT???? SO SILKY AND SMOOTH IT SHOULD FEEL SO SOFT AT TOUCH

for now this is it... for this

NUMBER SECOND:

HIS ALMOST HAIRLESS LEGS

AND HE IS WEARING VANS???

I know I'm just a Victorian man BUT I CAN'T STOP LOOKING AT HIS THIGTS YUKI'S THIGTS ARE MY WEAKNESSES

IF GOD LOVES ME THEY WILL FIND THE WAY TO MAKE YUKI'S THIGTS END ME

AND

THIS IS 'DEAD WIFE OF THE ACTION MOVIE PROTAGONIST' SHOT

YOU CAN'T TELL ME IS NOT

i have so many things to say but my english is rough and the 90% of thos things are screams

either way i will still talking about this later

#yuki tsunoda #formula 1 #yukierre #i do have more things to say #but this was my thirst post #yuki made me bi

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marihoneywk · 10 months

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Duty and Flames

Ser Criston Cole x targaryen original female character

Summary:

Daenys Velaryon, oldest daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and, allegedly, Ser Laenor Velaryon.

Hair white like moon, eyes bright like the sun. Many say that she’s the copy of her mother in her younger years, with an ethereal beauty and a kind but wild soul.

After six years in Dragonstone, Rhaenyra and her family have to travel back to Kings Landing to secure Lucerys position as heir to Driftmark. What happens when the chaotic members of the Targaryen family reunite again and a particular Lord Commander of the Kingsguard takes a more dark interest in the sweet Daenys?

Chapter 2 - Books and other temptations

Right after the confrontation with Aemond in the training yard, Daenys and the boys decided to go back inside and avoid more drama.

Luke and Jace went for their chambers and Daenys went to hers, and took a long bath, scrubbing the smell of dragon that still remained in her skin.

Being born without a cracked egg, Daenys had no dragon during her childhood. However, in opposition to Aemond, Daenys never felt inferior for not having a dragon. She recognized her targaryen features and knew her time would come, feeling in her soul that somewhere in Westeros a dragon existed for her and only her to claim. Her parents were also her biggest supporters, always telling her that even without a dragon, they could feel a power in Daenys that only dragonriders had.

At the age of seven, Daenys and her family visited her grandparents in Driftmark. On their way back, Laenor claimed it would be nice to change their route a little, so that the family could pass through Dragonstone, and the children could see for the first time the castle that their ancestors build.

As soon as they set foot in Dragonstone, Daenys saw a silver shade resting calmly on the mountains and in that moment she knew. That was her destiny.

Daenys claimed Silverwing without a fight, as the dragon simply accepted her new rider. She touched her scales and felt a rough but at same time soft feeling. Sitting with bare legs on Silverwing wounded Daenys’s thigts but was the most comfortable pain that she ever felt. The scars that still remained in the inside part of her legs, were the memory of a moment where Daenys felt like the most important targaryen in the world. Especially as her family was sitting on the grass, and watched proudly as their girl flew flawlessly in the skies.

It was now supper time and Daenys was walking to Rhaenyra and Daemon’s apartments, so they all could eat together.

After her bath, her maids had dressed her in a grey gown, with long sleeves and an off the shoulders neckline. It was plain with only a golden belt that had one dragon figure in which side of her waist.

She had left her hair free down her back and wore gold earrings with a blue stone that highlighted her light eyes.

While walking up the stairs, Daenys heard steps right behind her and suddenly a hand touched her right shoulder.

She turned and saw a pair of brown eyes looking straight into her soul.

"Sorry princess, I mistook you for your mother. From the back, the two of you are indistinguishable." Alicent apologized, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

Daenys wondered what Alicent could want to talk to her mother about, to be willing to approach her so casually, touching her presumed shoulder in the halls of the keep.

“It’s no matter your Grace. People tell us all the time how similar we are.” Daenys gave a tight smile to the Queen, shifting her vision to the man who accompanied her.

Ser Cole quickly avoided her gaze, keeping his eyes straight to the wall on her side. Daenys frowned but ignored him, continuing to talk to Alicent.

“Six years changed you so much Daenys. You are a woman already.” Said the Queen as she studied her features. “ Have Daemon and Rhaenyra discussed your future betrothal yet? With your beauty and you being the heir to the throne, there must an infinite number of Lords who would want to marry you.” Ser Cole looked to Alicent with an inquisitive look and then finally brought his eyes to Daenys, curious to hear the answer.

Daenys shifted uncomfortably her legs thinking how much she would like to leave the Queen speaking to her self.

“Hm, well, my mother and Daemon are not really worried about me marrying yet. As the heir to the throne, I must choose the right man who would not only support me as his queen, but would also be perfect as a king consort. Therefore, making quick decisions on important matters like this, may not be the right way to go my Queen."

“That’s true, a shame my Aegon already has a wife, or it be a great a oportunity for you to wed a man like him." Alicent ran a hand through Daenys's hair, and then walked out of the hall, back the way she'd come with Ser Cole right behind her.

Daenys stood in her place absorbing Alicent’s words.

Aegon's wife was actually Alicent's own daughter, Helaena. Her claiming that their marriage was a shame made Daenys uncomfortable, as Alicent was the one who proposed the idea of marrying off her two children.

And long before that, while Daenys was still living in the castle, her mother Rhaenyra suggested marrying Helaena to Jacaerys, and the Queen refused. So why was she interested in the idea of joining the family now?

Even if Aegon wasn't married, Daenys would still refuse the proposal. She would rather die without a husband than marry an idiot like Aegon, as much as she had adored him as a child.

Daenys left her thoughts behind and continued to head to Rhaenyra and Daemon's apartments, as she had been doing before Alicent interrupted her.

Ser Erryk was in front of the door to the chambers, addressing her before she entered.

"Princess"

"Ser Erryk." He was one of her favorite guards, always cracking little jokes to Daenys when they were in more casual gatherings. She gave him a soft smile and walked into the room.

The chambers were exactly as Daenys remembered. Exuding a feeling of warmth and smelling of her mother's perfume. It almost felt like Rhaenyra hadn't been away for six years.

Her family was already seated at the table together, Daenys clearly was the last one to arrive.

"Almost arrived at time for breakfast." Daemon joked.

"I'm sorry father. The Queen stopped to talk to me on my way here." Daenys apologized as she sat in the empty chair next to Joffrey.

Her response immedeatly got a more attentive look from her parents.

"What did Alicent want from you?" Her mother asked looking already disstred with the thought of Alicent having casual conversations with her children.

"She mistook my figure for yours, and then asked of your plans for my future betrothal. I said you weren't concerned for now and then she proceed to comment how nice it would be for me to marry Aegon if he wasn't already married to Helaena." Daenys focused on cutting her meat, avoinding looking at Daemon's face while she was mencioning Alicent and Aegon.

Being her father sincer ever, but only being in her life for the last few years, Daemon was an overprotective man who would rather die than let his daughter share life with a half-Hightower boy.

Daemon and Daenys' relationship started out awkward, as the girl was greatly shaken by the death of her presumed father, Laenor Velaryon. She and Daemon only shared basic conversation and almost no physical contact, but within a few months their relationship had evolved into a strong, loving father-daughter bond. They flew together daily on Caraxes and Silverwing and liked to read old books in Dragonstone's library, discussing their favourite stories.

Daenys could not publicly refer to Daemon as her father, simply calling him by his name in open spaces or when other people were around, otherwise she would be admitting to being a bastard. With her brothers's situation, she didn't want to make the rumors worse.

“That cunt is already plotting some scheme with her corpse of a father, I can feel it.” Daemon dropped his fork roughly at the table, scaring little Joffrey who jumped at the noise.

“I’m sure it was nothing father, there’s no need to be so angry already.”

Her mother only starred at her in silence. She obviously wasn’t fine with Alicent suggesting such things to her daughter, but she also didn’t want to instigate more anger into Daemon when all that had happened was a simple conversation.

“If she comes to speak to me about this again, I’ll tell you ok? Now let’s change the subject and eat our food peacefully.” Daenys tried to clear the air, not wanting her first supper in the Red Keep to be eaten in a tense environment.

Daemon nodded at her, deciding to leave the topic behind for now, and Joffrey, sensing a more calm mood on his stepfather, started describing his first day in keep, speaking excitedly about the new toys he found in his room.

The rest of the supper went smoothly. Jace, Luke and Daenys laughed and talked about their plans for the next day, and Daemon and Rhaenyra chuckled at Joffrey’s distaste for the carrots in his meal, who was secretly putting them Jacaerys’s plate.

Daenys’s maids had already brushed her hair and dressed her in her sleeping gown, however, the girl was not feeling sleepy. Even if the majority of the people in the Red Keep were in bed by now, it was not that late, so she decided to go the library and pick up a book.

Putting her dark red robe and slippers on, she left her room, telling her guard, Ser Lyonel Bentley, where’s she was going. He stepped up to go with her, but the girl assure him it would be a short trip, since she was only picking up a book and coming back to her chambers to read it.

Daenys made her way to library, not being used to the silence that the keep hold at night.

Entering the library brought back old memories of her studying at the tables with her Septa. The uncomfortable position in the chair and the scolding of the old woman that always noticed when Daenys wasn't listening.

She chose an old book that she had read before and, without thinking about what she had said to Ser Bentley, Daenys sat down in the armchair closest to the burning fireplace and placed her feet on the small table in front of her.

A few minutes had passed and in the middle of reading her book, Daenys heard someone enter the library. She noticed the clatter of an armor, so she immediately assumed it was Ser Bentley looking for her.

“I’m so sorry Ser Bentley, I-“ When she looked at her side, it wasn´t her guard who was looking at her but Ser Criston Cole.

She was surprised by his presence but didn't shift her position in the chair to address him.

“Ser Criston, I wasn’t expecting you.” Daenys said, ignoring his presence and turning her eyes to the book again.

“A bit late to be in the library, don’t you agree princess?”

Ser Cole was leaving Alicent’s chambers, changing with the guard in charge of the night shift, when he noticed that the door to the library was open.

When he entered he didn’t expect to find Rhaenyra’s daughter seating comfortably in an armchair reading a book.

Due to her feet being rested lazily on a table, her robe and nightgown had ridden up, showing her bare legs almost to the knee.

Ser Criston tried to avoid moving his gaze, but a blue bruise below her right knee stole his attention. He couldn’t pretend to feel indifferent to the dark color against her pale legs. Her skin looked so appealing under the candle lights, just like he had imagined it.

He was in a trance. A dangerous and forbidden trance that Daenys hadn’t notice since was still glaring at her book.

“I don’t think that concerns you Ser Criston. What I do in my night time is my concern only.” She flipped her page, changing her position in the chair.

When she moved, her vestings went higher, showing a little of her thigh, but the princess remained focused on her reading without feeling the cold air on her skin, as she was sitting next to a fireplace.

Ser Criston breathed loudly, feeling hot under his armor. So hot he could melt. Not even the dornish sun could make him sweat like this.

He subconsciously imagined his hand touching her leg, tracing a slow path that started in her feet and ended in her thigh. Her thigh was the maximum that his imagination could handle at the moment, but inside of him he already knew he wanted his hand to go further than that. To touch a place that nobody had that touched yet. A place that would make him burn.

“Are you just going to stand there?” Daenys finally looked up from her book and Criston woke up from his dangerous trance.

“Hm.. well princess.. I… I just came to library to see if somebody was inside.” His forehead was glowing with sweat. He felt like Daenys read all of his thoughts the moment she interrupted him, even if in fact, she had no clue of them.

“Well, here I am, so you can leave now Ser.” Daenys just starred at him, wanting to be left alone.

Ser Criston turned his back on her, accepting this chance to leave and quickly started making his way out of the library, needing to be out of his heated armor as fast as possible.

Before he could reach the door Daenys spoke.

“Ser Criston, actually I want you to escort me back to my chambers. I’m tired of this book.”

Next Chapter:

#ser criston cole #criston cole x you #criston cole x reader #criston cole x oc #house of the dragon

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mambo68 · 1 year

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Woman legs.

#Street Photography #street fashion #streetlife #womanlegs #pantyhose #thigts

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yasminm00re · 2 years

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I'll wait for You, messege me💌

#only fans #sexy curves #cute #sexycute #egirl noods #noods for sale #dm for noods #curvy #curvy body #gothcore #latina #thicc girls #thigts #thicc ass #waifu #anime gf

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theballadofmars · 1 year

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My hyperfixation with crazy ex girlfriend only grows stronger with time, so have a little animatic of Pei Ming sining "Let's have intercourse" to get between his bro's thigts.

It ain't much but is an honest work!!! Also, is the first time I draw pm and like the result.

PART 1 -> [PART 2]

#pei ming #tgcf #heaven's official blessing #shi wudu #peishui

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uwzglednienie · 2 months

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i need skinnier thights . I have muscles but i need the lost weight on my thigts . any tipis 🤧🤧

#ana trigger #anor3c1a #anorexcya #anorexigenic #będę motylkiem #jestem motylkiem #lekkie motylki #motylki any #motylki blog #tw disordered eating

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akuma-musume · 7 months

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Aaah I wanna be held thigt.

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the---hermit · 1 year

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Cinnamon rolls

I normally don't really post recepies of what I bake and cook, I think in the past I only shared my lavender lemonade, but @crescentstudies asked me under a post, and I though someone else might be interested so here it is.

Mind that I have a tendency to eyeball the quantities of ingredients when I cook so this is more of a guideline than anything. Also here's the link to the first recepie I started to follow when I learned how to bake cinnamon rolls so the basics came from there.

Ingredients:

620 g of flour

50 g of sugar

yeast (the type I get is divided in pre-measured packs that I believe are around 7g more or less, it's the same I use for pizza or bread)

a generous pinch of salt

one egg

80 g of butter

120 g of water

120 g of milk

As with the majority of things I bake I mix dry and wet ingredients separately, in this particular recepie I melt the butter so things are bit faster and easier (just wait for it to be at room temperature before adding it to the rest of the wet ingredients, because you don't want the heat of the butter to cook part of the egg while you mix). After I have my two mixtures I combine and as soon as I form a dough I put it to rest. For this kind of recepie I like to let the dough rise in the oven with just the light on, so I am sure the temperature is stable (you can cover it with plastic wrap, that helps too). I don't really put a timer on, I'd say I leave it to rest for an hour more or less. At this point I roll the dough out in a rectangular shape, again I totally eyeball it, I just try to have it evenly spread out. After I did this I melt a bit more butter that I then spread on the dough (and also on the bottom of the baking dish I'll use). Then I spread on the butter (both on the dough and on the bottom of the dish) a mixture of sugar and cinnamon, I again eyeball the measures, I would say start with 100 g of sugar, add cinnamon and mix until it has evenly browned the sugar, and then if you need a bit more just adjust, you'll figure things as you go. Once I have this done I roll the dough as evenly and thigt as I can on the longer side of the rectangle. Once I have the dough rolled out I cut it into pieces, to make sure the rolls are more or less of the same size I like to cut the dough in half and then each half in half and so on. Depending on how big you want your rolls to be you can create either 12 or 16 rolls. I prefer to make 16, but it's totally up to you. At this point I place them in the baking dish, and I let the rolls rest and rise again for at least one hour, this is the stage in which they get much bigger. I sometimes let them rest for even one hour and a half or two hours, but in general I like to let what I bake rise a lot before baking, as that tends to make everything a little les harsh on the stomach. Once the rolls have rested I cook them for more or less half an hour in a pre-heated oven at 180°C. Each oven cooks things much differently so I'd advise to keep an eye out and use a stick to check if the rolls have cooked before taking them out of the oven.

And that's it! These are best when freshly made, as they tend to get a bit harder in the days after, to avoid that I would recommend deviding them as you plan to eat them. This way the sides that are connceted will stay a bit softer. Not that they will last long, because believe me these are really good and they will disappear in not time. If you end up making them let me know!! I hope I was clear enough in explaining everything, and although I know it'd be better to have clearer mesurments, once you get used to baking you'll see that eyeballing things is much easier.

#recepie #cinnamon rolls #cinnamon rolls recepie #cooking #baking #baking recepie #baked goods #hobbitcore #cottagecore #mine #the---hermit

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