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[ruairimacarthy]

― SETTING: blue harbor pride ! ― AVAILABILITY: closed starter for jasper finch ! ( @fromharbor )

If his anxiety had been a bit higher, Ruairi imagined all of the hustle and bustle of the Pride celebration would have made him want to hide in the nearest corner for the rest of his natural life simply to get a reprieve. Thankfully, he was enjoying himself— any anxiety he might’ve felt was soothed by the presence of a great many friends he’d managed to run into throughout the day and he imagined ( or at least hoped ) that his streak of good luck would continue. It seemed keen on doing just that as Ruairi caught sight of Jasper— a fondness settling warmly in his chest as he approached them, making a point to step into their field of vision and raise his hand in a cheerful wave rather than stepping up behind them or touching them without permission. He paused, distracted for a long moment by their eye makeup and the delightfully soft shade of their eyes in the afternoon light. Ruairi cleared his throat and smiled, “You’re a sight for sore eyes! Are you busy?” He asked, glancing around in an attempt to gauge whether or not he’d be stealing Jasper away from someone if he tried to get their attention. “I was thinkin’ if you weren’t we could take a break together? If you want to, obviously, I don’t want you to feel obligated.” Christ, why was he so flustered? It wasn’t as if Jasper was going to laugh in his face for even asking and Ruairi forced himself to relax as he waited for the librarian to respond.

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

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[kellyscowboy]

hi i’m v sorry for requesting/interacting

but can i maybe have a (livesies) javey story? just like some sweet wholesome thing idk.

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[lcxstsouls]

closed event starter | @rainbowmuses​ | carmilla

“any chance you’ve also discovered powers you didn’t know you had?” ikaris was trying his hardest to not lose control. he was laying as low as possible, trying not to put anyone in harms way because of him. 

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[ruairimacarthy]

» the pour house. with @dailydanielchoi !

When his brother had informed him he’d bought The Pour House, Ruairi had been unerringly supportive. It meant that he split time between O’Shea’s and his brother’s bar more often than not and definitely refused to mention his split loyalty to Leon or Cal but that was neither here nor there as far as he was concerned. When he had free time he often found himself checking in on the bar if only because it meant he could check in on his brother at the same time— provided the older Macarthy wasn’t galavanting around town for once (a rarer thing than Ruairi liked, if he was being honest with himself). He’d expected to see his brother working on some miscellaneous project or another as he stepped inside— it was still early and the only patrons in the bar were a handful of old timers he was beginning to recognize the more he came in to bother Cal. Instead, he found a man who looked vaguely familiar and stalled for a brief second before he found a stool at the bar and offered him a lazy wave in greeting. “Hey, mate— boss man not in right now?” Ruairi asked, raising an eyebrow curiously. “You new? Or just helping Cal out? I think it’s about fifty-fifty sometimes but he won’t tell me if I’m right about that.”

[astoldbyfolkslore]

She sees him. The Hoshidan prince that she nursed to health back in the villa. One of the lead members of the Hoshidan platoon that she was assigned to end, and ultimately failed in doing so.

Hours ago, Flora would have let panic overcome her and dive off in the opposite direction. But her previous talk with Princess Camilla lets logic take over. The Nohrian nobles...at least the ones she has encountered tonight, do not see her as a traitor. Although Hoshido should find a Nohrian such as herself as even more hostile...

She has to try. One life has already been discarded. Perhaps in this second one, she can seek pardon from those she betrayed.

"Lord Takumi," Flora closes her eyes upon entering the prince's presence. "If...there is anything I may do to improve your experience tonight, please allow me to serve."

"And...please accept my portion of tonight's brooch exchange," Flora slips off a string of pearls and holds it out for Takumi. She is getting rather used to giving these out...though giving is all she was taught to do as a maid.

A soft yawn escaped from his lips, quick to attempt to reenergize himself by .. drinking some of his beverage. A small hum of contentment escaping from his lips, it was definitely different from what he was use to, that’s for certain.

Looking at her, a small glare was present upon his face. Before softly sighing, adverting his gaze elsewhere for a moment, play nice .. he needed to remind himself. Despite the feelings that were quelling within his body. The … slight anger, for the time being, he needed to .. quell it and be somewhat civil.

Before words could properly escape, he was taken aback by her sudden act, confusion written on his face. Staring slightly like a deer in the headlights, would he calm himself and .. attempt to properly respond.

“ Err .. thank you ? “ Blinking in surprise for a moment, before taking the string of pearls, before slipping them into the safety of the pocket, moving to take off his teardrop, holding it out to Flora in exchange. “ If that’s the case, then .. I believe I owe you mine in return? Not just that, but .. for .. coming in my time of aid, g .. granted, this doesn’t make up for much, but I’ll try to .. make it more grander. When I have a proper chance. “

Saying such, while trying to act somewhat nonchalant, turning his head off to the side—adverting his gaze elsewhere.

[kellyscowboy]

the loyal mutual <3

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[lcxstsouls]

winter market starter | brianna | @irongcld​

ikaris was admiring one of the stage performers, swaying along to the music gently. “am i the only one envious of someone who can sing like that?” he asked the woman next to him. “i can honestly say that i don’t think anyone should want to hear me open my mouth and try to sing,” he laughed. 

[ruairimacarthy]

» closed starter for calahan macarthy ! ( @fromharbor ) » ruairi's apartment, late afternoon !

"Uncle Cal!" Fionn's voice was bright behind him as Ruairi opened the door for his brother and nearly tripped over his son in his haste to get out of the way as the youngest Macarthy in the room barreled forward to hug his brother around the waist. "Fucking Christ," Ruairi blurted, his voice pitching higher for a moment before he covered his mouth with one hand, rolled his eyes and flashed his brother an apologetic look for his outburst before he ran his fingers through Fionn's hair to draw the boy's attention and raised an eyebrow the moment his son looked at him― auburn hair tumbling into his eyes. "You're a wee bit bigger than you think you are, lad, be a bit more careful, hey? You're not in trouble but look around a bit more before you go chargin' in, okay?" He said softly, earning a sheepish smile from the boy. "I get it, Da― I'm sorry." Ruairi returned the smile in short order and patted the boy's back before he glanced at Cal, "Fancy seein' ya here, stranger― we're gonna forget what'cha look like if you keep spending all your time 'round the pub." He was teasing in the utmost as he stepped back to allow the older man space to enter his home. "It's a bit of a mess in here― I've been workin' on something and haven't had a whole lot of time to clean. Mam would be ashamed," he said with a dramatic sigh as he nudged a few of Fionn's toys out of the way with his foot. "How've you been, anyhow? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages."

[botanicalsword]

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Mars in Aries - Prefers independent, outgoing, proactive, and straightforward people

Mars in Taurus - Likes practical, hardworking, financially stable, responsible, and dependable types

Mars in Gemini - Enjoys good communication skills, a sense of humor, exploring new things, and interacting with others

Mars in Cancer - Appreciates caring, gentle, considerate, and emotionally nurturing people

Mars in Leo - Is attracted to those who possess overall strength, leadership abilities, generosity, confidence, and strong capabilities

Mars in Virgo - Prefers those who are low-key, good at planning, skilled in communication, detail-oriented, and neat and tidy

Mars in Libra - Likes those who are charming, good at interpersonal relationships, pay attention to appearance, polite, and value companionship

Mars in Scorpio - Appears aloof and distant but is passionate, sensitive, protective, and may have a habit of exercising

Mars in Sagittarius - Is attracted to lively, humorous, easygoing individuals with a habit of exercising, appreciate intellectual depth, willingness to accompany growth, travel, and explore the world

Mars in Capricorn - Prefers people with ambition, leadership skills, good at planning, and willing to shoulder responsibilities, possess certain financial resources or potential

Mars in Aquarius - Has their own ideas and viewpoints, doesn't follow the crowd, may give an impression of aloofness and coldness, like intelligent people and often attracted to tall person

Mars in Pisces - Appreciates sensitivity, emphasis on ambiance and ritual, gentle outward appearance, and the ability to share a deep connection

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[ruairimacarthy]

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"Oooh, a workaholic," she pointed her finger at him, thinking over all of what she knew from the date given. "Meaning and purpose are crucial for you, you're very reliable and you are sincere, logical, practical, and honest." She had been tapping her finger in the air as she spoke, almost like counting off each trait as she said it. "And that's only a little bit," she added in, taking another slow sip of her drinki, a satisfied smile on her face. Scarlett enjoyed being able to pull information from her mind and share it with others, especially when they were receptive to the outcomes and possibilities. On a subject like Astrology, she could go over it for hours. At his next words, she could feel a blush creeping in. Being called pretty wasn't something she had been used tp in the last few months...maybe even a year or so, her mind too engrossed in finding the guy she was even here for. "I will absolutely do that, maybe even just to check in and see if you've done more research on your zodiac." she teased, taking another sip before feeling her own phone buzzing, pulling it from her purse to see it was her editor. "Ooh, I have to take this..." she took a small step from him, moving the phone closer to her ear. "I'll be in touch, I need those Japanese lessons!" she semi shouted before sending him a bright smile, pressing down on the green button to accept her call and walking off.

[ryrywrites]

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[ruairimacarthy]

― SETTING: blue harbor pride ! ― AVAILABILITY: closed starter for dahlia young ! ( @dahliayoung )

“Does my makeup still look alright? I was tryin’ to do it myself and I’m out of practice like you wouldn’t believe,” Ruairi said, the vague hint of a whine in his voice as he looked down at his friend. It hadn’t dampened his good mood in the slightest and he was, mostly, being silly for the sake of it but he was relatively confident that Lia wouldn’t mind— she put up with him rambling about any number of things whenever they saw each other and it was one of the very many things he appreciated about their friendship. “Feel free to check a bit closer if you need an excuse to look deep into my eyes for a while,” He joked, unable to resist both the teasing and the wink he flashed her way. He’d been practically vibrating with joy all day and that feeling hadn’t seemed particularly keen on leaving— not that he’d really want it to and especially not when it was bolstered every time he spent even a moment with one of his friends. “You havin’ a good day so far, love?”

[tulip-room]

: ̗̀➛Is That All?☄. *. ⋆

"If you're going to pull it, at least do it right."

words. 1.8k of pure filth

warnings. fem reader, love and pretty girl as pet names, p in v, probably too much foreplay, uprotected (wrap it before you tap it), teasing, edging, a hint of dacryphilia, HAIR PULLING, maybe more- this is pure filth.

minors, ageless, and blank blogs dni. You are being warned right now that this is not for you. Do not interact. I will block you. Do NOT proceed. smut under the cut.

Geto was always quick to get what he wanted. I mean it was so easy, you hardly put up a fight. Why would you? That’s how you get into situations like these.

The girls were over at a friend’s house for a sleepover, and you had been oh so sweet today. You with your little apron tied around your waist, you bending over the counter to wipe it off from a baking mishap earlier that day. That’s when he struck. He pressed his hips to your ass and grabbed hold of your waist. A small yelp leaves your lips. “Sugu- “you start but are quickly shushed.

“Be quiet, you just looked so divine today. Couldn’t help myself.” He leans over so his front is flush with your back, you can hear him growl the words into your ear. His hot breath and wandering hands filling you with urgency. He squeezed lightly at your hips and undid the sweet bow of your apron quickly.

You moan but bite your lip as you gently rut back onto him. He lets out a broken moan of his own and starts grinding against you. “Don’t get too many ideas, love.” The name is said teasingly, warning you not to press your luck too far. You whine and try to circle your hips. He bites his lip to keep a shaky breath hidden and wraps his arms entirely around your waist. He lifts you up from the counter and reaches a hand down. His hand pressing against the rough fabric of your jeans. 

Your head tosses back onto his shoulder as he presses the seam of the pants right against your clit. He sees you biting your lips and tsks at you. “Love, none of that.” He stops and reaches up with the hand that was just touching you. His thumb plucks your lip from between your teeth and doesn’t move. “Hold back again and we won’t get to the fun part of the evening. And we would want that would we love?”

You shake your head, and he pats your cheek as you look up at him through your lashes. His hand goes back down and while he rubs the rough seem of the jeans against you, he ruts against your ass. The movements only serving to nudge you rougher into his hand. “Sugu,” you say breathlessly, chest rising and falling quickly.

He chuckles and kisses your head. “Close.” And just like that he stops. You whine and thrash trying to chase after his hand as it leaves. “Why?” 

“Can’t have the fun ending early, can we?” He sets you down on shaky legs and helps you fully out of your apron. You stumble a little as you walk to the bedroom, but his arm is there to keep you up. He is the perfect image of calm and collected while your eyes are glazed over, and you stumble around. 

When you finally reach your room (when did that hallway get so long?) you lay down on the bed and with shaky breaths unbutton your jeans. “Not just yet.” He tuts at you and grabs hold of your hands. You whine and pout at him. “Soon.” 

He crawls between your legs and cages you in with hand hands on either side of your head. He leans down and presses his lips against yours. You gasp a little in surprise and his tongue finds its way past your lips. He hums as your tongues fight and when he pulls back there’s a shiny string of spit still connecting the two of you. He runs his thumb along your bottom lip and the string breaks. 

“I forget how gorgeous you look like this. All desperate for me.” He leans his head down and makes a trail of kisses from your jaw to your neck. 

“I guess,” you gasp as he sucks at the skin, teeth gently nipping. “I guess, you’ll have to be reminded more often.” You say between shaky breaths as he sucks dark marks into your skin. Your hands rest gently in his hair and a sick thought comes to your head. 

You tangle your fingers deeper in his locks and give a gentle tug. He lifts his head up and smirks. “If you’re going to pull it, at least do it right.” He reaches his own hand in your hair and pulls roughly. A strangled moan leaving your mouth as he chuckles darkly. “See, do it properly or not at all.” Your breath hitches and you blink up at him dumbly. “Well?”

You swallow and lick your lips as his hand helps guide your own. To the nape of his neck where you grab a fistful of hair and tug, you watch with desire as his head flings back and a moan comes past his kiss bitten lips. 

He lets your hands stay in his hair as he travels down to where your shirt has ridden up. He kisses the patch of skin free to him and admires how goosebumps form. How your body jumps and tries to chase his fleeting lips as they press gentle, feather kisses to your skin. You can feel the heat in your stomach grow as he nudges the shirt up, letting it pull above your chest.

He pulls your boob from your bra and attaches his mouth to the bud. His tongue circling it as it hardens in his mouth. You grip his hair tightly and roll your hips to try and get more stimulation. He presses a hand to your pelvis and pushes your hips back down onto the plush covers of the bed. “Sugu, please.” You beg and he must take pity on you as he removes his mouth from your boob and sits you up. He helps you remove your shirt and bra fully, kissing the skin in the wake of his touch.

He unzips your jeans and helps you shimmy them off of your legs. Left in your panties and he starts slipping off his robes. You watch with bated breath and dazed eyes as his body is exposed to you. No matter how many times you see it you will never not be in awe of your boyfriend. 

He pulls your underwear to the side and grabs the lube from the drawer. He warms it up in his hand and spreads it across three of his fingers. He gently works one finger into your hole, and you tense up slightly. He bends down and kisses you. “Relax.” He whispers against your lips and after a few minutes of working the finger in and out gently pushes a second one in alongside it with practiced ease. 

He pushes them as far as they can go and curls them up. Your legs shake and your hips jolt up as you moan with bated breath. He chuckles against you as he bites and kisses your lips. He rubs his fingers along your walls. In and out. In. And out.

The third finger goes in smoother than the others, but he shushes you gently all the same. “Close,” you warn, and you wish you hadn’t. He stops moving and presses on your pelvis when your hips start thrashing. “Sugu! No, please.” You beg pathetically as tears start welling in your eyes.

“Aww, it’s okay love.” He coos as his fingers sit still inside of you. They twitch gently and he feels you tighten around his hand. His tongue darts out and licks across his lips. “It’ll all be worth it.” You sniffle and he kisses away the tears that start to fall from your eyes. 

Once you calm down and he feels you relax around his fingers he starts moving them again. He curls them every now and then which makes you moan deliciously. He stretches them apart and you lift your hips to try and get away from his fingers, but his hand just chases them. After what seems like a torturously long time of him slowly dragging his fingers in and out of you, he pulls them out completely. Your hole clenches around nothing and you whine at the loss.

He chuckles and kisses you again. “Now, now. Be patient love.” He rubs the head of his dick against your opening. A glob of precum now smearing against both of you and he moans at the feeling. Slowly he starts pushing into you. The head sliding in, and he groans as he rests his arms on either side of you. His hand reaching up and his sullied fingers resting against your lips. “Clean these for me.” 

You open your mouth, and he wastes no time shoving his fingers in. You moan at the taste and swirl your tongue around his fingers as he continues to slowly push into you. He stops halfway and it makes you whine; you hadn’t even realized your eyes had fallen shut. “Doing so good love, only a little more.” You nod your head; you hadn’t even realized he had gotten so far. Mind too preoccupied with sucking his fingers. 

Finally, his hips rest flush against your own and he pulls his fingers from your mouth. “Did so good love,” he whispers as his head rests in the crook of your neck. His lips making gentle kisses there. He stays still for a moment as he feels your walls tighten and relax around him. His dick twitching inside of you and making you moan. The tip sits right at the perfect spot. 

Finally, he starts to pull out until only the head is left inside of you. He slams his hips back to yours and both of you moan at the action. “Sugu! Not gonna last long.” You whine and he nods his head against you. 

“I know love. Just so pathetic.” He bites and sucks at your skin as he roughly slams into you. Sliding against your soft and plush walls. He feels you tighten around him again and his fingers pinch at your nipple. He tugs gently and your head lolls back. His other hand sliding between the two of your sweat slicked bodies to find your clit. 

His thumb making rough circles to match his pace as your mouth drops open. “Such a whore. Mine though. Say it.” 

“Yes,” you whisper out. Breathless and on the edge of falling over your climax. 

“Yes, what?” He teases and kisses your temple.

“I’m your whore Suguru.” You moan and your hands find solace in his hair again as you grip at the locks. 

“Let go for me love.” Your eyes flutter shut, and your legs shake as he feels you tighten around him. Your hands tug at his hair without meaning too and his head tilts back with a moan. His dick twitches and he cums inside of you. The two of you lay there breathless for a moment before he slowly pulls out. “I’ll be back, okay? Just a moment.” He leaves and comes back with a damp washcloth to wipe you off. 

He kisses your skin softly as he wipes you down. “We’ll take a shower in a little bit.” You nod, eyes still closed and chest still heaving. He pulls you into his arms after throwing the cloth into the hamper and kisses your forehead. “Did so good my love.”

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