#🔮 anon

[fixated-cookies]

souljam play.... ooooo... yes... kissing, licking, borderline teasing pv without knowing that shmilk is prob also feeling all that..... omg... or or what if rubbing ur cutee pussy on pv's souljam???? his composure would drop and lose allll sense of control over himself..... this time, its your turn to please this people pleaser of a man! its about damn time HE receives the pleasure instead of giving! BTW SRRY FOR DISSAPEARING,... YOU'VE BEEN COOKING , I AM THE ONE WHO FED U THE IDEA OF CUCKING PV!!!! HEHE... I WILL GIVE MORE IDEAS FROM YOUR LATESTS POSTS... IN THE MEAN TIME, THANKK YOUUU FOR FEEDING US STARVED COOKIE FUCKERS!!!1 LUV U LOTSS /p <3333

CAN I BE 🔮 ANON.... expect me to be right HERE the very moment u post... i eat it up evry. DAMN TIME !!!!!

My mind could only focus on reader rubbing their cunt of pure vanilla souljam and shadow milk cookie feeling, whoops!!!!

SMUT INCOMING

Oh, you’ve cracked open something dangerous. Pure Vanilla Cookie, the ever-giving, ever-sacrificing soul, finally being the one to receive? The moment you press yourself sopping cunt against his Soul Jam, the very core of his being, his breath hitches— a sound so rare, so unrestrained that it sends a thrill down your spine. He's laying down on the mattress you hovering above him. golden locks splayed across the pillows, his usual serene composure nowhere to be found. He tries—oh, he tries—to maintain his composure, to be gentle, to whisper sweet reassurances like he always does. But the second your touch lingers, the moment your cunt graze the delicate jam that holds his very essence, his restraint shatters.

Hes reduced to a mess of incoherent murmurs and shaky gasps. His voice, usually smooth and soothing, now slurred beyond recognition, each word tumbling from his lips in breathy, desperate attempts at encouragement.

“Y-You’re… ah—doing so well, my lo—o… oh…” His sentence crumbles into a helpless whimper, his grip tightening onto your thighs that's around his head, unsure if he wants to pull you closer or ground himself. His vision is hazy, swimming between golden light and the intoxicating sight of you above him. His teeth are barred with drool escaping the cracks.

Oh, the moment you start grinding against his Soul Jam? It’s over.

At first, there’s a sharp inhale—a broken, shuddering gasp—as if the air has been stolen from his lungs. His golden lashes flutter violently, his grip tightening on anything he can reach—your hips, the silk sheets beneath him, your arms—as if grounding himself in reality before he drifts away. But even then, it’s useless.

His Soul Jam is his essence, his very being, and here you are, pressing against it, dragging your warmth against its radiant glow, teasing him in ways he’s never known. His body betrays him, his back arching instinctively, pushing himself further against you, chasing after your touch despite the embarrassment burning beneath his skin. A sound tears from his throat, raw and achingly loud, nothing like the soft, composed voice you’re so used to. It’s needy, desperate, and full of unrestrained longing. His hands grasp your thighs, trembling, unsure if he wants to still you or pull you closer.

“Ah—! W-Wait, I—” His words, usually so elegant, are slurred beyond recognition, tumbling from his lips in broken syllables. His mind, once filled with wisdom and kindness, is now completely fogged, drowning in the sensation of you. His eyes, his beautiful mismatched eyes—they roll back, disappearing behind fluttering lids, his lips parting in a helpless whimper. He clings to you like a drowning man, fingers pressing against your skin as if you are the only thing keeping him tethered to this world. The benevolent ruler, the gentle healer, the embodiment of warmth and kindness—reduced to nothing but raw, vulnerable pleasure beneath you.

And maybe somewhere, elsewhere deep in the twisting halls of his Spire of Deceit, he crumbles. His usual grace, his theatrical poise—all gone. He’s slumped against a wall, hunched over, his body trembling with something visceral, unbearable.

Drool slips past his parted lips, his breath ragged, erratic. His fingers twitch against the cold stone beneath him, gripping at nothing, as though trying to ground himself, trying to fight against the unbearable sensations rippling through his very soul. “Gh… ahh—haah—” His laughter is ragged, choked, delirious. His head jerks to the side, forehead pressing against the wall, eyes blown wide with something akin to madness. His usual smug arrogance? Shattered.

It’s you. You and Pure Vanilla Cookie.

Your touch. Your warmth. Your—ghhh, your every move, every cruel, slow grind against that wretched light, Pure Vanilla Cookie’s Soul Jam. And Shadow Milk Cookie feels it all.

A sick, helpless groan rips from his throat as his fingers claw at the wall, as though trying to dig himself out of this infernal feeling. His teeth clench, his eyes roll back, his body trembling like a marionette with its strings tangled beyond repair.

“Damn it… haah… you… little… liar…” His voice is nothing but a whisper, a hushed, broken rasp. His usual cocky arrogance is nowhere to be found. He should be furious. He should be livid.

Instead, he’s unraveling.

And there’s nothing he can do to stop it.

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yalll shadow milk cookie dead at 67!!!!

Anyways, these request are going down steadilyyy I can't wait to open them back up!! btw anon this was amazing you know I had to expand on this idea!!

[radawaycunt]

Putting in a request for a Hannigram x fem reader??? I was thinking along the lines of already established relationships, and while out together, some man/women hits on the reader, and then we get jealous Hannigram 🥰🫠

I mean jealous Hannibal is a given. He dosent like people touching what's his, but he keeps his composure. But Will... oh, Will I think would ne not subtle at allll. Defo some angst but also some hints of smut and fluff

Suddenly meats on the menu that night 💀

~ 🔮

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A hot and cold sensation jolted through you as you were startled by your heel suddenly breaking. You stumbled, but an arm caught and steadied you.

"Woah there, that was close," the man who had caught you said. "Are you okay?"

You looked up at him, his kind, nondescript face greeting you with a smile. You smiled back sheepishly, feeling your face heat. It was mortifying enough that your heel had given out, leaving you limping for the rest of the night, but it would've been worse to fall flat on your face in public.

"Thank you so much," you said, relieved even as your heart still raced with adrenaline. "I'm sorry for almost slamming into you."

"Nonsense, I'm glad I caught you," he said, his eyes wandering a little to further take you in. "Can I help you to your seat?"

"Um, if it's not too much trouble, I wouldn't want to impose..."

He chuckled, offering you his arm. "It would be my pleasure to help a beautiful woman such as yourself."

You waved this off and smiled demurely, both accepting the compliment and remaining politely reserved. You didn't want to encourage him, but it was a kindness that you were grateful for.

Your free hand took hold of the railing as you went up the steps toward the balcony seats of the opera house. You led him down the hall, murmuring the seat numbers as you searched for yours.

"Did you come here by yourself?" He asked.

"Oh no, I'm with company. I just needed to use the restroom and insisted they go ahead." you made sure your ring was visible then, so there would be no confusion. "It's in here."

The two of you pivoted, walking into the balcony. Will glanced over his shoulder as he heard you, and he immediately stood up. The sudden movement made Hannibal look back as well, but he remained composed.

"My shoe's broken," you explained, bashfully showing the heel you were holding. You turned to the man who had helped you, inclining your head gratefully. "Thank you so much again. You spared me the humiliation."

He smiled once again, though it was more strained as he was all too aware of the two men nearby. "My pleasure. Impossible to ignore a lovely lady in distress, am I right?"

The question had been directed at Will, who was staring him down, every muscle in his body tense. You noticed his fingers twitching.

"Yes, that's right," he said through gritted teeth. "We've got it from here, though. Thanks."

The man bid you all good night and quickly left, wanting to escape the tense atmosphere. Will reached out a hand for you to help you to your seat.

"See? I told you, I should have stayed and waited for you," he said as you sat down. "I don't like strangers touching you."

"It's not like we knew that would happen. He was just being nice," you said with a shrug, trying to get him with you.

Will grunted and stayed put, still not happy. "By the look on his face when he saw us, I'm not convinced his intentions were totally pure."

You raised an eyebrow and glanced over at Hannibal. "A little help?"

"I'm afraid I have to agree with him on this one," he said, adjusting in his seat so his body faced you.

You glanced at both of them in turn. A part of you was thrilled at their jealousy -- your body knew well what the consequences of this could be -- but at the same time, you just wanted to have a nice night out with them.

"But I'm here now, in one piece, and I'm all yours," you reassured, taking Hannibal's hand and extending your free one towards Will once again. "The show's gonna start soon, come on Will, please sit."

He bowed down to kiss your knuckles, looking at you through his lashes. There was a dark promise in his eyes that made heat pool in your belly. "I will in time, my love, but first, covetous hands must be dealt with."

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[emilys-bangs]

What kind of sleeper is Emily 🤔 I'd like to think she's clingy once your relationship is at that level, maybe little unsure in the beginning. Let's be real there have to be some restless nights and difficulty sleeping due to all the things she sees at work. But with you. She'll feel safe to sleep soundly, knowing always have her back, not just at work but always and everywhere.

But I think If you're married to her, better be prepared for a cuddly Em wrapped around you for the entire night. Best place to be tbh

Waking her up in the morning. Would you get a pillow thrown at your face? Would she just totally ignore you gently calling her name and shaking her lightly? Would she try to trap you in her arms so she could sleep for extra 15 minutes?

Would she be grumpy in the morning but accept a peace offering in form of coffee ☕

Idk I just love soft Emily and I wanna give her the world 🥺

Hmm I think she would naturally be a light sleeper because of the job (and yk trauma) but after a few years with you it would start to deepen🥺 she’d feel so safe that she’d start turning into a heavy sleeper (this is purely the romantic in me speaking, just let me live okay). But yes, definitely clingy!! And such a blanket hoarder!! She’s so cold! AND she stretches herself out in every way possible, her foot would literally be lodged in the middle of your back. If she’s not wrapped around you in her sleep, you’d have to rearrange her limbs every so often in the middle of the night loll there’s no in between.

Mornings are absolutely distasteful to her. When she immediately gets called in, she just gets up with minimal grumbles (she knows time is short so she saves that for when she’s dressed and can spend a few precious minutes waking you up and kissing you goodbye. every kiss turns into “just one more”). On normal days however. No pillow thrown in your face but definitely threats of one!! She grumbles and whines and tries to pull you closer to block out the sun, it’s a whole thing. Every. Morning. Especially on weekends!! She cannot fathom why on god’s green earth are you trying to wake her up well before the afternoon. Making the most of the day? What’s that??? To her it’s purely lying around lazily in bed. Super grumpy in the mornings but accepts peace offerings in the form of kisses💗💗

[erwinsvow]

uuuh love the kook!best friend idea??? the trio would be so overprotective of her??? at keggers she would just make small talk with some pogues and they'll be 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️like right next to her!

- 🔮

rafe is getting weirdly possessive over you, you think for a moment, standing near the keg and waiting patiently for your turn to get a drink. you don't think he's ever been so.... territorial. or maybe he has been, and you've just been ignoring it, thinking that he's been a really good, really close friend—looking out for you the way he does.

you can feel eyes burning holes into the back of your head, three sets of eyes in particular. your friends are funny—charmingly stupid, annoying arrogant, and a whole host of other things, but they've always been funny. it's why you guys get along so well, you return their jokes and comments at the same pace, more often than not even cracking jokes that make rafe break his stoic facade.

but he has been, you reflect, stepping up to whichever pogue is pouring the beer today—breaking his facade. you thought you were going a little crazy, thinking that he's actually being nicer to you, until kelce and top comment on it too. even today, he picked you up from your place first, letting you crawl into the front seat even though the other boys complain about being smushed in the back endlessly. he complimented your dress, even asked if it was new, which it was. he even got you your first drink without you asking for it, the strawberry seltzer that you're sure the pogues hosting didn't have lying around.

you feel surprisingly giddy about it—after all, you're still a girl, still their newer friend. like any other girl, you worry your new friends won't like you or that there's some ulterior motive going on. rafe's being a little weird, but he's always thinking about something that he doesn't talk about until days later. you think it'll pass like it always does.

"ah, ah," the blond pogue boy says—the cute one some of your girl friends buy weed from occasionally, when rafe can't deliver. "what's the magic word?"

you giggle at his antics, your worry about rafe floating away. you keep chatting with him, reaching in for the red cup twice, that he pulls up and over his head—impossible for you to grasp.

fifteen feet away, rafe watches jj tease you with the beer cup, jaw clenching while top and kelce see what he's staring at.

"see, boys. now that is not okay." he gestures to you with the cup in his own hand, watching your tiny dress ride up as you jump to get your beer from jj. "that pogue is disrespectin' our girl."

"rafe, i think it's just a joke-" top interjects, but he gets interrupted himself.

"nah, nah, man. these pogues. they think it's funny. i'll show him funny. c'mon." rafe stalks over, and the two boys follow. you don't notice but jj does, lowering the cup and staring at something—or someone—behind you.

"havin' fun, huh?" rafe questions, and you spin around. the jerk scared you—kelce and top surrounding you like bodyguards.

"guys, what are you-"

"i think she's all set, pogue. you can fuck off now."

"don't you have some store to rob?"

"guys, c'mon, it's a beer-"

"it's alright, princess, i see these three musketeers have an issue, so i'll just catch you around, hm?"

jj walks away, leaving the beer he poured for you on the log. you smile apologetically at him, fist clenching in anger at your stupid, stupid friends.

"you idiots. what the hell was that? i can't even talk to someone now-"

"what the hell's that mean, i'll catch you around?" rafe says, cutting you off. "you talkin' to that pogue?"

you pick up the beer and splash it over rafe's head.

"no, you asshole. it's a figure of speech and we live on the same island. jesus christ."

[vomitspit2]

"Moray eels are large predators and their jaw structure reflects this. Moray eels not only have sharp teeth that can be seen, but they have a double jaw and a double set of teeth." .........

And… have you seen his tongue?

Could you share your Jade thoughts regarding this? 🙏

-🔮anon (can i be 🔮 anon?)

trey is leagues behind me ... orin scrivello looks like a patsy next to me ... the opportunity to talk about the double set of jaws/teeth (๑òᗜó) thank you 🔮 anon, i've been waiting for this moment to be a freed freak!!!!

my immediate thought is bloody kisses because i'm weak for a bit of blood in the foreplay orz

perhaps ..... first tongue kiss with jade!!! you and him using tongue for the first time in a kiss, both of you a little apprehensive about finding that correct rhythm and perfecting the right technique ... both of you flushed in the face, nestled close and experimentally swiping and twisting your tongues together ... with the short length of your tongue's tip, you just happen to breach past and underneath jade's first set of teeth while kissing.

now the poor eel has never had anything in his mouth besides food ... it's only instinct ... that his double jaw slides out like some xenomorph and bites your tongue hard.

the gloved hands on the sides of your face urgently fall away when you yelp in pain. he blinks at you. you blink at him.

a mediocre puddle of your blood stains the front of your shirt. your mouth hangs open like an overheated dog's, a growing mass of slippery red waterfalls from your chin.

here comes the breakup, jade thinks in a moment of rare whirling panic. "My." he watches you pant, brows creased in obvious pain. "My apologies, i hadn't thought --"

whatever hesitance about technique or rhythm or something minor like that is gone from you as you are suddenly pushing your boyfriend down on ramshackle's creaky couch. he blinks at you. you blink at him.

jade blinks a second time because a dot of your blood has just landed on his upper lip like a drawn mole.

and before jade can ask a question - because he surely cannot comprehend the wicked, spiraling intensity in your eyes - or make another silly apology, you are putting two fingers in his agape mouth ... orz and pulling his jaw down to the point where he double-chins orz orz ... and you're just staring at the slight shadows and slight glints of his secondary teeth ( ⌬̀⌄⌬́ )

poor, unfortunate jade. wondering what's he gonna do after the break up and you'll like .... 'this is so hot and everything i've wanted' lmaooo

it resolves itself because you obviously keep kissing. even when he uses his handkerchief to wipe down all the blood that has gotten on your chin and apologizes, you remain on a blissful cloud nine.

i think jade would go out of his way to use his secondary jaws if he knew it arouses you so thoroughly. you want to see him kill live prey? you know, it's quite ungentlemanly to feast with an open mouth. well ... no show is without a fee so bring a good offer for such an exclusive sight.

OR; the first tongue kiss and jade underestimates how much longer and thicker his tongue is compared to yours. a tongue can only reach to about the gates of another person's teeth, there's not much length to get to the back of throat while kissing ... but not with jade!!!!

nope, you're going to find yourself very overwhelmed when what feels like a crawling snake is doing twists around your tongue, reaching to scrape at your uvula, each stroke of your tongue is reciprocated with double the intent from mr. jade leech.

very very polite jade who kisses like an insatiable slut orz.

[princessbrunette]

Ok walk with me.. SO one day reader was so needy for rafe and couldn’t wait any longer so she came without rafe being there so when rafe got home he was like why are you so wet? So he punished her or whatever but from then on he does like an every day pussy check.. like after he comes home from business he slides down your painties and if you didn’t touch it while he was gone he would reward you

I feel like this could apply to jj or john b to tho too

-🔮

the idea of rafe just approaching you, not even needing to ask anymore — just lifting up your skirt and slotting his hand into your panties is sooooooo. he’d even go as far as to do it in semi public when he didn’t get the chance to check you at home, pulling you into a private room and backing you into a corner like the bully he is :(

“rafey not now.” you mewl, tugging protectively at your skirt knowing he was seconds away from simply shoving your hands aside and checking himself. his mouth turns downward and he shrugs, looking around.

“you uh, got something to hide? what is this, lift that shit up.” he demands and you do as you’re told, lifting your skirt and pulling your panties to the side. he gets all in your space now, sliding his fingers through your folds with parted lips and a concentrated gaze. “you always this fuckin’ wet kid? jesus.”

“didnt touch it daddy, i swear.��� you pout. he presses his lips together, eyeing you up deciding if he believes you or not.

“hm.”

[ozzgin]

Hello.

I, uh, got you a flower.

🌹

It's pretty, like you.

God that sounded so cringy

Introvert anon

Coincidentally enough, a lot of you have gone for flowers lately. So much, in fact, that I am now buried under an ever-growing pile or bouquets, and thus will have to make this my eternal tomb of rest.

Jokes aside, once we finally move and settle down a little bit, I shall acquire a big bouquet of flowers and put it on my table; a reminder to all you cuties out there. :)

[sea-lanterns]

Vet!Reader watching a giant, menacing panther walk into her room and observe her. She was supposed to just be giving a House Cat a checkup and her intimidating.. Father? Is staring her down.

In reality Arlecchino just likes watching the nerdy girl in her element

- 🔮

Vet! Reader feeling an intense shiver run down her spine when Panther! Arlecchino prowls into her clinic to make sure her adopted daughter is doing fine for her check up.

It feels like she’s glaring needles into your back while you work on Lynette, but rest assured; Arlecchino does not plan on eating you! If anything, she’s just admiring you because Arle has a weakness for cute nerdy women like you who take care of others. She loves hearing your soothing voice as you call Lynette a “good girl” and reward her for her compliance with treats and head scritches.

I can see Lynette getting annoyed that Arlecchino “insists” on tagging along for her checkups as she’d much rather be alone with you. However, she can’t deny her adopted father and can only show irritation when Arlecchino intrudes on your private checkups with the house cat 😅

Father, Lynette wants some alone time with the Vet! You can have your alone time with the Vet when it’s your time to checkup 🤭

[princesscoress]

u should doooo bunny!reader x vox 🤭🔮

🔮anon is coming for everyone atp but i have the most perfect idea for this one !!

warnings: bunny!reader is sensitive, vox . . . is not the most reliable with being nice 24/7, not proofread, vox refers to reader as baby, valentino is his own warning, bunny is short as hell

Cry Bunny

“i’m just saying that the little conejita would make a ton of money” vox just blinked at valentino after that sentence. you were sitting on vox’s lap during one of the vee’s meetings. you didn’t much care for the conversations and you didn’t really pay attention to half the things they said. then again vox also distracted you anyway he could especially because when velvette was late, like today, valentino’s attention always was turned to you.

“you’re not making my girlfriend a porn star val.” your boyfriend sighed, you barely were able to be within a couple feet of valentino let alone be able to work with him. especially due to the fact that if you weren’t currently sitting on your boyfriends lap you would probably be freaking out over the fact you’re even in the same room as valentino.

valentino got up and moved from his seat on the other side of the board room table to one next to you and vox. he leaned over so he could be eye level with you, taking your attention away from whatever movie vox put on your phone to entertain you. “conejita, wouldn’t you like to be a star?” you just stared back at the moth before turning your gaze to vox which caused valentino to let out a sigh.

“see! she won’t even answer me she’s too worried about what her little boyfriend wants to answer” vox let out a sigh at this. “val. i don’t control her.” valentino thought for a moment before sitting back up and smirking at vox. “then hand her over. she obviously won’t answer without your opinion if she’s still with you.” vox rolled his eyes before sighing again. “val-” the moth immediately cut him off. “vox you know i’m right.”

vox made eye contact with you as you were still staring at him before picking you up and putting you on valentino’s lap which immediately caused you to reach back out for vox. valentino used one set of hands to move you so you looked at him and another set to hold your hips. “look at me little conejita.”

you looked at valentino, but not for long as your vision started to get blurry due to tears welling up in your eyes. valentino sighed “i forgot how much of a cry baby this little conejita is.” he picked you up and set u down on your feet right in front of vox. who expected you to immediately climb back onto his lap for comfort. but to his surprise when he reached out to you he was met with the sound of a thump.

vox did research on bunnies when he first started going out with you. one of the main things he learned is that when a bunny thumps it’s basically a big “fuck you”. he was glad you never did it to him before so you can imagine his surprise when you thump at him for the first time.

“baby.” your boyfriend said lowly. valentino pissed him off half the time to begin with, but now you thumping at him too? he tried to remain calm but his patience was thinning. “the little conejita has never thumped at me.” he was right, you never would dare thump at valentino, he scared you too much. vox scared you at times too, but you were still upset about him just giving you to valentino that you thumped at him again.

vox didn’t know what to do at this point, you were usually his well behaved little bunny that usually never caused trouble, he’s only needed to punish you once and that’s because he had caught you chatting with the radio demon. so he was quite surprised to see his baby bunny thumping at him. especially when he’s trying to calm down the crying that was still coming from you.

he took a deep breath before picking up your much smaller figure and bringing you back onto his lap. “hey.” he said in a stern but still comforting tone, it wasn’t until he noticed you not paying any attention to him that he got a little louder. “hey!” you immediately looked up at him sniffling.

he sighed before looking over at his business partner and signaling him to leave. “i’m trying to be nice to you here baby, but you’re making it hard when you’re not even paying attention to me.” he said it in his more comforting tone trying not to work you up more as he hates the sight of you crying. “what’s with the thumping? you don’t do that with me i thought?”

you shook your head trying to wipe away your tears but more just came flooding down afterwards “you gave me to valentino. i don’t like valentino.” he let out another sigh before kissing your forehead and pulling you into him. “i know baby, but the thumping is not okay. not with me okay? you wanna thump you can thump at valentino all you want.”

you shook your head again, why couldn’t he understand you were scared and he gave you to the reason you were so scared? vox stood up and set you down next to his chair. you looked up at him confused before you heard a thump. which caused you to just stand there confused.

“see baby? it’s not so fun to be thumped at hmm?” you shook your head at his comment immediately moving to try and get comfort again. grabbing onto his waist as it was level to your chest due to the height difference. vox sat back down and pulled you back onto his lap. “we done thumping now?” you nodded and vox immediately pulled you closer so that your head laid against his chest. “good because i have to deal with valentino being pissy all the time i don’t need my baby thumping at me all the time to add onto that.”

[megameatymatt]

Cookies and Cuts - Jake Webber

summary: Jake find's out about Y/N sh

WARNINGS: swearing, SH (self h@rm), Mentions of blood, Mentions of blades, crying, Mentions of su!c!de, angst, panic attack, overthinking??, mention of death, fem!reader.

requested: yup! right here

word count: 1,029

A/N: Feedback, interaction, and requests are appreciated! stay slutty ok bye💋

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pink: y/n

red: Jake webber

9:45pm

"Did you buy the chocolate chips?" You say walking into Jake's kitchen. "How could I forget the chocolate chips?" he says taking a bowl out of the cabinet.

Jake had invited you to his place to make cookies while Johnnie and Carrington were out doing whatever the fuck they were doing. You and Jake have been dating for the past 4 and a half months now.

But no matter how many times he's said he loves you, you're always too scared to get close to him. scared that he might find out about the cuts on your arms, thighs, and anywhere else. You've never brought it up to anyone. Not Jake, not Carrington, nobody.

You hated your scars, they made you feel ugly. but you couldn't stop. cutting became somewhat of an addiction, Your only way to cope. It started with just a way to deal with stress, but now, even a minor inconvenience could send you back to the blades, the blood, and the bandages.

Sometimes, you would look at other girls and wish you could swap bodies. You'd take their clean arms and thighs, and you could give them yours. At least they'd have enough confidence to show their scars and not hide under hoodies and long pants.

"Brown sugar?" you say scrolling on your phone as you read through the recipe. "Yup, up here". He walks over and swings the cabinet door open. As you raise your hand up to reach for the sugar, your sleeve rolls up a bit.

You quickly grab the sugar and put your arm back down. But it was too late, Jake had already seen the red cuts that drew across your wrist. You weren't completely sure if he saw it or not, but you avoided his gaze, hoping he wouldn't say anything.

And he didn't. He watches you grab milk from the fridge. As you finally set everything up on the table you gain the courage to finally face Jake. He's still by the cabinet, frozen. "Jake? Are you okay?" You already know what he saw, but you're still trying to play it off.

"Uhm, yeah. I'm fine, just zoned out" He's lying through his teeth. You're not mad he tried to brush it off, you're just scared he won't love you anymore. "Great, let's make cookies!" you say forcing your face into a smile. He smiles back, but his mind is elsewhere, you take a deep breath and start prepping the ingredients.

11:27pm

"I still can't believe you burnt a whole tray of cookies, what a waste!" You say climbing into Jake's bed. "I was a bit distracted okay?" he says pulling the sheets over the two of you. "Yeah, whatever." You say, rolling your eyes.

You've been trying to ignore the situation, but it's been hard. He just went silent, he wasn't cracking jokes or being stupid, he was too scared to even get close to you. You wanted to curl up in a ball and die. You couldn't take it anymore

You pull out your phone and scroll through Instagram. "Hey Y/N?" You turn to face him, His head down fidgeting with his fingers. Then he looks up. "A-, are you okay?" He says staring into your eyes. Your heart drops into your stomach. "Yeah, Yeah i-im good" "You sure?" "Yeah, why are you asking?" He reaches for your arm and rolls your sleeve up to your elbow. His eyes grow wide when he sees your scars, Old and new scattered across your forearm. You quickly snatch your arm away from him and your gaze falls into your lap. Tears threaten to roll down your cheeks and your hands start shaking.

I Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. He hates me. What am i doing here? He can't love a girl like me. Why am I like this?

You drown in your thoughts for what feels like forever, then you hear his voice. "Why?" He sounds like he's holding back tears, his voice cracking. But you can't look at him, you don't want to see what you've done, how you've hurt him. You quickly shake your head, tears streaming down your cheeks. You don't know what to say, where you should start, or if you should even speak at all. Your breathing starts getting faster and he quickly shuffles beside you and holds you. "It's okay, you're fine, just breathe Y/N. In and out, you'll be fine, you'll be just fine"

12:35pm

You've been calm for a while now, but you still haven't said a word. Neither has Jake, he just sat there, pressing your back against his chest. "Why'd you do it? Cause of me? How can I help you get better?" You only knew the answer to one of those questions "No, never because of you. I love you" You choke out. "So what, why'd you do it." He keeps asking you "why", but not even you know the answer to that question. "I don- I don't know, Jake."

You want to cry again, but you hold back. "I-I guess it was a-a way of coping? With l-like stress, and my thoughts." Jake's crying again but you can't bring yourself to look at him. "What are your 'thoughts'?" he says wiping tears off his cheeks. What aren't your thoughts? You shrug your shoulders and Jake asks another question.

"Why'd you never tell me? Have you ever tried to, um, attempt?" Jake struggled and hesitated to get his question out. You knew you didn't have to answer it if you didn't want to. But you did answer it. Talking about it out loud to someone was starting to help you piece your thoughts together. "Scared" you reply bluntly.

"Scared to die? or scared to tell me?" You choke up, failing to hold back your tears. "B-both". He slowly nods to himself trying to understand.

"Do you still wanna talk about this?" He asks worried he might be making you uncomfortable. "Do you wanna know anything else?" you say. "Will you quit?" The question immediately brings you to tears. "It's ok baby, I'm here for you. You're not alone. I wanna help you, i still love you."

tags: @zumarockkkkkkkkk @loveyouuuuuuuuuuuu1 @sturnobsessedwh0re

[fcthots]

no thoughts, just the idea of jason grabbing and holding our hands while he’s literally in our guts— i need this man carnally ‼️

- 🔮 (i havent been here in so long i literally forgot which emoji i was 😭)

i missed you, Non!!!

Looking at him makes me need to chew on wood

He lets out the out the most unholy moan you've ever heard, if you can even call it that. It's somewhere between a pant, a whine, and a moan. You swear you can feel it in his dick. Other than him, the only other sound that draws your attention is the slapping of his body against yours.

He feels good, hitting just the right spots and fast. from the angle you're at, your forehead slides against his collarbone and shoulder. You can't help but watch him slide in and out of you. That is, until he speeds up more. It adds just the right amount of pleasure until you're sure you're about to cum. Your head falls back against the pillows he left behind you, always making sure you're comfortable. Your fingers twist into the sheets in anticipation.

"Wait," he pants. "Come here." His hand reaches for yours as a whine slips out past his lips. He intertwines your fingers together and squeezes.

Bonus:

"Let's do it together, baby. You ready?"

You nod.

"Three." His hips slam harder than they have all night and you swear you're seeing stars.

"Two." You moan without inhibition, unable to think. All that exists in the moment is what is on your bed.

"One." His hand squeezes yours.

[rodolfoparras]

Alec stop trying to give me piss kink I'm fighting for my life here. That last Price post with it was- I can't even comment on it. I'm like...one Simon post away from falling into 😭

-🔮

I present to you TF141 w/ a piss kink

Ghost would never ask you to piss on him but he’d do everything to get it, if he’s sucking you off and you feel like you’re about to piss he’ll keep going eyes set in determination vigorously sucking your dick til you grant him his wish. No dick? No problem he’ll happily burry his face between your legs till you’re freely pissing on his face.

Soap wouldn’t be ashamed at all he’d clean you up real good after you pissed on him, looking content as ever while lapping at your cock , would want to kiss you afterwards, gets even more turned on by doing so

Price would discover he had a piss kink from out of the blue, pushing and pressing his bladder while pinning him down under your weight during a training session and although he’s warning you to not do it you couldn’t care less and before you know of it he’s pissing himself whining and whimpering in embarrassment but you just grind on him, rubbing your dick upon his clothed crotch til you cum in your pants, both of you now completely soaked

Gaz never thought he’d be into it maybe he had read about it somewhere or heard about it from the other members and he just couldn’t let that thought go what would it be like if you pissed on him ? somehow he manages to voice his requests and as he’s down on his knees while in the shower stalls, he’s looking up at you expectantly, your hand is around his neck asking him one more time for reassurance before you’re pissing all over his pretty thighs watching the way he’s pathetically squeezing his legs together in search of relief while whimpering

Spitball w/ me?

[radawaycunt]

Praying for some Hannibal x reader x Will?

Just some domestic bliss I'm begging the angst of life is to real.

Love your work. Hope your doing well 🫶🏻

~ 🔮

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ hope you are too!!

(Will might be slightly ooc here but it was too funny an opportunity to pass up lmao)

———-

“Shit…” you mumbled, using oven mitts to pull out the disaster that dessert had become. “Hannibal, I told you not to leave me in charge of the soufflé! It collapsed in on itself…”

Will came over to inspect the damage, baring his teeth and making a ‘yeesh’ face. You glared at him, annoyed, and he raised his hands as a sign of peace.

Hannibal came out of the pantry then, and you felt mild despair at having accidentally ruined one of his carefully crafted confections.

“It’s alright, those are pretty delicate, I should have known it was nearly ready when I stepped away…” he said mildly, his eyes sliding from it to you. “Please don’t despair, my darling, I don’t blame you at all.”

“But what are we going to serve for dessert now? Should Will and I run to the store?”

“I could eat some chocolate chip cookies. I like Pillsbury dough,” Will said with a shrug.

At that, Hannibal did look aghast. “No, no, trust me we have plenty of ingredients here to make something else.”

You glanced at the clock on the wall. “Well, we have a little bit of time before Jack and Bella get here… but I’m scared of offering help again.”

“Nonsense,” Hannibal scoffed. “I refuse to let one minor mistake defeat you.”

You looked over at Will helplessly and he leaned against the marble counter all too casually.

“I can be your cheerleader from the sidelines,” he offered with the slightest shake of his head — can’t help you here.

You heaved a sigh, promising yourself you’d get payback for it later.

“Alright then, so where do we start?”

————-

[emilys-bangs]

I've been thinking about domestic Emily a lot today. Like going to the grocery store after work with her. It's such a mundane thing to do, but we still gotta do it.

Is she gonna push the cart around and be real bored while you gather things in the cart. Or would she prefer to carry the shopping basket? I mean it's you who's gonna be doing all the cooking anyway. She'll be chilling with her wine glass and admire you in peace, hoping you won't tell her to dice the onions like last week.

I think Emily might get distracted by some new product at the grocery store and you suddenly notice she isn't following you around at the store like she usually does very obediently. So you'll have to go up and down the corridors trying to find her. When you eventually do, will you be holding her hand and dragging her after you so she won't get distracted again?

Or is it you that gets distracted by a new product and Emily tries to coax it out of your hands?

-🔮

I’m writing this down as I’m in the grocery store lol <3 I’m currently very much the bored one, and I think Emily would be too, pushing the cart around and reading items out from the list so you could be done and get out as soon as possible. Some people do find it fun but I don’t think she would! (Unless she’s going there to get a particular snack/item.) When she was younger she used to looovee sneaking out with the ambassador’s cooks and going grocery shopping with them, especially since Elizabeth wouldn’t let her (and she wouldn’t approve of most snacks), but the novelty wore off when she got older. Either way she’s the designated cart driver/basket holder :) and if it’s a long trip (those cases do stretch on sometimes) you can bet she’s popping open a bag of chips or unwrapping a chocolate—honestly, it’s better than her asking “are you done yet” every other five minutes.

She usually has her phone propped up on the cart with an ebook she reads through when you stop for long periods of time, mostly leaving you be unless you ask for her opinion on prices, better products, etc—the only other reason she’d look up is because she realizes you’ve spent five minutes in the same place and she looks up to find you gone :< when she finally hunts you down you’re considering some (frankly useless) kitchen appliance or skimming the ingredients list of two practically identical products lol. I think it’s mostly her dragging you away from stuff, but she also gets really immersed in the imports aisle!! She loves digging around to see if she can find any of her favorite snacks for you to try or any particular ingredients she could use to make you a foreign dish she loves.

All of this just applies at home, I think—even after so many trips to so many countries, she still loves exploring other supermarkets and seeing what they have to offer. Grocery shopping on her own, though, that’s much easier. Get in, get out, she doesn’t even have a list, which often leads to her skipping out on a lot of stuff she actually needs. Off the top of her head, her necessities are cat food, wine, cheese and bread lol. Going with you might be a lot more time consuming, but she wouldn’t have it any other way :)

[recorrertarot]

Asks que le puedes hacer al Tarot 😉

En que me debo enfocar ahora?

Cómo poder abrirme más al amor?

Mensaje de mis guias o del universo

Que desafío debo enfrentar?

Cómo afrontar esta situación?

Que siente esa persona por mí?

Esa persona aporta algo importante en mi vida?

Como sanar la herida que me está impidiendo avanzar?

Que debo soltar?

Que oportunidad no estoy viendo de esta situación?

Como mejorar mi situación laboral?

Cómo lograr estabilidad económica?

Que puedo hacer para mejorar mi entorno social?

Hay algo que deba cuidar o evitar?

Estoy en mi camino correcto?

Cuál es mi propósito en la vida?

Que pasará si tomo esa decisión?

¿Qué energías me rodean en este momento?

¿Cuál es mi vocación?

¿Qué obstáculos debo superar?

¿Cómo puedo mejorar mi relación actual?

¿Qué debo considerar al tomar una decisión?

¿Qué lecciones de vidas pasadas están influyendo en mi vida actual?

¿Qué puedo hacer para atraer una relación amorosa saludable?

¿Cómo puedo profundizar mi práctica espiritual?

¿Qué necesito saber sobre mi situación actual?

¿Qué debo aprender de mis desafíos actuales?

¿Qué talentos debo desarrollar para alcanzar mis metas?

¿Qué me está impidiendo avanzar en mi vida?

¿Cómo puedo mejorar mis relaciones personales?

¿Qué acciones debo tomar para encontrar paz interior?

¿Qué debo saber para tomar mejores decisiones?

¿Qué debo aprender de mis experiencias amorosas pasadas?

¿Qué cualidades debería buscar en una pareja?

¿Cómo puedo sanar de una ruptura amorosa?

¿Qué me impide encontrar el amor verdadero?

¿Qué necesito saber sobre mi vida amorosa futura?

¿Cómo puedo comunicarme mejor con mi pareja?

¿Qué aspectos de mi comportamiento afectan mis relaciones amorosas?

¿Cómo puedo reavivar la pasión en mi relación?

¿Qué puedo hacer para encontrar un trabajo que me apasione?

¿Qué debo saber sobre mi entorno laboral actual?

¿Cómo puedo mejorar mi salud mental?

¿Qué debo tener en cuenta para la estabilidad emocional de mi familia?

Pueden dejar la pregunta en la caja y le estaré entregando la respuesta del tarot. (Lean las reglas del blog, hagan una pregunta por publicación, recuerden que son solo dos cartas por publicación)

∆ @recorrertarot ∆

[insomniakisses]

Okay but thoughts on Spider-Chan (maybe some fluff plss) 👀👀

Also can I be 🔮 anon pleeeeaasee

Ofc u can! Welcome 🔮 anon :) there is fluff mostly but smut below the header that indicates it.

Spider Chan hcs

Meeting and getting together

I feel like he’s a cross between Andrew’s Spider-Man and video game Spider-Man.

He’s a happy guy but he’s definitely not boy next door

He meets you by saving you,

He just swoops in and scoops you up checking if your okay.

He’s cocky and definitely flirts with you

After your initial meeting he checks up on you from time to time

He realises your in classes together, he approaches you as not spider-man and just himself

Stupidly, he thinks you won’t recognise his voice

And at first you don’t, well until he laughs

Your like wait… wait I know you and his eyes widen and cheeks flush saying “oh.. You remember”

Ask him on a date, do it right now and he’s a blushing bumbling mess

Clears his throat acting “cool” saying yeah thats cool I’ll be there but turns around walking into the wall.

Relationship

He’s the best boyfriend you could ask for tbh

So protective, he can’t help it he is a hero he knows what dangers are out there

Follows you if your going out alone, he feels such a big need to protect you

If you’re late he will spidey swing you across town

I feel like he comes home beat up and bleeding a lot

You need a med kit at home at all times, because he refuses to let anyone help but you when he’s like this.

You get him cleaned up and into bed and he whines till you’re cuddling with him.

He loves a good cuddle after saving the world because he needs to know you’re both okay.

NSFW Content Ahead (MINORS DNI)

Boy is horny

We all know he is

Loves a spidey blow job

Something about being upside down on one of his webs as you suck his cock drives him insane

His suit leaves very little to the imagination

You can see every damn detail of that cock and his balls

It only adds to his cockiness

But he’ll get shy if you point it out

Some how he always rips up his suits in his fights and comes home body half exposed.

Always raring to go after a good fight

He just comes home and crawls into bed pushing in as you wake up from your sleep

Sometimes he won’t want sex but just needs to be cockwarmed for the cloesness

A/n: hope this you enjoyed this!