#Coco Rosie

[borrowingcapybaras]

When you see this, post 5 songs you actually listen to and tag 10 of your favorite followers/mutuals

Thanks for tagging me @paradoxesofgalaxies and @soullikethesea ! :D

1. That Summer at Home, I Had Become the Invisible Boy - The Twilight Sad

2. Beautiful Smell - Spleen ft. Coco Rosie

3. Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset - Modest Mouse

4. Balance - Future Islands

5. Mattresses Underwater - Color Revolt

Trying to think of folks who haven't been tagged yet... I tag @healing-lee @chatter-of-birds @there-will-be-a-way @faramirdyke @daggerfagger @terryfuckingturniptruck @barking @system-splintered @silentalltheseyearsnomore @feridthesassygayfriend

[nomad-skateboarding]

500 likes!

I've been here for about a decade, but lost my old account. Started this one, glad to see new faces. 🙂

My thing has always been, while I see the utility of social media and connecting, especially for those who can't do so in person for whatever reason, at my heart I'm morally opposed to how it all works.

Tumblr has always been an exception, and reddit at its best I'll throw in there as well.

Now that @Automattic owns Tumblr, and the WordPress ethos and the open source freedoms are being taken up by osmosis by Tumblr, I'm absolutely stoked to see where this goes now. 🙂

Or this could be a post about nothing. I got the 500 like notification, and then just started talking into you the microphone.

As an aside, this is one of the most beautiful choruses you will ever hear live.

CocoRosie - Werevwolf live in Esprits Libres France 2. November 2, 2007

[rosyy-coosy]

📸 jarinpat

[hanaphyllo]

Doodle of my fav animal crossing villagers hehe

[enteringdullsville]

“Comment allez-vous (How are you), what’s up with you?”

It’s Color Theory EP. 25

‘Ello, Elo, Y’ello

Trivia

This marks the first appearance of Eloise and Amber, having gone by “Skye” and “Charlie” in the old continuity. Incidentally, Olive and Paige used to have their names.

This is the first episode since “Back Again, I See” in which all six core characters appear.

Lyman is seen without his jacket, Bryan his vest, and Peony her ascot for the first time. We also see Peony’s hair down.

No Grey Drewmans appear. Geneva is also the only Red Drewman in the main cast to have debuted by this point and not be present.

Peony’s parasol debuts here.

This episode ends a mini-arc starting with “Violet and Scarlett” where the door is busted down.

Nobody in the Oobay-Monade household is seen in their regular clothes. This is subsequently the first time J.’s eyes are seen in full.

Chloe wears a sleep mask, much like her original continuity counterpart does.

This episode aired, although doesn’t necessarily take place, on Lyman’s birthday.

[kays-bizarre-dreams]

More Human-ized villagers!

(P.S. I hc that Bliss and Caroline are sisters :3)

[amazing-spiderlad]

She looks like the illegitimate child of Coco from animal crossing and Lady Dimitrescu.

[giulianatheordianycatgirl]

Some Charlie and coco forever icons if you basically do not know what Charlie and Coco forever is, it’s a web comic that I made about Captain Charlie from Pikmin being a Yandere for coco so far, I’ve worked on nine pages page 10 will probably come soon but anyways feel free to use these icons

[whoworewhatjewels]

Best Jewelry At 'The Idol' & 'Asteroid City' 2023 Cannes Film Festival Premieres

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[wives-natlho]

We Can Do it!

[queasybakeovens]

The smellers

[perfettamentechic]

10 gennaio … ricordiamo …

10 gennaio … ricordiamo … #semprevivineiricordi #nomidaricordare #personaggiimportanti #perfettamentechic

2022: Silvia Tortora, giornalista italiana. Figlia del giornalista e conduttore televisivo Enzo Tortora. Ha sposato l’attore francese Philippe Leroy da cui ha avuto due figli, Philippe e Michelle. (n.1962) 2021: Antonio Sabato, attore italiano. Era padre di Antonio Sabàto Jr., attore e supermodello, avuto dalla moglie Yvonne Kabouchy. (n. 1943) 2018: Novello Novelli, all’anagrafe Novellantonio…

[xsublimelimex]

All characters are 21+

Mommy’s Messy Little Girls

“Higher mommy! Higher!!!” My little princess shouts as I push her on the swings I have set up in our backyard. I laugh and push faster. “You would go higher if you helped mommy by swinging your legs in and out!” I told her. “Nooo too much work!” She shouts back giggling. I throw my head back and laugh.

The cool wind is hitting her beautiful face making her cheeks and nose a rosy red color. She’s wearing a light pink Sherpa coat with black leggings. Her hair is in pig tails and she looks so adorable. “Stop mommy I wan slide!” She shouts and wiggles in her swing. I slow her down and she jumps off before it completely stops. I grab her arm before she can run away and she turns to me and stomps her leg impatiently.

“Hey! Are you crazy little girl you could have hurt yourself!” I tell her sternly while cupping her cold face. “I sorry mommy,” she says with a sheepish look on her face. I nod satisfied and squish her cheeks and press a kiss against her cold lips. “Good girl, you only have 10 more minutes and the it’s inside time because it’s getting way too cold.” She nods with her face still in between my hands and I finally let go and she races away to the slide.

I watch her waddle away, her full diaper preventing her from closing her legs fully so her run is so adorable. I laugh and sit on the porch and watch her run back and forth playing.

I hear a knock at the front door. “Honey someone’s at the door, I’ll be just a second okay?” I shout. “Otay mommy!!” She shouts back.

I leave the back door open so I can hear if she calls for me.

I pull the front door open and it’s our close friend Jess. “Oh hellos this is a nice surprise!” I say as we hug close. Her blonde hair smells like vanilla as it brushes my face. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you and little Sophie so I thought I’d stop by. I hope I’m not intruding!!” Her brows furrowed and her kind brown eyes widened in worry as we pull back. “Of course not Sophie is going to be ecstatic!”

We walk back outside, “guess who is here!” I shout to my little Princess. She looks over from the top of the slide and screams in excitement. She slides down way to fast and runs toward her Jess. “Auntie Jess!!!!!” She screeches as she hugs Jess hard. Jess laughs and kisses Sophie on both cheeks. “Hello honey I’ve missed you.” I smile at them, “lets get inside and warmed up, I’ll make hot coco and we can watch a movie.” Sophie squeals and walks inside pulling her coat off and kicking her shoes off to the floor. “Sophie!” I say in a hard voice.

She looks over and smiles sheepishly before walking back over and putting her shoes on the rack and her coat on the hanger. “Good girl. Jess why don’t you both head to the living room and I’ll bring those hot chocolates.” Sophie grabs Jess’s hand before I can even finish and drags her to the living room to play Barbie’s no doubt. “Okay looks like that’s what we’re doing!” Jess laughs as she gets dragged.

🍼🍼🍼🍼

I walk into the living room with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate and a warm baby bottle of chocolate milk under my arm. I walk in to find them on the floor forgotten Barbie laying all around them while Sophie’s favorite movie tangled is playing on the tv.

My princess is sitting crisscrossed apple sauce staring up at the tv with her thumb in her mouth. They both look over when I walk in and Sophie claps her hands in excitement bouncing up and down on her soaked diaper. “Yay chocy milk!!”

I hand Jess her mug and set mine on the coffee table. “Let’s sit on the couch and relax a little?” Jess nods, “sounds perfect! My dat has been absolutely shit at work so I’d love to just relax.” She gasps and covers her mouth, “ohmygod im so sorry.”

Sophie laughs, “auntie said a bad word mommy!!”

“I know sweetie but she’s allowed to since she’s an adult but you can’t say bad words why?” I ask her pointedly. “Cuz I’m jus a baby!” She says. “Yes you are, you’re mommy’s stinky little princess.” She turns into a tomato and we all laugh.

I turn the overhead lights off but keep the lamps on to create more of an ambience.

Jess and I settle on the couch and we pat our laps. Sophie crawls over from her spot on the floor and climbs on the couch. She lays her head on the pillow in my lap and her piss filled diapered butt in Jess’s lap.

Jess rests her hand on her diapered butt and sips from her drink as she watches the movie.

“Chocy milk pwease.” Sophie says in a quiet voice finally coming down from all her excitement. She yawns just as I bring the teat to her lips. She opens and slips it inside suckling softly. I hold it for a few seconds but she takes it from me and hold it between her sweater paws as she watches.

I brush her soft wavy hair from her face and rub her back as I sip away at my drink.

Soon she finishes and hands me her bottle. She whines and turns over toward us her face now pressed against my tits. “Milkies pwease mama.” She cries.

“Oh Sweet Girl of course don’t cry I know you’re sleepy but don’t forget you need to bathe first. So just a little bit of milkies.” She nods and nuzzles my chest looking for my nipple.

I start to try and pull my top off but I’m struggling because I decided to wear my cute sweater instead of the one that I know is easily assessable for breastfeeding. “Here let me help you.” Jess reaches over and helps me pull my sweater off and she unclasps the back of my bra for me. It slips off and my breasts hang free. Sophie opens her mouth and attempts to snag my swinging tit into her mouth as I move around.

I quickly settle back but Sophie is so tired she doesn’t even lift her head to try to get my nipple again.

I go to push my nipple into her mouth but Jess brushes my hand away. “Let me please.” She says in a breathy voice obviously very turned on. She grabs my right tit and squeezes my nipple a bit so milk leaks on her fingers. I gasp “oh fuck.”

She squirts some milk into Sophie’s mouth who gulps it up and attempts to take my nipple in her mouth again. Jess lifts my tit and drops my nipple right into Sophie’s mouth. She quickly latches on and moans suckling hard. Jess moves her hand away and moans as she sucks off my breastmilk from her fingers while looking me right in the eyes.

Shit that was hot.

She settles back against the couch and runs her hands up and down Sophie’s legs. I look down at my sweet girl and her eyes are closed as she suckles. I brush fingers through her hair and she sighs in happiness. “Such a good girl for mama.” I tell her tenderly.

“Your nipples changed.” Jess says suddenly, I look up and she’s staring at my left nipple that’s leaking milk. I look at her in confusion so she continues “sorry that was so random but I just noticed how… big they look now?” She says slowly scooting closer to me. “And your milk has definitely came in much more since the last time I was here it’s a lot creamier?” She says in awe her eyes not leaving Sophie’s lips that are suckling much more softly now.

I brush my left nipple and pinch it more milk leaking out. “I’m suprised you noticed, but yes. My nipples are now accustomed to Sophie’s constant suckling so that combined with the breast pump I used in the first few months they’ve gotten much bigger and thicker to help her drink. And the milk honestly depends on my diet which I’ve gotten down perfectly so far so it helps it with the taste but the creamy factor, I’m not really sure I’ve looked online if the pills I took to help increase my prolactin levels had anything to do with it but it didn’t say.” Jess hums and licks her lips. “Well it tastes really good.”

“Would you… would you like to try some? I mean right from the source that is? I don’t pump anymore so suckling would be the only way.” I ask her quietly not wanting to disturb my beautiful girl from her drinking. Jess looks shocked but slowly nods, “are you sure? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.” She says in a small voice, she sounds so young in that moment I just know she’s at the edge of her little space.

“Come here sweetie, rest your head softly against Sophie’s belly.” She does as I say and just lays there looking up at me. Her mouth is slightly open and drool is leaking out all over her chin. Her hands are curled up against her chest in a ball as she waits.

I rub some of her drool around and press my finger down on her tongue forcing her mouth open wider. She makes an ahh noise as if she’s at the dentist. I pull my finger away and pick up my heavy breast and drop my fat leaking nipple right into her warm drooling mouth. She slobbers all over my nipple in an attempt to figure out the best way to suckle. I let her take time.

“Sweetie relax I’m not gonna take it away you have time to figure it out just start slow.” She whines but listens. She starts to take small little suck’s off my milk and slowly finds a rhythm. Soon I have two beautiful little girls suckling away at my nipples simultaneously.

“Gorgeous gorgeous girls. Look at my two daughters suckling on their mamas big fat nipples. Such good girls.” I coo and brush my hands on there heads as they suckle. They moan and suck harder and fuck does it feel amazing having two little girls suckling on their mommy’s tits.

Sophie slows down and let’s out a small toot. “Oof stinky baby! Does my sweet baby need to make poopies?” I question even though I know the answer. She pops off my nipple, “yesh mama I need to make big poo poo.”

Before I can reply, Jess let’s out a loud fart. “Oh no, does baby Jess need to go poopies as well?” Jess turns into a tomato and nods not saying a word. Sweet girl has gone completely nonverbal. “That’s okay I’ll get you into a diaper in no time. And then mommy will clean up both her daughters dirty little butts.” I slip my finger into both their mouths popping them off my nipples. They whine and try to latch back on.

“No girls, mommy has to get jess into a diaper like Sophie’s before she makes a mess of her leggings.” I tell them sternly. “Now up you both go, and lay on your backs in the floor for me.” They listen without a word, but before Jess can lay down she clutches her tummy and cries. “Oh hun what’s wrong?” Before she can tell me she lets out a loud wet fart and all I hear are gushes and gushes of poop spilling out of her little asshole right into her panties and leggings.

She looks at me with wide eyes tears streaming down her face as she keeps pushing. Her forehead creasing as she squeezes harder. “Mama mama” she cries.

Oh baby. I bring her down to the floor and she cries against my chest on her knees still pushing. “It’s okay honey, finish your poopies and mommy will clean you right up it’s okay sweetheart there’s no need to cry.” She nods against my chest and I look over at Sophie who is in her own world playing with her Barbie’s laying on her tummy. Her diaper so full it’s leaking out onto her white leggings and of course she’s completely oblivious without a care in the world. She’s so freaking cute.

With Jess still against my chest crying I decide to wait a few moments before getting up to get their changes. I push my nipple against her lips and she opens suckling hard and fast right away using me as a pacifier to comfort her. “Shhh honey it’s okay it’s okay. Just drink mommy’s milkies.” She hums in content as I rub her back.

I bring my hand down to her butt to see just how full it’s gotten and boy did she make a stinker. I squeeze her butt and I hear her poop squish against her as I do.

“Such a good little girl making such a big stinky mess, just like Sophie’s. Both of my stinky poppy daughters are perfect.” Sophie looks up at me and smiles before turning back to her dolls. I look down at Jess and her eyes are closed as she slowly sucks.

To be continued.

[m0llygunn]

underdressed (eddie munson x fem!reader)

continuation of coco chanel (can be read as a stand alone but makes more sense with the first part)

summary: following coco chanel’s infamous rule of taking one thing off before leaving the house, Eddie is left feeling desperately needy for you.

contents: 18+! mature language, porn with (some) plot, smut, allusions to semi-public male masturbation, oral (f receiving), p in v sex (unprotected), creampie, pet names, eddie being desperate a/n: coco chanel is rolling in her grave im so very sorry please forgive me wc: 4k

“Before you leave the house, look in the mirror and take one thing off.” “It is always better to be underdressed.” -Coco Chanel

Handsy. That’s the best way you could describe how Eddie’s been the whole night. 

Hands on your waist, hands on your hips, hands slipping under the hem of your dress. 

You’ve gone without underwear before, but you suppose Eddie’s never been so blatantly aware of it until the night’s over. Starting the night with this knowledge has Eddie permanently feeling you up for your lack of underwear, over and under your dress.

Fingertips trailing up the hem of your dress, grazing the crease where your thighs meet the flesh of your ass, dancing as high and as close to your core as he can before you stop him out of courtesy for the people around you. It’s been the same thing on repeat, over and over, him trying to feel his way into getting you to go home.

When that doesn’t work, his head is permanently pressed to your neck whispering whatever he can to convince you.

“Baby, let’s go. We have to go,” he whispered into your ear at one point. When you continued talking to a friend, he pressed his hips into yours from behind, making you blatantly aware of his issue at hand. It wasn’t shocking though, he started the night with an erection and it’s been on and off since—mostly on though, and pressed firmly against your ass. 

Another point in the night, his hips pressed to yours, he was whispering every single word he has on reserve just for you in a desperate attempt to get you home. “Feel how hard my cock is for you, baby?” he grumbled into your ear, forearms snaking around your waist, pulling you even further into him. “Can't wait to sink into your pretty pussy, make you feel so good. You want that?” he groaned, pressing his lips just under your ear. You did want that, but his desperation became your entertainment. 

You wanted to see just how far he would go.

“We go home now, I’ll make you feel so good. Promise, baby.”

“Fuck— come with me to the bathroom, please, baby. Need you so bad.” 

“I’ll take you right here. Need you. Can’t stop thinking about you around my cock” —that one got a laugh out of you. 

Your final bout of entertainment for the night was when he disappeared for far too long. You spared a perfunctory glance around for him, but you knew where he was— you knew where he was off to as soon as his hips left yours, parting himself from you with a quick kiss to your cheek and a totally incomprehensible mumble of where he was going.

The heels of your shoes tapping on the tiled floor of the empty men’s bathroom give you away instantly. A regretful ‘fuck’ echoes from one of the stalls, sounding very sorry for being caught.  

“Eddie,” you say calmly, stopping outside of the stall door. “What are you doing in there?”

“Nothing,” he replies, but his breathiness is incriminating. 

“Nothing? You gonna let me in?”

The quick clank of the lock and the door fervently swinging open doesn’t surprise you. Inside stands a rosy cheeked Eddie with his pants undone, resting low on his hips, and his shirt tucked into the twisted band of his boxers, clearly having just been pulled up. Balled up in his right fist, your underwear. 

“Really?” you laugh. He’s quick to reach forward, hands on your waist pulling you into the stall with him. 

His lips meet yours with a desperate force behind them. You indulge him in the kiss, letting him have this small victory.

“It hurts, baby. Need you so bad. Not fair,” he says pulling away, attaching his lips to your neck.

“Not fair?” 

“Yeah, you took your panties off right in front of me and expected me to just go out and not be hard as a fucking rock,” he mumbles against your skin. “Got me worked up all night,” he nearly whines in your ear as his hands glide low on your hips, squeezing before tugging at the material of your dress.

“Poor baby,” you coo, weaving your fingers into his hair. 

“Mhmm, you gonna help me out, sweetheart?” he asks lowly, punctuating his sentiment with a gentle suck on the sensitive skin just under your ear. His hands stay busy, feeling and squeezing under the hem of your dress before you hear a whimper in his throat, most likely due to your lack of an answer. 

“Need me that badly?” you purr amusedly.

“Fuck, need you so bad,” he groans. 

“So badly you want to fuck me in a dirty men’s bathroom?”

“So badly I was about to rub one out in a dirty men’s bathroom.”

“That’s pretty desperate, huh?” You tease but he doesn’t play into it, far too caught up in the haze of his lust.

“Really desperate,” he mumbles against your skin.

“I must be so mean,” you say, pouting out your lower lip mawkishly, playing up your tone to be taunting. 

“I love you,” he replies, words coming out as a whined plea as he kisses along your pulse point. He loves you, you know it, but you also know he’s playing every card in his deck to win you over right now. 

“How about this, my desperate boy, you bring me home and then you can have me? I’ll be all yours. Sound good?”

“Sounds good,” he hums, continuing his kisses down your neck, dragging his teeth along your collarbone before sucking it harshly, making you gasp. 

“Baby, you’re prolonging your torture, I’m not fucking you in here,” you laugh breathily, tugging slightly at the roots of his hair. Eddie groans before abruptly pulling away, taking your hand and briskly walking out of the stall.

“Eddie!” you laugh more wholesomely. He hums, turning to look at you, dark eyes curious. He takes a step closer to you but you shake your head, focusing your attention on his still open pants.

“Silly boy, you can’t go out there showing off everything you got, that’s only for me,” you tease, moving your hands to his front. 

You run a hand over the damp spot on his boxers, slyly stroking the head of his cock with your thumb as you tuck him back into his pants. A hiss climbs in his throat as you button him up, pulling the zipper, and loosely buckling his belt. 

“My poor baby,” you coo teasingly, placing a hand on his heated cheek, smoothing his hair back. Eddie looks at you, nothing but desire and adoration in his eyes as he hums a quiet agreement. “I love you,” you smile, before reconnecting your hands, setting Eddie back onto his one track mind, tugging you out of the bathroom. 

The ride home was near silent. You’d think you did something wrong if it wasn’t for the strong standing bulge in his jeans. That, and how quickly he pulled up in front of the house, got out of the van, and ushering you inside.

As soon as you stumble through the bedroom door, he has you pinned to the wall. His lips attached to yours, the jitters of lust pulsing through the both of you. Before you get too carried away, you pull away, smiling at Eddie. His blown out pupils stare back at you with an exasperated degree of eagerness— you decide to test his patience anyways.

“One thing, Eddie. You get to take one thing off me.” You tease gently, reminding him of how the night began. 

He scoffs, blinking back his lust as he humors you. Pulling your underwear from his back pocket again, he dangles them for you to see. “I already got my one thing, but I think you’re still a little overdressed.”

“It is better to be underdressed, isn’t it?” you laugh, impressed by his listening skills.

“Absolutely,” he grins.

His hands trail down your body, grabbing the hem of your dress a final time for the night before tugging it over your head. He takes care in undressing you— more care than a man who’s been hard for the whole night should, and it makes you love him even more for it. Every other aspect of your outfit shed, Eddie has you the perfect degree of underdressed.

You do the same for him, stripping him down to be equally underdressed, pressing soft kisses on each newly exposed part of skin. Kiss after innocent kiss, he grows anything but, and his hands wander with growing neediness. His eyes flare with excitement when you look at him and you can’t help but feel your own feverishness building. He walks you back to the bed, guiding you down with him.

“Want you on your knees, pretty girl, need to see your ass on full display for me,” he says, grabbing at your hips and flipping you before you can even get a hand on the mattress. He brings your hips up high, holding you, giving you time to stabilize yourself. You put a deep arch in your back, the way you know he likes.

His hands smooth over the expanse of your behind, gliding low from the crease under your ass, all the way to your lower back.

“Teasing me all night knowing this was just under your little dress and I couldn’t have it,” he says in a low grumble. 

“All yours now, Eddie,” you reply sweetly, humming as he rubs higher on your back before gliding low again.

“Mhm, all mine.” He grips harshly, squeezing your ass before his hand draws from you, only to meet your skin again in a welcomed crack to your rounded cheek.  

He does it once, slapping you just to watch the rippled tides roll over your flesh from the impact. He does it again, slapping the other side to match. A third and final time, he delivers the crack of a slap to your plump cheek solely for being the premise of his night long desperation. It has you reeling, nearly asking for more until his hands massage over the flushed skin, soothing you gently. You let out a quiet moan, enjoying the tender caress. 

“Look at that, she’s already soaked for me. Had a good time teasing me, huh?” He says, canting your hips forward and running his fingers through your folds.

“Mhm.” You moan, pushing back into his touch. 

“Bet if I kept you there a little longer, you would have let me fuck you in the men’s bathroom.”

“Uh-uh.” You disagree, shaking your head into the mattress.

“No?” he questions condescendingly. He sinks two of his fingers inside of your cunt, the squelched sound of your wetness mixing with his low laugh. “I don’t believe you, look at this— look at how wet you are,” he says, curving his fingers inside of you, making your breath stutter. His other hand rubs even strokes along your skin, working you up even further. “So wet, just for me, right?”

“Just for you, Eddie. Always just for you.”

“That’s what I like to hear, my good girl.” He pulls his fingers out from you, rubbing his wet fingertips over your clit, making you jolt forward at the initial contact but his other hand grips harshly on your hip, bringing you right back to him.

He rubs slow circles on your clit and your breathing quickly turns erratic. You knew you were having fun teasing Eddie all night, but you hadn’t realized the full extent that it had worked you up until now, when just the slightest attention has your insides running hot and stomach tensing harshly. He continues his slow motions on your clit, and you careen into it.

“Eddie, m’so close already,” you say, voice coming out breathy. He speeds up his maneuvers and your back unconsciously arches even deeper, opening yourself up further to him. 

“Yeah? Barely even done anything yet, baby, and you already wanna cum for me?” he goads, sounding all too cocky for someone who spent the night begging to fuck you, but he already has you— you’re entirely his for the bending and he knows it.

“Mhm, want to cum please,” you answer, tilting your head to lie it into the mattress, making a sorry attempt at catching a glimpse of Eddie. 

“N’aw isn’t that sweet. My girl teases me all night then wants to cum right away. Such a sweetheart as always,” he says, staying strong in his arrogant attitude but it only spurs on your pleasure, adding heat to your simmering belly. 

“E-Eddie,” you stutter through your tensing muscles as you teeter on the cusp of cumming. You feel your high approaching, getting so close, only to be ripped away when Eddie stops abruptly, making you whine, sinking your face into the bed in defeat.

Eddie laughs lowly, a hand grazing your lower back. “Don’t worry, pretty girl, told you I’d make you feel good,” he says, sounding pleased with himself. His hand on your lower back trails down to your ass again, squeezing once more. 

You hear the mattress shuffle before you feel his tongue on your cunt, both hands now gripping your cheeks harshly, spreading you open for him. The initial contact makes you gasp before you settle into a pleased moan.

The warmth of his mouth on your already heated core and the strategic lapping of his tongue puts you in a state of gasping for air very quickly. The rigidity in your muscles rapidly works its way back in, and your growing pleasure is swiftly picking up where it left off. Swirling his tongue in and out of your entrance, all you can do is grind back, reveling in the feeling.

“Eddie, feels so good,” you say breathily. He groans into your cunt, the speed of his tongue increasing tenfold turning you into a moaning mess.

He works his way down to your clit, closing his lips around the little bud, sucking harshly. He pushes his face further into you, nose just barely dipping into your hole and your whole body washes over in a tingle that draws all the air from your lungs. His suckling has you jerking forward, but his grip rounds to the front of your thighs, pulling you right back into him— pushing you straight into your orgasm.

Your hips jolt, bucking back and forth in Eddie’s firm hold. When the edges of your vision blur, you squeeze your eyes shut, feeling your whole body reign in jolts of electricity that shudder throughout you— all at the mercy of Eddie's tongue. 

When your gasping breaths turn into high pitched whines, he releases your clit, lapping at you messily, the wetness making obscene noises. He groans into you, loosening his grip, running his hands back around your hips, squeezing your ass in his hands again. He slows his tongue, bringing you down from your orgasm, letting you suck in a much needed breath. 

When he finally draws from you, you feel him jiggle your ass, obviously having too much fun playing with it while you’re busy gathering your wits.

“Eddie. So good, felt so good,” you say through gasps of air. Your body feels limp, the only thing keeping you up is Eddie’s grip stabilizing you and the side of your head smashed into the blanket— arms reduced to pure jelly.

“Told you I’d make you feel good, baby,” he says softly, rubbing a hand up your spine. The gentle touch makes you shiver and goosebumps erupt all over your body. Eddie laughs softly and his grip loosen, letting you fall slightly before he’s guiding you to lay on your back.

You catch his gaze and he flashes a cute smile, your favourite smile of his. In its boyish charm, it never fails to make your heart melt for him. 

“There’s my pretty girl,” he whispers, moving up your body to hover over you.

“Love you, Eddie.”

“Love you too, my perfect girl,” he replies, pressing a slick coated kiss to your lips.

His kiss starts out tender and loving but with how tonight has gone, it’s not long before it’s messy, all teeth and tongue and desperation. 

When you spread your thighs wider, letting him drop further into you, he pulls back catching your gaze. “You ready for my cock, baby?” he asks, hand cupping your jaw as he looks at you. His thumb rubs back and forth against your skin and you pout your lip out in pure adoration for him.

“Want it so bad,” you whine. He smiles again, patting your cheek gently before moving to snake his hand between your bodies. 

“Yeah?” he hums, adjusting himself over top of you. “Been waiting to feel you all night, pretty girl.”

You feel as he glides the head of his cock through your slicked folds, gathering your wetness before he lines himself up with your entrance. “Perfect pussy, worth waiting for,” he says under his breath, making you smile. He pushes in and your smile immediately turns into your mouth dropping, brows furrowing upwards as he stretches you perfectly.

“F-fuck,” Eddie curses as he bottoms out inside of you, a low rumble growing in his chest as he stills, sucking in harsh breaths. “Got me so close already from teasing all night,” he groans, his own brows pinching as he collects himself, not wanting to blow his load immediately.

All you can do is hum, feeling lost in the swirls of pleasure while simultaneously searching for more, mindlessly grinding your hips into Eddie’s.  

“Baby,” Eddie says, voice cracking into a whimper as his hand grabs your hip, stilling you.

“Feels so good, Eddie.” You breathe, writhing in the sheets. Eddie leans forward, his chest pressing to yours and you gladly take the opportunity to wrap your hands around his back, arching off the bed to grind your hips better despite him already warning you once.

Eddie exhales deeply, calming himself from your movements before speaking. “Nuh-uh. Gotta let me do all the work, pretty girl.” He admonishes gently, with a kiss on your lips. You huff a restless breath and Eddie presses another kiss to your cheek before slowly drawing his hips from yours. 

The drag out is slow, the slowest thing about tonight because after that, Eddie pushes in quickly, punching all the air from your lungs. He knows he’s got you worked up. He knows your second orgasm always comes faster. He’s fucking you the way he knows you like it, but he’s chasing his desperation, seeking the pleasure he’s been soughting for all night.

His hips meet yours with a fervent force, nudging your clit with each roll, stroking your g-spot in a deliberate way that comes to him naturally from knowing you so well. It doesn’t take long for your body to wash over in a prickled tension, leaving you moaning and whimpering for him.

Eddie’s lively pace leaves him just as reactive, his groans and deep grunts harmonizing with your high pitched mewls. His hand grazes your side, palm rounding over your breast, squeezing it self-indulgently. He massages it lustily with the intention of just feeling you— feeling the way your chest rises as you desperately fill your lungs with air just for it to sink so deeply with each whined exhale that he feels the roaring pound of your heart within your ribcage beneath his grasp.

His eager thrusts drive you up the brink of pleasure, head filled with only thoughts of how good your body feels and the man who’s orchestrating it all. Rightfully so, the only thing coming from your mouth is gasps of his name coming out like short pleas. 

“Fuck, baby. Feels so good.” He says through a strangled breath. “Can feel you squeezing me tight, gonna cum for me again?” He asks, his voice pitching up the faintest bit, signaling you to his onset release. Like a Pavlovian response, it triggers the rigidity in your body— tension spreading from the curl of your toes all the way up to your open set jaw and furrowed brows. 

“Eddie—” you start, your own heavy breath cutting you off with a broken cry as your pleasure hits its peak.

“I know, baby.” He coos, the edge of his face meeting yours as he breaths hot air into the crook of your neck. 

Your hands grasp at his back, pulling yourself closer to him as all your muscles flex and tighten. Another roll of his hips sets you off, body erupting in spasms, hips jolting beneath his. You feel your body become weightless, a misted daze of euphoria setting in your consciousness as he brings you through your orgasm with each meteoric jerk of his hips.

Eddie grumbles low words against your skin, but in your hazy head, they fall upon deaf ears. When his hips stutter, you know exactly what he was trying to tell you.

“Cum for me, Eddie.” You say, mustering up all of the energy and oxygen in your body to produce such a pitiful whimper, but it’s enough to seduce his release. 

His hips press flush to yours and the subtlety of warmth fills you up. Riding his orgasm out with slowed, shallow thrusts, his low, breathy whimpers echo into your ear from where he’s pressed himself firmly into your skin. 

Movements becoming kinetic jolts, he slowly comes to a halt and his sticky chest connects completely to yours. Dropping his weight onto you, the added pressure lures you through the last stretch of settling back down onto earth from your clouded rapture. 

Heartbeat to heartbeat, you both lay still, gathering your breaths. This is one of your favourite moments; the comedown, where you’re both so synchronized, shared pulses constellating you together. If Eddie didn’t already have your heart entirely, moments like now would be what steals it.

His breathing evens out, but gains a particular heaviness to it that you know he gets when he’s extra tired. Your poor baby. 

Gliding your hand up his back and weaving your fingers through his hair has him rousing, pressing a chaste kiss on your neck before pushing himself up with an accompanying deep groan. He rolls off you, with a content sigh. 

“Come cuddle closer.” He says softly, arms already pulling at you. He tugs you into his chest, pressing you snug to him.

You let out your own happy sigh, body still feeling tingly. Eddie twirls a piece of your hair in his fingers, and looking over to him, his eyes have fluttered shut, his face set in a relaxed expression. 

You shuffle in closer, bringing a hand to his chest and drawing little circles in his skin, and he lets out another content sigh.

“Feeling better?” you ask, pressing your chin to his chest to see him better. His eyes open and warm brown greets you, showering you with a tender gaze. 

“After all that teasing, yeah,” he says, flashing you a grin.

“Good. I’m glad.” you say, laughing softly. 

“I think you gotta teach me more of those fashion tips, baby,” he says with the faint rise of a smirk. 

“Oh yeah?” you question, smiling as you wonder what he’s getting at.

“Yeah, that was fun,” he says, widening his eyes for emphasis. 

Tilting your head at him, you give him an exaggerated questioning look. “I thought it wasn’t fair?” you tease. 

“Oh not fair at all,” he grins. “If you do that’s again, we’re absolutely fucking before we go out.”

“Before?” you say, dropping your mouth in a faux bewilderment. 

“Before and after,” he says with a wink. 

“Lucky me,” you tease, raising your brows at him.

“Lucky me,” he corrects with a smirk, bringing a hand up to your face, pushing your hair back before pinching your nose gently between his thumb and pointer finger. 

You scrunch your nose, escaping his teasing gesture by hiding your face in his chest. “And it’s all thanks to Coco Chanel,” you laugh. He brings his hand to the back of your head, smoothing your hair down in a tender gesture. 

“All thanks to Coco Chanel,” he agrees.

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[seookki]

Hi!! would you be interested in writing some ushijima fluff? :)

of course! Thanks for requesting!

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Ushijima x Reader

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Winter festivals were never Ushijima Wakatoshi's thing, but ever since he met you, he had made some exceptions. You were so excited about the upcoming winter festival as you loved the holiday spirit and celebrating with people while cozying under scarves and drinking hot cocoa.

Your winter break just started and Ushijima was walking you home. You couldn't contain your excitement about the upcoming festival and kept talking about it as Ushijima listened. The corner of his eyes crinkles slightly at your rosy cheeks and how your eyes were glittering in excitement. He takes your hand in his and puts it in his pocket to keep warm as you continue to talk about it while smiling a little wider.

The night of Christmas Eve has finally come and Ushijima was waiting outside your door. He exhaled to see the cloud of vapor that came from his warmth and you suddenly came out frantic with your hat barely on your head and your jacket in one arm.

"Ushi! I'm sorry I kept you waiting in the cold, I was taking too long getting ready" You exclaim as you catch your breath and put your shoes on all the way.

He couldn't help but find your frantic appearance adorable and he adjusted your hat and helped you put your jacket in the other arm. "It's alright. I didn't wait long." You smile at him as he helps you and it immediately warms him up, extinguishing the cold that once enveloped him. "Let's go now, it should be starting soon." He says as he extends his hand which has you quickly take it in excitement.

You both start walking and you couldn't help but to smile into your scarf at the fact that your stoic boyfriend who never attends anything festive would go to a festival for you. You look up at him while walking and he notices and stops to look down at you. "Is there something wrong?" he asks. You shake your head lightly as you grin at him. "I'm just glad you're coming with me. I know you probably didn't want to." His face unchanged, he shakes his head and lightly tucks a strand of your hair away from your face. "I like whatever makes you happy." This gets you to smile wider as you continue to walk while lightly swinging your arms.

You arrive at the festival and your eyes widen in immediate happiness. The Christmas lights twinkle luminously with various colors and patterns and the streets are crowded with people laughing and singing with joy. A giant Christmas tree sits at the center decorated with ornate objects and paper wishes and your heart couldn't feel any warmer from the sight.

"Ushi, let's get hot coco first!" You say brightly as you point towards a hot cocoa stand. Ushijima nods as he takes your lead and offers to pay for your hot cocoa. The warmth from the cup brings comfort into your hand and you sigh at the richness of the chocolate. Ushijima takes a sip and closes his eyes, savoring the heat of the drink and letting it envelop his body.

You continue walking around with both your hands warmed up with your coco and Ushijima's hand and you couldn't feel happier. You both check out the petting zoo with a pony and tiny goats and the little shops that are selling aromatic candles that smell like holly, cinnamon, and clove. You buy some small things from these little shops as presents and souvenirs as Ushijima quietly follows you around.

Finally, you walk up to the tree while finishing your last drop of hot cocoa. "Ushi, let's write a wish together!" You turn to the olive haired volleyball player as he also finishes his drink. He nods and lets go of your hand to retrieve the paper ornaments and pencils. He comes back and you two are writing on the ornament and you slightly shield yours by turning away so he doesn't see what you're writing. You both finish writing and he puts his up and he helps you put yours up next to his.

You lean against his shoulder and wrap your arms around his bicep as you look up to see your ornaments hang. "Look at what I wrote," You say while pointing to it.

'I wish that Ushi and I can go to the winter festival together every year' is what it read and Ushijima had a small soft smile spread on his face. "I wrote a similar thing." he says and you look up to read his. 'I wish to come back again with Y/N every year.' You turn your head to look up at him and you open your mouth into a wide smile. "Really? You liked coming here with me?" He nods as he turns and faces you as his olive eyes warmly locked with yours. "I want to be wherever you are Y/N," Your face flushes and you look down at your hands fiddling with your scarf as you mumble into it "Why're you suddenly so mushy Ushi," You say still smiling. He takes his hand and lifts your chin gently and his face seems significantly closer to yours. "Am I not allowed to?" he responds back.

You stare at each other's eyes and then the clock bell rings and the area suddenly gets louder as people around start wishing 'Merry Christmas' to one another. You look back into his eyes and he suddenly leans in, pressing his lips gently against yours. Your eyes widen in surprise but you quickly respond back and close them.

The rich cocoa flavor mixed between you both as it still lingered in your mouths. The kiss warmed your faces and you both stayed there for a while with Ushijima's hand on your cheek and your hands holding onto his jacket. You both slowly pulled back and you couldn't contain your smile in which he reciprocated back with a rare one.

"Merry Christmas Ushi." You say with an eye-closing grin.

"Merry Christmas Y/N." He says with a thin smile as he leans back down for another kiss.