#Holy cliffs

[glitch-the-artist]

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[reyadawn]

Break Me, Shake Me

*image not mine but fuck I wish it was*

Summary: Noah Sebastian is the new CEO of Omens, Inc. Tall, dark, suave - he does not do relaionships. Period. That all gets tossed out the window when he sees his PA and everything changes.

Pairings: Noah Sebastian x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 🔞 (DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18), BDSM, language, kissing, hair pulling, choking, breeding!kink, praise!kink, degredation, fingering, oral, unprotected sex, creampie

Word Count: 🤷‍♀️

Tramendous shout out to my best friend @concreteemo for callaborating with me on this. You're a fucking gem and I love you!

FYI, I did not want to split this into two segments so I hope ya'll have some extra time 😅

Happy reading! 🥰🤭

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Secretary. I scoffed at the job title, knowing full well my teñorship at Omens, Inc. warranted me a much better one. Personal Assistant at the very least. However, I needed the position so I was willing to work with what I was given. It also helped my in-office best friend and coworker, Magenta, broke up the monotonus work load a busy office can bring.

My black strappy heels clicked on the dark polished wood floors of the 10th level office as I weaved my way through the bustle of office staff. A conference was in session as I passed by the closed door and the employee lounge held a few other staff members as they grabbed a quick cup of coffee.

Balancing my own coffee as well as Magenta's in one hand and my handbag in other, I rounded a corner as the rest of the office came into view. Polished oak desks, crystal chandeliers hanging from above and a massive Japanese bonsai tree made it look like we all worked in a salon rather than a major surveillance facility.

I approached Magenta's office, which for lack of a better description, was the file room and set the coffees down on her desk. I smirked at the tilted stack of files on the floor next to where she was standing, burried up to her elbows in a filing cabinet.

"You're a literal saint right now, bestie. I needed this", Magenta said, without turning around. Her hair was piled on her head in a work-worthy bun and her white collared shirt was tucked neatly into grey slacks.

"I figured with all the changes happening this morning, we needed some extra caffeine", I smirked. Magenta turned to me finally, reaching for the coffee and taking a healthy sip.

"Girl, wait until you see him, your panties will catch on fire", she whispered out of the blue and euphorically closed her eyes.

"Who?", I asked, glancing down at my tight pencil skirt. What panties? Damn thing was too tight to wear them without lines showing.

"Noah Sebastian. The new CEO. He's the epitome of sex on legs. His partner, Nicholas Ruffilo, is pretty hot, too, though", she replied. I stared at her.

"Mag!", I scolded.

"Once you see him, you won't be scolding me...instead you'll be begging from him", she chuckled. I shot her a glare, hands on my hips.

"I beg from no man. Especially power hungry ones who have horrible taste in overhead lighting and decor", I said matter of factly. All of a sudden the smile was wiped off Magenta's face and she froze. I was about to ask her what her malfunction was when I looked over my shoulder.

The sight before me damn near stole the breath from my lungs and had me involuntarily shifting, my clit throbbing to life. Noah Sebastian in the flesh. Tall, a towering 6'3, short dark hair perfectly coiffed and complete with a black tailored suit. The white button up he wore was loosely undone at the top, no tie and colorful tattoos decorated his throat. Holy fuck.

"That can be remedied, pretty girl. My office. Now. Don't make me ask you twice", Noah said, dark eyes glittering with anger.

I stared at him in shock, not realizing I had said anything outloud. However, I was put in my place by his domineering tone and made my way past him towards his office which ironically sat behind my desk. My palms were clammy, breathing labored, clit pulsing and thighs slick. The hell was wrong with me?

Noah walked ahead of me, swinging his office door open and held it wide, beckoning me to enter with a very large tattooed hand. A flash of what those long fingers would feel like inside me crossed my brain as I entered, the door slamming shut. The sound of the lock clicking into place was deafening.

The office was larger than I thought, a glass desk the main center piece with only a laptop, a photo of a black dog, an intercom and a coaster on the surface. A bookshelf lined the wall to my left, filled to capacity with books and a leather fouton to my right. Another small booshelf sat behind Noah's desk and though it was decorated with odds and ends, it looked...off.

"So, pretty girl. You don't think highly of my choice in lighting or decor?", Noah asked, sitting behind his desk, legs spread casually under the table. Dear God. I simply shook my head.

"Use your words, pretty girl. Find your voice and answer me. I don't often give second chances and I don't like repeating myself", he said calmly, arms resting on his leather chair. His long fingers tapped against the material impatiently.

"I have a name, you know", I snapped, glaring at him. Noah chuckled and despite my attitude, it was the only armour I had. I mean, this man could curb stomp me and send me to the ICU and I would thank him.

"I'm well aware of your name, pretty girl. I'm sure by now you already know mine", he said, full lips pulled into a smirk.

"Noah", I whispered. He closed his eyes, tipping his head back, mouth slightly open.

"God in heaven, I love the way you say my name", he said, shifting his legs. I could see the material tenting at the front of his slacks and if I'm a betting person, that fucking Anaconda wouldn't fit. He stood suddenly, holding his hand out to mine. I nervously took the steps to place mine in his, craning my head back to look up at him. Even in heels, I barely reached his chin.

His lips suddenly descended upon mine. No warning, no preparation, no sign at all as they slanted across mine, deeping the kiss, his tongue tracing my bottom lip in silent permission. I fisted the lapels of his suit jacket, his arms going around my waist, large hands sliding down to grab my ass through my skirt as I let his tongue explore my own.

My brain short circuited and started boiling, my thighs clenching together as my arousal started slowly oozing between them. Noah gently pulled away from me, as his dark eyes roamed over me.

"Come with me. You're not to speak a word of what happens between us from here on out. I need your consent. Give it to me, pretty girl, now", he whispered against my lips.

"Yes", I whispered, letting him turn me to the bookshelf. He reached a hand out, pushing down on the arm of a Naruto statue, of all things, and it swung open. I almost laughed in disbelief but thought better of it because, of course he would have a secret room in his office.

Upon entering the room, I stopped short, completely taken aback by my surroundings. The floor was one massive mirror, the walls were black with various shelves that held a wide variety of sex toys and aftercare products. There was a massive king size four poster bed in the center of the room that was neatly made with dark blue satin bedding. The ceiling was also a mirror as I looked up and in the reflection saw Noah standing with his hands in his pockets of his dress slacks, the front still massively tented with his erection. I swallowed nervously, still unmoving.

"Look at me, pretty girl", Noah said. There goes that tone of voice again. It washed over me like warm rain, my senses going into overload. "From here on out, you're mine...body and soul. Do as I command, you'll be rewarded. Defy me and you'll be punished". I whimpered. Fucking. Whimpered. Like a damn bitch in heat. Noah arched a singular brow at me, lips curled into a knowing smirk.

"As I said before, Noah, I bow to no one", I said sharply. I blinked. Long fingers gripped my throat, gently squeezing, reminding me of the physical power this man held.

"You'll bow to me", Noah replied. "In this room you'll pray to me, worship me...and in turn I will break you, shake you, make you submit to me. That tight, sweet cunt is fucking mine...and when it's all said and done, pretty girl...I will breed you".

I couldn't speak. My brain refused to function properly as my body betrayed me almost coming at his words alone. I shifted in his hold, whimpers of need spilling from my lips. Noah's smile was sinister as he stepped back.

"Undress for me", he said simply. I complied, bending to unbuckle my heels and I swear he fucking growled. I stood, unzipping my skirt to slide it down my thighs, letting it drop to the floor. I could hear Noah release the breath he was holding as I pulled my blose up over my head to add it to my skirt and heels. I forgoed the bra as well, thankful the material was thick enough to hid my nipples. I turned and looked at him, my jaw going slack.

Noah had rid himself of his jacket, the sleeves of his white button up rolled halfway up his forearms, exposing more of his intricate tattoos.

"Goddamn, you're fucking beautiful...I can't wait to shove my tongue and fingers inside that dripping cunt...the bed", he said, voice hoarse with need as he cocked his head in the direction of the bed. I padded over, my body trembling with anticipation as I crawled on top, the bedding cool on my overly heated skin. I layed down, waiting for him to approach. By the time he reached me, he was as naked as I was.

"Safeword, pretty girl. Pick any word that comes to mind", he said as I watched him circle the bed. I could only stare at him, my eyes following his movements, his muscles bunching with every step, every inch of skin covered in ink except the huge cock that swung between his legs.

"I won't need one, Sir", I replied. Noah stopped, eyes widening briefly.

"Such polite manners for a woman whose been giving me attitude since I met her mere moments ago. Trust me when I say...you'll need it", he said confidently, reaching under the bed.

"Mercy", I said simply. Noah was silent as he stood, revealing a spreader bar and vibrator in his hands. He moved to the end of the bed.

"Spread those gorgeous legs", he ordered. I complied, letting him attach the velcro cuffs around my ankles. With ease, he lifted my legs and then jerked the ends of the bar so it extended, his muscles stretching as my legs were forced open wider. He gently set my legs down, bending my knees slightly.

Noah crawled up my body and I instinctively reached for him but before I could touch him, he took both of my hands at the wrist to bring them over my head. The fingers of his free hand slowly parted my dripping folds to ghost over my swolen clit, his barely there touch causing my eyes to roll back. There was a pause and two thick fingers pushed inside me up to his knuckle, curling against my g-spot as his thumb rubbed circles on my clit.

"Scream for me", he whispered, as I saw stars behind closed eyes. My voice echoed around the room as I coated his fingers and hand with my release. My body had been so on edge I couldn't disobey. "Good girl...good girl. Now open those pretty lips". I did. "Suck". I did.

I moaned around his fingers before he pulled them out of my mouth, replacing his fingers with his lips. The kiss was all teeth and tongues. I wiggled my hands but his grip on my wrists only tightened. I wanted to touch him so bad.

Noah broke the kiss to crawl down my body, planting open wet kisses in his wake, paying special attention to my nipples, sucking them to harden peaks. I moaned, my hands coming down to fist the sheets. Noah, again, gave me no warning as he ran his tongue through my folds before laching his full lips around my clit, all while shoving his expertly long fingers back inside my cunt. I tipped my head back, crying out as he ate me like a favored treat.

"Fuck your cunt tastes divine...so wet, so warm, like a fucking juicy peach...give me another one...come on my tongue", he growled, the vibrations reverberating through my clit and the damn burst. I tried closing my thighs around his head but the bar prevented me. All I could do was comply, my body breaking out in a thin sweat as Noah continued to eat my overstimulated pussy like he was starving.

"Noah, please...I can't...no more, stop", I begged, chest heaving. He ignored me, suddenly replacing his fingers with the vibrator, pushing it inside my cunt, my walls instinctively gripping the intruder. I cried out as he turned it on, adjusting the volume all the way up and I screamed the second his lips wrapped around my clit again.

My hands scrambled and fisted more of the sheet beneath me, just for something to tether myself to.

"There she is...look at this beautiful pussy, clenching around this toy...don't you wish it were my cock instead? That what you want? You want my cock to split you open? To breed you?", Noah asked, grunting as his hips rutted against the bed.

"Please, please, Noah...help me", I begged. Noah laughed before sucking my clit back into his mouth as he pumped the vibrator in and out of my dripping cunt. The sheets were soaked. I had nowhere to go as I tried to wigle away from him, pleasure now meeting fear. Noah grabbed my hips in his hands, pulling my clit right back to his lips and I screamed, eyes shut tight as my orgasm washed over me.

Mercy!, I thought but despite my body feeling like it was going to snap, I refused to use the safe word. I was trying to hang on to whatever self control I had but it was almost non-existant. Noah then removed the vibrator, my release dripping down and onto his fingers.

I was out of breath, my body trembling as I watched Noah climb up my body once more. His lips ghosted over my collar bone, my neck, my cheek to slant over mine as his cock uncerimoniously thrust inside me to the hilt. Breaking the kiss, I threw my head back, body bowing up into his chest and I screamed, "Mercy!!" like a prayer. I screamed so loud I was afraid the mirrors would shatter.

It was too much. His cock stretched me to the point of pain as his hips snapped between my thighs, dragging his cock in and out of my overworked cunt.

"Ffuuuuccck...oh, goddamn, this pussy is so fucking good...so tight...so fucking tight...yes, pretty girl...submit...give me what I deserve, you dirty fucking thing...you're mine", Noah said between breaths. I couldn't speak except for the incoherent sounds that left my lips. Harder his hips worked, bullying his cock inside my cunt.

"No-Noah...pleasepleaseplease", I begged. At this point I wasn't even sure what I was begging for as every push and pull from his cock sent my nerve endings into overload. The orgasm building was going to kill me. I wouldn't survive. The thought had me clenching around him, his eyes closed and lips parted to try and catch his breath. A hand suddenly came up around my throat, squeezing much harder than previously and my eyes rolled back as my air suppy dwindled.

"Can't you feel it? You're losing control, pretty girl...you're breaking. Your mind and this sweet, tight body...I'm gonna' fill you up...fill you up for days...you're fucking mine, now let go...fucking let go, now!", he snarled, jack hammering his cock inside me. My vision turned white before millions of stars appeared behind closed eyes as my orgasm hit. Against an unspoken rule, I reached up to rake my nails down his back as he stilled his cock inside me. I could feel him pulse and throb as he emptied his balls, the squelching sounds of our joint release pooling into the already sodden sheets. "Good fucking girl...oh, good girl", he praised.

Hot tears slipped down my cheeks as my body shook from the aftermath, my hands and nails still holding onto the muscles in his back. Noah's once perfectly coifed hair now hung into his eyes, his breathing just as ragged as mine. He lifted himself from my grasp, cock slipping from my pussy and I winced at the loss.

I felt the material of the cuffs leave my ankles as the spreader bar was removed. Noah crawled back up the bed, exhaustion pulling at him. His arms and legs encircled my body, pulling me to his chest, my head resting against his warm flesh. He rained kisses at my temple, silent praises of adoration.

"You did so good for me, pretty girl...so fucking good", he whispered. My heart clenched at the praise as sleep finally took us...

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Please be kind in your comments. This took me all day to write 🥰

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[unknownkona]

ARGGHGFHDG GOD HE'S SO FUCKING HOT [SLAMS TABLE]

[etherealyoungk]

KWON SOONYOUNG????

[staar-b0yy]

post metallica: i got roberts bass pick

so yeah. i also got like RIGHT next to the stage dude, it was so fucking amazing. legit the best concert ive ever been to, DEFFO reccomend

[imminent-danger-came]

“Mei! You have to stop. I know you’re upset, and that’s okay! I know what it’s like to have a power you don’t know how to control—

—to feel like the fate of the world is in your hands

and you have no idea what to do!

((How do you still not see that he has no idea what he's doing? How about this for a plan: stay down MK, or I will put you down.))

But you always have my back, and help me through it. We, will figure this out!

Together!”

[frnkiebby]

have some fave frimages since i hit you guys with two NonFrankPosts in 24hrs.~🎃

[duffyduffles]

IF I GET MARRIED I WILL PLAY NOVEMBER RAIN OR NOTHING ELSE MATTERS AND NO ONE CAN STOP ME.

[akimojo]

Something I never see people mention about ffxiii is just how different the entire experience becomes if you just appreciate the scenery in all the locations you run around in

The "hallway simulator" maps are actually pretty damn enjoyable when you spend the time taking in how absolutely stunning the game is, and the incredible ost on top of that makes it even better

[starfleetsxvulcan]

Kirk: So, what, now I’m just supposed to do anything that Spock does? I mean, what if he jumped off a cliff?

Bones: If Spock were to jump off a cliff, he would’ve done his due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry, so yes. If you see Spock jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff.

Kirk: You jump off a cliff!

Bones: Gladly. Provided Spock did first.

[eidolons-stuff]

Thing: *impatiently signs* "SOMEONE SAY SOMETHING"

Enid: "uh-"

Xavier: "Oh my god- Wednesday, do you want to go on a date with Enid?"

Enid: *shocked* "uh- that"

[glitch-the-artist]

MEET THE FLAKES!

behold, chapter 4’s shop keepers for the first area of the holy cliffs! snowit and firely!

they are a couple who live together in a cabin up in the cliffs, they also sell stuff to any near by travelers who are interested in any hot coco, or ice cream. You meet them when you get lost in a snowstorm at the beginning of the dark world, snowit finds you and leads you back to his place so you can gain your strength back. And ya that’s basically how you meet the two.

snowit’s personality is a happy jolly guy who loves to make people happy, he loves the cold and helps anyone he can when lost in a snowstorm (which happens often in the cliffs).

finally, firely personality is more of a grumpy type. They hate the cold and prefer to not go outside, but still snowit try’s to convince her to come outside and hang out with them (which it works sometimes tho). She used to have a friend too, but she sadly doesn’t know where they went. Oh that poor ghost…

anyways, yes these two are inspired by the idea of the miser brother. But they also are inspired by sans in papyrus too tho, more pacifically on how wacky they are sometimes.

also final thing, firely is important. I won’t say how but she is. Remember that.

[reyadawn]

Happy Finger Friday!! 😄🥵

Thirst is fucking REAL today 🫠🫠

@artificialbreezy @amourtoken @concreteangel92 @concreteemo @cowpokeomens @darling-millicent-aubrey @exitwoundsx @flowery-mess @lilhobgobbler @livingdeceasedgirl @thefallennightmare @mothflysblog

Let me know if you would like to be added 😃

[eggymcdegy]

He is wanted dead for interdimensional hijinx

[allhandsondeck1]

What the fuck did I just witness

[nightssideblogofshame]

I'll say one thing about dredge, no game has as rapidly recontextualized itself in my eyes as when i drove up to what i thought was a shipwreck only for it to come alive as a crab and attempt to smash my ship

I stared at that for a good long while processing