#am i seeing these for the firsy

[souvlki]

i saw u on thw street

ngk this scared me cuz i didnt see rhe pic at firsy BUT HAIII AM EVERYWHER

[mesanthropi]

hihihi moots as svt memes go!

i feel like i know you from somewhere, anon 👁️👁️ but i have a shit ton of those so LET'S GO. I'M DOING THIS FOR ALL MY MUTUALS (memes under the readmore)

@wheeboo still can't believe we're moots. anyway, i literally just clicked on this one solely for the captions, but i guess i just gravitated to seungkwan naturally. we're all shocked by capitalism, but ate rani would be the most shocked by it. (she'd hate gas prices here in the ph)

@weird-bookworm these are all gonna be gose pictures, huh? /j this was literally her with me earlier this afternoon. like i was all "should i let the intrusive thoughts win", she came into the replies, then on discord HAHAHAHAH im so sorry you have to deal with my nonsense, but i am stuck with you like oxygen to blood cells.

@3ninth ok not a kpop mutual, but i don't have many mutuals so ya'll are here now no matter what fandom you come from 👉👉 homie is my fellow discord mod. miss her sm fr, hopefully she's back when the owner pops back in from school activities!! if you see this, paula, hope ur having a great time. if not, tell us who we need to beat up

@fairyhaos ATE YENAAAA <33 ok so as an alternative, there's [this], but! primarily, she's giving. this specific mingyu pic. this was defo them during the shua dating rumors and i don't blame her, BUT ALSO. I FEEL LIKE THIS IS ALSO A THING WHENEVER AN ILLEGAL REQ POPS INTO THE ASK BOX. WHEN ARE WE GETTINBG AN UPDATE ON THE COUNT /JJJ

@kyeomyun she's the homie frfr actually. jadaders would tbh go "that's unfortunate" with the biggest smile on her face if there's any minor inconvenience that happens to either you or her. it's either in a way where girlie is fr amused by your misfortune, or this is a call for help. she's going thru it @ school so hopefully she gets a break soon ^^

@i-luvsang just for you, i'm getting an atz meme (and also bc its their 5th debut anniv <3). feel like marimoon would get the nearest stuffed animal in a shop, call for me, and do this with the blankest face they can manage. i'd lose my mind ofc i laugh at everything but especially shit like this. it's deadpan humor, i swear

@hannyoontify KIKIEEEEEEE <333 DO YOU LOVE ME /LYR /J anyway, kie!! my homie kie, we miss you here at residencia misantropia. moving on, we have this lovely jeonghan screenshot from a knowing bros episode. feel like this is their mood sometimes. hopefully you're taking care of yourself, man! when you come back, we're here with open arms fr ong!!

@joshuahonggf JIAAAA we don't talk much but i adore her sm. [img text's rough tr: i know you're getting nervous about tomorrow, sis] we'd probably be the type of homies who'd spam e/o on discord about a project we're grouped up in. or an exam. or a performance, one or the other. but we end up doing great anyway B))) we're cool like that

@haowrld HI PRE 👉👉👉 abnother filo buddy of mine hehehe. wishing u luck on ur fic btw! i assign to you this woozi screenshot. because sometimes, we get those moments of having zero thoughts in our head. this is also at every writer ever, we're good at imnagining shit but actually writing it is either the hardest thing ever or it comes naturally. goodluckies!!

@wqnwoos HANA WHO CAME BACK BECAUSE ANON CALLED THEM POOKIE 👉👉👉 /jjj but seriously, hana was one of the ppl i first followed after i discovered svt fics on tumblr. she's one of the firsy writer si followed!! but considerinh the fact that she used my iwn salt shaker threat against me, this is what they'd send me i think. idk. its lke 1:21 am im getting sillier with these

@mach1nat1on YOU. ASSHOLE. TRAUMATIZER. IMN GIVING YOU THIS BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT I FEEL SOMETIMES WHENEVER YOU DO SOME SHIY IN THE PRIVATE SERVER. YOU HURT MY BBGS YOU HURT ME!! DID YOU KNOW THAT!?!?!??! NOW YOU'RE JUST SOMEBODY THAT I USED TO KNOW 🗣️🗣️ but i also love u dw i forgive u everytime and i support your righst and your wromgs. just know that we are forever in a love/hate relationship

@lumasahina im gonna sc this and send this to our priv server but!! hey dude <3 traumatizer numero uno right beside mac and holls. this is you wnheever i manage to put lore into my silly little writings and my silly little characters. and for the record, just so you know, i feel the same way sometimes. i love how you do lore tho! it's always so well-done n they flow well hehe

@holland (not @ing for other reasons) my HOMIE OF ALL HOPMIES, MY POOKIECAKES MY POOKUMS SNOOKUMS <3 sorry abt that those were rge demons. the voices. anyway! here's your assigned meme. skz just for you. i'd take pics of you like this. those 0.5 angles on iphone, then use them as reaction pics or emojis in our server. but i would also cherish these pictures bc they're you and you r my resident "across the world homie for years". stay safe, drink water, and i hope to finish ur req soon aughhhh

holy shit its like 1:53am now wtf

[littencloud9]

hi hi!! u don’t have to be specific or anything answering this, i’m just curious

do ur final fics turn out drastically different from your first drafts (the words used, plot, etc)? do u usually need to do a lot of rewriting or is it just editing some sentences?

i have a bad habit of being too critical with my firsy drafts esp since i compare them to finished fics,,, and i end up getting stuck for months abandoning my wip lmao

just wanted to see other writers’ process

hii anon!! assuming by drafts you mean like having multiple pieces of the same work—im afraid im the worst person to ask skdjdsjk. i usually only have one docs that i edit on: i work on it when i feel like it, if not i just read through what i wrote and edit. then when i finish i do a final one/two checks before posting!

i tend to not rewrite unless it's a reallyyyy old wip. if i dont like the scene i might end up ditching it completely tbh. however when i edit i have a bad habit of adding MORE scenes so idk ksjdfksj

my advice would be to not keep rereading (ive done it too and it gets me stuck). i also skip scenes that i dont want to/am not sure how to write and leave it for later! and i do sprints (setting a time and just writing throughout without thinking too much) to help get the words flowing. i also send excerpts to lovely friends and their reactions keep me going :') hope this helps mwah <3

[kmyc]

hmmmm firsy post on thsi blog thats very important i have to think about what it should say ahhhhhhhhhhh

so my at cmyk account on pixilart filled a very specific niche for me. it was like talking to myself in public pretty much and i honestly think that fulfilled some kind of personal need

but now i wanna leave pixilart so im hoping i can fill that need somewhere else (tumblr

i think pixilart dot com has been a very important part of my life (cringe) it was the first social media i was ever on and i found that unlike anywhere else i was not afraid to just be so stupid. to make things that embarrass me. to be myself. i found out that i was trans there, and i dont think that i would have improved at art the same way without it. for some context, pixilart is a niche online pixel art drawing platform and social media. its the first thing that comes up if you google pixel art, which is how i found it.

now the downside of all this is that i am now embarrassed to let anyone who hasnt gotten to know me that way see anything that i make on pixilart. this is a problem. if im going to be myself (which i imagine would be nice) i have to be able to do embarrassing things and let everyone see me being stupid. and i think that the best way to do that right now is to distance myself a bit from my time on pixilart, and then let people look at it if they want to.

to that end, if you want to know what ive been up to or maybe get to know me a bit better, see these:

pixilart.com/username-here

pixilart.com/usemame-here

pixilart.com/cmyk

i am very embarrassed of them. im odd with things like this. it might be best not to tell me if you look through them

[alottamoney]

Firsy sorry for my bad english

The more I read Jungkook's interviews the more i find that he is too in love with himself and only see Jk and hybe Jk and the more I see taehyung i found he is just attention seeker first he uses JK's name everywhere to feed shippers then when he saw people like his dancer he keep do more things with him i am so disappointed in them, and I l'm so disappointed abot JK didn't support Tae's album in puplic when he have time to answer JM wpost . I feel something is wrong

"when he saw people like his dancer he keep do more things with him" Ngl, I'm hoping this is the case, and if he's open to suggetions I have a few lol.

[suntara]

HI TELL ME ABT YOUR DAY NS DFJHDBGJ ILYSM

HI TODAY I SAW MY FRIEND GO AFTER HER CRUSH KIND OF IT WAS SUPER 😭😭😭😭 ALSO TWO PEOPLE BEAT EACH OTHER UP LIKE OUTSIDE OUR CLASS AND J LAUGHFLED SO MUCH !!!!! I THINK MY ENGLISH LANGUAGE TEACHER HATES ME I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ABT THAT ????? ¿¿? ¿? ¿ SO MUCH CONFUSE IN THAT SENSE. UM . I'm PROCRASTINATING ON FRIEND'S BDAY CARD BECAUSE I GENUINELYAM SO TIRED YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR

[lovelylarrie]

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[stumpbeans]

got vaxxed yesterday 😈

[takumipineapplexd]

hey rehye hey hEY hwyYat the FUCK mac

for something that never was

love headcanons bc i want taku of yaki dead

How does Shylock love? Shylock loves exactly as his craft demands him to—sometimes passionately, like falling in love with a fine wine and learning how to crave it and tame the craving like the treacherously hedonistic beast it is—sometimes violently, like the wrath of an old god from legend, akin to the sound of glass shattering when it slips from someone’s hands—sometimes tentatively, the hesitance in his fingers before he pops the cork of a bottle and the faint aroma of alcohol stains the room once more.

How does Shylock love? Shylock loves in a way like no other. He claims that he doesn’t let love cling to him too long; after all, life is too short and far too turbulent for him to be the kind of man to be hung up over something when there are far more entertaining things out there for him to spend his attention over. He loves the concept of love. It’s what brings humans and wizards alike together, a captive to the longing and misery that equals the beggar with the king.

How does Shylock love? When he realizes he’s falling for you, he dismisses it as nothing more than one of his many loves he must have had over the years. He loves liberally, freely, truly, cherishing even the most ephemeral of attractions as genuinely as the sort of love that could move mountains and part seas. All emotions are beautiful and worthy of celebration in their own right, and he drinks to you: cherishing you through your smiling reflection wobbling in the sepia-colored lights beamed in the ruby red wineglass of his.

How does Shylock love? Love to him is a give-and-take. The flutters of your eyelashes are exchanged for fleeting touches from his end. The tilt in your voice when you sing hello to him is traded for the wry chuckle he gives towards you when you crack a bad joke. A bartender and his client, stuck in a tryst of want and economy, and sometimes he wonders if the pressure in your hand when you press a bag of coins into his palm holds something more than mere numerical value for your drink. It clings to him like the remainder of a ghost, of memories past, of a deep stirring in his heart.

How does Shylock love? He loves as if he’s burning. He loves as if you’ve lit him on fire. He loves as if you’re the air, and he’s a drowning man, flailing and falling and feeling the sea called you. Your name rests like a prayer on his sinful lips, and he wants nothing more than to chant it over and over, until you’ll grant him a taste of Heaven by placing his head in your lap and condemning him to an instantaneous eternity of proximity. You’re within his grasp yet so far, and his love tastes like poison in the inside of his mouth—he swallows anyway.

How does Shylock love? He reaches out for you every day, every night. Shylock props the door to his bar open not so that he can entice more wizards into the comforting labyrinth of his bar, but so that he can meet your eyes when you quaintly walk in, your silhouette the same touch of a spell that makes his ancient heart race. He savors this feeling, his eyes falling upon you in a shower of enchantment, the same way he did when you first stumbled across his little haven.

How does Shylock love? Dizzyingly, as if he’ll disappear like sand between your fingers. Breathtakingly, capturing your mouth in wine-flavored and hushed “I love you”s whenever the bar closes and the night hour deepens with moonlit stains. Sincerely, with the heart of someone who had loved and lost for years beyond your own ability to think. Truly, yearning for you with a fervor that could only be matched by the love that licks at the sides and core of your own heart.

“Don’t say that we’re a lost cause. Saying that we’re a lost cause merely tells me that we are indeed a cause. And to me, a lost cause is still a cause worth fighting for, if it means you’ll stay with me for a second longer.”

x

[technowoah]

thinking about angst prompt 'you're right. you're useless' with c!jschlatt where all reader does is try to help him and they eventually get to a breaking point because all they do it give and give and give and get nothing in return so schlatt just turns around and scares the fuck out of them :D

Have a Heart

You end up helping Schlatt after hating his guts. And even though you give every thing to your new president he dosent seem to fucking care

- c!schlatt x reader

- gender neutral reader!

- prompt: 25) "You're right. You are useless" (angst list)

⚠︎: swearing, drinking, smoking, angst, mentions of vomit, c!dream makes an appearance 🤭 not proofread

An// I LOVE THIS SCENARIO UGHH! THANKS FOR REQUESTING AS WELL BUB! I HOPE YOU ENJOY!

"Where's my fucking decree at?!"

"It's in my room Schlatt, please stop yelling." You tried to calm the ram-man down by talking calmer than him, but it only seemed to rile him up more.

"In your room?! Sounds like another fucking excuse that you didn't even finish them." Schlatt waved around his hands which one of them contained a lit cigarette in them. "Look at Tubbo he re-wrote one of my decrees before the festival, which is tomorrow may I add, and gave it to me. You havent even done anything I asked you." He scoffed.

You closed your eyes and held back a huge eye roll. You had done everything that Schlatt asked you to do, the decree was actually sitting on your desk in your room. This has been happening ever since Schlatt became president. He was more nicer, well as nice as Schlatt can get, but now he's been drinking like a moster and it never fails that he shows up to an important meeting drunk and makes you and Tubbo do all the work while Quackity and George are running free doing God knows what.

You had been loyal to Schlatt even when you didn't want to be, you had swallowed your pride along time ago. Every. Single. Task you do. And Every. Single. Time you get more put down that you already do.

Your head was hung low while he still spoke. "Hey! Were you listening to me shithead?! I need those papers by tonight!" Schlatt dug his finger into your chest pushing you back a little.

"Also get me my beer and bring it to the meeting room because apparently that's all you're good for." He finally left the long hallway, stumbling a bit as he walked.

You let out a sigh you didn't know you were holding until you saw him walk away. You walked away to find Schlatg that beer and try to put on a smile for the meeting you are currently dreading. Quickly you stopped by your room to grab the stack of paper Schlatt was yelling about earlier and grabbed a beer from a random room. Schlatt always has alcohol and cigarettes in every room just in case he needs one.

Dragging your feet along the marble floored hallways you mad your way to the meeting room. You didn't want to get there first or even last so your mind switched up from speed walking to continuing your slow pace. You started to walk faster when you heard footsteps behind you.

"Hey!"

You turned around to see Tubbo waving behind you. You stopped in your pursuit to greet your friend.

"Hey Tubbo!"

"Going to the meeting I see." He smiled.

"Sadly yes." You sighed. "I already got yelled at twice today so-"

"Hey! It's better than three!"

"Tubbo!"

"Im sorry! But am I wrong?" Tubbo laughed a little.

"Well I wish it was zero. I give everything to that bastard and I get nothing." You breathed out.

"Really?! I get a lot of-" Tubbo stopped talking after the shock on your face was prominent. "You know what nevermind!" He waved off.

"Of course he would favor you." You walked off keeping a brisk pace with Tubbo apologizing for Schlatt's favoritism right behind you.

Once you reached the door to the meeting room you slowly opened the door to be greeted with, once again, a drunken president and his right hand man looking smug as ever when he had no right to be.

Schlatt's cabinet was a mess. Quackity was only the vice president because he partnered with Schlatt and George became, well, the vice president to the vice president. George was barely around anyways. Then Tubbo and you came from L'Manburg, hating Schlatt's guts at firsy you two learned to be okay with the treatment. And while apparently, Tubbo had better treatment than you, you still gave that president everything you had.

Everything you worked for was for that drunken man sitting at the head of the table. You basically devoted your life to him, writing decrees that represents Schlatts policies because "you dare not write something Wilbur would". You had pulled him from sleeping at his desk at nights, cleaned up his spilled wine and beer, picked up cigarettes from the clean marble floors. He pushed you around and you let it happen too, some people woukd say you've become weak and they were sadly right.

"Aye! Look who it is!" Schlatt slurred his words together. "There's my beer!"

"And your decrees!" You plopped the papers down on the desk as he snatched the beer bottle out of your hand.

"You have an attitude with me?" Schlatt asked quickly.

"No! No why?"

"'Cause you just threw my decrees on the table like they are some sort of scrap." Schlatt tried to find the right words. "Some sort of shit like its not important! Fuckin' have some nerve huh?"

You didn't respond and went to go sit by Tubbo across from Quackity. Schlatt apparently noticed and took it upon himself to say something.

"Asshole! You gonna respond to me?! I am your president!"

You fought the urge to snap back at him so you bit your lip as he continues to yell and make everyone in the room uncomfortable, even Quackity.

"Dammit!" Schlatt slammed the table. "Fuck you! I could kill you! I have so much power over you! I can control everyone in this damned kingdom that I'm second best to! This kingdom was owned by a tyrant! I saved all of you! And all you have to do is respond!"

He stood up during half of his breakdown, but you didn't know when. You could hear every single word he said, but your eyes were threatening to spill tears and you could feel Tubbo's hand grab yours underneath the table.

Schlatt huffed smoothed put his suit and sat back down in his chair.

"So! We're here for the festival."

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You softly closed your bedroom door not wanting to make more drama by slamming it. This whole week you held in your emotions and tears, but today was the breaking point for you. Your back slid down the door and you started crying, and crying. There was no need to try and deafen your sobs, because you couldn't even if you tried.

Your mind kept reminding you of every single event if today.

First. Tubbo didnt tell you he was still in contact with the former citizens of L'Manburg, and the only way you found out was that today at the festival you saw them and you asked Tubbo. He finally told you with his head hung low as you two stood on the podium. You felt betrayed.

Second. Schlatt gave you an extremely hard time making sure everything was intact for today's festivities. You were stressed out of your mind.

Third. The festival went down hill hard and fast. So fast everything seemed like a blur. Tubbo gave his speech, really fidgety may you add, and then Schlatt and Quackity began trapping him in cement, you tried stopping him, but you were pushed away multiple times. You knew who Technoblade was, so when you heard Schlatt call him up to the podium you started to freak out. Your heart started to pound out of your chest when he brought out an explosive crossbow and pointed it right at Tubbo's chest.

The next thing you know a huge, bright, colorful explosion went off and with you on the podium with Tubbo's murderer sparks flew and hit you, Schlatt and Quackity making all of you have some sort of burn marks. Tubbo was gone, soon to be revived again for his last life on this earth, but seeing him die like that was the breaking point for you.

You stayed on the ground with your knees to your chest sobbing loudly. It was too much for you. Your lungs felt like they had no air inside of them, and your heart felt like a million weights were hung on it. You kept crying until you heard a harsh knock on the door, that felt like they were trying to break down the door than get someone's attention.

"Stop sobbing so damn loud!" Of course it was Schlatt you rolled your eyes and stayed on the floor.

"Leave me alone!" You cried out.

"Damn you sound like you're in pain huh?" You heard him from the other side of the door.

It was silent until the door was forced open and you were pushed with the door on your side. You sat up again to see Schlatt, who was out of breath, above you and had another beer bottle in hand.

"Why did you open ny door?" You asked softly.

"Why didn't you let me in?"

"Cause you didnt ask."

"Excuse me!?" Schlatt grew angry.

"You heard me." You stood up facing the taller man with horns. He was scary, but somehow you got the confidence today.

"I dont think you know who you're talking to shithead!" Schlatt got closer, but this time you stood your ground.

"Im talking to a drunken, egotistical, ram-man who let someone kill the only person I had left!" You yelled in his face while tears fell on your cheeks.

"You do got some nerve! I saved you!" He turned around, his back facing you.

"You made my life hell!" You yelled at him. "You- you made my life worse! You made me feel like I have no purpose, but to serve you and your ragtag cabinet! You made me feel like a useless sack of shit, you-!"

"YOU'RE RIGHT! YOU ARE USELESS!" Schlatt quickly turned around his faced filled with pure anger and his eyes bloodshot. He was breathing heavily and all the confidence left your body as soon as he stumbled towards you.

"You're fucking useless! You're even worse than Tubbo and he was working against me!" Schlatt then let out a strained stream and smashed his bottle on the floor letting the left over alcohol spill onto the floor.

"Do me a favor and leave, go. I dont need you! I dont need this damned place given to me by chance! By a fucking vice president that dosent even do his damn job! I dont need you! You! You and those bastards ruined everything!" Schlatt yelled and then rushed out of the room while holding his mouth.

You followed him quickly into the hallway and watched as he stumbled into the nearest bathroom to throw up the alcohol consumption of today. The tears kept coming as you ran down the hallway hoping that you can get as far away from these ivory buildings as your feet can take you.

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Your feet hung off the edge of the prime path and underneath there was a small river. You had stared at the water running for about ten minutes since you got there. You noticed immediately when you set foot on the prime path that you had no where else to go except for pogtopia you learned about.

You sighed tilting your head up towards the night sky.

"Lonely?" A voice asked next to you.

You turned your head and saw the well known man dressed in green. Dream had his mask on, as usual, but hood was down letting his blonde hair show.

"Yeah actually." You responded not looking at him.

"I know what happened at the festival."

"Everyone does." You scoffed.

"What happened with Schlatt?" He asked and you turned your head with a confused look on your face. "Dont think I don't know anything that goes on around here."

"I don't know how you found out, but long story short I'm not allowed back there. I dont wanna go back there." You said while standing up facing the man.

"I have someone that can give you a place to stay. If you want to take the offer. Also I wanted to check up on you. You were so close to Tubbo and its hard to lose a friend." Dream spoke softly, but you could still hear him loud and clear even through the mask.

"Thank you. I would want to take the offer for a place to stay." You airly laughed. "I dont want to see Schlatt or Quackity again."

Dream chuckled while giving you a paper with an adress on it before getting ready to leave.

"Don't worry. He'll be dead soon." Dream said before turning around and walking down the prime path.

You should've stayed.

Taglist(s)

MCYT Imagines: @annshit @bobaducky @malfoysslutt @egorldevi

[winking]

im not supposed to b on so im just gonna ramble for a bit oki!

[iwannaholdyoutight-]

confessioni di sex shop (a sunlight little story)

This is a little piece I wrote after de Gucci short movie, it followes the story of Harry and Lavignia and her sexual descovery. You can read the one shot here .

It’s Italy Harry, with a dash of the 70s and a lot of sex. You don’t have to read the firsy piece to understand this! Also: pegging!h

Summary: Harry takes Lav to her first sex shop trip and there she descovers a new kink: pegging her boyfriend. 

Word count: 7k 

Preview:

Lavignia knew Harry for a little while but she already knew it was impossible to ever become accustomed to how direct and honest he was about everything. If Harry felt something, he was going to say. If he wants something he’s going to say. There is almost nothing that can make him blush, actually… 

“I think is unfair how you can make me dizzy and unsettled with just a few words and I can never even make you blush” 

“You make me blush all the time, my dear. Just by being being here with me you already make me blush with desire and burn with such a loving feeling” 

“The best part of dating a poet is that every word that leaves his mouth feels like a book that only I can read” 

“You can open me anytime you want, little darling” he said with a mischievous grin “and there is the blush I love so much… where is my kiss, love?” 

“And you can put the painting over there” said the demanding voice of Jesse Fire, one of the gallery owners. Lavignia could see from the corner of her eyesight that Lovelace was rolling her eyes 

“Lance, sweetheart” Lovelace started “you know nothing about art so can you let me and Lav decide?” 

He gave her a sarcastic laugh, oh how Lavignia wanted to hit him. 

“Well I pay for the stuff so I have a say in this”

“My darling I can’t wait for this painting to be here, for the journalist get your pictures next to it so you can finally go back to Rome”

“That’s the price you pay when you need a billionaire to support you little art gallery” he said walking away towards the office.

“Lovelace, I’m so jealous of Vanessa. I mean...” Lavignia started “She’s so lucky to be in honeymoon right now, she doesn’t have to deal with… him” she continued while looking around the books, doing research for the next exbithion “Right now she is in sunny California, going to concerts, fucking all the time… that’s the life”

“Oh wow… two months ago you couldn’t even say “sex” and now you are so freely talking about fucking all the time. What have we done to you” Lovelace said with a small laugh. 

“It’s the energy of this place if you want me to be honest”

“The energy of this place or a certain someone that is loving on you all the time”

“That someone is partly responsible, yeah. But I like to think the change   because of me, and because I wanted to”

“Of course, darling” said Lovelace “and speaking about Harry… how’s the book?”

“I don’t know, he said I can only read it when it’s done… but it’s unfair, how can he call me his muse and just not let me read what he’s writing about me?”

Just like Harry knew they were talking about him, he got into the gallery wearing the shortest jean shorts ever - an only pair of flare jeans that got so worn out that he decided to turn into shorts, but he cut it too short. Lav said for him to just wear the shorts at home, but of course he wouldn’t listen. And now here he was, walking inside his workplace looking out of a porn movie.

“You know I’m starting to think neither of you work, all you do is talk about me” he said getting closer, using his arms to pull Lovelace into a side hug and then walking towards Lavignia with a little plastic pag hanging between his long fingers “Little darling, I got you lunch” he said giving her a sweet kiss on the lips.

“Baby, you didn’t have to…” 

“Lav, the way I know him, he came here to check on Jesse”

“Look the guy is always treating everyone here like shit but …’ his voice got softer “I wanted to see you. I missed you on my bed this morning”

“I happen to own an apartment and I have to sleep there sometimes, Harry”

“I know, I know, darling. But I can’y help but miss you terribly”

Getting closer and closer he gave her a peck, by now Lovelace knew how lost inside their little word they could get when they were together, so she was no longer paying attention to the couple that was kissing sweetly and talking in whispers.

“So” Harry started “You think we can go today?”

“Yeah, I have done so much and Lovelace was talking about getting out early so we didn’t have to deal with Jesse”

“I’m so anxious to take you there, I think it’s going to be a good experience for you… and for me”

“Taking her where?” the obnoxious voice of Jesse sounded from a bit far but was there “You are taking my employee out during working hours”

“You know just Like you I own ¼ of this business and if there is someone that can complain of her leaving early is Lovelace that owns 2/4. So you can just shut the fuck up”

Lav was trying hard not to laugh at his response. She hated Jesse but she loved how much Harry didn’t even try to hide his dislike for the guy, always with the right answers.

“And she can go” Lovelace started “but… if I’m allowed the curiosity, where are you taking her, Harry?

They looked at each other and answered at the same time:

“Shopping” she said.

“A sex shop” he said.

“COME ONE, HARRY” he was laughing at her 

“Darling we are among friends” sparing a cold look towards Jesse Fire he continued “and somewhat people we have to endure. And it’s your first sex shop trip, it’s special”

He talked while helping her put together her stuff so they could leave

“Harry, I didn’t knew we can now work dressed like a little slut” Jesse was trying to get a rinse out of Harry, but today Harry was too happy with Lav to shallow his provocative words

“You are only jealous I look better with these little shorts than any woman you ever tried to fuck”

Lovelace was laughing while Lav was pinching his bum so he could shut up. She really wanted to leave.

“Lav” oh, no. Jesse was now coming for her “you are too beautiful to hang out with someone like Harry. You deserve a manly man”

“Jesse, sweetheart” she said while holding Harry’s hand and walking towards the door without even sparing a glance towards the blonde man “I like my manly man with jeans shorts and colorful skirts, haven’t you heard? It’s easier to fuck, by the way, you should give it a shot” looking up at Harry she could see his green eyes shinning with pride “or maybe…” turning around to look at Jesse, she wanted to humiliate him a little bit “don’t, you would never pull this style of. And by the way: you’re pathetic”.

Walking toward Harry’s yellow BMW she looked at him 

“What a miracle you’re with the car and not the harley”

“I wanted to piss Jesse off”

“I think we did a good job” she told him while getting inside the car with his hand on her back 

“I think we did” bending down he have her a sweet but longer kiss than the ones they shared inside  “now, shall we go to the sex shop, my lady?”

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The sun was high in the sky, the august weather was nice. Lavignia was enjoying the sandwich and strawberry juice Harry had made her while he drove on the coast. From the window she could see kids and their family playing with them by the beach, beautiful girls wearing only a bikini and walking around with their colorful rollerblades. 

The radio was playing some romantic song in Italian, she could hear the faint voice of Harry humming along some of the words, with a hand on the steering wheel and the other holding her thigh. With his green eyes covered by yellow ray bans, Lavignia wanted to know what he was thinking. 

“A kiss for your thoughts?” Asked the woman 

“You could have just asked me” he said looking at her briefly “but who am I to refuse a kiss from you, specially when I know it’s going to taste like strawberries” smiling he continued to drive while looking at her every few seconds “I was thinking about only a few months ago when we met and I thought you weren’t going to last inside that gallery and now here I am, taking you to your first sex shop trip, writing a book about my beautiful dark haired Venus, who I happen to be able to call ‘my girlfriend’ and I’m just so so so fond of you. Sometimes I can’t believe I actually have found you because… you’re perfect. You’re everything I wanted and I didn’t even knew that till I laid my eyes on that shy creature that was blushing while I talked about acid trips and ménage but managed to overcome her prejudice and allowed me to love on her” 

Lavignia knew Harry for a little while but she already knew it was impossible to ever become accustomed to how direct and honest he was about everything. If Harry felt something, he was going to say. If he wants something he’s going to say. There is almost nothing that can make him blush, actually… 

“I think is unfair how you can make me dizzy and unsettled with just a few words and I can never even make you blush” 

“You make me blush all the time, my dear. Just by being being here with me you already make me blush with desire and burn with such a loving feeling” 

“The best part of dating a poet is that every word that leaves his mouth feels like a book that only I can read” 

“You can open me anytime you want, little darling” he said with a mischievous grin “and there is the blush I love so much… where is my kiss, love?” 

Raising from her seat she got closer to the man and gave him a peck on the cheek 

“Heey, I want a real one” 

“You are driving” 

After that they continued with a comfortable silence till they came to a stop at the traffic light. Lav was distracted by the way the sunlight was reflecting on the opal ring Harry gave her last week when she felt his hands on the back for her neck, pulling her close, demanding attention. 

She looked at him and felt his lips on her at the same moment. A fervent kiss. 

Harry was a lover. He had all the love languages inside of him. He was a words of affirmation type of guy in the morning when he was making her breakfast, with her eyes looking like she was a little panda from all the fucking the night before, and he looks at her and says “so beautiful with last night all over you”. 

Harry also was an acts of service type of man, from bringing her lunch to fixing her house cleaning when she was too busy with the gallery. He also liked to receive as much as he loved giving gifs: he was so thankful when he got home from a meeting with his editor and there was a pair of fluffy handmade pants she left for him since she couldn’t be there but at the same time, Harry would drive all the way through Rome just to find the perfect opal ring to give to her. 

A quality time together was also one of his ways of expressing love: from the way he holds her tight everyday to how he liked hanging out late at the gallery just watching her work. They didn’t have to do anything and he would still love every second he was with her. 

At last but not least, Harry was a firm believer in physical touch, of course, always with a hand on her. Not only to be sexual, but in a casual intention: it was a way of reminding both of them they weren’t alone anymore. They had each other. 

Harry was made out of love from head to toe and Lavignia just wanted for him to feel just as loved. Emotionally and sexually. She was his at the same pace he was hers. 

She was good with words but not very good with the sexual part. But she was getting better. She no longer was that same judgmental girl that came running during a sunny Monday morning inside the gallery. 

This sex shop travel came in handy: she was going to find something to make him quiver just like he did to her. Even if she is blushing the whole time. 

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It was a small street almost on the way out of the villa they lived in. There were little houses everywhere, all colorful. Harry was holding Lav's hand and looking around. She was always impressed with how much he didn’t care what people thought of him, walking around with his tiny shorts, showing his long legs and pretty bum. 

“You know it’s unfair that you have such a pretty little but” 

 His loud laugh made everybody look at them. 

“What are you complaining about? I mean… you quite enjoy holding onto this pretty ass when I’m deep inside of you” 

“I’m not complaining I just said it’s not fair, you get to be all perfect and I just live in wonder that I get to be with you and see this pretty butt almost everyday” 

“You can do more than just see” Lav was in shock but Harry already knew that. After those few months together he knew all the buttons to push, partly thankfully for her sexual inexperience once they first met because he always melted at the same time parts of him got even harder from the way she would react to every new thing they did “I love when you make that face but you know what I love even more?” 

Making her walk backwards towards the wall of a very blue house he used his left arm to raise her a little bit so he could look inside her eyes. 

“I love when I show you something new during sex and for 2 seconds you look at me curious and then your eyes go darker because this thing you didn’t even knew it could happen makes you feel all hot” Lavignia was feeling hypnotized, that was Harry’s biggest power: to make her melt under his spell “and that’s why I’m so excited because I’m gonna spend a few minutes watching your reactions to everything and I can’t wait to see how you’ll react… by the way, we’re here”. He said with his head pointing towards the blue house she was resting her back. 

Okay. Lavignia could do this. 

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She never saw so many dicks in her life. 

Of course they were plastic. 

But the moment she got inside the store she was shocked. Still holding Harry’s hand she walked towards a pink wall full of dildos in every size. 

“If you see anything you like, let me know” she heard his voice from behind her “it’s my gift to you” 

“Harry… I don’t know what I want out of tonight so I can go and buy what I want” 

“Well, I can always give you a tour” she heard a slow and sensual female voice from her side. 

When Lavignia turned around she was met with two large breasts covered by a simple black and white dress, the woman was tall. With big blonde curls and blue eyes, Lavignia had to raise her head to be able to look at the goddess that was waiting for her to say anything. 

“Harry, per quanto tempo, mi amore. Come stai” the blonde woman continued to talk, now in Italian.

“Screvivendo il mio nuovo libro” he said while giving her a kiss on the cheek “Nadine, let me introduce you to Lavignia, my girlfriend. Lav, this is an old friend of mine” 

“Oh, it’s so lovely to finally meet the one to take this man out of his misery, last time I saw him one the weekend before that last showing, the first one you were in, I think” she said while giving Lav a kiss on the cheek, she smelled like roses and champagne. A rich smell of such a classy young lady. “anyway, how can I help you guys? Looking for a new dildo, H? Isn’t your collection already big enough?” 

“Of course not and if Lav wants another one… I’ll give her, for sure” 

“Sure… and Lav ” the tall woman turned to look at the shorter from the trio “do you know what you’re looking for?” 

She wanted to buy something that could make Harry blush. But she didn’t want to say this with him next to her. 

“Baby, you don’t have to be shy. No one is going to judge you” Harry said to her in a soft tone. 

“I don’t know what to look for” 

“Darling, think of all our conversations, every movie I’ve shown you, every book I have borrowed, even everything we have done sexually… is there anything you liked and want to try?” 

“I liked when you held me down with the help of the handcuffs” 

“That’s my girl. Do you want to get a new pair?” Yeah, she wanted one. Lavignia didn’t know exactly why but she wanted to use it on him. 

“You already have that sex swing, right?” Nadine asked “I remember from your last party” Harry widened his eyes trying to get her to shup up. It worked, but now Lavignia had a few things you ask him

“Nadine would you mind that I stay alone with Harry for a little while?” 

“Of course not. I’m going to tend to some people inside the costumes area. It’s a good spot, by the way, if you even want to dress like a kinky school girl” 

“Oh god” she heard Harry whisper to himself. Part of him was always afraid that she started questioning his past. He was already so in love with her that the idea of her leaving him because she can’t accept everything he is, makes him sad. Especially because it has happened before. 

“Darling” she said in a calm voice “what kind of parties do you happen to throw?” 

Here goes nothing 

“A normal one but… with a few sexual elements in the middle?” 

“So what everybody fucks everybody?” 

“No, you don’t have to fuck anyone to be at my party. But you can fuck anyone that is willing to fuck you at my party. The rule is that it has to be consensual” 

“I have to be honest” she started with a tremble “I worry that someday you’ll think that I’m not what you want” 

Harry couldn’t help but leave out breath in sign of relief. But knowing that, after everything they went through, she was still insecure about it. It made him sad. He wanted to be a synonym of peace, happiness and pleasure for her. Not insecurity.  

“Darling, you are everything to me. And I have so much fun with you” he needed to say the right thing “sex is important but isn’t the foundation of a relationship. If sex was everything a relationship needed I wouldn’t  be so lonely till I met you. I love being in between your legs as much as I love watching you drinking your coffee during breakfast with a big book about an art movement while I make you pancakes. I love when I visit you at the gallery when you’re not expecting me and your eyes shine like the brightest little stars. So don’t ever doubt my feelings for you” 

“But like you don’t miss those things that I can’t give you?” 

“But you give me everything, little darling” 

“But like… you also like men” 

Harry didn’t like the way this conversation was turning” 

“You know I do. I thought you didn’t care about this?” 

“NO, I don't, it's just….” Lavignia used her hand to hold onto his shorts, bringing him closer to her, creating s little bubble to give the impression they no one at that sex shop could hear them “don’t you miss it?” 

“Men?” 

“I was thinking more like… a dick, you know” Harry couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. 

“Don’t laugh at me! I was thinking when you went to England for a week to meet with your editor and I missed so much but I don’t only mean by missing you YOU. I was missing…” she was blushing so much and Harry was starting to figure it out. 

“Darling you mean you missed my dick?” Harry asked while pulling him towards his body, using his hand to light her head so he could kiss her temple. 

“Yeah” almost a whisper 

“Don’t get shy on me now, you are telling me you miss my cock when I’m not around. Come one, tell me more. Fill my ego” 

“Stop it” she said smiling but suddenly getting shy at him again “it’s just… do you even miss being filled?” 

“It’s a nice feeling but I don’t want anyone else, I want you. Okay?” 

“Okay. I’m sorry for being insecure, everything is so new to me” 

“It’s fine, darling. I promise you” 

She smiled. Harry looked at the wall of dildos, seeing the types that could be put into a harness. 

“You know… there is a way you can fill me up too” 

“How?” 

“Do you see this?” Harry said using his hand to hold the harness “it’s for someone without a cock. We can fit a dildo or even a vibrator here” he said indicating the spot “and you can fuck me all you want, we can even get one that it’s without a strap, we call it strapless, that goes inside of you too, so we can come together.” 

She had her eyes opened like a panda. 

“We don’t have to do it today. If you don’t feel comfortable with the idea we don’t ever have to do it” 

“But what if I did?” 

“I'm going to buy a movie with a strap scene in it and also a nice kit of new plugs, like the ones you like wearing for work when we feel adventurous, and I’ll get the strap you want with the dildo you want, with a few candles, lube, a new lingerie for my princess. And then… I’ll let you fuck me” 

“I want to make you blush like you do to me” she finally had the courage to say it 

“Then let’s pick our toys. Do you want to be a strapless dildo or one with a strap?” 

Their weekend just got even more fun than Harry thought it would be. 

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They couldn’t wait to be inside. The moment Harry parked his car, she was going for a kiss. One that he’s giving back with as much fervor. With her small sundress and Harry’s jean shorts, she could feel all of him. 

“You little devil” he said after she started to move her hips, putting pressure on the ever growing budge between his legs. 

“What? Should I stop?” She asked faking innocence 

“Look at you being all so confident. Just wait till we’re watching one of those movies. I’m sure you’ll go back to be my blushy beauty. 

“Don’t you believe me” she asked, using her hand to travel down his covered chest, till his pants. Feeling him hot all over, hard and pulsing. Waiting. Desiring her “when I say I’ll be the one to make you blush today?” 

“Darling… fuck” he said moving his hips to make her slow hand movements stronger “if you don’t want this to be over before it has even started, i sugest you lead us inside the house. We have a movie to watch. Plugs to wear. And you… have an ass to fuck” 

If Lavignia thought she had him by the collar, she just thought wrong. Because when he finished talking she was the one breathing heavily, needing relief. Any type of relief. 

“Come on, let's take our stuff inside” he said nodding towards the shopping bags full of sexy goods for them. The night was young and Lavignia couldn’t wait to live through the night. 

So, as if he was taking the bags from a trip to the grocery store, he got out of the yellow vehicle, whistling, opening the back door that leads to the very black and white tiles kitchen. 

“So… she said helping him take the toys out so they could clean everything” 

“Why don’t you go get dolled up for me with this new lingerie and I’ll go set the movie for us?”

“Do you remember where the projector is?” 

“Yeah darling. Where do you want us?” 

“I can be cliche but I want it in your bedroom” 

“And in my bedroom will be. See you in 15, little darling. Go get ready” 

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The pink lace looked pretty when Lavignia looked at her reflection in the golden border mirror. It was a baby doll, completely see through. With little glitters everywhere. 

Underneath there was a barely there  pink lace panties. She felt like Botticelli’s Venus. Using her free hand she put her hair an elegant bun - keying sooner or later it would all come off during their activities. 

She could hear Harry moving from the other side of the door. Making so they could watch the tape he had bought back at the sex shop. He told her he would get everything ready for her and she knew he would. Harry was always doing everything to make her feel comfortable. 

Taking small steps she opened the door: rose wine and strawberries covered in rich chocolate could be seen sitting on the small table closer to the desk. The white panel was already up and Harry was messing with the wire of the projector. 

“Hey, doll” he said, still not looking at her. He was already without his shirt, and Lavignia could see the dark patch of his pubes appearing from the shorts. He had a concentrated look on his face, trying to connects all the right wires. Finally he smiled, the job was done, raising his head to look at the smaller girl. 

“You look like an angel”

“Well I’m pretty sure no angel would do what I’m about to do to you” 

“A few months ago you wouldn’t either” 

“Touché” she said walking towards him, letting Harry bring her close to his chest, looking closer at the ornaments on her baby doll “so, we have a movie to watch, right?” 

“Yeah, but, I wanna get ready for you. Drink your wine, I’m gonna get one of the new plugs and get myself a bit stretched for you” 

Giving her a kiss on the lips and a little slap on the ass, he got the bags that were resting on the bed and went to the bathroom. 

Laying down on the bed with a flute between her fingers, Lavignia was lost in thoughts of desire and love. 

When she first came to Italy she had no idea she would find herself and find not only love but a family. And Harry wound never fully understand how deeply her feelings for him could go. 

Her body was feverish, longing for Harry to come back to bed. She wanted to touch his tummy, memorize all the little freckles across his body. Just like he does to her when he’s on top of her. Sometimes he would just look inside her eyes, capturing the moment they were in inside his brain like a photograph to later be turned into another form of art: his poetry. 

She was so deeply in love with him. All the desire they felt for one another ran so much deeper than what she expected. Who knew that the kooky young man walking across the room those months ago, burning inside of her each step he took would have her whole heart at his mercy. 

She was hopeless in love. And she loved every second. But now… now was time to make him blush and shiver. 

She wanted to watch the way his eyes could turn when he was close to coming but she would not let him feel the relief. Not for a while. 

Those months working at the gallery, having friends that were so free when it comes to sexuality and dating someone like Harry was tearing up Lavignia shields and she wanted to try and show it to him, the man who never once judged her, what she was capable of. 

In that moment Harry walked out of the bathroom, looking flustered, using only one clear blue boxers. Lavignia could spot the budge he was sporting, his chest slightly red from arousal and his hair slightly damp. He gave her a soft smile walking towards the bed and sitting down. 

“Fuck” he hissed 

“Did the plug hit a nice spot?” She asked petting his wet curls 

“It hit the spot, doll” he said, pulling her to his lap, caressing her side while giving her a small kiss to her temple “shall I turn on the projector?” 

Giving him a nod she rested her back on his chest while he raised his arm to the small table next to the bed where the projector rested. 

Movie time has begun.

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The dark skinned woman was fucking the blonde rentlessly on the screen with a big and purple strap on and Lavignia has lost the count of the amount of time Harry has made her come just with his fingers, because, as he said so himself “I won’t be inside of you today so you need to come has many times as I can make you come”. 

The first time she came was when the woman and the guy were just dry humping and Harry used his hand to put pressure between her legs and over her panties. The second was when the woman started to slowly use her fingers to ease the man’s hole in preparation for the huge dildo. Harry started to slowly fuck his fingers inside of her while whispering in her ear all the things he wants her to do it on him. 

The third time was when the girl had the beautiful man on his fours and she was fucking him with such force that his eyes were turning. And now her body was shaking, completely sweating and anxious to touch him. 

“Baby…l she started looking at the projector and noticing that the rolling film was still halfway through “the movie is too long… I need to have you now” 

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, always concerned with her wellbeing “I can just fuck you with the plug on” 

“No… I wanna make you weak in the knees” 

“But you already make me weak in the knees” 

“I want to see you in every type of stage of desire. I want to see you in every angle and position, I want to fuck you and be fucked by you till I’m the only thing in your mind and everybody is nothing to compare to me and what I make you feel” in that moment it clicked inside Harry’s brain: she was insecure. 

“You know that you already are the best I ever had, right” it was funny because they could be so soft even when there was skin clapping and moans as a background music and Harry had a hard on and a plug deep inside of him “I bared my soul to you and you accepted with everything that was inside of you” he said caressing her face, looking inside her beautiful chocolate orbs “it was delicious to learn you and I love you so much, doll. And haven’t you heard? Sex is good. Fucking is good. Making love is good. But you know what is even better?” She shook her head in a negative and he smirked because this gorgeous venus like woman was all his to love and desire “knowing how to fuck with love, and my honey, we are amazing at it” she pulled him and kissed him deeply. 

The best type of kiss, if you asked Harry, was the one that was slightly imperfect and a bit rushed with desire. There was a gorgeous intensity when two people felt such hunger for each other that made them both feel like cats in heat, unleashing the knots of the soul in desire with the want to ravish each other like two animals. 

It was a mysterious desire that he loved it so much and he loved that he only learned that when he was with her and that was what his new book was about. That’s why he couldn’t say that right now, that’s why he won’t show her the book till he’s finished. He wants her to find out the intensity and eternity of his feelings for her in each prose and poetry inside the book he was written with his favorite pink pen. 

“Can I try and fuck you now, pretty please?” She asked him and how can he say no to the keeper of his heart? 

He smiled and nodded 

“How do you want me?” He asked 

“I want to be able to look at you so take off your underwear and lay down with you back on the mattress” while he was getting ready she walked towards the harness that held the strap he picked: 8 inch and pink with a bit of glitter. She was nervous but so so ready to make him shake. “But first, I thing I want you on your fours” she said while putting the strap on over her barely covered pussy, feeling it thigh over her clit that was swollen from all the fingering Harry managed to give to her. 

When she looked at him, he was a vision of duality: tall, muscly, with tattoos and a mustache but in his position that gave away all the control, with the piece of rosé gold coming from the hole between his ass cheeks and his ever shivery body, trying to rotate his hips to relieve his hard cock. 

“Baby” she said in a sweet voice while taking the bottle of strawberry lube that was laying on the bed “I’m gonna take this, okay?” 

He gave her a nod but Lavignia needed a voice answer. Just like he always did to her. 

“I need to hear your voice, baby boy” 

“Yes, Lav. I’m okay with it” 

Moving behind him she started to twist the plug, feeling it hit against his prostate stimulating him in a way he hasn't felt in so long. Slowly she took the plug out, going for the lube, using two fingers to enter his hole without any hesitation from his warm skin. He was moaning lightly, words of affirmation and little horney thoughts 

“You are treating me so so so well” he said, enjoying the feeling of her fingers inside of him. Harry loved this young woman with all of his heart and he desired her with every fiber of his being. 

“Im always good to you, my darling” she said, enjoying the way he was responding to her, finally figuring it out why he loved to spoil her sexually: it was divine to know someone was melting because of all the pleasure you were giving. 

“Darling, I’m gonna take my finger and get the strap ready, okay?” She said already going for the lube but he stopped her, making Lavignia scarred she had already hurted him “do you want me to play more with your pretty hole?” 

“No” he said, turning only his face to look at her, without getting out of his position “ I just…” 

“You just…?” She questioned but she saw the beginning of a blush form on his cheeks and she loved it, she was making him blush. 

Without saying anything he moved to his knees, right in front of her, pulled her by the ass and capturing the toy with his mouth, making the strap humid with is own spit, moaning against, almost sloppy because of the fever he was feeling for this girl. 

Playing the part she decided to stroke his cheeks and pull his hair from his eyes, exactly how he always does when she is the one between his legs. She was loving this dynamic, she could feel her juice melt their way down her tight and the little pression the harness pressed on her clit was making her moan a little, always getting lost in her own pleasure but Lavignia still had a mission: today was his day to melt, today was her day to take care of him. 

“Baby” she said pulling his head but he didn’t listen to it, continuing to bob his head down the 8 inch dildo “baby, be good” 

He stopped looking at her and whispering a little “sorry”. With her head she pointed towards her bed, making him lay down there. 

She slowly walked towards him, enjoying the vision of his dick hard, full and proud against his tummy. With his spread legs she could see all the moisture from the lube. 

Now, staying over the bed, she got one of the big pillows, putting behind his back for support, looking at hue eyes for any sign of resistance. She didn’t find any, so, with her hand holding the plastic toy, she started to rub slowly over the hole, watching it sink, letting itself be swallowed by his desire. 

“Fuck” he said when she hit just the right place “so good to me, so so good to me” he said while she sank all the way in, then getting out, just to go back inside again. 

Slowly to be careful with him but hard enough for him to feel in the morning. She was making him her little plaything, using his body like a map of his pleasure. Knowing what he liked by the little twitch on his dick, if he liked they all she was hitting by the way his breath was completely out of rhythm. 

“You’ve got me so worked up” he said going to hold his cock but her hand stopped him “why not?” He said with a frown. He has so much cum in him dying to get out of his body. 

“Let me play with you a little bit more” Lavignia said holding his hips and going faster, enjoying the way his skin was, by now, pink with desire and his cock always purple in despair. 

“Please, please, please” he said 

“Please what?” Lavignia demanded to know 

“Let me ride you” and who was she to say no to that. Changing positions she waited for him to climb over her body, getting the fake dick and slowly sinking himself “thank you, thank you” he started to repeat like a prayer. 

And she decided to help him in his prayers. 

Using her hand she started to pump his hard member, making Harry move his hips out of sync. 

“I’m gonna cum” he said and that’s when she attacked, sitting up a little bit and getting his dick in her mouth. She heard him saying something but she couldn’t know why because in that moment he was filling her mouth with the salty liquid she got used to those last few months. 

Minutes passed and Harry still had his eyes closed, enjoying the bliss that the orgasm gave him. Slowly opening his arms he got up, helping Lavignia take the harness off and catching the wet spot on her panties. 

Laying down on the bed beside her, he looked inside her eyes with a mischievous glint: 

“What are you waiting for come and sit on my face?” 

I hope you guys liked this little dirty piece <3 You can come to my ask to talk to me about it!

[shinschiro]

tokyo revengers episode 24

WINWSOKEODKE SCREAMING ABSOLUTELY SCREAMING

KOKONUI CAME HOME TODAY OWHNWOSKELEKWNWKKSKSKSKSMS

MORE SCREAMING + PICS UNDER THE CUT

FIRSY OF ALL

THE ANOMATORS DID TAKUYA SO GOOD HES SO PRETTY LIKE IF I THOUGHT HE WAS ORETTY IN THE MANGA ,,, THE ANIMATION MADE ME SCREAM OH MY GOD HES GORGEOUS???????????

AND THEN THERES KOKONUI

FINALLY.

MY BOYS R HOME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😭😭😭😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️

KOKO IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL IM IN TEARS I CANT WAIT TO SEE PAST INUPI his timeskip aint it ik its all in the hair JWNEOWKD

I DIDNT EXPECT THOSE TO BE THEIR VOICES BUT IT KINDA FITS??? ITS GROWING ON ME

I DONT RLLY HAVE MUCH MORE TO SAY ABT KOKONUI UNLESS ITS ME CRYING AND LIKE IDOMT THINK I WANT TO POST AUDIO OF ME UGLY CRYING SO OK YEAH

NEXT

@love-amihan ru alive after seeing this ^

TIMESKIP HANMA IS SO FINE GOD

butbutbutbut

BUT 😏😏😏😏😫😫😫

CANT COMPARE TO TAKEMICHI LIKE OK I KNOW IT WAS A HEAVY SCENE BUT 😚🥰

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this got me feeling some typa way UGH 😣💦

LOOK AT HIM

im sorry hina. BUT HES SO FINE LIKE,,

im joking this id a joke i am loyal to shinichiro my one and only true love my husband who prolly rolling in his grave rn

BUT IM SORRY TAKEMICHI IS SO FINE NO IM NOT SORRY

LIKE HULLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

im on my knees babe im on my knees

[kenmas-consoles]

Could I request headcannons for Oikawa, Iwa, Kuroo, and Bokuto with a alpha female girlfriend? I feel like that would be kinda funny, their girlfriend is in charge of them. Thank you!

Honestly i see these simps as someone who actually likes being dominated despite being a very dominating person themselves. Iz my firsy time writing an Omegaverse and i'm still quite unfamiliar with the concept but here we gooooo

Oikawa

This boy is a switch and we all know it

Minus the fact that he also reeks of alpha scent (your alpha scent) so it isn’t quite obvious that he’s an Omega cause he can mask it to make it look like its coming from him

But i mean boi who he kidding he totally gives off submissive omega vibes

Boy get’s turned on when their s/o gets all authoritative

The boy loves it when you get all jealous, he soaks it in everytime you do

He would purposely hang out with his fan girls and maybe flirt a little whenever he feels the need to rile s/o on

Uses it as an excuse to get scented and marked

Honestly is the biggest simp

He loves the fact that your alpha instincts take over when your helping him babysit Takeru you get all motherly and protective

Hates it when you hangout with other Omegas that aren’t him, boy gets whiny

One time his s/o was hanging out with their friends at the mall, Oikawa being at the right place at the right time sees s/o and their group of friends

While he’s walking towards them he realizes you’re making small talk with another group of female omegas who were dare he say it were quaking because of your scent.

He didn’t care if they were female or not cause any other omega he sees that is in anyway attracted to his alpha he sees as a threat

Wouldn’t hesitate to yeet (the girls)himself in and take his alpha away

Iwaizumi

How can he not be an alpha himself

Like just look at him

Although very rare cases they too exists, relationships between two alphas

Play fighting that turns into something really physical and sexually tense

You both are the couple that commands the attention of practically everywhere tou guys go to

Like don’t matter where your pheromones are really really strong mainly because you both are tryna get the other to submit

Always accidentally turning on omegas who are near by cause both your scent are too fricken strong

Arguing only leads up to something more heated and lord save me for I am a sinner for saying it but shit gets fricken steamy

I see Iwa as a reasonable partner but for the life of him will never back down from a challange cause he always gets what he wants so s/o fricken watch out cause the boy doesnt care if you’re an alpha as well cause he’s gonna fricken wreck you

Just. Fucking. Try

Boy thinks its hot when his s/o does but—

He’s always going to want to be the dominant one and he doesn’t care how persistent or threatening his s/o gets

With eyes narrowed, teeth bared and heavy breathing

It’s gonna be a long night

Kuroo

Ayt just imagine it Kuroo as a Beta that gives dom vibes 👀👀

Like I know how Betas are seen as subordinate and kinda low class but it doesnt mean all of them are since Betas are known to be rogue as well cause they challange alphas for top spot sometimes

Boy is naturally drawn into s/o’s dominant side but is since he’s a Beta and can’t get into heat he’s almost immune to his s/o’s scent

Is controlled enough to get cheeky and try to turn the tides

Boy attracts a fair few Betas and Omegas himself and would always cheekily look over at his Alpha s/o almost as if to say “well what are you gonna do about it”

Like Oikawa this boy would rile up his s/o to see how far they can go before they snap

Boy plays innocent though and s/o aint having any of that

He doesnt deny that he likes having her in charge cause in his words

“It’s fucking hot”

I see his s/o as the one who gets jealous easily and try to ward away others who come near Kuroo cause they territorial like that

He thinks its cute tho and he can say that to their face

Always has that stupid smile on his face whenever their out on dates and someone so much as looks in Kuroo’s direction

He’d tell her laughingly to calm down while hugging them or draping an arm over their s/o in reassurance

Smugly thinks he’s “tamed the alpha”

No matter how much of a stray (cat) dog he is he’s only got the hots for s/o

Bokuto

Again i’d like to think of this boy as an alpha himself as well (if you don’t sense alpha energy radiating off of him then you gotta get some help)

He isn’t the typical alpha though

Unlike Iwaizumi though he wouldn’t head on challange his s/o moreover the boy actually kinda enjoys his s/o taking over the reigns

Loves it even

Not all the time though cause he still feels the need to take charge and remind his s/o not to get ahead of themselves since he’s an alpha male

I mean cmon the boy still has his pride and reputation to uphold

Kinda see him as this college jock

Ideally he would like his s/o to be confident, easygoing and demanding (someone who isn’t shy to voice out what they want)

He doesn’t want to take full dominance over his s/o but would never fail to take matters in his own hands when he needs too

The boy also likes feeling that his s/o can depend on him because that’s the way he is

He’s an alpha for pete’s sake

I’m sure s/o wouldn’t mind either since a dominating Bokuto is actually a sight to behold

I peg him as the type of guy who doesnt really care all about this all alpha, beta, omega label

but it doesnt mean that his instincts don’t kick in every now and then

[taeyamayang]

Congrats on 200 pea! my name is Yume and i'd like to get matched with a boy pls :)

I do a lot of writing and drawing, playing visual novels, and reading manga/watching anime!

I love listening to music since its very distracting from the loud noises (im sensitive to loud noises so music helps me out a lot + to calm down) hanging out with my friends or just going out to places with somsone and watching horror movies.

I dislike being in crowds and loud noises and loud loud people (but i can tolerate depending who) i also hate insects, i have a big fear of them but i dont hate them, my brain and heart just go bersek when i see one :')

I'm an INTJ, very shy at firsy but once you get to know me there's no turning back from my chaotic nature. I love making people laugh even if its in my own expence (did i word that right? lol my first language isin't english) I tend to be impulsive and talk without thinking and be blunt, i dont tend to sugar coat things and come off as brutal or rude but also kind of funny according to my best friend (even if i dont mean to) normally to others i talk alot and be loud but at the same time im an introvert and its all a facade :''))) so when i just get tired or zone out people around to feel bad for me since they think im sad (apperantly i have a both a sad restibg face an a resting bish face) but im not sad im just chilling in my imagination and simping for 2D people :'b

(I hope i didn't overshare, thank you!♡)

i am pairing you withㅡYamaguchi Tadashi

↬ who doesn't love this gumball like srsly? he's such an angel, a sweet human who had been hurt before yet still managed to keep a tender heart. he's an introvert (don't argue with me on this) i think he fits well with your intolerance with loud noises. im guessing he's not a people pleaser too so when you say something brutally honest to him i think he's the type to smile at you and accept your constructive criticism. he's also sensitive of other's feelings (s3 with tsukki) so PLEASE he's literally a walking fresh breath of air in this vile universe. and i think you'll fall inlove (if you aren't yet) with how soft his voice is plus his giggle?? have you heard of his giggle if you havent appreciated that much yet GO SEARCH FOR IT ON YOUTUBE,, okay i should prolly calm down. last thing, your names kinda rhyme?? yume and yams?? yumeyams?? it's coincidental i promise you. that's all.

your head nods thanks to the man working behind the counter as he hands you the paper bag filled with the books you bought. you grip onto the cotton strap holding the bag as your other hand steadies your phone as you type in your message using one hand.

"i'm done with the bookstore. where are you?" you press on the send button and wait for your friend's reply as you stand idly outside of the store.

"long line, sorry! ill pick you up there since the person i want you to meet will be there in a few!" your eyes narrow at the text your friend sent you. meeting with someone is not part of the plan.

you sigh loudly before pulling your earphones from the pocket of your bottoms. you navigate through the applications installed in your phone. you click on the familiar green app thereafter pressing play on your favorite tune. you let the rhythm carry your thoughts into your own bubble as you hum with the melody.

however, you were quickly snatched away from your paradise when you feel someone tug on the hem of your shirt.

"mommy!" your eyes widen when a toddler refers you to someone you're not. you remove one earphone from your ear to look at the kid once more, taking in the whole situation unraveling before your eyes. your orbs catch on shoes standing near the kid. you look up to see a young man about your age with a worried look on his face. tiny spots of darker specks akin to stars in the midnight sky outline the upper part of his face. your pupils meet and the boy's eyelids stretches out.

"she lost her parents but she won't come with me unless you go with us. she kept insisting you should come." his voice is muted yet loud enough for you to hear. the kid cries louder.

"hey, where did you last see your parents?" you crunch down, folding your knees as you level your gaze with the kid. the boy keeps his eyes on you as you attempt to cease the child's tantrum.

"t-the event." she sniffs as she wipes the tears on his cheeks using her entire forearm. you figured the kid is referring to the family event held in the main building of the mall.

"okay, we'll go find your parents." she sniffs one more time before nodding at you. your soothing voice seem to work on the kid. she takes your hand using her small ones while her other hand latches onto the hands of the boy with troubled face. you bring your eyes to the latter.

"i guess we're going together." you say, earning a tight smile from the boy.

the whole walk to the main building of the mall is in silence. you assumed he isn't much of a big talker and you yourself aren't great at small talks. so, you let the silence fill the whole way to the event, glancing at him from time to time to check on his features. you have been around this area your whole life but you haven't seen him before. the three of you reach the main building and immediately a staff from the event approaches the three of you.

"get your family signed up to get vouchers limited only to those who joined the event!" the woman enthusiastically shows you a fliers with products at discount.

"we're not-" the boy cuts you off,

"maybe some other time, thank you." he kindly refuses the woman's offer, catching you off guard with his choice of words. he made it seem like the three of you are a legit family.

"i don't like making complicated explanations. by simply saying that, it saves time." he turns his head to you.

"mommy!" the kid untangles her hands from yours as she rushes to a woman in her late thirties. she welcomes the kid with her arms in the air ready to collide with her child's embrace. once the reunion is over, the woman nears the two of you. she thanks you both genuinely, worry and gratefulness both etched on her face.

"thank you so much for your kind efforts. you two make a great couple." she shakes each of your hands but her last statement made you raise an eyebrow.

"we, uh," the boy tries to counter her assumption but it's your turn to cut him off.

"it was nothing." you smile at the mother before turning your head to the boy and shooting him a knowing look. he tears his eyes away from your as his cheeks slowly bathes in red. the woman and the child leave both of you behind. you shift your orbs back to meet with his'.

"you said you didn't like explaining complex things to strangers?" you cock your head to the side, teasing him. he scratched the back of his head as he offers you a bashful smile.

"yume!" surprisingly, your friend calls you from a distance, shopping bags clinging onto her forearms. her eyes widen when she takes in the boy next to you. "yams? is that you tadashi? i meant to introduce the two of you to each other but i think I'm late to the party."

in unison, both of you turn your heads to the side. his eyes holding yours and your lips pulling up into a smile; astounded by the unexpected serendipity.

"i guess we're meant to meet afterall." yamaguchi says as his smile grows wider.

a/n: yams is so cute i want to cuddle him,, anyway thanks for joining the event!

[cyberrat]

Different anon! I do understanand the system but i have to agree with the fact that sometimes i see a really promising fic or something that sounds interesting and then it says "continued from BxFx, so then i go to that batch and it also says Cont. From BxFx and so on... it takes a while sometimes to get to the firsy part especially when reading on tumblr and not Ao3(i am not even sure if you have all your batches there currently) so maybe one masterlist for specific AU's ? Of course you dont have to, but i think i understand where the other anon is coming from......

Hmhmhm I understand.

What I can do, and probs will do, is once the google file is done and I know how many series fics I got, give each one a separate AO3 post as a fic on their own.

But for now I neither have the time nor the patience to collect them myself, I‘m sorry 😔

I also have to keep in mind not to spam AO3 with my stuff because people have gotten annoyed when I uploaded a new chapter once a day...