#amber plays

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

🧚🏻‍♀️✨Bippity boppity bow chicka wow oww! You’ve been visited by the Shameless Hoe Fairy, and now you must share a hoe drabble about:

Andy + sharing something special with you

Is this a hoe thot? Not really? Did this put me in the feels for being an emotional hoe for Andy? It really did. So idk, maybe it is still technically a hoe thot. THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME PLAY.

Andy x Reader

"Andy, you really don't have to." You try to put a pause to this, knowing how important it was to him and if he wasn't ready, damned if you were going to push him.

"No, no... I want to. Please?" His hands captured yours in his own, his fingers rubbing against your knuckles to assure you that it was all okay, that he really did want to share this with you. "It's sat empty, all this time and well... I think you might love it." Brilliant blue eyes shined so hopefully at you that you really couldn't say no.

You couldn't hide the soft smile that eased the worry from your features, making him look relieved at you. "I promise Y/N, Laurie would have been upset to know it just wasted away."

You curled up into his hold when he tugged you closer, pressing his lips to the crown of your head, taking a moment. Your arms supported around him, knowing that mentioning his late wife was something he was working on. Some days it was better, to talk about the family he had before you, other times he couldn't.

You were willing to always be there, encouraging him that even though he was moving on with you, they were still his loved ones and wouldn't be replaced, that you didn't take their place in his heart.

After a few moments, you felt him relax, the tension his emotions brought easing from him. "Hey..." You tilted your head up to nuzzle in against him, pressing your lips to his gently. "if I fill up that greenhouse, you're gonna have to work those muscles putting me in a garden." You playfully squeeze his upper arms, biting on your own bottom lip, sweeping your gaze to his chest and up his shoulders, noticing the very apparent flex he gave.

He cackled, breaking back out into a grin that made your heart race. Making Andy happy really was so easy because the man didn't ask for much, but the smallest things meant everything to him. "Is that your way of telling me that the gym and pool aren't enough?" His brows lifted as if he was appalled and you gave a shrug, testing his arm once again.

"Getting a little soft their Barber." You played and he gave a huff before sweeping you up over his shoulder, his palm smacking against your ass as he continued across his backyard to where a little glass greenhouse was tucked away.

"Keep it up Honey, I promise I am anything but soft right now."

[thefreakyval]

deftones rachel or whatever i was bored... its been awhile since ive put actual time into a drawing. its a lil ugly but thas oki ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )

[ladylyra]

magnificus, the scrybe of magicks

[houseswife]

it answers questions…

[themusicsweetly]

New Outlander 2x13 BTS of Caitriona + Sam at the stones

[merry-fagoland]

[toramirr]

Mirror of Erised

[ambertailgames]

Welcome to Amber Isle, an upcoming dino-centric shop management sim! 🦖

🦕 Design your own Dino 👋 Befriend 48 Paleofolk 🛒 Create and customise your shop 🏝️ Return the isle to its glory days!

Coming soon to Nintendo Switch and Steam - ✨Wishlist Now!✨

[freemansgirl]

cool for the summer

pairing: amber freeman x reader

word count: 1.2k

summary: amber and reader basically get down on vacation in the hotel while reader’s parents are away for a bit

warnings: smut, choking, strapon sex, vibrating strap on, oral sex (reader is receiving), orgasms

a/n: a lil vacay smut for my girl amber bc it fits the summertime vibe rn🤭 enjoy <3

once she heard the sound of your parents leaving the hotel room, amber began to get instantly to work as she sat you on top of the bathroom counter, removing the cover up off of your bikini set. lots of kisses and soft bite marks were spread across your neck skin, each one feeling so sensual and heated, amber needed you.

this whole entire vacation trip with your family has left her feeling pent up sexual frustration that she wanted to let out so bad, but couldn’t. it would be hard for her to make any type of advance on you whether it was romantic or sexual but especially sexual because you two were always around your parents. it’s like you could never really have a moment with her without feeling like her every move is being watched. your parents had no clue what was going on between you and your so called “best friend” amber freeman, your relationship was really secretive between you two.

they simply saw amber as a sweet girl who happened to be a wonderful friend to you; as a result, they asked her to come on the vacation because they admired and loved her for always being there for you. they never thought that she would… so happen to be your girlfriend as well. the way amber stared at you for too long especially at the beach or how she would “accidentally” brush her hand against yours multiple times, when she was helping you bring in your luggage was suspicious to them but they never thought much of it. they just thought of the whole luggage thing as her being a good friend to you, but now that innocent “good friend” look was now gone leaving you two to this whole scene in the hotel bathroom.

she was so glad to actually be able to show some affection towards you, this is what she was waiting for. the temptation of trying not to put her hands on your thighs in the car on the way was hell for her. the “best friend” act was slowly getting unbearable for her to contain because she loved you. you know your girlfriend amber was the touchy feely type too, it hurt her knowing she had to hide this relationship. her eyes kept trailing down to that damn revealing, sexy (favorite color) two piece bikini set that you wore to the beach that made her go feral. since you two and your family left the beach, she's been trying to break you out of that set; at this point she found a way. the moment that your parents left, she took advantage of it.

now, look at your girlfriend, her pale hands roaming all over your body and giving nice squeezes to your ass. you exhale in surprise as she spreads your legs so she can press her hips to the inner part of your thighs and moves them closer to you. your lover’s black strap on was right up on the fabric of your bikini bottom, she stared up at you with the most lustful but excited eyes ever. “pull it down for me, love.” she ordered, which cause you to nod to follow her instructions, the bikini stopping around your ankles. when the black strap touched your damp folds as she aligned herself with your entrance, you let out a groan.

“fuck…..” you whisper causing your (eye color) eyes to widen, the strap on slowly deepening inside of you, you have to grab onto your girlfriend’s wrist to keep yourself grounded. this causes her to laugh at you, while she pushes your hips more into her sex toy. “i’m just getting starting, and you’re already grabbing onto me? i know you can take it like you always do for me.”

you start to lock your legs around her hips, both of your knees on the side of her thighs. you watched her hover over your figure, amber’s forehead is pressing against your very own, eyes both locked on each other. the pace was beginning to change now, she was going at a really fast speed causing you to widen your eyes and let out such breathless yet loud moans, your nails were digging so hard into her back, but not too much to leave a scratch as you didn’t want your parents to suspect where your supposedly “best friend” got them from.

“you’re so fucking irresistible… do you know how long i been waiting to do THINGS to you on this trip?” amber confessed, as she continued with fucking you so much. you were moaning so much from everything that you couldn’t respond as best as you can, but you tried to mutter a response back. “y-yeah, i see the way—“ you let out another breathy moan from another thrust, “you…. look at me all of the time, i been wanting you too….”

then, she grabbed you by your neck to bring you forward to her for a kiss. this kiss was so passionate and fiery, it was filled with so much desirability and neediness. you had your hands on her cheek, caressing her smooth, pale skin then your hands trailed down to her waist. the two of you had a really good makeout session, fighting for dominance in the kiss, but of course, amber won it. eventually, you pulled back once you sensed how fast your girlfriend was going, it felt like it was hard for you to keep up.

“too fast, ambs, too—“ you were now cut off with more slamming into your wet, drenched pretty pussy from your girlfriend’s strap on. amber’s strapping was so good that it was damn near causing your knees to buckle against the tension of how fast she was going. your moaning became pitiful and whining as she continued to stretch you; you tried to beg her to slow down, but the constant pounding of the strap kept cutting you off. you really prayed that your whole session with the dark haired girl finished before your parents came back with tonight’s dinner so they didn’t see you like this.

“oh shut up, you know you enjoy it when i go faster.” amber taunted, grabbing on your thigh to keep you still so you couldn’t resist her. while one of her hands gripped your thigh, the other one was still wrapped around your neck, choking you with more added pressure. your head rolled back, the back of your hair touching the bathroom mirror while you bit your left. you could feel yourself getting more turned on by this than you already are. she wasn’t wrong, even though you did ask her to slow down, you couldn’t lie you loved when she fucked you this fast because she liked fucking you so stupid on her strap. perhaps, it was a good thing that she secretly snuck her strap on inside of her suitcase, she always had a trick up her sleeve.

your girlfriend started looking back at the mirror then at you. you looked so fucking sexy just letting her get her way with you. the black sex toy was vibrating more and more inside of you, and you could feel yourself getting closer and closer. the pressure was getting to you now, your eyes were so needy as your body was about to give out for amber. “go ahead and cum for me, princess.” she whispered, pushing your hair back and giving you a soft kiss to cheek, giving you permission.

once you came all over her, you let out a breathily moan as you felt so good releasing all over her strap. the pressure she had applied on how tight she gripped your hips was now no longer there, her touch is now soft and gentle. she pulled out the strap on from inside of you and pulled you down off of the counter. “you did so amazing, all for me like always, darling.” she sweetly spoke to you, kissed your forehead and brought you in for a hug.

after that, the two of you cleaned up the mess of everything, making sure everything was wiped and disinfecting things. your girlfriend began to grab your hand and looked into your eyes, a gentle expression on her face now before taking you over to the shower. the hot, steamy water waiting for you two to enter as your girlfriend was going to treat you to aftercare to get rid of the smell of sex before your parents came home.

[saracastically]

happy 15 yowling, lounging, plant-snacking years, kiddo 💛😾💛

[v1codn]

always thinking about how house and wilson are inherently the healthiest and yet least healthy relationship of house. like, it is a well known fact throughout the entire show obviously that they are so abnormally close, so strangely intertwined that it becomes, essentially, a joke at its barest levels. but that closeness in turn is what makes the friendship relatively "toxic", to a certain level. like yes! yay they can't ever seperate but also, they can't ever seperate. no matter how many times wilson has told house they "aren't friend anymore," or, "i don't like you," he can't ever seem to mean it. he doesn't know how. and house knows this, sometimes even using it to his advantage. house is very self aware of his self destructive and social destructive habits, having grown very knowledgeable of his needs, his behaviors, and how people respond to them. he knows relationships won't last long, and he never truly has the biggest motivation to keep them going. but with wilson, he doesn't have to try. he doesn't have to grovel on his knees and pop a few pills, maybe get sent to the psych for a few months, just so he can formulate a healthy connection between someone. wilson and house's friendship is something that has been built off of a desperate attempt at keeping people close as well as a ploy and excuse for any other interactions they may have. wilson, though his many wives and girlfriends, has never stayed with them for very long. he himself has attachment issues, ones that cause him to grow distant and tired, ones that lead to his, like, 17th divorce. the only time we see him actually engage in a relationship for a long time — one he could've had the chance to hold until old age — was when he was with amber : the carbon copy of house. house, the guy who is so contradictory to anything and everything, house, the guy who will do anything to prove his point even if it makes others furious, house, the guy who is so keen on being right he make's others believe their wrong. all these traits were presented in amber as well, which is most likely a very very big and obvious reason as to why her and wilson's relationship felt so much more authentic. so much more meaningful than all the other ones we've seen. because we too, as an audience, see house in amber, just as wilson did (even if he did so subconsciously.)

wilson can and wants to give everything he can to house, and wilson is everything house needs

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Getting to Know Each Other

No one tagged me, I just wanna do it

Last Song I Listened To: Counting Stars by One Republic

My Favorite Color: Autumn hues reds, orange and yellows

Last Film/Show I Watched: Law and Order Organized Crime (listen Elliot is fucing fine and I will never be over that man.)

Sweet, Savory, or Spicy: Sweet and Savory. Spice is okay but not over the top

My Relationship Status: Single.

Last Thing I Googled: How much light does a red mantra plant need?

My Current Obsession: I mean my forevers will always be Dean Winchester, Curtis Everett and Zade Meadows.

Last Book I Read: Dark Enemies by Effie Campbell

Looking Forward To: Book date with my cousin and when I am able to go hiking again.

[krazieka2]

some tee-hee funny Engage stuff from twitter

[cactiired]

[adoribullpavus]

[kaeyachi]

Kaeya had always been an efficient and hard-working individual (he had to be to support Diluc in the background as his brother rose thru the ranks after all).

He has so much free time because he completes all his work way ahead of schedule. And if he still has enough time, he adds more to the workload in secret.

And once all of that was done and over with, he makes time for everyone. He has to. He feels as if every moment has to be given to someone else.

No one knows how he does it. No one has to know.

Every mission has a dozen strategies in line, and every battle plan is made with efficiency in mind. His perfect record will not be tarnished. He can't risk it (even if it baffles others that he would willingly activate a ruin guard just to prevent a failed mission. Jean disagrees with his methods, but Kaeya can say that the results say otherwise)

He needs to be quick.

Efficient.

Perfect.

And so he comes and goes like the wind.

Kaeya values time because he knew every second counted. He can't just stand there as if he were frozen. Time could run out in an instant.

Kaeya had only been late once his entire life.

He'd rather he never be late ever again.

It took one day of being of being imperfect for everything to fall apart. On that tragic day...had he gotten there on time... then maybe...

.

.

.

" Come on, let's get moving, traveler. We're not frozen in place after all. " Kaeya teasingly says. He stiffles a giggle at the traveler's exhasperated sigh.

"Yeah yeah, we've heard enough of you calling us a slacker. Can't you be a bit more patient?" Paimon whines at him.

Kaeya snorts, but acquiesces, hiding the shaking of his hands at the thought of being idle.

He imagines hearing a clock ticking.

Kaeya knows that that is his own problem. He tries his hardest to relax as he waits for the traveler to finish whatever they're making on the alchemy table because, seriously, it is supposed to be a relaxing day. There's nothing major going on, and his schedule is once again empty as intended. What's the hurry?

Kaeya taps his foot on the ground as he waits. He wishes he could take his own damn advice when he tells others to relax.