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[seonghwaddict]

ateez and their top 3 kinks — masterlist

genre. hc, smut...? rating. mature. warnings. sexual content mdni, yn wears a dress in one part, kinks and stuff, marking, rough-ish, mentions of toys, somnophilia, size kinks, praise, degradation, bdsm themes, public/semi-public sex, breath play, it’s like a lot of kinks. wc. 1.1k.

[ lilo’s notes . . . ] uh yeah i wrote this at 2 in the morning i have no fucking idea why i decided to do this but anyways- enjoy :3

hongjoong

marking. he’d mark you and fucking love to have you mark him… he’s literally so possessive and would never pass the opportunity to physically show people you’re his and he’s yours. hickeys literally everywhere and so many of them you’ll have a hard time covering them up—neck, chest, thighs, back, anywhere.

orgasm control. he’s a natural leader, what he says goes. so, of course, he’d want to be the one to control when you finish. which leads me to my next point.

overstimulation. he personally doesn’t like to be overstimulated but god does he love doing it to you. he loves the whines and twitches as he continue pressing a vibrator against your clit because, let’s be fr, he’d definitely be using plenty of toys (as well as himself).

seonghwa

shibari. i’ve said it once and i’ll say it again and again and again. this man loves nothing more than to tie you up in the most intricate and borderline artistic ways for his own (and your) pleasure.

sensory deprivation. he absolutely loves the trust and vulnerability that comes with this. specifically, he likes to blindfold you and run his hands all over you as lightly as he can, barely brushing over all the spots he knows make you feel good, soft plushy lips ghosting over your skin. and no matter how light it is, you’ll always feel everything ten times more intensely, having nothing else to focus on but his voice and his touch. also, ice cubes.

praise. this is something he’ll incorporate into your everyday lives outside of bedroom a activities. he’ll make sure to tell you you’re doing well while your working on something. gentle head pats and approving nods.

yunho

size kink. this is so obvious but like literally look at him, he makes everyone seem so tiny compared to him. he likes to stare as he pushes his huge dick into you, jaw practically dropping as his huge hands pin your hips to the mattress. speaking of hands…

fingers in mouth…(?) i have no idea if this is an actual kink, but i just know this is so yunho. he’s the type of guy to have you suck your own release off him after he fingers you, getting off on the way your lips wrap around his digits. he would definitely have two fingers or his thumb stuffed in your mouth as he fucks you.

breath play. is it obvious i really like his hands? anyways, i will not be elaborating on this for the sake of my sanity.

yeosang

body worship. is this a seonghwaddict post without body worship being involved in some way? that’s right, no. he’s more into giving the body worship, but when he’s receiving it he becomes the ultimate softie (in my head, he’d be leaning towards being a hard dom tho)

edging. oh he would absolutely love your subtle frustrated huffs every time he stops whatever he’s doing, thinking you look so so cute when you’re desperate and practically begging. and then he’d finally let you finish, giving you the best orgasms you’ve ever experienced.

wax play. usually yeosang is a pretty calm guy outside of the bedroom and he likes to maintain that when it comes to foreplay, building up the anticipation. he specifically likes those candles that melt the wax into massage oil.

san

bondage. i think shibari would also be suitable for san, but he would do it with the usual ropes unlikes seonghwa. additionally, san is totally into marking. bondage/shibari would include exactly that—bruises and rope burns.

locations. ok so i didn’t exactly know what to call this, but he would not give a single shit about where and when he fucks you. backstage during an intermission? you’ll be dragged into a dressing room so he can give you some quick head before going back on stage, someone pounding on the door but he ignores them. at a dinner with some friends, you looking as ravishing as ever? he’ll either discreetly slip his hands up the skirt of your dress to finger you, drag you to a bathroom when no one’s looking, or drag you into the backseat of his car and rip that dress of you. this man has no patience and would rather not wait until you’re in the private confines of your home.

manhandling. he has all those muscles for a reason.

mingi

size kink. the twin towers have very obvious size kinks. like, how could they not? they’re fucking huge.

praise. giving and receiving. mingi likes being told how well he’s doing as much as he likes to be the one telling his partner. he needs the reassurance to make sure what he’s doing feels good for you, he’d hate to hurt you.

somnophilia. ok idk if this counts as it, but he thinks it’s so cute when he fucks you to sleep. his touches and his words and the way he fills you up so gentle soothing it’s like you’re being lulled to sleep. like he’s literally such a softie, okay? he knows his dick game’s good.

wooyoung

humiliation/degradation. giving and receiving. come on guys he basically admitted this already. he would be such a menace in bed, he would coo at you and mock you as he fucks you stupid.

biting. is this even a surprise? he loves to sink his teeth into you as a form of affection, listening to your whimpers and feeling you writhe beneath him as he… multitasks.

dry humping. he doesn’t care that it makes him seem like an inexperienced high schooler making out with his partner. he loves the friction he gets when he slowly grinds against you through your layers of clothing (and he knows you love it too). idk and like he would get desperate at some point, almost there but not quite there yet because it’s not quite enough, and yeah i just like the idea of that.

jongho

sir. he would love to be called sir. or daddy, but i think sir is just so jdjsjhcjsnc like i’m literally pacing in my room as i write this. JUST IMAGINE IT FOR A SECOND PLEASEEE- “please” “please what” “please, sir” “good. very good, darling” AHHHHHHHH

location. couldn’t care less about where he fucks you pt 2. kitchen counter, living room couch, dressing room in a clothing store, in the shower, bathroom stall, up against a wall, the list could literally go on forever.

eye contact. whether it’s forced or not, he thinks eye contact is one of the hottest things. he likes missionary for that exact reason—so he can look you in the eyes, look at you in your fucked out state, as he makes you feel things you know no one else can make you feel.

ot8 (aka things i wanted to give to all of them, with no explanation)

thigh riding.

i want them so bad.

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[coinandcandle]

Witchy New Year Refresh

It’s the new year soon and I wanted to share what I plan to do to invite 2024 in with vim and vigor!

I plan to do this over a few weeks as doing it all at once would be exhausting and just isn’t possible for me. Do what works for you and listen to your mind and body!

Clean and Cleanse

Not just spiritually, but I plan to physically clean my space. Any time I am inviting something new into my home—be it the new year, new energy, or a new way of thinking—I clean and cleanse my space.

I’m not one for spiritual sterility, though. I tend to deep clean or organize my spaces and then I will move on to spiritually cleaning my space! Here are some ways you can do this:

Smoke cleansing - a common one but it’s a good one! Not a great option if you have asthma or pets.

Open windows - It’s pretty cold where I am right now but I still like to open the windows for a little bit to let the air flow through the space and carry out any stagnant air and energy.

Sound cleansing - Not always the best option for folks who live with others or have thin walls but I like to blast music and fill my space with sound. When doing this I prefer to use a playlist that invokes the energy I want to bring with me into the new year!

Spray incense - If smoke isn’t possible for you try using a sprayable incense! Just be careful since this will still distribute a substance across your space and if you have children or pets it’s best to use non-toxic plants for this.

Simmer pot - I love to throw together a simmer pot for cleansing my space. I find it works best in the room you’re in which is likely the kitchen but if you have a wax warmer or mug warmer then you can make a mini simmer pot by placing a heat-safe container of water on it and putting in whatever herbs and oils you want!

Connect and Reconnect

I have ADHD and if something is out of sight, it’s out of mind. To this point, I tend to forget about my oracle/tarot decks, offering vessels, and spell vessels. Here’s a few ways I plan to try to connect and reconnect with the spirits and energy around me.

Clean and organize altars or offering spaces - Self-explanatory but this means dusting, wiping down, and moving things around. It could also mean adding new things and tossing old things that have served their purpose.

Set out new offerings - I plan to try and truly connect to my house spirit(s) this year so I want to find a space in the home where I feel like I can best feel its energy and I will leave an offering. This also means refreshing offerings for deities.

Check-in with spell vessels - I’m a very physical witch, I tend to prefer having a real-world anchor for my spells. This adds up, though, and I’m stuck with a bunch of jars, bowls, pouches, or whatever else. Check-in and see if they’re still active or if you still need to maintain the physical aspect of the spell. If not, dispose of them appropriately.

New Year’s meditation - Practicing mindfulness and doing a meditation session to help me connect with myself going into the new year.

Shadow work or self-care - Shadow work is a form of self-care to me, though some of it can be intense and that’s not how I want to start my new year. Instead, I’ll be doing either some very gentle shadow work or I will be otherwise practicing simply self-care.

Misc

Other things you can do for the new year that I don’t have a category for!

Make a hearty and satisfying breakfast on New Year's Day to welcome in the new year--or at least a satisfying cup of coffee!

Drink tea that invokes the energy you’d like to follow you into the new year.

Make a list of things you would like to learn or try in the new year as far as your practice goes.

Here are some posts to look through for the coming year!

2024 Witchy Calendar by @breelandwalker

Witchy Self-Care post by @ts-witchy-archive

Witchy Quick Tip - Mini simmer pot by me

Celebrating the New Year by @thevirginwitch

Please feel free to add any in either a reblog or comment! <:

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[dreamgrlarchive]

𝑴𝒚 𝑨𝒕-𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑷𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝑹𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆

as much as i love the results of going to salons and spas for services, there really is nothing like knowing how to do everything to make yourself look your best. i prefer to do all my beautification myself. i fidget in salon chairs, i hate having to stay quiet in waiting rooms and a salon full of people will always make me anxious. i just prefer to set a day out with the house to myself, no work/no school, turn on my fav playlist on my jbl speaker and immerse myself into my pretty girl routine. in this post ill be outlining my 4-year-old at home routine for maintaining my look, xoxo! 💓🍰

daily ❤︎︎

scalp massages (3-5 min)

guasha (15 min)

coconut pulling (3-5 min)

dry brushing pre-shower (10 min)

detangle (15 min) when natural

makeup routine (30-60 min）

silk wrap (5 min) nightly when straightened

weekly ❤︎︎

face mask (2-3x/week) (15 min)

sugar scrubbing (3x/week) in shower

dermaplane (5 min)

LED teeth whitening (30 min)

moisture / protein treatment (20 min) (when natural)

foot soak (epsom salt + jojoba oil) (30 min)

monthly ❤︎︎

mani + gel extensions (removal + new set) (2-3 hrs)

pedicure (1 hour)

honey + oat facial/aztec clay facial + extractions
(20 min)

silk press + refresh bangs (2 hours) (trim/3 months)

individual lash extensions (2x/month) (25 min)

wax brows + lip（20 min）

nair + IPL Treatment (1 hour)

vajacial (20 min)

i keep track of my routines in my beauty binder that i’ve decorated with cute prints and stickers just to keep myself accountable. + of course, life happens and i definitely have slacked in keeping up with this routine, it’s fine. don’t let that get you down when making yours 💗🗒️💕

[witchthewriter]

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰/ 𝐑𝐡𝐞𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐲

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: all characters over the age of 18. Also, this post is for those over the age of 18!🔞

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ

𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 🔞

𝐴 = 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 (𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥)

Rhea, or Mami, as you sometimes like to call her, has the same aftercare every time you have sex at home. After ravaging you utter and completely, she asks you how tired you are (which means she can run a shower, a bath or if you just want to be wiped with a warm flannel).

When you want a shower, Mami will light a few candles and make sure the water is running nice and warm for you. She'll hand you a wash cloth and ask if you want company or not.

If you want a bath, it usually means you want a bath with her. So, she puts in your favourite smelling bath bombs, or oils - whatever you prefer, and lights a lot of candles so you don't have to use the bathroom light. She has soft music playing, so you can lean against her.

And if you're too tired, she'll bring over a bowl of warm water and a wash cloth, to wipe you down everywhere. Making sure you feel cleaner.

𝐵 = 𝐵𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 (𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟’𝑠)

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟:

Her biceps; she worked really hard on them, but also her stretched ears (she worked really hard on them as well). Oh and her tattoos, honestly, she likes a lot about herself. That's one reason why she's so confident...

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮:

...Everything. She finds everything about you so sexy. The sound of your voice, the way you walk, your hands, the shampoo you use, the colour of your eyes, the way you look when you're concentrating so hard.

𝐶 = 𝐶𝑢𝑚 (𝐴𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑐𝑢𝑚)

Mami likes it when you cum in your underwear and she can take them with her. Especially when she's away, she'll bring them out and smell them while she plays with herself.

When you're together, she always loves to taste your cum. It's her favourite flavour.

𝐷 = 𝐷𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑆𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 (𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦, 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑠)

You've both talked about your fantasies, and one of Rhea's is that she wants to fuck in the ring. She has wrestling sex fantasies where you're both in the ring and fighting/fucking.

𝐸 = 𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦? 𝐷𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦’𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔?)

Mami knows what she's doing. Even if she doesn't, she'd never let you know. It's always fake it til you make it, and for you, she always wants to put on her best face - make you feel like you're in safe hands.

For the majority of it, she knows what she's doing. She's experimented with men and women, as well as transgender men and women.

𝐹 = 𝐹𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 (𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔.)

She likes cowgirl, seeing you on top of her. Looking into your face, seeing your pretty expressions as you grind against one another. She also likes it so she can grab your ass and pull your hair.

𝐺 = 𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑓𝑦 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐)

Humorous at first; getting you riled up in mischevious ways - getting you smiling yet horny at the same time. And then when you start to become breathlesss, when you start to wriggle and squirm, then she becomes more and more serious.

𝐻 = 𝐻𝑎𝑖𝑟 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦, 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

She's completey groomed - Mami waxes everything. It's for compeititons/matches. With the costumes being so short and tight, she has to.

𝐼 = 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑐𝑦 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡…)

Rhea is very loving, she's hands-on, wanting to touch you everywhere. Mami feels like she can't get enough of you, like she needs to feel you, every part of you. She loves you, and wants to have her smell all over you, and all of you over her. It's an animalistic feeling.

𝐽 = 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑂𝑓𝑓 (𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛)

Nearly every night, or every second night. She has a lot of energy, and usually just masturbates for like an hour. It's more to kill time then anything. But she does think of you to jack off. She can't finish unless it's your face in her mind, well - your face and body... doing very naughty things.

𝐾 = 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑘 (𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠)

Mami lovess nipple play; pulling, pinching, sucking and biting. This kink is her own, and loves when she lays down and you just start sucking on her nipples, playing with them.

Rhea also likes wearing a dildo, especially this really girthy, large one. If she had a cock, it's exactly what it would look like. She likes when you suck it, and use it exactly as if it was a real cock.

Others include:

Using a blindfold

Handcuffs

Bondage

Spanking

Spitting

Edging

Dom/Sub

Praise kink

Mutual masturbation

𝐿 = 𝐿𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 (𝐹𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜)

At home, in the shower, in the bath, on the floor in the bedroom, on the kitchen bench, on the dining room table, the couch. Anywhere is here favourite.

𝑀 = 𝑀𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 (𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑜𝑛, 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔)

Hearing you whimper, watching you walk by without any pants on, when you suck on a lollipop, when you just come out of the shower and only have a towel on, when you're sweaty, when you're cleaning, when you've just woken up. There's too many ways to get Rhea going, it just has to be revolved around you - and she's ready to go.

𝑁 = 𝑁𝑂 (𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑑𝑜, 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑠)

Threesomes, or letting anyone else see you as she gets to. Mami is VERY possessive over you. She doesn't like others seeing your body. That might shock you, but Mami doesn't want anyone else. She isn't interested in anyone but you.

𝑂 = 𝑂𝑟𝑎𝑙 (𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙, 𝑒𝑡𝑐)

Complete 50/50. Both giving and receiving, because Mami is great at giving head, completely amazing at it. But you also like to please your Mami. You want to make her happy. So, you make sure that she'll never experience anything better.

𝑃 = 𝑃𝑎𝑐𝑒 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ? 𝑆𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙? 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

All of the above. Because once again, it depends.

If she's been apart from you, then Mami is fast and rough - trying to get all of you at once, kissing and biting because she hasn't been able to.

But if she's been at home and wants to treat you, then she's sensual and slow. Romantic - sweeping you off your feet. Making you feel treasured.

𝑄 = 𝑄𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑒 (𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥, ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑛, 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

Rhea prefers proper sex than quickies. She wants both of you to be satisfied. And if you don't have time for proper sex, then she'll wait until she has the time to sweep you off your feet. (side note: she's also very romantic, so that ties into it).

𝑅 = 𝑅𝑖𝑠𝑘 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑘𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

You actually have a sex bucket list! That's one of the reasons why you guys have such a packed drawer full of sex toys. But you can also find different kinds of lube in there, costumes, etc.

𝑆 = 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟, ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡…)

Depends.

After working out; three times. After a match (that she's won) five times. After a match that she's lost only once (and you're the one to initiate).

If it's her day off, then you could go three times morning, lunch and dinner. She can go for a long time as well. She really likes building up the pressure.

𝑇 = 𝑇𝑜𝑦 (𝐷𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑦𝑠? 𝐷𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚? 𝑂𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠?)

YES? OF COURSE SHE DOES! What a stupid question. There's a whole drawer full of different coloured dildos, butt plugs, nipple clamps, hand-cuffs, whips, paddles.

She actually laughed at the 50 Shades of Grey movie.

Mami likes to use a dildo on you, but she really likes nipple clamps on her. Doing that together causes a whirlwind of moans and cries.

𝑈 = 𝑈𝑛𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟 (ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒)

She loVES to tease you, but as soon as you tease her, she can't handle it. It's like a short circiut in her brain. She can dish it but can't take it.

Rhea loves making you call her Mami, and moan as loud as you can. It's very gratifying for her.

Lightly touching you; especially in public. For example, pressing against your back and wrapping an arm around your waist. Or quickly kissing your neck.

She'll pick up your hand and kiss your palm and wrist. Her hot breath an overwhelming feeling.

𝑉 = 𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒)

She doesn't make a lot of loud noises, but Rhea does have these beautiful moans that sound like actual heaven. On the flip side, she also has these animalistic grunts and snarls; both turn you on. How couldn't they? It all depends whether she's pleasuring you or you're giving her pleasure.

𝑊 = 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑑 (𝐺𝑒𝑡 𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒)

Likes to leave black lipstick marks all over your face before events. Commentators have said how they see the marks going down your neck and ... then they had the opponent thrown at the commentators table.

𝑋 = 𝑋-𝑅𝑎𝑦 (𝐿𝑒𝑡’𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠, 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠)

Rhea is very muscled and toned. Big, strong shoulders, thick biceps, big hands and long fingers. She's got a six pack and a firm ass. Rhea looks like an actual fighter.

𝑌 = 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒?)

Quite a high sex drive, she gets a thrill from dominating others. But she also loves to be dominated (but somehow all the while it feels like she's still in control some how). But she's into quality over quantity; if she can get out her energy in a productive way during sex, then her drive lessens greatly. But if you've been apart from each other for a long time then she's immediately going to jump you as soon as she sees you.

𝑍 = 𝑍𝑍𝑍 (… ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠)

She takes a while to drift off - especially if she's had a restful day. But if it's after a match she's out like a light. You'll be in the middle of a conversation and then just start hearing this snoring coming from your left side and you roll your eyes. (It's a canon event)

[femmefatalevibe]

Femme Fatale Beauty Playbook: Tips & Tricks To Feel Clean, Confident & Seductive Daily

Some beauty tips and tricks to feel your best daily.

Starting off with some miscellaneous advice: Coconut oil is the most versatile ingredient – for your hair, skin, nails, and even down there. Find your signature scent (apply it to your clothes instead of your skin whenever possible). Sugar scrubs are the answer to most flakiness or bumps on your skin. B vitamins, vitamin D, and omega-3s are essential to healthy hair, skin, and nails.

Hope this helps xx

Hair:

Shampoo your skull, condition the rest: Focus shampoo on your roots and work it through your scalp; concentrate conditioner on the ends and work your way up until you reach the base of your skull - around your upper ear lobe.

Always comb, never brush, your hair when wet: Gently use a wide-tooth comb, from root to tip, on wet hair to prevent breakage.

Use a special towel to dry your hair: My favorite is from Crown Affair (pricey for what it is but worthwhile in the long-term), but a Turbie Twist from the drugstore works infinitely better than a regular towel that weighs down and causes frizzy, damaged hair

Always use a heat protection spray before blow drying or straightening/curling your hair: (Briogeo and Oribe products are my love for all haircare products, including their blowdry creams – also love R +Co. for a heat protection styling mist).

Choose your hair ties wisely: Use seamless or silk hair ties exclusively to prevent breakage or awkward creases on your hair. Wear a silk scrunchie if you prefer. These hair ties from Amazon are my holy grail (only $7 for 100 hair ties!), and they come in a portable ziplock bag.

Skin:

Always use a disposable cloth when washing your face: Regular towels store bacteria and can cause breakouts too easily. These facial wipes from Amazon are my holy grail.

Wear sunscreen daily: Yes, even when you spend all day indoors. UV rays can interact with your skin through windows, too.

Niacinamide, Vitamin C Hyaluronic Acid, & Tea Tree Oil are among the few skincare ingredients almost everyone should consider incorporating into their skincare routine.

Learn the correct order to apply the products in your skincare routine: Cleanser, Toner, Serum, Eye Cream, Spot Treatment, Moisturizer, Sunscreen (or Retinol/Skin Oil at night).

Remember: From a dermatologist's perspective, your face starts (or ends) at your nipples. So, ensure you're cleansing, exfoliating, and applying sunscreen daily to your neck, chest, and décolletage to keep your skin smooth, youthful, and well-hydrated.

Vaseline is a great (affordable) alternative to traditional eye creams.

Sugar scrub your facial hair for a more gentle alternative to waxing (Combine sugar, lemon, and water). Laser hair removal, especially under your arms and your arms/legs is life-changing.

Follow up a warm shower with a dry brush and coconut oil for smoother, firmer skin.

Always apply a hydrating lip balm, mask, or Vaseline, hand cream, and moisturizer to your feet before going to sleep.

Layer complementary scents. Ensure the scents of body wash, lotion, and perfume work well together and don't clash.

Makeup:

Learn your skin undertones and educate yourself on color theory (I can share a post on this on the Post+ feed if you want some more educational content on these types of topics – I write about them for a living!).

Test any foundation, concealer, or face powder on your wrists, too.

Don't forget to color-match your bronze and blush: They can appear orange or muddy if you don't find a product with the correct shade or undertones for your skin type.

Invest in products that go on your face, brow products, and eyeliners. Great mascaras and lip products are easy to find at a drugstore or relatively cheap (I suggest Covergirl and d NYX, respectively).

Apply concealer in a triangle; don't dot it around your eyes for better coverage.

If you have oily skin (or it's humid outside), apply powder before your liquid/cream products. Set them again with a light powder to lock the color in.

Apply mascara from tip to base for the best lashes of your life: One coat on the tip, another from middle to tip, and the last coat from base to tip.

In a pinch, use a fragrance-free moisturizer and a q-tip to remove excess makeup (no more raccoon eyes).

Use a light nude or white eyeshadow underneath your brow to make them appear more defined.

Apply face powder under your eyes to help the eyeliner on your waterline last longer.

Create a simple daily makeup routine formula: 1 skin coverage (foundation/concealer), 1 skin color (a favorite blush or bronzer), brows, mascara, an eye-definer (eyeliner or shadow), and a signature "your lips but better" lip shade (1-2 shades deeper or lighter than your natural lip color): This formula provides you the basics, so you never have an excuse not to put yourself together for the day (5-10 minute routine here).

Discover your day-to-night hero product: Always keep a slightly deeper lipstick, a smoky eyeshadow, or liquid liner in your bag to transition your day look into the evening with one portable product.

[tiredwitchplant]

How to Use Herbs : Rosemary

Hwello there. We have talked about rosemary and its uses in a previous post. If you haven't read it, please click here: Rosemary

Now I shall provide some spells, tonics, recipes and etc on where you can utilize it. Let us begin :)

Author's Note: From I noticed a part is usually a teaspoon. You can add more according to your needs, but I would always start with that measurement first.

Alchemist Formula for Binding:

One part benzoin gum (Saturn, binding)

One part patchouli (Saturn,binding)

One part Solomon's seal (Saturn, protective)

One part rosemary oil (Saturn, protective)

One part frankincense oil (Sun, success)

Mental Focus Magical Tea:

I part rosemary

1/2 part spearmint

1 cup of boiling water

Mix herbs in a small jar

To brew, pour 1 cup of boiling water over 1 teaspoon of the herbal blend.

Steep for 5 - 7 minute. Strain and drink.

Spells:

Remembrance for Lost Love (Heartache Healer)

6 drops of rosemary oil

3 drops of peppermint oil

1 drop of lavender oil

White candle

Add the oil to the top of the candle, one at a time, in a clockwise direction around the wick.

LIght the candle and gaze into the flame

Visualize your fond memories of the person who left your life. As you do this say, "I thank you for the time we had together, I thank you for the love we shared, I thank you for being an important part of my life. We have parted, we move on, we remember. I wish you the best life has to offer and hope you have found happiness."

Allow the candle to burn out of its own and dispose of the remaining wax away from your home or bury it in the spot you and the past partner enjoyed together.

Broom Cleansing Spell

 Use one or any combination of the following botanicals: broom, cedar,fennel, hyssop, rosemary, sage, vervain.

Arrange the botanicals and tie them to the bottom of a branch withraffia, visualizing, charging and knotting. (Any branch may be used,however an ash branch is considered particularly powerful.)

Sprinkle with salted water or any preferred purification formula.

Sweep the area.

Disassemble the broom outside, away from the cleansed space.

 Bury the components in the ground or toss them into living waters, flowing away from you.

Ghost Keep Away Spell (Boundary Line Spell)

Place three peeled cloves of garlic in a bowl, together with one handful of sea salt and one handful of fresh rosemary leaves.

Grind and mash the ingredients together.

Sprinkle them to create a boundary, as needed.

Bad Habits Bath

Add the following to a tub filled with warm water:

Essential oil of clary sage

Essential oil of frankincense

Essential oil of lavender

Essential oil of lemongrass or May Chang

Essential oil of rosemary

Enter the bath and inhale the fragrance, and accompany with affirmations and positive visualizations.

Kitchen Witch Recipes:

Super-Quick Bonus Recipe for Gwion’s Red Onion Pickle Bliss

Fills one pint-sized jar

Prep Time: 10 minutes

Cooking Time: 20 minutes, plus 30 minutes to cool in the fridge

1 medium red onion

3 tablespoons sugar

1/2 cup water

10 black peppercorns

2/3 cup white wine vinegar,

rice vinegar, or apple cider vinegar

1/4 teaspoon red pepper flakes

1 sprig rosemary

1 clove garlic, peeled and halved

Slice the onion very thinly and place it in your clean, dry jar. Set it aside.

Add the rest of the ingredients to a medium saucepan and bring to a boil until the sugar has fully dissolved. Stir carefully so you don’t break the rosemary. The sprig is in there to add flavour, and you’ll discard it before the next step.

Let the pickling mixture (the water, vinegar, and spices) cool down for about 10 minutes. Discard the sprig of rosemary and pour the remaining

ingredients into the jar of onions. Make sure all of the onions are submerged

in the picking liquid. If you have to, use a spoon to push the onions down in the jar. Seal the jar and put it in the fridge to cool. The onions are ready to eat once they are cool, about 30 minutes.

Serve them on avocado toast, burgers, salads, or just with a fork straight out of the jar. Remember to kiss your partner or partners before eating the onions out of the jar, unless they’re into pungent kisses.

Goat for a God: Roasted Goat Leg with Grape Molasses

Great for Deities: Dionysus, Pan and Thor

Serves : 6

Prep Time: 30 minutes

Cooking Time: 2 hours and 30 minutes

1 goat leg (about 3 pounds)

1/4 cup + 1 tablespoon olive oil

2 teaspoons salt

1 teaspoon cumin

2 teaspoons black pepper

4 tablespoons grape molasses

2 cloves garlic, minced

1 teaspoon coriander

2 sprigs fresh rosemary

1 cup white wine + one glass for sipping and toasting while cooking (use mead if you're cooking this for Thor)

1 bay leaf

2 large carrots, chopped into

1" chunks

1 celery root, peeled and chopped into 1" cubes

Open the bottle of white wine or mead and take a hefty drink. (This is optional but deities do like when you drink with them but they can respect if you don't partake.)

Preheat the oven to 375° F.

Liberally season the goat leg with salt and pepper.

Rub the minced garlic all over the goat leg too. If it helps, poke a few holes in the goat leg so you can get the garlic right into the meat.

Place the rosemary sprigs and bay leaf in the bottom of a large roasting pan and put the goat leg right on top. Add the carrots and celery root around the edges. Pour the olive oil all over the goat and rub it around. Coat the carrots and celery root too.

Pour the white wine around the bottom of the roasting pan.

Loosely cover with kitchen foil and put the whole pan into the oven for 2 hours.

About an hour and forty-five minutes into the cooking process, it’s time to make the glaze.

Mix the grape molasses—which is a super-condensed syrup made of grape must—in a bowl with a tablespoon of olive oil, the coriander, and the cumin. You can substitute honey for the grape molasses if for Thor.

At the two-hour mark, pull the roasting pan out of the oven and paint the goat with the grape (or honey) and spice glaze.

Pop the goat and veggies, uncovered, back into the oven for another 20 minutes or until the internal temperature reaches at least 145° F.

When you’re ready to serve this dish, scoop the veggies into a bowl (fornow) and put the goat leg on a platter. If you have access to one, get a cedar plank and serve the goat on it.

Medical Tonics and Infusions:

Infusion- An infusion is the simplest way to prepare the more delicate aerial parts of plants, especially leaves and flowers, for use as a medicine or as a revitalizing or relaxing drink. It is made in a similar way to tea, using either a single herb or a combination of herbs, and may be drunk hot or cold.

Pot Infusion

For a cup:

1 tsp (2–3 g) dried or 2 tsp (4–6 g) fresh herb (or mixture of herbs) to a cup of water

For a pot:

20 g dried herb or 30 g fresh herb (or a mixture of different herbs) to 2 cups (500 ml) of water

Warm the pot, then add the herb.

Pour in water that has just boiled, replace the lid, and infuse for 10 minutes.

Strain some of the infusion into a cup. A teaspoon of honey may be added if desired.

Storage:

Store in a covered jug in a refrigerator or cool place for up to 24 hours.

Tonic Making

Standard Quantity:

200 g dried or 300 g fresh herb chopped into small pieces to 1 quart (1 liter) alcohol—vodka of 35–40% alcohol is ideal, although rum hides the taste of bitter or unpalatable herbs

Standard Dosage:

Take 1 tsp (5 ml) 2 –3 times a day diluted in 1 tbsp plus 1 tsp (25 ml) of water or fruit juice.

Place the herb in a large, clean glass jar and pour on the alcohol, ensuring that the herb is covered. Close and label the jar.

Shake well for 1–2 minutes and store in a cool dark place for 10–14 days, shaking the jar every 1–2 days.

Set up the wine press, placing a muslin or nylon mesh bag securely inside. Pour in the mixture and collect the liquid in the jug.

Slowly close the wine press, extracting the remaining liquid from the herbs until no more drips appear. Discard the leftover herbs.

Pour the tincture into clean, dark glass bottles using a funnel. When full, stopper with a cork or screw top and label the bottles.

Storage:

Store in sterilized, dark glass bottles in a cool dark place for up to 2 years. An amber glass jar is the best option.

Sorry this post is so long @_@ But please enjoy and use wisely. Bye byes~

Sources

[wowowwild]

Ace's All Time Best Fic Rec List (AATBFRL) April 2024: Ace Attorney

It's been a 6 months since my last list so here we go again! (I specified Ace Attorney in case I start doing this for other fandoms.) I originally planned to have all the old recs here as well but the list was too long so here's a link to the previous list. These aren't necessarily in any particular order, but if you can think of a good way for me to organize them, please let me know for future lists!

P.S. Anything rated over T mentions that immediately for your browsing convenience.

Doing more self promotion this year, so check out my pinned post or fic tag (desktop only)!

London, 2021- 7 yg Wrightworth hint of Krisnix. Phoenix is presently in London with Edgeworth. Phoenix is presently knowing that he knows about Kristoph but doesn't want to acknowledge it bc Kristoph has been really good to him and Trucy. But that doesn't matter right now bc they're going to the theatre.

if you leave the light on- 7yg Wrightworth. Nothing can happen until it's over but something Keeps happening. Miles will wait as long as it takes and Trucy decides he's part of the family.

In The Dead Of Night- During the 7yg Edgeworth invites the Wrights to Europe. Trucy has a nightmare and 'Uncle Miles' comforts her.

Phoenix's List- After getting his badge back, Phoenix has some regrets and sets about fixing what he can.

Perfect- I actually found this on another fic rec list and I can see why it was their favorite. Set towards the end of the trial of Bridge to Turnabout. TW if you have memory issues, it might be a little hard to get through parts bc of all the mindfuckery. I have to be really vague here so as not to spoil it. (Wrightworth)

Eo Nomine- Klapollo fake marriage turned real marriage but ig that's what happen when you get fake married while being real in love.

the best you'll never have- Rated M for sex reasons. I love the tagline: "Someone else's wedding is something that can actually be so personal". It's a Blackmadhi complicated relationship, what relationship, they weren't actually dating but also...

Apollo and the Artist (1975 - Oil paint, wax crayon, pencil, collage)- Rated M for mentioned sex reasons. Apollo is not an art person. But to Klavier he is art... and also a person. They've known each other for 8 years and it's probably been coming for just as long. It was a long time coming.

darling i'd wait for you (even if you didn't ask me to)- Wrightworth fake date bc Edgeworth needs a plus one to a wedding for some guy, it's not really important. But the cake sucks.

A Knight in a Loud Red Suit- oh my god oh my god oh my god Klavier gets shot and Apollo stabs a guy. And also love confessions at the hospital. They could have me also if they wanted.

Written- Rated E for sex reasons. Edgeworth moonlights as a Steel Samurai fic writer, and due to it being an obvious coping mechanism for his life and feeling Maya finds out... and accidentally sends a fic to Phoenix who... finds out. Half of the smut is Edgeworth's own fanfic, so we get like... fanfic-ception. That doesn't really work with more than one syllable words, huh...

Lover Be Good to Me- Rated M for implied sex reasons. 5+1 klapollo wooing each other.

Love Love Love- Rated M for implied sex reasons. klapollo is messy in a good way and takes wayyyy too long to call themselves boyfriends. Set from middle of aa4 to past aa6.

delicate- Rated M for sex reasons. klapollo is messy in a bad way (long distance is hard) and they break up but it works out, I prommy. If you don't like angst you'll want to skip this one, though.

(i was) enchanted to meet you- klavquill! I love them, I need to read more fics with them. They meet at the Prosecutor gala for the first time and sparks fly. Actually, they were fireworks, but that's not important.

Process of Elimination- Rated M for sex reasons. One day I will read a fic where Blackmadhi is not complicated as hell. Can they ever talk about their feelings? Apparently I like this, though, bc I keep reading and recc'ing them. Um, Nahyuta is looking for a fuck buddy and by 'process of elimination' ends up deciding on Blackquill but whoops! Feelings.

feel your skin- Rated M for one boner. Klavier is infuriating AND wearing lipgloss and Apollo can't take it. Cue making out in the janitor's closet.

moribund- I keep thinking about this one so I need everyone else to read and think about it with me. Pre Gant busting, POV Lana has to help clean up his messes. This a comedy, mostly of errors.

chronophobia- StarrSkye (AngelxLana) Be forewarned, you are going to cry. Lana has done her time and is trying to find a way to reconnect with the most important people from her past.

Crash! Landing- Junithena, fantastic traumatized autistic representation, if I do say so myself as a traumatized autistic person. It is very sweet and Juniper is a real one. I need me one of those.

In Pursuit of Justice- This one is not yet complete, but I preemptively j'adore'd it. It's a klapollo. Sebastian is great. He says Apollo looks like a frog (accurate).

Witcheln Woes- Secret Santa klapollo and they are cute and Clay is alive and it is sooooo fluffy.

Samurai Swear- Maya making besties with Edgeworth! Maya and Phoenix being besties also! Dash of mutual pining wrigthworth.

Missing You/Missing Time- Ok, hear me out, yes, the mystical bullshit tag is accurate, and de-aging is a weird concept, but !!! It actually serves this story very well! It is a fanfic that feels like a fanfic, but sometimes you want that, you know? Not every fanfic needs to feel like Little Women. Established klapollo first I love yous.

[essentiallyleaf]

day 08. temperature play. with. lee chaeyoung.

125 words.

tags.

kinktober ‘23, idol x ???, temperature play, freeform, quite experimental, very gimmicky, and extremely pretentious, judge me for my worst, not for my best, secretly a parody of me self (i hope).

notes.

questioning if i should even post this. it's really bad. i hate it. but at the same time it’s like, the funniest thing i’ve ever birthed. sorrily, leaf.

Cool. Thrown on the metallic surface of the kitchen counter, a hand on her hip, a hand on her neck, her head snapped back.

Warm. A light pink canvas with dotted heat patterns drawn in drops of oil, converting to performance art through meek wails.

Cold. Triangular frosted red crayons planting black watermelon seeds on fertile complexion before quenching her thirst.

Hot. A lone lit candlestick closely hovering over luscious curves, sole luminal source in the dim chamber.

Freezing. From one, to two, to a handful of ice dice tempting fate on a track of mounds and valleys, at the doors of womanhood finding home.

Scorching. Raining globes of wax creating puddles, immediately hardening to build white little shields around her fragile, vulnerable orgasming state.

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footnotes.

lmao. dafuqly, leaf.

[godesssiri]

10 Thrifting tips the thrilling continuation

I am a dedicated thrifter and I have done a few thrifting tips posts, things to look for, how to find the best stuff. I had an excellent day thrifting today and decided it was a good day to polish up a draft I had and post it. So read more for tips to get the goodies.

If you buy fairly plain wooden furniture, it doesn’t take a whole lot of expertise to refinish it. You can get a cheap palm sander for less than 50 bucks, and a small tin of furniture wax goes a long, long, loooong way. Or you can get Danish oil if you want a satin finish or Teak oil for a gloss finish. Don’t let Youtube videos make you believe you have to test out 10 zillion different coloured stains unless you are aiming for a very specific look. Just make sure you slap something nourishing on the wood after you’ve sanded it. Also remember that whatever product you use; multiple light coats will come out better than one thick coat. There’s a huge amount of satisfaction in looking at a gorgeous chunk of wood you’ve bought back to life.

French milled/triple milled soap. Old ladies like to give soap as gifts and people tend to stick it in their drawer to scent their clothes and never actually use it, eventually they have a clean out and this unused soap goes to the thrift store still in it’s original paper wrapping. This soap is expensive. This soap is fantastic. The milling process creates a very different product than the bars you get at the supermarket. It doesn’t go goopy and melty even if you leave it sitting in a puddle in your shower, it’s not as drying to your skin, the scent stays on your skin for longer. These bars last for months, it’s well worth picking them up if you like the scent.

Blue Willow. Would you like to have a nice set of china but don’t want to drop a lot of money on something that might look dated in 10 years? Collect blue willow from thrift stores. Blue willow has been around for hundreds of years and it’s going to be around for hundreds more. It can be slotted in to almost any home style, classical, boho, maximalist, scandi, etc, etc. Because it’s been around for so long pretty much every manufacturer has done it, so you find it really often at thrift stores and it’s easy to pick up a couple of plates here and a serving bowl there. Also, because so many companies have done it over such a long period it’s possible to pick up modern dishwasher safe dinner plates that you can use alongside a lovely 100-year-old antique gravy boat.

Gifts. Never feel ashamed of buying gifts from thrift stores. The perfect vintage item is way more meaningful than any amount of new stuff. And if you’re buying for someone who doesn’t like vintage; if something looks new and undamaged how is the recipient going to know that it’s not new?

Get yourself a thrifting routine. You’re gonna find the best stuff if you go often so don’t just randomly go every now and then. People who say they never find anything are the ones who only call into a thrift store every couple of months and expect something amazing to just drop into their lap. Set a day once a week, or every other week or once a month, but make a commitment to go on a regular basis.

If you see something that you think you like but you’re not 100% sure, as long as you can afford it and have a place for it, get the thing. Take it home, live with it. Maybe you’ll decide you don’t really like it and take it back to the thrift store and consider the price you paid a charitable donation. But sometimes you bring something home that you kinda like and end up absolutely loving it. Some of my favourite things in my house are things I wasn’t completely sure about when I was in the thrift store. There’s nothing worse than the regret of leaving something behind because you weren’t sure about it, then deciding actually I do want that thing, but it’s gone, and you’ll never find another quite like it.

If possible, go with someone who knows your likes/tastes. It’s amazing the number of times I’ve been in a thrift store with my mother or best friend, and they’ve found something I love that I hadn’t even noticed. Plus they’ll be dirty rotten enablers and encourage you to buy the thing that you love but you’re not sure you can justify to yourself.

There are a bunch of Youtubers who do thrift flips. If there’s some décor item that’s in all the stores at the moment and you love it, but can’t justify spending money on it, then it might be worth looking up to see if anyone has done a thrift flip and can give you a tutorial on how to turn a thrifted item into the hot décor items of your dreams.

Keep the cycle going. If you have stuff in your home that you no longer use/love, then donate it. If you’ve traded up and found something better but your original thing still has life in it, donate. Even if you originally bought something from a thrift store no one is gonna be mad if you send it right on back (unless you’ve used it to death, and it really should be heading for landfill).

Don’t put yourself in a box. Don’t refuse to get something because it’s not ‘your style’. What is ‘your style’? Things that you love, that make you happy. Do you love this thing? Does it make you smile? Then it’s your style. Honestly style is something that evolves organically, that grows and expands as we’re exposed to new things. If you try to follow a certain style rigidly then you’ll end up with a home that looks boring and cookie-cutter. Throw in something unexpected that speaks to you. Then throw in another of those things and another and another and pretty soon you’ll end up with a home that actually is your style – maybe you just don’t know what your style really is yet. I think of myself as very confident in my style, but I’m constantly stumbling across new things that I didn’t know I needed in my life.

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[valentine6athena]

Dabi with a Witch s/o

This is my first time posting on here but I’m a witch and the burnt boi brainrot is REAL

CW: 18+ dom! Reader, sub! Character, witchcraft, love spells, 🍃, violence, curses/hexes, wax play, chastity cages, milking,

He’s so confused when you tell him you’re a witch 😭 he’s like ‘huh??? Like you mean your quirk??’ But once you explain it to him he doesn’t really care tbh.

Doesn’t understand why he’s so infatuated with you?? He honestly thinks you cast a love spell on him and you’re like ‘Nah hon, I’m just that good.’

Once y’all actually get together he’s at your beck and call, need something for a ritual? He’s already digging through your kitchen looking for it. Need to light a candle? He’s got a fire quirk for a reason. And if you accidentally spill some hot wax on his chest well then that’s just a bonus 🤷‍♀️

Shigaraki asks what that weird design sewed into his jacket is, he simply shrugs and replies ‘dunno, guess my s/o got bored.’ You overhear and decide that he doesn’t need to know that ‘weird design’ is a protection sigil to keep him safe during battle.

Is very confused when he finds a jar sealed with wax in his jacket pocket, so he looks up the ingredients that he can see inside and does not like the way his stomach fills with butterflies when he reads that they’re common ingredients in protection and good luck spells.

After constantly joking about it, you ask if you can actually put a love spell on him to strengthen yalls bond, he agrees because he honestly doesn’t expect it to affect him, not that he doesn’t believe in you or your abilities, but because he already loves you so much, he didn’t believe he could feel anymore love for you than he already did.

And plus he’s not gonna complain when you have him on his back, writhing under you as you you milk him for all he’s worth because you need his cum for the spell, he’s so fucked out after it that he can’t even remember you asking him in the first place.

So imagine his surprise when he suddenly can’t breathe when you’re not in the same room, when he needs you to function normally, he needs you to touch him, to look at him, to talk to him. He’s so needy and he’s so confused…until he sees a little jar sealed with red wax hung from a chain around your neck, right next to the key to his cock cage..

Is very confused when you hand him a drink after he’d been bitchy all day, it’s pretty, with a lime and orange slice floating in it, after taking a sip he visibly perks up before completely downing it all in one go, he looks at you with quirked brow and asks what your witchy ass cooked up this time, you look at him with a smirk and reply ‘just a lil thing I like to call my moody Judy potion.’ He looks at you with a dead stare before huffing and you catch a glimpse of a smile as he rolls his eyes and hugs you from behind.

He looks at you questioningly as you massage some kind of oil into your scalp and around your third eye, he asks you what it’s for, and you reply that it’s for easing nightmares before asking if he wants some, he says sure, cause hey, any excuse for a free head massage, and is pleasantly surprised when he sleeps like a log. He refuses to admit it, but that’s probably the best he’s slept in years.

Thinks it’s weird that you put lavender in your blunt before rolling it and taking a hit, so he leans over and puts his mouth over yours as you exhale the smoke. So yeah long story short, lavender is his favorite scent now cause it reminds him of you.

Is about to get on one knee when you offer to curse endeavor for him, and thinks you look unbelievably sexy sitting in the middle of his apartment, dressed in a skimpy outfit, surrounded by black and red candles, sprinkling dead bugs, nails, vinegar, and poisonous plants on to a picture of his asshole father, and is overjoyed when you ask him to do the honors of lighting the picture ablaze.

Thinks is so cool that you can fuck people up on the battlefield and spiritually

He’s low key scared of you 😭

Like he has watched you bash someones head in with a quartz tower he is not fucking around and finding out

And he witnessed first hand how hard endeavors PR team had to work after that lil curse. He has no doubt that you could kill him with a curse…or hell just one of your big ass crystals and a slingshot would do the trick.

He does love you though, and his fear of you low key makes him horny LMAO

Him helping you light candles and incense my heart-

Loves how you just straight up tell demons and entities to fuck off when you’re cleansing, he’s convinced you have no sense of fear.

He picks up pretty rocks and flowers he thinks you could use in spellwork

[dollhog]

Can you possibly expand on the type of alchemy/ sex magick? Such as potions or spells that directly help with putting on plot of weight? I’ve always wanted to get more info regarding spells or incantations that help with weight gain. Don’t worry I’m looking for reference for myself and personal use. Anyway I love your blog and thankful for any insight 🖤

Feedee weight gain ritual from a theistic Satanist and herbal alchemist. 200 lbs gained in 15 months

The response on my post regarding weight gain and witchcraft has been incredible! So here’s some information on how I’ve gone about my weight gain rituals in the past. Please be aware that this is not for the uninitiated, results will vary depending on your methods. At the end of the post, I provide names of the demonic divine and herbal correspondences best suited for this working. This is thoroughly intended for you to customise to your liking!

Cross small bones (chicken leg bones will work) and bind them together tightly with the red yarn. This is your doll’s skeleton. Wrap fabric around the outside of your doll, bind with red yarn while retaining the humanoid/cross shape. This does not need to look pretty, but it must roughly resemble a person in crucifixion pose. The bones symbolise your skeletal system, the yarn symbolises your nervous system, and the fabric symbolises skin and fat. Consecrate it with a drop of your blood. Take your chosen herbal mixture and mix with melted lard, pour this over your doll. Wrap and tie more fabric to the midsection of your doll overtop of the lard and herbs to “fatten” it.

Take a piece of paper, write your name and date of birth. Then the amount of weight you intend to gain over what period of time. And the sigil of whoever you’re working under. Burn the paper in a small dish. Add a herbal oil of your choosing to the ashes and dress your candle with the mixture. Dress your candle with saliva and cum. Drip the candle on your doll, then on the areas of your body you want to gain the most weight. This will sting, but it will not hurt nor leave a burn. Close the ritual and remove the wax from yourself. Sleep with the doll beside your bed.

In the coming days, repeat the process of dripping the lard and herbs, wrapping the doll and dripping the wax over you and it until you are satisfied with the doll’s “weight gain”. Leave offerings as curtesy to the demonic force aiding you every time you repeat the cycle. Hard liquor, tobacco/cigars, blood, nice chocolate, etc. Keep the doll in a place hidden from anything or anyone that could interfere. Dispose of it at the crossroads with a good offering when you have gained your desired amount of weight.

Some sex magick ingredients:

* Damiana

* Kava kava

* Radish

* Marshmallow root

* Chilli

* Rose

* Crowfoot

* Dried apple

* Basil

* Tuberose

* Nutmeg

* Blowball

* Ginseng

* Fig seeds

* Blood root

* Holly

* Coriander

* Dill

* Violet

* Jasmine

* Senna

* Cacao

* Endive

* Vanilla

* Peach

* Dried apricot

* Devil’s bone root

* Mint

* Mandrake

* Adam and Eve root

* Orange peel

* Savoury

* Devil’s bit

* Mugwort

* Brown sugar

* Daffodil

* Cherry bark

* Hibiscus

* Garlic

* Maple

* Caraway

* Ylang ylang

* Lemongrass

* Cardamom

* Chestnut

* Clove

* Spikenard

Lust and gluttony demons:

* Asmodeus

* Lilith

* Sytry

* Beelzebub

* Incubi/Succubi

This is obviously not for the uninitiated, if you don’t know how to contact a demon respectfully and you don’t know how to control, manipulate and transmute energy, it has high chance of going horribly wrong. If you insist on doing it regardless, at the very least do your own research.

[coinandcandle]

Types of Spells

This post will go over some physical spell types and their structure. These are simply vehicles in which to move your intent and energy from inside you to the universe. This post will not teach you how to actually create or cast a spell. There is more to a spell than the physical aspect.

This is by no means a complete or authoritative list of spell types and it's a very generic list! This is just a page from my grimoire, take what you please and leave what you will.

Verbal Spells

Arguably the most basic and simplistic of spells, but powerful nonetheless. You speak or chant your intent into existence. The words you use have power, so it would be wise to do some research on words when doing a verbal spell.

Candle Spells

At their most basic level, these are simply spells involving candles as the main form of sending your intent into the universe (or to a being). You can choose to carve words, symbols, or sigils into the candle; you may also want to anoint it with oils, herbs, or small objects.

Please practice fire safety when doing candle spells!

Sealed Spells

This includes jars, bottles, and other various containers. You could even use an envelope if you’d like. You basically put your spell components into the container and seal it in some way. One popular way of sealing is using wax from candles or even crayons, though you could use stickers, string, or tape if you prefer.

Knot Spells

Tying knots while saying aloud or in your head. You can choose the material, amount of knots and other objects to best support your spell.

The Witches’ ladder can be considered a knot spell. You could consider crochet and knitting types of knot spells as well.

Weaving Spells

This could involve any type of weaving, such as on a loom, sewing, or embroidery. You can use the weaving as a form of meditation or you can use your creation as the object that anchors your spell.

Petition Spells

Either by fire, earth, water, or air. Can also be called written spells.

Write out your desire and burn it, bury it, or toss it into a body of moving water. For air, whisper your desire into the wind you may also use a combination of the elements such as burning the paper and throwing the ashes into the wind.

Be careful to take care of yourself and the environment when doing petition spells. Personally, I think using the paper as compost could be quite useful for certain spells!

Sigil Spells

Draw, carve, or otherwise inscribe your symbol or sigil spell onto an object. This could be used in conjunction with other spell types like petition spells and candle spells.

I understand that there are those who believe that sigils are a tool for a spell and cannot be considered a spell in and of themselves. Personally, I disagree with this as I believe that all that’s really needed with a spell is a person to do the spell and the energy to do it.

The type of spell is not nearly as important as the intent of the spell and the energy put into the spell. The physical aspect of a spell can often help you channel and direct your energy better, so look to this list (or others) to see what kind of spell structure would work best for you!

Feel free to comment or reblog if you have any comments, questions, or suggestions on this list!

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[earthlightwitch]

🎃WITCH-TOBER💐

hey witches (or whatever term you prefer!)! the spookiest season is fast approaching, and so i wanted to put together a little list of something witchy you can do for each day of our favourite month! majority are low key, and feel free to do all, some or none of the activities - whatever suits you best, this is just a fun way to introduce witchcraft into your month.

do a tarot/oracle/rune/etc spread for the month of october (i’ll post a “new month spread” very soon!)

write out your goals for the month - witchy and not. maybe you want to try journaling more frequently, meditation, going for walks, drinking more water or cooking some meals at home!

write about a new topic in your grimoire/BoS - this could be a topic you’ve been interested in for a while or something totally left field. you never stop learning as a witch!

try learning about your ancestors. this can be hard for many (difficult family relations, not knowing biological families, the like), however if you can find a family name that’s always a great place to start!

spend time in nature/connecting to nature spirits. going and talking to the trees is so incredibly beneficial, especially if you need to talk about something you feel you can’t open up to a person about. the trees, the ocean, the forest and the mountains are always happy to listen to us

create a new candle - sounds hard, but it’s a lot easier than you think! i love making seasonal candles by taking a store bought, plain candle, then dressing it with oil and some herbs. bonus points for using herbs associated with fall/spring (depending on where you live!)

do a manifestation spell with the waxing moon! this can be as elaborate as a full ritual, or as simple as writing your manifestations on a bay leaf/piece of paper and burning it.

witch-ify your beverages! adding intention into your coffee, tea, water or any other drink you prefer is super effective witchcraft! you can also add things to your drink, such as honey for attraction, cinnamon for abundance, or sugar for sweetness (taste wise too)!

i’m really big on cooking seasonally, so if you can, try and cook or bake (even just throw together some things into a sandwich!) using some seasonal ingredients (i.e, pumpkins, root vegetables, stuff like that) in a meal today

happy full moon! don’t forget to cleanse and recharge your crystals, decks, and of course, yourself today. maybe put out some water to creat some moon water!

refresh your altar if you have one - maybe give it a good wipe down with some moon water (or just normal water!), cleanse it and redecorate it however you like

create a new sigil today, either creating one of your own design or using an online generator (like this one!) for prosperity, abundance, protection, whatever you like! use in your craft however it suits you

do some shadow work - i recently posted a 30 days of shadow work challenge, so you could try a prompt from that list or any you find!

try giving an offering to a deity, ancestor or spirit you work with or are wanting to connect to. this can be as simple as offering a portion of your food to them, or an entire ritual dedicated to them - whatever works best for you!

look into your astrology! if you’ve never looked at your chart before, there are lots of different websites that can do it such as this one, and they’ll give you a pretty in-depth dissection of your chart!

cleanse your space - either with a smoke method, sound, a spray, or visualisation!

try doing some mindful movement - this can also work as a meditative practice! this includes walking, yoga, running, or weight training. set your intention first, then see how you go!

find out some local lore of the town you live in! it’s often a lot more interesting than you think. i also love to learn about local native plants in my area that i can then use in my craft!

refresh any wards your have set up if you have them, or if you don’t, now is a great time to set one up! they can be very simple or complex depending on the method you choose, and there are several great posts on here about them!

as the moon wanes (gets smaller!), now is the perfect time to do some releasing. write anything you want to let go of - people, things, attachments, etc. - on a piece of paper and burn it or otherwise dispose of it

read a new witchy book - don’t sleep on your local libraries! there’s also plenty of pdf books about witchcraft topics online if you can’t get your hands on

make a spell jar! this kind of magick is super fun, relatively simple, and can be done quickly with items you already have. any jar is suitable, such as the jar from your pasta sauce, not just the aesthetic ones you see on tiktok! add your ingredients along with your intent, seal with wax from a candle and set it wherever suits the intention.

practice some grounding. place your bare feet on some soil or grass, or even hold some soil if you don’t have access to natural ground today. visualise roots growing from the centre of the earth towards you, and from the centre of you towards the earth. see them intertwine and let mother earth ease your physical, spiritual, and mental struggles, pain or heavy emotions

visit a cemetery if you have one close by. you don’t need to go to one holding someone you know, it’s still just as meaningful to visit a new one you’ve never been to (a post soon coming on what to do when visiting a graveyard!)

put together a witchy playlist! this can be for your walk or to start your day, to listen whilst you practice/divine, or just to play to help you feel a bit better. if you don’t want to make your own, you can always just listen to one someone else has curated!

make a cleansing scrub - all you really need is some salt (medium-ground works well for scrubs!), any oil of your choosing, and some herbs if you choose. make sure anything you add is body safe!!! set your intention whilst using and allow the scrub to cleanse away any spiritual “dirt” you’ve accumulated

enchant a piece of jewellery! can be a ring, a necklace, bracelet, a pair of earrings, or even bobby pins used in your hair

write a gratitude list. get specific and write as many individual things as you can!

reflect on the goals you wrote down at the start of the month. have you achieved them? why/why not? is there something you achieved that you didn’t write down that you’re proud of?

do some protection magick. the spirit/earthly worlds are growing closer now, so some extra protection can never hurt!

happy Samhain/Beltane/Halloween! the veil is thin today, so now is the perfect time to reach out to spirits (safely of course!) and try a (potentially new) form of divination!

i hope this gives you some ideas for witchy things to do this month! just as a reminder, your craft is so personal to you, please don’t let me or anyone else ever tell you what you should or shouldn’t be doing in your craft (unless you’re taking from closed practices - DONT DO THAT). never feel bad for not having the energy or not being able to partake in a certain activity. you are always a witch, no matter how you practice.

love always, taylah. 🤍

[viktoriathewitch]

͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙ witchy things I did that worked •̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙

(se você fala portugues BR, sinta-se livre para enviar DM ou pedir tradução de um post. boa parte vai estar em inglês, para facilitar minha vida e atingir mais pessoas.)

-`🕯 INTRO 🕯´-

Although I'm part of the spiritual community, I'm still quite skeptical whenever I see a spell or ritual, be it online or in books, asking myself if it'd work or not. Wondering if the source of such spells and witchy things were actually being honest. So! Today, I'll be sharing some witchy things (as not all of them were spells IMO) that actually worked! Still, I want to clarify that these things worked for >me< and I'll just be sharing my experience with the things I did that worked best. Feel free to also share yours in the comments!

-`🕯 WITCHY THINGS THAT WORKED 🕯´-

❅ herbal baths and magik baths in general, is some of my favorite things to do. Well, I actually love showers and they are such a scared moment to me, and whenever I need some deep energetical cleansing and boost, they always work for me. However, I want to point out that I wash my hair after finishing the herbal bath. So, I recommend doing this on wash hair days. My favorite combo is thick salt and rosemary. How I did it: ⁍ 1-step, prep: cleansed and energized the materials. ⁍ 2-step, make rosemary water: I didn't use a specific amount, but I'd say 4-5 cups of water and half a hand of rosemary is enough. Let it boil for about 5 minutes and then let it sit for 15 minutes with a cloth on top. ⁍ 3-step, thick salt scrubbing: the scrubbing should be done from your neck to your feet. Don't scrub too hard, you don't want to hurt yourself. Visualize negative energy or the power something/someone has over you leaving your body. DO NOT SCRUB YOUR GENITALIA WITH IT OKAY? ⁍ 4-step, rosemary shower: after the rosemary water has cooled down a bit, start to pour the water over you from your head. Now, the actual rosemary won't go with the water, so you can pick it up with your hands and scrub your body gently with it. DO NOT SCRUB OR WASH YOUR GENITALIA WITH THIS WATER. ⁍ 5-step, clean your bathroom: chances are you've made a mess! ❅ banishing candles is something that I did when I was on low energy but needed banishing ASAP. I also didn't have all the ingredients I wished for, but it worked with the ones I had! I made a total of 2 candles, and I placed one in the living room and the other in my bedroom. How I did it: ⁍ ingredients and tools: black candle, red candle, dried pieces of garlic, corn hair, thick salt, essential oil (I used lavender cause it was the only one I had lol), mortar and pestle, paper (to protect my table from the wax), candle holder (further explanation about candle holder later), and fire. ⁍ 1-step, prep: cleansed and energized the material. ⁍ 2-step, candle dressing: I applied the essential oil to the black candle, then started to dress it with the garlic pieces. I recommend doing this slowly and dressing each "side" of the candle instead of the whole candle. With the help of the red candle, I lit it up and used its drop of wax to hold the garlic in place. ⁍ 3-step, protection ring: with corn hair and thick salt, I created a protection ring so that the candle would be free to do its job without interference from what I was banishing. I placed it within the candle holder, which was a chamberstick type. Now, I want to say that the protection ring needs to be around the candle, with a chamberstick, it was quite efficient since I could carry the candle and the protection ring mutually without getting the house dirty. ⁍ 4-step, banishing: lit it up and allowed it to burn fully. ❅ warding is one of the best ways to protect your house or personal space. It always works for me, even when done in the astral (I've done this once but it was not intentional, don't ask me how I did it because I have minimal power over my astral/mental projections still). Basically, gather up energy and release it with the most amount of anger possible, like a dog showing its teeth to an enemy, while setting out the intention of only your guides, desired spirits, and positive energy entering. Do this in each room of the house if you wish to ward the whole house, or just in your bedroom if that's better. ❅ repelling unwanted energetic interactions through anger. Well, this one is a bit similar to warding, but it's done when the so said energy or spirit is already there. I've done this in the astral too, it worked thankfully lol. Anyway, it's similar to warding, but now you have a target to which you'll direct the aggressive energy you're gathering. Together with this energy, you'll say words like "get out of here" like, screaming, either out loud or in your head. You'll hunt down the "problem" if needed. My biggest tip is to go full red mode.

-`🕯 CONCLUSION 🕯´-

So, this was it! I hope you guys enjoyed it and that I've brought to y'all something new haha. As you can see, I haven't done much lol, I don't like to venture myself too much, and spells aren't my "it" activity either. Still, even though I've done more things, these were the ones I had the best results. Either way, see you soon <3

[prolix-yuy]

DARLING!! You deserve every follower and more- you and your blog are one of my fave things on our beloved hellsite. <3 <3

For my request, can I be vague? I would love any Pedro boy of your choosing with the topic Fear of Failure. Everything is your choice. If you want to talk specifics, message me <3

Congrats x

So this worked out perfectly, because @pedrito-friskito also requested Fear of Failure for SW!Frankie. While I'm writing her other prompt from her request, I still wanted to indulge in our favorite soft and feral boy. And who better to write that for than the most lovely Laura - you might have been one of the first people to scream at me about SW!Frankie and made me feel like part of this wonderful community. This one's for you, my dear, love you for always.

Flight Plan

Pairing: Francisco "Catfish" Morales x F!Reader "Ms Jackson"

Summary: Frankie takes a step in a good direction, and Ms Jackson has an important question.

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: Explicit, 18+ MINORS DNI, descriptions of male and female bodies, oral sex (m and f receiving), safe PiV sex, some thigh worship as a treat, little bit of subby!Frankie, some praise kink for our best boy, Frankie dealing with some self-worth issues, a bunch of soft angst with a lot more fluff to even it out.

Notes: Remember how I said I'd keep these requests under 2k for my sanity? How cute was that? Plus it's SW!Frankie my beloved, how can I not wax poetic on my love for him? This takes place after Rosalie, about ten months into their relationship.

Cross-posted on AO3

Sex Worker!Frankie AU Masterlist

“Hey babe.” 

Frankie’s voice peeks in from your living room. Walking in, hands wrapped in a towel still damp from the sink, you give him a curious little look.

“Hmm?” you hum before seeing Frankie, hesitant with a stack of books on your coffee table. “What’s up?” you add, sitting down on the ottoman in front of him. He fiddles with his hands briefly, sweeping his fingers through matted locks and resettling his cap on his head.

“So I, um, I’m gonna start studying for my relicensure,” he says in a rush, like he’s been keeping it inside for so long his lips can’t contain it further. 

“Frankie, that’s fantastic,” you squeal, throwing the towel to the side and scooting next to him on the couch, a bright smile following. 

“Yeah, yeah I guess, it’s just…jeez, it’s a lot. I forgot how much reading and all I’d have to do.” He takes your hand and squeezes it briefly. “And I have to log flight hours, because I waited so long my previous hours don’t apply anymore. So I might be…really busy for a while.” He worries at the back of your hand, your smile softening.

“Hey.” You direct his attention from the books to your face. “I’m proud of you for doing this. You take all the time you need. Can I help with anything?” Frankie’s face breaks out into the beatific smile saved for very special occasions. 

“God, I love you,” he says, pulling you in for a firm kiss. You smile against his mouth.

“I’m not quitting Will’s, or anything more than getting the license back,” he clarifies when he parts from your mouth. “I just…it’s a mistake I want to rectify. And maybe I’ll get a few more years of flying private before I’m grounded…” 

“Whatever you want out of it, I’m happy you’re doing it,” you cut in, leaning into your boyfriend’s side as he squeezes you. “And don’t stress, we’ll be fine. You know where to find me.” Getting up to shut the house down for bed, Frankie darts his fingers into your back pocket and tugs you back into his arms, resting his head against your stomach.

“Right here,” he murmurs into your shirt, your fingers finding the soft sliver of skin and hair on the back of his neck.

“Right here,” you repeat fondly.

Frankie studying for his relicensure is much like how you’ve seen him engulfed in carpentry or changing the oil in his truck. He’s focused, laser-sharp. When he’s on a roll he’s fast and crazily accurate in his work and observations. You admit to yourself that if you ever saw him flying, that amazing brain and his trained body working in tandem, you might melt into a puddle of hormones. It’s all you can do to keep your hands off him when his brow is furrowed in a textbook or he’s making complex calculations look like third grade math problems. 

Will makes Frankie’s schedule more flexible so he can log his flight hours early in the morning and work in the afternoon. The boys were equally enthusiastic about his endeavor, and while you assume they don’t want to embarrass Frankie you do catch them a few times with their hands on his shoulders, giving him low words of encouragement he blushes and blunders through.

“It’s gonna be good for him,” Santi says, sipping out the dregs of his beer next to you on the sports bar’s outdoor patio. “Flying’s the only time I’ve really seen Frankie out of his own head. It gives him…relief, I think. Calm in the focus it requires. I always felt safer with Frankie flying than anyone else.” Santi nudges your shoulder with his. “You’ll see. I’m sure he’ll take you up once he’s passed.” You huff a laugh.

“Seeing him like that…hmmm, might have to keep me strapped in the back,” you say nonchalantly, and Santi coughs on his final sip.

“Shit, I don’t want to hear that!” Santi whines, spinning around to shout at Frankie across the patio, “Fish, tell your girlfriend I don’t want to know what gets you going in the bedroom!” Frankie’s ears turn a cute shade of pink and you lightly punch Santi in the pec. 

“Thought you had no secrets left after Pope’s,” you tease, Santi rolling his eyes.

“Ignorance is bliss, Ms J.”

With the studying and the flight hours, your time together does get compressed into smaller and more exhausted segments. Frankie’s up early sending you “good morning” texts before going to the airfield. He leaves work later in the evening too, and after the first few days of him going to his apartment to study you strongarm him into spending the nights with you. 

“You’ll get a home cooked meal, you can use my office which is way better than your couch and coffee table, and I promise I’ll leave you to work,” you counted off, and Frankie found it hard to argue with your logic. He brought a duffel bag of clothes and necessities the next day. You already had a spot in your closet for him, and a drawer in your dresser cleaned out. 

“Some might say you were waiting for me to stay longer than a few nights,” he joked, but you could tell from the way he stared too long at his clothes hanging next to yours that he didn’t mind the idea. 

So you fell into a comfortable rhythm over the next several weeks. Early mornings, late afternoons and evenings, dinner together even if it’s rushed, then you do the dishes and watch some TV while Frankie pores over his textboots until you urge him into bed. He’s often passed out within minutes of touching the pillow, and the soft domesticity of just sharing a bed with someone you love makes a tiny spark of a plan crackle in your mind. 

“It’s scheduled,” Frankie says before he’s even in the door. 

“What?” you ask, distracted by the food cooking on the stove. Frankie’s panting a little bit, even though he’s only walked the few steps from his truck to your front door.

“The test. Next week,” he says, and realization brightens your features. 

“Oh shit, wow, it’s almost here,” you say, but the moment you do you catch a flash of darkness across Frankie’s face. 

“Yeah, yeah, it’s…shit, it’s really close,” he murmurs. Your heart sinks.

“You’re going to do great. Look at all of the work you’ve been putting in. I know you’re going to pass.” Despite your eagerness, Frankie is working through something in his head, something deeper than you have access to right now. “C’mon, let’s have dinner, you must be starving.” You lace your fingers with his and lead him to the dining table, dishing him out a plate as he sits down heavily. 

It takes most of the meal for him to say anything, your voice filling the air with the events of your day, him following along with the appropriate noises of acknowledgement. As you’re cleaning the dishes, wrist-deep in soapy water, two thick arms circle your waist, Frankie’s head nuzzling into the crook of your neck. 

“I’m scared I’ll fuck it up like I’ve done with all the good things I’ve had,” he says into your hair. You lean back against his solid chest, warmth seeping into your bones even as the vulnerability in Frankie’s voice pulls at your heart.

“You haven’t fucked up nearly as many things as you think,” you quip back, turning your face to press a kiss to his brow. Frankie hums noncommittally. “You haven’t fucked this up,” you say, stroking your sudsy fingers along the back of his arm. He inhales your scent deeply, burying his nose behind your ear. “Couldn’t do it if you tried. You’re stuck with me for the long haul,” you add as lightly as you can, but there’s a tremor in your voice that you try to play off. Frankie definitely notices, because in a moment he’s manhandling you away from the sink and spinning you around in his arms. Once he’s got you chest-to-chest, he backs you up to the counter and pins your hips with his own.

“Don’t I know it,” he rumbles into your jaw as he captures your parted lips in a heady kiss. You moan into his mouth, senses immediately ignited. Fanning his fingers against your cheek, he holds you steady as he laves his lips and tongue along your skin. “Don’t I love it,” he adds, grabbing the meat of your ass and lifting you swiftly up to sit on the counter. “Is this the longest we’ve gone without having sex?” he groans into your chest, mouthing at your collarbone as his thumb travels up your leg to the apex of your thighs. You chuckle breathlessly, weaving your fingers into his curls and tugging them gently.

“Didn’t want to distract you, but sweetie, you are so sexy when you’re concentrating,” you rasp out, a choked noise blooming against the pillowy flesh of your breast as Frankie leaves a soft bite on the top.

“Only one thing I want to concentrate on right now,” he mumbles as he moves back up to kiss you messily, full of need and promise. Then he wraps your legs around his waist and takes you to bed, and reminds you how excellent it is to not just sleep next to Frankie. 

Watching the clock makes you anxious, so you decide to putter around in the garden and pluck some errant weeds while you wait for Frankie. His test is today, and as much as you wanted to be there to support him (even taking the day off), he asked you to stay home.

“I’m nervous enough as is. If I have to think about you waiting for me in the car it’ll just make it worse,” he said, and you couldn’t fault him for wanting space. “Plus I might need the drive to clear my head after everything. It’s a long day.” You hummed your acquiescence and stepped into his space, wrapping your arms around his soft waist and pressing your face into his chest. He smelled like fresh soap and warm laundry and the faint musk of nervous sweat. Immediately his arms were around you, taking his own breath of your hair, chest expanding under your cheek.

“You’ll call me if you need anything?” you asked, and he hummed in agreement. Pulling away you searched his face, creased with nerves but you could also see soft confidence behind it all. 

“Kiss for luck?” you suggested, and his brief chuckle and bright smile preceded his mouth slotting to yours. You fit perfectly now, months of practice and care and love making a kiss always more than just a touching of lips. It’s an I believe in you, an I’m here for you, and I know you can do it. His mouth’s response is the same two words spoken over and over again: thank you.

That was hours ago, and the waiting is coming close to driving you insane. Deep down you knew he would pass, but the tiny kernel of fear that something would go wrong still lived in your stomach. Dirt and sunlight helped push it down for the time being.

You’re on your second bed, gloves abandoned so you could feel out the delicate roots of the infringing weed, when a slamming door startles you. Perking up out of the tomato plants, you listen. Footsteps are approaching, and quickly. Before you have a chance to stand the back screen door bursts open, and Frankie is practically leaping through it. He peers around before whipping his head to you, your head at waist level as you look up at him. You dare not react, waiting for what the next moment will bring.

Frankie smiles, and it’s sunshine after weeks of clouds.

“I did it,” he says breathlessly, and your own smile joins. 

“You did it,” you gasp, and a wash of relief threatens to spring tears to your eyes. “I knew…” you start to say, but Frankie interrupts by barreling you over and flattening you against the grass, shrieking laughter following. He crushes you in his arms, letting out his own fit of relieved laughter. You wind your fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck, letting him settle between your legs. 

“I’m so happy for you, Frankie,” you murmur into the top of his head, squeezing him tightly. He finally lets up his tight hold, planting both hands by your head to hover over you. His silhouette glows with the strength of the sun behind him, and he descends to kiss you slowly, languidly, parting your lips to dip his tongue into your mouth and slide it against your own. He takes his time, peppering kisses along your neck and chest before returning to claim your mouth again.

“Couldn’t have done it without you,” he husks, coming down on his elbows so he can stroke your temple and watch you with an adoration you don’t feel you deserve.

“You did all the hard work,” you joke, kissing his thick thumb as he swipes it over your mouth. Shrugging and quirking a lopsided smile, he cups the back of your neck.

“True, you definitely don’t know how to fly a helo,” he snarks, and you giggle and push at his shoulder. “But you did keep me fed, and rested, and supported. I needed that, and it helped a lot.” The world shrinks down to just you and Frankie, tangled up on your lawn with ants probably crawling on your clothes and dirt crammed under your fingernails. You fit together so completely you can barely remember the life you had before him. 

“Screw it,” you say, taking his free hand and lacing your fingers together. “I was going to wait until after the celebration -” Frankie’s eyebrows shoot up at that, but you give him a ‘wait’ gesture so he holds his tongue. “- but I don’t want to wait another minute.” Frankie’s brow wrinkles, his thumb stroking against your skin absentmindedly. 

“I want you to move in with me.”

Frankie’s first reaction is a quick laugh, his confusion morphing to surprise, then happiness that warms you all over.

“I…shit, babe, yeah. Yeah I really want to move in with you.” He drops his head to touch your foreheads together, gathering you back into his embrace. “Want to walk in that door and never leave again,” he murmurs close to your ear. 

“Please do,” you whisper back. “Please never leave.”

“Never again.”

A quick text sent when Frankie finally lets you up brings the boys around for a much-needed celebration. Santi arrives first, carting a thirty rack of beer and a bottle of whiskey with a hasty bow tied around it. They talk low and warmly while you dump ice in a cooler and begin heating the backyard grill Frankie begged you to get. The idea of him out here during the summer, shirt sticking to his back as you watch him from a lawn chair, makes you smile secretly.

“Nice digs you got here, Ms Jackson, why don’t you ever host the shindigs?” Santi asks as he lopes over to greet you. 

“Maybe we will now that Frankie’ll be here more,” you say with a sly smile. Santi’s face lights up.

“You’re kidding me? Fish is finally moving in?” You wink at him.

“I guess we’re in it for the long haul now,” you joke, and after a laugh from Santi he pulls you into a hug.

“I’m so glad for you both. Frankie loves you so much, and we love you too,” he says, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“Love you too, Santi,” you say, crushed in his bracing hug. 

Benny and Will come a half hour later, Will with the grill supplies and Benny with an aloe plant.

“For the housewarming. Santi texted,” he says, handing it to Frankie. 

“You brought a fucking houseplant to a party?” Frankie asks with a raised eyebrow.

“It’s what you do when someone moves into a new place! You get them a plant!”

“I haven’t moved in yet, dipshit. Plus where the hell did you even get this?” 

You sweep in and take the aloe plant from Frankie, placing it on a side table near the front window.

“It’s lovely, Benny, thank you,” you placate, ending the ribbing with hugs for both the Miller brothers. 

“See, I told you,” Benny murmurs as you walk away stifling a laugh. 

The day winds into an evening on your porch, string lights illuminating everyone’s faces with a soft orange glow. You contemplate your backyard and where you might be able to add a firepit of your own, maybe some adirondack chairs. Will joins you in leaning against the railing as Benny rapid-fires questions about the test at Frankie.

“You know, we could all get used to this,” Will says, waving his bottle at the scene around you. “Maybe we switch off weekends. Make Frankie cook for a change.” You nod and sip at your beer, the glow of good food and conversation lifting the blanket of anxiety the last few weeks laid over your shoulders.

“I’d like that. I think Frankie would too,” you say. Will’s stoic expression cracks and one of the lucky smiles you pull out of him comes to the surface.

“Good, because I’m tired of Benny saying he’ll do cleanup and then fucking off,” he faux grumbles. You shake your head as Santi balances a box of grocery store brownies over to the table and swats Frankie’s hand away when he tries to snag one first.

“I think a little mess is worth it for all this,” you reply thoughtfully. Will hums in agreement.

Santi, Will and Benny leave earlier than you thought they would, most barbecues ending late in the evening. Though you think it might have been the pointed stares you catch Frankie doling out that urges them to take their leave early. 

You were just placing the last of the dishes in the sink when Frankie comes up behind you, tugging you away from the counter and scooping you up in his arms and towards the bedroom.

“Ohhh, so this is why you practically swept our friends out the door,” you whisper in his ear, nipping at the lobe playfully. He groans low in his throat before tossing you onto the bed, following quickly to pin your wrists above your head, hips slotted between your thighs. 

“I don’t hear you complaining,” he teases, nosing down your jaw and neck before leaving a hot kiss at the base of your throat. “Been wanting to celebrate just the two of us for hours.” 

“Could have celebrated before the boys got here,” you flirt back, wrapping your legs around his waist to feel his hardening cock against you. He buries a little moan in your chest as he licks underneath your neckline. 

“Not enough time,” he murmurs, lifting back up to look you in the eyes. His pupils are blown out with need, lips parted and tongue peeking out to taste your salt on his skin. “I want to take my time ruining you in our bed, sweetheart.” The thrill of his emphasis on our makes you roll your hips against him. “Want to break this headboard so I can make you a new one,” he chuckles darkly.

“Soon,” you placate before rolling him onto his back, the oomf of surprise his only protest as you straddle his narrow hips and press down on his broad chest. “But tonight, I want you to lie back and enjoy yourself.” The rumble that reverberates through his chest tingles down your spine and into the cradle of your hips, making you grind against him again. “And to start, I’m going to undress you.”

Your fingers slide under Frankie’s band shirt, skimming along his soft stomach as he tenses below you. His smile twists into the playful wicked one he brings out when he’s letting you have your way but will take control back any minute. Hands kneading your thighs, he drinks in your visage as you tease his shirt over his head. When he tries to bring his hands back to your hips you press them beside his head.

“I said this was about you tonight, handsome,” you tut, draping your body along his thrumming one below you. Pinning his hands in the pillow, you kiss along his scruffy jawline, burying your nose in his wild curls and brushing your lips along the shell of his ear.

“You’re going to keep your hands here, and let me finish undressing you. Then I’m going to ride your gorgeous cock until you can’t stand it any longer and you cum hard for me.” 

Frankie honest-to-goodness whines and the sound, so foreign coming from his throat, makes arousal pulse dangerously in your cunt. You’re so used to him driving the show, being the one in charge of your pleasure, that this reversal is making a heady sort of power go to your head. You roll your clothed core against his straining erection slowly, the friction eliciting a raspy gasp.

“Is that a yes, gorgeous boy?” you tease, and Frankie’s groaned yes makes you clench against his waiting cock. Sitting back up on his trim hips, Frankie does indeed keep his hands by his head, but grips the soft folds of the pillow. Another rock of your hips has him squeezing his eyes shut and sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, and you’re absolutely soaked as he weakly thrusts up against you.

“Baby, you feel so good,” he croaks out, already wrecked and your slow progression kicks into overdrive. You swing your leg off his hips and quickly unbutton and unzip his jeans. Two taps to his hip has him lifting them so you can tug the denim down his tense thighs. Your mouth waters as he lays bare before you, eyes peeling back open to watch you with curiosity and lust.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so beautiful, taking charge. Love you like this,” he pants, the glistening head of his cock thumping against his stomach and leaving a wet stain below his bellybutton. The urge to claim Frankie, to feel him beneath your teeth and listen to more of those delicious sounds takes over. Leaning over, you sink your teeth gently into his thigh, lapping your tongue over the fast-disappearing grooves you leave.

“Oh shit, baby, fuck, fuck me, that feels so…” Frankie dissolves into another low groan as your mouth explores the oft-neglected flesh, hand wrapping around his cock to pump him slowly as you taste his skin. One particularly daring suck on his inner thigh, similar to the hickies he’s left between your legs, makes him shake and shudder so hard you store that spot away for later.

“Baby, baby, please let me feel you. Want to open you up for me, sweetheart, get you ready for my cock, god fuck baby, I’m so fucking hard, you’ve got me so goddamn hard for you,” Frankie starts to babble, hips rolling into the slow channel of your hand as your mouth skims along its path to the aching tip of his cock. When you look up at him, Frankie’s mouth is dropped open in silent amazement, eyes half-lidded and a sheen of sweat gathering at his throat. His arms are corded with tense muscles as he fists his hands beside his head, fabric creaking in his grip

“Good boy,” you croon, and the deep flush that brings to his complexion makes him even more beautiful. You smile sweetly up at him before sliding as much of his cock into your mouth as you can take.

“Ohhhhh fuck,” Frankie moans as you liberally coat him with your spit, dragging it down his length and suckling at his plush tip as he lets multilingual curses drip from his lips. You can feel his balls pulling up fast, his eyes rolling back at the speed his orgasm is approaching, and just as you sense him coming to the point of no return, his toes curling and back bowing, you grip the base of his cock and take your mouth off him.

Frankie’s vocalizations are barely short of a roar, rough gasps and growls as you stave off his orgasm. His eyes flick down to capture yours and oh, this is a side of Frankie you love. Roiling with sexual energy, desperate to rut and fuck and pound into your waiting cunt. You love that you’ve brought this side out all by yourself.

“Ready for me to fuck you, Francisco?” you purr, a very different fuck yes coming through clenched teeth this time. It takes all of a moment to straddle his hips again, fishing a condom out of the bedside drawing and rolling it on him with practiced ease before pumping his thick wet cock just at your entrance. There’s a brief flash of concern on his face, grip loosening in the blankets.

“Baby, let me get you ready for me,” he murmurs, a hand drifting down to your folds. Before he can touch you shoot him a stern look, halting his progress. 

“Hands. By. Your head,” you order in staccato, waiting for him to comply. “As much as I love how thorough you are before giving me your fucking perfect cock…” You pause just long enough to seat his head inside you, your arousal and saliva slicking the way beautifully. “...I want to feel every inch of you stretch me out, Frankie. Want to feel so stuffed with you I can barely breathe. That okay with you, baby?” you ask. A third, weak yes is what begins your descent.

You thought it might be harder to take him, your cunt too tight around his thick length, but you’re practically dripping with arousal, and the stretch of him inside you is a blooming of pleasure. Shallowly fucking yourself, you finally engulf him fully in your heat.

“Oh fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck, shit baby, you’re so fucking tight, are you okay? Oh my god, I’m gonna…I’m barely inside and I’m gonna…fuck, baby, you’re gonna have to get off, it’s too good, I’m gonna cum if you don’t…” Frankie begs, eyes scrunched shut and mouth hanging open as he pants and squirms between your thighs. You’ve never felt so beautiful and powerful than this moment, Frankie pleading beneath you as you hold his pleasure in the palm of your hand.

“Francisco,” you coo, pressing down harder on his hips to pin him to the mattress. “You’re going to have to wait until I tell you to cum. I’m going to have my fill of you first.” His shuddering breath lets you know he’s trying his best. When he finally opens his eyes and looks at you, your wicked smile shoots his eyebrows into his curls.

“Oh fuck,” he gasps before you start fucking him in earnest. 

You’ve ridden Frankie’s cock many times before, but he always likes to hold your hips, your waist, fondle your thighs and breasts as he thrusts up into you, giving you a modicum of control before wrecking you from below. Now, he’s shaking and writhing in waves of pleasure as you give and take in equal measures. His head drags past that perfect soft spot inside you, your fingers itching to rub your clit but intent on making Frankie fall apart first. He’s so close, neck straining as he simultaneously chases his peak and staves it off, his eyes questioning and locked on your lips. The flex of his stomach, the bulge of his biceps, veins standing out on his hands as he holds on for dear life, all make you rush to give him what he wants. You could never deny Frankie for long.

“You want to cum gorgeous?” you pant, the exertion beginning to burn in your thighs but the buttery wetness too addicting to stop. 

“Please, baby, I want…” Frankie moans, a deep grind inside your cunt knocking the words from his mouth. “Please, please, please baby.”

Your heart swells, dropping down to lick into Frankie’s mouth as he chases your kiss hungrily. 

“You can cum, baby, been such a good boy for me,” you whisper. Frankie moans into your mouth and pistons his hips up and into the sucking clutch of your cunt. It knocks the air out of you, arching your back and slamming back against him to drive him deeper.

“Baby please, want to cum with you on my tongue. Climb up, climb up, climb up,” Frankie growls, hands finally releasing from the pillow and wrapping around your thighs. With a grunt he pushes you up his chest as he slides down until his mouth is devouring your cunt. 

“Frankie, shit baby, wanted you to cum inside,” you try to say, but he’s sucking at the wet mess of your folds and lashing his tongue against your clit so fast you can’t help but rock on his face. One hand releases your thigh and you hear the elastic snap of the condom being ripped off. The slick sounds of him stripping his cock behind you pulls your orgasm to the surface, Frankie’s own so close behind you can almost taste it as sharply as he’s tasting you.

“Cum on my face, sweetheart, need it,” Frankie growls between your legs, wild brown eyes and a flash of teeth all you can see before he sucks your clit into his plush mouth and tongues messy thick patterns that pull you over the edge.

You’re vaguely aware of Frankie’s own moans, the wet spurt of cum painting your ass and lower back. Miraculously, your hands find the headboard so you don’t crush him as you rock and shudder on his waiting mouth. When you can open your eyes again, Frankie’s head is tossed back on the pillow, hands splayed on your thighs and squeezing the soft flesh between his fingers. 

“Fuck, that was so good baby,” Frankie rasps, torso rolling underneath you as he flips you on your back. You go willingly, limbs only able to flop gracelessly to the mattress as Frankie crawls up to your level. 

“We’re celebrating, aren’t we? Had to make it special,” you chuckle as Frankie drags you into his arms, yours and his cum making you sticky in the sheets. You’ll have to change them tomorrow. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever had a moment with you that wasn’t special,” Frankie murmurs, cupping your cheek and softly kissing you, the taste of you still bright on his tongue. 

“Oooh, that was smooth,” you huff, but it barely stops the soft exchange of lips and breath. 

“Better get used to it, I’m going to be around a lot more now,” Frankie teases. His smile betrays how happy that makes him. “Anything I should know before we’re officially roommates?” You roll your eyes, curling one of his brown locks around your fingers.

“Wednesdays are my show nights, and you are not allowed to change the channel,” you say sternly, the twinkle of mischief glistening in his eyes. “There is always a pint of ice cream in the back of the freezer. And,” you say, snuggling in closer to his expanse of warm, soft skin that always belonged in this bed with you, “I want you to kiss me good night and good morning.”

Frankie’s gaze softens, stroking the apple of your cheek with his thumb as your eyes pull shut.

“I can do that.”

END

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