#female suit

[monkeyssalad-blog]

BMW 600 by Vintage Cars & People Via Flickr: Two middle-aged ladies posing with a BMW microcar in a city street in summertime. A fellow reading a road map and a child can be seen sitting inside the vehicle. The BMW 600 was a four-seater developed from the smaller Isetta model. Country of origin: Germany

[kosmickaijuu]

𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 😎

• Model : Mama Milktea @ Faerie

[housecow]

someone on a big boob help forum told me to try yitty… this is a 5x 😭

[girlfromhvn]

how i need him suit n all ~

[datcravat]

In the name of Hades, I'll punish you!

[opens-up-4-nobody]

:-P

[happy74827]

Butterflies

[Harvey Specter x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: You know you’re screwed when you feel them fluttering in your chest {GIF Creds: jeysuso}.

WC: 717

Category: Fluff

For all my Harvey lovers out there, I made a cute fluffy quickie (I’m seeing a lot of my fics being swarmed with love so why not add to it 🤗)

『••✎••』

It happened over a bottle of bourbon. A spilled bottle, actually. But a bottle of bourbon nonetheless, and that is important to note.

You didn’t mean to spill the alcohol all over your date, but he had made some comment about how you shouldn't be wearing a dress with a plunging neckline, so you just… happened to tip the entire thing over him.

The man was furious, of course, but he left pretty quickly after that. And you were left with a mess on the floor and a waiter hovering at the side, asking if you wanted another bottle.

You told him no. You just wanted to go home.

You didn't want a new date; you didn't want to sit at this stupid table with the stupid white tablecloth, the stupid, gaudy candlesticks, or the stupid waiter with the stupid, expectant look on his face.

"Miss?"

"No, thank you," you say, a little more firmly, gathering up your things and leaving as much cash as you can on the table. If you were smart, you'd have brought an umbrella, but you're not smart, so you'll just get drenched like an idiot.

But, fortunately for you, the person calling your name knew you well enough to know you weren’t that smart.

Before a drop of water could even hit your hair, a tall, dark figure steps out in front of you and blocks the downpour. Some might consider this a gentlemanly action, but you knew the man, and he was hardly ever gentle.

"You're welcome," Harvey says, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"You're a pain," you reply, but you're grateful for the cover.

"And you're dateless. So, I see two options: we can have dinner and a drink back at my place, or we can do dinner and a drink back at mine."

You can't help but laugh. "Did you use this on Scottie? I see why she left. That line was bad."

"You're not going to ask how I knew you were here?"

"Nope. You probably had Louis stalk me."

"Don't talk about the puppy like that."

"So you did have him stalk me!"

"I prefer the term 'make sure you were alright,'" Harvey replies, and he holds out his arm to you. "Guy was a douche. Let me buy you dessert to make up for it. And I don’t mean in the biblical sense, although that can be arranged, too, if you'd like."

"Harvey, you’re such—"

You turned to him, ready to tell him exactly what you thought of him, but the words died when you met his eyes. Those same eyes that allured you into taking his offer at Pearson Hardman. The same eyes that made you agree to work with him on the case despite your better judgment.

In a flash, you saw the whole thing: your first meeting, the cases, the laughs, the looks, the touches. And now, the moment.

When you were younger, the term butterflies had never really made sense to you. The idea of feeling them in your stomach seemed ridiculous, and yet, there you were, feeling them for the very first time.

They were all fluttering around inside of you, and all you could think was, "Oh, no."

And as if the universe had heard you, it suddenly stopped raining, and you both stood there in the middle of the street, the moon casting a warm light on your faces.

Harvey noticed it, too, and his expression softened. His usual cockiness was replaced with a gentle concern. "You okay?"

You nodded, biting your lip. "Yeah."

Harvey reached up and brushed a strand of hair away from your face, his hand lingering a moment longer than it needed to. He gave you that signature grin and asked, "You look like a velvet cake kind of girl. Am I right?"

He was right.

Goddamnit, he was right.

And as he swaddled you in his coat to keep you warm as you both went back inside, the anger and confusion you felt earlier melted into a quiet, warm glow.

Date night had not gone according to plan, but when his lips met yours and your hands slid through his soft, brown hair, you realized that, perhaps, sometimes, it was good to deviate from the plan.

The butterflies seemed to agree.

[femdom-universe871]

[sketchonista]

Kinyan Lam SS25 shot at Paris Fashionweek

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

Now I have to ask- WHY do you hate Pacific Rim?

Okay, fair warning, this is about as bitter and salty and small-minded as day-old caviar. But. My bitter, salty (probably fishy) opinion:

Pacific Rim is only a good movie because it's a well-written story about robots punching monsters.

That's it. That's all there is to the movie.

I started out merely disappointed by Pacific Rim. We went gaga for the preview materials that promised these unique well-rounded character pairs and trios with these idiosyncratic robots from all these different Pacific nations... And then the movie itself is about some bland white American guy who pilots a robot named a racial slur, the second most fleshed-out team is bland white Australian guys, and the Chinese team is there, kind of, in the background, but don't worry they're going to die first. The "character-driven story" turned out to be "various characters take turns punching aliens" but, sure, whatever, I love the MCU so why not.

The day I went from "Pacific Rim is overrated" to "Pacific Rim is the worst thing that has ever happened to human civilization, I'm extremely normal about this" was the day I saw a Tumblr post suggesting we replace the Bechdel test with the Mako Mori test. Because Mako Mori has her own plot and doesn't kiss North Carolina at the end, making her a whole new type of feminist icon.

To which I was like:

We are talking about the same movie here, right? The Pacific Rim that can't even pass the Bechdel test? The Pacific Rim that's all about might-makes-right, the Pacific Rim that has ONE speaking role for ONE female character in its (from IMDB) 50-person cast? The Pacific Rim that repeatedly puts its only female character in danger and has her rescued by first Idris Elba then North Carolina? THAT Pacific Rim?

Is there a different Mako Mori I haven't met? Because the one I've seen a) has a character arc driven by deciding whether to obey her father or follow her heart, which is as inoffensive and stale as an unblessed communion wafer, b) does nothing that Ellen Ripley didn't do 30 years earlier, but with about 5% of the character depth Ripley got, and c) stands there in silence looking sad as two men punch each other over the question of her virtue.

Any post assuming this movie invented the idea of "small Asian woman kicks monster ass" needs to learn its damn history. Especially the ones acting like her being physically small is somehow a feminist bonus. There's something embarrassingly ahistorical about the whole thing.

And look. I get how we got here. I know how easily Tumblr backs you into a rhetorical corner of "calling a story Good can never mean merely 'enjoyable'; calling a story Good must mean 'virtuous'". Until next thing you know you're arguing that actually, shipping Obi-Wan/Darth Vader is a net good for all of society, because gay divorced middle-aged tyrants who use supplemental oxygen and murdered their exes in a custody dispute over the one kid (out of two) they actually care about deserve to see themselves in sci fi too! You only end up in that corner because half the time you're arguing against someone who says that shipping Obi-Wan/Darth Vader is literally the same thing as supporting father-son incest, so your real reasons for shipping them (1. foe yay, 2. old man yaoi) seem wildly insufficient.

Much of what I see about Pacific Rim seems neck-deep in the "it's not allowed to be a Good Movie unless it single-handedly dismantles the patriarchy" fallacy. There's nothing progressive about shipping two dudes best known for chopping off each other's body parts with laser swords. And there's nothing progressive about a movie having its only female character hug the male protagonist at the end instead of kissing him. You're allowed to like a thing just because it's well-made, without acting like a bog-standard normatively-broey action flick somehow invented a new form of feminism. Anyway, "Pacific Rim is a perfectly fine movie" is the hill I will die upon, heretical though it may be.

[gentle-hero-blog]

Actually wait ok i'm not done. i'm actually so serious abt this. I think that a large part of the reason i got attached to metroid when i was younger is because it was the first media i discovered where the main female character was allowed to look like this:

and like. people thought she was cool. BOYS thought she was cool and I had never seen boys think a female character was cool before, much less want to be like one. she had all these interesting traits that I had only ever seen in male characters (person of few words, calm and ruthless bounty hunter persona, highly respected for skill, her appearance isn't mentioned Ever, etc etc). and that was formative for me and my relationship to gender i think

[cool-content-star]

Victoria Beckham's Elegant Satin Suit

This November, Victoria Beckham sported a stylish satin suit at a fashion event.  This sophisticated ensemble features a sleek, belted blazer with a deep V-neckline, exuding modern elegance. The tailored fit accentuates the waist, while the long sleeves and structured shoulders add a touch of formality. Paired with wide-leg trousers, this suit offers a polished look perfect for formal gatherings or high-end events. The glossy satin fabric enhances the luxurious feel, ensuring your Sim stands out with refined style. Ideal for those seeking a blend of contemporary chic and timeless grace. 🕴️✨

Items in the set:

Satin Blazer With Belt in 20 colors

Satin Suit Pants in 20 colors

Notes:

New meshes

All Lods

Custom thumbnail

HQ Compatible

Base game compatible

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❤️ With love ❤️ I hope you like it! ❤️

[stormyoceans]

THE NIPPLE PLAY AND TIDDY SQUEEZE.....

[thebestusernamepossible]

People who don’t get the pregnancy motif in Severence and then turn around and get mad about it drive me crazy. ITS THE LOSS OF AUTONOMY AND RIGHTS SHOW! ITS THE MAKING A NEW PERSON TO CARRY YOUR BURDEN SHOW! Of COURSE pregnancy is a theme. It’s not like the show is being weird about it?? Do we not trust the show runners?? If Helena is pregnant I fully expect them to use it as a horrific plot point! If it’s the direction it’s going to be full of horror and plot twists (probally back alley abortion via Helly tbh. Bc you KNOW Helena would use Helly to give birth like that one Senator lady did).

[newkatzkafe2023]

Can I please have a plump and fluffy reader wearing a reverse bunny suit. I really want to see all the wukong reactions to this please

Ohhhhhh absolutely 😉😉😉

(Lmk Wukong) His face was red in shock and aroused, I'm mean you are cute but got are you also sexy. Every position you would put yourself in to show off your outfit, slowly destroys his self control. You bouncing, and jiggling, and prancing around showing those nice pretty legs and thick thighs. Wukong wasn't sure how long he would last but your outfit makes him see everything. Looking all plump and juice and well spoiled and taken care off, Wukong had picked his lips seeing you in that get up. It would look even better on somebody's floor.

(NR Wukong) He would be seriously acting up, like I kid you not he was down terrible. He would be catcalling you like crazy and drooling looking at your new look and thicc parts. Self-control and dignity go right out the window as he throws you over his shoulder and hauls you to the bedroom. After all bunnies are known to be extremely horny creatures, and he wants in on that action.

(HIB Wukong) Oh lord He'll have one hell of an brain aneurism, especially those seeing birthing hips you flashed at him. Wukong might also know that bunnies tend to mate like their lives depend on it, and Wukong wants nothing more then to bend you over. Then rock your world to the point where he's gonna get those baby monkey bunnies one way or another.

(MKR Wukong) Ohhhhh a huge smirk makes it's way across his face, as you shook your hips and bunny tail at him. He'll immediately stalk and chase you around like a predator chasing his prey in the wild, and it soon because a rather smutty nature film. Wukong loves you bunny suit but now he wants to take it off of you, in your shared inn room.

(Netflix Wukong) Squeak and grabs his privates in agony, oh god you shot him with a horn dog gun. It's not often Wukong feels shame but when he does ohhhhhhhhhhh boi, and you make it hard too. You showing him more then what he imagine, trying to keep there paws to themselves but it was so hard, Was beautiful and sexy curves like the ones on you. For now you just let him hump your goddess legs as he pleases, might even have accidentally discharge me.

(BMW Wukong) He'll give you a low whistle as you catwalk next to him showing off your new outfit, however he will so have you bend over note even 5 mins later. You were just so sexy looking like an cute little bunny, then that ass and those birthing hips was the final straw. Wukong soon spend ours showing you just how much he loves you and your curves.

(Destined one) You would have the Destined one walk into things with the way you distract him. You were showing your husband a suit you used to wear and you were wondering if it still fits you, news flash it does infact it'll fit you way to well. The Destined one gets a good look at your legs, and hips, and breast and what's killing him as that sweet behind of your. The second you skate that fine ass at him, well it's over for you so say goodbye to your legs.

(Lotmk Wukong) Wukong never squealed so hard in all his immortal life. You look so adorable, pink, and well plump in the places he secretly loves. Wukong would be biting his lips as he pulls you to the side, trying to find a place for your shared edges. Wukong would soon show you just how much he loves his mama bunny especially when her belly will be full of baby rabbits.

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG 🐇

[princessedesfleursss]

HSE1

Pairing: harvey specter x fem!reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: p in v, sex, oral receiving (female), several orgasms, age gap, maybe typos

You’re done with your pilates class for the morning and you head back to your apartment. A matcha smoothie in hand and a neatly rolled baby pink yoga mat slung on your shoulder with your plush pink bag. Harvey watched you from the gap between his window. He signaled Ray to drop him off at the bakery below your apartment. He had to pay you a surprise visit to ask you why you weren’t at work this morning or even ask if you were planning on dropping by the office later in the day. 

He watched as you punched the code and went inside. Assuming you were a safe distance from seeing him, he entered the bakery to get your favorite muffins and a bagel for himself, before moving onto the door opposite to the bakery to punch the same numbers you did to enter. 

Meanwhile, you had dropped your things on the dining table, and slipped off of your workout clothes ready to have a steaming shower. Harvey gave it some time before he entered your apartment with the key you had given him. Unbeknownst to you, he sat on your sofa and enjoyed his bagel, helped himself to some coffee and waited till you came out of the shower. 

After the refreshing shower you wrapped yourself in a fluffy towel and walked over the kitchen hoping to pour yourself some orange juice. You stopped short and a gasp slipped your lips to see him sitting, a smug smile lining his lips.

“Missed me sweetheart?” the question came out cocky but loving and you grinned back at him. 

Holding your towel to your chest, you replied, “Not really.”

He got up from where he was seated and unbuttoned his blazer, leaving it haphazardly on the sofa. You let him take his sweet time as he walked over to you awfully slow, making sure to loosen his tie and fold the sleeves of his crisp shirt. 

“Oh so you meant to say that you don’t want me here?” Harvey asks as he cages you to the kitchen top with his hands on either sides of your body. He leans in, almost playfully and sends his warm breath down your neck as he nuzzles softly the pillar of your neck. 

This sends goosebumps down your body. You let go of holding your towel, praying that it’ll hold still and wrap your arms around his neck. 

“Mhmm, that’s exactly what I’m saying Mr. Specter.”

Harvey gulps down the urge to fuck you right there. Your angelic voice saying it like that, no way he could keep his hands to himself. He needed you right now, right here and he was going to have you no matter what. You on the other hand were not all too oblivious to what you were doing to him. You knew you had the arrogant lawyer wrapped around your pinky and you were going to wind him exactly how you wanted him to have you. 

“But you could change my mind by showing me how much I need you,” you whispered back as you pulled him into you, “And then I might actually say I wanted you here.”

Harvey could feel the heat resonate off your body. There was just one material separating your heavenly body from his hands. God the things he would to do to your temple of a body. He’d worship it if he had to prove how much he loved you. So that’s exactly what he aimed on doing. 

He kissed you hard and passionately, almost lifting your feet off the ground. As he did so with one swipe of his hand, your towel fell to the ground and he took a step back to stare at you in admiration. Shameless, you leaned back against the counter, watching him fall to his knees right in front of you. 

The best lawyer in the city, the one man who wouldn’t kneel down to anyone else, kneeling down for you? That was one hell of an achievement. 

Harvey looked up at you a he ran his large hands from the bottom of your legs all the way to your thighs, each movement followed by his lips tracing the path his hands took. You gripped the kitchen counter as you let his lips do wonder. And without any warning, he bit the inner side of your thigh. You yelped and sent one hand flying over to his shoulder to get a grip. The man beneath you simply lifted one leg onto his shoulder and licked one long strip across your vagina. You moaned not being able to take it because you were oh so sensitive. Harvey continued his movements, eating you out. He looked up at you occasionally to see how your face contorted into that of pure bliss. 

“Harvey, I’m close,” you cried, “I’m so so close.”

He stood up, swiping a thumb over his lips to collect your juices and licked it clean right in front of you, painting your cheeks in a deep hue of pink.

“You told me to show how much you need me, baby,” he said with a cocky smile adorning his face, “Now you’ll have to beg me to let you cum.”

You dodged past his body and intertwined your fingers with him, pulling him over to your sofa. When you go there, you pushed him onto the plush white sofa. Harvey’s body sank onto the softness of that piece of furniture. You placed your hands on his widely opened legs and leaned towards him, to whisper, “Then let me use you.”

He simply smiled and grabbed your arms as he pulled you over him, to straddle him. Cupping your cheeks and bringing you down to a sweet and tender kiss he responded, “I’m all yours sweetheart.”

You kissed his lips, his face- every inch of it as you unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Pulling his raging cock out you gave it a few strokes before lifting yourself up and pushing yourself down onto his length. You moaned as his length stretched you in the best way ever and Harvey wasted no time moving your hips. You gripped onto his hair as you let his guide your movements and moaned when his tongue latched onto one of your pebbled nipples. He circled his tongue around it and softly bit into your plush skin, earning moan after moan from your sensitive body. 

“Cum for me sweetheart, show me how much you need me,” Harvey spat the words at you, wanting to prove your point real bad. You stuttered a shaky, “I want you” back at him, feeling the knot in your stomach get tighter. A few more guided movements and you felt the tightening knot unloosen itself all of a sudden, gushing out you and the excess spilling onto Harvey’s expensive pants. He wasn’t in the mood to notice or even care, and you were just recovering from your orgasm as he manhandled your body and switched positions.

You were now laying your back on the sofa, sinking into its softness. Harvey on the other hand, didn’t let you have any rest as he pistoled his still erect cock into you at a raging pace. Wanting to get himself over his high and let you have another one, you held onto his arms, as he leaned into kiss your neck. His actions contradicting each other, one brutal and the other so gentle. A few more thrusts and you both came undone around each other. Harvey letting your body consume his weight as he snuggled his face into your neck. Your legs tightened around his waist pulling him even closer. 

“I love you so fucking much,” Harvey murmured.

“I love you too baby,” you replied back as you kissed the top of his head. 

Harvey moved to the side, still inside you. 

“I think we should take a day off.”

You smiled at the thought, agreeing with him and just snuggling back into his arms. There was no way you were going to work limping after all of this and the pilates session you had this morning.