#i am SO excited to share this with everyone

[playboysturns]

I don't know if this is a request or if it's just me wanting to share this extremely specific idea, but imagine Chris and the reader dating in secret for a LONG time and the news comes out on the internet, the reader starts getting hate and in every video there is someone commenting something like "Why did he choose to be with her?" and she simply responds to the comment with a video of her and Chris to the sound of "Pepsi" by Lana Del Rey (I don't know, this sounds really funny in my head)

drabble #1 'my 🐱 tastes like pepsi cola'

summary : Chris and reader finally make their relationship public to their fans on valentines day.

You met the triplets when you both moved to LA at the same time. It was easy to talk cause you were all youtubers and the four of you quickly became close since you didn’t know many other people in the city.

Chris and you hooked up when he was hanging out at your house, later confessing his feelings to you which you mutually shared. The both of you decided to take it slow as neither of you had been in a relationship before.

All your friends knew, it wasn’t a secret and there had been times where they had almost slipped up saying that you were both together.

You were seen hanging out with the three of them many times but fans had chalked it up to you being good friends with them, though none of you ever directly posted each other on your tiktok or youtube.

Chris wanted to keep your relationship private from the fans and you agreed since you both had seen first hand how they reacted when the triplets were friends with women. At this point though you been dating for a little over 2 years now, and finally decided it was the right time to share it with your fans.

“Wait why am I nervous” you giggle looking once over at the tiktok Chris was about to post. it was a video using the low life audio, it started with Chris laying on the couch singing the ‘sniper sniper sniper’ bit then the camera flipped to you show you straddling him lip syncing the ‘wifey wifey wifey’ part.

“Why? you look good,” Chris grips your hips, you were still in the same position as the tiktok.

“I don’t know what to caption it,” you hand Chris his phone watching him type a caption then showing it to you.

‘my valentines for the past 2 years ❤️🪄’

“Okay good, should I post it now,” You smile, both nervous and excited.

“Babe just press post,” Chris mutters from beneath you and you do just that putting his phone on silence and placing it on the coffee table.

“Right, no going on our phones for at least an hour,” you say Chris nodding in agreement. He picks up the remote to put on a movie whilst you lay down on top of him to cuddle.

“What the fuck!”

You move your head from the tv as Nick runs up the stairs from the front door his phone in hand, quickly followed by Matt.

“What?” Chris asks, Nick rolls his eyes before showing you his screen which was the tiktok you had posted.

“Kid we were literally at the In-n-Out drive through, then Nick screamed so loud I almost shat my pants,”

“It was not that loud so chill,” Nick puts his hand up.

“Not that loud, Nick I nearly rear-ended the car in front,” Matt replies, sternly.

“What else was I meant to do?” Nick rebuttals, stalking over to where you and Chris were laying.

“Not fucking scream? Acting like we didn’t know that they were dating the whole time” Matt sits on the couch.

“I mean it’s lowkey a monumental,” you feel Chris’ voice vibrating beneath your head.

“Exactly! we could’ve had a little heads up about it? Like my mentions are going fucking insane,” Nick huffs, turning his attention back to his phone. “The comments are like, kinda crazy right now so I wouldn’t check them.”

Now you were curious, sitting up you grab your phone that was besides Chris’ on the table quickly go to the tiktok on his account.

COMMENTS

y/n and chris sturniolo dating ⌕

@ sturnluvr : ain’t no way 💀

@ babysturns: are we skipping over the fact he put 2 years?

@ chrissgf : no hate but why would he choose her out of everyone…

↳ @ y/nclips : coming from an acc w no posts!

@ chrissturngirlfriend : i’m literally sobbing wtf

@ freshchris : do they do it 🥺

@ quenlinblackwell ✓ : MY PARENTS YESSS

@ stuniolosuperfan : fuck it atp matts wife and kid jokes may be real

↳ @ mattybswife : they are 😊 revealing myself as his wife ❤️

↳ @ mattsturnsbm : @ mattybswife tell him that the kids miss him 💔

@ princessy/n : what the fuck is wrong with the comments

@ strombolitriplets : i’m crying wtf do they even talk about 😭

@ madisonbeer ✓ : i love you both 🤍

@ sturnioloclips : TWO YEARS?

@ y/nswife : THIS IS AI UNTIL Y/N POSTS ON HER ACC!!

↳ @ princessy/n : yk damn well.. 😭

@ sturniolofan1 : someone tell me this is an early april fools.

@ user18274730 : wait cause they’re actually so cute wtf

You comb through them laughing, honestly you thought the reaction would be worse. Chris on the other hand was reading the comments over your shoulder.

“Fuck. I’m sorry about them,” Chris apologises, kissing your shoulder.

“Baby it’s fine. I thought they’d be way harsher” you turn to look at him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“But your fans are so supportive.,” Chris sighs sadly.

“They’re just going to have to grow up and get over it,” Nick says turning his phone off to watch the movie on the screen.

You were both getting ready to go to sleep.

It had been a few hours since you had posted the video, and though you were fine with the response it was clear Chris was still a little upset.

“I want to turn the comments off,” Chris says scrolling through them, you sigh taking the phone from his hand. “Or at least respond to them.”

“There’s no need to turn the comments off or respond to anything,” you take a look at them yourself, the tiktok had blown up already having a million likes.

“But there is, you’re literally the most important person in my life and they can’t even respect it,” Chris throws himself onto his bed. “They’re asking why I would choose you when you’re the one that’s out of my league.”

“Okay we’ll do this then,” you click to video reply ‘@ chrissgf : no hate but why would he choose her out of everyone…’ selecting an audio before sitting next to Chris on the bed.

“What are you doing?” he watches in confusion as you put both of you on the camera.

You smile as you start the tiktok ‘my pussy taste like pepsi cola’ blares from his phone. You lipsync the song causing Chris to smile before the audio ends.

“There now they know,” you grin, Chris taking his phone to caption it before posting.

‘She tastes better than pepsi 😛’

notes from me : ik this wasn't super specific if it was a request but it got me thinking! this is my first time writing anything in a very long time so please bare with me, im sorry if the spacing is wrong this was just a quick write for the request. thank you @oceanabyssal

Happy Valentines Day! 💋 - playboysturns

[redmedic]

HAPPY (LATE) VALENTINE'S DAY 💘

Hello all! Here are some crops from the amazing Valentine's collab I've done with the lovely @dorkpatroller - of Bloodweave from her Romance Scam AU.

I've been so excited to share the finished pieces with you guys, and I am absolutely BUZZING for everyone to read the gorgeous fic that pairs with it. This was so much fun to do, and such a fun challenge to draw. I hope you enjoy the steaminess of the art as much as the incredible fic. You can view all these in full on my Patreon or embedded in the fic, which you can read here! (obvious warning for NSFW).

PLEASE go read the fic, it's saucy and passionate and so well done. It was an absolute privilege to work with Bri again! (And always - ilysm)

As always - lots more to see on my Patreon, please go check it out and support me on there if you have the means!

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[ptej1980]

Ahhhh…what another brilliant day

We all probably came in to the live stream with different expectations. I was overwhelmed with happiness with the amount of Polin content we got.

But not only were we excited it seems that everyone including ET, British Vogue and Bustle were also excited especially about seeing new little lord featherington.

Nicola and Luke also shared the same posts of their new family. Nic adding an interesting song choice to her story

Once we stopped hyperventilating over the brilliant Polin content, Nic turned up at the IFTA awards looking stunning and gushing about having a beautiful baby.

And then as quick as could breath and recover from all the Nic and Polin content, in flies Luke looking tooo gorgeous attending the GQ Film dinner. Interacting with fans and being just the sweetest nicest person everyone knows he is 🥹

What I loved about today was the positive vibes. The energy around the fandom was electric. Key things I picked up on today 👀💛🐝

-Nic and Luke had soulmate matching energy, outfits matched ( ok not hard both black lol). But they both did not have any rings. For Luke this is really strange, it seemed weird to me and I am not the only one who picked up on it.

-Nic talking about being a mother and having a baby on the red carpet. And the posting her family Polin pic with “call me mother”

-Even though Season 4 is Benophie, major organisations putting the focus on Polin. Netflix UK and Netflix Us

Manifesting season 4 Mirror scene

-what also been one of the most surprising things is Luke has posted 2 days in a row!!! And went on a liking spee

Phew…now I did say Feb was going to be a brilliant month. There has already been so much content and it is only 15/02. There is only 1 week to go till the SAG awards. Let’s hope this even flow continues and there are no jump scares

Enjoy the rest of your weekend.

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[yermes]

Happy Valentines day🩷

To everyone except my lab partners

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House + tree 🌲 🏠 

Love is a home and a being which can grow, it is all consuming, its all expanding all reaching. Its a home which is both infinite and finite. How to you put a cap on love? How do you put a cap on your expression and being? You cannot, you must reach and if those don’t reach out to meet you, you must reach some more. Grow into yourself, grow into your body, your home, your love. Grow into your own being by loving, grow into safety in comfort by loving and understanding completely in to the most upmost ability at which you can. With love you can only build a strong foundation do everything with love and step forward with it always.

Moon + Fox 🦊 🌙 

Your love, your hopes your dreams, something is deceiving you. Is it truly your dreams? Is your dream feasible or are you merely floating around the ether. Are you dreaming so much that there is no ceiling and floor and your very idea and grasp on life is becoming crippled around you. What you are attending to reach is so far and the faith you put in yourself is so little. Tell me is it far because its your dreams or another’s dream, would you daydream into being something so far from what you are not? To day dream so far out of your current condition to escape? Is it worth it? Is it worth out dreaming your reality or shall you attempt to live the reality you want.

Whip + book 📕🌩️

Academic validation girlie I see. Academic validation will not give you love and affection you deserve. Academic validation does not make the sun set and rise. Being the top of your class isn’t a personality trait and having it be your only priority is limiting you mentally and physically. Why limit yourself to a computer when you can expand into an entire being. You can expand to something much greater than you can ever be. You don’t need an A to validate your being, you don’t need it to validate your feelings. You can be loved outside of a letter grade, love has no grades

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Fuck my useless ass lab mates

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[44forza]

backburner (series teaser)

pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader

genre: angst, fluff

tropes: teammates, lovers to enemies to ..?

word count: tbd

summary: charles is boy wonder, prince of monaco, il predestinato, and the clear favorite for the WDC. as the newest addition to the team and only woman on the grid, all eyes are on you as you navigate your way through your 3rd season in f1. your illicit past with your teammate only seems to add to the bubbling tension. will you ever be seen as worthy to ferrari? to charles?

you’re ushered through a sea of employees, rosso corsa flanking you from all sides. the gap widens to accommodate you and your escort to the center of the room, though it feels like the room has already swallowed you up entirely. the energy in the room is electric. you feel more like a live wire. fragile like a bomb. as you reach the steps of the stage and meet the eyes of each person there, aside from one, your feet grow heavier with every step. there are words exchanged excitedly upon your appearance, both in english and italian, but it’s hard to hear through the ringing in your head.

few people in the world have stood here, you think distantly. there isn’t time to ponder if maybe that’s why it feels so lonely. you feel the dialogue whizz by you like their words are flying around the room, circling you. an introduction, probably—a mic is in your hand and you’re expected to address the room at some point. to address your new team. you don’t need to look to see your new teammate's eyes haven’t moved from the floor since your entry. his gaze is the most piercing of all, and you’re glad to be free of it in this moment.

it’s easy to fall back on rehearsed lines. thank you for the warm welcome, i look forward to meeting everyone and working with you all to fight for another constructors championship this year. the words placate your agent standing nearby even if they dont quite reach your ears as you spew them. you don’t say the words in the back of your throat, how you want to fight for the driver’s championship, how you’re more than a second seat warmer, how you are just as capable as your teammate who can’t even be bothered to acknowledge your presence just a few feet away. it was easier to pretend you didn’t want any of it to begin with. a true team player.

you’re so consumed in feeling what you shouldn’t be feeling to notice that your teammate is looking now. the type of gaze that seeps into your marrow and back. you wonder what he sees as you lock eyes. there’s more chatter that flits in your ears, groups form to take the two of you away for kit fittings and modifications, but neither of you move.

a/n: i am SO excited to share this story with u guys i couldn’t help but give a little sneaky peak ! tell me what u think!!

[bummys]

tw/cw; noncon, dubcon, incest (half siblings), nasty content, oral, p in v

wc; 24k (not proofread, this is so long and its bland but ill make it pretty later)

minors dni

"i'm not your girlfriend, stop telling everyone i am, oliver."

it was a hushed conversation, one that no one was meant to hear. this was your brother, not fully, but you shared the same mother. you hated his smug smile, the excitement that came with someone saying his name and the thought of someone thinking you were another groupie. you hated the close proximity you had to stay in with him, whether it was the practices you both attended or the friend group that occasionally intersected. what you hated most was that he knew how to get under your skin.

he shrugged, his lips pulled to keep his smile from showing, "not me, maybe it's your cheerleadering friends."

it was true, he didn't say anything, but he didn't dispel the rumors nor did he make the distinction that you were his stepsister. in his weak defense, you also kept your lips sealed. the two with the undeniable chemistry, who would've thought they were related. you'd be a pariah. the one who would be known as the brother fucker on campus. he knew how important your social status was to you, of course you were so damn close to being the stereotypical cheerleader. you made it so easy to push your buttons.

"maybe we should turn the rumors into real life, sis," oliver leaned in, making you take a step back, "give them something to actually talk about."

you go to push him away, both your hands against his chest although he doesn't budge, "you're so fucking disgusting, oliver."

he laughed, taking a step back to give you the space you desperately wanted. oliver wasn't stupid, he recognized the pause of consideration, he would catch your silent agreement whenever your friends brought up his looks and definitely knew the look of jealousy in your eyes whenever he had someone new on his lap. on the different side of the same coin, he tsked at the looks you got when you wore those insanely short shorts to practice. typically he loved giving the cheerleaders his undivided attention as long as you were front and center to witness it because you always looked like a puppy left out in the rain. could you make it any more obvious? but on those days with your tiny shorts, sendo liked to fill in where oliver neglected you, chasing you around to wipe his sweat on you or just to show off with lifting you with one arm. but oliver never got jealous.

"what brought this on? your boyfriend sendo scared i'll fuck you before him?" he asked, unbothered by your disgusted expression.

you wanted to grit your teeth and break the carefully crafted persona you had spent so long curating, it was so easy for him to get you down to his level, "how do you know we haven't yet?"

his response was silent and you took that as it being a topic discussed in the locker room. the team sharing their conquests, how unoriginal. rolling your eyes, you once again pushed him and his stood aside for you.  oliver watched as you walked away with his hands tucked into his pockets, the thin material of your shorts squeezing your plush thighs and the curvature of your ass. what a tease. truthfully, he knew you guys hadn't even kissed yet because everyone knew he had dibs because unlike you, he didn't care who knew your relationship to one another. no one was off limits to him. he participated in the boyish conversations, about who was the best fuck and who's panties were the easiest to get into. occasionally, you were the topic of discussion with guesses to how good you were in bed, if you were a virgin and even if you were a creamer, squirter or both. those were oliver's favorite.

talking to oliver always left you angry no matter how much time passed, he'd leave your skin scorching almost seconds from bursting into flames. you'd ignore the voices of your parents in favor of going straight into the shower. despite having his own apartment, you knew that he'd be stopping by soon. naively, you believed his interest was solely in seeing your parents rather than to harass you further. you scrubbed at your skin harshly, it pissed you off how much space in your head that he occupied. to you that only proved how much of a nuisance he was in your life. as you predicted, the house shook as the front door opened and closed. maybe you could stay in the bathroom his entire visit and blame it on a strenuous routine.

as you shut off the water, obviously aware that you couldn’t stay in there for hours more, you heard the door open and assumed it was your mother, "sorry, the-"

"cold showers are better after workouts."

you quickly stuck your head out from behind the shower curtain, being met with oliver who's eyes followed the trails of water that disappeared down your neck and to your shielded chest, "what the fuck, get out!"

"hey, hey, calm down. mom and dad just wanted me to tell you that they're leaving to go visit auntie," he had that cocky grin, the one that he gave you when he was going to say something gross.

your eyebrows furrowed in obvious confusion, he liked how expressive you could be, "ok and? this couldn’t have waited?"

he shrugged off your question, "let me see, sis?" his eyes never leaving where your body would be behind the curtain.

"jesus, don't you have some girl waiting on a text back from you or something? get out!"

as quickly as you had been relaxed by your shower, you were once again on edge. oliver would be the cause of your brain aneurysm or at the least, your high blood pressure. there were only so many words that you could say that expressed your hatred for him. there were only so many 'fuck you's that you could dish out before they started to sound like an invitation. and for you and oliver, it was pass the point of inevitability. you were surprised that he had left without a fight, leaving you to get out of the cold shower and wrap your towel around your body. what didn't surprise you was him sitting on your bed. you couldn’t decide what pissed you off more; his dirtied clothes on your bed or his inability to leave you alone.

you ignored his presence, slipping on your night shorts beneath your towel before disappearing into your closet to put on a shirt that he had unknowingly left behind. a groan of annoyance filled the silence as you returned to him laying down. his phone hovered over his face while his free hand rubbed his stomach, giving you a view of his exposed skin and the trail of hair that led beneath the waist of his shorts. you could feel him staring, but you look away instead of meeting his eyes because you knew you'd be met with a smirk. great. you didn't wait to hear whatever comment he felt the need to make, it wasn’t like you meant to stare. you could appreciate another athlete's body, right?

"didn't like what you saw?" oliver called after you as you left for another room, "can show you more if you want."

his voice echoed through your family home, you knew you could put a stop to this easily. the thought rarely crossed your mind, the butterflies in your stomach assured that. sitting on the couch, you put your focus on your ringing phone. instead of your friend, it was sendo, which surprised you. he wasn't the type to call after the girls he chased, that was what you were told at least. there was something so hedonistic about the relationships that the sports teams, everyone dated everyone and while there was occasionally drama, no one was particularly dedicated to anyone. oliver was an enigma, he had an obvious reputation yet as of lately,  he had distanced himself from it.

"oh, hey sen?" your voice was softened, secretive, "no it's not a bad time."

the conversation, despite being quiet, was heard as oliver walked into the kitchen. he watched your body language, the way played with your hair and lastly, he noticed your smile whenever you'd slightly turn your head to the side. from your responses, he could tell whoever was on the other end had been laying on fairly thick. oliver knew what you liked, you loved someone showering you in compliments and teasing jokes. you didn't favor the caging or the idea of being chased after because you were a top prize. poor bastard. oliver took a bite of an apple, ignoring your boring conversation for the tv. that was until his ears perked at the name you mumbled, how didn't he know it was sendo, it was so obvious. well, shidou would've realistically been his first guess.

"hey, you ready to go again? cleaned up that mess you made," he laughed loudly, taking another bite of his apple.

your head snapped to the kitchen, if looks could kill he'd be dead seven times over.  the other end went silent as did you, your mouth hung open in horror. who wouldn't be able to recognize oliver's voice? especially a fellow teammate. stumbling out a 'sorry, i have to go' before you hung up while considering throwing your phone square at his face. luckily for him, your mind was more on the fact that he had done that rather than getting revenge. if people didn't think you two were fucking then they would be  now.

"what actually is your problem? why do you feel the need to do shit like that? you're so fucking gross," you were yelling, something he had never gotten from you, "i don't want to fuck you, i don't even like you, i'd rather fuck shidou."

oliver had gotten tons of reactions from you; the flustered ones, the frustrated ones and the playful ones, but there was something about seeing you so inconsolably angry. once again, he smirked at your anger. that pushed you over the edge, you leapt to your feet, clearing the distance to him fairly fast. not fast enough though. it was a game to him, that he made sure you knew as he took off running to his old room. of course he was faster, running was what he was best at. he hid behind his door, waiting for you to run in so he could shut it. you didn't hesitate to start swinging, obviously stronger than you, he gathered your wrists with ease.

"hey, calm down before i make you calm down," oliver knew you'd take the bait, he tried putting a serious voice on.

you scoffed, "you'll make me? only thing you're going to make me do is–"

"cum until you're crying? make sure everyone on campus know you're mine? maybe even fuck a baby into you."

his words made you feel nauseous, the flirting neared the line that shouldn't be crossed, but you allowed it. now, what he was saying was so far pass what was acceptable, "oliver, stop, let me go, this isn't funny."

"i'll stop if you just let me fuck you."

he had switched to holding both of your wrist in one hand, moving to grab your waist to pull you flush against his body. he stilled you, your eyes widening. this was your first time touching oliver in way other than hitting him or snatching something from his hands. the feeling was awkward, your uneasy assumption of a hug until you felt his hardening cock. he had to be joking with you right? you knew the answer to your own question, he told you how to make him stop. the idea of fucking him to end this was definitely wasn't an option, yeah you'd be able to go back to your life of being someone's girlfriend, not his obviously. but was the outcome even worth it?

"fine, fuck. you better not say anything to anyone, i swear to god," it was a whisper, you feared somehow your parents would hear, "you'll leave me alone?"

his smirk was gone, his eyes reading over your face with seriousness, but only nodded at your question. it's not himself that he's worried about. he leans down to kiss you, gently at first before adding more pressure. it wasn’t sweet, it wasn't necessary, but it felt like an obligation. you wanted to bite him, his lips or his tongue that he had gotten into your mouth without resistance. what you did fight was the weakness that crept into your knees and the fogginess that attempted to wash away the wrongness of what you were going to do, he said he'd leave you alone, so all you can do is trust him.

"get on your knees on the bed," his voice has lost the playful lilt that you were accustomed to, making it easier to follow his instructions.

he didn't know you were going to comply so easily, watching as you got into position. you seemed so confident in the stance, your back beautifully arched as your chest rested against the bed. he wanted to call you a 'slut' for submitting so quick, but it died on his tongue as he took in the moment for what it was. it was comparable to getting praised and gifted something he demanded for after doing nothing that deserved it. he wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. you looked back, seeing oliver on his knees, you expected him to laugh and smile at you, but his attention was on your clothed cunt. a thin patch a cloth between him and you, he licked down the center of your cunt, the flat of his tongue hitting your lips while the middle of his tongue was blocked by your shorts. you weren't going to give him the satisfaction of a moan, but it felt good.

it felt horrible, the weight that rested on your shoulders as you thought of how you sat at the same dinner table with him, went on family vacations together and even got your first tattoos together. that was before everything got so weird.

he could feel how wet you had gotten, he couldn't you were the one to call him a freak. once again, he licked over the cloth, the fabric darkening from spit and your slick. he quickly abandoned just licking you, starting to make out with your shorts rather than your bare cunt. it made your toes curl, fighting your urge to push back against his face. it didn't take long for you to give into him, especially when he started to rub over your clit. the tip of his nose prodded against your opening, the shorts only allowing him to go so far. he could taste you so faintly, even going as far as sucking on the spit soaked fabric. his hand, the one that hadn't been stroking his stiffened cock, finally peeled your soiled shorts down. he didn't even know when he had started jerking himself off, but he was so close to coating his shaking hand in cum.

he spit against your puckered hole, watching as his saliva trailed from your asshole down to your clit. his stroking hand moved faster as he pressed his stubbled face against your bare cunt, his tongue lapped up the mixture of spit and your slick once again, this time getting the full taste. he moaned, attempting to nuzzle his face deeper into your cunt when you pulled away.

"ol-..oli..ver, your beard hu-"

he knew what you were trying to say, he had heard it time and time again, but he ignored your pleas and whines, shutting you up with his index finger deep into your cunt. he had gotten a moan out of you and that just fed into his ego, you could pretend you hated him, but he knew you wanted it as badly as he did. whatever fight you had left, it was gone now or maybe you had understood that he couldn't stop there. he rubbed his cheek against the back of your thigh, watching his cream coated finger stretch you out. you tried pulling away the leg his face scratched against for him to add in his middle finger. for a second, he knew was too much, him offer a kiss to your puffy clit as a sleazy apology. but he didn't stop with the just a kiss, circling his tongue around it before sucking.

you didn’t last, you were pissed that you couldn’t. his thick fingers and mouth successfully pulled his first orgasm out of you, the noises your cunt made as his speed quickened were filthy. you couldn't blame his spit for being the reason you were so wet, your quivering walls told the truth of how good it felt. you were making a mess on his face, you'd die of embarrassment if you could see him. your ears burned, who knows if it was from the skin rubbing against the blanket or listening to the way your body gladly accepted the man you despised.

"oli-i-i.." you were dumbfounded by the noises coming from your mouth, pushing back against his to get him to suck harder, "so good."

he stopped, the suddenness making you shudder. his fingers didn't curl and his tongue didn't budge, in fact the cool air told you he had moved away. his fingers stayed buried deep in you, his stopping didn't worry you, no, your pleasure took precedent. you worked yourself back against his fingers before pulling forward until the tips rested at your entrance. before a sigh could pass your lips, the hand that had been stroking his cock was placed over your mouth. his hand smelled of sweat, it made you drool against his skin. just his fingers had you dumb, how cute.

"oliver, have you seen your sister?"

the voice of your father made you stiffen, although oliver's grip around your face was tight enough to keep you in place. your widened eyes said a lot, mainly how you were brought back down to earth and that you were terrified of being caught. oliver wasn't, this was something he had chased after for months. his grip tightened as his fingers buried deep in your cunt were taken out, he brought the dampened finger to his lips to tell you to be quiet. the skin around his mouth glistening with you, how could you pay any attention to his shit eating smile.

"said something about going to her friends', don't remember," his voice held that same deepness from earlier, his eyes focused on you, "did you need her?"

you tried shaking your head, obviously unable to play along his sick game. his thumb brushed over your sticky clit, enthused with your sudden rigidity. it didn't last long, relaxing into his skilled touch. there was shifting on the other side of the door, the closets in the hallway opening and shutting. similar to the first time, he took you by shock with entering two fingers into your cunt. right on the other side of the door was your father and there your brother was back to recklessly fingerfucking you. oliver didn't need to cover your mouth, the wetness from your pussy was loud enough to get you two caught. he was surprised your dad couldn't hear.

approaching footsteps caused oliver to slow back down, eyeing the unlocked door, "ah, no, i found it. when you see your sister, tell her to call us."

he wanted to groan out, you were squeezing his fingers so tightly,  you were scared, "yup will do dad, have fun."

cum dripped down his wrist, he didn't know if he could wait til your father made it out the house. your weeping cunt was begging for him at this point, his fingers were no longer offering you the fulfillment he had teased you with, at least in his mind. you, you couldn't even think straight with your adrenaline through the roof. oliver thought you looked so pretty; the tears glazing your usually hardened eyes, your quivering body and more specifically your sloppy cunt. his thumb stroked your cheek, the unusual kindness making your hazy eyes flash to him.

"fuck, you ready?" he whispered, unsure if you two were alone or not, "need to be inside you."

he moved his hand from your mouth, he wasn't worried about you making anymore noises, he didn't care. you felt as if you could explain and rationalize the fingering and eating you out, but as you watched him stand to his feet with his hand jerking his heavy cock, you felt able second surge of fear. could you really take your brother's dick? after months of letting him wear you down, maybe. how would you look him in the eyes after this? how could look your parents in the eyes? his dick rested at your entrance, his hand holding his girth to help it ease into you.

"oliver, wait, you're wearing a condom right?"

his other hand pulled at one of your asscheeks, "huh? mm, sure," he let go of the fat of your cheek, opening the drawer on his nightstand beside him to see the unused packets, "actually all out, sendou said you have that shit in your arm anyways, so you don't have to worry, right?" he rubbed his leaking tip against your clit before running it back upwards.

you wanted to bite back, something about how fucking stupid he was, but he took your short silence for permission. he realigned himself with your awaiting hole and pressed forward. the stretch caused your jaw to slacken, moaning out as his tip finally pressed in. any denial that you had was dripping around his cock, he was big. bigger than sendou or at least from what the pictures showed, maybe the biggest you've had and he definitely knew it by the way you tensed which kept him from rocking into you or pulling out. not that he wanted too, he had edged himself and was so close to filling you with his cum. sickeningly, he needed to do that as deeply as he could instead, preferably against your womb.

"squeezin' your brother's cock so tight," it felt so right, "but I'm disgusting, huh?"

you whimpered, feeling the full thickness as he pulled out an inch only to push several more back inside. he felt deep enough to be inside your guts and still had yet to fully bottoming out, you hated the twinge of infatuation you felt for him. it wasn’t like you fell in love with everyone that had been inside you, but this had felt like something that had built up for so long and the pay out was worth it. even if you called him your brother. drool began pooling on his comforter where your mouth sat, you couldn't even manage a thought let alone another snarky response. it was the truth, you were squeezing so tightly as he fucked another premature orgasm out of your sloppy cunt.

he tried scoffing, he wanted to appear to be completely in control, but he never had pussy comparable to yours. oliver set a foot onto the edge of the bed, driving you to take him deeper. your moans harmonized with your wetness, his ears numbing as he watched how your cunt struggled to accommodate most of him. the pathetic pull of your cunt, attached to his cock with every near withdrawal made him want to bury himself as deep as possible, but that would be an awkward hospital visit.  his leaky tip pressed against your womb while the tips of his fingers dug into the fat of your hips. you choked out a cry, pressing the palm of your hand out to his hips.

"too de..deep, hold on," you sobbed, god he knew he'd cum if he saw anymore tears in your eyes, so he grinded against you, against that sensitive patch of flesh deep in your cunt.

you went limp at the feeling, unable to even stop oliver from tangling his fingers into your hair, "can't hear you sis," he cooed, supporting your deadweight as lifted your head up from the bed, "use your words, oh fuck."

the pain that radiated in your scalp pulsated down around his cock, the harder he pulled the more snug you got. it wasn’t accidental, the way he pulled out to just his tip only to slam himself back in. so much for the worry he had felt earlier, now he was amazed that his fat cock could disappear fully into your walls. he didn't stop at the one thrust, his pace starting off sloppy since he was already so close. it hurt you, the pleasure deep in the pain as each snap of his hip forced his tip to kiss your cervix, so you couldn't help the tears that pricked your rolling eyes. the light caught the glistening wetness on your cheeks, he almost slowed down in thoughts of easing the tension. but you looked so beautiful, so blissfully fucked out that he only wanted to break you further. his body trembled, pulling your hips to him with several excruciatingly deep thrusts. his sticky balls twitched against your clit, planting his seed deep inside you.

"fuck, definitely got you pregnant," he lowly groaned, stroking his overstimulated cock through your quivering walls.

the thought was terrifying, but you felt so full. it was in a way you hadn't felt before,  it left you speechless as his palm slapped down against your ass. you twitched around him, oozing his thick seed with every drag of his hips. he wasn't lying about what he said earlier, he did need everyone to know you were his. and what better way than showing everyone? stupid of you to bring your phone with you, huh? not taking himself out of you, he grabbed your phone that laid face down on the bed. of course, he held the phone in front of your barely conscious face, unlocking it.

"say hey to sen," he aimed the recording phone down to the mess you two had made, "guess you were right, she is a creamer, but bet i could make her squirt if i tried."

[bloodmoonsbloodbank]

I wrote a draft of a poem for Oakley and since everyone on here loves her dumbass I will share it with you even though it will probably be changed or added to since I’m writing it for a post Valentine’s Day open mic and ofc I love my stupid bun more than anything

(Picture of idiot at the end)

An Ode to Oakley

Your warm tongue

Drags across my hand

Gracing my digits with your warmth

Your way of showing affection

Not wet like an eagerly devoted dog

I had to earn your trust

Or rough like a loving cats

Your purrs are so much different

Yet I love you all the same

Do you know how worried I was

When we went back home for the first time

And you refused to poop

How I spent two hours driving around

Going from store to store

Looking for digestive supports for you

Only to come home with them and see some pellets in your litter box

I had never been so happy to see shit in my life

Do you remember when I first brought you home?

You hid inside an empty cardboard monster box

It was fitting

My new fixation inside my old one

You were so scared

This was all new to you

I sat with you in your pen with barely contained excitement

I already loved you

But I had to show you patience

Because you did not love me yet

How could you when I had taken you from your first safe person

But he had to give you up even though he loved you

He wouldn’t be able to take care of you

But I could and I did

So I sat with you and I waited

I diligently tended to your needs even if I made a few mistakes at first

And slowly you got used to me

No longer needing the box between us even while you still kept your space

I tried my best to respect your boundaries

To accept when you hopped away from me

When all I wanted was to smother you in my love

To pet your soft fur and coo that it was okay

To assure you I would never hurt you

That I am big and clumsy

But no threat

And now you playfully charge at me

You beg me not to go to class

With your stupidly cute face

You run around my legs when I get back

You used to sleep by my head when I would let you

Until you kept pooping on my bed

Claiming it as yours

I can’t stand a dirty sleeping place

So you lost that privilege

And yet I nap on the floor

So we can still be close

Oh how many treats have I gotten you

That you do not eat?

And yet I get more

Hoping to find something to appease you

You are my rat

My rodent

My stinky

My dog

My beast

My Oakley sploakley

My bunny

Do you know how much I love you?

Okay I added multiple pictures sue me, I am playfully mean to him but I really do love them more than anything

[gm-warlic]

My friends, the time has come.

As many of you know, I have been working on creating a sourcebook adapting the setting of DragonFable to the Genesys Universal RPG.

After a lot of work, I have decided to release the book in chapters, starting with Chapter 1: Character Creation!

This document is about 120 pages, about a third of the size of what I expect the full book to be. This has everything you need to create your characters, from a wide selection of the fantastical races of DragonFable to a variety of careers patterned after DragonFable’s various classes, and a wide selection of skills and talents to further customize your character!

Remember that this is a supplement for the Genesys RPG, so to properly play this game you will need to also have the Genesys Core Rulebook and a set of Genesys dice (or use the Genesys dice app).

I hope you have fun creating your characters, and I will see you again when I am finished with Chapter 2: Equipment and Gear! (In which we will explore the wide variety of weapons, armor, equipment, and magical artifacts available to characters in the world of DragonFable!)

[eldritchw1tch]

Preliminary Gayeties: Preparatory Materials for Interested Parties

Greetings, all! As you may be aware, @barricadescon​ (x) is happening this weekend. Myself (x), @shitpostingfromthebarricade​ (x), and @grantairelibere (x) will be hosting one of the social night panels, and we are BEYOND excited! Below, I’ve got a bit more information for you:

As you may know, Preliminary Gayeties is one of the chapters of the Brick, in which Grantaire, Joly, and Bossuet get a bit trashed while they wait for Lamarque’s funeral to reach the riot stage. The three of us have a fairly longstanding personal tradition of reading this chapter aloud and playing a drinking game whenever we’re together, and it is to this custom that we would like to invite all of you. Now, in order to fully participate, you may need some supplies! All versions of these supplies are equally valid, and certainly it can be played with simple water and any snackie of your choice. However, we find it is MOST amusing when you have a specific bev or snack to stand in for each one specified. To that end, we provide a guide below so that as many people as possible may be prepared to participate fully in our game!

First of all, we need some bevs:

The primary drink is (usually red) wine. For substitutions, we suggest: any wine you personally prefer, a wine cooler, grape juice, grape flavored gatorade/sports drink, any kind of purple drink mix, some water with red/purple food coloring in it, Just Straight Up Water, whatever speaks to you!

In much smaller quantities, the activity also calls for beer (specifically stout), brandy, and absinthe. 

For beer, we suggest: any beer of your choice, a nonalcoholic beer, some lemonade, Just Some Bread, ginger beer, ginger ale, any kind of cola, etc.

For brandy, we suggest: brandy, whiskey, any dark liquor, Just A Shot of Maple Syrup, tea, a shot of coke or pepsi, etc.

For absinthe, we will do The Ritual, in which you put a small amount of absinthe in a cup, put a sugar cube in a strainer above it, and slowly pour water over the cube until it has dissolved. For substitutions, we suggest: any violently green energy drink, mountain dew, sugar water with green food coloring, Just Eat Some Licorice, ouzo, a straight shot of lime juice, or anything else unhinged that your little heart desires!

For snacks, we suggest you have some bread, along with…

Oysters. For substitutions, consider: smoked salmon/lox, any shellfish or seafood of your choice, some nice oyster mushrooms, oyster crackers, gummies shaped like shells idk do they sell those, frankly Swedish Fish, etc.

Brie. For substitutions, consider: any kind of cheese or faux-cheese, any kind of Bread Spread you prefer, butter, flavored butter, jam, marmalade, etc

Ham. For substitutions, consider: bacon, turkey bacon, turkey, any kind of cold cut you prefer, thinly sliced vegetables, veggie burger, etc

[starscelly]

it's that time of year again... new fans! old fans! general inquiring minds!!! i present to you this year's dallas stars primer!! as always, based more on Vibes and Personality than the cold hard facts (but there are cold hard facts). slides last updated as of April 3rd, 2024 (:

huge huge huge thank you to @oetter @saltandpepperbox and @stickypucky for constantly reading over my work and helping add to this <3 <3

as always if there's any further questions do not hesitate to send me an ask or message!! enjoy!!!! slides below + small blurb about starsblr community for those curious/interested

(click to make the images larger/easier to read)

AS OF APRIL 5th 2024: MAVRIK BOURQUE HAS BEEN CALLED UP FROM THE AHL, LIKELY DUE TO AN ON-AND-OFF INJURY SUSTAINED BY TYLER SEGUIN. CURRENT AHL LEADING SCORER (SINCE STANK HAS BEEN CALLED UP) AND VERY FUN AND FRENCH CANADIAN (:

If after reading all of this, you're interested in becoming more involved with the stars and stars community, please know on starsblr we are sooo insanely welcoming!!!! the lb tag is extremely active and has some of the funniest, nicest people you'll ever meet. we also have such a blessedly large gifmaking community, some great artists, and of course phenomenal fic writers, so there's no shortage of silliness and vibes. I really encourage you to scroll the tags and consume all of this work because it is truly SUCH a fun, lively place here!!

and again, as always, my dms and inbox are always open <3

[penisbilt]

waving hello everyone so uh sorry for just kinda up and vanishing for um. months and months and months. i kind of exploded and then died and then lived briefly and then died again. but with the days getting longer and me being brave and being outdoors more (Even Though its starting to get real wintery outside) it feels like im coming to life again AND developing social tendencies for the first time in uhh ummmm. so anyway yeah hi i can almost handle the thought of communicating with other human beings again in the near future, stay tuned

[crownedwille]

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[izzy-b-hands]

Fiance surprised me with a ticket to the Valentine's day event with Con! I'm v excited but also v nervous re: expectations and etiquette 😅 Silly stuff I probably don't need to worry abt but like. Are cameras required to be on or off? Are attendee mics on at any point that I should be aware of? Is the chat the main spot for any...well, chatting/replying if requested during the event?

It's silly but. If anyone who's attended one of these before has answers/insight; I'd be in your debt if you share it with me (and would be very grateful for it to help my shaking tiny dog of an anxiety disorder shake slightly less the day of!)

[despairforme]

[ I just want to say thank you so much to everyone who took the time to send Nnoitra a birthday ask yesterday! It was super sweet of you and I had a blast! ;O;// I still have some asks that I got after I went to bed but I will try to get to those today! Thank you for making writing Nnoitra so lovely. I truly love it here! uvu// ]

[corviiids]

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