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probablyalittletoosilly · 10 months ago
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Stress Relief
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Warnings: smut written by a minor, kind of rushed ending (imo), sub afab reader, dirty talk, degrading (slut, whore), praise, cunnilingus, fingering, kind of rough sex? they bicker a bit, but it's because this is intended to be before they became close, might be ooc, marking, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, you're almost caught lmao, hasn't been proofread so there might be a few mistakes
You never intended to somehow get between the heir of the Supreme Guardian and one of the best fighters of Wildfire, but here you were.
You didn't know how this began – maybe trying to be polite with them both despite their rivalry was the wrong choice. Or perhaps it was just bad timing when they were in a heated argument while the trailblazers were asleep, and you just so happened to be in the middle of it.
“See? Look at how they're falling apart for me,” Seele goads, lifting her head from between your thighs for the first time in nearly half an hour, fluid dripping down her mouth and chin as she shoots an arrogant smirk at Bronya.
You could feel Bronya's annoyance from behind you as her hands continued to gently rub circles on your hips, sighing against your neck before replying, “You're being too rough with them, Seele.”
“They like it,” as if to prove this she brought her fingers between your legs, causing a breathy moan to escape you at the slight contact when she scoops the fluid leaking from you to show to Bronya.
Your eyes widened at the sight, trying to look anywhere other than that which Seele notices and muses, “What? Can't handle how much of a slut you look like right now?” You swore your throat went dry at her words, forcing yourself to look at the sight causing your cheeks to warm. Did you really look that pathetic in front of both of them? Seele's smirk seemed to broaden as she saw how flustered you were getting and the silence she caused.
The silence was interrupted by Bronya who was mesmerized by the liquid coating Seele's fingers – although she hid that as she attempted to speak in her regular composed tone, “Can you not be vulgar for one minute, Seele?”
It seemed you were trapped in between one of their arguments once again, but this seemed to only serve as something to make Seele more competitive. “Can you not criticize everything I do? Don't act like you have any dignity right now either, princess,” she huffs, roughly moving the fingers she was holding out for the two of you to see back inside you without warning, causing a loud gasp to escape your lips.
“Fuck, you're so tight,” Seele remarked, not giving you time to adjust as her fingers moved in and out of you at a fast pace, seemingly just as mesmerized as Bronya was earlier.
You were a mess, your hands attempting to grip at the sheets for some sort of leverage until Bronya interlaced her left hand with yours, squeezing it gently in contrast to how roughly Seele was fingering you currently.
Her breath was warm on your neck as she sucked another dark mark on it, only stopping to whisper in a soft tone, “You're doing so good, just stay like this for us, love.” The pet name rolled off her tongue as her other hand moved to cup your breast, a warm sigh escaping her before she murmured, “You're so beautiful like this…”
Seele didn't seem to like how your attention went to Bronya with how she did particularly hard thrust of her fingers, curling them just right leading for you to whine loudly. She seemed to enjoy the noise coming from your lips, while Bronya had the opposite reaction, “You need to be quiet. You wouldn't want the rest of the residents in this hotel to hear you, hm?”
Seele was quick to snap, eyebrows furrowing at Bronya's words, “Let them be as loud as they want. Are you that afraid that your mom's gonna find out her sweet, innocent daughter is with two underworlders and is fuckin’ one of them?” Bronya stayed silent for a moment, the only sign of her annoyance that you could tell from her being behind you is how she squeezed your hand a bit tighter.
Seele seemed to know she hit a nerve with the heir, so she continued, her annoyed expression now changing to an amused one, “I'm sure your reputation would take quite the hit, huh?”
“..Be quiet,” Bronya grumbled, her once composed tone breaking slightly as her other hand continued to play with your breast – her movements a bit harsher causing the stimulation to become more overwhelming.
“P-please..” You sputter, now fully aware of how pathetic you must sound, your hips desperately trying to meet when Seele's fingers pump inside of you as your eyes flutter shut at the sensation. She notices your expression and how you're tightening on her fingers.
Her smirk turns smug as if her ego couldn't be any higher, “You're already close? I've hardly even done anything.”
You took in a sharp breath, eyes instantly snapping open when Seele somehow fastened the pace – hypocritical to her previous words as her voice softened just slightly as she curled her fingers inside you, “Come on then, cum on my fingers.”
Curses fell from your lips as you felt yourself obey Seele's wishes. She helped you ride out your orgasm, slowly pumping her fingers inside of you before it began to die down. Seele seemed to savor the feeling for a moment before she pulled her fingers out, an accomplished look on her face as she saw her fingers covered in your essence.
“Damn..” You hear Seele mumble to herself, a grin on her face before she puts her fingers in her mouth – not only making you flustered but tasting you. She hummed at the taste before suddenly you're reminded that Bronya is still very much present.
Her body suddenly shifted from behind you, making you fall back slightly onto the cheap wooden headboard of the bed. “Bronya?” You ask, voice still a bit hoarse from Seele's ministrations. A glare was sent your way by the heir, and instead of her normal expression it was replaced with a darker one, her dilated pupils full of lust. Bronya moved to where Seele was, her voice firm as if she was commanding her guards, “Move.”
Seele seemed annoyed with the girl's command, but she moved with a scoff and grumbles about how even she has better manners. Bronya ignored Seele's grumbles – as if her mind was on the singular mission that was fucking you. It was almost scary to have practically royalty who was so gentle earlier now be staring at you with that darkened look for hers, which surely was having an effect on you.
“Fuck,” Bronya whispers to herself, hands tightly pulling apart your thighs as far as they can go – seeing your pussy oozing onto your thighs and dirtying the sheets below. Her grip on your thighs almost became bruising before she immediately dived in, sloppily licking your slit. The stimulation was so sudden you didn't notice Seele sneak behind you, only noticing when she bites your neck, sucking in a dark mark that makes you whimper softly.
“And she said I was vulgar,” Seele mumbles in an annoyed tone after pulling away from the mark you could only imagine was a deep purple. She pressed a gentle kiss on the mark, slightly apprehensive about the simple affection.
Bronya's inexperience showed with how she had little technique while eating you out, but her vigor was quick to make up for it. Slurping noises filled the hotel room, and you were certain you'd feel embarrassed if you weren't so focused on how good it felt.
"M-more... please," You plead to Bronya, tears of pleasure falling down your cheeks. The heiress groaned against your pussy, her surprisingly strong hands tightly holding your thighs apart as she quickened her pace causing your eyes to roll back.
Seele wiped away your tears, an amused chuckle leaving her throat before she spoke, "You're moaning like a bitch in heat." She emphasized this with a bite to your shoulder, a pained groan escaping you. You could feel yourself on the brink once more, your back arching as you tightly grasped the sheets while the two took notice and seemed to double their efforts.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and a muffled gravelly male voice spoke, "Seele? Are you in there? Sampo told me he saw you go in here. Anyways, that's not the point. There's monsters around town and I need you to help out if you have the time."
You instantly recognized the voice – Oleg – and Seele seemed to as well as she cursed Sampo. Bronya ignored the fact that someone was at the door, eating you out like it was her last meal as if to get back at Seele for earlier. Bronya only pulled away slightly to shove two fingers into your wet enterance, groaning as she felt you immediately tighten around her fingers. You couldn't contain your moans, causing Seele to stuff two fingers in your mouth in an attempt to quiet you down.
Seele glared at Bronya, who looked up at her and smirked against you, relishing your now muffled moans as she continued to lick your slit and pump her fingers inside you. You decided to tease Seele the best you could while her fingers were in your mouth, sucking on them while running your tounge up and down her fingers. You could hear her breath hitch before she cursed the two of you and Sampo under her breath, "Y-yeah, I can help! Just give me a few minutes."
"Be quick with it," Oleg responded, his tone hard to distinguish before his heavy footsteps slowly faded in the distance. Seele let out a breath of relief, keeping her fingers inside your mouth before roughly pushing them further into your mouth causing you to gag.
"You're such a fuckin' whore," Seele punctuated, making you gag before she let her fingers pop out of your mouth, wiping the saliva onto the side of your neck. Her right hand gripped on your throat, louder moans escaping your lips before you peaked – your vision going blurry for a few moments before you slowly became aware of your surroundings. Bronya pulled her fingers out of you, both her hands now holding your thighs apart once more as she licked the cum oozing from you.
After a few moments Bronya finally pulled way when a pained whimper escaped your lips. She pressed kisses on your inner thighs while Seele shifted from behind you, pulling herself away as she sighed, "I better get ready." You weakly nodded, trying to act not completely out of it to give her a smile. Seele raised an eyebrow at first, but smiled back, moving beside you before her hand was at the back of your head, pulling you in closer before she kissed the corner of your lips almost shyly and pulling back.
Silently, you wondered how she could be so confident one moment and shy in the next, but you don't question it as she stood from the bed, which emitted a creaking noise. Seele changed and spared a glance to the two of you, holding her scythe and giving a slight wave before leaving. Bronya looked towards you once Seele left, pressing a kiss against your clit before laying beside you. "You know... I could see myself wanting to do this again," you joke, earning a small snort from the heiress as she pulled your body close to hers.
"It was quite the nice experience, wasn't it?" Bronya murmurs against your ear, a soft blush on her cheeks while her hands moved up and down your back in a relaxing manner as she allowed you some rest.
You instantly relax in her embrace, tiredly nodding as you buried your head onto the place between her neck and shoulder. Bronya's eyes closed before she pulled you impossibly closer as you slowly fell asleep. The heiress smiled softly at the sight before she whispered in your ear, "Get rest now. Tomorrow morning, I can't promise I'll be as gentle as I was tonight before I need to leave."
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wholesomecollegekid · 2 years ago
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Minigolf Shenanigans
A few weeks into the first semester the student activities board had a golf and gokarting night and the Seven thought it would be a fun bonding activity, so we decided to go do it. Boy oh boy, little did I know that by the end of the night I would gain a new kind of notoriety.
So we’re mini golfing and we get to one of those holes where you hit the ball up a hill and it goes through a tunnel hopefully into the hole below.
Meg went first. Her ball got stuck. Ella decided the next best course of action would be to hit her own ball down there to get Meg’s out.
Hers got stuck too.
By that time, both of them are lying down at the exit of the tunnel, Ella is attempting to shove her mini golf club up the tunnel to dislodge the balls, and I’m standing at the top attempting to do the same thing. As the tunnel is curved and golf clubs are not, neither of us are having much success until the intrusive thought hits me.
I put down my club, lay on the ground, cup my hands around the entrance to the tunnel, and blow as hard as I can.
I was fully prepared for it not to work. What I was NOT prepared for was not only that it worked, but for the horrible BRAAAAAAAAAOOOOUUNK that came out of the other end along with the balls, scaring the crap out of my poor roommate and friend. Profuse apologies followed.
The balls were out and we came out of it only slightly traumatized, Meg and Ella from the noise and balls flying out at Mach 7, and me from apparently resorting to having to do CPR on the hole of an actual mini golf course. Meg still managed to win.
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starmocha · 8 months ago
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Love and Deepspace + Tumblr Text Post ↳ Down Bad for Zayne
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cnwolf-brainrot · 7 months ago
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I’m going with coworkers to see Deadpool & Wolverine.
Which is GREAT!! Super fun!! I’m so glad to be going with these guys, they’re all buddies of mine and it’s going to be great.
But we’re going to have a problem because if Nightcrawler gets a cameo and is on screen with Wolverine for even a SECOND, it’s over. My reputation is gone. They’re never going to be able to look at me the same, because I’m going to go feral in the theater. This is DANGEROUS.
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charles-leclerc-official · 2 months ago
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btw someone please hex both Mclaren engines, not anything dangerous, just a DNS please. Thank you
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abby-ob · 8 months ago
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(drops this and runs away)
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revismyname · 5 months ago
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the inspiration:
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indianreserve · 6 days ago
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I got three packs of ground pork, one pack of sausages, bagels, cream cheese, a loaf of bread, TWENTY FOUR PACKS OF RAMEN NOODLES, and then some granola bars to fend off the insanity 😊😊😊😊😊 I am so happy
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on-a-lucky-tide · 3 months ago
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Maturing in the gym is learning to identify whether you nearly smashed your face in with a dumbbell because you were lifting too heavy, or because you lost concentration for a moment as a bloody delicious smelling Bear walked by.
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starstruckodysseys · 28 days ago
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getting really into ur ocs truly makes you desperate to make any form of content you can. like wdym im genuinely considering figuring out how to make an animatic. girl you can barely draw on a good day
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natandacat · 18 days ago
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I dont even want to mark the anniversary but im already feeling so much dread and this is adding to it. The first year was the worst for sure, but year 3 rolling around is just. 3 years. 3 years. And it keeps getting worse. I never could have predicted the past 6 months even at my more pessimistic. I don't know how to get out of what happened. I can't go back. Mostly because it can happen again. It may get even worse. There's no safety. Even more so because there's no acknowledgement of what happened. Adapted transport won't even agree not to send buses anymore. Doesn't matter they left me unresponsive on the fucking street last time. The hospital never took accountability for what they did to me. Nothing. I have this impulse to shake everyone I see and scream "do you know what happening to me". This pandemic is fucked up. I wanna survive it. I don't wanna be a fucking number. I'm not even gonna be counted as a fucking number because now that covid crippled me, it can kill me without raising anyone's eyebrow. How convenient. I'm just gonna be another cripple that proves to abled people that they're safe from covid. Doesn't matter that I was abled 3 years ago.
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acourtofquestions · 3 months ago
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Dont be angry, Finnula said. Be smart.
#Chapter 23#Kingdom of Ash#Sarah J. Maas#Elide Lochan#Finnula#no spoilers pls first read along w me chapter spoilers in post & tags below w more annotations/quotes/notes/reacts/perspective 3 of 4#The City of Rivers… can Aelin get a City of Fire? cuz that would be cool & Elide already said “fear was another companion it can’t be worse#IT WAS LORCANS SHIRT😭 & he cared so much he lied so she’d use it from Gavriel/Rowan😭 OH ELORCAN😭😭😭#Yet this place seemed like a paradise. WHATS REAL? is it a Maeve illusion… but it sounds lovely; like Rowan could just fly around😭#Pink and blue flowers draped from windowsills; little canals wended between some of the streets ferrying people in bright long boats.#And though a good dose of fear would aid in her cover too much would spell her doom. -smart clever spy gal Annabeth Chase would be proud#And this city Rowan had told Elide had been built from stone to keep Brannon or any of his descendants from razing it to the ground.#when u know ur evil cuz you had to build in a backup plan for the day Brannons peeps eventually come to shut that shit down… my poor Aelin#Elide fought the limp that grew with each step farther into the city--farther away from Gavriel's magic… or Lorcan’s👀😭🖤🤨#okay Elide I see your mirror mirror Aos moves with the berry listen and compact trick she can do it with a broken heart#cycle. She hadn't been able to find the words anyway. Not with what it would crumple in her chest to even think them. WELL NOW IM CRUMPLED#As if she'd been weeping for weeks… yeah that fits the KoA vibes#But it wasn't the reflection she wanted to see. But rather the square behind her. — BRILLIANT QUEEN — lol thx Lorcan for having a mirror#if only anything could be a witch mirror then they could all cell chat and communicate cause the travel time in this one is rough#she was merely staring into a compact mirror no more than a self-conscious girl trying to fix her frazzled appearance — she is the best spy#A girl trying to muster some dignity. Let them see what they wanted to see-A girl far out of her element in this lovely well-dressed city#cornflower blue ALWAYS THESE SHADES#her golden-brown skin shone with an inner light. Her eyes were soft with kindness. And concern.#had always made them foolishly off guard and eager to get away. To tell her what she needed to know. — funny 2 watch Elide do this after HoF#The sort of voice Elide had always imagined great beauties possessing the sort of voice that made men fall all over themselves.#Cairn. One of the males swore; the other scanned Elide from head to toe. But the two females had gone still. — agreed he’s the worst#the portrait of hope—yeah child’s right cause no—Elide always naming pe​ople—If you escaped Cairn don't go looking for him again.—true#Cairn is blood-sworn to our queen. Still makes him a prick TRUTH — doesn’t need to be a far to catch the lie — WHERE IS SHE DAMNIT#She was about to do it again wheen… The dark-haired beauty from the tavern was standing behind her. — SHIT#Maeve was not in Doranelle. How long would that remain true? Had to make the next performance count. — how many had she done this already?🥹😭
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nostalgia-tblr · 6 months ago
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but why weren't sif and the warriors three wearing historically accurate empire waist frocks during loki's regency??? everyone knows if there's a regency you break out the jane austen stuff.
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vulpixelates · 2 months ago
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damn it. i'm about to be so fucking embarrassing whenever i watch the fucking wicked movie lmao
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puppetgearing · 2 months ago
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hi chat in a midst of being excited i accidentally sent an ask to the wrong blog 🧍‍♂️
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nebulouscoffee · 1 year ago
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Me, attending the latest in a ridiculous number of funerals this year in the place of a childhood friend who couldn't be there, watching the lifeless body of an old lady who used to make me snacks in the kitchen when I was a kid be carted away forever while my friend's mother cries and tells me she's grateful I could be there because it felt like having the support of her own daughter, hugging her and talking reassuringly and not processing a single one of these emotions: ... I am going to write soooo much fanfiction about this
#''this'' being collective grief. because tbvh it's the main reason I haven't written very much this year (but will slowly start to)#I write to remind myself I am lucky. I keep telling myself this but even now when I feel awful I am so lucky#I am lucky that none of these funerals have involved very close family members or friends of mine#and I am lucky to be living in conditions with the space to write and space to grieve#and space to come together to mourn with dignity while people not that far away from me are not receiving the same privilege rn#I am lucky my dad was with me today and I spent the evening chatting with him on the terrace I am lucky he is alive I am lucky I am lucky#(apologies if this sounds like a robot malfunctioning lmao writing is just how I process things)#(and apparently I just don't seem to feel like I have the right to feel bad about any of this anywhere except my st@r trek blog hehe)#anyway. To stay on theme I shall say something about Trills :D#I imagine loss and grief must register very differently to them. very Non Linearly in the literal sense but also a highly abstract one#even I feel this massive sense of time warp between all these funerals; and this chest-crushing distance between me and my friends#how do Trills even exist#how do they wake up every day remembering all those friends and children and parents who loved them and they loved and are gone now#and still function#how does Ezri feel walking around with memories of parents that aren't hers (but were soooo much better than hers) taking care of her#does she feel comforted by them? does it feel like the people in those memories were always comforting HER specifically?#does it even matter who it belonged to originally if a memory is HERS now?#does Ezri mourn for any parents of past hosts more than she knows she will mourn for her own mother one day?#does having all this lived experience bring her reassuring amounts of perspective for a 20-something or just overwhelm her all the more?#idk; but I hope she learns to take comfort in her past hosts' memories of family eventually...#(...again. I am going to write sooooo much fan fiction about this lmao)#cw death
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