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[guidingkey]

looking around the hundred acre wood, it was easy to believe nothing had changed. it looked just like it had the last time he visited it almost two years ago. two years ... sora felt a pang in his chest. would pooh and the others still remember him? was he still in pooh's heart, just like he said he would be?

sora tried not to pay that voice any attention. their connection was stronger than that! or at least, it had been. and besides, even if pooh forgot him, it wouldn't be the first time -- he could just help him remember again!

mind made up, sora kept walking with resolve. he was just starting to wonder where everyone was when he heard a familiar voice above. he looked up, and up ... and saw pooh, tangled in the trees by a balloon he tied himself to. sora let out a fond laugh at the sight. "need some help there, pooh bear?"

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[atlasreign]

in dreams, he thinks & he feels ... afraid of the end. but there is a glimmering light at the end of the tunnel. a guide, a guardian, a loyal friend. | @nfluff

Sleep was a rare thing for Rhys lately, the exhaustion of being on Pandora was weighing ever so heavy in his bones. As the caravan bounded along, the ride uneasy with the bumps and rocks beneath the tires, Rhys finally starts to feel himself drift off as he sits with his knees drawn up and his back against the metal.

In his ear is the incessant chirping of the AI, scolding him, taunting him, he doesn't even know. It's all been drowned out in this weird, hazy noise that eventually goes quiet. Head bobs downward, vaguely leaning against his right arm rested on his knee. Off he goes... Dreaming. Remembering things once fractured, sequestered.

He thinks he's awoken once more, but the world around him is different. It looks alive, full of nature with a birdsong happily playing above. It doesn't feel real, but he can swear that beneath the palm of his left hand, he can feel the grass. There's no sign of Jack, definitely no sign of Fiona or the others. He's alone here. Picking himself up off the ground, his height feels... Mismatched. Rhys knows he's about 5'8", but this feels smaller. Lower. As he moves towards a puddle to try and get a glimpse of his reflection, he's met with surprise.

Rhys sees television static, multicoloured blocks and white noise covering his face and the majority of his head, but he knows he's still brunet. The weirdest thing of all is that he's... He's a child again. What the hell is going on? It makes sense he can't see himself, not properly. His childhood was uneasy and wrought with confusion, but why... Why is he dreaming of a childhood he didn't have? Promethea had no lush greenery, no forests to frolic in, nothing this warm.

Ahead is a small blur of yellow and red, and it's as if his heart knows immediately what this is. This is a friend, someone he cherished. Small legs rush forward, the metal arm now a distant memory as Rhys runs with both intact, no cybernetic eye to be seen. As he gets closer, he sees him... The bear. ❝ Pooh bear! ❞ The light, lilted voice calls from the child, they can't see themself but Pooh can, and he can see how brightly they're grinning. ❝ Where've you been? I was looking everywhere for you. ❞

[wintersxani]

𝐅𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | Emily Prentiss x fem!reader

Request: “would you be able to do one where the reader has never been with a woman before (for sex) and maybe even is a virgin? and it's just lots of fluff and smut(obv) but just emily being super understanding and explaining things to reader?” - @shqtteredcrystql1 <3 (thank you for this request!)

Warning(s): fluff, smut, inexperienced!reader, oral sex, fingering, focused on reader's pleasure

Word count: 1205

Characters: Emily Prentiss

Summary: When you and Emily finally get down to business, you reveal your lack of experience. Fortunately, Emily has enough experience for both of you, wanting to show you how to correctly be pleasured.

"Em... I've never done something with a girl before." You admitted after withdrawing from the heated making out you and your girlfriend had been partaking in atop your bed for the past fifteen minutes as she gripped the outside of your left upper leg. Her gaze moves from your lips to your eyes, watching your cheeks flush with color from embarrassment. Her fingers thread through yours as she gave your hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze.

She knew that she was your first girlfriend, first serious relationship, and the first to treat you right. She smiled, shaking her head. "Baby, we don't have to do anything, there's no rush."

"But I want to. I want you." You reassured her, cupping her cheek with your right hand, using your left to pull her hand farther up your thigh. "We can always stop at any point if you don't want to. Just tell me, okay?" Her tone was gentle, as were her eyes as they poured into yours. You nodded in return, pulling her face down to yours to intertwine your lips yet again. Her hand made it's way to the hem of your underwear that rested against your hips, giving it a tug as she straddled herself to hover over your body.

When her lips made contact with your neck, your breathing hitched. Sure, you'd been kissed on the neck before, especially by her, but the eagerness of her lips sucking your skin was making you squirm, eyes shutting as your fingers ran through her hair. Slowly, her kisses trailed farther down, her own hands finding their way to the buttons of your blouse. Her eyes met yours as she softly questioned; "Can I take this off?"

You nodded quickly, helping her to pull it off your arms once it was fully undone. You had worn a white-lace bra underneath, being observed carefully by your girlfriend above you. Her bottom lip was tugged between her teeth as she cooed affirmations of 'you're so beautiful' and 'my beautiful girl.' Proceeding, her lips planted themselves onto the bare sections of your chest, hands grazing over your covered breasts as she pecked at your stomach, watching you squirm as she reached below your belly button. "Are you sure you want to keep going?" Emily inquired, sitting up as her fingers looped through your pant loops, waiting for you to say something before she made a decision.

"I'm sure, I want this." You reassured, lifting yourself slightly as she proceeded, pulling your pants and underwear down your thighs, tossing them to the ground as her mouth pressed kisses against your legs, trailing up to your inner thighs. The pressure of her fingers gripping your bare skin only increased the need to feel her- hold her. You wanted to be completely hers, and she knew it from the lustful look in your eyes.

Her body moved back to hover above your face, quickly enveloping her lips with yours. This kiss was passionate and sloppy as your need for one another intensified. The way you two were kissing each other was almost desperate, filled with such hunger and desire. Her hands remained running up and down your body before they reached your chest; "Sit up for me." She instructed, to which you obliged. She unhooked your bra with one hand, watching your face for any shift or uncomfortableness. When it was deemed safe to proceed, she pulled the straps off your chest, followed by undressing herself. Slowly, she pecked kisses from your chest to your mouth, maneuvering herself to rest between your legs.

Your legs hooked around her waist as your fingers ran through her hair, tongue briefly meeting hers as your bodies pressed against each other. "Can I touch you?" She questioned, hand reaching down to squeeze your thigh; "Please-"

She was quick to oblige, sliding her hand between your thighs, index finger quick to find your clit, starting to rub it in a circular motion. A moan slips from your lips as you pull your legs farther apart. Her mouth moves to your breasts, extending her tongue to swirl circles around both of your nipples, stopping to suck for a few seconds. She made sure to give equal attention to both before planting wet kisses down your abdomen, reaching your legs where she continued her trail. When she reached your inner thighs, your stomach swarmed with butterflies, unable to contain a smile.

"How do you feel about me using my mouth instead?" Her eyes bore into yours as she removed her hand, curling her arms underneath your legs as she laid her body down. "I'd like that." You affirmed, giving her a nod. "Good girl." She cooed, her tongue licking a stripe up your cunt, taking measure to begin circling it for a few seconds before she'd pull your clit into her mouth, sucking as she continued to use her tongue for your pleasure.

You were an aroused mess, arching your back as she ate you out. Whimpers and obscenities slipped from your swollen lips, reaching for her as your eyes rolled back. Her left hand quickly grasped your extended hand, holding it by your hip as she continued her work. Your body was aching for her, needing her in a way you'd never experienced before. The way she was moving her tongue, and tending to your pleasure was something you'd never experienced at the hands of a man. This was much different- a good different.

"Please finger me-" You plead as your breathing became heavier, shutting your eyes tightly. One of her fingers slid through your folds, gliding deeper inside you as she began to curl it, feeling around for your sweet spot before pumping against it, smiling against you as you squirmed. "Fuck!" Slipped from your lips as she picked up her pace, acquiring a rhythm that had you in a moaning mess; "That feels so good- don't stop."

Yours grasp on her hand tightened as she brought you to your climax, not letting you go once you came down from chasing that high. She still worked at you, holding your body as it shook. "Emily-" You uttered, only needing to say her name for her to withdraw from your cunt, making her way back up to your lips, where she lovingly intertwined hers. When you reached for her leg, placing your hand on her thigh, she kissed you harder before pulling back.

"I don't want to be touched this time, I just wanted to focus on you baby... show you what it's like to feel good." She cooed whilst putting a strand of your hair behind your ear, kissing you once more before laying on her back, opening her arms for you to lay in. You didn't waste a second to comply, your head resting against her shoulder as she tossed a blanket over the two of you, planting a kiss against your forehead. "Next time, teach me how to please you. I want you to feel good too." You softly spoke, looking up into her brown eyes.

She smiled down at you, lifting your chin with her finger before kissing you, lingering on your lips for a moment. "Next time." She nodded, using her hand to lay your head on her chest.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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[keywieldsarc]

@nfluff​.  /  music starter call.

it’s not very often sora finds himself with enough time to go somewhere he  actually  wants to go anymore  ,  so the second he has the chance  ,  he’s in the gummi ship  &  off to see merlin before anyone can stop him.  the hundred acre woods seem like a much better place to spend his free time  ,  he wonders if anything’s even  changed  since the last time.

it hasn’t  ,  &  sora finds himself  so  grateful for that.

‘ hiya, pooh !!  long time no see !! ’ 

laughing  ,  sora crouches down to the bear’s height with a  wide  grin  ,  nose crinkled  &  eyes shut.  he feels like a  kid  again  ,  that warm fuzziness in his stomach making him feel like he could  float  . 

‘ what’re you up to today ?? ’

[aethramusings]

❛  ah, you’re just in time for your party.  ❜ ( for elsa, or olaf, or rapunzel !! ♡ )

from ' barbie & the nutcracker sentence starters ' , still accepting ! !

" MY party ? " rapunzel repeated , a WIDE smile creeping onto her features . she clasped her hands ENTHUSIASTICALLY over her chest , seemingly DELIGHTED by the proposition that her FAVORITE bear was marking her attendance for some mysterious celebration .

" pooh , what is all this ? " she PROMPTED , tone laced with an uncontained JOY .

[wornlilac]

  @nfluff​  ♥’d.

“  Perhaps,  if  you’d  ask  the  bees  for  their  honey  instead,  they’d  be  less  inclined  to  sting.  ”

[tellusbane]

WHAT TRAGIC CHARACTER ARE YOU FROM GREEK MYTHOLOGY ?

ORESTES

you are orestes from the oresteia by aeschylus, and you are haunted by a cycle of pain. you try your hardest to be a better person, but sometimes you wonder if you will stop feeling trapped by your past. you have a strong sense of justice, you are quick to protect and defend those you love, and you are not afraid to compromise your morals if that means you are settling the score. eventually though, the consequences of your deeds will catch up to you, but that's okay, because sometimes looking your ugliness right in the eye is the greatest release.

TAGGING: @asunderedheart @gelusbane @ventusbane @lunaetis @nfluff @adenial @seeasunset​ @zorkaya​ @swerte​ and you!

[fledermaus-mainblog]

@nfluff

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[yellowpuppet]

✧*̥  @nfluff​ *̥ dialed ˚✧: “ stay with me. you’ll be fine. “ ♡

It  must  seem  silly  to  most  that  someone  could  ever  be  this  scared  of  a  butterfly,  but  Doi  was  afraid  of  them.  He  couldn’t  explain  why  but  being  so  close  to  those  horrid  baby  pigeons  made  him  uncomfortable.  His  head  and  arms  jerk  at  the  sight  of  the  little  fluttering  insect,  he  stumbles  to  his  feet,  hiding  being  Pooh  Bear.  

⋆      ★            ❝      Okay!  Yeah...  could  we  be  with  you  somewhere  else  though,  please?  M’I  don’t  like  it.  ❞  He  whimpered,  felt  fingers  clinging  onto  the  bear.  

[nezushifanfiction]

No Man is an Island

Title: No Man is an Island Author: fencer_x Rating: R Completed: Yes Summary: It's been 4 years, 22 days, 5 hours, and 21 minutes since the last time he kissed Nezumi.

[keywieldsarc]

TAG  PEOPLE  YOU  WANT  TO  GET  TO  KNOW  BETTER!

favorite  colour: blue.  blues, pinks, purples, oranges, anything bright really

currently  reading: bold of you to assume i actually read.

last  song: lover’s oath x ruu’s melody.  the music in genshin is rlly good for zoning out and working on shit

last series: lego masters or hell’s kitchen !!  i watch a Lot of tv competitions and cooking competitions lmao

last  movie: uh....i’m watching mulan rn does that count.

currently working on: i’m making gifs, debating actually getting my controller and starting crisis core reunion bc i’m a lazy fuck 

tagged  by:  @nfluff !!

tagging:  anyone who wants to !!  just steal it and say i tagged you in it if you wanna lol

[guidingkey]

it's an odd feeling, looking out at the storybook world and realizing that it's not necessarily that the world was small, only that sora had grown bigger and he didn't fit as well as he used to in it. too big, almost, to even fit on the tree branches properly. but had he outgrown the hundred acre woods, and all its residents? sora glances at pooh, his fuzzy little friend who always seemed to remain the same — steadfast and unchanging, no matter what happened outside the book or how much time passed by.

no ... no. sora knew that, although maybe their connection wasn't as strong as it once had been, he would never outgrow pooh and friends. the thought alone made his chest ache, and that's how sora knew they'd remain friends and in each other's heart always.

he's brought out of his oddly contemplative mood at the sound of pooh's tummy grumbling, and sora can't help but let out a bright laugh. he doesn't directly answer pooh's question — but his subsequent grin is answer enough. " hold on tight, 'kay, pooh? " he tells the little bear, and makes sure that his hold on his friend is firm enough just in case. " aero! " the gust of wind that he calls forth is just that -- a gust. it isn't anything crazy, nothing strong — but it's just enough to lift them up, up beyond those stick-ly sticks that got in pooh's way and to the very thing pooh had been trying to reach. the leaves flutter around them, scattering up into the sky and some fluttering down to the ground as sora lands on a - thankfully - thicker branch. he lets pooh down gently, but he remains close in case his friend loses his footing along the way. " ta - daaaaa! "

       𝐀  𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄  .  .  .  𝐀  𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  𝐀𝐒  𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄  𝐀𝐒  𝐈𝐓  𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒  !   a  hastily  nod  of  his  head  is  directed  toward  the  other,  giggling  aloud  as  the  tool  returns  to  the  brunet's  hand.  &  as  eyes  meet,  seeing  the  corners  of  the  islander's  mouth  raised,  winnie  tucks  himself  further  into  the  male's  attire.  how  he  wished  moments  like  these  would  never  end  —  –  would  the  worlds  outside  of  his  storybook  continue  on  if  pooh  requested  sora  stay  forever  &  a  day  ?

       a  loud  rumble  of  his  tummy  answers  the  keybearer's  inquiry,  feeling  his  plush  exterior  ripple  much  like  the  crash  of  ocean  waves.  he  had  far  surpassed  needing  a  little  something  to  eat  —  –  now  needing  a  much  larger  quantity  of  honey  to  indulge  upon  !     ❛  no  .  .  .  it  would  seem  the  sticks  would  not  let  me  pass  —  –  they  are  very,  stick-ly  after-all  .  .  .  ❜   the  teddy  pondered  if  trees  needed  the  nourishment  more  than  he  did,  considering  how  rough  to  the  touch  it  presented.  how  did  the  forest  eat  &  live  like  he  and  the  rest  of  the  enchanted  creatures  do  ?   though  his  inquisitiveness  would  have  to  wait  .  .  .  for  the  mentions  of  honey  greatly  intrigued  his  belly.   ❛  sora,  are  you  suggesting . . .  that  if  the  key-blade  won't  bring  us  down  .  .  .  it  may  bring  us  up  for  a  little  something  —  –  or  perhaps,  a  larger  something  to  eat  ?  ❜

[wornlilac]

  @nfluff​

  ah !  what  a  pleasant  surprise !  even  if  all  the  little  bear  could  reach  was  her  foreleg  -  the  sight  of  it  making  the  unicorn  laugh  a  little.  but  the  gesture  made  them  warm  inside  nonetheless.

[guidingkey]

" the bliing? " sora tilts his head, curious about what pooh was talking about. of course, pooh answers it for him just a moment later, and an 'ooooohh' of understanding slips past sora's mouth. " you mean, my keyblade? " he summons it again, grinning as he hears the bliing that pooh bear meant. the keyblade wasn't necessary to get down -- he could just do it the same way he got up here : by jumping!

but now that the kingdom key is in his free hand, an idea pops into sora's head. a fun one -- one he thinks pooh might enjoy. " weeeeellllll ... maaaybe. — say, pooh bear. you came up here for some honey, right? didya manage to get any? "

       𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋  𝐈𝐒  𝐇𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄  𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇  𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒  !   golden  limbs  flutter  whilst  he  awaits  his  rescuer,  watching  intently  as  the  brunet  ponders  how  they  will  (  once  again  )  reunite.  the  magic  of  the  keyblade  had  always  enticed  the  little  cub,  how  with  a  glimmer  of  light  &  a  crisp  chime,  the  object  would  appear  into  this  palm  of  his  hand  —  –  from  thin  air,  too  !   pooh  knew  he  had  nothing  to  fear  whenever  sora  were  near,  and  the  metallic  object  he  possessed  would  always  act  as  a  tool  whenever  aid  was  needed.

       grown  curious  to  why  the  key  is  summoned  away,  fuzzy  features  lean  ever-so-slightly,  peering  down  to  it's  bearer.  &  before  his  mouth  can  part,  speaking  his  inquiries  .  .  .  he  watches  sora  leaps  upward,  climbing  the  honey  tree  !   brows  knit  together  anxiously  as  the  male  wobbles  and  stabilizes  himself,  eagerly  warning:   ❛  do  be  careful,  sora  !  ❜  though  as  a  sigh  of  relief  is  exhaled,  followed  by  outreached  palms  untangling  the  string  of  his  balloon  —  –  winnie  wastes  no  time  wrapping  plush  stuffed  features  against  the  teen's  collar.  a  hug  indicating  thanks  for  his  courageous  rescue,  though  also,  expressing  bliss  they  were  brought  together  again.   ❛  oh  yes  —  –  much  better,  thank  you  so  much  !  ❜   he  speaks  whilst  continuing  to  embrace  the  brunet,  his  paw  deciding  to  let  the  balloon  float  up  past  the  honey  tree  .  .  .  and  into  the  cloud  above.   ❛  now,  sora  .  .  .  how  should  we  get  down  ?  ❜  heights  compare  differently  to  a  bear  of  very  little  size,  still  feeling  as  though  he  is  miles  from  the  grassy  plains  below.   ❛  should  we  call  that  .  .  .  bliing ~ . . .  again  ?  ❜   octaves  attempt  to  mimic  the  beckon  of  the  keyblade,  swinging  one  of  his  paws  with  hopes  he  will  understand  despite  his  lack-of  words.

[guidingkey]

sora's smile grows at the sight. it's just like pooh bear to get himself stuck in these kinds of sticky situations .... literally! but luckily, he's not the type to let a friend struggle. "hold on, ok, pooh? i'm coming up to help you!" with a flash of light and a bright twinkling sound, he summons his keyblade. the handle fits snugly in the palm of his hand, and he tries his best to figure out how enact this rescue plan. maybe a small aero? light and weak enough to not send pooh bear soaring away in a flurry of wind, but just enough of a breeze to free him from the tangle ... unless pooh ended up missing the branch he needed to reach for, which ... was a very real possibility.

okay. so aero was out then. looks like he'd just have to do this the good old fashioned way! he de-materializes the kingdom key with another burst of light, and then he's jumping up -- high enough to reach pooh. the landing on the branch is a little wobbly since it's so small, and sora lets out a noise of mild panic as he tries to balance himself so he doesn't fall. after a few seconds he stills, and he stays there, completely unmoving until he realizes he's not going to fall and lets out a sigh of relief. "phew...that could've been bad."

he turns his attention over to pooh and doesn't waste any time getting him free, holding him close in his arms afterwards so he doesn't accidentally float away. "you okay, pooh?"

         ❛  oooh,  i'm  just  a  little  black  rain  cloooud,  hovering  under  the  honey  treeee  ~  ❜   sung  in  a  clever  disguise,  the  sopping  cub  slowly  rises  above  enchanted  plains  .  .  .  past  various  tree  branches,  inching  closer  &  closer  to  his  objective.  that  being  honey,  of  course.  though  what  pooh  did  not  account  for,  were  the  various  sprigs  that  blossomed  from  scarlet  oak,  the  string  tightly  within  his  paw  tangling  within  the  honey  tree  !     ❛  oh  bother  —  –  helllooo  ?  helllooo  out  there  !  ❜   stitched  orbs  scan  the  terre  below  .  .  .  mesmerized  to  how  high  his  little  blue  balloon  took  him,  unable  to  make  out  a  pink  outline,  or  a  tail-less  eeyore  sulking  beneath  his  fuzzy  feet.   ❛  i  guess  i  shall  stay  until  someone  comes  looking.  oh,  i  do  hope  they  should  look  up  .  .  .  ❜

       warmth  tugs  ‘pon  fond  heartstrings.  yes  —  –  while  he  is  a  fuzzy  little  cub,  one  stuffed  with  plenty  of  fluff�� .  .  .  his  heart  beat  rapidly  to  the  sight  of  brown  spiked  tresses.   ❛  oh,  sora  !   am  i  ever  so  happy  to  see  you  !   how  did  you  think  to  look  way  up  here  ?  ❜   yellow  plush  limbs  wriggle,  attempting  to  free  the  string  so  he  may  reach  for  the  nearest  branch  .  .  .  climbing  down  the  trunk  to  embrace  his  dearly  missed  friend  !    ❛  what  shall  i  do  ?  i’m  stuck  !  ❜