#omg I AM feeling so much I cannot express it

[rustyelias]

I finally finished Rusty quill gaming!!!

Omg this podcast holy shit man like 10/10 I cannot express how much I loved it. One day y’all might get my rant but for now

fhdjdhhshdhsh OMG bahdhdhdh THE EPILOGUE!! Urhdhdhdhd THE ENDING!!

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me n moze say good morning to the world !!! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

art by @rabbbitseason of course <3

[leclerclov3]

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✰Pairing: lando norris x fem!reader

✰Warning: /

✰Summary: in which the world gets a glimpse the wild celebrations that follow after lando's first win

mclaren

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mclaren LANDO NORRIS IS A FORMULA 1 RACE WINNER!

LANDO WINS THE #MIAMIGP!!

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yourusername THAT'S MY MANNN 🧡🧡🧡

yourusername I'M SO PROUDDD

user82 OH MY GODDDDD HE DID IT!!

user91 one lost an appendix and won, the other hurt his nose and won something's going on here 🤔

user73 lando nowins became lando norris

user56 LANDO YOU'RE THE ONEEE

user66 ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE!

user45 Lando is the king of Miami !!

user82 he done it

user04 Let's gooooo

landonorris

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landonorris WWE FUCKIJG DID IT. P1 🏆 ps. thank you for all the support babe couldn't've done it without you 🧡

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yourusername SO PROUD OF YOU LOVEEE

↳landonorris couldn't of done it without you 🧡

yourusername LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO

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georgerussell63 Congrats mate!!

lewishamilton WELL DONE

fernandoalo_oficial Bravooooo

maxfewtrell So proud brother

oscarpiastri Well done man

user41 Don't break the trophy lando

user77 i have never celebrated a victory as much as today

user48 This Lando Norris win is the plot twist we all needed in the 2024 season

user32 DU DU DU DU LANDO NORRIS

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yourusername so proud of you love words cannot even express all the emotions i feel right now 🧡 go papaya🏆

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landonorris awwww that's so sweet thank you love

↳yourusername you deserve it baby 🧡

oscarpiastri where was my post when i won in japan hmmm 😐

↳landonorris she clearly likes me more then you mate

↳oscarpiastri exuse you she so doesn't

↳landonorris she so does

↳yourusername kids no fighting in my comment section i like you both equally

user819 omg they're so cute

user628 literally the it couple of the paddock

charles_leclerc i was third why wasn't i mentioned y/n 🤨

↳yourusername ups...🤷‍♀️

user28 i just love her relationship with everyone on tge grid

user52 she is the moment

user71 he literally ate and left no crumbs let's go landooooo

user91 so proud of him i might of cried..

mclaren so is this the lart where we say that you cried like a baby or....

↳yourusername admin...watch your back i know who you are..

↳mclaren oh..oh that's not...

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yourusername as you can clearly see we had a fucking blast and onece more i am so proud of you lan you deserved this 🧡🏆

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landonorris i have a killer headache but at least i don't have and other physical injuries

↳yourusername you were close had i not been there..

↳lewishamilton you're not fooling anyone y/n you were both drunk of your ass and i had to babysit

↳yourusername FALSE FALSE ACCUSATIONS I SAY

carlossainz55 had a blast glad we got to celebrate together

charles_leclerc alex says to not let me drink so much again

↳yourusername next time bring her too we'll get her drunk aswell problem=solved

↳charles_leclerc smarttt

↳alexandrasaintmleux you're both dumb 🤦‍♀️

user28 i love her relationship with the grid

user48 icons all of them

user72 i am so jealous rn

user29 i've never had such intense fomo in my life

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HE WON HE FREAKING WONNNN WOO!!! as you can see i'm very excited so i just had to write something about it i know it's not the best but i hope you enjoyed it nonetheless <3

[heliosunny]

Your yandere crown prince phainon was soo GOOD, I fell in love with the way you write him omg?? I hope you will make a part 3 of it!!

At first I nv thought he'd received this much love haha. Here at my blog, you ask n you shall receive.

Yandere! Crown Prince Phainon x Reader - P3

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The king and queen had been patient at first.

But patience only lasted so long.

“You have been married for months, and yet there is no news” the queen sighed, gracefully sipping her tea as you sat with her in the royal gardens.

The king, seated beside her, nodded in agreement. “Phainon was our strongest. We expect great heirs from him, my dear.”

You nearly choked on your tea.

“Your Majesties-” you began, but the queen only gave you an amused glance.

“We do not mean to pressure you,” she said sweetly. “But we are looking forward to hearing good news soon.”

You offered a polite smile, trying not to let your exhaustion show. “Phainon and I have been quite busy with state affairs-”

“Yes, yes” the king waved a hand. “But surely you can....multitask.”

Your cheeks burned.

You knew Phainon adored his parents, but they were relentless.

Phainon, of course, had no problem with their expectations.

Every night, after a long day of handling state affairs, he would slip into your chamber and coddle himself against you, resting his head in your lap, holding you close, occasionally mumbling half-asleep words about keeping you in bed for an entire day.

“They are right, you know” he murmured one evening, nuzzling against your shoulder as you tried- and failed to finish your paperwork.

“Phainon...” you sighed, trying to push him off gently.

“We could stay in bed for days” he continued lazily. “Just you and me, no responsibilities”

“And an entire kingdom left to ruin?” you retorted, still writing.

He huffed against your skin. “The kingdom can wait. My wife cannot.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose. “We will discuss this when we’re not drowning in work.”

“Hmm.” He didn’t sound convinced.

But he did, at least, let you finish.

A few days later, while you were buried in paperwork, Castorice arrived unexpectedly.

“Your Highness, I need your help.”

You looked up, surprised by her determined expression. “What is it?”

She took a deep breath. “I need… love advice.”

You blinked. Then, setting your papers aside, you gestured for her to sit. “Tell me everything.”

She hesitated for a moment before sighing. “There’s someone I like. But I don’t know how to approach them.”

“Do they know you well?”

“Somewhat” she muttered. “But they never seem to notice me that way.”

You smiled knowingly. “Then we’ll just have to see how they feel, won’t we?”

You and Castorice devised a simple plan: observe her love interest from afar and analyze their behavior.

Of course, this required leaving the palace, which meant sneaking out carefully.

And that meant Phainon didn’t know where you were. That was a problem.

Because when he realized you had left without informing him, his mind immediately jumped to one conclusion: She’s avoiding me.

Phainon, for all his strength and confidence, was utterly terrible at handling the idea that you might lose interest in him.

So when you returned that evening, completely unaware of his brooding thoughts, you found him sitting in your chamber, blue eyes unreadable as he watched you enter.

You paused, sensing something was off. “Phainon?”

“Did you have fun?” he asked smoothly.

You blinked. “What?”

“With Castorice” he continued, voice eerily calm. “You seemed quite… occupied.”

You sighed, setting down your cloak. “Phainon, if you’re upset, just say it.”

His jaw clenched slightly. “I am not upset.”

You arched a brow. “You are upset.”

He huffed, looking away.

“I merely find it interesting” he muttered, “that you had the time to wander the city for her but cannot spare a moment for us.”

Your eyes softened. You stepped closer, cupping his face gently. “Phainon. I am not avoiding you.”

His hands came up to hold your wrists, his grip firm. “Are you certain?”

“Absolutely” you murmured. “Castorice needed help. That’s all. And besides-” You smirked slightly. “Are you really jealous?”

His lips pressed into a thin line.

“I do not get jealous” he muttered.

You chuckled. “Oh? Then why are you sulking?”

There was only silence. Then, with a dramatic sigh, he pulled you into his lap, burying his face in your shoulder.

“I missed you” he admitted quietly.

“I missed you too.”

And just like that, his grip tightened, as if reminding himself that no matter the distractions, no matter the politics- You were still his.

“You must come, Your Highness” Castorice urged, a playful glint in her eyes. “It will be a lovely gathering- tea, gossip, and good company.”

You chuckled, setting aside your paperwork. “A gathering of noble ladies, you mean?”

“Exactly” she grinned. “You have been so busy. This is a chance to relax.”

You hesitated briefly, but then nodded. “Alright. Just for a while.”

Little did you know, not everyone at the tea party was pleased by your presence.

The moment you arrived at the elegant garden, a certain noblewoman- Lady Evelyne, greeted you with a forced smile.

“Your Highness” she said smoothly. “What an honor to have you here.”

You returned the courtesy, though something in her gaze felt off.

Throughout the afternoon, she and her followers exchanged glances, whispering behind their teacups. You could feel the weight of their envy, resentment hidden beneath polite words.

“The Crown Prince must adore you” one lady mused with a fake smile. “To choose you over so many other suitable ladies.”

You met her gaze steadily. “I would hope a marriage is based on more than just suitability.”

A few chuckled, but Evelyne’s eyes darkened.

And from that moment, you knew.

She was not simply envious. She was bitter.

As evening fell, you bid farewell to Castorice and the others, preparing to return to the palace. But Evelyne had plans.

She and her followers arranged for a carriage accident, one that would make it seem like a mere misfortune.

“She is just a noble by birth” Evelyne murmured to her accomplices. “Not a true royal. If something were to happen to her, perhaps the prince would realize his mistake.”

And so, as your carriage passed through a dimly lit path. The wheels snapped. The horses reared. The entire vehicle lurched before tumbling to the side.

Pain shot through your body as you hit the cold ground, disoriented. And before you could react, figures emerged from the darkness.

Back at the palace, Phainon’s brows furrowed as he stood at Castorice’s side.

“She has not returned from the party.” he said, voice low.

Castorice frowned. “Impossible, she left some time ago. She should already be back.”

Phainon’s expression darkened.

“Something is wrong.”

Without another word, he turned on his heel, issuing orders to his guards.

“Find her. Now.”

In his chest, beneath the calm fury, a sickening fear took root. If something had happened to you, there would be no mercy.

By the time Phainon arrived at the scene, the assailants had already moved in.

But they had not expected him.

A gloved hand shot forward, grabbing one attacker by the throat. A sickening crack echoed as the prince threw them aside with no hesitation.

The others barely had time to react before Phainon’s sword gleamed in the moonlight, swift, merciless.

Finally, he saw you. Bruised. Hurt.

A heartbeat later, he was at your side, gathering you into his arms.

“Who did this?” his voice was deathly quiet, his fingers tightening.

You exhaled shakily, leaning into his warmth. “It was…” You hesitated. “Lady Evelyne.”

Phainon stilled.

“I see...She thinks she can harm my wife and go unpunished?”

He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“Rest, my love. I will handle this.”

Evelyne had expected repercussions.

But not this.

She knelt in the dimly lit chamber of the palace dungeons, wrists bound with thick iron cuffs, her face pale as she watched the crown prince enter.

Phainon did not speak at first. He merely stood there, tall, composed, eyes gleaming with something terrible. Then, in a voice so calm it sent shivers down her spine, he said, “You attempted to harm my wife.”

Evelyne swallowed hard. “Your Highness, I-”

“You dared to lay a hand on the Crown Princess,” he continued, voice unwavering. “and you thought you would live to boast about it?”

The sheer finality in his tone made her blood run cold. This was not a man who threatened. This was a man who delivered.

And so, Lady Evelyne and her conspirators were sentenced: Public disgrace. Wealth and titles stripped. Families exiled.

But for Evelyne herself? Phainon had far worse in mind.

When you found out, you insisted on seeing him.

Despite your injuries.

Despite your weakness.

You dragged yourself from bed, barely making it to the royal hall where he sat, issuing commands.

The moment Phainon saw you, his gaze hardened. “You should be resting” he said, immediately rising from his seat.

But you shook your head. “I came to ask for mercy.”

His eyes darkened.

“For her?”

You took a slow breath. “I want her to suffer, too. But this will not erase what happened. Let this be enough.”

For the first time in days, Phainon hesitated.

You were still weak. Still recovering. And yet, you had come all this way just to beg for someone who had nearly taken you from him. Phainon clenched his jaw, his fingers twitching in restraint.

“Fine.” But there was no relief in his voice. Only begrudging compliance. “But do not ask me for such mercy again.”

When Mydei and Anaxa heard what happened, they were quick to come to your side.

“We should have ensured your safety” Anaxa admitted, voice heavy with guilt. “It was reckless to let you return alone.”

Mydei nodded. “We won’t let this happen again.”

You offered them both a tired smile. “It was not your fault. But thank you.”

Still, you could tell that from this moment on, they would not let you be so vulnerable again. And neither would Phainon.

After that night, something changed in the palace.

The noblewomen who once whispered behind their fans now lowered their gazes in Phainon’s presence.

Servants spoke in hushed tones about what had happened to Evelyne.

The message was clear: No one was to touch the Crown Princess.

Not unless they wished to meet a merciless fate.

And so, you found yourself at the center of cautious admiration.

Not just as the prince’s beloved wife, but as the only one who could soften his wrath.

Days later, as you lay in your sickbed, Castorice arrived with an unfamiliar man at her side.

“Your Highness,” she said with a small smile. “I wanted to introduce someone.”

The man beside her bowed deeply. “It is an honor, Crown Princess.”

He was polite. Refined. And when he looked at Castorice, there was genuine admiration in his eyes.

You studied him for a moment, then gave Castorice the smallest nod of approval.

Her expression brightened.

“I knew you would understand!”

You chuckled softly. “Just… choose wisely.”

Because even now, you knew- Love was a dangerous thing.

That evening, Phainon returned from court matters only to find an unfamiliar man had been in your presence.

His expression immediately soured.

“Who was he?” he asked, tone clipped.

You sighed, already sensing where this was going. “Castorice’s love interest.”

Phainon was not convinced.

“And what was he doing in your chamber?”

You gave him a tired look. “Introducing himself. Nothing more.”

Still, he loomed over you, arms crossing. “I don’t like it.”

You couldn’t help but smile. “Are you jealous again?”

His blue eyes narrowed.

“You are my wife” he murmured, leaning in. “Why would I not be?”

You reached up, brushing a hand over his cheek. “Then stop sulking. Castorice is happy. That should be enough.”

He exhaled, leaning into your touch. “As long as he knows his place.”

You shook your head with a small laugh.

The palace had been peaceful for weeks. No new assassination attempts. No political rivalries stirring.

But peace never lasted long.

“Your Highness, urgent news from the eastern border.”

A messenger arrived at the court in haste, kneeling before Phainon as he presented a sealed letter.

Phainon broke the wax and scanned the contents, his expression shifting from intrigue to frustration to thinly veiled rage.

“The border defenses are failing” he said, voice calm but heavy with warning. “A foreign faction is exploiting the weakness left after the last war.”

You watched from your seat beside him, fingers tightening on the armrest.

“Do we know who leads them?” you asked.

The messenger hesitated.

“It is not just one faction, Your Highness. A coalition has formed mercenaries, rogue nobles, and…” He swallowed. “One of our own generals.”

The court stilled. A traitor.

Phainon’s grip on the letter crumpled the parchment.

“His name?”

“General Orpheus, Your Highness.”

The weight of betrayal settled over the room.

Orpheus was once a trusted military leader, one who fought beside Phainon in past campaigns. Now, he had turned against the crown.

Phainon’s jaw clenched.

“Then I will deal with him myself.”

Later that night, you found him in the war chambers, pouring over maps and battle reports, his eyes sharp with focus.

“You’re leaving, aren’t you?” you asked softly.

He didn’t look up. “I must.”

You stepped closer. “You just secured the kingdom. If you leave now, others will use this as an opportunity to create disorder in court.”

“If I don’t leave, the border will fall” he countered.

You knew he was right. But something about this war felt different.

“Let me go with you” you said.

His head snapped up. “No.”

“I can help-”

“No.”

His voice left no room for argument.

“You are still recovering. I will not risk your life again.”

You met his gaze defiantly. “And I will not sit idle while you fight alone.”

A dangerous silence stretched between you.

He exhaled slowly, reaching forward to cradle your face.

“I swore to protect you. And if I must cut down an entire army to ensure you remain safe, then I will.”

His forehead rested against yours, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Stay here, my love. Wait for me.”

You closed your eyes.

Because no matter how much you wanted to stand by his side, you knew he would never allow it.

Days passed.

The battle waged in the east.

And then—The betrayal struck.

Not from the battlefield, but within the palace itself. Late one evening, a servant rushed into your chambers, breathless.

“Your Highness! The council— they are trying to strip the prince of his authority!”

You froze. “What?”

“The royal ministers...Duke Varion, Marquis Sareth...they claim that Phainon’s campaign is reckless. That he seeks war only for his own ambition.”

Your blood turned cold.

The moment Phainon left the capital, these leeches had taken their chance to turn the court against him.

You rose swiftly, ignoring the lingering ache in your body.

“Summon the council immediately.”

If they thought you would be a weak regent in Phainon’s absence, you have to prove that they were wrong.

When you entered the council chamber, every noble eye turned to you. The ministers sat in their high-backed chairs, their expressions carefully neutral. But you saw it—the quiet defiance.

Duke Varion stood. “Your Highness, we mean no disrespect, but we must question whether it is wise to let the Crown Prince—”

“Enough.”

Your voice was not loud. But it carried authority.

Varion hesitated.

You stepped forward, eyes sharp.

“You claim my husband is reckless?”

“We claim he is endangering the kingdom-”

“He is defending it,” you cut in smoothly. “And yet, while he sheds blood for this land, you sit here—plotting how to weaken him.”

You let the moment of silence stretch, let the weight of your words settle.

Then, voice calm but unyielding, you said:

“If anyone wishes to challenge the Crown Prince’s rule, they may do so when he returns.

“And I promise” your gaze swept over them, cold and unrelenting“he will return.”

When Phainon finally rode back into the capital—victorious, bloodstained, and utterly unforgiving

He wasted no time in purging the court.

Duke Varion? Stripped of his lands.

Marquis Sareth? Exiled.

Any noble who had dared to question his authority? Crushed beneath the weight of his retribution.

When he finally reached you, his hardened expression softened. You were waiting at the palace gates, your heart pounding as he dismounted his warhorse.

Without hesitation, he strode toward you, ignoring the watching nobles, ignoring the blood still drying on his gloves, he pulled you into his arms.

“You protected my rule” he murmured into your hair.

“Of course,” you whispered. “Did you think I would let them take what is ours?”

His grip tightened.

“My love,” he whispered, voice raw, “how could I ever deserve you?”

You pulled back just enough to cup his face.

“You do.”

Without another word, he kissed you.

It had been another exhausting day. Meetings. Political disputes. The lingering tension from Phainon’s latest campaign.

But above all—

His parents.

“When will we expect an heir?” the Queen had asked over dinner, smiling ever so sweetly.

You nearly choked on your tea. Again.

The King only laughed. “We are not rushing, of course.”

But they were.

Their eyes gleamed with barely concealed excitement, expectant whenever they looked between you and Phainon.

The moment you left the dining hall, you sighed.

“They aren’t going to let this go.”

Beside you, Phainon smirked.

“They are not wrong to be impatient.”

You rolled your eyes. “Of course you would say that.”

But he only hummed, his eyes glinting with something wicked.

“Perhaps it is time we oblige them, my love.”

The moment you entered your chambers, Phainon wasted no time.

He cornered you before you could step away, his hands braced on either side of you, trapping you against the wall.

“Are you tired?” he murmured, his voice deep, velvety.

You swallowed.

“A little.”

His lips brushed your ear.

“I’ll be gentle, then.”

Heat curled low in your stomach.

“Phainon-”

His hand slid to your waist, his touch warm.

“Tell me,” he murmured, pressing a slow kiss against your pulse, “do you want this?”

You shivered beneath his touch.

“Yes.”

That was all he needed.

Between silken sheets and tangled limbs, Phainon worshipped you.

His kisses traced reverent paths down your skin, as if committing every inch of you to memory.

“You are mine” he whispered against your lips, eyes dark with desire. “And I will make sure the world knows it.”

You gasped as he moved against you, his warmth consuming you whole.

“You speak as if I am not already yours” you teased, breathless.

His grip tightened.

“I know you are” he murmured, “but I will make sure there is no doubt.”

A vow sealed beneath moonlight and quiet, desperate gasps. And as he finally held you close, the weight of his love sinking into your bones, you knew— This was more than just duty. More than just an heir.

When the morning light streamed through the curtains, you stirred, muscles pleasantly sore.

Phainon was already awake, lying beside you, his arm draped over your waist.

“Good morning, my love” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder.

You sighed. “Morning.”

His hand traced idle patterns against your skin. “How are you feeling?”

You turned to him, arching a brow. “Why don't you guess?”

His smirk was unapologetic.

“I was thorough last night.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

“Do you think… it worked?”

A rare softness crossed his features.

“Perhaps.” You bit your lip, fingers brushing over his hand. “If it did… would you be happy?”

He cupped your cheek.

“You are all I have ever wanted.”

And for once, there was no war. No court schemes. No looming threats. Just you and him.

[causenessus]

what my face looked like reading "it hits you like a truck the moment you see his eyes land on you. THE WAY YOU WOULD'VE LOVED TO HAVE TASTED THE FOOD ON HIS LIPS, TO HAVE FELT HIS HAND RESTING ON YOUR CHEEK."

ch. 5 - yearning for prosperity or love m.list

    the previous night's events replay through your mind like a historical timeline. each part laid out on a line, little times written beside it. events like him inviting you in from the rain, the lights resting behind him like an angelic glow. to him handing off his apron to you, the little consideration boggling your mind.

  things slowly started happening in quicker succession until you find yourself staring him down. it hits you like a truck the moment you see his eyes land on you. the way you would've loved to have tasted the food on his lips, to have felt his hand resting on your cheek. 

  you close your eyes for a moment, wondering how you're getting so caught up on it all. how he can look at you with such a smile that can make you melt. that you can forgo any thought of your customer base dwindling, his restaurant's flair only growing. even now, a few of your students don't want to come due to the parking during rush hours. and it crushes you.

  but he somehow makes you forget it. like some sort of sorcery, you just find yourself biting your lip, pondering what life could look like with him. even now, it's invaded your thoughts so much so that your thumb runs through the mug on your wheel. the shape that you were starting to perfect for the raven's eye diner (in exchange for a few free breakfasts) quickly crumbles under your touch. but you can't help but feel it's his touch.

  you want to blame him for the failed mug, the swirling design now destroyed. the way it lies on the wheel like an amalgamation of your descent into affection and his affect on you. however, your mind can't conjure up ill will for the man. especially as you remember him tying the apron around your waist, his fingers just barely touching your back. his touch sends a shock through you akin to a kiss of death, the death of all things rational.

  however, his touch isn't the only thing that has been sending you into orbit. everything he does has started to worm its way into your life. you've felt like your entire worldview has been flipped on its head, that this one particular man has changed everything for you. something about osamu in particular makes you queasy.

  he could do anything and it could cement itself in your core memories. like when he wiped clay off your face, or sometimes he could just be walking into your shop...

  "i'd love to buy one of your pieces, they're all so beautiful, they really exude you," he mentioned a few days ago, having entered your shop to give you an incorrectly shipped package. 

  there was something about seeing him in casual attire, the way his shirt rests comfortably on him. him holding the package like your packages are so natural in his hands, an edge of domesticity plaguing your mind like a drug. the thought of him bringing in some random thing you ordered online, breaking the seal for you, it’s all to much. 

  imagining it all made it so you couldn't help but offer your services to make him a few specialty pieces. a plate or bowl here, a utensil holder there. however, the thought of making them any less than perfect leaves you procrastinating. 

  ever since you met him, you never would’ve thought of making him pottery. taking the time to create something with your bare hands and hand it to him as a peace offering. especially when you can see how his restaurant is affecting the town. but now? all you want to do is create his own special blend of natural clays to make him a line of plates and bowls. 

  you even wonder if a trinket tray for his personal use would be a divine gift. a way to represent your feelings in a way that doesn’t come outright. but rather, it’s slow and steady, easing your way into it. giving you plenty of time to back out and reconsider everything the second you start to feel uneasy.

  it’s selfish, to yourself and him, but you know you can’t give up either one. not logistically, not when you’re yearning for love instead of prosperity. and not when you’re just now realizing just how sickeningly wonderful loving him feels. 

a/n: i do not want to finish this fic ever 😭 but we still have a few more and an epilogue <33 taglist: @causenessus @osakis-gf @eggyrocks @brkfclub @marisabel14

@bbybibi @etoiile @miyamoratsumuu @girlokarina @gsyche

@cherrypieyourface @zephestia @acowboykisser @whosmarjj @gumiiiiezzzz

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[anantaru]

DAY 22 — MIRROR SEX

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — gepard, jing yuan

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, mirror sex, very messy, dom gepard for once omg who am i?, prone bone, doggy style

𖧡 — GEPARD

gepard could swear on it, truly, but there was nothing that turned him on just as much as this current setting did— besides the fact that he can bend you on all fours with such ease while recklessly rutting into you, his biceps flexing when he drags you over his cock, his balls repeatedly smacking over the plush of your ass but even better, he can watch it unfold, together with you, from a much more different point of view.

"fuck— fuck!" he groans before slanting his body forward to hover himself over your figure, and due to the sudden change in position and the heaviness of his entire weight dropped on you, your hands and legs instantly give up as you're squeezed in between the bed and his looming body, making it effortless for gepard to fuck you even deeper now, thrusting his hips in a frenzied rhythm— with one palm perking your ass up a little while the other finds warm solace against your neck, his fast heaves hot and loud above you, all the while you clenched and quivered around him.

you knew gepard was starting to lose it the more his breathing changed and his thrusts would grow erratic. he bit down hard on his tongue, tasting a film of metal between his teeth as he forces himself to postpone his orgasm— because he always needed to make you cum first, it's a given and he cannot forgive himself if he'd ever fail at that.

from the moment his muscles rippled from excitement, he has you throbbing and pulsing all over his length as he works his hips on you, your eyes repeatedly blinking towards the prancing mirror memorizing the entire thing and reflecting it on you— the immediately responsiveness of gepard's trace on you, how quickly you gave yourself to him with your face squished against the soaked pillows or even better, how your slickness had coated his lower stomach entirely and claimed him, the muscled lines on his torso melting into your softness when gepard slips and slides through your ragged walls.

you feel yourself trapping a hotness on your skin, despite that, gepard wouldn't falter in his shoves and neither would you want him to, practically salivating over the feeling of his dripping erection fusing with you and his musky scent all over you— your hips, tired but being kept up as he continues, never growing fatigued of your warmness engulfing him, coaxing out those sweet, soothing noises from your lips as gepard turns his head again to the mirror glowing right back, his followed groan lust-deepened and greedy.

𖧡 — JING YUAN

now that a mirror, of considerable size, was collecting all positions of your bodies fondling with one another, jing yuan was permeating of tension and pervading desire, the very kind of desire that manifested without warning and trapped the rationality of his mind, swallowed and wrapped him inside a husk until he's fucking you like he absolutely hates you as filthy moans continuously echo from past your parted mouth.

the greed in his eyes made you weak when you dare to catch a glimpse of yourself, his hips tirelessly grinding against your plush ass that you're able to see how your translucent arousal had been sticking you both together, faint ropes of white connecting your figures as jing yuan made sure that you were able to feel each and every inch of his thick erection dragging across the ridges of your tight cunt, filling you up completely until he was buried balls deep into your heat— and you wanted him close forever, no reason would make you separate yourself from him.

"jing yuan—!" you started to cry out, accompanied by a chorus of muddled syllables tumbling out over your parted lips, arching your back so deeply that you were afraid it'll actually snap into two.

though jing yuan, for one, smirks at you in one approved expression before burying his face in your shoulder, clinging on your skin as much as he could as you flutter over his girth, your creamy walls pummeling over his reactive skin as he swore he saw stars for a minute straight, his brain rewiring and replacing all regular notions with blissful ecstasy.

"just look at you, fuck—" he groans against your neck, "Such a sight to behold," his voice crackS and ugh, jing yuan was so fixated, borderline obsessed, with how your tits looked in the mirror, how they bounced in tandem with his fast slaps into your greedy pussy and how you quivering, sobbed and pulsed around his length without an inch of shame, your hot liquids gripping him like a vice.

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[arielleslipgloss]

It Girl Habits!!

(none of these photos are mine)

“You cannot live your life to please others. The choice must be yours.” - Anne Hathaway

Stay busy!! Do you see those it girls like Serena Van Der Woodsen scrolling on their phone all day? No, you rarely do. It girls are always busy doing something. So, therefore do some self care, study, workout, read, journal, go shopping, go on solo dates, hang out with friends, paint, have a dance party, etc. Do fun activities and take care of yourself. Another example of a busy it girl is, Elle Woods. Elle Woods wasn’t becoming one with the couch everyday. She had goals to achieve. She had people that doubted her to prove wrong. So get up! Start planning out your day or week. Start making goals!!

Have goals! You wanna know why you’re bored all the time? Well, it’s because you have no goals. You practically don’t have a life because all you do is sleep, eat, scroll, and repeat. You’re wasting time doing nothing. You could’ve had a clean room by now. Maybe you could have finished that book. Whatever it is, you could have had it. You could’ve been 1% better than yesterday. You don’t though because you have no goals. That time you’re wasting, can be used toward your goals. It can be used toward your dream life. Maybe, you do have goals? Yet you don’t even take action. What are you waiting for? For someone to do the work for you? No, get up and start taking action.

Be mindful of what you consume online!! Just like how who you surround yourself with affects you. What you consume online affects how and who you are. For example, listening to sad music makes you feel sad. Music is meant to tell a story that you feel deeply. You may not even relate to the song, but you feel as if you do. So, you become sad and continue to listen to sad music. When listening to uplifting music you gain confidence. You still feel like you relate to the song. Just with a more positive effect. As for what you watch and read. Don’t read/watch stuff that will put you down. Watch/read content that will help you.

Complimenting yourself every time you pass the mirror!! Some may say it’s cringy, but DO IT. Would you rather be cringy or be the best version of yourself? Exactly, so either say it out loud or in your head. Say it even if you might not believe it. Say it because you deserve it! Try to be creative with your compliments. Not all compliments have to be about your looks. It could be your personality, your thoughtfulness, how creative you are, etc. Also loosen up, be your own hype girl. When you see the mirror you could say, “Omg I look like the main character.” “Oh wait, I am!” Lastly, don’t forget to have fun with hyping yourself up.

Mediating or journaling when stressed!! When stressed we start to feel a lot of tension. So, that’s why meditating is so important to do when stressed. All you have to do is sit down and focus on breathing. Plus, It calms down your nerves, relaxes the mind, body, and soul. Not just that, but plenty of other benefits. Which includes, helps focus, betters mood, helps you sleep, slows down aging, etc. As for journaling, it’s practically free therapy! That is, at least in my eyes. All you need is a notebook, a pen or pencil, and yourself. Journal what’s making you stressed or anxious. Let all your emotions out, write freely. Your words don’t have to make sense. Nor do you need to have perfect writing. In fact, when you journal it may be all over the place. However or whatever you write, just let it out.

Expressing your gratitude!! Life is so beautiful and has so much meaning. So, either write down what you’re grateful for or thank God. You are so blessed to be here today. That is only just one thing to be grateful for. There are so many things to be grateful for, air, family, friends, your mind, being born as you, water, books, food, shoes, clothes, and so much more!! Express your gratitude everyday. It could be the most random thing like, a poster. As long as you’re truly grateful, then express it.

7. Having a low screen time!! Cliché, I know but it’s true. Your devices are consuming you. Think about what you use your device(s) for. Good examples are, for work, for motivation, tips, workout videos, inspiration, knowledge, and maybe even faith reasons. Now here are bad examples, procrastinating, sinning, hating on others, scrolling, because you’re bored, to watching videos of people that make you insecure, and lastly to cope with something. Which to clarify, trying to cope by using your phone, I understand somewhat. On the other hand, it could make what you’re coping with worse. I say that because there are so many studies on why our phone is bad for us. Seriously, so many and we are completely unaware of the damage it does. So for that reason, try to use your phone only for the good. I know you’re probably going to make an excuse. Which we all do and that’s ok, but please try.

8. Encouraging yourself to do better!! You should always be working hard to be 1% better everyday. So on the days you don’t feel like doing anything, encourage yourself. Show up for yourself, you will be so happy after. Lastly, trust yourself to get whatever done!!

9. Having a healthy sleep schedule!! For me, I try to aim for 8-11 hours of sleep. For others, it may be 7-10 hours of sleep. Whatever makes you feel the most well-rested should work. Just try to be consistent and mindful of the time. I also recommend to be off your phone for at least 30-60 minutes before going to bed. It will improve how you sleep a lot. That also being said, try not to be on your phone when you wake up either. It’ll help improve your health by a lot. Especially, the health of your brain and eyes. As I had mentioned, try to be consistent. Set a certain time to go to bed and turn off your phone. Then, get your lovely beauty sleep gorgeous!!

10. CLEANING!! The last habit is, cleaning. Now, I don’t just meaning cleaning your room or house. I mean even your body and mind. For starters, a clean room equals a clean mind. Therefore, stop procrastinating and start cleaning. Turn on some fun music and maybe even romanticize cleaning. Just make it fun and DEEP clean. I know someone reading this has been procrastinating on cleaning. You know who you are, so clean everything. Then, for cleaning the mind a little extra meditate. I feel like I already went over a bit about meditation. So lastly, for the body, take your showers consistently. Also, please wear deodorant. I see way too many people nowadays not wearing deodorant. Seriously, wear your deodorant.

“Always walk around like you have on an invisible tiara on.” - Paris Hilton

Remember, always apply lip gloss and stay pretty! Love you, dolls 💋

Info I used: https://reallifecounseling.us/blog/benefits-of-meditation

My Pinterest: @arielleslipgloss

[queen-of-reptiles]

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙿𝙸𝙾𝙽

description: in which leah williamson’s younger sister is in a two year relationship with alessia russo and has just won two gold medals at the world gymnastic championships

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alessia russo x female reader

disclaimer: I am in no way saying alessia russo is gay or bi-sexual this is all fiction

warnings: not much, slight language and a lil bit of sexual content

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y/n what a team, what a time - i love you all and see you soon!! ❤️

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username1: CONGRATULATIONS YOUR BEAM ROUTINE WAS MINDBLOWING 😭😘😘

teamgb: 2 golds, 3 silvers not too bad xoxo 🫡

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y/n: ❤️❤️

simonebiles: so proud! remember when you were just a little thing competing ! can hardly keep up with you now! 🩷

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y/n: I have been so grateful for all your support and coaching - even if i am team gb all the way! 😜😘

leahwilliamsonn: so so so so so proud of you, loved watching every second, you continuously make me proud little one !! ❤️😭

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y/n: ilysm sis ❤️

izzy.songhurst: GOWAN Y/N - SHES THE QUEEN OF THE BEAM AND THE FLOOR ROUTINE 🩷

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y/n: I EXPECT YOU TO FOLLOW SOON BRONZE THIS YEAR GOLD THE NEXT ❤️

alessiarusso99: I am so proud my baby <3

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y/n: You helped more than you will ever know my love xx

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ellatoone: 🤢🤢

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y/n: @joebunney come get your girl 🙄

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ellatoone: all gross love aside, well done our girl!! 😗

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y/n: 😊😗

maxwhitlock: Absolute legend, BRING ON Paris 😎😎

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y/n: 🇫🇷🇫🇷

username2: she was so good!!!! 😩😩

username3: She is SO pretty 🥺🥺

username4: WHY DID I NOT REALISE SHE WAS WITH ALESSIA??? 🤯🤯

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username5: THEY HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR TWO YEARS?!!!!!

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username6: and their instas are basically shrines to each other wtf????

katie_mccabe11: showin them all how it’s done! xx

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y/n: took lessons from u clearly xo

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bethmead_: nahhh got it from me 😌😊

caitlinfoord: that photo of us all in the caps tryna be inconspicuous omg 😭

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y/n: lesbians united ig??

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username7: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

britishgymnasticsofficial: ❤️❤️

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alessiarusso99 day in day out you have worked incredibly hard for this, never resting, never giving up. Words cannot express how proud I was seeing you receive those medals. I love you baby, well done amore mio xxx ❤️

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leahwilliamsonn: this is cute and also sickening …

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y/n: OI

username1: this IS the CUTEST THING 😭😭

username2: I NEED A RELATIONSHIP LIKE THIS NOW 😡😡

y/n: I love you so much baby! Thank you for being one of my biggest strengths! <3

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alessiarusso99: always xo

lucybronze: sickeningly cute! WELL DONE Y/N 🩷

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y/n: THANKS BESTIE 🩷

ellatoone: ew cooties

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y/n: ew ella toone

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alessiarusso99: behave you two!!

katie_mccabe: KISSING?? BEFORE MARRIAGE?

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jbeattie91: SHAMEFUL

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bethmead_: HOW DARE THEY!

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alessiarusso99: children… the lot of you 🙄

mbrighty04: loving this !! GO y/n!!

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y/n: 🥺😗

racheldaly3: LOVING YOU TWO!! 😩😩

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y/n: love you Rach!! 😘

viviannemiedema: WELL DONE BABY WILLIAMSON 🩷

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y/n: LOVE YOU TALL PERSON 🩷

esme.morgan: 🩷🩷🩷

username3: I feel like less is out of her league…

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username4: Yeah i feel like She would be happier with someone else 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

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ellatoone: We don’t.

arsenalwfc: We LOVE supportive girlfriends 😫💋

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y/n best thing about getting to rest?

Getting to join arsenal women training ofc 🥹 (oh and getting to yell at Katie cause J is cool like that :))

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username1: hahahah she was allowed to go to training 😭😭

katie_mccabe11: I DON’T understand I was ONSIDE !

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y/n: na never

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katie_mccabe11: i hate you sm

arsenalwfc: Loved having you! content incoming gooners…

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username2: AHHHHH

alessiarusso99: cannot believe my team didn’t win honestly 🙄

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y/n: Just because you kiss me doesn’t mean I will give the foul! 🤷‍♀️

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leahwilliamsonn: THATS MY GIRL - don’t give into seduction 😩😘

ellatoone: real question is … Did you take a shot?

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y/n: Nahhhh didn’t wanna embarrass the girlies too much

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bethmead_: yeah yeah, keep talking Williamson

caitlinfoord: Honestly best ref we have EVER had 🩷

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y/n: Love youuuuuu Foordy 🩷

username3: How ? Was ? She ? Allowed ? In ? Training ? 😭😭

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username4: Well, she’s Leah’s sister and Lessi’s gf so I suppose they all like her !

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username5: Suppose? The entire team LOVES her !

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The camera zooms back from the Arsenal badge to show Alessia, Katie and y/n sat at a table laughing and they all smile at the camera.

“Hi I’m Alessia Russo.” Katie begins, Alessia laughing as she shakes her head.

“I’m y/n Williamson.” Alessia adds, causing y/n to glare.

“And I’m Katie Mccabe.” y/n says, a mock Irish accent in her voice which causes Alessia to giggle.

“Oi!” Katie says, leaning over to try and smack the younger girl but Alessia’s sharp light slap to Katie’s hand stops her.

“Ha!” y/n grins as Katie hisses like an angered cat.

“That’s not fair! She’s got her guard dog with her.” Katie jokes at the camera as Alessia rolls her eyes but she smiles none the less.

“Anyway…” y/n begins dragging out the ‘y’. “Today we are doing...” y/n begins. "What are we doing?" She then asks, causing the spectators to laugh.

The spectators in question were, Leah, Beth and Vivianne, all of who were sat happily on the sofa, watching the three on camera.

"Who knows who best." Katie says, Alessia rolling her eyes playfully when she realises they have been tricked into a couple's challenge for the youtube.

It was no secret the fans loved Alessia and y/n together, consistently finding their relationship adorable and loving the small amounts of content they were sometimes given.

"So, both Less here and baby Williamson, have whiteboards and they will be asked questions by me, of course, and have to write the answer down." Katie explains.

y/n holds up her whiteboard excitedly, her eyes sparkling as she grinned at the camera, missing the way her blonde lover smiled softly at her, eyes filled with soft love.

"Then, whoever gets the most right, wins." Katie says, she then picks up a card. "Right, what are Russo's two preferred positions?" Katie asks.

"Easy!" y/n grins as she begins to scribble across the board, Alessia chuckling as she does the same.

They two turn their boards around, Alessia smiling proudly at her girlfriend when she sees they have the same initials.

"Well done baby!" Alessia grins and y/n's cheeks flush at the term of endearment even after all their time together.

"Aw look at her!" Katie teases, leaning over to pinch y/n's cheek between her fingers, however the sharp hit which stops her makes her pout. "Again?" Katie whines at her fellow teammate.

y/n however grins at her protector, leaning over to peck her cheek sweetly, before glaring at her sister who fake gagged in disgust at the show of affection.

"Okay, movin' on." Katie hums. "What is y/n's favourite apparatus?" She asks before scoffing. "Even I know that!" She adds.

y/n smiles as she quickly writes her answer, Alessia doing the same as they count down from 3 before flipping their boards 'floor' both bright against the white.

"I knew that!" Beth says excitedly and y/n grins at her.

"I've always loved it, and found it so fun." y/n explains.

"Scares me half to death." Alessia denies as she remembers all the times she had watched her girlfriend jump and flip too high for her liking.

"It's my job Less." y/n defends with a laugh.

As the game continues it is clear the two girls know each other very well, both of them getting the other's question continuously correct until it was neck and neck and the last question.

"What is y/n's favourite beam dismount?" Katie asks.

Alessia pauses, shock in her face as she realises she doesn't know. Leah's mouth drops at the fact her sister's girlfriend doesn't know this and y/n looks mildly amused as she writes down.

"I don't know." Alessia admits. "I have no clue." She adds and Katie gasps as y/n turns her board around. Showing the g-valued dismount in black ink.

"Double tuck back salto with full twist." y/n says simply.

"Because you can land it every time." Alessia realises with a groan covering her face with her hands as Katie names y/n the winner.

As filming wraps up and y/n helps the crew put their things away, two lanky arms wrap around her waist and pull her into a corridor she didn't recognise.

"Can't believe you didn't know my dismount." y/n teases. "I mean, I love you so much, and know everything about you, but you don't even know my famous dismount." y/n continues.

Alessia whines, her lanky body pressing to the front of her girlfriend's as she buries her head in her lover's neck, causing her to have to bend quite a bit.

"Stop." Alessia huffs. "Its so many words to remember." She adds as y/n shakes her head.

"Don't love me." She teases as Alessia shuts her up with a chaste yet deep kiss.

The blonde striker's hands tighten around her waist, pulling her closer as her fingertips seemingly bruise into y/n's body from the strength of her grip.

The blonde angles her head down and left, giving her a better angle to press herself against her lover, her tongue pushing against y/n's slowly opening mouth.

After a moment of tongues clashing, the kiss slows Alessia's hands sliding up to gently cup y/n's face before keeping their lips pressed softly together for a moment more.

"Still think I don't love you?" Alessia asks, pulling away slowly, her teeth pulling y/n's bottom lip with her slightly.

y/n cannot function for a moment, the deep kiss sucking all the oxygen from her head and ability to breath from her body, the only thing in her mind being the smell of her girlfriend's perfume.

"I think you should do that once more, just so I'm sure you do." y/n smiles after regaining her ability to speak.

"Gladly, amore mio." Alessia murmurs, before moving her head back down to kiss her lover once more. After what felt like seconds, the two still pressed deeply together a shout ran out.

"MY EYES!"

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alessiarusso99 she’s my favourite person idk <3

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username1: AWWWWWWWWW

y/n: i love you baby <3

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ellatoone: ‘i love you baby’ 🤢

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mbrighty04: hahahahahahahahahahahhahaha

leahwilliamsonn: my eyes will never recover 😩

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y/n: #sorrynotsorry

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alessiarusso99: #imaccsorry

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y/n: she’s not …

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katie_mccabe11: leah’s shout of horror will never leave me 😭

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username2: what happened ?!?! I NEED TO KNOW 😂

username3: CUTEEEEEEEEEE

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username4: OI OI OI

caitlinfoord: KISSING? LIKE THIS? AT YOUR AGE ??

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keirawalsh: you two are so cute !! xx 🥺

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y/n: love youuuuu xx

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lucybronze: you two are so gross !! xx 🥺

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y/n: count your days Bronzey

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y/n alexa play baby by Justin Bieber

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alessiarusso99: my love

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katie_mccabe11: so gross 🙄

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y/n: i’ll fight you mccabe i swear 🤛

ellatoone: banger of a tune

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alessiarusso99: hundred percent 🫶

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y/n: AND I WAS LIKE BABY BABY BABY

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ellatoone: OOOH LIKE BABY BABY BABY OOH

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kyracooneyx: i was so in love with him 🥲

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y/n: it’s okay we all have a phase 😔

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viviannemeidema: because we are not as cute as this 🤷‍♀️

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y/n: 😶😶

username4: I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

stanwaygeorgia: GROSS

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we love baby Less 🥺🥺

[alonetimelover]

pairing: Harry Styles x book writer!reader

fc: Saoirse Ronan

summary: YN just released her debut book, and it became the hot topic online. It might have something to do with certain someone being spotted buying it.

a/n: comments to all those posts are long, because i wanted to somehow incorporate the plot of the book that book writer!reader wrote!

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yourinstagram Those are the notebooks in which I wrote my little baby. I can't believe I am typing this, but 'Silver Lining' is out !!! You can buy it at all independent London bookstores. I can't wait for your reviews. I'll read them all.

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yourbestfriend MY BEST FRIEND IS AN AUTHOR !!! JANE AUSTEN WHO ???

⤷ yourinstagram do not disrespect the legend here

fallinloveinbooks OMG i've been following you since that one post about understanding fantasy world and being allowed to incorporate real world in it! i can't wait to read it, im going to the store right now!

⤷ yourinstagram YOU. ARE. THE. SWEETEST. and i remember you from that post and all that came after. I LOVE YOU and will wait for your words!

user92 what is the genre of the book?

⤷ yourinstagram it's fantasy! but there are a few subgenres. i'd say romance and mystery play a huge role in this book, too!

user109 will it be available online? im from us and would love to read your book!

⤷ yourinstagram unfortunately, not in a foreseeable future

⤷ user109 oh no, why??

⤷ yourinstagram being completely transparent, i released this book using my own money- no publishing house involved - because no one was really interested in it. what is in the stores is the printing i was able to afford. hopefully, they will sell and i'll be able to print more editions.

⤷ user102 im crossing my fingers for you

hArrysbtch i was looking for some new fantasy books, you are sent from heaven

⤷ yourinstagram hope you like it, angel

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harryupdates HARRY outside of the independent bookstore in London today! EDIT: because all of you are asking, he apparently bought 'Silver Lining' by YN YSN !

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hArrysbtch I've just finished that book and OMG OMG OMG, i don't know what to tell you, but he's getting into something so beautiful so structured so sad, i can't say enough.

⤷ harrysmoustache so it's worth it?

⤷ hArrysbtch YES. YES. YES. absolutely. from the first page to the last, it just consumes you. yn did such a good job, and it's her first book ever!

⤷ harrysmoustache oh, i can't find it online

⤷ hArrysbtch it's only at independent bookstores in London. no publishing house was involved, she printed all the copies available with her own money. i can buy it for you and send it?

⤷ harrysmoustache i DMed you!

stylesbabie harry in his book girl era

harrysmylife he is back and he is reading, he's just like me

user102 there's no way he has that book and i don't

fallinloveinbooks I've read it, and I loved it. I hated it because of how much it made me cry. Harry, you're in for a ride a wild one with all the *wink*wink* scenes and the most heartbreaking chapters of literature I've ever come upon

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yourinstagram I cannot express how thankful I am for you and your love for my book. Unfortunately, for now, there are no copies available. But im trying to make it work. But maybe it wasn't meant to be...

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yourbestfriend that's a bestseller book if you ask me

⤷ yourinstagram you are the love of my life

hArrysbtch not you using the last line of the book, like it didn't tear my heart open

hArrysbtch thank god it's already on my bookshelf, happy that it broke my heart and made me horny

⤷ yourinstagram Those were the emotions I wanted people to feel!

harrysmoustache my copy is flying to me, and I can't wait to read it

⤷ yourinstagram ill be waiting for your review!

user102 read, loved, cried and read again

⤷ yourinstagram two times??? i could smother you in kisses

⤷ user102 i wouldn’t mind that

user292 can't explain how unique and original it is

⤷ yourinstagram ❤️

user939 not harry lurking in the likes

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harryupdates

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harryupdates HARRY and writer YN YSN out and about in London today!

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hArrysbtch Alexa play that should be me by Justin Bieber

hArrysbtch she's mine harry, fuck off

hArrysbtch what is it that whenever I find someone to obsess over they become somehow connected to harry

hArrysbtch but, i smell couple material !!!

harrysmoustache he's gonna be the inspiration spark

⤷ hArrysbtch don't even start! i read silver lining with Harry in mind as one of the main characters

⤷ harrysmoustache as Emrys, right?

⤷ hArrysbtch yes! my protective and sexy bookboyfriend

⤷ user102 I see, we support complicated men here, i love it

stylesbabie they look so good together

⤷ user02 their backs are towards the camera...

⤷ stylesbabie shhh

harrysmylife I love her style !!!!

user402 she's getting so much attention from it. how did she manage this pr?

⤷ hArrysbtch pr???

⤷ user402 don't tell me it doesn't look like one?

⤷ hArrysbtch yeah, I forgot. every woman harry is seen with is just pr or the one to hate. of course. tpwk does not include woman harry is involved with?

⤷ harrysmoustache burnt!!!

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bloomsbury Our newest pea in the Bloomsbury pod is the sweetest, London based, young author who has just published her debut novel. We are here to help and tell you that 'Silver Lining' is coming to all bookstores in the world and to online shopping as well on the 15th of November. To feel whole again.

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yourinstagram I LOVE MY NEW POD

yourbestfriend DONT FORGET ABOUT ME WHEN YOU BECOME FAMOUS

⤷ yourinstagram NEVER

harrystyles Congratulations, YN ❤️

⤷ yourinstagram well, thank you, harry

hArrysbtch my favourite author is getting famous!!!

fallinloveinbooks I CANT BELIEVE IT !!! congrats, yn!!

⤷ yourinstagram thank you, sweets!

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fallinloveinbooks I'm attending YN's 'meet the writer' thingy in London and I cannot express how much appreciation I have for her. She thought every little detail in 'Silver Lining' through to make the book perfect. An icon!

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hArrysbtch I am here too! And I love her so much!

harrysmoustache you need to either film some moments or just post-stream it for us!

stylesbabie she looks so beautiful

user102 I am here as well! we need to meet up!

⤷ hArrysbtch im in the second row!

⤷ user102 are you the one with a pixie cut?

⤷ hArrysbtch Yes, that's me!

⤷ fallinloveinbooks I think im sitting next to you, hArrysbtch

user42 come on guys, let us now what are the questions and answers!

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dailymail NEW COUPLE ALERT? Harry Styles and newly established writer YN YSN were seen leaving the same restaurant (Styles a few moments after YSN). YN independently published her debut novel just two months ago and then signed a contract with Bloomsbury publishing house after Harry had been seen buying her book. For more photos and information, visit the link in our bio!

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user102 not you making harry the only reason she got the contract

hArrysbtch she got a contract because of the interest her book sparked online, not harry

harrysmoustache i'll just leave it here but literally Neil Gaiman praised this book online

user402 oh yes, when the privilege is striking

user99 you just cannot stop taking photos of people in their free time, invading their privacy, can you?

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yourinstagram Somethin' is cookin'. And that's the audiobook of "Silver Lining" voiced by me! It will be available on 23rd of December as podcast episodes on Spotify for more of you to enjoy! Merry early Christmas!

PS: there may or may not be someone else to accord their voice to Emrys

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yourbestfriend i could be Rhiannon

⤷ yourinstagram you were laughing your ass off after two lines

⤷ yourbestfriend not my fault that Rhiannon is the comedy queen

harrystyles 📖🎤

hArrysbtch NO WAY! i adore your voice and now i'm gonna picture you as Rhiannon - this book just became even better (it already was perfect, i don't how you're doing it"

⤷ yourinstagram hopefully, i won't end up as her

fallinloveinbooks my dream came true. i usually have such a hard time reading that audiobooks are the only option. now i'm going to listen to my favourite chapter over and over again

⤷ yourinstagram which ones are your favourite?

⤷ fallinloveinbooks definitely 6, 15, 24, 33 and 42

⤷ hArrysbtch all the chapters that depicts love - i see you

⤷ fallinloveinbooks yes! the thing is that number 6 refers to love and all those chapter number's are either 6 or add up to 6

hArrysbtch wait wait wait, i've just realised. what if harry is voicing Emrys????

⤷ harrysmoustache don't give me hope

⤷ fallinloveinbooks that would be perfect

⤷ user102 i'm not ready to listen to chapter 24 and 33 with him voicing it

⤷ hArrysbtch i will die, literally. those scenes are intense!

user102 she just wants people to be able to read the book and not care about paying bundle and having shitty quality. i love her.

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harryupdates HARRY and YN at the market in Clonakilty, Ireland!

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hArrysbtch someone tell me is that her home town?

⤷ fallinloveinbooks yes, it is! her parents still live there!

⤷ hArrysbtch meeting parents? oh god, they are serious serious

fallinloveinbooks they live that small town romance book lives

⤷ user102 so true! i need her to write something like this!

⤷ hArrysbtch i would eat it up

stylesbabie Niall is proud right now

harrysmylife i can't express how much i love domestic harry

user20 she started the thunder online after *possibly* announcing that harry will voice Emrys and decided to step away from socials. i love her. i love her. i love her.

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irishharry How thin are the chances to meet Harry in a small Irish town? Very thin. But not thin enough to be impossible. I MET HARRY FREAKING STYLES AND THE LEGEND HERSELF YN YSN !!!

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hArrysbtch they look so cosy... i want what they have

⤷ fallinloveinbooks a man?

⤷ hArrrysbtch yuck, i only like fictional men + harry

harrysmoustache this ken's job is walk

harryupdates this is very aestheticly pleasing photo

stylesbabie small town!harry is my favourite

user102 hopefully the inspiration is overflowing because i'm reading silver lining for the third time

⤷ hArrysbtch are you okay???

⤷ user102 nope. i just love torturing myself

fallinloveinbooks the matching coats...

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yourinstagram my love in your heart...

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yourbestfriend answer my calls, yn !!!

⤷ yourinstagram i won't tell you

harrystyles ...my heart in your palm

hArrysbtch I LOVE THE SOFT LAUNCH

hArrysbtch PARENTS

harrysmoustache i love how we all know that this is harry but at the same time it doesn't have to be

⤷ hArrysbtch it better be! this post just cured all my mental problems

fallinloveinbooks the caption... is it the title?

⤷ user102 look at harry's comment, it might be a main thing in her next novel/short story collection

⤷ hArrysbtch the inspiration sparked and inspiration was harry. that's it. when it's published i can die happily

⤷ user102 decide, that or harry voicing Emrys

⤷ hArrybtch im chronically online, don't require any consistency from me

harryupdates vacation in a small irish town birthed some masterpiece, i just know it

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a/n: i have part 2 made in my mind already. do we want more of them?

[ddejavvu]

omg I BEG of u to write a fic about the thing anon mentioned about dbf obi-wan 😭 /nf maybe reader is like anakin's age and her master is yoda.

i also think it would be really interesting if reader tends to be quite similar to her master yoda where she's usually calm and collected and zen and all that, but just cant keep her head clear when obi-wan's around NFNAJFJSKDB i'm already blushing just thinking about it!!! i just know you'd write this beautifully!!! /gen

Brewing and serving a perfect pot of tea is something inescapable as Grandmaster Yoda's padawan. You'd been trained in proper steeping rituals before you were ever trained in lightsaber combat, and you take a bit of pride in your craft even though it's a skill most might consider less-than-impressive in the overall catalogue of a Jedi's skills.

All of that is why you should not have dropped the teapot you'd been carrying upon seeing your master's houseguest, but Master Kenobi catches it with wide eyes and a steady hand. The teapot hovers mere inches above the ground, giving you a measly two seconds to gather your composure before a twitch of Master Kenobi's hand lifts it back up onto the tray you're miraculously still carrying.

You have very un-Jedi-like feelings towards Master Kenobi. You'd never thought much of him- nor anyone for quite some time, but you'd travelled outside of the temple, spent time on other planets, socialized with hundreds of different people in the galaxy, and the auburn-haired man in front of you has recently topped the charts of people you would be attracted to, if you weren't a Jedi forbidden from attachment.

"Sorry." You stammer, heart hammering in your chest from a mix of adrenaline and something else you refuse to name, "I- I lost my balance."

Your master snorts from his place on his tea cushion, a tiny thing at the head of the coffee table where you set the tea tray, "Uncoordinated, you are today, Padawan."

"Yes, Master." You agree miserably, pouring tea for Masters Yoda and Kenobi before pouring your own cup. You want to come up with an excuse, overtiredness or a troubling class assignment on your mind, but there's nothing your master won't see through.

"It's quite alright, dear." Master Kenobi places a hand over your own where you set the teapot down, and your eyes dart towards his own. Your trained Jedi composure allows for you to keep your face in a neutral expression, but there's very little hiding the slight shake to your hands as you reach for the sugar.

"Anakin has a habit of spreading his mechanical projects over our carpets like we live in a junkyard. I know that they're there," The bearded Jedi master smiles, "And every morning I still step sure-footedly out of my bedroom expecting not to be impaled through the foot with a jagged wire. Jedi agility cannot completely remove natural clumsiness."

"Remove clumsiness for me, it did." Your master huffs, squeezing the sap out of some deadly looking berries and into his teacup, "A better Jedi I am, than you two."

"You tripped over your own walking stick yesterday," You point your spoon accusatorily at him, and you nearly lose your conviction when it draws a warm chuckle from Master Kenobi's throat.

"Hmmph. Disrespectful, you are." Yoda gripes, but you see through his stern facade, "Sleep outside tonight, you will."

"Master!' You shriek, nearly choking on both your laughter and your tea, "That's not fair!"

"Don't worry, dear." Master Kenobi stretches his leg out beneath the coffee table to rest against your own, "You're welcome to stay the night in my quarters if your Master kicks you to the curb." He winks, "Anakin is gone on his first solo mission, so the two of us will have plenty of room."

You know the whole thing is one big joke, and you also know that Master Kenobi's offer is nothing but platonic. But still, the invitation, the assurance that you'll be alone with plenty of room- room for what? - you're barely able to nudge his leg back teasingly and glare half-heartedly at your master.

"I'm reporting you to the Council." You decide, but your threats come out weaker than intended due to the continued press of Master Kenobi's leg against your own beneath the table, "You may be the Grandmaster, but the neglect of a padawan is serious business."

"Two nights," Master Yoda snickers, "Two nights, you will sleep outside."

You let out an exasperated groan, but the last of your composure slips away upon meeting Master Kenobi's kind gaze, his eyes twinkling with gorgeous mirth, "You can stay with me for as long as you'd like."

[unriding]

a … a gift from the talented @kruinka 🥹 thank you so much!! ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ)

[matchadobo]

Hi! Can I request "you act like a brat all day and you expect me to do nothing about it?" but with the entire Kid Pirates 🥵🥵🥵

Thank you so much! I love how you write Kid 💝

KIDD, KILLER, HEAT, WIRE; brat

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wc: 3161

dialogue: "you act like a brat all day and you expect us to do nothing about it?"

warning/s: sooo nsfw🔞 this is the filthiest thing i've ever written up to this day! 🥵, fem reader, 5some (kidd, killer, heat, wire, reader), idk if this is considered dubcon?, implied established, no plot really just p0rn, rough seggs, fingering, cunnilingus, flame/fire play?, voyeurism

note: hi anon! i hope you mean just the main gang of kidd pirates? i CANNOT for the life of me construct a smut with an entire pirate group omg 😳, this is my first time creating smut for more than three people i hope i did it justice >__<

if there's one thing that pushes kidd to his limits, especially when it comes to you, it's his jealousy. it's not that he's not secured enough about your loyalty with him, it's the way you act like nothing is going on between the both of you. frankly, the five of you.

killer, heat, and wire were no strangers to this feeling either. they felt indignant as you sat with a couple of dudes, blatantly mingling and flirting with them. although there was nothing further than a friendly interaction with the foreign batch of men in the pub, laughing at their jokes and brushing arms and hands with them from time to time pissed off your crewmates. most of all kidd, who's gone down way more than a couple of barrels of rum for someone who says he'll just have a drink.

"oi, slow down, captain. thought we'll resupply today." heat nudged kidd, a dry laugh as he looked at his unfazed friend. his eyes boring holes through you.

"bout that, think we have to postpone that. let's stay in 'ere for another day for tomorrow." he finally placed the mug down, wiping off the remnants of liquid on his lips with the back of his palm.

"postpone? have we got other plans?" killer asked, turning to kidd who turned stood up and padded off his pants.

"her." wire immediately caught up, following after kidd who walked undeterred towards your table. they were from the bar and you were sat on some table across somewhere. they think it's almost intentional at this point that they have a full view of this. if you're trying to rile them up, you've suceeded.

though you're not sure if it ends good for you, with the way each of them are glaring at you when they stood before your table. their eyes raising goosebumps on your skin making your throat run dry.

"we got any problems, gentlemen?" the foreign men around you initiated, referring to kidd and his men looming over you.

"they're my crewmates." you introduced with distinterest, pissed that they're gonna ruin a moment for you because you know what those looks mean. "you know what? i think i should get going, thanks for the drinks." you smiled and bid goodbye to them, expression faltering as you met kidd's eyes.

"hey," one of them had a hold of your arm and kidd and the others almost whipped out their weapons to slash that guy's arm because of his motherfucking audacity. "you sure you're all good?"

you nodded with a smile, a pained one now that it got cut short. you later asked kidd and the others to come with you outside.

"what is it? do we have to go now?" you crossed your arms, sighing and looking at each of these hulking men.

"still don't get it do you?" kidd shifted in his foot, chuckling soullessly.

"guess we oughta remind it to 'er again, captain." wire butted in, putting an arm around you. you glared at him as you looked up, face contorted as you knitted your eyebrows in cofusion.

"what? guys? am i missing somethi- hey! kidd! put me down!" kidd swept you off your feet, he carried you on his shoulder like you weigh nothing. you drummed on his back while muttering out curses on his way back to the ship.

there was always this tension around the five of you, particularly on your end and it's towards theirs. it's begging to be addressed. it's so precarious and it stifles you to your very core. so much so that the mere sight of them looming around you right now drives you nuts and the fear shudders down your thighs. you're wet as hell.

he placed you down the couch on his room, wire sat on one side while heat on the other. killer stood not far from where you were, leaning his bum on the furniture with his arms crossed on kidd's dresser beside the couch; keen on observing. while kidd paced before you in a slow manner, he did it in a way that instigated fear in you for what might be in store for you.

"strip."

it was an order. eyes right at you as he stopped to face you with his arms crossed. kidd's gaze was dark amidsts his bright yellow irises, it was demeaning and you felt your chest tighten.

"what? kidd, what the hell?"

"you heard him, name." killer spoke and it somewhat made the air thicker because he's usually quiet. when it came out of him, it feels more stern that the acid in your stomach starts crawling up your throat. "you've been a brat all day and you expect us to do nothing about it?"

killer's blue eyes felt deadly behind his mask. despite being covered, you can feel the holes boring through you as he kept his voice in the same tone yet with a foreboding volume.

but shit. you wanted to have some fun and meet new people, and if things work see how things will go from there. but you didn't realize that it'd be a problem with them. after all, no strings attached right? but it's attention you really wanted and they couldn't give it to you because they were too into their guy shit. so you got annoyed at them and opted to find some other people to satisfy your needs. apparently they're too busy talking about how one metal differs from the other to spare you some sort of affection.

"y'all weren't even batting me an eye, for fuck's sake." you crossed your arms, gazing to the window with crashing waves. avoiding eye contact at all costs, but you know damn well they had all their eyes on you. "didn't think the lot of you would care if i mess around a little bit. and now you're asking me to fuck you guys? hah."

"so you missed us, that it?" kidd raised a brow, grinning at the realization that you wanted them again.

"aaaw, that stings, name. you're cruel." heat mumbled, his inked hands precarious on your thigh. "think you can be a doll and make it up to us?"

heat and killer were always the sweet ones, wire and kidd are the most vicious; during sex and well, your relationship. the former would always be some sort of your best friend and would be kind enough to think about you than their own pleasures during sex. but the latter will always be on their mission to fuck you up in the most demeaning way possible, they're never fucking kind. they always teased and fucked with you, be a little shit around you and annoy you in the worst ways possible. and during sex, their benevolence isn't to be expected. they'd always finish with you in the filthiest way possible that you wouldn't even remember your name right.

which explains why wire was the first to catch your lips and bury his tongue down your throat. he initally had his arm around you but when you wouldn't stop bitching about them letting you go, he'd had enough and ought to just shut you up in the best way he thinks he can. you squrimed under his lips, eyes shut tight. he held your wrist with one hand while the other settled in pushing the back of your neck to his. you pulled away by force, staring up at him as he donned a pompous smirk and eager eyes.

"oh? what's wrong, name? thought you wanted attention?"

"fuck off, wire. fucking get off."

"and hey, for the third time, you heard the captain. otherwise we'd rip off your favorite dress."

you rolled your eyes with a deep blush on your cheeks. whatever, this'll be quick. you struggled to reach behind you the zipper that goes way down the bottom of your spine. heat chuckled, placing his hand over yours so he could take over. he gave your shoulder a dry peck before helping you out of your dress.

killer took matters into his own hands and sauntered towards you, holding your jaw with one arm as he discarded his helmet with the other. he ran his thumb across your cheek, smiling as he looked into your eyes down to your naked frame. like a kitten, you nuzzled your face deep on his calloused palms. he unzipped his pants while keeping his grip on you, he soon held of one of your hands and guide it down his groin where his painfully hard boner is begging to be released.

"handle it for me, yeah?" he rubbed circles on your cheekbones, soon brushing your hair out of your face as he combed through your locks. "i'll let it slide this time if you do well, dove."

and it shocked you to your very core when killer was quick to push himself so far down your throat when you had just put his length in your mouth. your tears fell as his head touched the back of your throat forcefully. you had to grab a hold of his hips, nails digging by the sides of his pelvis. you whined with your mouth full, he was too kind to pull away and give you a break.

you panted, drool and bubbles on your mouth dripping as it coated your chin. killer grimaced, rubbed his length on your cheeks and teased his head on your numbing lips.

"'s wrong? can't fuckin' take killer when he's not bein' nice?!" kidd grinned behind him, wrapping his hand around your throat to spit in your mouth. "you know damn well you're not gettin' off this easy. now, suck it." kidd fisted your hair, letting killer fuck your mouth the way he pleases with kidd in control.

heat and wire were palming themselves in their pants, the feel of your bare body next to them is enough to render their cocks hard. they yearned to touch you, explore your body and pleasure you the way you're pleasuring killer.

there was a good while where killer's grunts and the gurgles and gags of your throat filled the room. you were crying not from pain but from the blond's intense pace. you had never seen him this eager and rough, maybe you really did piss him off that's why he had to take it out on you. but soon enough, killer came down your throat, taking a long while to keep his cock inside you while you drink up every bit of his release.

your chest heaved as you sat on the couch, head hanging loosely from the backrest. dizzy as you try and recover from a mouthful of killer's load.

you turned to wire who touched you a little to precariously down to your soaked panties. you hear a lowly chuckle vibrate from his chest, amused at your state. he palmed you through your panties, while the other had wrapped around your throat. you placed a hand over his arm, as if begging to give you a break and recover. but he just grinned and his fingers became faster. the grip around your throat became tighter.

heat was just reveling in the feel of your skin and rubbed circles back and forth close to your inner thigh. he placed your thigh above his so you can open up more for the brunette.

kidd got behind you, pressing your cheek to his crotch, his head peeking out of his underwear. you looked up at him with glassy eyes, but of course he wouldn't care. you fucked up that bad.

killer was still at high from earlier, but he stroked his cock at the sight of his friends fucking you up. it got him off as you try and take all of kidd in behind you while quirming as wire got his fingers buried deep in you.

"so overstimulated already and we haven't even gotten to the best part?" wire taunted you as he stared down at your half-lidded eyes, his thumb teasing your clit.

they all laughed a little when you tried your best to curse out a muffled 'fuck you' as you struggled with kidd abusing your mouth. the redhead had a hand around your throat to keep your head bent backwards, cum spilling down your cheeks mixed with the tears in your eyes from gagging to much. he really doesn't know when to stop, this man.

and when kidd was finally done with you, killer held your head delicately on his toned stomach, supporting it as you fell weak. he fetched a towel and wiped off the filth on your face, placing a kiss down your ear afterward.

but wire wasn't done with you yet, he was so keen on curling his long fingers in you that you continue to lose all sense with your eyes rolling at the back of your head. "f-fuck, wire. please..!" you whined, gripping his arm and trying to stop him. but really it felt good.

"please what? let you cum? go faster? stop? what is it, angel?" he raised a brow, cunning as he acted coy. and you honestly didn't know what to answer, so you just threw your head back and scratched at his arm so hard it left a scar.

"ah you're way too mean to name, wire. come on, i still haven't gotten my turn yet." heat jumped in, stroking your hair as he brushed the hairs sticking on your forehead out of your face.

"well, you heard him, name. what do you say we finish up, hm?" his pace went so fast you thought you were going to die, you felt your saliva caught in your throat and you couldn't mumble your words right. it was all slurring from here on out.

but your throbbing cunt wasn't even spared by heat, who was starving the moment he helped you out of your clothes. your thighs rested on his shoulder while kidd took the mint-haired's former place beside you, snaking an arm around your waist as he played with your tits from behind while his mechanical arm had a firm grip around your throat.

kidd always had a penchant in choking you, along with the filthy little praises he's whispering at you. he adored how you looked at him with so much indignance, almost wanting to kill him but you can't. cuz what he's doing feels good. the constriction around your throat as he degrades you and tells you how much of a little whore you are.

"seems you're enjoyin' your punishment a little too much, huh? matter of fact this ain't even punishin', aye? it feels so good being treated like the slut you are, doesn't it?" he growled in your ear, his guttural whispers sends shivers down your spine and it doesn't help that heat's way too busy devouring you down there.

by this time, you were feeling so drunk and you're incapable of any sound other than sinful slurs and moans. you whined against kidd's frame, crying as he peppered your face with his crimson-stained lips.

heat had this habit to use 10% of his firepower to warm up his mouth for you, it tickles and it feels amazing. he first teased a tiny bit of flame between your chest, his lips precarious on your skin, so close yet he doesn't touch it. he took a peak at you through his dark eyes, his pants growing tight as he saw you squirming at his actions, looking down at him with begging eyes.

he trailed his flames down your belly button, tickling a giggle out of you as your stomach heaved. soon and it reached your cunt, which was gaping and clenching at the eagerness of heat's stimulation. he wasted no time sucking you up, interspersing his warmth in your soaking folds. it was ecstatic and you didn't know what to do with yourself.

you couldn't even reach down to fist his mint locks because kidd and wire had you restrained. all you could do was drool from moaning too much, the overstimulation driving you nuts.

you grunted, writhing in pain and pleasure as that same warmth pooled in your stomach once more. you had lost track of the number of times you came. it was starting to feel numb and you had lost all sanity to even think about how filthy you look right now, sitting down the damp fabric of kidd's couch soaked with your juices.

it tickles when heat eats you out, so you were wriggling in your seat as he refused to breathe out and continued suffocating himself with your cunt. you mumbled curses and insults, eyes rolling at the back of your head as you choked out a moan when you finally came. your thighs shook and you panted like hell. heat gave you one last kiss on your inner thigh before wiping off his mouth with the back of his hand.

kidd carried your limp body towards his bed, you hadn't notice he was completely naked now if not for his cock poking your back when he carried you bridal style. you were so clearly out of it, eyes half lidded and hazy.

"oi, oi." kidd had a grip on your jaw, kissing your nose afterward. "think you can do more than have a couple of orgasms, aye? come on, that all you got? let's enjoy ourselves, hm?" kidd really does his best rile you up in any fucking situation and it irritated you.

"fuck, this really is a punishment." you covered your face, still blushing from the previous encounters. "will you go easy on me, kidd?" you peeked between your fingers but he just laughed at you.

instead, he flipped your frame the other way where your ass is facing him and you were facing the guys. his favorite position always. you were on your fours, he bent down to whisper in your ear. "never." he bit on your ear before pushing your head down the bed and sliding his cock so mercilessly in you. it helped that you were so wet that he was able to push right through.

you groaned in the sheets, fisting it so hard it ripped a little. your muffled screams were soon turned into cacophonous moans that said a lot about how good you felt when he pinned your arms behind you and held your neck up from behind.

"see them? they're just as hungry for you, waiting for me to be finished with you." kidd whispered in your ear, his pace unforgiving as he continued to kept pulsing on your cervix, holding your jaw so you could take a good look at the others pleasuring themselves at the sight of you. "you see, we wouldn't have to go this rough if you had just told us you missed us. didn't have to go an extra mile and mess around with some damn nobodies, hm? so take it like a fuckin' brat that you are."

girl 😳😳😳😳 when i tell you i FLIPPED when i got the request i 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️ thank you so much for the request anon! 🥰🌷 i hope you liked this :)

this was so good omfg 😩 idk why i think wire is a fucking baddie AHAHJZSGHSHS think i saw a hot fanart of him 🥺

if you guys are interested in requesting a fic for my 500 followers event, my askbox is open! click here for the main event post for more info :DD i have open slots for forced proximity, hurt to comfort, fantasy, he puts you in your place (smut), and modern aus!

[juletheghoul]

Not sure if you have been tagged in WIP Wednesday, but if not do you have any tidbits to share about The General? I am obsessed with him. Thank you lovely 💕💕💕

Hi girlie!💕

omg I'm so glad you wanna know about him- I've been working on a chapter and they are getting into their feelings lol. Here's a sneak peak:

Warnings; 18+ no minors, *feelings!!* vague but big-legal age gap, dirty talk, violence (Marcus is wounded), hurt/comfort, master / slave dynamic (power imbalance), Marcus calls reader Girl, reader calls Marcus Dominus, let me know if I missed any!

Unbeta’d, any mistakes are my own!

Pairing: Marcus Acaciusx F!Reader

You wake with the sun, the first few rays sliding across your skin like water and it’s hard to move from your place. In the night, your body had brought you close to his body, seeking out the warmth of him. He was still asleep, but his legs had tangled up with yours and it was strange to lay with him like this, both of you nude as the day you were born, yet incredibly comforting. 

You took the time to check over his wound, and were pleased to find it looking much better. The edges of it stitching together, thankfully without corruption. 

“It does not hurt as much as it did before.” His voice was sleepy, “I will be back on my feet soon enough.”

“Let me dress Dominus, and I will fetch you something to break your fast.” 

“Not just yet.” He shifted, and although you helped him, he didn’t struggle quite as much. “Come, lie with me.” He held out his arm, and you went to him, trembling like a leaf to rest your head on his shoulder. “Gods, I missed you, girl.” He buried his nose into the mess of your hair and something inside you grew and swelled, fed and made strong by his words and by his skin. 

“I missed you, Dominus.” Truer words had never been spoken by you, the ache for him had been unbearable.

“Did you?” There was something underneath, something desperate and had it not been so early, so peaceful, he might not have asked.

“Desperately Dominus, I feared you had abandoned me, I feared you no longer desired me.” You pressed your face into his neck, breathing him in, his scent, his warmth, him- sustenance

“Come now, girl, you know of my desire for you, it is like a thirst I cannot quench. A hunger I cannot satisfy, despite my dark moods, despite my sour face, you are a source of joy and pleasure I have not known in some time.” His hand brought your face up, his gaze burned into yours and his words affected you so that tears welled in your eyes. He wiped them away, and the tenderness was too much, a sob clawed its way out from your throat. All of the worry, all of the fear that he might have left you alone in the world, to be sold to another bubbled up and he held you as you cried.

“Do you wish to be free of me? Is that why you cry?” Something in his voice broke your heart.

“No Dominus, no-“ you wiped the tears away, moving to look him in the eye and the expression you saw in them was almost too much to bear. “I have never been so happy in all my life, I have never felt about anyone, the way I feel for you.” You press your lips to his, petal-soft. “Sometimes, the things I feel for you are almost too big for my body, I want to be with you always, I want to feel you always. I feared so much while you were gone that I could barely eat, barely sleep-” Your words were frantic, so many things to get out that you could barely speak and he pulled you close, shushing you softly. 

“My heart swells to hear you speak this way.” He reaches down, sliding his hand towards the hinge in your knee, to pull it over his thigh. “Peace, let us just enjoy the silence.” You nodded into his neck, letting go of a great breath in your lungs. “If I was myself, and whole, I would be pulling every ounce of pleasure from you now.” 

You laugh at the annoyance in his tone.

“Soon enough Dominus, I would have you healthy and healed.” Your hand slides up the smooth expanse of his chest, threading through the curls at the base of his skull.

“Once your wound has healed, you can have me any way you’d like.” 

“Any way?” His tone darkens, and your body responds, thighs clenching, heart racing, nipples hardening. “Any way I want? And what if I want you for a day and a night? What if I want you wet and spread for me in this bed until you’re so full of my gift it spills all over my linens?” His hand that had been softly stroking your back moved down and grabbed at your backside, pulling until the lips of your sex spread open. You moaned, and he all but growled. “Do not make those noises girl, not when I cannot fuck you how I wish to.” He pulled your face up, licking into your mouth with a hunger you could not satisfy, not in his current state.

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tagging just a few I think would want to read

@221bshrlocked @artsymaddie @xdaddysprincessxx @foli-vora @absurdthirst @604to647

[notallrobots]

i couldn’t stop thinking about toxic starnerve after watching that scrapped storyboard… the one where fear tries to FUCKING MURDER joy. omg.

i’m not super happy with my art at the moment (just want to improve my interpretations of the characters , you know how it be). but i really wanted to make an song / plot analysis of this storyline, using the song New Magic Wand by Tyler the Creator.

song analysis / au explanation (is it an au, if this is how Inside Out was originally going to go? 😳 ) below ⬇️

song lyrics in bold, plot connection in italics. :3

Sometimes you gotta close a door to open a window

Fear feels as though Headquarters would be better off without Joy’s strong-arming. The other emotions agree with him to a degree, but are highly against his plot to kick Joy out of Headquarters forever. So he develops an evil plot in secret.

I saw a photo, you looked joyous

My eyes are green, I eat my veggies

Fear is highly jealous of Joy’s strong, loving connection with Riley, both from a parental standpoint (He feels as though he cannot influence Riley positively with Joy in the way), and a possessive one (Fear harbors romantic feelings for Joy but cannot properly express them. He feels as though bringing these feelings out into the open would jeapordize Riley’s well-being. So his surpressed affections and attraction to Joy manifest as resentment, bossiness, envy, and, at a certain point, rage).

I need to get her out the picture She's really fuckin' up my frame

Fear is angry that Joy tries to take such extreme control of Riley’s emotions, bitter that he may not ever have the relationship that he wants with Joy, and his jealousy influences his ability to properly do his job. He starts growing more erratic, crass, and temperamental. The other emotions begin to take notice.

She's not developed like we are

Fear tries to convince the other emotions that Joy is a liability in Headquarters, because she cannot stop herself from taking total control of the console most of the time. The others agree (especially Anger, who craves justice and feels as though Joy’s control is teeming on the edge of dictatorship), but only to a certain point.

Like magic, like magic, like magic, gone New magic, new magic, new magic wand

Fear starts to drive himself crazy with the idea of expelling Joy from Headquarters.

My brother said I'm on the spectrum Don't call me selfish, I hate sharin' This 60/40 isn't working I want 100 of your time, you're mine

The other emotions are disturbed by this conflict, even though much of it manifests through passive aggression on Fear’s part, at least in the beginning. Fear desires more influence of both Riley and Joy. And he wants Joy to himself.

Please don't leave me now Please don't leave me now (don't leave)

Ayo, take one look in the mirror, implications so clear I live life with no fear, except for the idea that one day you won't be here

Fear is very conflicted about what to do. What he wants.

I will not fetch the ball, eyes are green I eat my vegetables It has nothing to do with that broad, but if it did, guarantee she'd be gone, well

The other emotions strongly suspect that Fear is starting to experience highly dangerous inner turmoil. They don’t know what to do.

The only one who doesn’t notice is Joy.

WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK>?!??!

[intimidatingpuffinstudios]

Hello. I hope you're doing well. I played TSSW a while ago, but I have recently fallen back into it. You are fucking phenomenal at writing romance. I love all the ones I've played. I feel like all the romances just have moments that are so individual and amazing.

Morkai's fall in his lap at the dance and 'kiss me' moments were so fire.

Straasa watching the MC rip the door off Eledwen's cell and starting to *feel* things was so hot. My MC would take one look at Straasa and bite his fist.

Manerkol's end of book 1 scene is epic, and when you add the torc removal, hot damn. Then the scene where he's decorating. *chef's kiss*

The stone (I am ecstatic that stone-mance is a thing) when you meet at the end of book 2. The high relationship scene is so good.

Basically, I cannot adequately express how superbly you've written the romances. If I may ask a question(no need to answer if you don't have time or if it's spoilery), how do the soul stone bonds work? I'm sorry if you've answered (I've been reading your blog, but I'm newish to tumblr.) Do the wielders send feelings, images, or thoughts? What could they send to get their RO to start thinking NSFW thoughts? Sorry this is so long. Have an amazing day!!

Omg thank you so much! I do get insecure about doing the romances justice, so this was wonderful to read 🥰

As for your question, it is indeed possible to send feelings/images/thoughts. It may take some time to master that skill, since our babs are still very new to this. But it will happen.

And about the NSFW thoughts...

Morkai would share images of how he sees the MC, their lips, their neck, their thighs.... Accompanied by his memories and sensations of how it feels to push inside the MC.

Straasa would share sensations, the heat of a kiss, a breathy gasp, a hand running across the MC's flank. A tight hug, his hand under the MC's clothes.

Daelynn would go full-on dirty talk in the MC's mind, describing exactly what she wants to do to them and complete with little moans and the like. Then, the memory of her mouth pressing close.

Eledwen would just be pure heat spreading slowly through every limb and pooling at the core. It starts off slow, almost undetectable, until it burns so strong that it's impossible to think of anything else.

Manerkol would pretty much start imagining exactly what he wants to do to the MC, in excruciating detail, and share that fantasy frame for frame. The MC's very own version of porn, only this comes with tactile sensations too.

[fatuismooches]

omg omg how would fragile reader use foxtorre in gameplay? idk why the first thing i thought of is reader throwing it at their enemies but they wouldnt do that 😭 im suddenly thinking how their gameplay would be like, their vision, their idles, etc... IF YOU COULD PLEASE MAKE VOICELINES FOR THEM I THINK IT WOULD BE COOL

Fragile reader throws the creature onto the field to do the work for them! Depending on whether their skill is held or tapped, Foxttore will summon multiple little Puffttores that will attack enemies to heal the team or do damage, based on reader’s current HP. Using the skill also consumes a set amount of fragile reader's HP. But using their burst will let them recover HP, as they will steal a certain percentage of HP from their fellow party members. All they want to be is healthy, they can be a little selfish, no? But fragile reader isn’t that mean, they’ll grant the party members who they stole HP from a random buff (ATK, crit rate/dmg, EM, etc) so they can sit back and relax as the others fight for them. And no, they won’t steal HP from Dottore or another Harbinger on the team, that’s their beloved and their friends after all! But they can’t do elemental reactions, they don’t want that horrid thing from Celestia and even if they got one they would refuse to use it. (But I still have hope another element will be added, I cannot see Dottore using a Vision HE BETTER NOT he’s stronger than that 😞)

Their idles include pulling out Foxttore and squeezing it really tightly, and then they suddenly pause for a few seconds as they feel something fuzzy moving inside of their shirt... and then a few small Puffttores jump out of their clothes making them laugh :) Another one, i imagine they carry around a small bag to hold their necessary items (such as medication) but also to bring around a scrapbook they've made with all their memories. Lots of photos and journal entries spanning many years. They pull it out and flip through it, before sighing almost sadly and putting it away again. Their BIS weapon is the same one from centuries ago, Dottore had preserved it for all those years so they could use it once again (not really though because they wobble all over the place if you use their normal attacks)

Hello: "I am [Name]. I doubt I'll be much help to you, but I'm here now. By the way, I won't do anything I don't want to. If you have a problem with that, you can take it up with Dottore."

About the Archons: "... Do not mention them in front of me... it makes me sick to my stomach, thinking about the divine. However, there is one exception - the Tsaritsa of course. She is truly the epitome of what a God should be, benevolent and kind. I may not be able to help much, but I will support her until the end. When you meet her, Traveler, I hope you will understand her goals."

About the Illness: "Ah, my sickness... it has plagued me for countless years, laying a horrible curse upon my body and mind. It's... it's been quite difficult sometimes... er, forgive me. It's hard to speak about."

"Oh... to be honest, Paimon always thought you were faking it for the Fatui's goals to some extent."

"... this is why I only confide in Dottore."

About Dottore: "My one and only... words cannot express my tenderness and love toward him. Not once has he given up on me, despite the times I've given up on myself. And he has always taken care of me, not once faltering in over four hundred years. I- I don't know what to do sometimes when faced with that information. I wish I could be... less of a burden on him... *sigh*"

About the Akademiya: "Say, does anything good come out of that school anymore? Hm? You say a brilliant mage graduated from there and is now a librarian? Well, good for her. Who would want to be associated with them anyway? And there's also a doctor who's very sick, searching for the answer to immortality? Well now... how interesting."

About the Past: "You wish to know about my past? Well, there's not too much to say. I was a regular student in the Akademiya before I met Dottore, and we fell in love... we did many things together before I... It's not like it matters anymore, being the way I am now..."

Chat - The Body: “One’s body is extremely important, yet many take it for granted. Please, make sure to treasure and love your body. It does more for you than you could ever imagine.”

Chat - Walks: "I love taking walks. It seems so normal to you but, it brings me great happiness. Especially now... I have not felt the sun caress my body or the soft breeze sweep through my hair for a long, long time. Hm? I don't mind if you come with, but... Dottore will be joining me shortly. Would you like to see him? No? Hehe."

When it Rains: "Oh no... do you have an umbrella? Dottore's going to- a-achoo!- get mad at me for not taking care of myself properly..."

Likes - Dancing: "O-oh. You saw me just now? I was just... practicing. I'm not very good at it, but dancing with Dottore as he twirls me around makes me... happy. I just need to stop tripping and falling over his feet all the time."

Nahida - About You: "You've met the Doctor's spouse? Please, would you enlighten me about them some more? I have always been extremely curious about the kind of person who would capture his attention. Hmm... I see. Still sick, are they? Perhaps Dottore sees something in them that the rest of us cannot. Though, I have to commend their spirit. Being able to wake up every day and face what's in front of them while being afflicted with such a condition... takes a strong will."