#pastel sundae girl

[reythesilly]

Maggie doodles because I was feeling sad

[blush-chiffon]

🩷❤️ Coach Sundae Edition 🩷❤️

[ilikereadingthisiswhatilike]

Jinx

(X) = Smut

When I was younger @nyx--knacks Summary: Jinx is sent away to a finishing school for girls with behavioral problems. Enter you, her white walled angel.  Warnings: Mental health Special Tags: None

Her soulmate @yanyanfeii Summary: Jinx’s soulmate is last person she or her soulmate would like to be.  Warnings: Kidnapping Special Tags: Soulmate Au

Your grace @the-dumpster-fire-of-life Summary: You never left Jinx Warnings: None Special Tags: Muilty chapter

Sister @yanderes-galore-galore Summary: Jinx takes you in as her new sister. Warnings: Kidnapping Special Tags: None

Pink @insane-arcane Summary: You have pink hair and Jinx is easily confused. Warnings: Kidnapping Special Tags: None

Jinx falls in love @insane-arcane Summary: You are Caitlyn's sibling and Jinx falls for you Warnings: Emotional manipulation Special Tags: None

Safe Hands @yanderegrizzsworld Summary: Jinx hands are safe only when they hold you. Warnings: Emotional manipulation, Kidnapping Special Tags: Muilty chapter.

Airhead @crusty-chronicles Summary: You can be a Airhead Warnings: None Special Tags: Head con

Wings @the-dumpster-fire-of-life Summary: You have wings Warnings: None Special Tags: Head con

Zombie @angelltheninth Summary: You survive with Jinx. Warnings: Blood. Special Tags: Head con

Run away @pathetic-sapphic Summary: You run away Warnings: None Special Tags: Head con.

Toxic @pathetic-sapphic Summary: You see how toxic they can be. Warnings: None Special Tags: Head con

We can Be family @lovelybrooke Summary: They deiced you are family. Warnings: None Special Tags: Family Au, Ft. Silco

Marrying into the Family @peoplesgraves Summary: You do not know if Silco likes. So Jinx has him talk to you. Warnings: None Special Tags: Family Au, Ft. Silco

A mishap @the-dumpster-fire-of-life Summary: You have a panic attack while on the job. Warnings: Mental health. Special Tags: Family Au, Ft. Silco

Her Soulmate @yanyanfeii Summary: Jinx’s soulmate is last person she or her soulmate would like to be. Warnings: Kidnaping Specials Tags: Soulmate Au, Ft. Silco

Somewhere in those eyes @fangirlpostsfangirlthings Summary: whereas everyone sees a dangerous and crazy, harm to society, you see a vulnerable girl who just wants to be loved Warnings: None Specials Tags: None, Ft. Silco

Someone Better @pastel-peach-writes Summary: Jinx is having doubts about your relationship so she asks if you'd be happier with someone else. Warnings: Angst Specials Tags: None, Ft. Silco

ice cream sundae @novacqnes Summary: Everyone thinks Jinx and you are dating. Warnings: Angst Specials Tags: None, Ft. Silco

Druggy Sister @itsmebytch001 Summary: Your sister finds out you are doing drugs. Warnings: Drug use, Family Issues Special Tag: None, Ft. Silco

Just hair @manias-wordcount Summary: Your bush Jinx Warnings: Drug use, Family Issues Special Tag: None

When I brush your hair @ladey Summary: Your an mother figure to Jinx Warnings: None Special Tag: Fluff, Muitl-Chapter

Sisters @lolita-lollipop Summary: You are the baby of the family and most affected by Vi leaving. Warnings: Family Issues, Mental Health Issues Special Tag: None

Strap and Hair @obsessedduh (X) Summary: You like to pull Jinx hair Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Please Don't Leave Me Again! @0starwomen0 Summary: You are Jinx toy. Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Helping Hand @obsessedduh (X) Summary: Jinx catching reader masturbating and deciding to offer a helping hand. Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Hidden @rougecreator1 Summary: As a magic user you must hide you abilities, even form those you love. Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Confession @buryustogether Summary: Two of you confess your love for each other Warnings: None Special Tag: Fluff

First time @obsessedduh (X) Summary: It is Jinx first time and your more then happy to help Warnings: None Special Tag: Fluff

Sweetheart @pow-pow1111 Summary: You like to playfight with your girlfriend. Warnings: None Special Tag: Fluff

Good Luck Charm @fr3sh-tragedies Summary: Jinx has been told she's a mistake and a...well, a jinx her whole life, which is why it's such a surprise when you tell her she's your good luck charm. Warnings: None Special Tag: Angst, Fluff

Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder @jinxs-gf Summary: You’re an artist, giddy at the thought of creating a portrait of Jinx, your lover. Except she can’t understand why you’d want a portrait of her. Warnings: None Special Tag: Fluff

Stupid Silco! @bluefootedbooby Summary: Silco does not like you at all. Warnings: Angst Special Tag: None

Packing Up @bluefootedbooby Summary: It your wedding day Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Cake @liciapeonia Summary: You make a cake for your best girl. Warnings: None Special Tag: Baker AU

Beautiful, toots @bluefootedbooby Summary: You do not like how you look. Jinx loves you. Warnings: Angst Special Tag: None

Good luck, babe! @starless-nightz Summary: You have to leave the woman you love. Warnings: None Special Tag: Arranged Marriage AU

A Little Morning Mishap @manias-wordcount Summary: Jinx tries surprising reader with like breakfast in bed Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Packing Up @bluefootedbooby Summary: It time to leave Piltover Warnings: Angst Special Tag: None

Dont leave me! @starless-nightz Summary: Jinx is all in her head. Warnings: Mental Health. Special Tag: None

you call the shots, babe—i just wanna be yours @lycastatic Summary: There is only one bed Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Just come home @fortunxa Summary: In a mix of alcohol and jealousy, heartbreaks can get confusing. Warnings: Murder Special Tag: None

Just come home @fortunxa Summary: They say the longer the wait, the sweeter the kiss. But, darling, I’m starving, so don’t keep me guessing. Warnings: None Special Tag: None

friendly sleepover @jinxificada Summary: in the nature of your friendship, neck kisses are just the smallest of love expression. Warnings: None Special Tag: None

Blue hair, blue eyes, blue lights @fortunxa Summary: The chances of a blue-haired girl being chased by the cops and hopping in my car, simply yelling “Drive!” are low, but never zero. Warnings: None Special Tag: Mutli Part

songs explain what I can’t. @jinxs-gf  Summary: You’re writing a song to confess your feelings to your best friend. only it does the opposite and your best friend believes her feelings for you are unrequited. Warnings: None Special Tag: Modern AU

leave it to her. @jinxificada Summary: for once, you were taken care of. Warnings: None Special Tag: None.

leave it to her. @jinxs-gf Summary: it’s your first night working at The Last Drop. the stories of jinx being an…interesting customer are true Warnings: None Special Tag: None. Jinx x Reader

Please, I'm really sorry @yolli-es Summary: None Warnings: None Special Tag: None.

Forget her @lovedrruunk  Summary: In which you get played by your situationship. Jinx thinks you deserve better anyway Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

Come to Bed, Jinx @ha-rinrin Summary: After days of sleepless nights and drowning herself in Silco’s unfinished business, Jinx’s exhaustion is overwhelming.  Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

Torn Between Fire and Ice @ha-rinrin Summary: In a world divided between Piltover’s rules and Zaun’s chaos, a forbidden connection grows. Warnings: None Specials Tags: Caitlyn's Little Sister

bratty sub @ha-rinrin (X) Summary: bratty sub jinx x dom fem!reader Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

Sweet Distractions @ha-rinrin Summary: In the quiet of a lonely night, a familiar chaos slips through the window Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

BLOMSTERTID @mo0nfairy  Summary: Centuries-old mage, Y/N L/N, possesses magical abilities unheard of. A few citizens monopolize the remnants of magic they find, of which they now title “Hextech”. Hearsay of this power bleeds through all of Runeterra, until Piltover and Zaun find themselves in an anarchic war to obtain said power. Before Y/N can even blink, however, the humans neglect their plans when they realize they’d rather have Y/N instead. Warnings: None Specials Tags: Mutli Part, Arcane x reader

Home in the Madness @ha-rinrin Summary: In the heart of a chaotic hideout, surrounded by machinery and unfinished projects, a makeshift family finds comfort in each other. Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

Is there something wrong with my pants @ha-rinrin Summary: Jinx's comes home after getting half of Zaun out of Stillwater with a doubt on her mind Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

Moms @animeshotsh Summary: You are worried since your girlfriend has dissapear since Silco's death. Only for her to show up at your home, but not alone. Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

Your Mom @jinxs-gf Summary: None Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

The look of love @starless-nightz Summary: inx always believed that she would end up alone, she always did. That was until you and Isha came into her life and now she finally has something—someone—worth living for. Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

[acupofqueercoffee]

“Messages for her, hidden in the flowers”

𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

▸ 𝐘𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 : 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬

They say diamonds are a girl’s best friend, but you think otherwise. The scentless, lifeless stones cannot hold a candle to flowers with vast array of colours, shapes, and scents that are brimming with life. Diamonds are superior to flowers only when it comes to price which you believe is more a drawback than a selling point. On the other hand, the affordability of flowers, in addition to their prettiness and aroma, is really just the cherry on the sundae.

Surrounded by vibrant colours and bathed in fragrant air, heaven for you is found inside your quaint little floral boutique. Currently, you are stood behind the counter in contemplation of the vision before you, convinced that either you have just perished and gone to actual heaven, or a celestial entity has fallen out of heaven, and out of all the corners of the world, happens to land directly on the doorstep of your little haven.

So majestically tall is she that her impeccably styled lily white locks softly caress the ceiling of your dainty shop. As ridiculous as it sounds, envy erupts inside you, secretly, greedily hoping that you too could be blessed by a touch of this lovely creature, as if getting to behold her alone does not make you the luckiest person ever to have walked the earth.

The object of your fascination is oblivious to her admirer as she herself is absorbed in the object of her fascination; Peonies in particular seem to have caught her eyes. Meanwhile, you are held spellbound by the way she is entranced by them; crystal blue eyes shimmer and shine, as though sprinkled with moon dust, in what you can only describe as childish glee. Her lips, oh her lips, scarlet and succulent, unfurl like a red rose in bloom, and your breath catches in your throat at the radiant smile that seems to bathe you in its glow.

And when her sunshine smile seeks its sole audience, instigating the collision of your gazes, you manage a smile of your own, gentle, whereas in fact, your heart is anything but calm.

Additionally, you learn rather quickly that not only does she look the part of an Angel, she certainly walks like one, light on her feet, carrying herself with grace and glamour of an otherworldly creature.

“What a lovely shop you have here!”

The angelic voice that drenches your ears in honeydew does not come as a surprise. Grinning, you take the compliment quite gleefully.

“Thanks, she’s my pride and joy.”

“Now correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t believe I’ve seen you before.”

“Oh, you’re not wrong. I’m new in town.”

“I know my eyes would not have missed a charming sight.” Not once has her smile wavered, but something enigmatic flickers in her eyes as they stay glued to yours. While you hold the stare as best as you can, she is quick to yield. Gesturing around with her hands, her attention is bestowed upon plethora of colours, from bold to pastel with their own unique charms. “The flowers here are a delight.” The way her eyes fall blissfully shut after a hearty inhale is a testament to the sweetness of flowers, not only in appearance but also in aroma.

“As it so happens, today is my first day of business which also makes you my very first customer. Do you see anything that tickles your fancy?”

“My, how flattering! I do, yes.”

“Peonies, I hope?”

“You’ve been observing me, it seems.” Her query holds in it a trickle of tease, and you respond in kind, a coy smile touching your lips. “Would you mind terribly if I have?”

“Hardly.”

A minute or so must have ticked by as your gazes caress each other. The silence that surrounds you is thick but not unpalatable. Nonetheless, being ensnared in those eyes the hue of deep blue sea is proved too perilous. Stupid though it is, the idea of throwing yourself into the inviting blue is quite enticing, and you know that as soon as your body is enveloped in the cool, cerulean water, either you swim back to the surface now, or you will find yourself, sooner rather than later, sinking into the seemingly bottomless depths.

You prevent the inevitable by initiating conversation, gesturing towards the flowers with a quick lift of your hands.

“So, would you like me to arrange the Peonies?”

“Oh!” She begins, somewhat crestfallen. “To tell you the truth, I wasn’t expecting to make any purchases. That was, until I stumbled upon your shop. Although I fancy the idea of treating myself to a beautiful bouquet, I’m afraid I don’t presently have my purse on me.”

You do not fancy the thought of having your encounter cut short, not to mention, the goddess of a woman walking out of your shop barehanded. Whatever the cost, you have every intention of making her your very first customer.

“How about this? I’ll make you the bouquet regardless. You’re welcome to pay me another day.”

“That’s so kind of you!”

You are not very sure about that, but she does not have to know. Your kindness, after all, does not come without ulterior motives.

“Don’t mind if I take you up on the offer, then.”

“Of course not. What colour of Peonies would you like me to arrange?”

“The pink ones, if you please.”

There it is again, her million-watt smile, having the alarming effect of rendering your heart untamed.

“Of course.”

The task of hand-picking the flowers one by one is carried out in accompany with the occasional oohs and ahhs as the white haired goddess roams your shop. Her appreciation for your passion is apparent on her face, and although it fills you with joy to see her so full of love and adoration for your flowers, you wish you can tell her that they do not hold a candle to her. You may hold your flowers dear to your heart, but the truth is the truth.

It is after twining a string of silk over and around the wrappings, and amidst tying a bow, that she finds her way back to your side. With the picture-perfect ribbon in place and the bouquet ready, you look up from the table. Only then do you notice that there is very little space between the two of you. It continues to only dwindle as she keeps leaning forward.

The clock stops ticking. The leave that has just left the branch stops short of kissing the earth. You watch yourself in the reflection of her eyes, cheeks dusted cherry red and lips barely apart.

Her hands are encased in cream coloured gloves, and the leather feels comfortably cool and soothingly smooth on your skin as two fingers and a thumb take a gentle hold of your jaw. So close is her face to yours that her breath tickles your nose, and you are cocooned in perfumed air, rich unlike the faint fragrance of your flowers, albeit not overwhelmingly so. It is very much addictive, the kind of smell that you can never get enough of, tantalisingly sweet, like the woman herself.

With bated breath, you wait, wide-eyed and petrified, until leather cladded fingers descend upon the apple of your cheek. Once they leave, there on the tip of her lovely, long forefinger, lies a single lash.

“Make a wish.” She says, red rose thriving once again into a charming smile.

Staring into those sapphire blues, you silently utter your desperate desire, Please, please, please, let us cross paths again. With a face like that in front of your very eyes, that puts renaissance sculptures to shame, distraction is bound to come. She’s so pretty, it hurts. I wonder if her cheeks feel as soft as they look. God, I want to touch them.

“Well?”

Enamoured into a daze, you can only watch her in dumb confusion.

“Have you made your wish?” Finally, her elaboration has you blurting out your confirmation. “Oh, yes! Yes, I have.”

Arising back to her full glorious height, lips the colour of carmine form a perfect “O”, towards which her hand flies. Once an exhale is released, propelled by the air that leaves her lips, your little lash successfully takes off from her fingertip. It vanishes into thin air.

“Whatever you’ve wished for, I sincerely wish for it to be fulfilled.”

She is the magnificent moon hanging high in the onyx sky, looking down upon you, who is marvelling at her beauty, with kind eyes teeming with warmth.

“Me too.”

It takes all your willpower, you realise unsurprisingly, to unstick your eyes from her face.

You have to do so however in order to pick up the bundle of flowers delicately in your hands before offering it to her.

“Well, here it is. Your bouquet of pink Peonies.”

“Oh my!” She plucks it out of your hand with great gentleness, cradles it close to her bosom as though it is a babe. “Are those tulips I’m seeing?”

“Yes. They’re a gift from me.”

“Why, you spoil me darling! Thank you.”

Blood rushes to your cheeks, colouring them the same shade of her lips.

“Don’t mention it.”

“Very well then. Until next time, I suppose.”

“Until next time.”

And then, she is gone, walking out into the world just as magically as she has appeared inside your safe little space.

If you are being completely honest, you have half a mind to gift her the Peonies as well. However, you know that if you do so, there is hardly a chance of the majestically beautiful woman finding herself in your shop again. The situation calls for cunning cleverness, and when the opportunity has presented itself like an oasis in the desert, you have no reasons not to make the most of it. You only hope that your Angel will keep her end of the bargain. She has not pegged you for someone who is deceiving, but then again, you have a reputation of being an awful judge of character.

In the end, only time will tell.

[bonnieventure]

THIS or THAT pt. 37

SIX 6️⃣ or SEVEN 7️⃣ RING BEARER 💍 or FLOWER GIRL 💐 WINNIE THE POOH 🍯 or PADDINGTON BEAR 🐻 MORNING 🌅 or EVENING 🌇 COWBOY HAT 🤠 or COWBOY BOOTS 👢 WINDY 🌬 or RAINY 🌧 ARIES ♈ or GEMINI ♊ WATERCOLOUR 🖌 or OIL PASTEL 🖍 MILK 🥛 or COOKIES 🍪 TAMAGOTCHI 👾 or NEOPETS 💻 AUSTIN POWERS ♂️ or DR. EVIL 👨‍🦲 HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPOS 🦛 or ELEFUN BUTTERFLY CATCH 🐘 BROWN 🟤 or YELLOW 🟡 HERBS 🌿 or SPICES 🧂 PARFAIT 🥄 or SUNDAE 🍨 BRICK WALL 🧱 or PICKET FENCE ❕ MAD 😠 or SAD 🙁 FALL 🍁 or WINTER ❄ CHERRIES 🍒 or BLUEBERRIES 🔵

[suwundae]

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“Wings straight! Head up! And girl, what are we going to do with your hair?”

Beads of sweat slowly trickled from her forehead and down her chin onto the hardwood floor beneath her feet. The heat from the summer’s sun was her only saving grace (and excuse) for the amount of liquid she was producing, but truly, it was nerves. Today was the day planned for her to meet arranged husband- her life partner till the day they both die- and she was terrified. Stories of him echoed constantly throughout the land but nowhere were they louder than her own palace walls. Booming and bouncing against the wood she wished would just absorb the sound but never did. Even as her maid got to work on making her fit for a king they still spoke in hushed tones of her suitor. 

“I heard he’s slayed fifty wildebeests all by himself!”

“Fifty? Try a hundred.”

“One hundred wildebeests?” “No! One hundred and fifty-!”

“Ladys!” The head maid hissed as she lifted Sundae’s head up, tilting it at all different angles in order to properly see her vision. The only thing now was to make it come to life. 

Looking down at the lady in her care, she sucked her teeth and squeezed her cheeks, forcing the young girl to look at her. 

“Don’t worry. I can make even you beautiful. Peri, untangle this hair! Honey, get the makeup kit! And Coco… Try to make yourself useful for once.” 

Sundae’s golden eyes watched her maids through her mirror as they rushed and fluttered around in a hurry. The sounds of flapping wings and rustling furniture filled the air, of which she greatly preferred over the sound of gossip- especially when it was about her soon-to-be husband. 

“Is the wedding today?” She couldn’t help but whisper to Persela, the head maid. She was barely informed about who she was marrying, let alone when she was marrying him. Any and all information she had on him and the plot of land he owned came from old textbooks she struggled to find within the library of her home. Her parents refused to share any of the plans of her wedding in hope to “spare her the stress”. All it did was add to it. 

“What do you think we’re getting you ready for?” Persela hissed as she struggled to get a comb through her thick, pastel pink curls. She held a gentle hand out in silent request for the object, of which her head maid had no qualms about. Once in her possession, she started the comb from the bottom of her hair to the top in smaller sections. The maids around her watched as it glided through like butter. A few stifled their laughter as they watched the princess Persela so heavily looked down upon do what she could not. Her pale face turned a light shade of pink for only a moment before she turned harshly to the girls. 

“Where is her dress?” She yelled almost loud enough to shake the walls of her bedroom and knock the leaves from their trees. Sundae flinched away from her voice but tried to stay focused on her hair as Honey rushed over to “fix” her face. She smeared it in a heavy layer of foundation so Coco would be able to draw over any and all her physical imperfections. 

“Is it really that big?” Sundae tried to ask her as she started to draw directly onto her eyelids. 

“Don’t talk.” Coco whispered as she tried to remain focused but her curiosity got the better of her. 

“How would I know?”

“Have you never seen it?” 

“O-Of course not! When would I-? What type of woman do you take me for, My Lady?”

“She means the dress,” Persela sighed as she adorned the princess’s hair with various flowers and crystals. “It’s a two person job. Your parents wanted you to look absolutely breathtaking.” 

Sundae looked into the mirror, horrified, as Coco stepped back to admire her work. 

“Would that not kill him?”

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[imgirlblogger]

When Anna was a little girl, her dreams sparkled with the vision of a whimsical ice cream shop. A place straight out of a fairy tale. She imagined it bathed in pastel hues, with walls that seemed to hum with happiness and the comforting aroma of freshly baked waffle cones swirling in the air.

/It would be magical/ Anna had whispered to herself, picturing the glow of sunlight reflecting off glass jars filled with colorful sprinkles. Behind the counter, she saw her younger self, smiling as wide as the sky, handing out scoops of creamy delight. Each cone and sundae wasn’t just a treat. It was a little piece of happiness, made with love and a sprinkle of magic.

In her dream, the shop was always alive with the melody of joy. Children giggled as they held their cones close, their faces lighting up with every bite, while friends and families shared stories over bowls of sweet indulgence. The soft clinking of spoons against glass bowls mingled with the hum of cheerful chatter, creating a symphony of warmth.

🍦 🍧 🍨 🍩

🍪 🎂 🍰 🧁

/Every scoop is a smile/ Anna had thought, imagining her shop as a safe haven where troubles melted away like ice cream under the summer sun. Though she’s grown now, that dream hasn’t faded. It lingers in her heart like a cherished song.

Even today, when she thinks of her childhood, the memory of that little ice cream shop reminds her of the joy she once dreamed of sharing. It’s a vision she carries with her, a gentle reminder of the simple, magical pleasures that make life so sweet ✿ ✿ ✿

[shieldretired]

@peacereflected ;; new girl quotes (still accepting) Bucky said: "I mean, you're not not making sense."

                             "JEEZ, BUCKY," Steve says with a roll of his eyes. "Would it really hurt you to say something like you're absolutely right, Steve, and I can't believe I ever doubted you in my life? Because I have the feeling that this would be the proper reaction after showing you the world's best ice cream parlor." He gestures at the small but cozy shop: it's all about pastels (pastel pink, pastel green, and pastel blue), and it smells heavenly of fruit and vanilla. A firm-sounding lady bosses people around in Italian in the back of the store. "Now eat some more of your sundae and tell me what angels you're hearing whispering in your ear. Strawberry ice cream definitely makes Archangel Michael talk to me," Steve adds before taking another bite of his sundae, closing his eyes for maximum bliss.

[casualneonglitterpainterposts]

This is just a one off OC of mine based off my avatar from the cool maths game "Papa's Scooperia".

Leilo is suppose to be a fun, kinda bubbly outgoing girl with big poofy aqua green hair. She's roughly 15 years old. I think she came out pretty cute. Leilo is too cute  OwO Anyways, I hope you like the coloured doodles I did of her. I may draw her again sometime in the future too   "Leilo belongs to me !!!!"

[coloredviolet]

Strawberry Sundae Bar

wear this design!

[pnkemoji]

mermay 27!

[berry-bliss-sundae-blog]

Fairy I did I do while practicing watercolors on digital, what do you think? (๑￫ܫ￩) (｡･･｡)

title to this work 'purity', the fairy has no name, if anyone has any suggestions ... （＾ｖ＾）

[ilikereadingthisiswhatilike]

December 2023

Mizu

Jinx:

Her Soulmate @yanyanfeii Summary: Jinx’s soulmate is last person she or her soulmate would like to be. Warnings: Kidnaping Specials Tags: Soulmate Au Smut: No

Somewhere in those eyes @fangirlpostsfangirlthings Summary: whereas everyone sees a dangerous and crazy, harm to society, you see a vulnerable girl who just wants to be loved Warnings: None Specials Tags: None Smut: No

Someone Better @pastel-peach-writes Summary: Jinx is having doubts about your relationship so she asks if you'd be happier with someone else. Warnings: Angst Specials Tags: None Smut: No

ice cream sundae @novacqnes Summary: Everyone thinks Jinx and you are dating. Warnings: Angst Specials Tags: None Smut: No

VI:

Kiss the girl in black @sunricecake Summary: what was supposed to be a fun memory of your first tattoo session with your lover turned out to be unforgettable for all the wrong reasons. Warnings: Angst, Cheating, Sexual Tension. Specials Tags: None Smut: No

Roommate @pixievi Summary: You are in love with your roommate and she in love with you. Warnings: None Specials Tags: Solo, Ear drooping Smut: Yes

Lock Jaw @genacity Summary: after coming home from a long day of work, your darling girlfriend vi surprises you with some gourmet chocolate. a sweet affection laced with something she thinks she’ll get away with, little does she know that you know her all too well. Warnings: None Specials Tags: Sub Vi Smut: Yes

Caitlyn:

lace panties @mizukiramman Summary: it's been two years since you were hired as the maid of the kiramman household. it's also been two years since you've had a crush on their only daughter. what could ever happen if she found you playing with her favorite lace panties? Warnings: None Specials Tags: None Smut: Yes

Abby:

Drunken Night @absdoll Summary: Abby bouncing around a party, drunk off god knows how many vodka seltzers. She can’t help but notice how good you look dancing by yourself to the loud music. Warnings: None Specials Tags: College Au Smut: Yes

comfort crowd @atomicami Summary: you’ve been dating your boyfriend for 2 years now, until all of a sudden he starts to act differently around you. one night, you come over to his place to see him, only to discover that he’s out cheating on you with another girl. as a result, you receive comfort from the person you’d least expect—his mother. Warnings: Cheating Specials Tags: Milf Abby Smut: Yes

Post workout pump @rottenblur Summary: Your gym rat Tinder date isn’t one to not kiss on the first date, a coffee date is much more interesting with her. Warnings: None Specials Tags: Public Sex Smut: Yes

Midnight Girls @vintagebbysworld Summary: You meet Abby on the dance floor where you both completely devour each other, knowing you could never leave one another again. Warnings: Sexual Tension Specials Tags: None Smut: Yes

Ellie:

Christmas shopping @fadedin2u Summary: You go charismas shopping with Ellie and things get heated in the Victoria secret dressing room. Warnings: None Specials Tags: Public Sex Smut: Yes

Her Slut @tan1shere Summary: You're eating her out, enjoying every bit of it, it's rough. Maybe you had been bratty towards her. She wouldn't of liked that. Warnings: None Specials Tags: None Smut: Yes

Tamer @gold-dustwomxn Summary: Ellie reminds you of your place. Warnings: degradation Specials Tags: BDSM Smut: Yes

Ellie and Abby:

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Predator:

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[georgiapeach30513]

Mr. Freezy Pops, Part 5

Summary: Robert shows you just how much he’s into frozen treats, and you discover what it is that he does.

Pairings: Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge X Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, Smut, Praise kink, bomb pop kink (when it’s Mr. Freezy, it’s a thing), licking, oral sex (F&M receiving), fingering, ice cream sundae kink, sharing, eating ice cream off body parts, possessiveness, degradation, implied PIV sex, sub/dom dynamics 18+ ONLY

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Week’s pass and you continue your new life with Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge.  Another incident of misbehavior doesn’t happen.  He’ll impatiently tsk you if you start toeing the line of not following the rules, and wanting his approval and praise more than ever you correct yourself.  And you love taking care of him, and he rewards you with the most delicious orgasms while he fucks into you with such fervor and need.  

Taking a nap on the couch you’re awoken by the rustling of paper, and the low moaning of Robert.  He sits on the coffee table, leaning over towards you as he opens up the red, white, and blue bomb pop.  Slowly his fingers peel down the paper, watching your eyes fill with the lust as your pupils over take your eyes.  “What’s the matter Pretty Girl?  Jus’ having a snack.” he whispers while licking his lips.  His tongue that works you so well makes you writhe around, wanting him to touch you so bad.  “Undress yourself.”  Robert’s voice commanding while the bomb pop enters his mouth.

Not moving fast enough an evil sneer appears on his face, “Perhaps I need to remind you of your place.  Whose dirty little slut, are you?” “Yours, Sir.” “Then undress yourself, or you’ll suffer the consequences.”  Quickly you begin removing your suburban housewife clothing.  The soft pastel shades that match perfectly to the ice cream he keeps stocked in the truck.  The truck that he’s refused to let you go in.  You know there’s more to that truck than what he claims, but you would never do anything that would upset your Sir.  With every article of clothing that comes of your skin the swelling in his pants get bigger.

His mouth continues to suck on the bomb pop watching you intently.  Once completely naked before him, his hand manipulates your body on the couch; feet in the floor, ass as the edge of the cushion, and his hand presses against the swell of your breast, cupping it and pinching your nipple, all the while pushing you to lean back on the back of the couch.

Kneeling in the floor, he spreads your thighs, securely planting himself center of your waiting core, but denies the touch.  “Please, Sir.” your voice a whimpering mess but he only tsks your whining.  Bringing the bomb pop to your body he trails the frozen treat over your heated skin.  Watching as it melts on contact.  Sticky trails of the confection drip down your curves.  Goosebumps raise along your skin with the chill that the popsicle creates.

The red dye coats your nipples when he circles the bomb pop around your pebbled peaks.  His bright blue eyes that are one of your favorite features of his, the eyes that only he allows you to fully gaze upon, studies your every movement to the way he moves the dessert over your body.  Bringing the melted popsicle up to your mouth, the most mischievous grin flashes across his face, “Show me how you can suck my cock.  And don’t stop until it’s gone.” You grab up the wilted ice cream, using the pitiful sized stick to turn him on even more, while his tongue licks up the sticky mess on your body.  Humming at the taste of the sickeningly sweet pop mixed with your flavor.  Lips attaching to your body while he gives certain areas more attention, causing reddened bruises to appear on your body.  Marking you as his Pretty Girl, as his perfect little slut.  His eyes never leave your face, watching the care you take in sucking on the treat.   Leaning his body forward he fully sinks himself down to where you had been wanting him.  “Holy shit!” he exclaims after the first swipe of his tongue through your folds.  “My dirty little slut loved me teasing her, didn’t she?”  Still sucking on the slowly dwindling bomb pop you nod, not daring to stop.  “You’ve made a mess on the couch, Pretty Girl.  We’ve got company coming later.  You think he’ll mind sitting here?  He better fucking not.  I’ll shove his face in your mess and make him taste how wet I make her.” You hum at his filthy words to you.  “Would you like him tasting your fucking mess?”  Slowly he enters three fingers in your slicked up channel.  Loving the stretch over his fingers.  He loves trying to stretch you beyond your limits, mixing a bit of pain in your pleasure.  Always assuring yourself that you can take it.  “God you’re such a whore.  My whore.  Feel ‘er flutter around my fingers when I talk dirty to you.” Finally, you finish the pop, holding tightly to the remaining wooden stick, “Love it when you talk dirty to me.” “I know you do.”  Curling his fingers, he rubs over your g spot.  “You love it because you’re my dirty little slut.  Going to have sundaes later for dessert.  You won’t mind letting company have some of our sundaes, would you?”  

You have no idea who he’s talking about, or why you should care if they eat sundaes at the house, but you nod.  “Yes.  Gonna eat sundaes for dessert.  Fuck…don’t stop.  I’m…right…” your voice trails off as he ruthlessly pumps his thick fingers in you, issuing a toe-curling orgasm.  Pulling him up your body to kiss him.  His tongue immediately enters your mouth, and you lick up the remaining flavor of yourself mixed with the frozen treat.

“Your turn.”  You tell him, setting him down on the couch.  Your naked body walks into the kitchen, returning with a can of whipped cream.  Robert’s hand already wrapped tightly around his cock, pumping it slowly in his fist.  

“Mmm…” his humming is so low; you moan with the vibrations.  Squeezing out a swirl of whipped cream on his tongue, and smiling at him eating the cream, you plant yourself in between his thighs, kneeling before your Sir, wanting him good and relaxed so you can ask him more about what it is he does.

Bending the nozzle, you squirt out a stripe up his length.  Your tongue licking up the sweet cream while your eyes watch him.  His hands push back your hair as you continue to kiss and lick up his member.  “Sir?”

“Yes, Pretty Girl?” his voice so heavy with his lust, you can tell he wants you to fully take his cock into your mouth, but you need answers first.

“Am I your good girl?”  he nods his head in agreement, his fingers tangle in your hair as he tries forcing you on his cock.  “I want to fully be a part of your life.” smiling at your admittance to being completely with him he pulls you even closer, you lick up the underside of his length, paying extra time with the thick vein.  “You know I adore you.  Love the way you’ve taken care of me.  Made me open my eyes.  You ever going to let me know what it is you do?  I know you don’t just sell ice cream.”

“I could tell you, but I’d have to…” “You wouldn’t kill me.  Don’t I take care of you to?  Just want to know everything about you.”  Finally, you wrap your lips around his angry cock.  Kitten licking his tip before fully sinking your mouth on him.  Pushing down until you feel his tip hit your tonsils.  Rolling your eyes up to watch him.

“I wouldn’t kill you.”  his voice thick and heavy like his cock in your mouth.  You bob your head on him, still watching his face contort with the pleasure you give him.  “I would kill for you.  You understand?” you hum a yes, feeling his cock twitch with the low vibrations.  “That’s what I do.  Take care of people, when it’s asked of me.  Good at what I do.  Now, that you’re fully in.  You are my queen, and I will make sure you’re treated with respect.”

Usually while aroused he speaks with such anger and filth; in this moment he is nearly tender.  Once he realizes how sweet he’s being his tone changes.  “Now, be a good little slut.  Make me cum.”  Robert’s hands grip tightly on your head, shoving you down on his cock and bringing you back up at the speed he deems perfect.  Using your mouth to fuck him.  Not caring that your gagging as his tip hits the back of your throat harshly.  Not caring about the saliva that falls from your lips, creating strings, connecting your mouth to the base of him.  Tears sting your eyes, and you love it.  Love how demanding and controlling he is with you.  Anything that you could possibly think of he wants to take care of it.  Willing to kill for you.  

“Taking me so well.  So.  Fucking.  Well.”  You feel him quiver on your tongue, and see the tightening in his abs, knowing he’s close.  Before he shoots his load in the back of your throat he pulls out, painting the swell of your tits.  “Wanted to do that, just for this.”  You’re not sure where the spoon came from, but he holds one in his hand, scraping up the thick creamy spend off of you, spooning it into your waiting mouth.  “Good girl.”

Your back flat on the kitchen table, nothing on but your panties, you watch Robert skillfully scoop up different flavors of ice cream, placing it around your chest.  Building himself the perfect ice cream sundae on your body.  “Gonna have to hold still,” he warns, replacing a scoop that you wiggled off.  As it melts it creates creamy streams that run down your body.  

Grabbing up the hot fudge sauce he drizzles it over the ice cream and randomly on your body.  The frozen cream that has chilled your skin mixed with the nearly too hot sauce makes you whimper, pouting up at his face with all the sensations he creates on your body.  Quivering because he doesn’t stop to touch you, just places the spoon in your mouth to lick clean.  Hearing the front door open, you freeze.  “S’okay, pretty girl.  We’ve been expecting him.”

In walks the mystery man.  “Can we not talk without her always being naked?” “You have a problem with her?  Fucking tell her.”  He wouldn’t dare say anything negative about you.  “I invited you for sundaes.  Get a bite.”  The man doesn’t know what to do, but his refusal to do such pisses Robert off, “I said to get a fucking bite.”  He pulls up a gun pointing it at the man, who turns to the silverware drawer.  “No, your mouth will do.” “Pronge.”

“I’m giving you permission.  Just fucking get a bite before I change my mind.”  His broad body leans over yours, finding the largest mound of ice cream, the last scoop that sits on your frozen nipple.  He takes a little nibble before, beginning to lean back.  Harshly Robert’s hand connects with the back of his neck, shoving him fully down on your breast and you yelp, releasing a wanton mewl up at your Sir.  “I said a fucking bite.  Such a damn dumb ass.”  His grip never loosens, while the man bites your nipple in the process of trying to get the scoop fully his mouth.  “She’s fucking tasty, isn’t she?”  His hand finally soothes along your cheek, looking down at you with such care and love.

“Yeah.  Delicious.”

“I’m going to finish dessert.  You two talk.”  Robert’s mouth bites up every bit of the vanilla and chocolate.  Licking up the melted streams off your body.

“It feels weird not knowing your name.”  You meet his bright blue eyes.  Much brighter than Robert’s, more of a true blue.

“Don’t need it.” “Don’t be fucking rude ass hole.  Give her something to call you.  His name starts with a C.  What do you think you should call him pretty girl?” “Hmm…C?”  Intaking a quick breath of air as Robert fully intakes your nipple into his greedy mouth.  Sucking on it while his tongue flicks around on the hardened bud.  “You look like a Cherry Pop with your blushing cheeks.  Gonna call you Cherry, okay?”

He rolls his eyes, watching Robert who continues licking up your body.  “You actually like this?” “MmmHmm.  You don’t like watching?”  Robert giggles over your skin at how candid you’re being with the newly dubbed Cherry.

“Just have some serious business to talk to Pronge about.”

“Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of my slut.  Ain’t that right, Pretty Girl.  Tell him you fucking know I kill for money.” “This has to do with the ex.” “Paul?  What about him?” thinking that your tone was excitement about your now ex-husband, Robert’s teeth bite down on you hard.  “Ow.” “Remember who you fucking belong to?  Who this pussy belongs to?”  Thick hands rub along your covered mound.  “You see how fucking wet she is, Cherry?  Try to deny who owns this pussy.  Remember she’s mine.” “I was just curious why he was being brought up, Sir.  Don’t care about him when I have you.  If I didn’t want you, I wouldn’t have made a mess.” “Good.  Cherry, what’s going on with the cuck now?  Fucker should be out of our lives.  It’s official, he doesn’t even have legal claim over my Pretty Girl anymore.”

Robert guides you to sit up, wraps your legs around him before sitting you both in a kitchen table chair.  Motioning for Cherry to sit down, and you lay your head on his broad shoulder.  Gently kissing his neck, making sure not to leave marks on him.  Your hands rub up his arms, feeling the hills and valleys of the muscle and sinew that make up his biceps.  Thankful that he keeps your nakedness away from Cherry.  His hand slides over your leg until he slowly palms your drenched panties.

“Word on the street is he is fucking pissed as hell.  He’s been talking a big game about how, these are not my words understand, but his slut of a wife was able to get divorced so quickly.  He knows you were in the pocket of the judge.” “Wouldn’t matter.  No kids, he kept all the assets.  We don’t need anything from him.” “He’s been going around saying he’s going to bury you, and take back what is his.”

Leaning back, you hold Robert’s jaw in your hands, looking over his face with such love.  Placing a chaste kiss on his lips, before you kiss around his face.  “’M not his.  I’m all yours.  Every part of me is yours.”  Leaning closer to him, hoping what you whisper is heard only by him.  “I love you.” “Cherry, not worried about him.  He keeps it up we’ll have him terminated.  You okay with that, Pretty Girl?” nodding you smile at him, feeling himself get hard under you.  “Unless you want to see me fuck her on the floor, I suggest you take your ass out of here.”

Quickly Cherry leaves, sliding the chair under the table with a loud screech, and walks out the door.  “Have fun.”

As soon as the door closes Robert lays you two on the floor, kissing you all too sweetly.  Leaning back, he smiles down, “I love you, too.  So, fucking much, Y/N.  And I will do anything to keep you.  Anything.”  You know the reiteration of anything means he will kill anyone to keep his pet.  “Now, shut the fuck up, so I can fuck you dumb.  That cuck ex of yours never fucked you so hard you saw stars did he?”  

“Only, you sir.”

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[damrebecca7]

Once upon a time, there was a quiet Home, and Inside that home there was a couple named Annalyn R. Majorenos and Edgar Y. Responso. This couple had 4 children, two girls and two boys but sadly one of the girls died which means only one girl left, but that’s life all of us will die but we don’t know when will be our last breath in this world. So, let me continue with my introduction. I am Rebecca M. Responso, 18 years old and was born on October 4, 2004 which makes me a Libra. I am currently living in Tinago, Purok Malig on Ozamiz City. I graduated in Elementary at Ozamiz City Central School. And I completed my Junior high school at Ozamiz City National High school. And finally now I am a Grade 12 student taking the HUMSS strand major in Criminology at Misamis University. I have 3 siblings, my older brother name Roland M. Responso, My older Sister name Rubyjane M. Responso, my younger brother name is Reuel M. Responso. And now let me talk about my favorites. First, my favorite color is black, red and pastel colors. My favorite food is Macaroni, fries, fried chicken, adobo and Sundae. My favorite drink is coke. And now, let me share to you my likings. I like to read stories, I like to dance it feels like my problems will be gone even in a short period of time. I like playing Badminton. Also, I really love eating, sighting/ viewing nature, sunrise, and sunsets, the color of clouds when the sun goes down. I’m so obsessed with those. I want to be successful soon because I really want to repay all the hard works that my father do for us.

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[creaturefeaster]

Sorry to ask but who is PSG?

OH I didn't realise I listed Maggie as PSG. that's what I refer to her as for myself, but the nickname's origin and relevancy has been lost to older writing. Pastel Sundae Girl Maggie <3

I write Maggie now for your guy's sake mostly ^^;. Also because that's just literally what most characters call her.