#rawr lifts

[on-a-lucky-tide]

My Instagram knows when I've had a pay day and has a disturbingly good read on me as a person. Also, you know that Simon "Ghost" Riley owns every single one of these.

[rawrenjoyer]

i'm looking at old pics and it's crazy how fast my slut-i-fication was post top surgery

[woso-dreamzzz]

Zoo

Jessie Fleming x Child!Reader

Niamh Charles x Child!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: A day out with Jessie and Niamh

"Jessie! Jessie! Niamh!" You call out, practically skipping down the front steps of the house, wiggling out from under Pernille's arm to crash into two of your favourite people.

"Careful, princesse!" Pernille yells after you but you ignore her.

Niamh laughs as she catches you, lifting you easily up onto her hip as Jessie gives the run down of what you're doing today to Pernille.

You get a bit impatient though because you already know where you're going and what you're doing so Niamh puts you into the car.

"What are you looking forward to today?"

"Tiger!" You say," Rawr!"

"I think the tigers are a great idea," Niamh says, throwing the car in reverse just as Jessie slides in and does up her belt.

"Jessie!" You say," Tigers go rawr!"

There's not a lot of time spent in the car because Niamh pulls up to the zoo fairly quickly and Jessie helps you out of your seat, holding your hand like she's Momma when she doesn't want you running off in the car park.

You're a bit impatient though and pull a little but Jessie doesn't mind as she gets you through security.

"I think tigers last," She says," So they're the last thing we see."

You grumble a little because Jessie is like Momma sometimes, making you wait for the best thing until the end.

"Oh, come on, Jess!" Niamh complains," I wanted to see the tigers!"

Niamh's a bit like Morsa, you think. All tall and funny and constantly getting on Momma's nerves in the best way possible.

"Later," Jessie says," Let's go look at the bug house first and we'll work our way up to the tigers."

"Are we getting lunch?" You ask as you watch one of the zookeepers feed a tarantula," Or did Momma pack me something?"

"Are you hungry?"

You shrug. "Little bit."

Jessie rummages through the backpack Momma gave her, pulling out your favourite goldfish crackers to munch on as you wander around the zoo.

Eventually, your feet start hurting so you get Niamh to pick you up and walk you around as you look at the big animals like elephants and giraffes.

You do stop for lunch though even though Jessie says it's stupidly overpriced and very bad for you.

There's not a lot of pasta on the menu, which is your favourite and all the sandwich options have icky stuff like mayo instead of butter and bread with seeds instead of just plain so you settle on some mac and cheese and a little pot of fries.

Niamh steals a few of them so you puff out your cheeks in outrage but ultimately keep eating. You slap her prying fingers away when she tries to grab more and Jessie giggles.

You stick your tongue out at Niamh for a moment before pushing your little portion of fries towards Jessie.

"Do you want some?" You ask her and Niamh's jaw drops in shock.

Jessie winks at Niamh. "You know what? I would like some. Thank you."

"You can have as many as you want!"

"What?" Niamh demands," What about me?!"

You give her a disappointed look like Morsa does when Momma puts broccoli in the oven and calls it cooking. "Maybe if you didn't steal some earlier, I would let you have some now. Stealing is bad Niamh."

"Yeah, Niamh," Jessie snickers," Stealing is bad."

Niamh doesn't steal any more of your fries so you finish your mac and cheese and share the rest of your fries with Jessie just to prove a point.

"Tigers now?" You ask after Niamh brings you back from the toilets.

"I don't know..." Jessie pretends to think, tapping her finger against her chin," Aren't there more animals to see first?"

"Jessie, please!" You grab her hand and try to pull her up," Time to see the tigers."

"Alright," She says eventually, right when Niamh swings you up for a piggyback ride," Let's go see the tigers."

You've been out a long while, hours since you left the house and in that time, Magda and Pernille have done a deep clean. They've washed the floors, cleaned up the shower, changed all the bedsheets and done three rounds of laundry.

It's a little empty in the house without you and Magda feels herself just kind of drifting around, anxiously looking out through the windows for Niamh's car.

"Waiting around won't make them come back quicker. They're getting dinner right now."

"Dinner? I thought we were feeding her tonight!"

"I'm sure she'll be hungry when she comes in," Pernille shrugs, flipping aimlessly through the tv channels," But hopefully, they've worn her out enough that she'll just want to go straight to bed without a bath. I mean-"

The doorbell rings and Magda doesn't stick around long enough to hear the end of Pernille's sentence.

"Morsa!" You say as Magda throws up the door.

She stares down at you in shock.

"Got my face painted like a tiger! Rawr!"

You're definitely going to need a bath tonight.

[20doozers]

Heeeyyy:)

I've been following your block for a while and got this nice fic idea

Like, this one interview where they talk about piercings and Tom's like "I've got a new one down their" and I was thinking like a m!reader fic where reader helps tom with the pain of his prince albert piercing or frenum piercing. but it turns into smut, with reader teasing the hell out of Tom with his piercing.

I hope you like my idea🙃

TW: handjob, frenum piercing, cum tasting?, light teasing, unlabeled relationship, hints of a praise kink

A/N: I know what clip ur talking about. And no fancy banner this time :(

Tom grunted as he sat on the bathroom counter, slightly embarrassed at the prospect of asking his friend for help with his new piercing. He needed to change the jewelry but couldn’t bring himself to do it because of the pain and how nauseous it made him. So here he was, his lower half bare as he sat on the cold bathroom counter and waited for you to come help him.

When you finally did you smirked, the sight of a flushed and embarrassed Tom being a pleasant one as you walked between his legs and began to help him change the jewelry. Your touch was gentle on his cock, not wanting to hurt him on accident. Yet when Tom let out a moan after a particularly gentle touch on the underside of his cock as you slid the new curved barbel in made you pause.

You glanced up at Tom and raised an eyebrow, only for him to mumble a weak “shut up” which really held no harsh tones.

“You sure Tom? Sounds like you enjoyed that.” You hummed, brushing your finger over the same spot just below the head of his cock, making him let out a muffled whine that sounded almost pleading. You just chuckled and screwed the small ball onto the end of the jewelry, the small, curved, silver barbel now replacing the gold one he’d had before. It was a pleasant sight, the small silver accents right below the pinkish head of his cock that was slowly hardening in your hand as his face flushed even more.

“Feels nice doesn’t it? Someone being gentle with you?” You gently yet slowly gave his cock a stroke, pumping it in your hand and earning a small moan. Tom’s head lulled back, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly as you have him slow, teasing pumps.

“Scheiße.. d-don’t tease..” he whined, attempting to lift his head to look at you, only to let out a loud moan as you gave his frenum piercing a gentle tug.

“Sensitive, yeah?” You questioned, giving Tom gentle yet firm pumps with one hand, the other slowly rubbing his bare thigh. Goosebumps prickled at Tom’s skin as you teased him, too engrossed in his arousal to remember his embarrassment.

The rest of the handjob was fueled with soft praises, the pumps were firm and slow, occasionally speeding up and giving his cock a small squeeze. Yet you didn’t let him cum just yet, drawing out his pleasure for as long as you pleased. Eventually you watched as a bead of precum leaked from his tip, bringing your other hand away from his thigh to collect the precum on your fingertip, before bringing it up to your lips and tasting it with a small hum as you heard Tom moan.

And with that you finally let him cum, your hand going back down to his thigh to sooth him as his cum leaked from the tip and down onto your hand. But you didn’t mind, just licking you hand clean and helping clean him up with a warm washcloth and a few gentle kisses pressed to his lips as he slowly came down from his high. He grimaced slightly at the taste of his own cum on your lips but it wasn’t the worst thing ever so he decided he’d deal with it for now.

“Good job.. so kind for letting me help.. now let’s head to bed, yeah? I’m sure that was tiring to you.”

YIPPEE!!! I’m sorry it’s a bit short but I didn’t have any other ideas so why not do the request? I’ve been super busy and just not in the mood to write smut so sorry if it sucks but I tried my best. Anyway, luv you guys❤︎︎

Tags: @itsmealaiahh @itsmealaiah @itsangelll @cherry-rawr @d0wn-in-the-morgue @billskeis and @divinelolita again cuz why not?

[weekend-whip]

AAAAA OH MY GOSH THE OUTFITS!!!!! THEY'RE GORGEOUS!! And Sunni's hair is particularly pretty!! And Jesse's lil necklace!!! AAAA!!!

And them all drinking boba is SO PERFECT AND SPOT ON, LOVE IT!!!!! 💖💖💖

Thank you so much for this; it's beautiful!!! (/*-*)/

Attack: 6/?

For @weekend-whip

[ja3hwa]

♡ 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐: 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝟐𝐇𝐨 ♡

New Member

【Synopsis】 : You're the newest member to join one of the most famous rock bands. And luckily for you they are all hot...and fuckable.

『Word count』 : 1.01k

-> Genre: Rockstar au. Smut. Poly au

Paring: LeadSinger!Jongho x Bassist!Reader x Guitarist!Yunho

[Warnings] : Fingering. Spanking. Anal. Unprotected sex. Coming inside. Squirting. Biting. Neck kisses. Dirty talk. Pet names and nicknames.

Note : I cracked and wrote this within 30 minutes at 1 am, instead of writing this after I've slept....

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The crowd rawred, cheering for an encore. For more. But the lead singer was not worrying about his fans no, no. All he wanted was to see his new bass player get fucked by his lead guitarist. When you first joined the band, He instantly had his eye on you. You were not just a pretty face but extremely talented. Your fingers strumbed the bass like no other and he knew you’d fit in right away. The first time one of the members of the group tried anything on you was when San wouldn’t stop flirting and saying he could give you a life you wouldn’t forget but you brushed him off saying he wasn’t your type and he wouldn’t know a thing about you and your needs. He complained saying you were hard to get but in truth, you only had eyes for a certain someone. Or in this case someones.

Jongho, the lead singer, and Yunho, the rock group's lead guitarist and lyricist. They both screamed sex appeal to you and your thighs seemingly were always squeezed shut whenever they were around. Tonight was a particularly long and drawn-out stage event. Making everyone hot, sweaty and most definitely bothered. Your heart was racing when you left the stage feeling the crowd's energy boost your endorphins. Your mind was racing and your breath was shallow and all you could think about was sinking your teeth into Jongho or Yunho's lips. And in this case both. 

“Fuck Jongho!!” You cried out while Jongho bit down hard on your bare collarbone. Having your shirt ripped off long ago when he and Yunho had pulled you into the nearest change room. Yunho had made it so that no one disturbed you but knowing people and by people, he means his manager would be wanting him and the others to do another set. But this stage was the first time releasing a new song and you had to flaunt yourself on stage successfully turning on both men. Yunho stood behind you, slapping your ass while he fingered your asshole roughly. Jongho had three fingers knuckles deep inside your soaked cunt, while his tongue lapped your shoulder where he had bit you. Yunho kept his abuse on your ass adding another finger in for good measure. Your body felt like it was on fire needing them both to hurry up before someone interrupts. ”Just fuck me already I’m ready enough.”

Yunho had to laugh at your whining words. You sounded so vulnerable compared to the strong boss you portray to others. But in the end, you were their baby, needing to be fucked hard, fast and rough. “Come on Jong let's give our girl what she wants.”

Yunho picked up one of your legs, pulling his fingers out of your ass before chuckling darkly against your ear. “I couldn’t agree more Yunnie.” The way they called you their girl and how they gave one another sweet nicknames sent your body reeling. You never wanted this moment to end, wanting nothing more than to explore both their bodies, let them have their way with you while you sucked them off and you rode them for hours. But you knew if they didn’t hurry you wouldn’t be able to get to cum... So you bit your lip waiting your them to push inside you. “Take a deep breath for us Doll.”

You did as asked, trying to calm your nerves as Jongho held your other thigh successfully lifting you in the air. Your hands found perch on His biceps, digging your face into his broad shoulders. You could feel their cocks against both your holes and it made you whine in need. Yunho cooed saying everything was going to be okay and it ‘be a good girl, Dollface’. and then you felt them both slowly enter you in one quick motion. You screamed. Screamed so loud that the whole staff team would have heard you and the rest of the group. Yunho's and Jongho's ego boosted a little thinking about that. Knowing the others would be mad they got to fuck the new girl. But none of them would be able to touch you now. You belonged to Jongho and Yunho now and they were going to enjoy fucking you every day, in every city they travel to.

“FUck! Jongiee, Yuyu! God fuck.” you lost your mind, never feeling so full until now. Your body was shaking, reeling against both large men. Your mind was hazed and the weed you all took earlier was probably not helping. But none of you cared, only caring about the fact of how good they both felt inside you. Both men could feel each other as they thrust, only a thin wall separating them. Your ass was so tight squeezing Yunho deliciously while your soaked pussy walls were so warm it made Jongho want to bust a nut there and then. But he waited. Both of them needing to feel you come first before either of them.

“Come on sugar. I wanna feel you come. Just let us feel you squeeze around us. Your cunt is so fucking tight. I could fuck it forever.” Jongho's dirty mouth pours out lewd words into your ear making you tip over the edge coming undone, squirting all over his cock, dripping onto the floor. Someone of your juices spilling onto Jongho’s and Yunho's legs making them both groan out. They continued to fuck you until Yunho emptied his hot load into your ass while Jongho pumped himself dry deep in your puffy cunt. You were filled to the brim with their seeds and you couldn’t ask for anything better.

“Come on doll, let’s get you dressed. We got a crowd of fans waiting for us.” Yunho's words made you shiver at the sheer fact of going on stage while dripping with their cum. Possessive fucks.

- ♥︎

[thechaoticplayer]

Stressed Out!

Author's note: eheh... Shu yamino brain rot rawr- for that one person who requested this (I totally forgot I'm sorry I have the memory of a rock) kinda got rushed at the end bc I was riding this whilst on public transportation :D

Summary: Shu has been awfully stressed lately, with all the rigid schedules and barely any sleep- however you offer a great idea to soothe our beloved sorcerer (sorcerer? I barely even know her)

Contains: nsfw content, blowjob, riding him, FILTH, I'm gonna devour this man whole ahem sorry, praising, not very rough sex, x fem reader, Shu yamino x reader, established relationship, sub! shu

None of my works are proofread!

'Shu seems unusually stressed,' you think to yourself, watching your boyfriend wash the dishes in the kitchen. Your chin propped up on your palms as you study his weary figure. You've noticed the bags underneath his eyes, which about intensifies the exhausted aura around him. You tried to wash the dishes yourself, but he protested, saying he was alright.

Which was bullshit. Shu always took care of you, so now it's your turn to take care of him.

You stand up from your chair by the counter, sauntering over to the back of him. You wrap your arms around his mid riff, pressing your chest against his back. Shu visibly stiffens for a moment, and then relaxes into your touch, rocking back and forth.

"Baby, you need to relax. You're such a workaholic," you mumble, ear against his back to hear his steady heartbeat.

"I just have a couple more things to do, don't worry about me," Shu replies, tossing a smile over his shoulder. You can feel the muscles in his shoulders flexing as he scrubs. "Then after that, I promise to relax and snuggle with you. Okay?"

You grumble, squeezing him hard and forcing him to grunt. "No. After you're done with those dishes, you're coming with me."

Shu glances back at you, using his magic to make the dish float into the dishwasher. "But-"

"No buts. Unless you rather me ignore you for the next week?" You threaten, arching a brow at him.

He shakes his head instantaneously. "Of course not!"

"Good." You give his back a light kiss. "I hate it when my boyfriend is so troubled. It's my duty to help you, you know."

"I know," Shu sighs, rinsing a bowl. "It's just between streaming and taxes and errand shopping... there's a lot for me to do."

"I can do all of those things."

"I know you can but..."

"But what?"

Shu puts away the final dish, drying his hands off. You back away so he can turn to face you. He scratches his neck. "It's just... I feel like I need to be the one to do things for you. I'm your boyfriend. I need to make sure you have all your needs met."

"I'm your girlfriend. I need to make sure your needs are met too," you counter, taking his hands in yours. Shu stares at your joined hands. "Being in a relationship doesn't mean one person has to do all the heavy lifting. Both have to shoulder each other's burdens and take care of each other. A two way street, if you will."

Shu tilts his head, watching you closely. A small smile adorns his face. He tugs you closer to you and brushes his lips against your forehead. "Thank you."

You beam at him happily and begin to guide Shu to the bedroom. "You're welcome! Now follow me."

The sorcerer obediently follows, your hand intertwined in his. You kick open the door dramatically, eliciting a exuberant laugh from him. You shuffle to the bed, plop down, and yanking him down with you. Shu lands beside you on his side and he laughs harder. You shift onto your side to face him, watching his face glow.

Shu slowly stops, his eyes traveling your face. A slight blush dusts his cheeks. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" You blink.

"Like..." Shu's gaze darts to the ceiling for a second. Then looks back at you. "With hearts in your eyes."

"Because I love you silly," you answer, a hand cupping his cheek. Shu nuzzles into it and you giggle. "I want to take care of you and love you."

His blush deepens and it he looks just so cute! You move closer to him, your nose bumping his. The sorcerer looks at you with slightly wide eyes, appearing like a startled cat. A puff of laughter brushes against his face from you. Shu's hand finds its home on the dip of your waist just as you lean in for a kiss.

It was gentle, and his lips were soft. A sign of affection and endearment. It was brief as you pulled back, however Shu chased your lips into another kiss, this time deeper and passionate. He almost seemed desperate.

You had to pull away for air, nearly gasping as your own cheeks warmed. Staring at each other with half-lidded eyes.

"Please..." A whisper so faint, you thought you weren't hearing right. The sorcerer's hand squeezed your waist, and you knew you were hearing right.

He needed you. And you knew exactly what to do.

You climb atop of your boyfriend, your mouth against his yet again. A soft whine muffled as you perch on him, one hand traveling down from his collarbone, down to his stomach. Shu's muscles tense underneath your touch.

Your lips ghost over his jawline, pressing a soft kiss there. Then your kisses trail down to the spot right under his ear. A little nip at the sensitive skin makes his breath hitch and you smile.

Your fingers dance across his stomach before sliding down to his pants. Just from touch alone, you can feel the tent growing underneath his sweatpants. And as you do so, Shu's hips jolt up slightly. You slowly circle the area before palming him through his pants.

"Mm..." A soft moan. You grip him gently and trace the tip, and the precum seeps through the fabric. His legs twitch as you continue your ministrations.

The sorcerer pants heavily, eyelids drooping and a red flush on his face as you stroke him, as well as kissing down his neck. Shu seems awfully sensitive to each of your touches. And very vocal.

"Baby please..." Shu whispers, bucking his hips up.

"Please what my love?" You coo, making him even more redder.

"I want you to..." he trails off, turning his head as if he were ashamed. His long hair spreads around his head like a halo and you cock your head to the side to look at him.

You hum, a slight puzzled look on your face. Shu glances back at you, biting his lip. Thinking if he should ask this of you or not.

"Do you want me to...?" Your nails drag across his pants, to the waistband and carefully tug down. Shu practically stops breathing, but doesn't tell you to stop.

You continue pulling down the waistband of both his sweats and boxers, his hard erection springing out. You could see every individual vein pulsing, the pre cum leaking from the rosy tip. You scoot backwards, one foot on the floor, then the other. You kneel on the floor, taking his base in a hand. Shu gets up on his elbows, watching with his chest heaving.

You squeeze and a low moan escapes your boyfriend. You trace a vein with a finger, then slip his length in your mouth. The reaction you get him from is perfect. A high whimper and Shu's head thrown back, hips slanted upward. You bob your head up and down, your tongue flattening against your boyfriend's tip. As you swallow him, you pump the base and beautiful noises exit from Shu's lips. His hand takes your hair, moving it out of your face.

"Feel so good, oh god," Shu gasps, shaking on his elbows. "D-doing so good- mm!"

You suck gently on the head of his cock and the sorcerer mewls, the sweetest noise you've heard. Your stomach flips, rubbing your thighs together as the heat flames in the bottom of your tummy.

With a wet pop, Shu's length pops out your mouth as you climb back on top of him. Your boyfriend watches you with a hand covering his mouth, ears bright pink. You quickly pull off your pants and panties, lining up his dick with your entrance.

Your boyfriend's eyes widen. "W-wait-!"

You descend upon his length and you both moan in unison. You can feel him in your walls, pulsing and stretching you out deliciously. Shu's hands grip your hips hard, his nails digging into your skin. His eyes shut, and you can see tears forming in the corners. With just one roll of your hips, the sorcerer has fallen apart.

"A-ah, baby, just like that," he moans, a mix of whimpers from his throat. "Please please please please-"

You begin to bounce up and down, slick covering his length and pelvis. Shu's head falls back onto the sheets as your core begins to milk his cock. Clenching around his erection, Shu was already so sensitive that within seconds he cums hard, a guttural moan ripping from his throat. Strings of his knot coats your insides and you gasp at the feeling. You slow down, the tightness in your stomach forming but you have already done what you needed.

"G-go ahead," Shu breathes, looking at you with pieces of his hair sticking to his forehead.

You scrunch your eyebrows together, your hands on his stomach. "But you already... came."

Shu shakes his head, slowly sitting up and the head of his cock kisses your g-spot. You bite your lip. "Want you to cum too."

You nod, before raising your hips down and dropping down. Shu swallows back his whines, not minding being overstimulated if it meant your enjoyment too. The relationship goes two ways, right?

"Just a bit- m-more," you whisper in his ear with stuttered breaths. A groan in response. You roll your hips and the tightness in your stomach just nearly gets there- you drop yourself onto his length again and you release, vision sparking white as you moan.

You collapse against him, Shu holding you in his arms as he falls back onto the mattress, trying to regain his breath. The sorcerer was still sheathed inside you, but neither of you made the move to... well move.

"Thank you so much," Shu whispers in your ear, kissing your temple lovingly. "It felt so good. I loved it."

You smile cheerfully. "I'm glad."

After a trip to the shower and getting into pajamas, you two cuddle together and watched movies for the rest of the day.

[deus-lapidis]

Forever and always.

— Diluc’s Wedding Layout [modern]

Characters: Diluc x fem!reader

Genre: fluff

A/N: this is written for @hiraya-rawr as a specialty treat in hopes of bringing her some joy. Therefore it was crafted with a female reader in mind, but imo, fuck gender norms and read it if you want to read it, as long as you’re comfortable <3

I’m also really sorry for being like…dead.. streaming and irl matters have consumed my time and genshin hasn’t been a bit tiring. I’m very hyped about Fontaine though!

Preparation and Planning [hehe…PP]

The attire

Diluc likes to spoil you. He has the money from his family business and on what else should he be spending it on if not on things that conjure such a sweet smile on your face :>

Though he cannot come with you to pick out your wedding dress, he makes sure that at least one of his maids will accompany you and of course bear his request in mind; for his lover to get nothing but the best, the finest and the most extraordinary to match your person!

Whatever you wish for, he will absolutely fund. Pearls or dainty jewels, lace or maybe silk, a veil or maybe a crown even? It will be yours, just say the word.

When it comes to his suit picking though, he has his brother tagging along with Venti and Rosaria, since they all invited themselves to the attire picking occasion. They spent so much time with the dawn winery heir that they practically HAVE to join in.

They make lots of stupid remarks though and poke fun, while having champagne, so Diluc also decides to confide in his childhood friend Jean and her little sister Barbara, texting the siblings to ask for their opinion.

They settle on a classy and sleek looking black suit with a few bronze touches that remind of his coat.

He gets a bit emotional once seeing himself in his wedding attire, cause then it really sinks in. He’s here. Picking out the suit that he’s gonna wear to his wedding, to YOUR wedding. Oh my god, he’s gonna marry you. You, the love of his life and his beloved partner ohdeararchons—

The bubbling champagne glasses of his cheery friends clink, a toast in the background, as he himself — refraining from alcohol while picking out such important garments — puts on his fifth potential wedding suit. The previous ones have been quite beautiful, but not to his taste in the end and he strived for your wedding to be absolutely perfect. While he was absentmindedly buttoning his black dress shirt, his thoughts drifted to you, his lovely fiancée. A small smile stretched out on his lips, one that he couldn’t fight when he thought of you, his ears dusted pink when he allowed himself to picture you in a wedding gown. Archons, was he ever so smitten.

The wedding cake

You two go to a local, fancy bakery to taste test and assemble your dream wedding cake.

That part was far less nerve wrecking, since it also sort of felt like a sweet date. You two were spending time at the bakery together and while he was actually never that fond of sweets, he enjoyed a lot of the cakes.

He watched you with his gentle vermilion gaze, he was utterly and hopelessly smitten <3

Well frankly said he also found that they tasted a lot better, since you were insisting on feeding him the different cake flavours :)

You settled on a dark chocolate cake, since it seemed to be a rather classic flavour, rich and bittersweet.

The sweet scents of cake samples waft through the tasting room, you sitting there with him and gleefully trying the next flavour.

“Mhm! Diluc, try this. I think you’ll like it.” You lifted the fork to his lips, offering your fiancé a bite of coffee cake, gently prodding his mouth with the utensil.

He chuckled at your gesture, smitten eyes gazing at you in amusement, before accepting the bite and letting the cake melt on his tongue.

He really could get used to this.

The actual wedding:

Boy, he’s so nervous.

So here’s the thing, his father had always been an anchor for him for anxious moments in his young years, Crepus being there to validate and reassure his son. During adulthood he found himself bottling things up and managing just fine, yet in this moment, he feels like a vulnerable young boy again. Yes, he’s suited up for his adult wedding with his very adult beloved. His once innocent eyes, now matured over time, staring back at him in the mirror, his strong facial features of an unshakable man and yet he feels so young and helpless.

His brother had to come and calm him down a little, even almost resorting to calling you via phone to help his awkward redhead brother relax, but they ended up managing on their own.

(Venti put on a stupid song and Diluc’s nervousness easily transformed into stressed aggravation.)

The first look had him in tears. He’s quite sniffly, but he’s trying to contain himself for the sake of the wedding and his image. Truthfully, he’s really excited to marry you. You are wonderful inside and out and he can’t wait for you to be his and for him to be yours.

As soon as he (somewhat) recovered, he opted to wrap his arms around you, forehead pressing against yours, as he whispers sweet nothings to you.

“I love you. My darling.”

Finally, it was was ceremony time! Tears were shed. A lot of them. Vows were exchanged through more tears and croaked out chuckles.

The kiss was chaste and loving, just utterly perfect, a perfect start for your married life.

Bennett cried, Razor was happy to be included, Klee was the little flower girl, Fischl was ??? Oz was translating.

Kaeya held the absolutely most perfect speech as the best man. More tears were shed. Both because of gooey soft feelings and just utter amusement at his funny remarks and embarrassing Diluc anecdotes.

The first dance was a dreamy but nervous waltz, Diluc’s refined training as a young boy slipping out as he lead you. Gently swirling you while his own eyes focused on your shared joy, smiling ever so softly at you in an absolutely love drunk fashion.

Diluc offered you his hand, leading you to the dance floor when his brother announced the first dance of the newlyweds.

Pulling you closer to his body, he placed one hand on your waist, while the other held your right hand, he smiled encouragingly when you placed your left hand on his shoulder.

You followed his steps, swaying and twirling to the familiar music. Your eyes never breaking away from each other, smitten love radiating from the both of you.

He looked incredibly handsome like this, hair out of his face, lips curled upwards in happiness. You never wanted to forget this moment.

In his eyes, your bright smile was something to be engraved and tucked away into his heart forever.

Eventually the music died down, leaving you two swaying in each other’s arms happily, him pressing a kiss on your forehead, before resting his head against yours.

“I love you. Forever and always.”

[pttwice]

momo toddles up to jihyo, her footsteps light (or so she thinks) as she sneaks up to jihyo's desk. she raises her arms, the slightly too large hood of her brown bear onesie obscuring her view of jihyo even more.

"rawr!" momo pops up, raising her arms as high as she can to try and scare her mama.

jihyo jumps, not too scared since momo dragged down every pillow and the remote on her way over to scare her. "oh no! where did you come from, little bear? did you eat my baby?"

momo giggles and rawrs again, her growl turning into a squeal as momo scoops her up. she carries the little to the couch and sets her down, lifting her shirt so she can tickle it.

"where's my little peach? let her go, you mean bear!" jihyo's words sound harsh, but her tone is full of nothing but adoration as she pushes the onesie hood back.

"not a bear, mama! momo! momo!" momo giggles and reaches for jihyo's face, gently tugging it down so their noses are touching.

jihyo presses a gentle kiss to momo's chin, a sigh of relief leaving her. "oh, thank goodness. there's my little peach."

"momo scawy."

jihyo nods, a wide grin on her face as she peppers kisses across momo's forehead. she chuckles softly, the sound of their laughter filling the room. "did a bear gobble you up, little peach?"

momo shakes her head vigorously and smiles. she presses a big, wet kiss to jihyo's cheek and pulls her hood back over her head. "no, mama! jus' jammies."

jihyo sighs another breath in relief and nods. "oooh, that's right, little peach. mama forgot that you had such a comfy onesie. it got super cold last night, huh?"

momo nods and sits up. she curls herself into jihyo's lap, her head tucked underneath jihyo's chin. she's about to ask her mama a question, but her tummy growling like she did only a few minutes ago interrupts her.

"sounds like someone's hungry from scaring mama, isn't she?"

momo nods and pats her tummy. she tilts her head, looking up at jihyo as she points to her open mouth.

"okay, little bear. let's get you some food, huh?"

[georgegraphys]

Max "The "dutch lion" of the Netherlands royal army. Crown prince of netherlands. Masters of all sorts. Winning every combat and fight. Go to the battlefield for everyone he loves" Verstappen

George "pampered british prince who calls his Maxie Taxie "rawr rawr", Nico's princess and Jenson's cutesy little brother. Never touch a sword. Never lift his finger. Never roll on the mud" Russell

Something me and Sharu made

[justporo]

A Night of Song and Laughter (Part 12)

From now on, parts will come out on AO3 and tumblr simultaneously.

The part in which Astarion literally asks "Want to know what else is big?" *wink wink*

Spurred on by all the surprises and shocks of the night Astarion and Tav share a short moment of shameless flirting in a dark alleyway - rawr. Because for Astarion there is never a bad moment to make Tav squirm.

Background music for their flirtatious behaviour: Whatchugot - Caro Emerald

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Astarion/Fem!Tav (You)

(Gif from here!)

You made to leave the courtyard through a small iron gate that led to a dark alley. At the end of it guards were positioned. You both positioned yourself to cling to the darkness of the alleyway – this felt incredibly familiar by now. They couldn’t see you now since you were hidden by shadows, but this exit was not an option.

“So, you’re the resident drunkard. Any ideas on how to sneak around them?”, Astarion asked with a whisper while crouching down next to you. You threw him a death glare but nodded and moved ahead.

There were several alleys connected to this one through which one could easily almost all of the lower city. And you knew almost all of them, an occupational advantage you were now more than happy to have.

So, you snuck down several shadowy alleys in complete silence. You didn’t even feel like you needed to look back and check on Astarion. Far as you knew, he was probably more proficient in this than you were.

When several minutes had passed and you were several streets away from the tavern you slowly stood up and said: “I guess we are far enough.” “Good, this brings back memories I am not fond of at all”, Astarion replied with disgust and he almost gagged when a rat decided to pitter-patter directly across his foot.

“I’m sorry I have to make you do this, Astarion”, you replied to that and looked at him with compassion. “Don’t worry, my love, I can handle myself. Also” – here he stepped closer to you with a mischievous twinkle in his red eyes – “I have quite a plethora of ideas how to replace said memories with much better ones.” He came closer while his voice dropped lower making you walk back until he had you against a wall for the second time this night. He placed one of his hands with those long, elegant fingers next to your head and leaned to you but not quite touching you. You leaned back against a wall, putting one foot up on it in a relaxed manner and let your head rest against the stones. You felt like a girl being chatted up by the boy she had been eyeing the entire evening.

“Plethora, hm? That’s quite a big word to use on someone that had so much to drink”, you answered and looked down at Astarion’s chest. His shirt had opened up a bit more because of the fight and flight. You lifted your hands to the strings spanning over his opened collar and started toying with them while making doe eyes at your vampire. He leaned in even closer his face so close you could see the fine lines in his iris even in the dark. “You want to know what else is big?”, he purred, his voice deep and dripping with sinful promise.

You chose to make him work for it. “Hmm, quite a few things spring to mind, frankly”, you replied playfully and arched your back a little to raise your breasts coquettishly into Astarion’s field of view. He raised an eyebrow in appreciation and took in the view, tongue in cheek. You continued: “Your vocabulary, for starters… your love for me… your fangs… your ego, certainly…” His eyes narrowed at you in suspicion. He wasn’t quite sure if you were teasing him but he still wasn’t above enjoying to watch you writhe in the narrow space between his body and the wall. “Also”, you raised your voice and made big eyes at him as if you’d only just thought of something. Astarion’s lips opened in anticipation, and he moved closer into your space. “Your co…” – his eyes sparked at you, his lips almost at your neck – “omprehensive knowledge of all things having to do with arts, literature and history.”

Astarion stopped, only millimetres from your neck. You could barely stop yourself from snorting and laughing but wanted to see his reaction to your insolent behaviour and dearly hoped he wouldn’t decide to just rip your throat out.

But the vampire just broke down laughing manically and buried his face on your shoulder. You couldn’t hold it in now too and so you laughed until your tummy hurt and tears streamed down your face. It was certainly amplified by all the happenings of the night and the fact that you were absolutely exhausted, but you couldn’t care less.

Astarion slowly let his face slide off your shoulder slowly while still chuckling and looked up at you whose face was contorted by laughter. He grabbed your face with both hands a planted a silly, loud, wet and smacking smooch on your mouth. “You know how much I love you, my sweet sweet darling?”, Astarion asked and gave you another smooch. You made a disgusted face and tried to push him away while sticking your tongue out in revulsion: “Eww!” But he was stronger than you and forced you to endure it. “I love you and you’re also the best friend I could imagine”, Astarion beamed at you. “Yeah, who the fuck other than me would put up with you idiot”, you said grumpily and grabbed the flap of his shirt collar to wipe his spit of your mouth. “Love you too though, and you’re also my best friend”, you mumbled back to him to which you received a genuine sweet kiss from the pale elf.

“Did the ‘you wanna know what else is big’ line ever work though? That was low even for you”, you asked him. He simply shrugged and leaned his head to one side while looking at you: “Good thing then I won’t need lines like these to get in your pants. Or flattery. Next time I’ll just kick the legs out from right under you and just have my way with you on the street without saying a single word – just moaning into one of your pointy ears, love.”

Whoops, that absolutely did the trick. You blushed and gulped at his ‘promise’, your core clenched. The bastard just smirked at you – knowing he had won. “But thanks for ruining the mood, you idiot”, he said and placed his lips on your forehead for a brief moment. “It’s not like you had me all hot and bothered since before we arrived at Maeve’s and kept teasing me the entire night or anything”, he sighed dramatically. “You’re one to talk, Astarion, Sir ‘There will be no boundaries when we’ll be alone’.” “Oh, and look where we’re at right now, love”, Astarion countered and leaned closer to you again. The mood certainly had swung back to steaming hot quite quickly. And the sparkle in Astarion’s ruby eyes did nothing to cool your lust for this man.

The blade that suddenly appeared at his throat though worked wonders and replaced the fire with icy dread.

Tags: @daedriclys

[on-a-lucky-tide]

I have so much love for the forty plus year old man currently doing a HIIT class with his wife on the gym floor. He is the only man among ten women. He could be lifting weights nearby. He's laughing, he's looking at his wife with adoring eyes, he's shit at it, he's having the time of his life, he's there to uplift his partner. Masculinity that makes you go brrrrrr.

[cloudcountry]

Holy crow congratulations on 1k my dude! 🎉 I freaking love your writing so much! I'm constantly giggling or bouncing around and your writing lives in my head rent free how are you so talented?! I'm so so sorry this is kinda last minute but if you're still accepting requests for the event may I request Lilia + hostage please? Congrats again and I hope you have a lovely day/night/morning! Stay safe out there!

THIS IS THE LAST ONE :((( tbh i had so many requests roll in that i'm a bit relieved BUT ALSO DONT GET ME WRONG this was a fun event and i loved loved loved talking to all of you!!! please feel free to drop by my inbox if you ever want to <3

ANYWAYS!!!! hello anon!!! :D thank you so much!!!!!

aM!Q?>?!?>@ UM i started writing quite a while ago actually so i guess practice?? UM IDK HELP IM SO GLA DYOU LIKE MY WRITING THAT MUCH IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY TO KNOW PEOPLE ENJOY IT WHHAHHAWHAHWAHA

PLS don't apologize!! last minute isn't late <3 i hope your day or night as lovely as well, make sure you take care of yourself!! <33

this takes place when silver was a child!! C:

LILIA VANROUGE + HOSTAGE (1k event details)

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“Help me!” you cry, hiding under a blanket form as you shake in your fairytale getup, “Oh please! Won’t somebody save me from this fearsome dragon?!”

“Rawr!” Lilia yells, arms outstretched and fingers curled threateningly, “I’m the big evil dragon that looooves eating little knights!”

You hear Silver giggle from behind the couch, but neither you nor Lilia acknowledge it. He puts on quite the show of trying to find the small human, even going so far as to lift a vase and scratch his head in mock confusion.

You watch as Silver clambers over the back of the couch, wooden sword in hand. He brandishes it with a grin and nods at you as if to say, “don’t worry. I’m here to save you.”

You smile back.

Lilia hums loudly as he continues to search for Silver, proclaiming all the ways in which he could gobble him up. You almost choke on your spit when Lilia makes a comment about eating Silver’s nose, but manage to keep quiet.

Silver stands on the back of the couch, feet wobbling as he tries to stay steady. With a loud yell, he jumps off the back of the couch and traps Lilia in a headlock.

“Oh! Ooooh!” Lilia screeches dramatically and Silver whacks him with the sword, “Woe is me! I’ve been defeated!”

“I did it! I beat the dragon!” Silver cheers, jumping off his father and rushing towards you, “I saved you!”

“Yes you did Silver.” you smile softly, rubbing his head, “Good job. I’m so proud of you.”

[woso-dreamzzz]

Chook's Halloween

Kewis x Child!Reader

Summary: The thirteenth of my Halloween-centric fics

"Looking good, Sam!" Erin whistles," Indiana Jones!"

Sam rolls her eyes. "Don't say that with Chook around. She won't be very happy."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because I'm not Indiana Jones."

"Yes, you are. You're all-" Erin makes a vague gesture "-Sexy."

Sam laughs. "Well don't let Kristie hear you say that."

"If you're not Indiana Jones then who are you?"

"Owen Grady."

"Who?"

"Owen Grady."

"Who's that? Your neighbour?"

"No," Sam replies, rolling her eyes," The guy from Jurassic World."

Clarity dawns in Erin's eyes. "Oh, so this is a Chook costume."

"Yeah," Sam admits," It's a Chook costume. She was very excited. Kristie's meant to be Claire, Helen's Maisie."

"And Chook's a dinosaur?"

Sam sighs. "And Chook's a dinosaur."

The door to the gym swings open again and someone shrieks.

You trot in, arms lifted up like a dinosaur.

"Well," Erin says," That's certainly-"

"Blue!" You say, pulling up your velociraptor mask to reveal your face," I'm Blue, Erin! From Jurassic World! Rawr!"

Your excitement is palpable as you run around the gym in my dinosaur costume.

"Should I know who Blue is?" Erin asks as she watches you sneak up behind Millie to scare her.

"It's the velociraptor from Jurassic World," Sam explains," The one that doesn't die."

"They die?"

"Yeah but don't bring it up to Chook. It makes her cry."

Halloween is always hit or miss for you.

You either enjoy it so much you're bursting from happiness or you're too scared to even watch some Halloween movies with your mothers and spend your time curled up with Helen and your toys.

Sam doesn't want this ruined for you even if it's just an accidental comment on Erin's part.

"Mom!" You call and Sam turns to give you some attention.

"Yes, Chook?"

"Mom, look! I'm a dinosaur! Rawr!"

"Wow," Sam says in mock shock," You really scared me there, Chook."

"Don't worry, Mom," You say, patting her side," I'm not actually a real dinosaur. It's just a mask. See." You pull your mask up so Sam can see your face. "It's still me."

Sam looks down at you with a fond smile, lightly ruffling your hair and tugging at the tail at the back of your costume. "Well I'm glad it's still you Chook. I'd hate to have to explain to Mommy that we've got a little dinosaur now and not a little girl."

"Don't worry," You tell her," I'm not old enough for be a full dinosaur yet. Maybe next year though."

Sam laughs, sliding your mask back over your face. "Maybe next year."

Training is lots of fun with everyone so impressed by your dinosaur costume and the staff even give you lots of sweeties even though you didn't Trick-or-Treat them.

"Mommy!" You call as Sam unlocks the apartment door," Mommy, we're back!"

Kristie pops her head around the wall. "Oh, wow, Chook, looking good."

"Silly, Mommy," You rebuke her, giggling as she flutters kisses over your face," You saw me this morning."

"And I can't think you're still looking good? Maybe you're the silly one Chook."

"You're not dressed yet," You look at Kristie through narrowed eyes," You have to dress up, Mommy. It's a family costume. It can't just be me, Mom and Helen."

Kristie laughs. "There's plenty of time. We've still got to eat dinner before we go trick or treating."

You huff, blowing out all of your air noisily. "But that's ages away!"

Kristie ruffles your hair, taking your mask from you to put on the side. "Well little dinosaurs like you can't go out trick or treating without being fully fed. You might eat everyone!"

"Silly, Mommy. I'm not big enough to eat people yet."

"I don't look the way she said 'yet'," Sam snickers to Kristie before addressing you," Well, you won't get big enough to do that if you don't eat. Mommy's cooked us some dino nuggies."

You narrow your eyes in thought, darting them between Sam and Kristie.

"Triceratops nuggies?"

"Uh-huh."

You nod. "Good because they're herbivores. Carnivores like me eat herbivores!"

[20doozers]

★Secret★

TW: jerking off/masturbation, pervy thoughts (kinda), use of y/n, third person, gn!reader, making bets, oblivious reader, wet dreams, palming, smut,

“Fuck-“ Georg groaned, his head tilting back as his hands gripped at your hair, pushing your head down on his cock as you deepthroated him. The room was filled with lewd groans and slurping noises, along with some soft gagging on your part. Fuck, you were good.. really good.

Georg was jolted awake from his dream by footsteps in the hallway, the noise of some giggling teens coming from outside as they passed his hotel room door. He groaned as he sat up in bed, glancing over at the alarm clock on the hotel bedside table, 5:00am. He let out a tired sounding grunt, hesitating before lifting up the covers to peek beneath his blankets. Lo and behold he was hard, so hard in fact that there was a small wet spot of pre, assumingly from his wet dream about y/n.

Be was a bit unsure, jerking off to y/n? What was he? A crazy fan boy? Yet he pushed those thoughts aside as he pulled down his pajama pants, just enough to free his aching erection. He took his cock in his hand, starting to slowly pump his hand up and down his shaft. His hand moved at a slow pace, and speeding up slightly as his mind flashed with explicit images of you, his imagination running wild.

He moaned quietly, biting down on his lip to keep his noise down as he slowly stroked himself, speeding up his pace quite a bit. His hand still stroked at his shaft as the other hand came up to palm the head of his cock. The pleasure was almost too intense, rows of goosebumps prickling at his skin as pleasure coursed through his veins.

“Fuck- fuck- fuck-“ Georg whined, he was so close to cumming, he couldn’t stop now, no way. He continued to palm the head of his cock, his whines and cries too hard to hold back in such a state. And with a few last rubs he came, his head falling back as strangled cries of your name fell from his lips as his climax spilled over him. His cock was still throbbing from the intensity, his now soft cock still grasped in his hand as he tried to catch his breath. His chest was heaving and his body was sticky with sweat, spurts of cum coating the palm of his hand as he bonelessly melted into the pillows.

“You okay georg? You sounded like you were upset this morning..” You asked, clearly oblivious that he had been jerking off to the thought of you on the other side of the wall.

“Yeah, just had a nightmare.” Georg brushed it off, taking a bite of his waffles as the two of you sat at the table having been forced to have breakfast with the rest of the band.

“Oh, okay.. well if you need help call me next time.” You hummed, thinking you were just making a kind offer. Georg nodded and went back to eating, a small flush forming on his cheeks from the offer. You heard a quiet snicker from Tom as he leaned over and whispered to bill, shrugging it off since you couldn’t hear him.

“20€, pay up.” Tom said smugly to bill, watching as the ravenette rolled his eyes and handed Tom the money, watching him greedily shove it in his pocket. Nobody knows what the two had made a bet on, but most likely it was Georg’s little secret.

YAYY FINALLY A FIC IS OUT!! It’s a bit of a short one but I wrote it at like 2am while delirious so don’t judge me and excuse any mistakes. I’m working on a longer fic I just wanted to post something to keep you little goblins (hopefully) satisfied while I work on it. Love you guys💕

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[tsume-ks]

Aliens and de extinction part 2

"Human, I said I wasn't going to visit your house. I said I didn't want to watch those documentaries about those giant extinct animals. However. I question where the beasts went."

"My friend, I already told you that was a series of movies. We they aren't real."

"You said the animals were. So where did they go?"

"Is this about how we brought animals like the dodo back? De extinction wouldn't work on dinosaurs." The human shrugged their shoulders. "Maybe someone will reverse engineer them, but dinosaurs are permanently extinct. Except birds."

"Again with the birds. Terry has been chewing on my membranes again."

"Terry!" The human reached down and offered their arm to their bird. She laughed, lifting her feather crest. "Bad bird Terry."

"Dino go rawr." Terry laughed again

"Human, what do you mean reverse engineered?"

"How do you think we got as much information about Denisovans as we do? We figured out what bits were theirs, and based on Neanderthal DNA and a bit from that one group of African people we think we've figured out the denisovans. Of course, until we get more DNA, we won't know for sure.

I heard someone was starting work on making a chicken into a dinosaur mimic."

"Human. No."

"Oh, did I tell you about the borophagines?"

"Human, please. What is that?"

"Well, we've brought back a couple of the species, not a lot, just enough to try and study them. Generally, they're known as bone crusher dogs. The last group to exist were the dire wolves."

"Human, why are you lot like this?"

"I don't know, but this stuff is cool. I still prefer the birds. Right now we're figuring out the biggest penguin ever."

"I'm leaving again. I'm not coming back. This time I mean it. "