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Mark Hoffman
#requested#hope you like it!!#mark hoffman#saw#saw v#saw films#saw franchise#mark hoffman aesthetic#mark hoffman saw#mark hoffman moodboard#saw aesthetic#saw moodboard#saw v aesthetic#saw v moodboard#aestethics#aesthetics#aestethic#mood board#moodboard#films#film#movies
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bargue plates - the eye x book of hours palettes
Top to bottom:
✨ Book of Hours
⚜️ Book of Hours for the Use of Paris
❣️ Book of Hours of Jean de Lannoy
🌌 The Black Hours
#I recently bought a book called “Beautiful Book Designs” by Hiroshi Unno#and while flipping through i saw that there were multiple variations of the Book of Hours#and they were all so pretty!#I WANTED TO EAT ALL THE COLORS (✧ᴗ✧)#tho there's smthing abt The Black Hours that just hits different ngl🖤#anyway played with the colors on some eye bargue plates i was drawing#i was supposed to keep drawing plates but um ... yeah#1 down ... 196 to go? \( ; v ; )/#bargue plates#eye drawing#eye painting#eye makeup#book of hours#medieval aesthetic#medieval art#art studies#color studies#my art
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#saw franchise#saw 2004#sawposting#saw movies#saw#sawtism#amanda young#amanda young my beloved#efemcelical#lesbian#lesbianism#wlw#wlw community#wlw yearning#wlw blog#pretty girl blogger#girl blogger#sapphic yearning#sapphism#sapphic#horror aesthetic#horror#reverse bear trap#needles#red aesthetic#saw fanart#saw v#saw x#saw x (2023)#john kramer
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I saw fanart of Embrace with vampire wings so this happened
#identity v#victor grantz#identity v postman#identity v the postman#idv postman#i should really start an art tag here#did i have one? i dont know kandknskdnks#i got lazy to colour on the right the wings are supposed to be made of that lava shit all over his body#but i got. distracted by his thighs. how does this keep happening im going to throw myself out a window#but i love the idea of fucking lava wings. i think he deserves it#im going to be cringe n edgy on side#also i also saw ish's bloody sword skin design which added to the mid back wings. half aesthetics half. cursed lava physics#a comparison to to.kyo gho.ul was made in my mind regarding that im really going insane with this one
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* . ⊹ ° 𖦹 🗝️ 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚑. ❀
#mark hoffman#saw mark hoffman#saw#saw franchise#saw posting#sawposting#saw v#saw vi#brown aesthetic#brown icons#brown moodboard#saw icons#costas mandylor#horror icons#horror movies#messy moodboard#carrd material#carrd icons#lq icons#carrd stuff#messy mb#random icons#coffinshipping#hoffstrahm#carrd inspo#carrd resources#autumn moodboard#random moodboard
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Looking Good and Feeling Fine . ( slay )
. . . A Future Uncertain ! ┃ A Sword in Hand !
The Peril of Brother Grimm . ┃ July 4, 1978. . .
#i'm just certifiable™️ over her outfits is all#almost all of these things are affordable too!#assuming she thrifted them or something!#let's just ignore the $520 pair of sunglasses --#i found them before i saw the price 😔#who needs polyvore when you have ms paint#(miss you fallen soldier)#i'll inevitably change the aesthetic of these#and end up reuploading them probs#i SHOULD upload this to my fanblog#and reblog it here#but alas.......#( a e s t h e t i c . )#( c h . s t u d y . )#( e d i t s . )#( v i s a g e . )
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You be the Beast and I'll be the Beauty, beauty Who needs true love as long as you love me truly I want it all, but I want you more Will you wake me up boy if I bite your poison apple
@finalslay
#mel aesthetics#audio#this is it#the one song that made me finally give them a tag#I just yelled when I saw these lines#and I knew I had to tag the brat prince hahaha#'[Adam] who needs true love as long as you love me truly'#v: tale as old as time
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#took these b/c Just This Morning i saw a tweet abt Death Becomes Her (via the musical opening on broadway this october)#that had me look at the poster like Ohhh Just Like Cosmo i.e. i now realize this is surely a reference to that#it's really fun b/c That Doesn't Matter / you do not have to realize lol. like i think i enjoy things all the more for Not getting a ref#afaik the mismatched / fake legs is not a specific reference lmao but. even though the Torso Hole felt v specific obv didn't know that one#and given the other Visual On The Poster that isn't the more boring version is the [twisted around 180 degrees neck]#does it count when that also happens to cosmo when he's distracted by their passion for mail? who can say#i mean the moment is presumably that ''see? Not Real Humans'' element too anyway lol. given that it feels uncomfortable but is not lethal#cosmo & extra tiny wanda....cosmo & Backless Expanded Shirt Model so the visual Empty Body gag reads better / more strikingly#love the aesthetics of his abdominal jellybeans. candy becomes him
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I kinda want to reread Dune and maybe finally read all the Herbert penned ones, but
There is something that bothers me about it that I can't quite put my finger on. Like, I'm not sure, broad strokes, what Herbert was fuckin getting at. There's some (kinda awkward but I think well intentioned) anti racism and anti imperialism but beyond that ??????? Why is this story like this.
And I guess it's mostly the gender essentialism that makes me so pained about it. Like how much wisdom can a guy whose worldview rested on something this fucking wrong really impart. Like, Lord of the Rings mostly avoids this by there barely being women in it at all.
#dune#duneposting#I think this may be actually true: Herbert saw Lawrence of Arabia at a formative age and that left a big impression on him#Again comparing to Lord of the Rings: your hero is a v. average dude versus your hero is the most specialist boy chosen one ever#And I am tired of chosen ones#*sweeps my WoL under the rug* you didn't see that#I think Dune falls on the “free will is fake” side of the spectrum too which is..... Interesting#And rewatching the first film I kinda started to see the seams whereas this is a story I was just boggled by before#I think the movie rests on the aesthetics very hard and the aesthetics are like Turbo Brutalism Masculinity and Women Are Aliens Probably#A little relatively moderate near eastern inspired stuff but man even that idk
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Thank you transwomen (in general but also) for the term "boymode" bc using that terminology for myself as a transguy (so, "girlmode") has been the only way I've been able to aptly and succinctly describe whatever the hell was going on *vaguely gestering to my adolescence from ages 15 to 19* there.
#hope i'm not overstepping or saying some dumb shit LMFAO#but like. speaking v generally. esp in the beginning of unpacking 'oh fuck i. i don't think i'm a girl.'#i found i related a lot more to transfemme experiences of living one way for so long all your life playing A Role#and in some cases leaning heavily into masculinity to 'prove' you couldn't possibly be a woman#than like. so many transmasc experiences i'd see online of like 'oh i always knew.'#and the staples of the experience being like. tomboyish. baggy hoodies. ect.#and like i'm not saying any of that in a derogatory or dismissive way. it's just so much of what i saw as a teen#'researching' being trans so i can be a better 'ally' to my friends and classmates LMFAOO#also this is why the narrative of transmen being 'lost girls' and 'just tomboys' is SOOOO stupid it's funny to me like.#there was a very short stint in middle school where i was more 'tomboyish' in appearance#very quickly it was corrected out of me by the influence of loved ones and myself. that wasn't Really Me#let me tell you. the combination of people pleaser/autistic masking is INSANE esppp when you're in an Evil Setting for it LMFAO#<- evil setting being my specific brand of christianity i was brought up w#but case and point i don't think i was ever actually a tomboy. i was HIGHLY feminine actually.#and i found a lot of delights in feminity too! esppp a love of fashion and cute aesthetics#so like. describing my experience w gender/presentation has always been really difficult language-wise#saying 'when i was a girl' doesn't feel right cause i never was one. just played A Role. i didn't always know though.#i didn't even realize i WAS playing a role. also there were things i genuinely loved and enjoyed associated w feminity.#and saying 'post transition' is weird to me too bc. i'm not? there yet? i'm not done yet.#and any which way of trying to describe 'when i came out' is clunky bc i was always outed/forced out#like. multiple times. even before i had the time to explore it/make sense of it myself.#def rambling but. girlmode and autistic masking are synonyms to me now. it captures everything.#i swear to god the parallels between autism/being trans drive me INSANE to me they are always informing one another.#like i feel like i could write an entire fucking essay about it. if i was an academic i would fucking KILL it
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@bloodypuzzle
“How do I look away now that I have seen you?”
— — Rachel Mennies, from “April 18, 2017,” The Naomi Letters
#mel aesthetics#words#this makes me feel things#particularly when she saw him for real#after the botched trap and being rescued#(or the equivalent in other AUs!)#'[Lawrence] let me be the bleeding heart you need to keep going'#v: speak not of retribution but of a reawakening#v: war makes fools of us all (but so does love)#v: a thousand years of longing
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rafi ramirez tag dump
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#rafi ramirez⭐headcanon#rafi ramirez⭐open#rafi ramirez⭐aesthetic#rafi ramirez⭐verse intro#rafi ramirez⭐interactions#rafi ramirez⭐starter call#rafi ramirez⭐there was an idea [v. marvel]#rafi ramirez⭐i saw the man that wasn't there [v. occult]#tag dump
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Can I get petite reader x rafe with size difference and some holiday vibes?
Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected p + v, raunchy humor,
Do not let the banner fool you into thinking this is Rafe x OC — it’s not. I just likes the aesthetic of Sabrina’s pictures and her little dress
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Ipad in hand and hair rollers on, you went over everything in the house, making sure all the preparations for tonight were done. It was your first time hosting a Christmas dinner, and you wanted it to be perfect, knowing Rose would nitpick on the smallest things. You wanted your father to ask for a second serving of turkey, and your mother to compliment the wrapping paper under your massive Christmas tree. For Sarah to tell you how delicious your Grinch cookies were—
‘’The wine! Can you ask Sarah if she got the wine your father likes? I thought we had a bottle left, but I can’t find any,’’ you asked Rafe, who was coming down the stairs after his shower, freshly shaved and smelling strongly on the cologne you loved.
He hummed, pulling out his phone and sending his sister a quick text. ‘’Anything else, baby?’’
Eyes still on the list, most of the dots were checked. ‘’Can you get the fancy wine glasses down from the top cabinet? I can’t reach them.’’
‘’Can’t reach very high when you’re three apples tall,’’ Rafe teased, an amused smirk at the corner of his lips.
You glared at him. ‘’I’m not three apples tall! I’m regular sized.’’
It wasn’t true, and you both knew it. You were just about Wheezie’s height — who was thirteen years old.
Rafe chuckled at your reaction and went to the kitchen for the wine glasses. He reached the top cabinet and grabbed the glasses with ease, handing the first four to you. He brought the other fours to the counter where you had placed the wine opener.
Then, you disappeared back to the living room and up the stairs to finish your hair, seeing as there was only an hour before your parents would arrive. Rafe followed and watched you standing in front of the mirror of your ensuite bathroom in your small red and white festive dress, which was driving him crazy. The way it hugged your body and made you look like a little doll in a Christmas outfit. He didn’t think he would love that childish looking dress when he saw it on the hanger — he compared it to one of Sarah’s when she was little —, but now he wanted nothing more than to flip the skirt up and take you right there.
‘’At what time is it acceptable to kick everyone out?’’ he asked, already looking forward to being alone with you.
‘’Don’t be a Grinch, Rafe. No one has arrived yet,’’ you warned as you took out another one of the rollers. Your hair was so bouncy and pretty. You’ll need to ask Sarah to take nice pictures of you and Rafe so you can hang them in the house.
Rafe shook his head. ‘’I’m not being a Grinch. I just really want to fuck you in that dress,’’ he said casually, making a smile bloom across your lips. His smirk grew into a cocky grin, and he continued. ‘’I was thinking under the tree?’’ he began, his voice low and full of desire. ‘’So you can be my little present that I get to unwrap. Or, in front of the fireplace like they do in movies. What do you think?’’
You put down your last roller, and grabbed the hairspray and brush to smooth everything a little. ‘’I think…that you should get dressed. Can’t welcome our guests in sweatpants.’’
Although you moved into this house last November, you and Rafe had yet to host a holiday dinner. The Camerons rented a nice cabin last Christmas — as they did every year. You went skiing, and ice skating with Sarah and Wheezie. And Thanksgiving was spent at your parents’ — your mother loved Thanksgiving.
‘’Alright,’’ Rafe replied, eyeing his clean pants and a crisp button up you had priorly set nicely on the bed.
He was perfectly capable of picking his clothes and dressing nicely, but the nerves of hosting had you searching through his closet and picking what he would wear for tonight.
When you were both ready, you went back downstairs. Your father had called saying he was going to run a little late due to a closed road and traffic. Moving to Charleston after college had been difficult for them. They assumed that you would come back home, and instead you bought a house seven hours away from them.
‘’Rafe, I said no,’’ you repeated, avoiding Rafe’s grasp.
He was faster than you, quickly catching you when you walked by the couch. He wrapped his arms around your hips and pulled you closer to him, leaning down to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck. ‘’But you said your parents would be late. Come on, baby. Just a quick one?’’
You shook your head, dodging his kisses. ‘’Rafe…’’
The offer was tempting. It didn’t help that he smelled good and looked so damn hot in his white button up.
‘’You're not being fair,’’ he retorted, chuckling darkly. ‘’Walking around in that tiny dress. Look what you did to me,’’ Rafe pressed his tented pants to your ass. ‘’I can’t welcome your parents with this rock hard beast in my pants. How inappropriate would that be?’’
You couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out as he pressed the evidence of his arousal against you. ‘’That’s your problem.’’
He grinned, leaning down to steal a kiss, his lips brushing your glossy ones just enough to send a shiver down your spine. ‘’Not my fault you look so damn good in that dress.’’
‘’Horn-dog,’’ you muttered, trying to hide your smile.
‘’Around you? Always.’’
You laughed again, but it was cut short by a squeal when your feet left the floor and Rafe threw you over his shoulder in one fluid motion. Your skirt rode up, exposing even more of your thighs as you wriggled awkwardly over his shoulder. Rafe chuckled, his hand coming to smack your exposed ass cheek.
Rafe set you down on the divan, which turned out to be one of your favorite furniture purchases. Who would have thought that a couch could be convenient for so many different sex positions?
''You gonna fill my stocking?'' you asked, looking up at Rafe with sparkling eyes and glossy lips. For the sake of being naughty, you lifted the skirt of your dress, flashing your red panties. They were small, and not hiding much.
That made Rafe groan, his gaze roamed your body with a hungry gleam in his eyes that made it clear how much he wanted you. ''Fuck,'' he mumbled in a low, gruff voice, hurriedly unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants. ‘’You been walking around like that all this time?’’
You grinned in response. ‘’I’m on the naughty list, aren’t I?’’
‘’Top of the fucking naughty list, yeah,’’ Rafe agreed, rubbing himself over his tight boxers. His eyes caught the gold ‘R’ around your neck, glistening from the twinkling lights of the tree. He had never seen anything more beautiful.
You lowered your eyes to his crotch, knowing what was underneath. ''Boy, I think that package is too big to gift wrap.''
Rafe chuckled at your comment, a cocky smile playing on his lips. Your raunchy sense of humor being one of his favorite things about you — spontaneous, sharp, and just the right balance of cheeky and bold without crossing into vulgarity. It kept him on his toes, always guessing what you'd say next, and he loved every second of it.
You shuddered when Rafe’s cock entered you, squeezing through your tight walls and filling you up. He had one knee on the divan, right between yours, and gripped your hips as he pounded into you, panties pulled to the side. Your red fingernails were digging into the back of his biceps and shoulder, anchoring you to him.
A quick fuck, he said.
Your head lulled as your arousal built, your orgasm threatening to come as sounds of pleasure left your lips. Rafe’s hips picked up the pace, reaching between your bodies to toy with your clit. The ‘magic button’, as he called it.
As if Santa was watching and purposely unleashed a curse of Christmas on you and Rafe, the doorbell went off, echoing through the house just as you came around Rafe’s cock with a cry that must have been heard on the other side of the front door. On top of you, Rafe growled into your neck as he released ropes of cum inside you.
The doorbell echoed again, and Rafe laughed.
‘’Oh my god,’’ you panicked, trying to catch your breath.
You flipped back the bottom of your dress and stood, quickly closing and clenching your legs when you felt something dripping between your thighs. You couldn’t welcome the guests like that…
You glared at Rafe, who was tucking himself back into his boxers and pants, and very much amused by the situation. ‘’This is exactly why I didn’t want to do this.’’
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#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron#outer banks#rafe x reader#rafe obx#rafe outer banks#outerbanks rafe#rafe fanfiction
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I summoned you, please come to me Don't bury thoughts that you really want I fill you up, drink from my cup Within me lies what you really want
@backwaterscum
#mel aesthetics#audio#oh well#I was going to add this to Mel's generic playlist#but then I saw that first verse#and I'm not God's strongest soldier here hahaha#'[Daryl] all that suffering made you kind; now I'll make you loved'#v: mending these broken wings
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tagged by @winterfen but im shortening the post bc fuck that lol
this was a little difficult ngl but good enough ig , thanks for the tag
@cerviderous @shtalker @digitalhotlines @clancykisser & anyone else , no pressure
Design what your blog would look like if it was a person!
The picrew
I tag @red-skady @superchat @eviligo @maplepastry @nek0hime13 @bestgirlsyndrome @gentlesakura @games2girlsdotcom @deadlycoffee @bunny-stickers @starbitsun @888lvl @little-ikea-waldo @delanore-roosevelt @fefeps @imnevernice no pressure at all!!
If anyone else wants to join dont hesitate to reblog!!
#the base for this was me bc the blog is literally just me and my aesthetic#also literally just woke up saw i was tagged and went straight for it so yk#eepyg auhh#v. rb#x. self#tag game
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𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 | 𝐚.𝐬.
nsfw content | anakin x female bsf!reader | moodboard
aesthetic: 🎞️🍝🫂🫦❤️🔥 | words: 3,5k
「 ✦ after just another bad date you seek comfort from your best friend and roommate Anakin which turns into a steamy session ✦ 」
warnings: smut, modern!anakin, best friends to lovers, reader describing her worst date ever to Anakin, making out, hand job, blowjob, teasing, just the tip first, unprotected p in v, pxrn link inserted into the story so don't open in public, fucking the whole night, begging, breeding kink I think
note: the p!link is from twitter, you have to be logged in to twitter to watch it/ be able to see it. English is not my first language.
"Movie night?"
When Anakin read my message, he instantly knew my date didn't went well. It was something like a tradition between us whenever someone seeks comfort.
He replied with a "Of course, when will you be here? Have you already eaten?" He always asked me that. If I have eaten and drunken enough, every day.
"I'll be there in 30 and no not really." I replied before putting my phone away to drive back home.
After college Anakin and me moved in together after being roommates in school, that's how we met each other in first place. It was just always so easy between us. No drama, no arguing, no cleaning after each other. Most of the times.
When I pulled up at our apartment I kind of knew what awaited me already. With a sigh I entered the apartment, smelling food which put a smile on my face. I heard Anakin walking towards me.
"Woah." he says, eyeing me up and down in my new dress. "Thank's.. that's even more than he said." I chuckled and pulled off my heels. "That bad huh?" he asks me, crossing his arms in front of his broad chest.
"Yeah, that bad. I'll just change and come back down yeah?" I say, already up the stairs to change out of my tight dress. When I looked at myself in the mirror I just didn't get it. I looked bomb, why he hell were all these guys I date so.. trashy? It's not like my character didn‘t matched my looks.
With a groan I changed into grey loose sweatpants and a sports bra. Walking back down into the living room I just couldn't hide my smile when I saw the dimmed lights, Harry Potter on our TV and snacks on the little coffee table. The couch was covered with blankets and pillows. I walked further into the kitchen where Anakin stood, putting Pasta on two plates.
I walked up behind him and hugged him from behind so my cheek was pressed against his back. "Thank you Ani." I muttered. "No problem. Come on take your plate and lets watch Harry Potter so you can tell me what it was this time." he had to hide a chuckle, not wanting to make me mad.
I did like he told me and sat down on our couch with my plate in hand, starting to eat as he starts the movie. "Soo..?" he begins, digging into his food now too.
"Ugh it was.. hideous! It started really good you know. He was dressed well, we met in front of this really nice restaurant and talking to him was so easy. Until, we looked for what to order. I told him to just order the lasagna for me because I had to go to the bathroom."
"Oh I have a feeling where this is leading to.." Anakin joked with a smirk on his lips.
"So when I came back everything was fine, he tells me he ordered food so we continue talking until the food comes and that motherfucker just ordered a fucking salad for me. And you know what? That's not even the worst! Without fucking dressing because apparently 'that's what makes you gain weight'."
"What?" Now he was full on laughing and almost chocking on his food. "Oh that has to be the best story of 'em all by now."
"Oh no I'm not finished, the story goes further. So I'm sitting there, the waitress looking at me apologetic, I didn't even knew what to say so I just ate that excuse of a salad and when I asked him why he ordered it, he tells me 'I like em skinny' , like, what the fuck?"
Anakin puts his food away now because he had to laugh so hard he fell on his back. "Ani!" I whined but also laughing a litte. " I-I'm sorry that happened to you but- but It's so funny to me imagining you sitting there like 'What the fuck bro' "
"After that I thought it couldn't get more worse so why not go home with him and at least get a good fuck out of it, right? So we drive home to him, talking, blabla. Then it get's heated and shit and Ani, I swear to god I had to hold back on laughing when he pulled down his pants! I never felt so bad for someone in my life! "
At this point Anakin forgot how to breath properly. Laughing so loud the whole neighborhood had to hear.
"And when he wanted to go down on me and I let him, it was so bad I just had to stop him and tell him I have to go and oh boy he didn't took that well. He got so mad to a point where he told me girls would fight me to be at my place right now.When I opened the door to leave and he asked me what my problem was I just told him 'I like em big' like he told me he likes the skinny in the restaurant."
All you could hear through the apartment was Anakin's laugh. "Stooop it's so bad I'm just thinking about dating girls!" I joke and smile at him as he slowly calms down with tears in his eyes.
"You probably broke him at this point." he laughs, teasing me a litte. " Yeah I hope so to be honest. Maybe he will let women order what they like now."
He giggles and starts eating again.
"I just think I‘ll go for older guys at this point." I huff rolling my eyes and really considering it while digging into my food too.
"Older guys?" Anakin repeats with a full mouth and looks at me with knitted eyebrows. "Yeah, maybe it's the age. Like, all these so called men, just act like little boys."
"Hey! I'm not a boy!" Anakin looks at me with an opened mouth, acting as If he was shocked. I roll my eyes at him playfully before putting my empty plate away. "Oh yeah? What makes you different from all these boys I go out with huh?" I ask him with a teasing smirk on my face.
"Uh - did you ever see one running out that door before ?" He was right, they never run away from him. It's the opposite to be exact. They always try to stay, most of the times giving me dirty looks which I find funny every time.
"No, but thanks for reminding me how I always have to wear headphones." "Not my fault I'm that good." he says with an arrogant smile. I only scoff to this and turn back to the Tv. If I'm being honest, I would give a lot to be with someone like Anakin. They always sound like they are having the time of their lives. Lord help me.
After a while of watching the movie in front of us together I got kind of.. impatient? No that's the wrong word. I just couldn't stay still, always shifting somehow every few minutes.
"Whats wrong?" he whispers with a soft voice, my head on his shoulder. "Uhm, I don't know I feel uneasy." "Uneasy?" "Yeah." I simply reply. I shift again, pressing my thighs together this time.
"You sure you mean uneasy and not horny?" he grins now, licking his lips. "Fuck off." I answer him, rolling my eyes. " No, I'm serious, maybe that's why you're so pent up. When was the last time you actually had an orgasm while having sex?" My eyes go wide and I turn my head back to him, shock on my face. " Anakin! I'm not telling you that!"
"Why not? We always tell each other everything. I'm sure this wouldn't hurt to answer right?" I sigh and look away again. "I don't know." I answer him quietly.
"Come on, tell me. I bet - " "Anakin that was my answer to your question. I don't know. I don't know when the last time was." I repeat.
"What? What do you mean you don't know? You were in a relationship half a year ago with -" I interrupted him again. "He never made me come." I sigh again as this just reminded me at how desperate I was at this point.
"Wow.. " he just breathed out with his eyebrows knitted and a little smug grin on his face.
An idea popped into my head, but I tried to shake it away as fast as I could. "What? What is it?" he asked, seeing my expression. "I - never mind, Anakin. Just – let's watch the movie again, okay?"
But he shook his head and turned my head towards his with his fingers on my chin. "No, tell me what you were thinking. I can see it in your face."
Suddenly my face got all red and I felt the heat rising up my neck. I never felt that way around Anakin, I was always comfortable and easy, calming down my nerves instead of getting them wrecked.
"I uh - I really can‘t tell you Ani." He tilted his head down a little and looked at me with piercing eyes. "Tell me." he commanded and repeated himself.
I swallowed down the clump that had formed in my throat. I knew that look, it was the same one he used on all these girls in clubs and bars before taking them home.
"Please don‘t look at me like that." "Why not?" yes that scene aaahh
"It‘s making me uncomfortable..“ i lied, looking away with my eyes even tho he still holds my chin. "Come on, tell me.."
Here goes nothing huh? "Would you.. I mean.. help me?" "Help you with what?" Oh now he was just teasing me. "Ani.. you know what.." I whined and glared at him, my eyes on his again. He just shook his head and and a deep chuckle rumbled through his throat.
"Maybe.. but I still want you to say it." "I want you to fuck me." I blurted out bluntly. There it is. No way back now.
"You sure you want me to do that? Because there‘s no backing down from it.“ I nod my head as a sign of 'yes' before he crashed his lips into mine.
Both his hands found the sides of my face and placed themselves there, stroking the skin with his thumbs almost in a loving kind of way. When I finally realized what was happening, I pushed him back onto his back and sat down on his lap.
One of his hands ghosted over my bare back since I only wore my sportsbra, down to my ass, grabbing it and pushing me more against his hips.
"Fuck you have no idea how long I‘ve wanted this y/n.." he groaned against my lips, kissing me with passion. "Really?"
He pulled away for a moment and stared at me as If I had three heads. "Are you kidding me? You know how many boners I‘ve had in my life when you walked around in the morning with nothing but my shirt on? Or when you came back from the gym all sweaty and panting in your little shorts?"
I had to chuckle lightly and shook my head. "Well sorry 'bout that then.." " Don‘t worry baby, now‘s your chance to make up for it." he smirked before he started kissing my neck and placing his hand on my thigh, squeezing it through my sweatpants. His soft lips left a wet trail down my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His scent filled my nose and made my head dizzy.
I started grinding against him, already feeling his boner through his pants. My fingers pulled his zipper down eagerly and pushed his pants down. "Shit.." i mumble to myself when I saw the big tent in his boxers. He glared up at me with a proud smirk on his lips. "What?Surprised?" he smirked and put his hands on my hip, grinding me against it again.
"You will be my last try with guys my age. If this ends just like all my other dates then I’m gonna go for older guys." I huff, supporting myself with my hands on his shoulders. I gazed down at him, taking in his angelic face. He always looked so beautiful to me, even more now when he bit his lip and his eyelids were heavy and hooded like he enjoyed this just as much as I did.
"You'll never think about someone else when I'm ready with you, promised." he groans, lifting his hips up against my core. Both his hands found my ass again before he suddenly got up from the couch, carrying me up the stairs. "I'm gonna fuck you into your mattress so every time you sleep in your bed, you smell us."
He kicked my door open and walked towards my bed where he let me down at the edge. My hands immediately found his boxers which I pulled down, met by his hard cock slapping against his stomach. I swallowed the clump in my throat down before looking back up at him. "What? Surprised?" he asked with an arrogant smirk.
I bit my lip and looked back down, slowly taking him into my hand. The tip was already leaking pre-cum over it's red skin. He was thick and a lot bigger than the guys I've had before him. I let a finger slide down a prominent vein that started at the base and ended right before the tip.
With my hand around him, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the tip, teasingly sucking on it while my hand slowly moved up and down his shaft.
"Mmhh fuck, I'm gonna go insane If this is just another dream." Dream? He was dreaming about me? Doing stuff like that with him? My ego boosted, so I sunk down a bit further with my mouth before I felt Anakin's hands in my hair, tugging at my scalp.
My second hand steadied against his thigh and pushing him back every time he wants to go deeper. I let go of him and started to just kiss the head, letting my tongue glide over it. "Stop teasing me.." I heard him mumble, his eyes closed and his lips parted slightly.
I let my tongue glide over his cock from the bottom to the top which seemed to be the final straw for his not existing patience. He pushed my back onto the bed so my head met one of my pillows. He tugged my pants and top of, leaving me in just my slip. His eyes slowly wandered over my body with a soft smile on his lips.
"You're beautiful y/n." I don't know what it was but something inside my stomach moved when he said my name like that. He leaned between my legs, one hand stroking the inside of my thigh. "Your skin is so soft.." he started kissing the same spots where his hand just rested a few seconds ago. ".. and you smell even better."
He pushed his thumb right against my clit through my soaked underwear. "Ani.." I moaned, pushing my head back into the pillow.
"What do you want, hm?" he tauntingly asked as If he didn't knew the answer. "Fuck me, please." I saw the surprise in his face when I answered him so bluntly without batting even one lash.
"Oh where's the fun in giving you what you want so soon, huh?" He pushed my underwear to the side, his grip hard around the cotton. "Shit.." he groaned when he saw me exposed, licking his lips hungrily. "I'm gonna wreck your world baby." he more laughed to himself than with me. He pushed his fat tip against my pussy, running it through my soaked folds, over my clit over and over again in a tormenting way.
"Ani.. please. I need you." I started begging at some point, not being able to take his teasing anymore. "Want me to push it in?" he smirked devilish before he only pushed the head inside, already making my eyes roll. God how am I supposed to take all of him? But as soon as he pushed in, he pulled back again. He did the same procedure again and again.
"I can't believe these idiots didn't treat or fuck you right with such a tight little cunt." he breathed out, his chest moving up and down, trying to control himself. "Need you.." I mumbled, my hips shaking slightly.
Then, without a single warning, he pushed in again but this time more than the tip, but all the way to the half of his cock. A loud gasp and moan left my lips, my jaw hanging loose and wide open. "Oh fuck–" "What was that huh? Still need someone older princess?"
His hips moved forward again until his whole length was inside my greedy cunt, my walls pulling him inside. "Fucking hell, you're so damn tight. Already squeezing me empty.." he groaned and started to move his hips back and forth against mine.
I grabbed his back, digging my nails into his skin. "Hold on tight baby." he chuckled before he started to fuck me into the mattress like there was no tomorrow. My eyes widened and my nails dug deeper into his skin, leaving marks all over it and my legs wrapping around his hips to feel him even deeper.
He leaned down and breathed against my lips and touching my forehead with his. "You feel so good.." a moan left his mouth. "Oh fuck Anakin, you're so – fuck yes." I arched my back and pulled on the hair of his neck with one of my hands.
"You keep your hands where they are or I'll tie you up." he taunts right into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
The night was long, it felt like hours and I heard early birds chirping at some point. I laid on my stomach, pillow under my tummy and ass up in the air while he pounded me from behind. His hands were on my throat and on my nipples, playing with them, making me even wetter than before.
"God Ani.. need to cum.." I mumbled tired into the pillow under my face, a whiney tone to it. my eyes rolling back and my bottom lip tugged between my teeth, probably looking like straight from porn. "Aw what, did I fuck you stupid?" he mocked me with a following grunt, the sound of skin slapping filling the air around us.
A whimper left my mouth as an answer and I moved one of my hands down to my clit, rubbing it in circles, desperate to cum. "Want help with that?" he murmured into my ear from behind, his sweaty chest against my sore back. I nodded helpless and let him push my hand away to replace it with his own.
"Please let me come, please." I cried, pushing my ass with the same rhythm against his hips. he squeezed my throat tighter, letting my mind go fuzzy. "Nhhg fuck yes - come around my cock baby, fucking drip down on me like the little slut you are." he groaned into my ear.
I squeezed my eyes shut when the heat inside my tummy became too much and finally exploded. My mouth hung open and a broken cry erupted from my throat. My legs were shaking like crazy, my walls clenching around his throbbing cock.
"Hm fuck yeah, milk me baby.. want me to come inside that pretty pussy? Wanna feel my cum?" I heard it in his voice how close he was and that he was probably holding back right now. "Yes.." I sighed tired but happy which was enough for him to slap my ass hard and let out a quiet whimper, creating goosebumps on my skin from that needy sound.
"God I'm gonna come, I'm - ohh.." he gasped in a deep breath and held still, shooting his load right inside of me, painting my pulsing walls. A sensitive whimper came out of me and I looked back behind me. Anakin's head hung low and his upper body was shaking slightly from his orgasm.
He slowly and carefully pulled out of me, collapsing next to me. His arms wrapped themselves around me and pulled me closer against his chest. "That was wonderful.. such a high." he sighed against my hair. I nuzzled my head against his chest and took a deep breath, smelling his scent. "I should have asked you way sooner.." I giggled quietly, my eyes still closed since they were heavy and burning, seeking for some sleep.
"Hmm.. don't worry. You'll never have to worry about that ever again." he whispered back, pulling my even closer than before.
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