#sexishealing

[goodboytown]

remember when i used to draw the emperor looking threatening and/or sexy? haha, me neither. commission for @ilaac-art

[eclipseunmuted]

Another day strapless. Woe is me

[rooftops-are-for-towels]

sometimes i think im not aspec im just normal and then i see how differently people react to fiction and fictional characters (and real people)

[black-emporium-exchange]

2024 Longfic Book Club #5

Wherever you go, that's where I'll follow by CrimsonShield75

Goal: Read by November 17th (two weeks)

Word Count: 16,280 Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: F/M Fandom: Dragon Age - All Media Types Relationship: Male Hawke/Merrill (Dragon Age) Characters: Merrill (Dragon Age), Varric Tethras, Carver Hawke, Fenris (Mentioned), Original Inquisitor Character(s) (Dragon Age), NB Inquisitor, Leliana (Dragon Age), Josephine Montilyet, Cullen Rutherford, Dorian Pavus, Solas (Dragon Age), Male Hawke (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: Angst and Feels, Angst, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Explicit Consent, Non-Penetrative Sex, Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Does it count if the Fade spirits are watching?, Grinding, Oral Sex, BDSM, Light BDSM, Light Dom/sub, Dom/sub Undertones, Impact Play, Restraints, Dom Merrill (Dragon Age), Sub Hawke (Dragon Age), roughhousing as foreplay, The Fade (Dragon Age), Hawke Left in the Fade (Dragon Age), Fade Sexish, Fade Magic, Rescuing Hawke From The Fade, Red Hawke (Dragon Age), Warden Carver Hawke, Grey Warden Alistair (Dragon Age), Eluvian Magic, Morrigan's Gonna Be Pissed She Missed It, Anchor Magic, Solas Knows All, Maybe - Freeform, background Lavellan/Solas - Freeform, Adamant Fortress (Dragon Age), Post-Dragon Age: Inquisition Quest - Here Lies the Abyss, Dragon Age: Inquisition Quest - Here Lies the Abyss Spoilers, Physically Walking In The Fade, Varric's Just A Worried Uncle, Carver's A Sweetie, POV Third Person, POV Third Person Limited, POV Merrill (Dragon Age), Slight Canon Divergence, Though No One Can Tell Me This Doesn't Happen, Bittersweet Ending, And They All Lived Happily Ever After?

Garrett Hawke was left in the Fade after the attack on Adamant Fortress, and, well, Merrill just might have something to say about that...

[k8kaa]

can u do pervert ney but like as a blurb

#— NEYMAR JR : SKIRTS

content : nsfw , 17+ mdni , afab reader , santos era ney , teasing , pssy eating , public sexish , nicknames like : meu amor etc.. fr fucking nasty fitting room sex (lmfao.) also really basic portuguese (im failing my portuguese class bro)

a/n : happy black history month !! nonnies you are feeding me . i love your requests!! neymar is such a tease irl!! never knew that pervert ney was so desired :0 sorry if its short ily all </3

out shopping with your boyfriend was the best thing ever . you loved every bit of clothes he bought you .. and even though ney wasnt really focusing on you ..you were still showing him your cute outfits . “you fine with these skirts?” you asked him for the pricing. you showed him the tag , scared that you’ve spent too much money ..?! he just gave a smirk and said “ oh meu amor .. you have to try them on right now! what if they dont come in your size ..” your little pea brain didnt know what neymar was up to. so, you entered your fitting room .. you try on a dozen of small petite adorable skirts with a matching reveal corest. he was trying to control himself from fucking you on the spot . but when you closed the door too get another skirt.. ney didnt let you close it . “oh não você não.” (oh no you dont.) you giggled . “há algo de errado?” (is there anything wrong?) you asked so innocently sitting on the stool . “dont act dumb .. please just let me have you.” the brazilian boy said getting on his knees . “may i?” he asked . you nodded , ney took off your now soaked underwear. he kissed your inner thigh and you bent down to kiss the top of his head . “mngh—!” you covered your mouth as your boyfriend licked your clit. he went faster , making you moan and even get small hiccups “s-so good-!” you mumbled under your breath. “such a sweet voice,you taste even sweeter .” ney smiled and kissed your inner thighs . he loved how adorable and shy you were when it came to sex . so sweet , so adorable. “g—go ffaster!—please ney!” you moaned . as you felt your self hitting the climax , drooling and sinffs .. oh how the footballer loved it . lets just say he took you skirt shopping more often!

© eichiflower. do not, plagarize, copy, or translate any of my works .

[cthulhubert]

Today years old when I learned the actual meaning of "isekai".

I first read the word 異世界 some time ago, with its translation "other world", and just kind of took it to heart.

Now that I'm actually typing this out, the distinction seems kind of subtle, but let me tell you, the change in my mind was seismic. 世界 (sekai) does in fact mean world (or universe or realm), but "異" doesn't mean "other" the same way "foreign" means another country. A better translation might be otherly. It's not "other" as in "not this one" it's other as in "outside the norm". Other glosses are "queer", "curious", "strange", and "wondrous".

Honestly, "fantasy world" wouldn't be a bad translation.

If I go to Narnia, I'm going to an isekai. If Mr Tumnus comes to visit here, he's leaving an isekai for a regular sekai (reverse Isekai). If I slide to parallel Earth where the Saxons got to name the language instead of the Anglos, that's not an isekai, as much fun as I'd have speaking Sexish and taking a trip to Sexland.

[thegnollhole]

hello to all my new followers, i just want you know that this is someone's sorta secret sexish sideblog

you're still welcome here, i just want to give you a heads up.

[nope-secret]

I would like to make everybody award of Sachsen where you speak Sächsisch, which sounds A LOT like "sexish"

[god-has-entered-my-body]

is this my cue to get out the sex advice

It is, bring the book out

confess your love for her then ask what her name is also lube is your friend. has this blog gotten too sexish chat i swear im normal

[atlantatantra]

What is Tantric Touch? Let's work together to dissolve fear and create fearless relationships and increase our natural ability to LOVE! Eliminate fear of rejection, of not being good enough, or able to satisfy your partner or yourself. Let me show you HOW to BE the LOVE, through touch, wellness, and sexuality! ···· In today's society, we have so much shame and guilt tied to our sexual consciousness, The practice of sacred sexuality allows us to return to a time where sex was an act of worship of the divine (female/yoni) and not "goal" (orgasm) oriented. This allows an experience that opens doors for increased intimacy and eliminates the desire for the neo-American quickie. ··· My Tantra Touch is an intimate massage technique that is used both to promote relaxation and to create a more intimate connection between partners though rhythmic breathing and sharing energy. #tantramassage #tantricsex #tantrictouch #divinefeminine #yonimassage #yoniworship #linghammassage #sexishealing #atlantatantra

[cuprohastes]

And “talking sexy” is still just Americans trying to do a Sexish accent.

I wonder how it’s going in the universe where it was named Sexland instead of England

[nctsplug02]

Hi! I have a Jen the babysitter request , Can you make something like it's movie night and Mr.jeong is all touchy with Mrs jeong and Jen is really furious about it . please?

[8:19pm]

genre: fluff and suggestive

warnings: sexual touching, jealousy, public sexish

you bring a tin can filled with popsicles sticks that were written with fun activities. “alright— jen, sweetheart, it’s late. stay the night and have family night with us.” you say shaking the tin can lightly.

“family night? but im not family?” she says pushing her tote bag more on her shoulder.

“why, of course, you are, jen! now, cmon. pick a stick and read it for us.” jen chews her bottom lip and slips her shoes back off and then hangs her bag up again.

she walks over and grabs a stick. “movie night.” she reads. “yay! movie night! that’s perfect— i just bought snacks yesterday so this is perfect.” jen sticks the stick back into the can.

“alright. jen, sweetheart. you can pick out a movie for us to watch and i’ll go prepare some snacks.” you push yourself off the couch.

“oh! i’ll come too! i’ll.. just help you.” jaehyun says bouncing off the couch and chasing you to the kitchen. “you almost left me alone with jen!” he whispers in a hushed tone. “oh, be nice, jae.” you sneer with a scoff.

you open a packet of popcorn, plopping it in the microwave and then watching as it popped.

“hmm,” jaehyun sighs, hugging you from behind. “missed you so much. you and.. your sweet taste.. your sweet smell.” he inhales and lets your natural scent explore his nostrils.

“please— you had me earlier with morning, jae.” you shrug him off you and you turn around, bringing your arms around his neck. “and for you think that i could get enough of you.” he squints his eyes while shaking his head.

a laugh is what you gave him. “i know you can never get enough of me. im just.. too irresistible.” you sigh in a dreamy way while shaking your hair back.

your head jerks forward when feeling a tickling sensation coming from your neck. “you know that’s my sweet spot, asshole.” you bump your head into his.

“of course, i do. why wouldn’t i?” he continues nibbling until a hickey is formed. “look at that pretty mark.” he nibbles on his bottom lip when admiring the purple mark on your neck.

he grabs your jaw and yanks your head back down again. “pretty just like you.” he says then presses a firm kiss on your lips.

you and jaehyun are just too into the moment that you guys both jump at the sound of microwave beeping.

“ah, ah.” jaehyun says yanking your waist as you try to pull away. “not without another kiss, gorgeous.” you lean up, coughing up a giggle as you kiss his lips again.

he backs away and allows you to take the popcorn out. you shake it and demand jaehyun to grab a big bowl which he does with a, “yes ma’am.” you open the bag— the smell of butter attacks your nose. you nearly moan from the smell.

after pouring the popcorn in the bowl and tossing the greasy bag out, you instruct jaehyun to make some root beer floats.

“hold on, root beer floats?” he asks once you come back from the living after giving jen the bowl of popcorn. “you don’t know what root beer floats are?” you stare at your husband in shock. “no.. i’ve never even had it.” he slowly hands the ice cream scooper to you.

“babe,” you say with a hint of disbelief. “i’ve been married to you for almost a decade and you’ve never told me that you’ve never had a root beer float.” you rest your hands on your hips, giving him a mom look.

“i’m sorry.” he frowns with a slight pout. “but hey!” he yanks your waist. “you can always teach me how to make it, baby.” you sneer with an eye roll. “i guess i can.” he smacks your ass when seeing you smile.

“okay, first. take some vanilla ice cream.” he nods with a nod. “and then put it in a cup— get me a cup, please.” jaehyun reaches over and opens the dish washer, he then pulls out a cup. “here.” you take the cup and drop the scoop into the cup.

“maybe do two.” he suggests and so you do. you scoop another scoop and you drop it into the cup. “is that good now?” you ask showing him the cup. “very.” he says with satisfaction.

you undo the cap from the root beer bottle. “now, this will make it taste amazing.” you hold the liter up. “after the ice cream scoops, you’ll wanna pour some root beer into the cup. and yes, with the ice cream.” you pour some of the root beer into the cup.

“here, try it.” you say slightly mixing the ice cream and pop together and then handing it to him. “hm, smells.. smells creamy?” you laugh.

jaehyun takes a small sip and smacks his lips together. “okay, that’s actually pretty good.” he says taking another sip. “it really is. now, grab two more cups for me.” jaehyun reaches over the grabs two more cups from the dish washer.

it takes you five minutes to make one for you and jen.

“i finished mine, can i have some of yours—?” jaehyun asks and snorts when seeing your face. “sure, there’s only a little left so you can finish it.” you whisper, waiting for him to take your cup.

“what? why are you laughing?” you cover your face. “you look so, you look so cute!” jen glances at the couple when being distracted. “h—how?” you stutter in confusion.

“hold on, stay still for me.” he reaches to the side and grabs his phone, swiping to the side and snapping a quick picture of you.

he shows you the picture and you gasp. “you’ve got a mustache!” he shuts his phone and lets it drop. you push your top lip up, trying to see it.

“here, baby.” he cups your face and kisses your lips. licking off the cream from your lips. jen glances again when hearing kissing noises.

“fuck.” she mutters under her breath when seeing jaehyuns face.

his kissing face. the grip on your face. oh, how she wished her gripped her face like that and made out with her the way he did with you.

you groan and pull away. “stop, jen’s sitting right there.” you whisper against his lips that we’re still attached to yours. “i don’t care,” he breaths heavily. “just need you.” he bites your lip.

you were finally able to pull the man off after minutes of him groping your breast and attacking your lips.

it was just a few moments later until the man began to start touching your thighs. he rubs your inner-thighs and brushes over your clothed clit multiple times.

“jae,” your voice warning him but he dared.

he pushed your shorts and panties to the side and began to slide his fingers through your wet slit. you grip his wrist with a side-eye.

“stop.” you mouth, nodding your head towards jen that was sat next to you.

“it’s okay.” he mouths back.

your jaw slightly drops when feeling jaehyun push a finger in your hole. you pull the blanket more up to your chest as jaehyun slowly thrusts his fingers.

slowly, jaehyun pulls his fingers out and slowly dips it back in. you let out a breathy moan as his finger repeatedly slides over your clit.

it was his momentum, to tease you.

“mrs jeong?” you gasp and turn to jen. “are you okay? you look sweaty— is it hot?” you softly laugh, breathing picking up. “i’m fine, jen. thanks for asking.” you snap your head back at jaehyun.

your eyes throwing daggers at him.

“i can turn up the AC if you’d—?” you instantly shake your head. “it’s fine, jen. thank you though.” she nods and turns her attention back to the movie.

you lean your head against jaehyuns, digging your teeth into his shoulder. jaehyun slightly hisses when feeling the your teeth pinch together on his shoulder.

jaehyun growls and begins thrusting his fingers deeper. you nearly gasp when feeling him rub your clit. your nails dig into his arm as he curls his fingers.

a whimper releases from your throat which makes you panic. you snap your eyes up towards jaehyun who’s eyes were still on the movie. your eyes followed behind him to see an angry jen. her jaw was definitely clenched and her arms were crossed.

“i’m gonna cum, asshole!” you whisper to jaehyun who then smirks. your eyebrows pinch together as he drops his head onto yours.

your toes curl and your teeth dig more into his shoulder as you cum.

your eyes flutter as he pulls his fingers out. he brings them to his nose and inhales. he glances at you before plopping them into his mouth.

“i.. have to use the restroom.” jen excused herself before running to the bathroom.

“you’re so dead, later.” you scold the man who giggles.

[absurdthirst]

I feel. Like my boyfriend doesn’t actually like me? He does not respond to my personal comments ( “I had a bad day” “that sucks. WhT you doing”) and just now I tried to send a sexish text about a video he sent and all I fuckin got was “lol I’m tired text you tomorrow”. I am not getting anything from this man emotionally but even the emotional support I want. And need. Fuck sake.

Sound like you need a new boyfriend. How old is this guy? UGH.....

[mlm-writer]

Zoom Accessory (Peter Parker x GN!Reader)

Kinktober Day 14: Buttplug

Pairing: College Student Peter Parker (Tom Holland ver.) x Student Gender Neutral Reader Rating: Explicit Words: 873 Summary: Latest Zoom fashion: the buttplug.  Note: Dam dat ass b good tho. Tags: Semi-public-ish sexish, rimming, anal fingering and established relationship

“My meeting is starting in 5 minutes, babe,” Peter whimpered. He shuddered as you pushed your tongue deeper inside him. His arms were shaking, so he bent them and buried his face in the sheets of his bed. You licked over his hole. 

“How long did you plan for the meeting to take?” Peter tried to answer, but you pushed a spit-slicked finger inside him. He moaned prettily into the sheets. You ran your tongue over the place where your finger disappeared inside him. “Answer me, baby,” you hummed, a shit-eating grin on your face and you knew he could hear it. 

“30 minutes, we… oh fuck, we just need to inform each other of how far we are with the group project.” Peter let out a pleasure-filled sound when you pulled your finger out. You grabbed the lube bottle off his nightstand and the toy you prepared this morning when you woke up before him. 

“Oh then you can keep this inside you.” Before Peter could ask what you were talking about, you pressed the cold metal of the buttplug against his hole. 

“Fuck, while I am talking to my peers?” You hummed. “That’s so hot, please put it in me, babe.” You did not expect Peter to be this willing to have a buttplug in him while talking about a group project, but you were not exactly surprised either. You lubed the toy up and gently pushed it inside. When Peter clenched around the base of the toy, the fake gem at the end snug against his hole, you gave his ass a playful smack. 

“Get your pants on, baby, your zoom meeting is about to start.” You stood up to wash your hands. When you returned from the bathroom, you saw Peter already sitting at the desk, talking with three other engineering students about code and conduits. You discreetly walked past and plopped down on Peter’s bed. You dragged your study books from underneath and started reading quietly, but you could not stop thinking about Peter’s ass, specifically what was inside it. 

You glanced up from your boring reading and noticed Peter squirming a little. His ears were a little red, but other than that, he was putting up a good front. You licked your lips, your mind wandering to the things you wanted to do with him. Technically, you could crawl under the desk right now and blow him, but you were very certain that Peter would not appreciate that one bit. Maybe one bit, but not more than that. 

30 minutes were never that long. After 10, you noticed Peter talking faster and you smirked. You kept your eyes on your book, but your ears peeled for what Peter was saying. You noticed him rushing, trying to wrap it up quicker. “Hey guys, I think we are almost done. Is it ok if I slip out a little earlier this time? I got soup simmering on the stove and I think it is bubbling over. Yeah. Good. Thanks guys, bye!” 

You heard Peter almost slamming his laptop closed and laughed. “Oh you made me soup?” Peter gave you a face as he pushed his pants down, revealing he never bothered putting on underwear. Then again, he could’ve skipped pants all together. Peter took your book away from you and placed it on the floor. You grinned as he got on the bed in front of you, face down and ass up. “Damn baby, you’re gorgeous,” you sighed at the sight in front of you. 

Peter wiggled his ass, begging for your attention without saying a word. You grabbed the lube, making sure his hole was slick, before pulling out the buttplug. Peter moaned as it slipped out of him. “Fuck me with it,” he spoke with a strained voice, but it was laced with pleasure. You grinned as you put more lube on him and fucked him with the buttplug, mesmerised by how he clamped down on it when you pushed it in and how he gaped when you had pulled it out. 

Peter started touching himself, legs shaking as he clearly got closer to his orgasm. You fucked him harder with it, pushing and pulling with more force. Peter cursed as he came on the bed. You pushed the buttplug inside and pushed him next to the cum stain onto his back. Peter stared at the ceiling, panting. “Good?” You asked as you pulled the sheet from under him to get those washed up. 

Peter squirmed on the bed, moaning as he still felt the buttplug there in his sensitive hole. “Oh yes,” he sighed, “what time is it?” You wiped your hands off on the already-dirty sheets, before taking a look at your phone. 

“It is 10:30.” 

Peter pushed himself up. “I got a lecture at 11,” he groaned. “Should really freshen up if I don’t wanna look like sex.” You hummed, but stopped him as he tried to go into the bathroom. Peter raised a brow at you, eyes glancing between yours and your hand on his chest. 

“Will you still wear that buttplug during your next lecture?” His eyes caught your dark gaze and he swallowed thickly. 

“If you want me to... yeah.”

[argumate]

that’s very sexy vs. that’s very sexish