#so many asks today

[cellophaine]

extremely invested in a languor spell 💞 i have so many questions i hope i don't overwhelm you with it 😭

do you have an upload schedule, will it only take place in the 2006-2007 timeline anddd does it follow the events in the movie?

Ohmygoodness thank you!! My ask box is always open for questions and discussions so don’t be shy!

I do have an upload schedule for ALS, it’s every other Sunday at 7 PM EST. The last update was on August 25th, so the next one will be on September 8th, then September 22nd, etc …

The storyline follows what happened in the movie very closely (obviously with some wiggle room for Reader and other deviations from the canon events). The story will span from 2006 to 2021! We did start off with Reader in 2021. Right now we’re just so deep in the 2006-2007 time but there’s so much to discover!

I hope that answered your questions! Thank you so much for reading A Languor Spell and I’m super excited for you to read what’ll happen next 🤭

[comicaurora]

I'm a bookseller that gets really access to upcoming releases via publisher catalogs, and I about squealed when I saw Aurora on one of my latest assignments! I'm definitely pre-ordering when we put in our summer order, I can't wait to have it in hand!! Congratulations on all your hard work to get this published paying off!

oh cool it's in catalogues now cool cool cool yea cool yea

[becca-e-barnes]

Bucky pinning you down so you can’t squirm and he’s just sitting inside you while he tortures your clit feeling you clench around him. He makes you cum over and over until he finally cums.

Overstimulation + super soldier stamina = …

- 🍯

Dear God, I know I just don't have it in me to behave during cock-warming. When it comes down to it, I genuinely have no patience at all 😵‍💫

"You..." Bucky begins, pressing you down onto the bed before gripping your ankles and forcing you to flip over onto your front. "Have a problem with control."

With your face turned away from him, you can't help but smile to yourself. No one has ever said it out loud but you know he's right.

Being in control is where you're most comfortable. No hands are safer than your own. Except maybe his. You know he won't fuck this up.

"And you..." He continues, gathering your wrists behind your back, holding them tightly with one hand. "Need to learn how it feels to have control taken from you. Do you understand?"

As soon as you begin to nod your head, you feel him start to tape around your wrists, holding them together behind your back. Once he's content they're secure, he sits on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror before he pulls you onto his lap.

"Legs spread over the top of mine." He orders and you do as you're told, not because you have to but because you want to.

You notice the way your cunt is already glistening in the mirror and you're almost embarrassed because he hasn't even touched you yet.

"Fuck, you're made for this." He groans, lining his cock up to your slick entrance and you wonder if he's holding his breath too while he slides into you, as deep as your bodies will allow.

You're obsessed with the sight in front of you; your own naked body, with your legs spread so far apart you can see how your cunt is stuffed full of him.

Being shorter though, your feet can't touch the ground like this. There's no way you'll get enough leverage to fuck yourself on him but as soon as you start to tell him that, he silences you with two thick fingers between your lips.

"I'm not letting you fuck me." His free hand roams over your body, squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples and then settling between your spread thighs.

"I'm going to play with you. I'm going to see how much you can take. I'm going to work out exactly how you like your clit stroked and I'm going to do that until your legs are shaking and your body won't let you cum any more. Maybe then I'll fuck you but sweetheart, that will be hours from now." His breath is hot against the side of your face, his fingers slipping from your mouth to your waist while he starts to flick gently against your clit.

"I'm going to start slowly. I'm going to do everything I can to drag this out as long as possible. I can feel every clench and flutter of this pretty little cunt and I'm going to enjoy it until you're dripping over my balls." At this rate, it won't be long until you're dripping onto the carpet, never mind over him. You dreamed he'd want to take control like this but you never imagined the way your body would respond.

"And then, when you've cum more times than you can handle, I'm going to tell you that I love you while I fuck you like I don't."

Update: Part 2

[jomeimei421]

Felt a bit nostalgic watching RT shut down…Here are the og faves again for old times sake 💙

[beaulesbian]

"The world should have protected you, but you have been asked to protect it. What an honor. What an injustice." - NADDPOD, Bahumia campaign ep. 97 (x)

[cubbihue]

Who was Timmy's teacher at Pixie School? Was it Sanderson? I get the rivalry now.

His teacher was Fairy Mason! It's usually HP who teaches incoming Pixies, but Jorgen asked Fairy Mason to teach Timmy's class instead. Mainly because if anybody could help Timmy learn all the cultures and etiquette that comes with being a fairy, it'd be Fairy Mason.

He's one of the few fairies to be granted the honor of the "Fairy" title!! Wow!! Not even Jorgen has that honor!!!

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

[front-facing-pokemon]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Never gonna live that down.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[choccy-milky]

Um... here is a widdle Clora for you♡♡♡

You're such an inspiration to people have a nice eternity☆!

AWW I LOVE HER THIS IS SUCH A CUTE PICREW🥹!!!!! the daisies you put in her hair and the little snake plushie...😭😭 WHO NEEDS SEBASTIAN??? snake plushie is all clora needs🥰

TY AGAIN and you have a nice eternity as well!!!🥹💖💖💖

[please-read-the-manga]

Hm... the idea of the ghosts of Uchiha continuing to endure beside the mourner who grieves them, even beyond death... Idk, it compels me.

[satans-knitwear]

Live music in a pub garden is healing fr

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[incorrect-tit-tour-predictions]

at some point during the tour dans gonna get down on one knee and act like he’s proposing but he’s actually just gonna tie his shoe and then when everyone loses their shit they’re just going to point and laugh at us. i can feel it in my bones

oh my GODD. Imagine the house lights coming on BRIGHT so we all have to confront each other and ourselves. Dan and phil take a selfie with our collective shame. And then they move on as if nothing's happened.

[when-sanpape-arts]

Pleaseeee update Postmortem PLEASEEEEEE 🥺

it's in the works! :3c chapter 8 has been a bit of a beast. so in a mean time, please enjoy this random assortment of postmortem sketches that have never seen the light of day

[leenfiend]

Keith is trying :)

[dunmeshistash]

Happy International Cat Day, Izutsumi! ❤️😼💭

Happy Izutsumi day!!!!

[solidaritygaming-fanblog]

do you think Jimmy swore off worshiping Joel. Do you think he slandered his name and screamed curses and vowed to never kneel at an altar again. Do you think Joel took it, knowing that maybe he had gone too far this time, that maybe this couldn't be repaired with simply a needle and thread. Do you think that one day a raid came to Tumble Town, a massive raid, closer to an army. Do you think that they managed to gain the towns control. Do you think that they threatened the Sheriff's life, and the life of his citizens. Do you think he was overwhelmed with terror and fear that he fell back on something old? Do you think that, just for a moment, he prayed? A desperate, scared cry, cut off as a pillager dug an iron muzzle deeper into his back?

Do you think that, less than five minutes later, holy fire fell from the sky? Do you think that a God appeared, divine metal slashing and godly magic flickering, reaping mortal blood? Do you think that when Joel found Jimmy, the god looked as terrified as the Sheriff felt, and hovered around him for hours, just making sure he was alright?

Do you think that Jimmy broke that vow? That little, half reverent whispers were carried on the wind? Do you think that something was properly healed that day- not fixed with thread, but scared over, rough but ready to try again?