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tarotmundomonde · 1 month

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What kind of sxx you attract?

(I did the reading thinking about if someone is lusting over you.) This is my first time doing a reading like this so make sure to leave feedback in the comments or askbox!! and let me know, what your thoughts are!

pick a number 1-5 OR an emoji 💦 🧨 💋 😈 ♨️

(ps. this reading is for practice & for fun)

1.💦 Dear pile 1, you attract sxx that is nothing like in your imagination/fantasies. The sxx you attract looks much more serene and peaceful than you'd think. The cards show intimacy and love making. Sxx, where you both end up with a wide smile on your face. Emotional bliss. Very high sxx drive. You seem to attract someone, who is a good fit for you. ++: There is a strong element of surprise here. Your person would keep you on your toes. Goosebumps, shivers, the chills. Very high tension. It's like you try to constantly think, guess, predict their next move and they want to show you that it won't help you. They definitely want to come from behind, too. And they don't mind you on top. Also, they like to tease you and in that way keep you on your toes. It's like every touch gives you the shivers. They want your whole body to be in shivers, shaking and tremble under their touch from anticipation. They seem to focus a lot also on your front point of your lower body, teasing and touching it a lot to get you off. They would definitely come from behind and take you by surprise from behind. And they will repeat it. So, although we see sweet energy in the cards and love making, there is also roughness and tension present as well. It looks like they want to wear you out. It's like teasing, edging, before doing it at full force. Also, they want to learn about your body or perhaps if you are the type to talk about what you like/want/expect beforehand, they want to show you they know what to do to you. They want you to feel seen, heard and understood. They also want to hear your voice, they want you to scream and to be vocal. By the way, it looks like they will whisper your name a lot, especially, when teasing you. And they like to pinch you? Especially the chest area. And there is a sense of doing it till you are totally wasted and finished.

2.🧨Dear pile 2, you definitely attract Big D Energy & actually a big D. You seem to attract the most basic sxx possible, but it's a happy ending. You definitely attract people, who are genuinely turned on and want to show you, how it's done right. Like what's coming through is attracting partners with a strong pride and so it shows in sxx. It's gonna be good, maybe lazy, but good, because these partners they care about what would be said about them. Passion mixed with feelings. It's not really that romantic, like said it's basic sxx. The focus is more on your partner and on them being desired. So you could feel it's a little boring or lacking, skipping steps, even disappointing, because they seem to be more focused on the deed itself & on themselves. But it's passionate and also, because of the matter of pride, it is good. And you seem to attract unplanned sxx, so it's like when it feels right and when you are in the mood. Yet, it looks like in a way they are prepared. Especially in the sense of showing you they know how to use their wand right. It seems you are gonna love it. But the main focus is on your partner and they know, how to use their wand and have you both have a happy ending by their wand. Had to say it, because there is a strong emphasis on that. ++: The cards show both missionary & from behind. So it seems you attract doing it possibly twice during one session. The cards show passion and intimacy, closeness. You attract sxx, where your partner likes to have their body against yours, pressed on yours. It also looks like you attract sxx that is most of the time initiated by your partner's desires/will. But it doesn't look like there is any warm up really. It's kinda like embraces & kisses and reading your body language and then just jumping into the action. Passion & moans. You seem to attract your partner wanting to have your mouth & your hands on their wand, if you catch the drift. They want to receive from you. And you seem to attract sxx, where your partner wants you to tell them how good it feels and that you want more and that you tell them to take you already. They could like to tease you a bit, where they are like -oh so you want more- and then just go for it. Definitely it's all about being in the feels. And also, it looks like you attract the person liking your hair, liking to touch your hair. Also, it looks like maybe you try to attract them into giving you more, you know, to touch your lower parts more, but they are not interested in that.

3.💋Dear pile 3, you definitely attract sxx in the bedroom! Like most certainly you do it in the bedroom and just in the bedroom. You attract pleasure and sensuality. You attract sxx that is really all about the senses. You know, looking good, smelling good, etc, but also the environment being set up. Like clean bedsheets & a clean bedroom, candlelights, maybe some aromas, etc. Perhaps drinking a bottle of wine from a fine glass, eating strawberries, etc. Luxury. There is also reference to sitting position, so perhaps you are on their lap, doing it on a chair or just sitting position. Also, you on top. Otherwise it looks like your partners really want to hold you strong. Like a strong grip. The waist area, so they really like to have a strong hold, grip on your hips. And pulling your hair, grabbing your hair, like really strongly. They also like to grab you from your feet and ankles and your tatas. So you can probably already guess a lot of possible positions from these details. They could be the type to come in swiftly, so you might always let out a small scream/shriek? It's just very piercing. They find the spot. But the cards show good chemistry, great pleasure, so happy ending. ++: Since you are all about the finest details & pleasure, there seems to be focus on lingerie & also possibly light bondages. It looks like you could be the type to really enjoy to feel a sense of power over your partners. So it does seem like you like to give them pleasure, to give them a happy ending with your hands. Also, you could be on top. There seems to be a fascination about your hands and also your feet. Like kissing and sucking your toes, your legs, your tighs, your hands and then your neck and kissing your lips. A lot of kissing, even french kisses. A lot of caressing and moving your bodies against each others'. A lot of touching, and light touches. You want them to intuitively know what you like. Also, it looks like it's always like a special occasion, it's very special & magical and you love it together. Definitely looks like night time mostly. Also, whether you both do it or whether it's them or you, but stealing something of theirs? For example you want to wear their shirt. And really, major focus on touches (handtouches).

4.😈Dear pile 4, you could attract drunk sxx and sxx in the shower. Also, angry sxx, revenge sxx, make up sxx. The best way to explain what the cards are showing is shower sxx. Because it can be very difficult to enjoy, when you have to be mindful of the slippery floor, maybe there isn't much space either and the awkwardness of the positions. So it's a struggle. Otherwise, it looks like pure fxcking. Multiple times, but pure fxcking. It's intense and goes deep, messy, all over the place. Could even be on the table. But yeah, pure intense fxcking. And maybe you can already guess it, but you could say there is an element of adventure to this pile. In the sense that you could do it in many places and in many different ways, lots of different positions. So in a way, you might not quite know, what you'll do each time, like where & how. ++: There is a sense like you know, what's coming. But it can also still be surprising, the intensity of it. It looks like from slow to really rough. It's like at first slowly caressing you, kissing and then boom. Suddenly they rip your clothes off and they can be very harsh/rough on you. You might attract public sxx, too, because you definitely attract someone, who doesn't mind that. But it's like someone wants you on your knees and they want it their way. They expect you to be submissive. They definitely expext a lot from you, you know, you on your knees and your hands/mouth on their lower parts. And they really like it from behind, they love it from behind. They like to touch and grab your ass, to spank it even but lightly/softly. And pulling your hair mercilessly. So very rough sxx, but then also making love. Like already said, pure fxcking. But add to it soft touches, soft kisses. In short, very wild sxx.

5.♨️Dear pile 5, you attract fated, meant to be sxx. It's all about you receiving. When someone wants you, they see you as this gift from heaven. They want to touch all of your body, they want to devour you. And they want you to feel it. I'm telling you, they want you naked and they just love all of it. They just really want to touch you. You are their main course and dessert, you are their whole meal. You are that special 18K cake and they want it all. That said, there is a bit of a pxrnish side here, kinda like they are a bit of a pxrvert, when it comes to you. They also want to devour you with their eyes. It's very possible they could enjoy, if there is a mirror or that they could see your reflection through windows. You attract sxx, where your person feels like they are meant to serve you & that means they need to in that sense be the dominant one. So, let's say you want to be on top, they would start to push their hips up, aka fxck you from under, and they love how your body moves then. Oh my goodness, do I even know, how to put it into words, what I'm seeing here?? But yeah, you are the one receiving. They really want to find all the ways to serve you right and they will definitely ask for your permission, so make sure to tell them. Because they seem to want you wide open, like they would open your legs wide open.. Yeah, just make sure to tell them, what's not okay and what you like, they take you seriously. And they just love to watch everything and all the shaking. Like when they play with their hands in your lower part, they love to watch that and love you watching it. Same when they play with your tatas. Same when they fxck you. Let's say they come from behind, they would love you to see from a reflection what it looks like and what they look like. Same if from the front, like let's say they touch you with their fingers and then they kiss your body from down to up, they would love you to see through a mirror or reflection, how they are moving closer towards your face, like.. yeah, I'm sure you catch the drift. They love to watch how your are tatas are moving, they love that. They love to play with them & "roll" them around in circles. Same with your lower part. They love doing things with their fingers down there and with their mouth. And it is indeed real raw fxcking. Like in so many positions, places and multiple rounds. Yeah, this pile is really something. And I don't know why, but I keep getting that they have a thicker one, their D. Also, something really strongly coming through as well is healing sxx & magical sxx. It means it's special and amazing. You attract the perfect match, like the sxx is always amazing. You attract sxx, where you have incredible chemistry with your person and there is balance of passion and love. It's so much good. ++: My goodness, you attract sxx, where your person really wants you to feel that your body is loved & your person truly wants you to feel loved. A lot of intimacy, embraces, kisses and then touching you softly, lovingly and with their mouth. They love your tatas and down there (their face, mouth, hands). They love to touch your ass. They like to kiss all of your body, even licking & sucking. Your person wants to be all you need and more. They really want to show you and they really want you in every way. I see deep kisses. Admiration and adoration. They love watching you & all your movements. You are so hot to them. They want you so bad, so thirsty for you. They really love having their dxck inside you. They really love doing you. They want to make you moan, they want you to feel, how you are so desired by them. It's really a pleasure to them to give you. It shows doing it in many places, the kitchen is coming through, living-room, bedroom, the floor, etc, many rounds, many times, different positions, it's gonna be intense and wild and passionate, it's gonna be raw fxcking, it's gonna be love making and making love. It feels like there is so much to tell with this pile but I tried my best and I hope you are getting the message.

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mothhball · 3 months

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Dark! Tom (from the party) has had a thing for Janet and Bill’s barely legal neighbor for so long. So at their party, while everyone else is drunk and too oblivious, Tom follows her outside and ((;

THE PARTY FAVOR

DARK!TOM X FEM!READER

summary Tasked with congratulating Janet in your parent's name, you head over to hand over a party favor. But a bottle of champagne isn't the only thing that's being thirsted over tonight.

warnings Tom is a little gross in this lmao. But it's Dark!Tom, so what do you expect ��💦 Big age difference!! (Reader is freshly 18, Tom is in his late thirties) P in V , unprotected, hints of drug use, foul language, alcohol consumption, cheating

notes Whoops, this got a little longer than I planned! my last little gift before I go on vacation lmao <3 tysm for requesting this, anon! I had fun writing this! Please turn a blind eye to any mistakes, I'm tired aaaaa

! MINORS DNI !

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“God, I haven’t seen you in years.”

You tense up at the voice, turning around to stare at a familiar face. You were just in the middle of hyping yourself up to even knock on the door when said door opened, leaving you unprepared and caught off-guard like a deer in the headlights. But it’s not the person you expected. No, instead of the expected Janet, her friend April is staring back at you, throwing a wrench into your plans. See, you’re here on a mission. A mission with easy instructions.

Your parents left a bottle of champagne and a greeting card on the counter before they went to the theater, asking you to head over to your neighbors Bill and Janet to congratulate them on Janet’s ministerial appointment. But now, you’re already going off-course.

“April… lovely to see you,” you smile at her, nodding down towards the gift you brought. But before April can respond, Janet’s voice can be heard from inside.

“Who is it?”

“Your neighbor. The little one. Well, not so little anymore.” April gives you a once-over, not even pretending to be cordial with you. In a way, it’s admirable of her. She never bends over backwards to please people, and she definitely has no trouble speaking her mind. If only she wasn’t such a fucking hater.

Janet joins her in the doorway, looking at you with an expression that’s both relieved and distressed. If you’re the deer in the headlights, she’s the deer that has already made acquaintance with the hood of a bulky SUV.

“Oh, what a surprise. I didn’t expect you to come over, honestly. So lovely to see you. How are your parents?” Janet begins, raising her voice a little to drown out an argument that’s happening inside. You can see the forced smile, the exhaustion in every line on her face. And then, to both April’s and your surprise, Janet invites you inside with a wave of her hand. This wasn’t the plan. Not at all. You’re supposed to hand over the bottle and card and leave. Leave. Going inside the damn house definitely wasn’t part of your instructions.

“Uhm… Look, Janet, if this is a bad time –“ You try to decline, only to be cut off by the hostess of the party.

“No, no. Don’t be silly. Please, come in.” She notices your skeptical glance past her into the house, realizing that, despite her best efforts, you must’ve heard the last syllables of the argument that happened in the living room. Still, Janet puts on a brave face, desperate to play the part of the overjoyed, newly elected minister. The silence between you drags on for a few more seconds before she steps aside to make the invitation even more clear.

“Please,” she repeats, and this time it sounds like a plea you’re too polite to ignore.

The house feels off. You've been over a few times before, and the place has never once felt this… depressing. The living room reeks of misery, and you get the feeling that you stumbled into something you shouldn't be a part of. But now you're here, still clutching the bottle of champagne and the greeting card. There's a little stain on the red envelope, caused by your clammy hands digging into the paper, but you just assume that Janet won’t care.

You’re proven right when she takes the gift from you, only to immediately set the card aside in favor of opening the bottle of champagne. As she pours enough glasses for everyone, she tentatively tries to make conversation.

“I heard it was your birthday? You’re 18 now, aren’t you? God, what an age… So young. And so full of joy…” she trails off for a moment, and you witness in real time how her expression falls and twists into something pained and dejected. Then she catches herself and clears her throat, quickly replacing her sullen demeanor with something more cheerful. A typical politician.

“Well, happy belated birthday.”

Everyone else is stuck in their own thoughts, quietly muttering their congratulations, and you’re once again reminded why you never join the celebrations whenever your parents receive an invitation from Janet. You grace the group with a tight-lipped smile, downing your glass of champagne and accepting a refill.

The slam of the bathroom door almost causes you to drop your drink, and as you look up, you’re met by the sight of Tom stomping back into the room. You pause, unable to stop your eyes as they rake across his form, taking in the tension that has captivated every cell in his body. His forehead is covered by a thin layer of sweat, and his usually neat hair is tousled, plucked apart by skittish hands. You also don’t miss the way he hurriedly rubs the tip of his finger over his gums.

Tom clears his throat, straightening his ridiculously expensive suit jacket as he approaches you, and he meets your gaze with a look of recognition in his baby blues. Out of everyone in this dreadful group of characters, it’s him you get along with the most. At least you did, back when you last spoke and the air didn’t feel as thick as fucking tar. Something about Tom’s arrival only causes the tension to worsen, and you flinch as Janet’s hand lands on your shoulder.

“And your parents? Going on vacation, are they?”

You blink at her, taking a moment to digest the absolute whiplash this entire situation is giving you. This feels hellish, in a way. As if you’ve wandered into your own spinoff of Dante’s Inferno, desperate to crawl out of this ring of hell and back to your room to try and forget this ever happened.

“Yeah… They’re leaving for Italy in two days. Turin. For three weeks.”

Janet nods, looking absent as you answer the question she asked in the first place, and you awkwardly sip on your glass as she starts a new topic without acknowledging your response. You can feel Tom seething next to you as Janet speaks, radiating a nasty energy that’s seemingly directed at the host, sitting not too far away on a chair in the middle of the room. Tom’s jaw clenches, and you can practically hear how his teeth grind together.

Finally, he snaps.

“Are we going to pretend that nothing happened? Are we seriously going to pretend that Bill didn’t fuck my wife?”

The room immediately falls silent, and your eyes almost pop out of your head. So that was the topic of the earlier argument. You look at him, and he scoffs, turning away from the group.

“God, I –“ He cuts himself off, running his hands through his hair and down his face as if he’s trying to wipe the turmoil and exhaustion off his skin. Obviously, to no avail. “I need some air.”

Some minutes pass, and you feel incredibly out of place as another argument starts within the group, only getting worse with every glass of champagne—and now wine—that’s being chugged by everyone involved. You clear your throat, trying make yourself known.

“I should go as well. Uhm… it’s been nice. Congrats again, Janet.”

The woman in question doesn’t even notice that you’re slinking away from the party, too busy glaring daggers into her husband while Bill is talking about Marianne, Tom’s beautiful wife. Good lord, you’ve never felt more relieved to leave someone’s home.

Outside, you march through the small backyard, heading straight to the little gate that separates your property from your neighbor’s, and you’re almost back within your comfort zone when a voice stops you.

“Hey. Come… Come here for a moment.” You look over your shoulder, spotting Tom as he’s leaning against the wall next to the dustbins, head in his hands. Torn between your desire to leave and the empathy you feel for the man, you hesitate for a breath before you approach him.

“Are you alright? I can’t imagine…”

Without answering, Tom lifts the lid off one of the dustbins, revealing a gun sitting pretty among the trash. You can feel the blood draining from your face, and you recoil, breath hitching within your throat.

“Jesus Christ – “

“Shh, shh! I know. Just –“ Tom cuts himself off, raising his hands in an effort to calm you down. When you’re just looking at him instead of running, he lets out a sigh of utter devastation. “You know I can’t do this. And I won’t, but... I… I found out this morning that Bill…”

He shakes his head, unable to finish his sentence, and your heart twists a little as you see the tears welling up in his eyes. In an attempt to comfort him, you reach out to set a gentle hand on his shoulder, which causes him to crumble even more. Tom lets out a choked scoff, shaking his head as his anger grows alongside the grief and disappointment.

“And I’ve always been faithful! I never cheated on Marianne! Even though I’ve had plenty of opportunities! Even… God, even with you around, I’ve always… always kept a grip on myself.”

He sniffles, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, before he meets your eyes again, and you startle. There’s still anger in his eyes. But another emotion has joined in as well, filling his gaze with something dark and hungry that causes you to pull your hand back again.

Suddenly, you’re very aware of your situation.

“I’m sick of pretending. Sick of denying myself. I’m a man too, god damnit.”

He’s quick to snatch you, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you in against his frame. You know you should struggle. You should tell him off. But you’d be a liar if you claimed that he had never once crossed your mind late at night. Tom is the kind of man who inspires your hands whenever you touch yourself. His face is the one you imagine hovering above yours when you’re knuckle-deep in your pretty little pussy.

“Wait, I –“ You try to speak, but he’s quick to maneuver you up against the wall, pressing you against brick and mortar and trapping you in place with his body.

“No. I’ve waited long enough.” He grits his teeth, catching both your wrists to pin them behind yourself over the small of your back and hold them in place with one of his larger hands. “Do you know how hard it was? To see you prancing around… I was always scared you’d have a boyfriend when you turned 18. Lucky me.”

You swallow hard, letting out a squeak as his free hand reaches around to pull up your shirt and bra, revealing your soft skin to the mild air and his eager fingers. Tom rolls one of your nipples between his pointer and thumb, tugging the hardening bud before he moves onto the next one, and you can hear how shaky his breath is getting as he continues to grope your tits. You squirm at a particularly harsh tug, causing him to press you up further against the wall, immobilizing you completely as he undoes his belt and zipper.

His deft hands take care of your jeans and panties next, opening them and pulling them down as much as he needs to gain access to your sweet cunt.

“Tom…” you whine, feeling the head of his cock brushing up against your dripping slit. He grunts in response, not bothering to hear you out as he sinks his length into your velvety folds, causing his breath to shudder against the shell of your ear. You wince, letting out a soft noise of discomfort as he pushes deeper, rolling his hips against yours to set a shallow rhythm.

“You can take it. Look at how fucking wet you are. You’ve thought about this before, haven’t you?”

You want to protest, but right as you open your mouth, he aims a rough thrust up against that delicious sweet spot within your cunt, luring a filthy noise from your lips that only spurs him on even more. Tom still has your arms restrained, picking up the pace of his thrusts as he stretches you open on his cock, getting your tight walls used to his girth.

His fingers push into your mouth, middle and ring pressing down on your tongue to make you gag and whimper simultaneously. Every time he shoves his fingers deeper, your body tenses and drool dribbles down your chin, right onto your exposed tits. It’s rough and fast, overwhelming you in more ways than one. Tom grunts into the crook of your neck, panting against your skin like a man possessed only by the desire to claim, to mark, to own.

The wedding ring still sitting around his finger clinks against your teeth, and you cringe, letting out a soft whine of discomfort that’s quickly shushed by the man behind you.

“Shh… Just be a good girl for me, yeah? Fuck, you squeeze my cock so well when you gag on my fingers…”

He pounds his hips against yours in quick, deep thrusts, fucking his cock into your cunt at an angle that makes your toes curl and your knees buckle. In that moment, you’re grateful that he chose to take you against the brick wall since you’re heavily relying on the structure and Tom’s grip on you to stay upright.

“And you’re so sweet… You don’t care about my job, right? No, you don’t. You’re not like Marianne. Always being so fucking sentimental on her high horse.”

He spits out the words, silencing any further comments from himself by sinking his teeth into your shoulder. The rhythm of his thrusts quickens as he chases his high, and his hand finally releases your wrists to instead reach between your thighs to rub insistent circles around your clit. The sudden jolt of pleasure draws a wail from your lips, and Tom pulls his fingers free from your mouth to instead stifle any noises more effectively with the palm of his hand. His mouth is next to your ear, allowing you to hear every rasp of his breath and the subtle whine of his voice.

“You’re going to cum for me, right? You’re going to finish nice and quietly like a good girl on my cock, hm? Yes, you are.”

He uses his grip over your jaw to make you nod, and he hums in approval as he meets your hazy eyes. Slowly, the pace of his fingers on your clit builds into a crescendo, and his gaze never once strays away from your face. Like a man dying of thirst, Tom drinks in every twitch in your expression, every breathy groan that’s muffled by his hand. He leans in to rest his forehead against yours right as you cream all over his length, twitching while he fucks you through your climax. Groaning, he removes his hand from your jaw to hold onto the flesh of your hips, pistoning into your fluttering cunt even faster, harder, more desperately.

Finally, his thrusts grow erratic, and he pulls out of you at the very last second, reaching for your panties to shoot his thick cum all over the soft fabric. Tilting his head back, he swallows hard as he milks himself dry with a few more pumps of his hand before he releases his grip on you. You slump against the wall, trying to catch your breath while Tom straightens out his appearance.

“This was… worth the wait,” he pants out, reaching into his pocket to pull out a marker. He kneels down, holding onto your knee, while he writes his phone number on the inside of your thigh, marking your skin with the black ink.

“Text me when your parents are in Venice. Or Turin. Or wherever the fuck they’re going.”

You nod back at him, whispering a small "alright," which makes him pause. He gets back up to his feet, pressing a quick kiss to your temple before he takes off his wedding ring and drops it into the dustbin right next to the gun. Your eyes meet again, and his expression softens for a split second before he leaves to get back into the house, throwing himself back into the dreadful party and leaving you behind to walk back home with shaky legs and sticky underwear.

Two days later, your parents finally leave for their trip. You follow them to the doorstep, watch with baited breath as luggage is crammed into the family car and the GPS is set up. Then, after the exchange of hugs and goodbyes; after your mom hands you 50 quid as an extra allowance and she waves to you out of the window as your dad starts the motor, they drive off and leave you alone. The house feels dreadfully empty as you close the door and lean against the frame. A minute goes by. Then another.

Eventually, you reach for your phone and open the contact you shouldn’t have saved.

“I’m home alone.”

Sent. Received. Read. For a moment, there’s nothing. You bite the nail of your thumb, grappling with the possibility that he regrets what happened and is now trying to avoid you. And maybe that would be for the best. Maybe you’d be able to move past it and make peace with the fact that you’ll never be able to feel those hands on your skin again. But then those little dots pop up. He’s typing. He’s responding.

“Good girl. I’m coming over.”

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celibibratty · 7 months

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I see this year won't be a year of much fanart, ~like someone care😒, i accepting that this year won't be a year that i will draw much, I mean i will draw a lot, but nothing interesting

#reflection #I training this painting/color theory thing #I sick of feeling down cuz i feel my abilities are not as overpower compared to others💢#This year me and marina have a lot of goals(i don't like to put expectations or promise anything but i hope we keep up till the end)#Probably will have one or another fanart cuz it always has i always do(but i won't worry too much about that)#I'm in my pony era more like the beggining era(cuz the mane sixes always had) i'm more willing to draw them #i need to train rarity people will think i don't like her i like her i just don't know how to draw her hair💦#But i still will post art It just won't be interesting things cuz i don't like this thing of artirsts almost fooling...#Other artists/people by only posting the finished/interesting images as if it's easy or we draw like this all the time...#I like to be what i wanted to see 😤 so i like to post the non interest/the trainings too #I understand why people do that now(to be/look professional)but i don't like it #My tumblr/social media is not mine portofolio #People will have to endure my texts and rambles

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cutielatias · 2 years

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🎆Músicas de 2022✨

●Sacrifice(by T.A.T.U)

●Crawling in the dark(by Hoobastank)

●Lost my DS stylus(by KidSnorlax)

●Woman(by Doja cat)

●sueños muertos(by Bitter end)

●we shall all bleed(by deadlock)

●melodia envolventemente envolvente 4(by Montage, DJ Dudah)

●Bite me(by Avril lavigne)

●niwaka ame(by Tsukiko amano)

●animal i have become(cover español by naranjo)

●hoshi no hate (by Fumiko orikasa)

●LOLLIPOP (spanish cover by piyo,lena etc)

●try (by Patrick brasca & jay chou)

●Clear eyes (by Aidan swank ft bleachblonde)

●Start a fire (by Ryan star)

●Cinderella(by Miss papaya)

●Hero (by Miss papaya)

●Maps (rock version)(cover by our last night)

●Fire (by ÍV)

●Levitating(cover by archers)

●More than friends(by Victoria duffield)

●U know what's up (turning red soundtrack)

●Celestial being (Princess kaguya ost)

●Dominion (by Skillet)

●y voy (by Zion y lennox ft daddy yankee)

●Bimbo doll(by Tila tsoli)

●My boyfriend (by Bubbles)

●Do you think i'm pretty(by creamy)

●Stranded(by plumb)

●Can you feel the sunshine(sonic R ost)

●Totalmente demais(by Perlla)

●Love mist (by Alexis jordan)

●PASSINHO DO MAGRONES(by montagem, Dj mandrake)

●One that I want(by PUBLIC)

●Love me back (sped up) (by Trinidad cardona)

●redchinawave (by zzx3rown)

●The once and Future king (by bloc party)

●lay it down (by steelix)

●papi (by Jennifer lopez)

●Love the way you hate me(by like a storm)

●Hang up (by WRLD ft Savoi)

●opening (dragon hunters soundtrack)

●set it on fire (by my darkest days)

●beautiful mistakes (by maroon5)

●kogda ryadom ty (by Vintage)

●vem de chicote,algema,corda de alpinista(sped up)(by deize trigona)

●This is me(the barbie diaries soundtrack)

●Shine(barbie in 12 dancing princesses soundtrack)

●elevate (by Big Time Rush)

●i know you know (by Big Time Rush)

●Dance like an african(by Lou Bega)

●song for clay (disappear here)(normal+instrumental)(by bloc party)

●i still remember(normal+instrumental)(by bloc party)

●Never again(by Breaking benjamin)

●Substance(nightcore)(by 03 greedo)

●Brisé (by Maitre gims)

●Laissez passer(by Maitre gims)

●Earth to move (by Maroon5)

●Love veritable(by pony pony run run)

●Boyfriend(cover by ISSUES)

●stitches (cover by State champs)

●Goodbye (by Forrest isn't dead)

●Michael(by Remi wolf)

●Waiting for the 7.18 (by bloc party)

●Vision of heaven(by Bloc party)

●Main theme (bleach live action 2018 ost)(by Yutaka yamada)

●Mosquito bite (by ALEXANDROS)

●little thoughts(by bloc party)

●storm and stress(by bloc party)

●skeleton(by bloc party)

●kto tebe skazal (schastlivy vmeste ost)

●want more before I go home(mashup)(jason derulo vs usher)

●love nwantiti(by Ckay)

●V.A.L.I.S (by bloc party)

●Crina negra(by banda patrulha)

●Garden in the air (by BoA)

●Back to back (by Bray me)

●Eu tenho Cristo (by Bem da hora)

●Um norte (by Bem da hora)

●Save me (by my darkest days)

●4 early demos (by bloc party)

●Hurricane venus(by BoA)

●Clock work (by Tsukiko amano & hanatan)

●ASSOMBRA MATRIX 2 (sped up)(by montagem)

●Best I Ever Found (by Mitchell Marlow)

●You Make Me Go Crazy(by Jaco Caraco)

●Maybe you saved me(by Bad suns ft PVRIS)

●We will always win (by Mitchell Marlow)

●Mean (by Bloc party)

●Truth (by Bloc party)

●Summer sunshine(barbie in a mermaid tale soundtrack)

●One in a million(by breathe electric)

●letting go(dutty love)(by Sean Kingston ft Nicki minaj)

●You & me(by Marshmello)

●Just like you (by set for the fall)

●The last song (by 12 Stones)

●Three nails (by set for the fall)

●Anima rossa (by Porno graffitti)

●Got ur number(v2)(by Bugcried)

●Who i am (bratz rock angelz soundtrack)

●Grow up (blah blah blah)(bratz rock angelz soundtrack)

●NASA x E.T(mashup) Ariana grande, katy perry

●Home (by set for the fall)

●Desconfio (by CPM 22)

●Fantasize (by Ericdoa)

●I don't care(bratz rock angelz soundtrack)

●Collapsed (by Al & Aj)

●Go off (by Dawin)

●Ain't it funny (by Jennifer lopez)

●Red is blue (by Ben Folds)

●Tree critter (Hoodwinked soundtrack)

●All I wanted (by Paramore)

●For a pessimist, i'm pretty optimistic (by Paramore)

●The Last first born(by celldweller)(Audiotec,Klayton remix,normal)

●Sha la la la (by hye kyo)(full house ost)

●I think I (by BYUL)(full house ost)

●geu deh ji geum (by Lee boram)(full house ost)

●Glad you came (boyce avenue cover)

●My pace (by Sunset Swish)

●Stand up be strong (bleach ost)

●Happy girl (by bubbles)

●Until the day i die (annaliese cover)

●Perfect enemy (tatu metal cover)(by Synthetic graphics inc)

●I H3ART YOU (by Boy fantasy ft G0r3c0r3)

●papaoutai (by stromae)

●Bodaiju (by Tsukiko amano)

●Super freaky girl x luxurious (tik tok remix)

●Closer (tik tok remix)|KToo Music

●Attachment (by Kanii ft Bossa)

●Stutter (by My darkest days)

●The way we talk (by the maine)

●You're a god (by vertical horizon)

●Say jambo (by mohombi)

●All hail shadow(by magna-fi)

●all things she said(rock/metal cover by lena scissorhands ft Chase the comet)

●We were lovers (by bloc party)

●It's a jungle out here(by Philip Lawrence ft UAKTI)(brazilian version)

●ALWAYS DO (Sandrø reggae remix)(by the kid Laroi)

●Take your shirt off(by millionaires)

●So bitter(by stxlkin)

●Lovin (by Mohombi)

●Do me right (by Mohombi)

●dirty situation(by Mohombi)

●Sex your body (by Mohombi)

●Blue kush bday (bk beats tool)(by merca bae)

●Molitva cowboys (by kanzler gi)

●Welcome home (by Coheed and Cambria)

●Psycho in love (by patent pending)

●Hero (cover by Youth never dies and ankor)

●Rumors (by NEFFEX)

●Faces (by Lene Marlin)

●Pegasus (by Horsegiirl)

●The love bug (by M-FLO ft BoA)

●Starsiigns(by Horsegiirl)

●She's wild( by Merk & Kremont,the beach)

●Cain said to abel (by bloc party)

●Bob Dylan(by fall out boy)

●Boop boy (by caramella girls)

●party party (tik tok remix)(by yally)

●when you cry (by vertical horizon)

●lola (by superbus)

●Secret (by austin mahone)(slowed)

●STAY (No resolve cover)

●Pressure (by RAINS)

●Ohio is for lovers (by hawthorne heights)

●Bleed (by stxlkin)

●Death city (by Garelyhuman + syris & 03osc)

●Popstarz (by syris, hoshie star & maxo xoxo [pixelhood])

●Victim (by 1stress ft xofilo)

●Callum is a snake (by bloc party)

●Nerve (by set for the fall)

●Let go (by set for the fall)

#music #oh!~ it didn't turn out as big as i thought it would be #these are some of the songs that I found/listened a lot in 2022 (or songs that mark 2022 for me)#the songs are not from this year😅 most are even old songs but i found them this year #or i already known them but them turn out more memorable for me on this year #We shall all bleed: on this song i kinda only listen to the guitar part😅💦not that the song is bad no no💦#but i like the guitar part only(and a little the woman part)(in case you wonder this is my fav part 3:54 till 4:26)#sometimes i wonder if people have that?some songs that they only enjoy cuz of a certain part🤔#U know what's up: on this song i always hear you know what's sus instead of up hahaha😂 so funny #*you know what's sus you know it's us yeah*#I just can't complain too much about this turn1ng r3d cuz the songs are good😑#(but i didn't saw the movie yet so idk but the little that i saw i don't feel i will like it/its my type😑)#Celestial being:i can't believe princess kaguya was kinapped by the moon people in the same day of sean's birthday😂😂😅#Finally now has this song!back when the movie was released didn't have much videos of it the only way to listen was to seeing the scene #Bimbo doll: I was in doubt whether to put this song yes or no because I like the song but for some reason the song gives me a bad feeling #I think it's because reminds me of something bad but it's weird because I don't know what it is I just feels #the only thing that keeps me from getting too*trigger* with this song is cuz i associate the song with l0punny(it's super her vibe😅😂)#vem de chicote algema corda de alpinista:música bem sem noção né😅mas eu precisava botar essa música na lista eu ouvi bastante ela😅😆#(essa música é basicamente essa s&m da r1hanna versão brasileirada😅😅)#i know you know: i was looking for this song for years!! i remember when i was a kid we used to have a garfield keypad phone #i remember i used to have 3 btr songs on it *boyfriend* *if i rule the world* and a third one who i didn't remember the name💦#the only things that i remember about the song was that:#●the song has a girl voice on it ● was a little similar to this if i rule the world ●and the clip was something to do with spaceship #and this one has all of this traits sooo i think this is the song!!#finally! this song was my fav✨ and i think still being(i listen to this song all the time😆)#4 early demos:this not exactly a song name this a name of a video with 4 earlydemos of Bloc party(all are very cool✨my fav is the last✨💧)#One in a million:this song kinda suck💦cuz the rest of the song is not as good as this parts(beggining-01:07-01:35)i mean is not bad but...#But this parts are more cool #Closer(tiktok remix):idk the name of this remix😑💧 so since idk the name i put it the name of the channel that put it this version

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A Doe in Fall (Part 9)

⟢HumanAlastor x FemaleBurlesquerReader - A Doe in Fall

A burlesquer with a penchant for conning men, you find your latest game interrupted when your next mark saves you from an aggressive fan— by killing him. The chance encounter left you curious, still half convinced you could complete your normal chase. Unbeknownst to you, you were the one being tracked.

Part 1 - Pretty in Red smut💦 Part 2 - Liar smut💦 Part 3 - A Tragedy smut💦 Part 4 - Enough Part 5 - Too Much Part 6 - Learning smut💦 Part 7 - Recognition smut💦 Part 8 - Trust sexual 🥵 Part 9 - Shiny Things 📍 Part 10 - Good Deeds

Part 9 - Shiny Things

Ephi moves in, and Ruth reads you like an open book.

「Warnings/Promises: HumanAlastor x Fem! BurlesqueReader, Reference to domestic abuse of non-reader character, fucks, crows, swans, emotions be emotioning, so many birds, I don’t think reader is Aromantic I think she’s just stubborn, Cliff diving is just a joke do not follow people off cliffs, everyone is kicking reader’s ass in some way, my apologies to parts of Texas but not Texas as a whole」

Long time no see ! My head wasn’t in the right space for this story, and my head was also literally not doing well. But! Reading glasses helped since I’m writing on my phone like 7 inches from my face. the goal is Wednesday updates~ there’s about four parts already written so we’ve got a month of runway 👌🏼 Wednesday mornings are ‘God, That’s Good’ by @macabr3-barbi3 and nights are ADIF!

🎶 last time on A Doe In Fall 🎶 : you came home from your first week staying officially at Alastor’s to find your estranged sister waiting on your stoop.

this isn’t sexy but just like minors come on, MDNI? This blog is a sex shop

It’s not that you hated your sister, it’s that you resented her. You could love someone and not like them an ounce… but unfortunately when she left so did your familial love. Which meant all that held you together now was distrust and an obligation to a dead woman.

“So things didn’t pan out up north?” You waved her into your apartment, agitation apparent in even the gesture of your arm.

“It’s peachy! Just need to lay low a bit.” She said it with a chipper voice while looking around your apartment like she paid for it. “Wow you weren’t lying about the no money, huh? Talk about a shoebox.”

Charming.

“Well, Ephi, you’re welcome to leave.” While you didn’t understand the name it wasn’t your business to question what someone asked to be called. Especially considering your own dual identity. You may have disliked the woman but human decency still hung to the bones of the relationship you called your sisterhood.

An obnoxious chuckle, “Nah it’ll do! Just the one single bed?”

“Why would I have more than one bed?”

A deep sigh from her, “Still last to be picked by the fellas, sis?” Her hand passed over your dresses hanging in the open closet, “The ugly duckling was always your favorite story.”

The fine hairs rose on the back of your neck, a cat’s hackles moving as the anger bristled through your body. You opened your mouth to shout all the ways you were not the ugly one in the room, hand already in the air to direct her attention to the dried, hanging flowers covering the far wall. How many people threw flowers at her feet? How many proposals were shouted to her? Wedding rings slipped off fingers and into pockets for her?

The air in your lungs went flat as a small fire of embarrassment rose in your gut.

How could she so quickly reduce you to a little girl again? Taking the bait for a fight you couldn’t win, because she wasn’t listening to anything but her own voice. Biting the inside of your cheek, your hand fell back to your side.

“You can take it. I’ll just be by for clothes now and then. Been staying with a friend closer to work.” Flipping through your mind you tried to catalog your valuables. What did you absolutely need to not turn up missing?

Ephi sat on the bed and crossed her legs in her best imitation of a lady. “Staying with Mister Fancy Pants?” A smile that reminded you of your childhood. A smile that said, “I won’t tell mom!” Right before turning and running to your mother’s ear.

“No.”

A giggle two octaves above her usual tone, “Sure, okay! No skin off my back.”

You took your time to gather the items you had forgotten first, then the items you didn’t want her to have. Unsure how exactly to tell Alastor why a week into sharing his home officially you were already redecorating, you left that for your future self to figure out. The first item was obvious.

An angel statue your mother kept on her nightstand. You wrapped it in some newspaper, trying not to look in her direction.

Your sister chased dick like most people chased liberty. Something she shared with your mother. Which was her right, but it rubbed you the wrong way how she would always forget everyone else in her life when she had a man to call her own. A fair weather friend, at that.

“How’s Howard?” The dick that took her away so many years ago.

She abandoned the lady act and rummaged through your cabinets, “Who’s that?”

Right.

A gold coin on a necklace. You slipped it inside a sock.

“So, then, who is the man of the hour?”

Ephi began opening the dresser drawers, poking here and there. “Whaddya mean! I am an independent woman.”

You weren’t sure that had ever been true. While your mother had drilled it into your skull to never place yourself in the need of a man, she always seemed to throw her heart (and house keys and purse strings…) at the feet of any man willing to love her.

“Love” her.

There was no love in any of that. A common problem of confusing love with any and all intense emotions affected your mother and many others.

Slashed furniture is not adoration. Breaking windows is not a love language. Bruises are not affection.

Your hands ran down the bag’s shapeless sides. Without thinking, you smiled. Adoration. Love languages. Affection. You had them and the knowledge of their secrets all to yourself.

Secrets you didn’t need slipping out. Secrets your sister couldn’t hold to save her life, or yours for that matter. You hurried around the room grabbing knick-knacks and photos and jewelry. Alastor would be at work soon, you wondered if you should call to warn him. This time not about a hot headed flatfoot but a nosey sibling.

You’d tell him later. No reason to talk to Brenda again. Quickly your leather bag got full and heavy. What was supposed to be a casual foray into sharing a home already turning into a full on move.

Everything you needed and a few things no one ever would, because damn would Ephi pawn them the very second she needed something, were safely zipped away. Any plans to relax at home before work were abandoned and you just marched to the door.

A random memory flashed behind your eyes, washing Alastor’s hair in the tub until the water ran clear. Why now? The only memory shared in your apartment. And it was an awful one. But, it had Alastor. That gave it value.

“Hey, if any men come by looking for me you just don’t answer, okay?” You forced your face to relax, to show the sincerity you worked so hard to keep to yourself, “Please, Ephi.”

Her smile widened past unnaturally white teeth, no money for a room but clearly cash for peroxide tooth gel, “Ooh, why? Little sister make some enemies?”

Why couldn’t she just fucking agree?

“My job sometimes attracts crazies. I don’t tell them where I live but occasionally they figure it out. They’ve gotten violent before so…just don’t answer the buzzer. They’ll say they’re damn near anyone to get you to let them up.” You stopped the nervous twisting of your bag’s handle, “Boyfriend, boss, detective. They've tried it all.”

“Aww, sis. Look at you.” She leaned her full figure against the open door frame, arm raised up like a pin up. Ephi was always effortlessly enchanting when her mouth was closed. “Stalkers? Mama would be so proud. Finally learning how to catch a man’s attention.”

The tears that stung your eyes were inspired partly by anger and partly by pain. They came so suddenly you could only laugh in response.

“Lovely to see your new name hasn’t changed you, Ephi. I’ll be back occasionally. Don’t steal anything, no strangers over. Spare key is in the bowl by the door.”

“Oh hey!”

You turned back.

“I do need some cash. Until I find work.”

The numbness blanketed you with a chill.

“I’ve got like, three bucks. Is that fine?”

Why did you ask that? You knew she could very well say it wasn’t fine and you’d be obligated to offer to get more. Atleast, that’s what you’d have done when you were younger. How easily you both slipped into old roles. Or perhaps she never grew out of hers.

She mulled it over, “Yeah that’ll be fine.” Her hand came out and waited for the bills.

An open palm waiting for your money.

You pulled the folded bills from your wallet and set them in her hand without touching her skin.

“Thanks sis!” She turned and closed the door before you could reply.

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The other dancers shot you a look when your bag jingled and clanked as it hit the floor, you wincing as you remembered the ceramic figurine.

“You…. going somewhere, hun? The detective got you on something?”

A quick shake of your head. You hadn’t considered the optics. Luckily it was early enough the room wasn’t very busy. A few select missing women would have pried for more information. Your hands fidgeted, unsure what to do. On the way in you saw some newer talent getting their feet on stage, maybe watch them? Too early for make up.

A loving voice from Ruth, always a savior, “Cigarette?”

You melted at the offer. Alastor wasn’t a fan of the smell so you were slyly cutting back.

She popped a sun bleached folding chair open and set it in between you both as a footrest. So many broken and ruined chairs littered the sides of the dingy roof, you were shocked she found a good one on her first try.

“Alright, tell me what happened with that detective. Do I need to go rough up a city employee?” Ruth leaned back and settled into her chair with a creak and a whine of the wood.

You needed a second, eyes flitting around as she handed her cigarette for you to take a drag. What could you say? What did she already know? You’d not spoken about it since she helped shoo him away but the appearance of half your belongings haphazardly stuffed into a bag clearly had her alarms going off.

“So remember the guy who came by for me? Tall handsome one.”

She nodded enthusiastically, “Yes! Of course. Don’t forget a name like his. Or face.” She whistled like a crude man trying to get a woman’s attention in the most annoying way.

“The detective thinks he did something to Tommy. That he was jealous. Which is ridiculous-,” you felt a nervous energy slip down your arms.

An abrupt laugh, “That string bean couldn’t open a heavy window. He didn’t do shit to Tommy. What a stupid thing to say.”

Did she notice how much you’d been holding your breath? A deep sigh as you let it go. “Exactly! He doesn’t even know about what happened that night with that guy and Tommy’s arrangement; it’s too mortifying. Anyway, the detective has been hounding me about it. I don’t wanna cause trouble.” You ashed the cigarette and held it out for her, “Stuff is still new with him and me, so I didn’t tell the detective his details or work anything. Why would I? So he can harass him too?” The words all tumbled out so quickly. A faucet turned too far to the left.

“Fair.” A few passes back and forth in what you hoped was a comfortable silence and not an indication she was piecing together things you needed to remain unlinked. Finally, “Didn’t realize you two were still seeing each other. Longest one you’ve kept for awhile now.”

Looking up, you marveled at the view of the open sky. Not a cloud in sight. A smile crept across your face, the heat of the sun warming you from the inside out. The slightest chill to the air warning you of Fall. “Yeah.”

She asked what made him so special and you didn’t know where to start. “The obvious,” you began. “He’s so-,”

“Clever.” “Handsome.”

You’d spoken at the same time, her attempt at soothsaying failing miserably.

“Clever, Ruth. He’s very clever. Handsome men are a dime a dozen. But he’s sharp as a tack.” She rolled her eyes and waved her hand around for you to go on. You let your mind toss out the shiniest examples. “He’s so skilled. He knows how to hunt and take apart animals. He can fish. Cooks like a dream. He knows how to clean clothes well and how to use a washing board.”

“Useful.” She mused. That isn’t what you meant. You weren’t trying to list off his features like a new appliance. It was just— impressive. He was well rounded.

“And he’s terribly kind. He’s always,” how to say it delicately, “going out of his way to help others solve their problems.” That seemed accurate and vague enough. You chuckled to yourself, remembering him at the kitchen table, “His face lights up so bright when he’s talking about his hobbies. Like, I can see his soul glittering behind his eyes and suddenly I’m just as interested in whatever he’s talking about as he is.” You let your eyes close around the mental image of his surprised face every time you complimented him. But they shot open when she began giggling, “What?”

“You’re in looooove,” her foot kicked yours, “I know that look. Head over heels already. Talking about him like he made the fucking stars.”

Wide eyed and stunned, was it written on your face so plainly? “Oh don’t say that. It makes me so uncomfortable. We’re just enjoying each other's company.” When she moved to give you the cigarette again you didn’t take it. “All I was saying was—,” fuck, what were you saying? That he was special? “He’s a very nice person to spend my limited time with. It’s a finite resource and all.”

With a shrug she took another puff, “What’s to be uncomfortable about? Falling in love is a wonderful thing, hun.”

Was it? Honestly, had she ever considered how much damage came with loving someone? It was putting your heart outside your body. Letting someone else carry it around and just praying they didn’t hurt you, or get hurt, or go off and die and take your heart with them. Why would anyone willingly do such a silly thing?

“Cheesy. And kind of creepy. Falling? How do I get back up if things go south?”

You’d successfully avoided emotional attachment to nearly every lover you’d taken. The way women seemed to get struck down dumb by any old John or Jane just wasn’t appealing. Love was for fools. The weak. The dependent.

Or, so you had whispered to yourself as you pretended to not be home when suitors came knocking, as you avoided ringing phones, as you apologized and slid out of restaurant seats after awkward dinners.

“If you fall hard enough, you don’t get back up.” She said it like it was a good thing. “You’ll love them forever, even if you hate em.”

That was the problem, too. How could she not hear that as she said it? All loss of control of your own heart and emotions was simply bad. People do irrational things for love.

You shivered, “That sounds absolutely horrid, Ruth.”

“Aah,” she dismissed you with a raspberry blown between her lips, “For the right man, you’ll find yourself enjoying the trip down!”

“Nah, I’m not fan of heights. No dick is worth that.”

“Is that all men are to you? Sex?” She guffawed, taken aback by your comment. Which was odd, given it was Ruth.

But, Yes.

Well. No . But — he wasn't a man. He was something different. The exception to the rule. Alastor was different.

Or, fine.

Yes, he was a man.

No, you didn’t see them as just sex. It was easier to say people were just pleasure and not stop to think about life any other way. Things got complicated when you added another person. Life became sloppy and uncontainable. If you stopped and considered the lives behind the people you used to lead on and let go before things got too difficult, you’d just wound yourself. It was easier to stop at sex.

When you could. Which you could, before. When sex was a token you traded back and forth with someone. But Alastor didn’t accept that currency. You couldn’t hand him your body and get brief but lovely companionship back. Your value had to lie elsewhere, the things you set before him and the wonders he had to offer were much richer in their worth than what you’d ever had before.

Sometimes it felt like you slid him a penny and he handed you a quarter. You found yourself scrounging up the petty coins of your worth and trying to save them up for him. Practicing your makeup, learning how he liked his coffee, remembering all of the things he said he hated and loved. Attempting to stop smoking. Every act was another shiny offering for him.

A crow scrounging the park grounds for glittering trash. Not very swan-like, you thought.

“You really don’t think you’re falling for him?” Ruth put out the cigarette in the coffee can beside her. As you turned to argue with her you saw her face full of amusement and incredulousness. It was rhetorical.

The argument withered and you could only pout, everyone that day seeming to catch your tongue, “I don’t wanna think about it. I’ll get scared and run away. He’ll figure out how little I have to give eventually. If anything more is gonna happen, it’ll happen. I’ll just… let it. Why ruin it with… saying childish things.”

“You’re naive but that’s okay. Enjoy the honeymoon stage while you can.”

Your eyes rolled, “What if he doesn’t feel the same? Why embarrass myself.” When you sighed the weight of just how heavy and true that sentiment was resonated in your stomach. Telling him you were falling in love? Alastor was a killer. His passion was singular. What good was a dame to him? No, worse than worthless. A liability. A witness. A weak point in the walls he so carefully crafted. If he knew you were in love with him he’d just end things sooner than they would have naturally.

“Dontcha wanna know if he’s a waste of that precious time, then?”

You cackled, choking on your spit. Alastor? He was the most worthwhile thing you’d ever encountered. Time with him suddenly had …. Value. That fucking word again. But time with him, it was slow enough to be deep and rich, but so fleeting you already felt a mourning mood for how much closer you were to the end.

You could only shake your head, “Wait, Ruth, didn’t you get divorced?”

“Shhh that doesn’t count!” She rose and stretched her long arms up to the sun and then out to the horizon, “Plus that’s how I know what I’m talking about! After the honeymoon phase? You’ll be arguing about laundry and wishing you were strangers again. Fighting about children and lawncare.”

As your finger nervously came to your mouth, teeth cutting into the nail, you considered how if Alastor complained about laundry and you could argue back with the comfort of knowing neither would simply leave, that’d be….nice. The safety of being honest without the fear of the other person giving up on you. Was that love?

And did that matter at all?

You’d thought earlier you knew the answers but now, when someone else said it, you got scared of those words.

Ruth must have put a spell on you. As you and a bevy of others danced in line on stage, arms over shoulders and legs kicking high enough to show cheek and jiggle the soft skin of your thighs and stomach, you felt butterflies in your gut. Alastor would be picking you up in a matter of hours.

A few men sent you drinks, which you repaid with a wink and a kiss blown across the bar before downing the liquor. It was the usual routine. You hadn’t felt nerves to see Alastor quite like that since sheepishly picking out “comfortable” shoes.

Alastor’s eyes widened when he took the bag from you, not noticing your attempts to avoid making eye contact. He let out a chuckle, his best attempt at stifling the joking question, “Already moving in?”

He realized quickly enough that wasn’t a good joke. Not when he finally looked up and saw your stare was distant.

“Everything okay, dear?” He walked to open your door for you, and you nodded a thank you and an affirmative.

Should you rip off the band aid? Should you just say it and see what happens?

When you turned to look at him and blurt out a confession, you were stopped by the profile of his face. What a gentle face. A lovely jaw. Even his bones were better than other people’s. What were you doing in this man’s car? What little pieces of glittering trash were you about to toss at him on a random Friday night?

No, in the books you read, confessions were always grande affairs. Fireworks and dinner parties and passionate kisses in rain storms.

You’d have to put a little effort into this. His brows rose as he clocked your staring. Eyes on the road, smirk pulled to the right, his hand came to rest on your thigh.

He deserved something much better than whatever you had to offer. Something unlike yourself entirely.

The drive home, and yes you let yourself linger on the word instead of shoo it away, you watched a deer jump across the dirt road just past the bridge.

“The bucks chase the does. It’s part of their mating ritual. I guess it’s not unlike the ‘playing hard to get’ some women like. The longer the chase, the prouder the buck to snag his prize.”

You laughed, “Women don’t like it, I don’t think. Well, some do I am sure but… If we don’t do that then people think we’re easy. We need plausible deniability. If people learn we put out we can claim we didn’t really want to and save some face.”

Alastor grimaced, “Gross.”

Unseen, you nodded and turned to watch the buck leap after its doe.

“Kind of funny, you chased me down, didn’t you?” Alastor’s comment pulled you back to him.

“Oh yes. That makes you my doe.” Your arm came to rest against the car door, the trees slowly rolling by in the darkness. “Reminds me of the small freckles across your shoulders.”

“My mighty buck!” He fawned, in jest, pretending to collapse into your lap. You shoved him back up and behind the wheel proper. “Well given the chance, I’d chase you for miles.” His hand flexed on your leg.

“To Texas?” You asked. Your usual end point.

“Further.”

“How far?”

“There is no limit. I’d … run right off a cliff, head first, if you were waiting at the bottom.” He took his hand back, needing both to hold the wheel. What he said hit him harder than he had intended. Was it too much? A tad too dramatic? A nervous clearing of his throat, followed by an awkward laugh to put more space between him and the confession.

The idea of you making Alastor chase you was ridiculous. You enjoyed the games you played with others, but you were never meant to be caught. If you wanted that, you’d just…give yourself. As you had done with him. Only him. The first and last person you ever wanted to give yourself over to in any sense. “And if I just… lied down and let you catch me? Would that make me a poorly earned prize?”

“Nope! That’d make me a lucky duck. And make you quite smart, if I do say so myself.” A wink. “Why run from such a catch like me?”

You landed a smack on his arm, light and playful.

A truly comfortable silence settled in, just the sound of the car trembling over the rough road. The newest model Ford was still as loud as the last, but luckily you were far from others.

The words had lingered like smoke, and you felt the need to address them.

“Don’t actually do that though. If I run off a cliff or something stupid, don’t you dare follow me.”

Alastor just laughed, wasn’t that what you were doing for him already? Diving into hell for some inexplicable reason after Alastor. He wasn’t expressing some lack of self preservation, he was merely letting you know he’d reciprocate the fall. You hadn’t made him run after you, but instead seemed to just….rest your neck between his canines. And trust.

If you were to go to heaven, he wasn’t sure what he’d do. It was too late to redeem his soul now. How far was heaven from hell, anyways? If the devil survived the plummet perhaps he could scale the walls of his enclosure and breach the gates.

Though, as he thought about the idea of heaven, he considered how happy his mother would be to meet you. To take you from her would be as cruel as heaven taking you from him.

Maybe he could make a plea. To just be able to see you from below.

But if the knowledge you were happy and safe was all he had, he’d be a richer man in hell than he’d ever been on earth. It’d be enough.

He’d just need to broadcast his radio waves a little further for your listening pleasure.

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kazutora-kurokawa · 8 months

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Could I please request nswf headcanons for hanma, baji, draken, haitani brothers, mikey and maybe shion (if Ur cool with him) with a busty gf? 😼😼💦

TokRev x Busty!Reader

♡ NSFW, SFW at some points, fem reader, reader is obviously busty, titjobs, mentions of cum, biting, nipple piercings, breeding kink, and hickeys ♡

Characters: Hanma, Baji, Draken, Ran, Rindou, Mikey, Shion

note: Thank you for requesting anon 🩷 hope you enjoy!

note 2: This is the second to last request I'm answering for a bit because I'm working on writing other things!

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Hanma

🏵️ Begs you to get sin and punishment tatted on your boobs

🏵️ Has his face buried in your chest no matter where you two are at

🏵️ Likes to hold your tits, he says they look heavy

🏵️ Likes dropping stuff in your bra, like money, jewelry, and weirdly enough pens and pencils

🏵️ Loves watching your tits bounce while you ride him

Baji

🪷 Bites your tits on a daily basis

🪷 Doesn't even mean for it to be sexual sometimes, he just likes biting them because they're soft

🪷 Kisses the bite marks he leaves on you

🪷 If you have nipple piercings he'll gently pull on them with his teeth

Draken

🐉 Another one who likes to watch your tits bounce while you ride him

🐉 Loves massaging them, feeling your soft flesh underneath his hands is relaxing to him

🐉 Has a breeding kink, always imagines how swollen your tits would be if he got you pregnant

Ran

💜 The type of guy to poke your boobs just because

💜 Wants you to get his name tatted on your chest so he can show you off

💜 Likes to squeeze them while he's fucking you

💜 Pulls out just to cum on your tits

Rindou

🩵 He's such a softie fr

🩵 Kisses your breasts all the time

🩵 Massages your boobs and back because he knows they hurt

🩵 Buries his face in your tits while he buries his dick in your guts 🫶

Mikey

🔷 Lays on your chest 24/7

🔷 Loves taking off your bra because he knows you're more comfortable without it and because he has an excuse to see your tits

🔷 Leaves kisses all over your tits

🔷 Also leaves hickeys on your chest

🔷 Whines like a brat whenever you don't let him bury his face in your tits

Shion

🖤 Obsessed with your tits

🖤 Has beaten people up just because he thought they were staring at you (they weren't, he's just an overprotective baby)

🖤 Gets distracted by the way they jiggle during conversations

🖤 Takes him forever to gain the confidence to beg you to give him a titjob

🖤 Whimpers the entire time you do it, telling you to go slower and how soft your tits are

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Tagging @arlerts-angel and @i-literally-cant-with-this

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers smut #ken ryuguji #mikey sano #hanma shuji #shion madarame #ran haitani #rindou haitani #baji keisuke #need me a man like rindou fr

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moonhoures · 11 months

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First Time For Everything

🕷️ kinktober — day 27: squirting 🕸️

pairing: soyeon (g-idle) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: non-idol!au, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, wlw relationship, oral (f receiving), fingering, squirting

word count: ~890

synopsis: your gf makes you squirt for the first time 💦

posted: october 31, 2023

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“Never?”

“Never.”

“Well now I just feel like you’re challenging me.”

Your girlfriend couldn’t believe it. You had never squirted before. She was in genuine disbelief at what she was hearing. Then again, she couldn’t believe you had only been with two other people before her. Honestly, she was shocked she bagged you in the first place. To her, you were a goddess—and she made sure to treat you like one. Now that she thought about it, she wondered why you hadn’t squirted with her yet.

“I didn’t even think it was a real thing. When I looked it up online they had discourses about if squirting was an actual liquid or just like . . . pee, or something.”

Your beautiful girlfriend laughed that candy sweet laugh that made your heart flutter, “No, it’s definitely real. I’m kinda bummed I haven’t made you do it yet. I feel like my skills are being doubted.”

“Maybe my body just can’t do it?” you wondered.

“Well, we could always find out,” you looked to her with wide eyes, but she simply smirked at you before pouncing on you with those irresistible lips of hers. After a moment of kissing her, you pulled away. Her roommate had just left not too long ago, and you weren’t sure when she would be back, “Wait, we shouldn’t. Miyeon could come back any minute.”

“She has work,” Soyeon retorted, already diving in to finish the hickey she had started on the side of your neck. You closed your eyes and groaned, and you felt her wicked grin against your skin. She knew exactly what she was doing to you.

Always the ever-determined woman she is, she had managed to get you right where she wanted you. You lied down on her bed, your head resting in the plush of her pillows as she left teasing kisses between your thighs. You made it a point to stare at the ceiling because if you looked down you would see your gorgeous girlfriend staring up at you with those tantalizing eyes that made you weak in the knees. But she loved when you made eye contact with her, so she got your attention the only ways she knew how.

“Oh my God!” you gasped out loud as you felt the sudden intrusion of her tongue deep between your folds. No prep or anything. Right down to business. Soyeon was making it very clear that she had an objective, and neither of you were moving on until she completed her little mission.

Her manicured fingernails dug into your thighs as they constricted around her head. They pulled them away so that she could continue to lick you with ardor, the familiar taste of your arousal on her tongue. Her nose bumped below your clit with every movement of her head. You felt like you could cum just from that.

“Just relax,” she cooed to you before sticking two of her fingers into her mouth to get them wet, “Let go for me.”

You nodded as you melted back against her bed, your fingers clutching onto the duvet underneath you as you felt her fingers enter you. Her fingers weren’t long, but you could tell she was thrusting them as deeply as she could. Over a few minutes, her pace quickened and she focused her fingertips on the spongey texture that lied deep within your walls. You were already soaking her fingers just from how wet you were, but she was aiming for so much more. So she set her target on that one spot and kept at it, hooking her fingers and thrusting them in and out. As she felt you pulsing around her, she leaned down and sucked your clit between her lips, sucking them in just the way she knew you liked. And as if the moment couldn’t get any better, she hummed, the vibrations sending you reeling.

It felt . . . different. This wasn’t the same as when you usually came. There was a slightly different feeling, like your body had become frozen as the pleasure coursed through you. Then you felt it—the liquid flooding between your thighs. Your eyes rolled and your back arched. Your fingers went to Soyeon’s head. You held her right in that spot until it all became too much. Then, you started pushing her away.

She came up from between your legs, a prideful smile on her lips as well as the glistening of your juices on her face. She wore it like a medal, not at all in a rush to wipe it away.

“You did it,” she praised you, caressing your leg, “How did it feel?”

“Good,” you replied, chest heaving from the deep breaths you took. You lifted yourself up onto your elbows. You suddenly became hyper aware of the fact that you—and a large spot on her sheets—were drenched, “I’m sorry for making a mess.”

“Shut up,” she rolled her eyes and playfully poked your forehead with her finger, making you fall back against her pillows, “You just made my ego so big. I couldn’t care less about these sheets.”

You bashfully smiled, “Oh no, that head of yours is already too big.”

“But I’m your big head,” she reminded you, hovering over you to tenderly kiss your lips.

“You are.”

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moirindeclermont · 2 months

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People asked me for more horny stuff and I shall deliver as if it's an hardship for me 😂 so I thought about this and I believe I could make a list of intimate moment I want to see in the next season of Bridgerton between Pen and Colin and I'll do my first list with things that could happen in canon, while tomorrow... I'll go down the unhinged road

I need a scene -need!- with Colin eating out Pen. We had it before so it's not outside of the real of possibilities. Pen would make the most fantastic sounds and Colin would be... Like a cat that has got the cream 💦

Something semipublic. A garden, a room when they are at a ball. Even in their own house but Eloise or someone else could step in at any moment. I want another installment of the Fingerton saga, please.

Table sex, I'm sorry but Nic has put it in my mind and now it's going to stay there for a long time. Maybe after a bit of drama, something passionate and in the spur of the moment.

Conversely, something sweet and very intimate, in their bed maybe after they had a small quarrel and they have already make peace. Maybe with some parallels to the mirror scene. Another "lie down" because I like to autocombust, apparently.

A cameo of Lord Whistledown. Colin in his Dom!Persona asking Pen to wear only her lady whistledown cape (I know I've already said this, but it's a personal favorite). But also a cameo of Lady Whistledown, Pen's Dom!Persona with Colin. Maybe she will be the one saying "lie down" this time around.

Ultimately, I'll be happy with whatever showcase their connection and intimacy, this is not a checklist but more of a possible wishlist.

I have ideas for the unhinged wishlist that I'm not even sure I should put out 😏 let's see what tomorrow is going to bring...

#polin #bridgerton #bridgerton season 3 #bridgerton s3 #polin positivity #luke newton #nicola coughlan #polin smut #polin supremacy #colin x penelope #colin bridgerton #colin my wife bridgerton #penelope bridgerton #polin bridgerton #polin brainrot

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gothic-thoughts · 2 months

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Shameless

Sukuna Ryomen x Black Fem Reader Smut

MDNI, Enemies2Acquaintences, King!Sukuna, Knight!Reader,

CW: rough sex, dirty talking, 💦ing, unprotected cream🥧, implied 😻 eating, on the bed, against the wall

TW: blackmail

Word Count: 1828 (give or take)

"For someone that claims to hate me you seem to always find your way back to my castle."

(Y/n) squints at him before groaning heavily and hanging her head in annoyance. She looked up at him, knowing that bargaining was futile, but unfortunately, she was the only one brave enough to speak to Sukuna and return outside unscathed. His only request was that she come alone.

"I do hate you. You're a tyrant and a brute with no sense of mortals or human life. I loathe you as a king and individual."

The King of Curses chuckles, "And it is entertaining to say the least."

"You're unbearable."

"The last human to say that I turned them into a puddle, you should be praising my generosity, but I digress. You are here because I overheard your little plan with those friends of yours."

(Y/n gasps softly, before composing herself.

"I came to make a deal with you."

He smirks evilly, "Really now?" He sits up straight on his throne, "Never pegged you as the type to negotiate. I'm intrigued by the thought of what you could possibly offer me in return for any of your friends' foolish lives."

"That's what I came to ask; what would you want in return?"

"Hmm..."

"Something sensible, Sukuna. I'm not killing or allowing you to kill anyone."

He leans back in his chair, feigning empathy in an exaggerated pout.

"Last I checked, you were desperate enough to come to me for help. Not vice versa."

"So what...?"

"Beggers can't be choosers, now can they? With that said, you don't seem to be in any position to be making demands."

"I don't have to do this. But your help is the best way we can win this war without losing more than half our people."

"Oh. If that's all, then no."

"Thank-- I- wait what? Did you just say no?"

"If you don't have to, little one, then I don't either. I should just send you on your way."

"What?"

He stood up from the large golden throne and walked down the stairs in the opposite direction. His boots reach the floor and as he prepares to walk down the halls of his castle, (Y/n) gives in.

"Alright! Fine, fine, just tell me what you want and we'll go from there!"

He chuckles, knowing he won. He turned on his heels and walked closer and closer to the mortal woman, stepping around and behind her, holding her against his strong, body. His breath ghosted the shell of her ear making her tense with fear.

"You."

"Me?"

"Yes."

"How dare you."

"Was it not you that said killing was off the table?" He whispered in her ear, "Other than that, dear I don't desire much else. I already have a kingdom, an army, immense power that your mortal brain will never comprehend... My only desire left is to bed you."

"Absolutely not."

"The way I see it, I am quite the saint for helping you. The only thing I ask in return is to break your puny mortal imagination with ecstasy."

"Pick. something. else. I am not fucking you."

"So vulgar. But in that case, I'll be happy to send you back. Let me know where you're ready."

She stutters in confusion before groaning heavily in exasperation.

"Fine, just know I would never do this if the world wasn't at stake."

"Sticks and stones."

"Let's just get it over with."

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After making a meal of the sweetness between her thighs, I stand from my bed and lick my lips clean, savoring every last second as it fades from my taste buds. I stared down at (Y/n)'s trembling form as she panted lightly, knowing she was glaring right back, focusing on every flexing muscle on my upper body making me chuckle at her lack of subtlety.

"Staring is impolite but I won't stop you."

(Y/n)'s cheeks burn with embarrassment, "Fuck off, it's not like I've been devoured by a fucking god before."

"I can tell."

"Whatever, we're finished here."

"Finished?" I chuckle, "I haven't reached my climax yet, darling."

"What, but you said my pleasure!"

"I can't help myself, I have the desire to stretch you apart. Don't worry, I plan to keep my promise after the deal is sealed. But, of course, that implies that they've been sealed first..."

"Ugh. Fine, whatever just...."

She sighed heavily in exasperation before she propped herself on her elbows, boldly staring at me as she spread her beautiful legs apart to reveal her delicious dripping parts to me.

"Just hurry up and get it over with..."

I give a cocky smirk at her newfound eagerness as I rip my pants from my body, making my 10 inches of girth flop out. (Y/n)'s eyes widen, legs tensing in fear as I climb across the bed, large, heavy cock bouncing with every movement until my hips are settled between her deliciously plump thighs. I rub the head of my shaft along her sensitive, saliva-slick bud before I push it past the tight, clenching entrance. Her hole seemed to be already struggling to take it in, but the expression on her face told me she was in pleasure-filled pain.

"All I did was slide in the tip."

"It's just a little th-thick..."

"Hm, but I'm only 3 inches in. Since I 'like' you, I'll be nice this once."

"W-what? What do you--"

"Let's try for at least 6. And don't worry, I don't break the toys I intend to play with for longer than a night."

Before she can question me, anymore, I grab her right hip to hold her still while guiding a few more inches into her, watching as it stretches her hole wider and wider with each new inch. I finally stopped once my tip was pressed tight against her cervix and looked down at her blissed-out face, eyes scanning down to where she was stretched around me.

"S-Shit...."

"Don't tell me you're done already, Lady (Y/n). I've seen you get stabbed worse than this."

"Shut the hell up and just m-move already."

I smile evilly. My hips draw back before plunging back into her, making her throw her head back into my mattress and pull at my sheets. I raise my eyebrows at the sensitivity of her body making the situation that much more surreal. I laugh at the feeling of her pussy desperately clenching around me as her gasps adorably morph into moans. I wrap my hand around her throat, holding tightly to see how her moans sound when her air's been restricted.

"You make the most delicious sounds, (Y/n)."

"Sh-shut... Ngh, y-you don't get to call me that."

"Do you like it?"

"I- ngh... N-no~"

"Well that can't be the truth since you're moaning so very loudly. Tell me honestly; your friends are not here to judge." I lean down to whisper in her ear, "And trust that this night will stay to me, alone."

She wraps her ankles around my waist, inevitably pulling me a couple of inches deeper as she tightens around me and reaches her clmax with a yelp. I looked down at where we were connected and saw a patch of slick on my pelvis. Hmm, that was...mmm. After making sure I had a good grip on her body, I moved our activity across the room and pinned her against the wall, continuing to thrust with my heavy balls slapping and grinding against the plush of her ass with every stroke.

"F-fuck, hah~!" She panted.

"How the mighty have fallen, I recall you saying that you hated me."

"I-- f-fuck- do."

"Oh but darling, that implies you hate all of me. But look at you, against the wall in my room, gushing on my cock. You talk so big, that's what I like about you really."

"Sh-shut up."

"I'd admire your stubbornness more if it wasn't bordering on stupidity. But I do admire this body and brain of yours, not broken yet despite roughly taking 10 inches of a god like it's nothing."

With a raised eyebrow, I push the last inch of my cock inside of (Y/n)'s and make her drop her head to my shoulder. She uses all her willpower to lift her head and look me in the eyes while weakly attempting to push against my hips but she's so weak from pleasure it only makes my hips go faster to spite her efforts.

"Where are you going? You're off the ground, darling, you can't run from me."

"F-fuck~!"

"Hm, someone has seemed to go dumb. What happened to that attitude you had when you entered my castle? What happened to that?"

"Y-You fuckin' bastard..."

"You just needed me to fuck it out, didn't you? Don't worry, wench, I'll fuck you back to a state where you can watch your tongue a little better."

"Sukuna~!"

I continue drilling into her hole, watching as her enchanting eyes swell with ecstasy-filled tears before rolling back into her skull. I take her back to the bed, placing her ankles on my shoulders and thrusting deeper, even taking it upon myself to softly kiss her calves when she suddenly gushes again making her cunt even easier to slip into while she convulsed and screamed my name.

"There we go, ugh~ even better. that feels really good. It's been forever since I had such a willful, tight lover in my bed."

I start to lose my own mind at the feeling so I grab the headboard to find some semblance of control while she looks for some herself by tugging at the sheets, and babbling incoherently underneath me.

"Will you give me the honor of being the first mortal I happily give my seed to? I need to hear you say it cuz I'm getting ready to put my seed deep inside your womb so you can be mine.”

My cock starts to throb, dripping more and more precum inside her with every slow deep thrust. My lips ghost the shell of her ear while I pant and whine about how good she feels squeezing the life out of my cock. (Y/n)'s breathy whine makes me chuckle between more deep thrusts.

"You ready, mortal?"

"Uh-huh, p-please..."

"That's more like it~” I bury my face into her neck, kissing at the love bite I left earlier, "Ooh that's it."

My balls tense finally ready as hot, thick cum rushes inside her walls, filling up all the space. (Y/n) claws at my back as she trembles underneath at the sudden heat rushing through her insides.

"Oh yesss..." I moaned, "Take it, mmh, take it all just like that, little one."

"Sh-shit, too much...."

"Shh, I know you can.”

My seemingly endless stream of my divine cum continued filling her insides to the brim, making her lower stomach bulge out from the amount I grind into her pussy, sealing every last drop inside. (Y/n) head lolls on the pillows, her mind trying to produce more thoughts or insults as some cum started to seep out in trickles down her thighs. A few more spurts of cum were shot inside and I sighed, finally finished and panting.

"There we are. Now I feel more inclined to help you."

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mykoreanlove · 2 months

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What gets you wet? 💦

Minho x y/n x chan x sexy time ⚠️

„Minho, I need your help“, Chan proclaimed as he stormed into his friend‘s bedroom.

Minho, who was hidden under the thick cotton sheets, peeked up his head, brows furrowed.

„What, now?!“

„Yes, now!“, Chan sighed desperately.

Minho rolled his eyes and sat up on the bed, bare back against the metallic headboard.

„Let me guess. Girl trouble?“

Chan was fidgeting with his fingers, visibly uncomfortable to voice his problem out loud - especially to his younger friend. But if Minho was notorious for something, it was for making girls scream in ecstasy.

„Remember the problem I told you about last time?“, he silently asked.

Minho nodded patiently.

„Well, we’re still struggling with that.“

„Shut up - you still haven’t made her cum?!“, Minho asked out loud.

„Alright, that’s my clue to leave you guys alone“, you declared as you shot up from underneath the covers.

„Oh, y/n, hi… I didn’t know you were in here… with Minho“, Chan greeted you awkwardly, feeling even more embarrassed now.

„Kitten, stay. I have a feeling you’d come in handy with hyung‘s problem“, Minho softly commanded.

Both you and Chan looked at him puzzled but knew better than to doubt him.

„So, you’ve been dating that girl for a couple of weeks now, right?“

Chan nodded silently.

„And she still didn’t cum?“

Chan sighed out defeated, nodding again.

„Has that happened before?“

„No!“, Chan paced through the room, clasping his hands together.

„I never had problems with that. All my ladies were very satisfied with me. Or so I thought. But now I’m hella insecure - why won’t she cum?!“

„Have you asked her that?“, you chimed in.

„Yeah. But she’s not really talking about sex. It makes her uncomfortable? I think.“

„And you still want to date her?“

„Baby!“

You slapped Minho‘s shoulder, scolding him for his insensitivity.

„What? No orgasms and no communication - what good does that do?“, he justified himself.

„I’m sure they will figure it out. Some people need time to open up. Not everybody’s as sexually promiscuous as you, baby.“

Minho rolled his eyes in annoyance, even though he was secretly loving the way you saw him.

„I’m not sure if I can figure it out, y/n. I’ve tried every trick in the book but she just won‘t cum. I’m desperate and need help. Really“, Chan explained.

„So, how do you do it?“

„Huh?“

„How do you fuck her?“, Minho interrogated.

Chan‘s cheeks reddened again whilst thinking of all the ways he pleased her already.

„Ah, you know… it starts with foreplay, taking care of her body until she is ready. And then I’ll take my time fucking her. Slow, fast, different positions. That kind of stuff.“

„Does that turn you on?“, Minho turned around to face you.

„Eehhh“, you grimaced, not really feeling it.

„Hyung, if you want to make her lose her mind and scream in anticipation for you, you have to engage all of her senses. You have to make sure you‘re all she sees, hears, touches, smells and tastes.“

„Okay, but how?“, Chan asked perplexed.

„I have an idea.“

Minho got up from the bed, revealing his entirely naked body to both of you. As he was walking over to his closet to grab a pair of grey sweats and a shirt, Chan averted his gaze whereas you stared at him in admiration. You’ve seen him like this countless times but the effect of his pure form still made you stop breathing, losing yourself in all of him. You hated him put on clothes but loved the way his muscles flexed while doing it. Minho walked back to the bed and propped his elbows, giving you a sweet kiss while whispering into your ear: „I see you staring, Kitty.“

Happily giggling you took his face into your hands and kissed him, sweetly and tenderly.

„Ahem, guys“, Chan cleared his throat, reminding you of what was important now.

„Ah, sorry hyung.“

Minho got up from the bed and sat down on the chair next to it.

„So, how do you know if your girl is really into it?“, he quizzed like a professor.

„When she tells me?“, Chan answered unsure.

„God, no. Hyung, she won’t be able to form two clear sentences when you fuck her good. Listen, if she is really into it you’ll notice it by her wetness“, Minho explained.

„Her wetness?“

„You want her pussy dripping like a faucet. Trust me, you want to drown in her pussy. That’s how you know.“

Chan paused for a second and thought about his past encounters, wondering if he ever made a girl drip like a faucet.

„So, I’ll have to use all of my senses and get her extremely wet. Is that it?“

„Not your senses. Hers!!“, Minho yelled.

„I don’t get it“, Chan retorted.

„Yeah, no shit“, Minho muttered under his breath.

He remained silent for a while, wondering how he could teach his friend in the best way. Suddenly, he knew exactly how to bring the point across.

„Kitten“, Minho turned around and addressed you sweetly.

„Would you be willing to help?“

You pointed your own finger at yourself, muttering in disbelief.

„You want me to help? Me?“

Minho nodded as he walked over to you and helped you out of bed. Chan quickly averted his gaze as he realised that you were also completely naked, bare from head to toe.

„Hyung, it’s okay. You can look. My sweet kitten is generous enough to help you out. Won’t you use her help?“, Minho cooed softly.

Chan slowly turned around, unsure what to make of this situation.

„Come here, baby“ Minho guided you to the chair he had sat on.

Chan was reluctant to look but he couldn’t help himself. You were so beautiful, so divine. Your body had curves in all the right places and your skin looked so soft. He couldn’t help but wonder how you’d taste.

Minho saw the naughty thoughts in his friend‘s eyes and smirked, feeling immensely proud of dating a goddess like you.

„Min, wait“, you grabbed his arm forcefully as you whispered his name.

„I have no idea what you’re up to this time“, you confessed nervously.

Your boyfriend pressed his forehead onto yours without breaking eye contact.

„Do you trust me, Kitty?“, he asked calmly.

You nodded silently.

„I love you, y/n.“

He placed a tender kiss on your lips before turning around.

„So, shall we?“

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