#thanks anon! 🤍

[joealwyndaily]

The story behind the making of the white linen suit Joe Alwyn wore in Stars at Noon from Artefact London x

[maybanksprincess]

How do you think JJ would react to new girl friend reader telling him she has a pain kink? I bet he would be a little stand offish at first not wanting to hurt her but then he would go absolutely crazy with it after he hears her moan when he bites her shoulder in doggy. He is so into it that he’s pinching her in public to let her know when he’s horny. I find that to be so hot and very much like jj🤭🤭

you two had been taking your sex life very slow, having sex in limited positions because you weren't sure what the both of you liked, and of course neither of you were bold enough to bring it up.

you both have had sex in doggy, and had sex in the car a few times, other than that...its a wrap

eventually when he gets comfortable enough he would pinch her thigh or waist in public to let her know he's got a boner and they need a quickie in the car.

jj honestly didn't know what came over him when he leant down to bite your shoulder during one of y'all's quickies, he almost apologized, stilling his pace from behind you a bit, just when he opens his mouth to speak, he hears a pornographic moan escape your throat.

before he can register whats happening, he feels you clamp down on him and fuck yourself on his cock. it only escalated from there.

he leans down and bites your neck and shoulder softly, nipping at the skin as he meets your thrusts. "mm you like that mama?" he growls in your ear

he was so turned on from the fact that he made you almost cum from literally biting you, the next few seconds he feels your creamy release on his cock.

he was never gonna let you live it down, and hes gonna keep biting you during sex more often <3

[kisses4kaia]

And if request Art and Patrick threesome during a camping trip then i’m the issue

anon!! how dare you ?!??!! unacceptable—thank u for 1.7k🫂. (fwb!patrick, fwb!art, handjob, etc. mdni.)

summer was always a haze with the three of you. spending each night in a stuffy motel as you traveled vast distances for tournaments, leisure, or whatever needed tending to, got tiring—fast.

with school out of the way, you made the most of your free hours with your two best friends. but now, after two months of back-to-back games on a multitude of continents, you were all in need of a break. and according to patrick, a forest camping trip was as good as any—sexier, too, whatever that meant.

the roadtrip was an endeavor of its own, patrick’s jeep he’d gotten for his 17th birthday 3 years ago transporting the trio of you out of the suburbs of town into the outskirted woods.

and well, you may or may not have been intentional when letting them make out with you, grope, pet, and bite the whole way to the wooded mountains outside of town. however, their greedy hands were always stopped just above the golden crest of your belt. annoyingly, you’d push them off of you and hop into the passenger seat, leaving them hard and frustrated. “c’mon,” patrick groaned your name. “what’s going on, man?” he’d beg, but you’d only shrug. “just not feeling it right now, that’s all.”

but finally, when the sky was making its daily transition from enlightened to dusk, the jeep was parked in a clearing within the forest and the back was opened up. the seats were pushed down to allow for all of your car-camping gear to be set up: a thin mattress laying down the floor, pillows, throw blankets, chargers and other necessities all strewn about the stuffy car.

and after dinner (leftover wingstop from the drive), the three of you retired to your pillows, the boys’ bodies on either side of you, legs tangled in with yours.

finding serenity in the warmth of the blankets and pillows and man-sized cuddles sandwiching you, plus the owl’s call and nearly audible twinkling of the stars in un-light-polluted night sky, you found yourself latching onto a dream of a US open trophy. but, all your hopes were cut short by a soft pair of lips sticking onto your neck, sucking on your jugular.

another mouth found its way onto your wrist, kissing up your arm til it found your shoulder, at which it then moved from the blade to your shut eyelids, finally to nipping at your earlobe. you knew that had to be patrick, him never being one to stay put in one place for long.

art was needier, kisses on your neck intensifying as his middle grinded up against your thigh, whimpers leaking through desperate nips and wet pecks. “please, can you touch me?” art whispered in your ear, and you found your hand gravitating towards his waistband. “‘course, baby.”

“thank you, thanks so much,” art muttered as he felt your hand wrap around the base of his cock, starting slow as you began to pump and then sliding up to circle your thumb around the achy weep of his tip. patrick whined, feeling slightly neglected as he indulged in the lovely sounds you were pulling from his blonde friend. you were quick to move your hand from art’s hair to patrick’s need, sliding past the confines of his sweats and boxers.

you stroked them both with equal vigor, speeding up and slowing down at the same time for both boys. you knew what you were doing, and so did they. somehow, the synchrony, the knowing that the two best friends were feeling equally as good together, everything, made it so much hotter, and that much more erotic.

the best friends locked eyes with each other, nodding with that look in their eye. there was a mutual understanding between the two mindless, whimpering, males, and all it took was an unspoken three, two, one… and they were spilling their loads into their boxers and onto your hands with obscenely loud, lost in the night moans.

pulling both your arms out of the pants of your best friends, you licked both clean before sliding under the thin fleece throw blanket barely covering half of each of the boys’s bodies. “night night.” you bid sweetly, as if you hadn’t just given the pair the strongest orgasm they’d experienced in a long time.

“yeah, night, baby.” “goodnight.”

[princessbrunette]

omg HI u have me so insane i love ur stuff... road head with bff!jombee perhaps?? ❤️

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“okay, when i said i needed to unwind a little… you — you know i would never insinuate—” the brunette panics, trying to keep his eyes on the open road but he can’t help but glance down at the way you’re unbuckling his belt eagerly. you were always touchy with john b, always had been — it was just part of your friendship. kisses on the forehead, cuddling in bed, the occasional shared shower. it was normal, but this — this was uncharted territory.

“i know john b, god shutup!” you whine, stopping your movements for a moment to give him your full attention. “this isn’t for you, okay? we’ve been in the twinkie for like eight hours now on this trip, and i’m restless! i— i need something, and that something is your dick in my mouth. can i please have it? are you gonna make me beg? ‘cos i will.” you huff, pouting. he looks over at you, brows raised and lips parted in surprise at your outburst before he nods.

“i mean, i can’t argue with that.” he relents and you smile, hands finding his dick and pulling it out. he was already fully hard from just your touching and pulling which makes you stifle a giggle.

“well, you’re definitely ready.” you muse and he licks his lips, antsy.

“whatever, okay— you try having a pretty girl grab at your crotch.” he mutters, shamefully— eyes fluttering when you lower your head to his lap to take him in your mouth with a pleased hum. “god— jesus that’s — okay.”

“y’taste good, jombee.” it comes out muffled from where you’re unable to stop mouthing at him. his spare hand rounds to your back, not wanting to rest it on your head in fear of seeming forceful. he rubs comforting circles on your back as he lets out a low moan, relaxing a little into his drivers seat.

“shit, you’re gonna make me crash this damn car.” he groans and you pull off with a wet pop.

“you wont, i trust you.” you give his tip a loving kiss and he melts, nodding as he locks in.

“yeah, i have got this. you just keep— keep doing what you’re doing. i’m enjoying it. a lot.”

“stop talking, jb.”

“got it.”

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[yandere-romanticaa]

Hello. Hi! This is really fucking awkward to say so thank God anon exists <3

But here I go: I used to hate dark writing. I fucking thought it was gross, why were so many people writing for these wonderful characters which I adored... Only to make them into monsters? It didn't add up.

That's when I stumbled onto your blog and checked out some of your stuff, specifically about your favorites in Honkai Star Rail.

Fuck me gently with a chainsaw, I have never looked back.

I hope you get E6 R5 Sunday. I hope Jiaoqiu makes you all of your favorite meals. I hope Jing Yuan loves you the way you ought to be loved. I hope Sunday kisses the ground you walk upon because you have changed me.

I am a different woman now, because of you.

Stay frosty. 🌷

"The ideal man doesn't exist!!!11"

The ideal man:

[soracities]

"there's a place where you live in me forever, and the moving trucks never come" is one of the most fragile and raw lines I've read in a while. I cried. Thank you.

🤍🤍🤍🤍

[01131974]

dale and lee's first time together? would he be nice and gentle? it's probably....maybe her first time ever? or at least in a long time.

i think he cares enough about lee to be "nice" but who knows >:)

Their first time vexes me because there's just sooo many ways it could go, how it would play out...

It would absolutely be Lee's first time. She's probably never even seen a penis in real life (though she is an FBI agent, maybe the only she's ever seen are dead ones). Dale's is sure to be a shock to her, for a multitude of reasons.

The color, the size, the fucking piercings! It would make it look all the more grotesque. A lilac colored head covered with the foreskin pulled back to reveal a magic cross. The frenum ladder down the thick heavy shaft. The way it throbs and drips out pre is borderline hypnotic. Lee wouldn't be able to look away. That thing was going to go inside her? She could barely fathom how. The thought of it stretching her out made her stomach, and lower down, feel hot and funny. With their height difference, standing up and facing each other makes it poke her in the tummy. Feeling it throb against her makes a shiver run up Lee's spine, and she can't tell whether or not it's from fear... or something else.

Dale would sob at the mere sight of her naked body. Her white tits, her soft little belly, and the cutest cunt he's ever laid his eyes on. The small tuft of hair above it was like a little cherry on top. He couldn't wait to huff it while he made her dance on his tongue. To tear it apart and ruin it with his too-big fugly cock...

It's not in Dale's nature to be gentle. He would have to fight himself so much, holding back everything in his body to stop himself from ravaging her. He needed to be gentle. He didn't wanna scare her, at least not too much. He wanted her to enjoy this, too. So he will be a little angel and treat her with care. As much care as he can muster. As much until he finally snaps and takes her and fully makes Lee his girl. Not his fault though. Once Lee starts making those adorable little noises, starts arching her hips to meet his and take him in deeper, how is Dale supposed to control himself?

[dottcre]

FUCKING DOTTORE IN RISKY PLACES IS SO EKSKNDBSJAK (excuse any improper wording english isn’t my first language <3)

written with harbinger!reader in mind

like?? just IMAGINE you and dottore were both in mond (since he’s a hero bc he killed that dragon or whatever) he was there to attend a meeting and you were accompanying him because it means adventure and spending more time with dottore~

you had just got out of the meeting with the knights of favonious but dottore had the audacity to insult you in front of them. you weren’t gonna let that slide

as you’re both walking back to the inn (or wherever you 2 are staying at) you grab his wrist and shove him behind the angel share. it’s pretty late but people are still around.

you slam him against the wall, which makes him grunt from the brief pain

“you really had the audacity to insult me in front of the knights? i should’ve bent you over and shown them what a slut you really are”

you take his mask off and see his eyes widen

“wait- here?” he asks somewhat nervously. you don’t answer him, instead, you yank his pants off and flip him round so his back is now facing you while his front is facing the wall, giving him something to hold onto

you take your dick out and thrust into him. he’s tearing up from pain since you didn’t prep him nor give him any lube, but that quickly turns into moans of pleasure. he tries to keep quiet at the start, but once his climax is approaching he doesn’t care about keeping quiet. he cums all over the wall, which triggers your own orgasm and you cum deep inside of him.

but you don’t stop there. you want him to feel humiliated just like you did when he was being a brat earlier. so you keep going until his legs give out from under him

diluc probably heard everything since yk he works at angel share occasionally

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just a quick brain rot i had just now! i’ll probably be back with some more soon :)

- Angel 🤍

I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS BUT GOOD LORD.. EYES POPPING OUT OF SOCKETS..

amab!reader w no gendered petnames used

you know what.. dottore would be so fucking hard at the mere thought of you fucking him anywhere in public. he doesn’t like being seen by random, worthless people but he secretly enjoys the feeling of embarrassment and humiliation from it. there’s also the effect of him letting everyone know that you belonged to and with each other. the thought of that moody redhead diluc being able to hear how horny and desperate he was for you behind closed doors (you get what i mean) just gets him fucking going. he’d take your dick so willingly too.. just like the dumb whore he is <3

[foursaints]

Hello hi I just spent a few hours scouring your blog and. I need to study you and dissect you and then preserve what’s left of you after I’m done understanding your mind because I love the way you think that’s all goodbye mwah

what does it say about the content on here that my anons are never like "cool posts!" it always has to be a vivisection fantasy

[bigdumbbambieyes]

anticipation 😇

It’s been 258 days.

Billy’s long since grown impatient, chewing his nails anxiously as the days became weeks and weeks became months. It’s a long time to be alone, even if he’s at home in California. He’s managed to connect with some old friends and make new ones, but the company they bring doesn’t soothe his nerves.

A phone call a day became only a few times a week as they got busier, pulled apart by work and the people in their physical lives. But, the yearning always remained. Billy could hear it in his boyfriend’s voice when they spoke on the phone. He could read it in the letters he received in the mail.

But now, on day 259, the long wait is over.

Anticipation wraps around Billy’s stomach tightly as he waits in the airport, his long hair pulled back and a single Calfornia poppy clutched in his hand. He’d plucked it from outside his house and kept it on the dash of his car the entire drive here.

People start filtering out of the gate and his heart squeezes as his eyes scan the faces desperately, searching and searching until he spots wild brown hair and big doe eyes scanning just as frantically.

Their eyes meet and Billy watches relief appear on Steve’s face before his pretty boy is rushing over, dropping his bags to wrap his arms around his boyfriend just as Billy does the same, holding him as tight as he can.

A sigh of relief leaves him and the separation anxiety melts away as he presses a kiss to Steve’s mouth, messy and quick like it’s their first all over again.

“Fucking finally,” Steve mumbles with a smile as he kisses Billy’s cheek, pulling away to look at the flower he’s offered with a grin. “Isn’t it like, illegal to pick these?” He chuckles, taking the poppy delicately and giving it a sniff.

Billy shrugs with the same grin, “Don’t care, thought of you when I saw it,” he says before bending down to grab Steve’s bags. Steve chuckles a soft, “No, c’mon, I got ‘em—”

“No, I got it,” Billy insists with a soft smile, shouldering the duffel bag and grabbing the suitcase, reaching for Steve’s hand and holding it as they make their way out of the airport.

With the bags in the trunk and Steve in his passenger seat, Billy finally feels whole. He leans over and pulls his boyfriend into another kiss, something deeper and drawn out, full of love and yearning.

Something that feels like coming home.

[angel-of-sh0tas]

Lunar - The Sun and Moon Show

- Requested by anon

[beanghostprincess]

happy aceday! 🖤🩶🤍💜

WAIT IS IT ACE DAY?????? AND I JUST FOUND OUT??????? PLEASE IT'S LIKE 22PM HERE I ONLY HAVE TWO HOURS TO BE EXTREMELY ASEXUAL!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? 🖤🩶🤍💜🖤🩶🤍💜🖤🩶🤍💜🖤🩶🤍💜🖤🩶🤍💜🖤🩶🤍💜

[httpiastri]

Found his thigh https://x.com/paularonteam/status/1754693386416570612?s=61&t=FgbmwlE3YsUTS5G7y_pSGQ 🤍 imagine riding it

was gonna say like “yeah well your thigh definitely made my day” but it’s not very small 😵😵😵

[kisses4kaia]

i just want to suck art and patrick’s dick at the same time ssorrh i don’t even know how that would work but id figure it out

ugh i love when you guys

because it’d be soo messy shut up. like having both the boys lean against the headboard of your hotel room’s queen bed, fingers interlocked as you lay atop both of their thighs. pumping patrick’s cock whilst your tongue swirled and spit on art’s, sliding your mouth up and down the side length of cock whilst massaging art’s saliva-smeared balls.

eventually, they’re both close, so you bring their cocks together at the tip, pressing them together until they’re red and purple and squirming and sweating. you, with some effort, manage both of their tips into your mouth at the same time, the conjoined pleasure pushing both of them so close to the edge it’s nearly unbearable.

“can we come? please, baby we wanna come so bad, right, patrick?” art turns to look at his best friends face, but his eyes are rolled back and his brows are twisting in the middle, mind too far indulged in the pleasure. “patrick,” art nudges him in the arm, squeezing his hand as if to say ‘you still there?’ and when the brunette’s eyes open to land on art’s face, he doesn’t say anything before he’s locking lips with him.

through the disgusting sucking and slobbering on the boys’ cocks and hips, you hear art groaning into his best friend’s mouth. “please,” you think you hear him mutter, hips bucking, and although his focus is on patrick right now, you know he’s talking to you.

the sight was one that enthralled you with heat, and you needed to see it elevate that much further, hear their noises gasp into the others mouth whilst you sucked them to completion. “be good and cum for me.” you whispered, and with patrick’s balls in your mouth and his tip pressed to art’s, he came in 5 seconds flat. art, too.

😙🥰🤞👍!!!!

[unanswered-stars]

Hi!! I’m such a huge fan of your writing, and your fics are always on my mind! I was wondering if you were going to write a part 2 of The Beginning and End of Friendship :)

feel free to not answer I don't mean to be rude or pressure I was just curious

I am absolutely squealing right now and so incredibly honored that you enjoyed my writing enough to reach out about it!

Thank you for the no pressure because I have had a lot of personal things going on and writing has been taken off the burner entirely for quite some time. My burners are still full but I have thrown throw my writing in the slow cooker and I’m slowly writing tiny pieces of projects as I can.

All of that to say there is a part 2 to The Beginning and End of Friendship planned and partially written that I had originally planned for Eris Week but that time has obviously come and gone. I’d love to give you a timeline but to be honest my writing is currently completely subjected to the whims of life. I would estimate that before it was placed on pause the story was about 1/4 written and completely plotted. I would love to finish all unfinished writting projects by the end of this year but we shall see which way the stars fall.

For your sweet kindness I’ve included a tiny little snippet below.

Azriel’s lips pressed into a thin line of irritation. There were many things that he found infuriating about the autumn prince but one of the most irritating things is how he seemed to read people as easily as the doe moved through the forest or the sparrow took to the sky.  It was simply his nature, to burn through the layers of a person with those piercing amber eyes until he had latched on to the very soul and essence of you. Few things did Azriel guard so well as his innermost being. Not even his brothers were privy to his deepest thoughts and desires, and yet Eris with his burning gaze was able to melt the many ice hardened layers of protection with ease. It irked him that out of everyone in his life Eris seemed to know him better than anyone else, always having the upper hand in any interactions they had.

[leantailean]

I'm sorry to hear you're going through a tough time. I know a LOT of fans of your work in the ATLA fandom though, so I hope you know how appreciated you are. Art should be for yourself and because it brings you joy, not just for us, but if you do want to make art there are plenty of people who want it. You're one of the only active Toko artists, too, so people who ship that ship in particular would really feel your absence if you stopped drawing. Hang in there.

Hello, anon! Thank you for your support, it means a lot to me. Your words have greatly supported me in this difficult time, and have given me the strength to move on. Toko doesn't have enough content, even though it's such a beautiful ship, and I would feel so bad if I stopped creating toko content, lol. But the truth is, it's very important to me that what I do brings joy to other people.