#that was crazy lemme tell ya

[melhekhelmurkun]

Twisters became my comfort (read: obsession) movie so quick oh my god

[galaxystt]

man burns down local charity (he doesn't feel bad about it)

[melveres]

letters from his Spellbinder

[does-a-nein-hit]

Having so many feelings about Icarixis letting us know that the Fable characters are alright.

And just so many feelings about Icarixis in general.

It's been 100 years for them??!! T-T

At least they got funky void lookin Charles and now Rael! Surely nothing can go wrong!

[rockinxrocco]

there’s many reasons why i hate when kon is referred to/treated as clark’s brother rather than his son, but the funniest of those reasons is that i am literally unable to see clark as anything but an only child. like just look at him, that man clearly doesn’t have any siblings! like his only child vibes are so incredibly strong, and now you’re trying to say kon is his brother? absolutely not, i can believe in superpowered aliens and clones and a town called smallville but this is where i draw the line!

[izsheum]

reviving this account as an archive for my art so it doesn’t just collect dust in my files! wayyyy more active on tiktok (@/izsheum) so fair warning i probably won’t be on here much but hey that’s whatever!! anyways that’s that on that. cheers!

[gabbiarts]

Ohhh my gosh, echoes of wisdom is SO GOOD. Loovvedd this scene so much, I had to do a little drawing--and then the shading happened and. Yeh. More rambles in the tags!!

[Image description: a bust of my version of Princess Zelda from Echoes of Wisdom, standing in a dark prison cell. Sunlight shines through a window, illuminating only some of her sad face.]

[theplatypusblue]

I have a pretty shoddy memory and I’m not about to fine-tooth comb seasons 4 and 11 to find hardcore evidence for any of this, but I feel like you could draw a connection between aspheera and clouse’s “sorcery/dark magic” stuff somehow. It makes certain things connect and bit more and make a bit more sense, at least to me.

Like, the magic stuff in season 4 definitely comes out of nowhere. We already have elemental powers, but apparently “magic” is a thing? Different magic than the stuff we’re already used to?? Feels kinda out of place. And apparently one of the spells Clouse can do just so happens to turn people into Anacondrai—well that’s just totally random, the writers are just making shit up at this point. If this kind of magic existed, we would have seen it by now.

Except we wouldn’t have, because the ones who created and practiced that magic were nearly wiped out before the events of the show even started—the serpentine.

When season 11 comes along, we learn about Aspheera, and about how a suuuuper long time ago, back when ninjago was practically brand new, there was such a thing as a serpentine “sorcerer,” who served at the side of the king. Obviously things have changed since ancient times, and that stuff doesn’t really exist anymore. It might make sense for Chen to be into that sort of thing; he was a huge weeb for snakes after all. He might’ve encouraged Clouse to study ancient serpentine magic stuff in order to feed his inner snake-weeb. (I don’t remember if we ever got a real explanation for why Clouse was into the magic stuff umm. Just feel free to correct me if any of this sounds dumb idk!!)

I just think it’s interesting how a possible reason we never heard of the sorcery stuff before season 4 is because it’s been a couple thousand years since it was prevalent and also in part because of. Y’know. Serpentine war.

(Also I wasn’t like, super hardcore paying attention during season 11, so I’m just tacking this onto the end here: were the serpentine all united in Aspheera’s time? Did the 5 tribes thing come later, like they split up somehow?? Is that how it worked???? Cuz if so, that could lead to some cool lore implications— like, they started with one type of sorcery, but then when the tribes split up, different “subsets” and “specializations” started popping up. Maybe Clouse doesn’t just practice serpentine sorcery, but specializes in Anacondrai sorcery…. or smthn)

[sassyandclassy94]

…But it’s not my business…

Some nights tumblr makes me really mad. All these takes I don’t agree with, people being mean to each other and choosing to not put aside their friends’ political affiliations, etc. etc. etc. Sometimes the only solution is to pour yourself a hot drink and mind your business while also simultaneously biting your tongue.

[i-love-def-leppard]

i think i finally got past my writer’s block🎉

thank you to everyone for the recommendations and support!! pt.2 is finally making some progress

[solpng]

gm and happy halloween 👻

[rigels-nigels]

Girl help I've acquired possibly yet another expensive hobby

[theyarebothgunshot]

I loved your roommates masterlist post! Do you ever wonder what nights were like in their condo when Supernatural was airing? Like clearly Jensen watched and Misha….barely did. I’m just picturing Jensen turning it on and telling Misha to come tweet with him. Misha sitting there for maybe the first bit, but needing to “grab something” by the second commercial break and then….never coming back. Like 25 minutes later Jensen finds Misha full on in another room writing poetry enjoying a cup of camomile tea and is like “Dude”.

Also, how many times do you think Jensen has rewatched Supernatural, possibly fast forwarding to scenes with Misha?

🦤

for some reason i never picture either of them watching spn when it was airing, except for the nights they live tweeted their reactions (and yes i do think some of those nights they were in the same living room, pretending not to be lmao) but.... yeah........... every once in a while i do think about that era and actively lose my mind lmao

[hungee-boy]

when i get money and my own bathroom to store my shit i will be a self care queen spending hours on my face and hair every 2 weeks

my bf will see me with a mask and make fun of me but itll be worth it.... for the care

[vipussyeater505]

₊˚⊹♡°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Jinx x fem!reader₊˚⊹♡°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

cw: sesbian lex & sh???? That’s all i think… lemme know if there are any others :3

You were working on a small gadget you were making at Jinx’s workbench when a very bored blue haired girl decided that now was the time you guys to do something ‘quote on quote’ “fun”. “C'mon-“ you protested not really minding it.. as she dragged you out of your chair, “Don’t ‘cmon’ me,” Jinx replied casually, keeping a tight grip on your wrist as she led you to a couch nearby. “You need to relax, and I need something fun to do.” She said rolling her eyes, once you reached the couch, Jinx sat down and gestured for you to join her. “Of course you do…” you grumbled as you sat down and rolled your eyes “It's so cold in here..” you mumbled, trying to pull down the little fabric that you called a skirt (which barely covered up your ass, totally not wearing it to make her want you or anything… no- that’d be crazy she’s your best friend..) to try and cover up your thighs Jinx chuckled at your comment about the cold, her gaze following your movements as you tried to pull down the fabric of your skirt. She noticed your struggle and smirked, leaning back on the couch to get more comfortable. “Maybe you should’ve worn something other than that thin scrap of fabric then.” She teased, her eyes trailing up and down your thighs.

“Oh shut up..” you replied crossing your arms over the tube top you were wearing (again- which was barely covering anything) Jinx laughed at your reply, clearly enjoying getting a rise out of you. She leaned closer, her smirk growing wider as she glanced down at the tube top that barely covered you. “What, are you embarrassed?” She teased, playfully pushing your shoulder with her hand. “Don’t worry, you’re not the only one showing some skin.” She gestured to her own bralette. “I know,” you murmured softly, your eyes trailing over her top before you looked away, Jinx chuckled at your response, clearly amused. “Oh, so you’re checking me out now too?” she leaned even closer, her face now just inches away from yours. Her eyes were fixed on yours, a playful glint in her eyes. “I’m not complaining though. Feel free to look all you want!” She winked and leaned back almost throwing herself back onto the couch cushion, a small smirk on her face.

“Puhhhhhlease..-“ you huffed in feigned annoyance “Just cuz I like girls doesn’t mean you’re my type.” you barked back rolling your eyes. Jinx feigned a look of mock offense, placing a hand over her chest in an overly dramatic gesture. "Oh, I’m not your type?” She chuckled, pretending her feelings were hurt over your comment. “And here I was, thinking we had something special." She pouted playfully, she was clearly enjoying the banter. “Ha ha. Right..” you said sarcastically rolling your eyes again and leaned back on the couch her eyes trailed over your thighs as she smirked at your sarcastic response, clearly not minding the sass.

"Ouch, the sarcasm! That hurt, ya know." She retorted, feigning injury again. Her eyes followed your movements as you leaned back into the couch, a playful smile on her face. "But seriously though, if I’m not your type, what is your type?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow curiously. “Why should I tell you?” you raise an eyebrow “you’d probably bully my “dream girl” if I met her- just like you did with every other girl I dated.” Jinx leaned back, placing an arm over the backrest of the couch, a smile playing on her lips. "Oh, I don’t bully every girl you date. Just the ones that don’t know how to have fun." She shrugged in a mock-innocent manner, her gaze never leaving yours. “Right, which- according to you- is every girl I date.” You huffed out leaning more back against the couch causing her to just roll her eyes. “Not my fault you don’t know how to choose the right girls.” She mumbled out "And besides, I just want to know what makes a girl your type. For science and stuff."

“Right, science….” you gave her a questionable look before looking down at your lap, she chuckled at your skeptical look, clearly enjoying the banter between you two. She scooted closer on the couch, the proximity between you two closing as she tried to get a better look at your face. "C’mon, you can tell me," She teased, gently nudging your shoulder with hers. “What's your type, huh? Tall girls, short girls, the good girls, the bad girls..?”

“Hmmmm,” you hummed pretended to think about it before shrugging, she let out an exaggerated sigh and rolled her eyes playfully at your response. "Ugghhh, come on, don't be stubborn! I know you've got a type," She whined, her voice brimming with mock-exasperation. She scooted even closer, their thighs almost touching now. "There has to be something you find appealing in a girl."

“As long as she’s funny I’m good.” you said in jokingly manner, your gaze on her shifted to your hands while trying to think about it. Jinx chuckled at your response, unable to suppress her laughter. "Oh, so you like them funny huh? So all those times I made you laugh... that means something special to ya?" She teased, a smirk on her lips as she scooted even closer to you now, her thigh now definitely touching yours. “Oh shut uppp- you gotta actually like girls for me to hit on you, ya know” you rolled her eyes and nudged her thigh with your knee. You moved so your back was against the armrest creating some space between you & her. You rested your legs in her lap while looking at her. She let out a mock gasp, feigning surprise at your words. She placed a hand over her chest in a dramatic gesture. "Are you saying you'd hit on me if I liked girls?" She said, a playful smile on her lips. She looked down at your legs in her lap, and placed a hand on your knee, her thumb gently tracing small circles on it. “Well.. I mean maybe if we weren’t friends I might've?” you said but it came out more as a question than a statement causing her to roll her eyes at you "And for the record, I do like girls. Just... not those boring ones that you tend to date."

“You like girls?” you looked at her unamused raising an eyebrow trying to figure out if she was serious or not, she rolled her eyes and sighed, her expression turning serious. "Oh please, I didn't think it was that surprising." She said as she squeezed your knee gently, her fingers tracing over your skin. "I'm not that picky about gender. I just like anyone who's fun and not boring. And you know-.. I think you're fun, even if you're stubborn as hell.” She ran her nails along the skin of your calf.

“Pluusss… you’re kinda cute, I mean.. thought I was being pretty obvious.” She mumbled her words barely coherent.

“I'm not stubborn?” you said furrowing your brows, ignoring what she had just said, Jinx chuckled and rolled her eyes again, clearly not buying your denial. “Oh, yeah? Since when aren't you stubborn?" She teased, giving your knee a playful squeeze before she continued. "Remember that time you insisted you could win that fight against an entire gang of goons by yourself? And you totally got your ass kicked."

“So what? That was one time-! Plus- You’ve done worse.” you snapped back mumbling slightly, she just let out a scoff and leaned back in mock-offense, placing a hand over her heart again

"Me? Worse? I'll have you know I have impeccable decision-making skills.” She retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She playfully rolled her eyes and shook her head, a smirk on her lips. “You’re just a stubborn little thing. But I suppose that’s part of your charm, huh?”

you rolled your eyes again and started idly picking at the skin around your thumbnail when the conversation died down, you unintentionally caught your bottom lip between your teeth biting down on it gently & your mind starting to raise, thinking about everything she just said.. was she being serious? Did you maybe have a chance? No, no-! this is just how she is right.. right?!- Right. She doesn’t like you,- nonono I’m being silly.. she’s just being friendly… you let out a slight huff and started picking more roughly at your cuticles. I really want her to like me.. no scratch that- i need her to like me.. your heart aches at the thought of her liking someone else.. you tried pushing the thoughts away, your eyes glued to your hand as you intensely continued picking at it. She's your best friend for god's sake!- why are you even think—

You suddenly felt her hand on your knee start to move bringing you out of your trance like state, she smiled softly at you her thumb rubbing soothing circles on your skin, trying to ease your nerves.

“Hey, relax a little,” She said, her tone a little softer now. “You look like you’re about to gnaw your fingers off.” you looked up at her and with the hand you had just borderline abused- you gently pushed a strand of your hair out of your face so you could get a better look at her “I’m fine..” you mumbled again bringing out a soft chuckle out of her, a knowing look in her eyes, she could tell you were still nervous, despite your attempts to conceal it.

“You’re still picking at your cuticles, you’re not fine,” She pointed out, her tone gentle but teasing. She gave your knee a gentle squeeze before continuing. “What’s got you so nervous, huh?”

“Hm-? I’m not nervous..” you said resting your head on the couch cushion and looked at her, Jinx raised an eyebrow at your denial, clearly not convinced.

“Uh-huh, I totally believe you….” She replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes playfully. But her gaze didn’t lose its softness. She continued to rub soothing circles on your knee, her touch almost tender now. “You suck at lying, you know.” She stated.

you bit your lower lip again and looked down at your hands. Jinx watched you bite your lip for the second time, her gaze lingering on your mouth before flicking back up to your eyes. There was a hint of something in her eyes, something she tried to hide behind her usual smile. “You’re doing it again,” She pointed out, her tone still soft yet teasing. “Do you even realize how that looks?”

“What do you mean?” you stopped what you were doing to look at jinx again. She held your gaze, her eyes looking deep into yours as she spoke, her voice slightly huskier than normal. “You keep sucking your lip between your teeth,” She explained, her tone still gentle. “You do that when you’re nervous or... when you’re thinking about something else...”

“What would I be thinking about?” your eyes scanning her face before landing on her lips then quickly looking up at her eyes. Jinx smirked, noticing the way your eyes flicked down to her lips, then back up to her eyes. A sly smile crept onto her face. “Why don’t you tell me?” She inched closer, her hands now gently grasping your legs, her touch lingering on your thighs. “What’s going on in that pretty little mind of yours?”

“Nothing..” you stated, nervously picking at your cuticle again a bit rougher this time, only stopping when you drew blood and your thumb started dripping blood onto the couch, she noticed the bleeding and quickly reached for your hand, her touch gentle yet firm as she took hold of it. “Hey, stop that,” She scolded you gently, her eyes fixed on your thumb. She gently ran her thumb over the bleeding spot, her expression a mix of concern and annoyance. “Why do you always do that to yourself, huh?”

you grew quiet as she scolded you, watching as the blood dripped onto the couch a wave of embarrassment washing over you, you couldn’t help but feel a bit ashamed over it as she let out a small sigh, her eyes still on your bleeding thumb. There was a hint of annoyance in her voice, but it was mixed with genuine concern. “You’re such an idiot, you know that?” She chided you, gently wiping away the blood with her thumb. “You’re gonna wear yourself down to the bone if you keep doing this...”

you looked up at her and then down the hand that was holding yours “…yeah..” she murmured softly not wanting to say anything else.. in fear of oversharing, instead she bit the inside of her cheek you looked up at her again and watched as her expression softened at your response, her annoyance replaced with a hint of tenderness. She kept her hold on your hand, her fingers tracing soft circles on your skin. “You gotta stop doing that, okay?” She said quietly, her voice gentle. “I know when you get nervous you start picking, but you need to find a better way to deal with it.”

“I know..” you mumbled, watching as it slowly dried and stopped dripping onto the couch you heard as she let out a small sigh, looking back up at her and watched as she shook her head, her eyes still fixed on your thumb. “Do you really though?” She asked, her voice tinged with a hint of mockery. “Because you don’t seem to listen to me very well when I tell you to cut it out.” you tilted your head to look up at her and pouted slightly “it’s not on purpose..” you played with the hem of your skirt in an attempt to distract yourself the hint of sweetness in your pout made her expression soften further. She couldn’t help but be a little charmed by your unintentional adorableness. “Yeah, yeah, I know it’s not on purpose. You’re just a complete nutjob who can’t control her nervous ticks.”

“You’re the last person who should be talking about being a nutjob..” you grumbled out as you leaned against the cushion again her eyes followed you and she chuckled & shook her head again, her smirk returning to her face. “Aw, but I wear my nutjob badge with honor, dollface. You, on the other hand, are just a walking disaster waiting to happen,” She teased, giving your knee another gentle squeeze. “Dollface? Where’d that come from?” you asked smiling softly at her, she raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes in mock-exasperation. “Is that seriously the part you’re focusing on? I swear you only hear what you want to sometimes..” She replied, a hint of amusement in her tone. She leaned back against the couch, her smirk widening slightly. “Dunno, you just look like a pretty doll… so it seemed fitting..” you looked down at your hands, growing quiet once again before you let out a soft hum "Hm.." your cheeks grew hotter by the second. Jinx immediately noticed the shift in your demeanor, and her smirk faded into a look of concern. She tilted her head to the side, watching you closely as you looked down at your hands. She reached out and gently placed her hand over yours, squeezing it softly. “Hey, talk to me. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” you looked up at her again and chuckled softly “I dunno..” you responded not wanting to scare her away.. Jinx raised an eyebrow, her gaze never leaving yours. “’I dunno’?” She repeated, a hint of skepticism in her tone. She gently squeezed your hand again. “You always get so quiet whenever something’s on your mind, I know you too well to buy that kind of bullshit.”

“‘M just tired I guess..” you offered, desperate for you to drop it, you started rubbing small circles onto the back of her hand, her eyes stayed on you for a moment, still a bit skeptical of your explanation, you were a terrible liar, and she could tell you were hiding something. But she decided to let it go for now, since clearly you weren’t going to tell her what was really on your mind. She sighed and leaned back against the couch, still holding your hand in hers. “You could’ve just said you’re sleepy. I’m not gonna force you to talk if you don’t want to.” you bit the inside of your cheek at that trying to calm down, you really did want to tell her- you did. truly.. but how could you when you were overthinking your friendship? I mean- if you told her how you felt you’d probably scare her away.. andddd… that’s truly the last thing you need right now. She noticed the way you bit your cheek, the action immediately catching her attention. She leaned closer to you, her gaze never leaving your face. “You’re thinking too hard again,” she muttered, her voice a little softer. “What’s going on in your head, toots.. huh? Mind letting me in there?” She chuckled softly poking at your forehead before sitting back against the cushion.

You pouted slightly again and sighed “It’s just.. i dunno..- it’s nothing.. I mean it is something I just- ugh!.. Can you distract me? Please..” you asked almost in a defeated voice. Her expression softened a bit at your mumbled request, “Distract you, huh?” She repeated, bringing her free hand up to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “From what?” you looked up at her through your lashes then averted her gaze down to the couch “..my mind..?” you murmured, A small smirk tugged at the corners of her lips as she took in the sight of you looking up at her through your dark lashes. She couldn’t help but be a attracted to the combination of your vulnerability and your beauty. She leaned closer to you before speaking “And what do you want me to do about that?” She asked with a hint of mock-innocence.

“Anything?” you whispered desperate for a distraction from your overthinking. A sly grin spread across Jinx’s face as she heard your quiet plea for distraction, She shuffled closer, gently placing her free hand on your thigh, her fingers idly tracing circles on your skin slowly testing the waters. “Anything, huh?” She repeated, her voice a little huskier than before. Her eyes darkened as she stared at you, silently considering before your voice broke her away from her thoughts. “Why are you looking at me like that..” you questioned her, your voice just above a whisper drawing a out a low, breathy chuckle at your soft question. Her eyes darkened even further as she leaned even closer, her face now merely inches away from yours. Her hand that was on your thigh started to slowly wander up, her fingers tracing lazy circles on your skin.

“Why do you think, baby?” She muttered back, her tone sultry and seductive. you bit her lower lip again nervously as her hand slowly snaked up your thigh “Uh..” you tried forming a sentence but the words died in your throat, you suddenly felt really small under her gaze.. Jinx's smirk widened as she saw the nervous reaction her gentle touch had on you. She leaned even closer, her hand continuing to wander up your thigh, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin, as if trying to memorize every inch of you. She noticed you biting your lip again and couldn’t help but let out a small hum of approval. "You really gotta stop doing that, you know?" She whispered, her eyes focused on your mouth. You felt her fingers at the edge of your skirt "Jinx..?" you said in an almost whiny tone, she almost chuckled at your whiny tone. It was such an adorable sound, a mix of impatience and neediness that made her want to tease you even more. Her eyes darkened as her fingers kept tracing patterns on your thigh, now only mere millimeters away from your skirt. "Yes, dollface?" She replied, her tone innocent and playful. You blinked at her trying to figure out what to do, she could see the confusion and hesitation in your face, and it just made her more amused. She leaned even closer, practically closing the last bit of distance between you two. Her hand finally touched your skirt, gently lifting the fabric up just a bit as her fingers began to wander higher, just below the edge of your underwear… "Are you gonna say anything, or just keep biting your lip and staring at me like a cute little rabbit?"

“Rabbit?” your face scrunched up in confusion as you repeated her words back to her. She chuckled at your confusion, her hand pausing its path for a moment. She looked into your eyes again, her expression a mix of amusement and affection. "Yeah, a rabbit," She explained, rolling her eyes as if the comparison was obvious. "You look like a cute little bunny, all innocent and scared. It's adorable-, really."

“I’m not scared” you shook your head gently letting out a dry scoff. She chuckled again at your denial, her expression becoming a bit teasing. "Oh really?” She drawled, her hand slowly resuming its path up your thigh once more. “You could’ve fooled me. You look like you’re about to bolt any second…”

“You’re just not like this usually..caught me off guard..” you responded softly causing her to pause for a moment, her hand pausing as well. She studied your face closely, the look in her eyes momentarily going serious. Then, her expression softened again, her smirk returning. She moved her other hand up to your cheek, gently tracing your skin with her thumb. "And you don’t usually ask me to distract you from your thoughts. Guess we’re both being a bit out of character today, huh?"

“I guess so..” you sighed, a soft smile appearing on your lips, she smiled back at you, her hand resuming its lazy path up and down your thigh. "Guess I’m just feeling particularly indulgent today," She drawled, her tone low and almost velvety. "Seeing a pretty lady like you all shy and needy..."

“‘M not needy..” you huffed, rolling your eyes earning a snort from the girl, she raised an eyebrow at your protest. Her hand shifted higher, her fingers now gently tracing the edge of your panties. "Sure you’re not," She teased, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "That’s why you’re letting me touch you so freely, huh? Because you’re totally not in need of my attention..." you looked down at her hand just watching her waiting anxiously for what she might do. her smirk widened at your reaction. She loved it when you got all shy, watching her every move as if mesmerized by her touch. Her hand started moving again, gently sliding under the fabric of your panties. “You’re so quiet bunny,” She cooed softly, her gaze fixed on your face. “I can practically see the gears turning in your head. Whatcha thinking about, eh?” your eyes widening almost cartoonishly when you felt her hand dip underneath your panties “well it’s kind of hard to think when you’re hands down my panties..-“ you mumbled quietly, she just grinned at that and put a little pressure on your aching clit. “Then my distractions working huh?” She put a bit more pressure onto it before your words made her movements suddenly come to an abrupt halt “this feels wrong..” you whined out causing a small frown to appear on her face. "Wrong how?” She asked, moving her hand up a bit and gently tracing your stomach as she looked at you. "You don't want me to stop, do you?"

“No-.. I just mean.. you’re my best friend.. what if this changes things?..” you avoided looking up at her suddenly growing shy again. Jinx’s expression softened at your words, her heart tightening a bit at your unexpected shyness. She could sense the insecurity and nervousness behind your words, and it made her want to reassure you in every way possible. She gently cupped your chin, tilting your head up to look into your eyes, her own gaze filled with tenderness and affection. "Do you really think some touching and a bit of flirting is gonna change things between us?" you let out a huff at her dismissive tone but decided to stay quiet she chuckled softly at your huffed response, finding your stubborn attitude endearing. She gently stroked your cheek with her thumb, her expression turning more serious. "Listen to me, princess," She said, her voice firm but gentle. "No stupid touching or flirting is gonna ruin what we have." She leaned in closer, her eyes never leaving yours. "You really think I’d risk the best friendship I’ve ever had for a little fun?"

“You’re so confusing..” you groaned softly, a hand coming up to rub over your face in annoyance, her words not helping making this easier to understand. She couldn’t help but chuckle at your outburst. Your frustration and confusion amused her to no end. She gently grabbed your wrist, removing your hand from your face and holding it in her own. "And you’re stubborn as fuck," She retorted, the hint of playfulness returning to her voice. "I didn’t know it could be so hard to convince a pretty girl like you to let me touch her."

“What?” you stared at her in utter confusion almost dumbfounded, completely caught off guard by that. Jinx’s smirk grew wider at your baffled expression. She chuckled and raised an eyebrow, as if it should have been completely obvious what she meant. "What do you mean what?" She echoed, feigning innocence. Her hand started to wander again, gently tracing patterns on the exposed skin of your stomach. She leaned in closer "I’ve been trying to get my hands all over you for years, toots." you just stared at her dumbly trying to register what she had just said. Jinx let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head in amusement. She knew what she said had taken you by surprise, but she also found it hilariously endearing. She continued to idly trace patterns on your exposed skin, her touch lingering longer than necessary.

"That’s adorable," She teased, her voice dripping with mockery. "You don’t have to believe me if you don’t wanna, but it’s the truth, dollface." She leaned even closer, her hand slowly snaking up your stomach and towards your chest. “You like me?” you asked dumbly not totally sure if you should believe her, your eyes darting to her lips wanting to kiss her.. She giggled at the dumbfounded expression on your face and the simplicity of your question. She couldn’t believe that out of everything she said, THAT was the part that had gotten through to you. "What gave it away?" She said sarcastically, as if the answer was obvious. She gave you a dry look, but her hand never stoppen its exploration of your body. “I didn’t know..” you said softly, your face growing hot in embarrassment. She giggled again, her hand reaching your chest now. She gently cupped your breast through the fabric, her thumb stroking the sensitive skin. Her gaze darkened, a playful spark in her eyes. “Oh, really? You’ve been completely oblivious to it this entire time?" She said in a mocking tone, teasing you. "Don’t worry, I guess some people just need things spelled out for ‘em." you suddenly mustered up the courage and leaned in, the urge to kiss her grew stronger but you stopped right when you were about to, you cursed yourself mentally for not just kissing her. Jinx noticed the movement you made to kiss her, and her eyes softened. She was amused by your hesitation and could sense the internal conflict you were having. But she wanted you to make the move, to see how far she could push you. She leaned in as well, bringing her face tantalizing close to yours. Her hand still gently cupped your breast, her thumb still grazing your skin, her breath tickling your lips.

"Go on," She whispered, trying to encourage you, her voice a gentle provocation. "You know you wanna." you cupped her cheek with your hand and tilted your head as you leaned in, kissing her gently scared if you did the wrong thing you’d break. you slowly pulled away to look at her, your eyes scanning her face. As you pulled away, Jinx opened her eyes and looked at you. She kept her hand on your nape, her gaze fixed on your face, studying your expression intently. She noticed the way your eyes flickered over her features, and she couldn’t help but smirk a little.

"What, you expecting me to suddenly pull away or freak out or something?" She teased gently, tilting her head slightly as she watched you closely. “No-, yes? maybe..” you bit at the inside of your cheek trying to sooth your nerves just a little.. Jinx chuckled at your uncertain response and felt a pang of sympathy. She knew you were feeling vulnerable and worried, and she wanted to ease that anxiety as much as she could. “Oh baby, you’re so cute,” She muttered, gently stroking the back of your neck. She leaned closer once more, her gaze a little softer now. "I’m not gonna freak out. You don’t have to worry about that." That was all then encouragement you needed, you leaned in again & kissed her, crawling on top of her so you were straddling her. Jinx’s eyes widened in surprise as you suddenly crawled onto her lap, straddling her with surprising confidence. She couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp against your lips, caught off guard by your boldness. She returned the kiss eagerly, her hands immediately going to your hips, gripping gently but firmly, as if to make sure you wouldn’t suddenly get cold feet and pull away. you settled onto her lap and deepened the kiss, Jinx could feel her heart racing a mile a minute. Having you so close to her, the weight of you on her lap, your body pressed against hers — it was like a dream come true. She’d imagined this scene countless times in her head, but nothing could’ve prepared her for the real thing. Her hands started to move up the sides of your body, feeling the silky skin and the subtle curves beneath her fingers. She wanted more, more of you, more of this moment. you pulled away panting softly, your lips finding her neck, Jinx let out a soft hiss through gritted teeth. The feeling of your lips on her skin sent a shiver down her spine, adding to the growing heat that was slowly pooling in her core. She tilted her head back to give you more access, her hands gripping your hips even tighter now, fingers pressing into your skin. She wanted to pull you impossibly closer, to merge your body into hers. you sucked and nibbled at her skin slowly pulling away looking at the mark you had just left on her neck as if it was some kind of art work— or to prove to others that you were hers.. Jinx let out a moan as you sucked her neck, her grip on your hips tightening even further. She felt her breathing getting heavier as you continued to claim the skin there, the mixture of pleasure and slight pain sending a jolt straight between her legs. She almost missed the moment when you stopped and pulled back, her eyes half-lidded and heavy with desire. “You better not have left a hickey, toots..” She managed to mutter, her voice breathless and rough. “Uhmmmm, oops?” you bit your bottom lip and looked down at her from where you were sitting. Jinx's eyes widened in disbelief as you responded with a nonchalant 'oops', clearly unrepentant about leaving a mark on her neck. She let out a disbelieving chuckle, shaking her head slightly. She was too damn turned on to be really mad at you, anyway. you moved your hips wiggling a bit trying to get a little more comfortable on her lap since your thighs were getting numb from the position. As you shifted your weight to get more comfortable on top of her, she let out a low hiss, her hands moving to grip your hips once again. She could feel the heat emanating from your core pressing against her lap, making her own body ache with need. The slightest movement of your hips was driving her crazy, making her want you so much closer, as close as possible.

"What do you think you’re doing?" She breathed out, a mixture of accusation and need lacing her voice. “I didn’t even do anything that time?” you frowned and furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Jinx raised an eyebrow at your innocent look, clearly not buying it. She knew damn well you were doing that on purpose, making her suffer with the way you were moving on top of her. "No? You don't call grinding on my lap 'doing something'? Come on now, toots."

“I was just getting comfortable..” you scoffed, rolling your eyes. Jinx huffed in disbelief at your feigned innocence. She could feel the friction of your weight against her lap in the most delightful way, and it was driving her crazy. "Sure you were," She drawled, her hands gripping your hips a little tighter, her voice a little huskier. "Just accidentally rubbing against me like that, huh?" you huffed at her accusation, rolling your eyes at her again before grinning down at her and grabbing onto her shoulders, moving your hips again.. if she thought you were doing it on purpose why not actually do it on purpose this time. A soft moan escaped Jinx's lips as you suddenly moved your hips, the friction between you causing heat to pool in her core. She gripped your hips even harder, her nails digging into your skin as she tried to regain some semblance of control. "You're gonna be the death of me, toots," She gritted out, her own hips involuntarily bucking up against you in response to your movements. The action caused both of you to gasp, and Jinx's hands moved to your ass, grabbing you there and firmly holding you in place, preventing any further movements of your hips for a moment. "Easy there, dollface," She breathed out, her voice a little shaky. The way you were on top of her, the way you were moving against her, it was driving her insane. She wanted nothing more than to flip you over and take you right there and then. “What..” you pouted when she prevented you from moving. The pout on your face nearly did in Jinx completely. You were too damn cute, too damn hot, too damn tempting. She gritted her teeth and gripped your ass even tighter, her body tense, her breathing labored.

"You keep moving like that and I won't be able to hold back," She warned in a low, strained voice, her eyes darkened with desire and need. “Don’t hold back then?” you rolled your eyes and let go of her shoulders, your hands trailing down to the hem of your top before pulling it off slowly.. her eyes widened at your unexpected action, her heart rate increasing as she watched you remove your top, revealing more and more of your skin. "Oh, that's playing dirty, toots," She muttered, her knuckles turning white as her hands gripped your hips even tighter. "But I can play that game too." She let go of you for a moment to quickly pull off her own bralette, tossing it carelessly to the side. your eyes widened at the sight of her bare chest in front of you, you slowly leaned down placing kisses on her collarbone, kissing all the way down to one of her tits. Jinx's head fell back, her breaths coming out in soft gasps and moans. The feeling of your lips on her skin sent sparks of pleasure through her body. "Ah.. goddamn, that feels good," She managed to gasp out, her hands moving to your back, her nails grazing lightly over your skin. you looked up at her as you continued to do that, gently pulling one of her nipples between your teeth, biting it. For a moment, Jinx swore she saw stars. The feeling of your teeth gently nibbling on her nipple made her gasp loudly, her hands gripping your back now, her fingers digging into your skin.

"Oh, fuuuck... that felt... that feels so good," She panted, her breaths coming in shallow gasps now. She was starting to lose herself in the sensations you were creating within her, the ache between her legs growing stronger with each passing second. You pulled back with a small ‘pop’ sound before you started kissing her neck. As you kissed her neck, Jinx's head tilted to the side, giving you more access. She was struggling to focus, her brain clouded by the pleasure coursing through her body. Everything you did, every touch, every kiss, every bite was slowly driving her closer to the edge. "T-Toots, you're gonna drive me crazy... I need you," She managed to gasp out, her voice ragged and breathless. “Tell me what you need then..” you mumbled against her skin. She clenched her teeth when you mumbled against her skin, her body arching involuntarily, pressing against you. She wanted you so much it was nearly unbearable, the need for release building within her like a tidal wave. "You," She breathed out, voice rough and desperate. "I need you..”

“Where do you want me to touch you..?” you asked, sinking your teeth into the side of her neck, she let out a soft hiss as you sank your teeth into her neck, the mixture of pleasure and pain sending a jolt straight to her pussy. "Where do I-…? oh, baby, you know where-.." She breathed out, her hands roaming down your body, caressing your back, your waist, finally resting on your thighs, her fingers digging into the skin there. “C'mon just say it baby..” you cooed & pulled away to look at her. She squirmed under your gaze, her breath coming out in shallow huffs, her eyes dark with unbridled desire. She needed you, and you knew it, but the way you were drawing this out was driving her crazy. "You know where I need you, toots," She said, her voice a low, raspy whisper, her fingers digging even harder into your thighs.

“If you don’t say it I guess I won’t do it..” you said mockingly tilting your head. Her eyes narrowed at your mocking tone, her need turning into a fierce, burning desire. You were pushing her limits, and you knew it. She was too far gone to be teased like this, too worked up to play these games. "Baby, if you don't touch me, I'm going to lose my fucking mind," She whined, her voice thick with desperation. She let out a huff. She really didn’t wanna say it but you had the upper hand right now, so she had no choice but to comply. "I need you to touch me," She panted, her voice strained and breathless. "I need you to touch my..-“ She stumbled over the words, her throat suddenly dry. She couldn't believe she was actually saying this, but she knew she had no other choice. She was too far gone, too desperate for relief to play coy any longer. “I need you to... to touch my... my pussy," She finally managed to gasp out, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and pure arousal. “You just need me to touch you? That’s all?” you slid your hand down to the front of her pants, you slowly unzipped her pants “lift your hips up f’me..” you pulled her pants off when she lifted her hips off of the couch throwing them on the floor “Tell me what you want..” you said as you got on your knees in front of her.. Jinx's heart skipped a beat, the sight of you on your knees before her, making all coherent thoughts fly out of her head. “I want you so badly," She panted, her legs spreading almost automatically as you knelt between them. "I need you to taste me, to make me feel so good, baby... please..."

“Yeah, that’s what you want?” You planted soft kisses on her inner thigh, “hold my hair up f’me then..” you said, looking up at her through lidded eyes. She bit down on her lip nervously as you planted soft kisses on her inner thigh, the touch making her shudder with need. At your words, her hands moved to your head, her fingers burying themselves in your hair and pulling it back, holding it out of your face so you had unimpeded access to her. "Like this?" She whispered, her eyes locked on yours, her chest heaving with her quick, shallow breaths. “Mhm.. just like that..” you replied, your lips getting closer to her aching pussy, as you drew closer to her cunt, her breath hitched in her throat, her body trembling with anticipation. This was like every dream she'd ever had, only better, because it was real. You were here, you were doing this, and it was sheer torment. "Please," She panted, her hands tugging on your hair, her hips twitching involuntarily, desperate for your touch. "Please, don't tease me anymore..."

“No? Don’t want me to tease you?” you placed kisses on her clothed pussy, she groaned in frustration, her head falling back against the couch, her body arching as you started placing kisses on her clothed pussy. The feeling was maddening, the cotton fabric of her panties was both a curse and a blessing, the friction between the two causing a sweet torture of sensation. "Please, baby, don't... ahhh... don't tease me like this," She gritted out, her body trembling as her grip on your hair tightened. "I need you so bad, I can't take it anymore..." When you heard her say it like that- basically begging you to fuck her, you started tugged at her panties before you slowly pulled them down her thighs, you pulled them all the way down until they pooled around her ankles then you helped her out of them and tossed them on the floor next to you, You looked up at her and watched as she spread her legs in front of you without thinking you hooked your arms around her thighs pulling her closer so she was on the edge of the couch. You spread her thighs further apart and leaned in, kissing her thigh. You watched as she shivered with anticipation. The way you were taking control, moving her where you wanted her, it was driving her wild. "Don't... don't make me wait, baby," She panted out, her fingers curling in the tresses as she pulled you closer by your hair. You grabbed her thigh guided it to rest on your shoulder as you started licking through her folds teasingly. You grinned up at her as you pulled away, kissing her thigh leaving a hickey on her inner thigh before pulling away a bit and bit her thigh gently slowly licking over it, kissing all the way to her pussy again and started licking her again, your hand sliding up her thigh and up to her entrance, slowly circling it with your middle & ring finger earning a whimper from her lips “pleasee don’t ma—“ you cut her off by slowly pushing your fingers inside her starting out slow, moving your fingers gently, letting her get used to it before you slowly started pumping your fingers in and out of her looking up at her as you licked & sucked on her clit. You watched as she threw her head back against the couch and panted. You slowly curled your fingers up and moved your other hand to press down onto her lower stomach, you didn’t stop until you felt her muscles spasm around your fingers.. you pulled back just enough to speak “close baby?..” you asked softly before coming back down to attack her clit. “Ye-yeah.. so close..” she huffed out barely coherent.

You continued pumping your fingers in and out of her a little bit faster than before, you pushed down on her stomach again as you curled your fingers up hitting her sweet spot. Your tongue continued to toy with her swollen clit. “I’m gonna—“ you looked up at her as she continued to let out moans and whimpers watching as her chest rose and fell her eyes nearly rolled back into her head as you curled your fingers again. You felt her muscles tightening around your fingers again and watched as her back arched off the couch and going almost limp against the couch, you slowed your movements pulling away from her clit, rubbing her stomach softly before pulling your fingers out of her holding eye contact as she looked down at you. You slowly lifted your hand to you mouth and licked your fingers clean.

“You’re so weird toots, ‘swear..-“ she panted out as you came up and gave her a kiss.

(Sorry if it was bad it’s my first fic 😓😓)

[rileysluvr]

simon riley has a thing for lips. your lips, more specifically.

whenever you’re with him, he can’t help but have his attention focused entirely on your pretty lips. stationary or not, smiling or frowning; tunnel-vision takes over and everything outside turns to muffled ringing and blurry objects. they’re just so sweet and full, and the different glosses you coat your lips in throughout the many days at work all have low groans threatening to spill over his own, each and every time he lays eyes on you. though, the only word that comes to his mind as his gaze is tracing over every curve and divot when he knows you aren’t looking, is fuckable. and he knows it’s wrong, but…

your lips would look so, so good wrapped around his cock. as far as the head goes, anyway; he knows just the tip would suffice in filling that tiny mouth of yours. still, his mind runs rampant at the thought of seeing just how much you can take. how long he can use you until you’re absolutely writhing and crying under him, begging for a break.

the way your lips would stretch and turn swollen in a way only he could give you, the prospect has him reeling. he’d turn a perfect, clever thing such as yourself into a fucked-out, ruined little toy. drool pouring from the corners of your mouth, nodding your dizzy head and smiling for more despite already taking everything he gave you.

unfortunately, simon riley doesn’t think his morals could become any more corrupt when he backs you into a corner and discovers you’ve never taken a cock in your mouth, ever.

the smirk on his face grows at your confession, and even more when he sees how flustered and embarrassed you’re getting under his stare. you had no choice but to tell him, you think. he takes your face in his big hands, mumbling something along the lines of, “poor thing…it’s alright, love. i’ll teach ya.”

and before you know it, mental entrapment becomes reality when he’s pushing you to your knees, back against the cold wall as you watch him pull his hard dick out from the confines of his cargo pants. big and mean, just like the rest of him, and you whimper at the lone sight of it. he’s pulling the tactical glove off his burly fist and throwing it somewhere off to the side as you watch dumbly, and wrapping his fingers around the throbbing veins and sheer width of his shaft.

you can’t say you’ve ever been this intimidated by anything, but you absentmindedly lick your lips with hunger as you await whatever he’ll give you, watching him slowly fist his fat cock right in front of your worried face. he snickers at the sight, mumbling more to himself: “i’ve finally got you on your knees, and you still manage to test me.”

“open up, baby, that’s right. stick that pretty tongue out, just like that. i’ll go easy on you,” he huffs, and you listen instantly.

“fuck. watch the teeth, watch it,” he tisks, and when you can’t listen—because, well, who could while being this dumbified on cock? it’s your first time, you can’t be blamed—he’s forced to shove a thumb in your mouth, right beside his cock to hold your jaw down. it’s a tight fit and your lips sting and jaw hurts from the further strain, but a few words can cure all. “that’s right, pretty girl. just lemme use this mouth like we both need, and i’ll reward you soon enough.”

“y’know how long i’ve been meanin’ to do this?” of course, you can only respond with muffled gags as he shoves himself deeper, back of your head pressing up against the wall behind you almost painfully, testing your limits. tears blur your vision but you keep your eyes on him because he told you to, and you’d be crazy not to listen to your lieutenant, even if his ethics have strayed to nothing short of utterly debauched.

“always teasin’ me with those fuckin’ lips, like you knew i’d be watching, eh? that was your goal, yeah, to get me t’teach you how to put them to good use? ‘cause it worked, lovie…doin’ so fuckin’ good for me already… ‘nd we’re gonna make you even better.”

you rub your thighs together and even try to rock your hips a bit, searching for any semblance of pleasure that’s equivalent to his, but it wont come. he laughs at you again, that fucking laugh that shouldn’t turn you on as much as it does. “isn’t that right, princess?”

afterwards, he’ll shove his spent cock back in his pants and redo his buckle as he watches you, desperately panting on the ground in front of him and catching your breath. grasping at your throat, shoulders heaving, beautiful. he’ll join you in kneeling on the floor, frowning sarcastically when you’re barely able to meet his eyes while his are fixated on yours. and christ, the way your saliva and his cum drips over the edges just like he had imagined— no, even better. tears are permanently welled at your waterline and it’s no less than a gorgeous sight. he’ll study your every feature, every detail on your face that can give him any insight to what you’re thinking, feeling, wanting.

rather, it’s the way you shift in your uncomfortable spot and your thighs are squeezed together in his peripheral that has one corner of his lips curling, a scoff of amusement leaving his lungs. oh, he’s got you. his bare hand comes up to cup your face and the thumb that was once prying your jaw apart for his pleasure now caresses the apple of your cheekbone, almost lovingly, like he really cares.

“is my pretty girl wet?” he teases, giving you no time to compute the happenings of before your throat was tainted with the bitter-sweetness of his cum. he pushes a knee between both of yours, ignoring your groggy pleas of embarrassment, and shoves his other hand down your pants. he delves a thick finger in your cunt without any warning, and then another, effectively hushing your babbles and turning them into a strained hmph and bashful whimpers.

“tight little cunt’s practically soaked, and all from suckin’ your lieutenant’s cock?” you open your mouth to explain but a soft moan comes out before any words can, which might’ve been for the best. what could you even say in this moment? “christ, you’re a dirty fuckin’ thing, aren’t ya? and y’won’t even try to deny it… bet y’just love being treated like this, all mindless and stupid for your boss.”

he’s laughing at you, again. “we can’t just leave you like this, now, can we? are you gonna let me help you out, sweetheart?”

and with pinched brows, glassy eyes, and a quivering, alluring bottom lip, you can only think to nod your head, yes, sir.