#the “mmm...yum” sent me

[saturn-garden]

i feel like a stroke victim

[robindrake93]

11 days since I sent you that ask and I can now say, I get it. I get what you meant about episode 8. WE DID NOT JUST GET LUKERCY CRUMBS HOLY SHIT-

ALL OF THEIR SCENES TOGETHER WERE MAKING ME FERAL FJGKD WHICH WAS SO HARD TO KEEP IN WHILE WATCHING IT WITH MY SIS 😭😭 IT WAS SO GOOD

the training!! the entire fucking fight with luke practically begging percy to believe that he is his friend and wants him to join him!! the lighting!! just everything!!! you can soo tell luke wanted to shove percy in that portal and take him along no matter what!! (ignoring annabeths appearance cause im still on the fence with that change even if I get why they did it)

i am so going to binge read lukercy fics the entire night just to fill my rabid need for content of them after seeing that AHFJVKDKD I CANT-

You're right we didn't just get crumbs, we got a whole damn pie.

Luke not only welcoming Percy to camp but being the one to show him around, constantly by his side. Even watching him sleep from across the cabin.

The look on Percy's face when Luke tells him he's always on Annabeth's side.

Luke breaking the camp rules that two demigods (with different parents) aren't allowed to be alone in the cabins together to give Percy the shoes in his cabin (as opposed to on the hill like in the book).

Percy wanting to take Luke on the quest but being afraid that Luke would prioritize Annabeth over him.

The jealousy and disgust in Luke's voice during the Iris message when he makes the comment about "when did you two become an old married couple" and the look of equal disgust and discomfort from Percy when he says "gross let's move on from that." (paraphrasing but you get the idea)

Luke influencing Percy so much that the very first words of Percy's book ("Look, I didn't want to be a halfblood") are actually a quote from Luke.

The whole training scene.

Sword under the chin is always hot. Percy's making a face like he knows it too.

When Luke goes to sit on that rock beside Percy, he chooses a spot that lets them sit eye-to-eye but also he rocks toward Percy for a second like he's going to go in for a kiss.

Percy mirroring the head tilt that Luke (Charlie?) does.

Luke's voice full of pride when Percy does good.

Luke telling Percy he's small and scary. So fucking cute.

The way we can see via body language what book!Percy has been telling us all along: that every time Percy picks up his sword, he hears Luke's voice in his head telling him what to do.

Percy and Luke almost never take their eyes off each other for the whole secret meeting about Clarisse.

They're meeting in the woods at night. Luke didn't even have to bribe Percy this time, he just trotted after him.

Luke coaxing Percy into talking. (in the books Percy doesn't do a lot of talking out loud and Luke actually does break the ice several times because Percy is just standing there staring like a little weirdo [affectionate].).

Fireworks from beginning to end. Love the red and blue ones especially for that bisexual lighting. It was easily the best lighting in the whole show.

"Easy. I just want to show you." Everyone says that the maia scene was the hottest thing Charlie said as Luke but they're sleeping on this. Those are 'gonna take your virginity' words and his tone of voice? Mmm. Yum.

AND it's about his sword? HIS SWORD?! The most phallic weapon of all? Gods help me.

Just an interesting detail but Luke doesn't actually ever point his sword at Percy until Percy attacks him. It really shows that his plan is to convince Percy to leave with him.

"The gods are my enemy. You....." - Luke searching for what Percy is to him. lol I guess it's supposed to be a dramatic pause for dramatic effect but it really just makes it sound like Luke is debating how exactly to define their relationship.

Both of them have watery tear-filled eyes? Excuse me? Cry babies? Yes please. I told all of you so.

Also Luke is comfortable with turning his back on Percy to draw the runes (?) even though Percy drew his sword and is sweating like a sinner in church.

Luke actually proposing that they run away. Together. Just the two of them.

"We"

Percy is literally swaying on his feet. You can see that he's nervous but he also doesn't take so much as a single step backward. He still wants to be close to Luke!

Luke's determination to bring Percy with him. During their fight he does his best to keep Percy between himself and the portal. He even tosses Percy towards it a couple of times. Luke wants Percy to run away with him voluntarily but you can see as the fight goes on longer, he decides kidnapping is an option.

Luke is not leaving without his boy.

The skill difference between Percy and Luke. We see this during training too, where Luke is tossing Percy around and basically playing with him (I mean it's serious training but Luke's skill level is so above that it looks like playing). Luke is not seriously fighting Percy. He's trying to herd Percy into that portal.

Luke praising Percy in the middle of their fight.

Percy cutting Luke.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to -" Because Percy really doesn't want to hurt Luke and he's never like actually hurt someone he cares about.

Luke cutting Percy.

Looming.

The way after Annabeth shows up, Luke's eyes flit down to Percy three separate times. You can visibly see him weighing his options. I think he was debating if he could sling Percy over his shoulder and run into the portal faster than Annabeth could catch them.

"I know Luke wasn't trying to kill me." - WOW what a change from the book. I can't believe they had Percy understand that because in the pit scorpion scene, he did not get it. I'm happy about the change but surprised they made it. (makes me wonder if Percy's the one who's loyalty we're supposed to question instead of Annabeth's as the next seasons come up).

Sorry that was long but like. Wow. We won hardcore.

As for reading more lukercy fic, you'll be pleased to know that it's the lukercy valentine's event this week (02/12-02-15) so there should be ✨ new fics. ✨

[fanficfox]

someone sent something similar the other day but i found another one!

mutual masturbation

and i found one for your recent post about schlatt giving you backshots

it’s as close as i could get, sorry

and one last one because breeding kinks go brrr

mmm yum

PORN! 🔞

the first one gives me hard core twink schlatt vibes and i think we all know by now that im a lover of twink schlatt. :) ❤️

[silencingspellsongs]

Early Access 9/29

Vincent Solaire and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night.

ok but oh my god this summit is going to be JUICYYYYYY. is this seriously just like... william testing vincent to see if he can take over as leader of the clan or are there more nefarious things afoot? 👀 i'm so excited to see what erik has planned for this arc!! the inevitable drama from so many different avenues... mmm i am eating it all up eagerly yum yum yummy

and that perfectly placed phone call right at the end MWAH chefs kiss. i could feel it coming and yet it still sent me into hysterics like "could things really get any worse?" yeah, porter's home 😳🤪

[sarahscribbles]

I'm back (seems I just can't get away from you.)

Another important question that popped into my mind: What's your favourite dessert? It's always cute to see how different people's vary from a very classic chocolate cake to a homemade batch of baklava (Mmm...baklava...so yum.)

(On a very related note) Me, you, when. I'm free ALL week. Any day any time any location.

(I apologise so dearly, Atlas sent me that photo and my mind just would not let me rest....the green dress just makes it so!!!!)

-Clem

Ah, you have returned once more! I'm becoming very fond of you, darling.

Midgard simply has too many sweet things to choose from. I'm positive you're all very aware that I have what you call a sweet tooth.

Thor did introduce me to something called a cheesecake? Although, I was surprised to discover it wasn't a cake of cheese. It was wonderful, though. Another thing about this realm that I've grown overly fond of.

Oh, darling, you would look otherwordly in a gown like that. What an accurate portrayal of how it would look were you and I alone on the palace balcony. Completely alone while I kissed you in a way no mortal man could ever hope to. Would you like that?

[w3bheadz]

Family

Fishhooks Chapter 8

AN: This was a filler chapter, hope you like it :)

Then, it moved to her sitting down on the docks or on the coast while I strummed away at my guitar.

I couldn't tell you when she finally became a regular in my routine, but when she did, she didn't leave. I didn't like hanging around many people. I didn't keep many friends for that reason. I mean, sure. Tigris and I sent letters back and forth, Roe sat around in silence as I sang, but that had been the extent of it.

Then, Roe came around for dinner one night with her brother. Thats when I felt a change. This wasn't two people being alone together in the miserable routine we called life. This was a friendship. It started with one dinner, then two, and now she and Ezra were eating every night at my home. For once, I didn't feel so alone.

"Roe, a little help here?" I called from the kitchen, trying to grab the plates she just so happened to put on the top shelf last night.

Roe came into the room, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed over her chest, a smirk on her face. "Whats the matter Flanagan? Having some trouble?"

I rolled my eyes "Rowena, I swear to god, if you want dinner then you should help me get these plates down."

She rolled her eyes, walking up behind me, leaning forward, pressed up against my back as she leaned up, grabbing three plates. She was warm, a feeling I hadn't really felt since before the games. But, the feeling went away just as soon as it came. She backed up, setting the plates on the counter beside the stovetop. "Anything else, shortstack?"

I groaned, shoving her away "Leave me alone-" In response to my obvious agony, she snuck up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and lifting me up "C'mon, drop the 'tude Flanagan. it doesn't look good on you, which isn't good considering everything looks amazing on you"

I felt my face flush, though I couldn't begin to understand why. I felt weird about this. It was like my body was on fire, her touch ice cold. She finally let me down, tugging slightly on my braid "Earth to Magdeline, you in there?"

"Yeah, yeah- sorry, just tired I guess" I responded with a laugh, walking over to the pot to dish out the food. It was almost bubbling over "shit- its burnt..." The rice had gone a bit mushy, the red soup of the jambalaya now turning to a dark red brown. "Gross-" I mumbled under my breath "We won't be able to eat this-"

Roe stuck a spoon into the pot, sipping the soup quietly. She tried not to show it, but I could tell it wasn't good. "mmm- yum" she choked out. I burst into a fit of laughter, the sight of her "oh my god, just spit it out and say it's bad!"

she shook her head "nope, its great.."

"Ezra! Come in here and try this please!" I called from the doorway. He came in, an eyebrow raised "What's going on?" he asked. "I need you to try this, because Roe says its good, but it's burnt as shit and I think she's trying not to hurt my feelings." Ezra just nodded, grabbing his own spoon and trying it. He immediately made a face of disgust "Oh my god... Roe why would you put that in your body-" he ran to the sink, rinsing it out of his mouth. "No offense Mags, you know how much I love your cooking. I just, I don't think that was EVER good."

It started a whole new round of laughter between the three of us. I couldn't remember a time where I'd felt this nice. Sure, the food sucked. Sure, my family was all gone. But I was finally making a new one. I was letting people in, and I was going to be okay. I had to be.

[peppermintbuttlemon]

They’re exposing you omg

https://www.tumblr.com/joe-moi/745859503308898304/httpswwwtumblrcomjoe-moi745857833130770433y

Bro 💀 bffr

There’s no big conspiracy here. I’ve been very vocal here AND on Twitter about how I fell for Joe (the sad and crying). And I got into reading up on him for awhile just like yall. I mean not to the extent of some of yall, but enough. How would I know some of this info without looking for it or asking for it? Then at some point I tasted the hater life and I was like mmm yum yum yum me gusta. And here we are.

As for burner and all that shit, when I first made an acct here I had one handle but since I left Twitter I figured a handle related to my Twitter name would be better and thus Peppermintbuttlemon was born.

I DM’d a pic of Joe to JoeMoi cuz they were asking for it on their blog. That’s the only message I’ve ever sent them. If they have more I’m assuming it’s from the only other blog I’ve messaged on Tumblr and they are exchanging messages 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also I have never called myself a “snark blog” wtf? That’s all y’all’s doing. Settle down.

Anyway here you go 🤗🤗🤗

[astrovian]

Richard Armitage's fiftieth birthday message (19/08/21)

Transcript under cut

Awwww. Hi! Yup, it’s the big one. That’s the little one. I was gonna write something down, but I thought I’d just come say it in person. Yep, uh… it’s my fiftieth birthday. Many of you know that I don’t enjoy celebrating my birthday. I’m always a bit embarrassed when people turn the lights out, wheel in a cake with candles, and start singing happy birthday. But y’know, I was uh, hunting for a document the other day and I stumbled across my birth certificate, which I don’t remember ever seeing before. It’s the original document, beautifully handwritten with uh, fountain pen, and uh… y’know, you see your name and the date and your place of your birth, which is Round Hills Maternity Hospital for me – I don’t even think it exists anymore. But what really struck me was seeing my mom and my dad’s names on the certificate, and I realised that your birthday isn’t really about you. It’s about saying thank you to those people who brought you into the world. I always thought that my mom would be here to celebrate my fiftieth birthday, but she isn’t. But my dad’s here, and my brother and his family are here, and you’re here. So, I’m gonna celebrate with you. Thank you for all of the support over the years, and all the kind words, and the creative gifts that you’ve made, and to the charity donations, and to the auction in particular, for LOROS. And uh, I’ll be giving my contribution to LOROS because they’re an amazing charity, and they really took care of my mom, uh, we really needed them. And so yeah, I’m looking forward to fifty. I’ve got a lot of new ventures and some new ideas. And I think the thing that really keeps you young is curiosity. And I’ve still got plenty of that. Um… but oh! Here we go! This is the bit where I go red in the face. But somebody sent me these, so thank you, whoever that was. Uh, a little blast from the past. But um, yeah. Here’s to the next… who knows. Fifty years. Maybe. Happy birthday, me. Thank you. Mmm. Right. Time to cut the cake. Oh, yes. Yum!

[meili-sheep]

Zhongli, Childe, and Diluc and the Chocolate, Vanilla, and Strawberry dynamic and you can't change my fucking mind

Hello and welcome to my Ted Talk

Let me start by saying this came to my mind at like 11 o'clock last night which sent me into a mad rage and I might have written an ot3 smut thing and didn't go to sleep until at least 2. But I can neither confirm nor deny this. But if I have to suffer through this so now you do too. Is this just a long Shit post? Fucking maybe idk any more.

Zhongli

Daddy Zhongli is 100% dark chocolate. A thing for people who have been called an old soul at least once in their life (Diluc) or has or could have responded to a compliment with "Thanks it's the trauma." (Childe) A mature dignified treat that pairs well with a lot of stuff. Well, not the healthiest component of this gay ass neapolitan is arguably healthier because ya know antioxidants or ya know. Zhongli, he's got most of his shit together. He's just lonely. Definitely good at helping other calm down. Strong, reliable. Good boy, best boy. Would be himbo if mihoyo gave us the beef. Give me the goddamn beef bois. Will take care of you, but can defiantly spice up the bedroom.

Childe

Childe is both the most like vanilla person well also being the least vanilla person. He is like that really good vanilla that is a solid 8/10 but then you start pulling shit on it like caramel sauce (family dynamics) or sprinkles (trauma) then it's just a yum 10/10. Very flexible with what he can do and is willing to do. But also he is kinda that white boy jock you kinda make fun of cause your part of the goth cliche (Diluc) or the nerdy cliche (Zhongli) until you realize "Oh fuck he's actually really sweet and smooth" and that's how you start your early 2000s Disney Channel original movie, where you learn not to judge a book by its cover through the power of love. Again just a lot you can do with him. Very dynamic, very fun.

Diluc

I'll be honest I thought of this originally cause of Diluc hair. But the more I thought about it the more really strawberry he feels to me. Like yeah I get normally strawberry people are very cutesy, but strawberries aren't that sweet by themselves. They are kinda tangy with their acidic taste. But can be very sweet. And that's Diluc. Got a bite to him but it's easy to see how sweet he really is under all that and given a little more time he only gets sweeter. And without a doubt a lot of flavors, he packs a real punch. Probably helps I feel he gets pretty easily embraced once he warms up so he gets a face like a strawberry.

Now for the mixes

Strawberries and Chocolate. (Zhongluc) MMM! Classic! Love it! A staple of romance! Is it healthy? Yes of course it is! It's got fruit in it silly! Could u make it better with angst? 100% but baseline great

Strawberry and Vanilla (Chiluc) I will avoid saying a certain phrase that's ruined my life on that fucking clock app. But we know what it is. And it's good. Not everyone's taste but it's delicious. Sweet, tangy you can mix almost anything into it too spicy it up. And ya know it's kinda a comfort. Something you can relax with well at the same time being something you can spicy up and make really indulgent.

Chocolate Vanilla Swirl (Zhongchi) Well not my personal favorite. It's good and you can't go wrong. It's very basic to me personally. A sign of indecisiveness. And as in this case, it feels like "They have canon interactions so it must be!" But again it's very solid and you defiantly can't go wrong, but u can defiantly add something to it. Like a waffle cone over a sugar or maybe some sprinkles

Neapolitan (Zhongchiluc) The reason we are all here. And ya know it's such a good trio mix. Just an absolute classic. And it's good in a variety of ways. From the form, it's into how where you put the flavors together. I prefer cake where the strawberry filling is sandwiched between the chocolate and vanilla, cause it adds fresh fruitiness in-between. Or ya know I like the idea of Childe being a little ya know frustrated with Zhongli because they tricked him. And then they have a sort of friendly rivalry. But then this handsome mother fucker some in from Mondstadt to help out Liyue. And they both start going after Diluc seeing who can win him over before long they just fall in love and become willing to share to make Diluc happy. And Diluc is just lost that 2 drop-dead gorgeous men are competing for his attention. And he's having trouble computing it all. Doesn't help that One is a fucking Fatui and the other a literal god. And Well the reason I feel Diluc is more of theglue of the relationship is cause He's the balance between the two. He's calm like Zhongli a rational thinker, but much more aware of how to deal in mora. He's also can be hungry for a fight and has a lot of energy like Childe. He can also understand both of them. He knows what it's like to feel alone, and feel lose like Zhongli. But he also knows what it's like to feel want to protect your family, and like your pretending to be something you not like Childe. He's that fresh flavor that the others both need to really stand out.

TLDR I don't give a single shit about canon interactions and I feel their personalities have good mixes.

[lycanlupins]

Yummy Yum - Peter Maximoff x Reader

warnings: light food play, edging, sensation play, and of course smut

@carry-on-wayward-birbs 😘 

Peter always had a knack for getting into...sticky situations. You didn't think he'd literally be in one now but here the both of you are, his popsicle slowly drip, drip, dripping onto your skin and down onto your thighs. In one swift and quick movement he lapped it up and groaned.

"Mmm, you know, this might be my new favorite way to eat popsicles." He chuckled, making his way up to give your wet cunt a kiss. He dripped more of the popsicle onto you, the cold feeling causing you to jump slightly. He pinned your hips down, shaking his head and finishing the treat in one bite.

"Tsk tsk, you can't stay still for one second can you? And I though I had trouble sitting still." He shook his head and gave your thigh a nibble.

"How about we cool things down a bit?" He pulled an ice cube from the cup on the nightstand, rubbing it around your nipple. You hissed at the initial feeling, relaxing once you had gotten used to the sensation. He blew on the spot the ice cube had been, your nipple hardening even more before he took it into his mouth.

"Oh!" You squealed in surprise, your hands tanging into his long, silver hair. You tugged on it gently and he moaned in response, swirling his tongue around the already sensitive bud. He pulled away after a few more moments, an idea popping up in his head.

"Oh my favorite little human...how would you like if I showed you what I can really do." He stood over you with a devious smirk. You mulled it over for a second before nodding, almost afraid for what you agreed to. He dipped his head back down between your thighs and slid his tongue inside you. But what he did next wasn't his normal routine, no, he decided to vibrate his tongue.

That sent shockwaves throughout your body, your legs already shaking from the pleasure. You could barely think with what was happening inside of you but you managed to at least make noises of pleasure and reassurance. He looked up every so often, making sure you were enjoying yourself.

"Feels...good..." You said before he pulled away, leaving you with an empty feelings.

"No! Please!" You whined immediately, pulling him back.

"Please what?" He purred, slipping two fingers inside of you.

"P-Please sir." He started vibrating his fingers lightly, not quite giving you what you wanted. You could feel yourself on the edge of an orgasm but not quite there yet.

"Sorry, I didn't quite hear that. Say again?"

"I-I said...please sir." You managed to say it a little louder, his vibrations speeding up a tad bit, but again, just not quite there.

"Peter god damn it if you don't let me cum I will tease you for days after this." You growled, giving him an angry look. He gave in, the stern tone in your voice getting to him. You felt the tightness in your core finally release, your back arching off the bed as you came down from your orgasm.

You fell limp, breathing heavily. You turn your head, Peter already laying next you you with a smile.

"I would assume it’s my turn isn't it?" He laughed.

"Oh you're in so much trouble you little shit. You're getting what you deserve." You whispered in his ear before climbing on top of him. One last look into his eyes revealed his mood shifting, now more submissive than ever. You knew then you'd be able to serve him his just desserts for all the teasing he did.

[ellaenchanting]

Hypnovember Day 26: Enemy

Warnings/Signalling; Denial. Discreet public play.

She heard her phone “ping” in the middle of the restaurant. She looked to see who had sent her a message.

Ah, she thought teasingly at herself. My enemy. 

She smiled as she looked at it.

Hey love, it read. What’re you up to?

At dinner. she texted back. Italian- yum! :) She took a picture of her mostly-finished lasagna and sent it to him. It was much prettier before. :P

It looks good. He replied. Are you alone?

She felt a nice tingle run through her. Yes, she typed. Just me and my book. 

She could imagine him smiling. A book, huh? I’m surprised you can concentrate on it after 4 days of denial. How’s your arousal level right now, by the way?

She checked in with herself. Her arousal was a constant, simmering thing- slowly teasing her in the background during the day. She almost didn’t notice it consciously anymore. He was right, though-  she could concentrate if she needed to but focusing on the book tonight had been a lost cause. She was too turned on.

6, she wrote back. She waited to hear the phone ping.

Just 6? How about 7?

Fuck.

8.

FUCK. Wow.

Tease, she texted. 

Good girl. <3 the message back read. You’re so aware and sensitive, aren’t you? Tell me everything that’s turning you on right now.  

She thought. Mmmm- I can feel the chair against the back of my legs, right where they’re sensitive. When I move, it rubs them just a little. It feels good.  The hostess is really cute- she has a really nice ass- and she touched me on the shoulder when she sat me down. I imagined her reaching down further to play with my breasts. I wish someone would play with my breasts, that be amazing  Mpph. I got turned on when I smelled the lasagna and God when I tasted it it was so delicious and so sensual. I wished I could touch myself eating it. I imagined you standing over me and  feeding it to me with a fork while I rubbed my pussy. It felt so good to have my mouth on something warm- to feel how sensitized my tongue and lips are right now. When she was denied for long periods of time, everything became sexual. 

VERY good girl. He typed back. I love how surreal you get like this- like everything makes you horny. Anything else, love?

She discretely rubbed her hand slowly against her neck. It felt good to caress herself, even in this limited way. It was like all of her nerve endings were lit up and aching. She brushed her hand gently against her collarbone. In public, she reminded herself, stopping the motion.

I had a glass of wine with dinner. It’s making me feel relaxed and a little spinny. That feels sexy too. 

Is it because it feels like trance? he asked. 

Yes, she typed back. Mmmm imagining your voice in my ear, the way it sounds when you hypnotize me. I love your voice like that.

I bet I could drop you right there in the restaurant, he typed. (Red, yellow green?)

She may have moaned quietly, excited by the prospect. (Green) she typed back. 

She waited a moment. Then his text came back- a longer one this time. See, I know you can keep your eyes open and you can look fairly normal to others even while you notice yourself getting more and more spinny, feeling more and more drawn to my words  Even as you give into that fuzzy feeling. Can you remember how it feels when my fingers draw little spirals on your forehead?

Mmm yes sir, she responded. She felt the light touch.

It feels good to drop into trance for me, doesn’t it?

mmm yess

Good. And if you needed to refocus on your surroundings you always could, but right now it feels good to just drop and relax and focus here. Can you feel my fingers on your head?

yessir

And if I were there, you would hear my voice in your ears too, wouldn't you? Remember how you can feel it vibrate all through you when I talk? You love my voice, don’t you?

mmm love your voice.

VERY good. And with my fingers tracing on your forehead and my voice in your ear, I wonder what else you could feel? Hmm? What if I were there under the table, my mouth hovering just over your pussy? Could you could feel the heat of my breath there, teasing you?

Oh! Ohyessir she typed. Please

Could you feel my mouth through your panties?

yespls

Good girl, he wrote. If you repeat after me, I’ll give you a reward. Type: “Desperate and horny and desperately horny”.

Desrprateandhornyanddespretlyhorny

*Lick*. 

%$%$

Again.

 *&T 3ke. Desprateandhornyanddesperatelyhorny.

*Lick*. Good girl. Can you feel how warm and wet my tongue is?

yesplssowet

Good. Wetter and wetter. How about “want to cum, need to obey?” Type it. 

wanttocum need to obey

Good. Again. Feel my finger teasing inside you as you do.

ooo!o want to cum, need to obey pls pls

Good girl. You’re getting so worked up, aren’t you?

yessir please need

I know you do,  pretty girl. You can get so worked up so discreetly can’t you? But you know you can’t cum yet, right? 

ys

Why?

Need permission

Good girl. You need permission to cum. Even when you’re so turned on, my mouth eating you out while my fingers arch just perfectly inside you. You can’t cum, can you?

want to cum, need to obey.

Good girl, he typed. Not until you have permission.

yessir

Right to that edge now...

Unf! pleasplespleas!

 And....up! Back to yourself!

She blinked and came back to the room. 

She shook her head to clear it. Oh FUCK. Oh HELL, what he did to her. How could she express...?

mean :( she typed back. 

I know, love. <3 he replied. How are you doing?

Desperate, horny, and desperately horny. ;) 

Good girl. ;) Arousal level?

9.9999999. Also I’m pretty sure I’ve soaked through my panties.

She could imagine him laughing. Mmmm...hot. (Are you ok to drive home? Do you need any help coming down?)

She took some deep breaths. (No, I think I’m OK- thank you.) That was INCREDIBLY hot.

I think so too. <3 he typed. You’re so pliable like this- it turns me on so much. How are you feeling? Do you think you can handle another day or two?

She thought for a moment.  Yeah, I think so. I may need to settle down for a bit though. That was intense.

He typed. *nods* Yeah, for me too. I probably need to go anyway and finish dinner. How are you feeling? Do you need anything from me?

No. <3 she typed. I’m OK. Thank you for this, though. Love you. 

Love you too, he typed. Be safe.

She took another deep breath and looked around the restaurant. As she suspected, no one was paying attention to her. Good. 

She saw her waiter. “Can I get the check please?” she asked.

“Of course, “ said the waiter. “Are you feeling OK? If you don’t mind my saying, you look a bit flushed.”

“I’m fine,“ she said. “But yeah- I’ll probably stop by the ladies room on my way out. Can you show me where it is?”

 Once in the ladies’ room, she inspected her panties. As she suspected- soaked. She took them off and wadded them safely at the bottom of her purse. Then she went to the  mirror and splashed her face with cold water. She smiled at her reflection, checking her makeup. She looked presentable. Good.  

She  left the bathroom, ready for the rest of her night. 

[olderpulp]

I was tagged by @as-simpleaslight here <3 thank u!!!

Name: Iris Elias Mae

Zodiac: Aquarius sun, Scorpio moon, Taurus rising <3 (somebody help guide me thru my chart pls)

Height: abt 155cm

Time: 16:27

Favorite musician/band: don’t rlly have one but i find myself always going back to Nothing But Thieves. i have a similar vocal range as the lead singer which is FUN nyohohohohohohohoh

Favorite sports team: hm.... not into sports Unfortunately

Other blogs: shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh we don’t talk abt them

Do I get asks: when i ask for them! am always open to asks tho pls i love asks

How many blogs do I follow: no idea tooo lazy to check!!

Any tumblr crushes: my wife @sarisamelima <3<3<3<3<3

What am I reading rn: have been trying to read Ikigai by Hector Garcia and Francesc Miralles but the focus is just not there, am working on it tho

Dream vacation: mmm dunno... somewhere i can chill in a hammock with my wife

Dream car: know nothing abt cars but i do like to think of a cute blocky cuboid shaped car painted in mango ombre so like yellow orange and some of that pink u see on mangoes sometimes. i love mangoes

Favorite food: oo i have been making sunny side up egg, avocado, greek yogurt on toast a lot the past few weeks, v satisfying

Drink of choice: hot chocolate,,,,,,, oooh @iris-siberica sent me some teas a while ago <3 and i just tried brewing the chai one in soy milk and it was a yum!!! it was indeed a yum

Languages: English, some Mandarin, some Malay, tried to learn a lot of different ones but never got the hang of it, BUT i will get the hang of German!! not focusing on it a lot rn tho bc i’m thinking more abt my health and independence <3

Instruments: voice lol!! used to play some piano for fun but my sister uses the piano as a counter for her stuff so i don’t get to practice much LOL. also tried guitar and violin but those where Joint Pain Central

Celebrity crushes: i don’t think i get new crushes anymore... uhm... well i rlly like Dr Peter A. Levine, who’s an expert on nervous system health and trauma recovery SDGADFGADFhdfHADFHA it’s not a crush tho it’s like he’s a rlly nice and knowledgeable grandpa. another knowledgeable grandpa is Dr Gabor Maté who talks abt viewing addiction from a trauma-informed lens and also the interconnectedness of mind-body-environment and how the medical field classifies and treats illnesses is very surface level and stuff like that. would recommend looking up their names on a podcast app or youtube and checking out their interviews and talks and such. OH AND IRENE LYON her youtube vids on nervous system health are great i love her, her content is probably the most accessible out of the three. whew chile i got my hyperfixation out in the open here huh

Random fact about me: i want to unravel the secrets of the universe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111 damnit!!!!!!!!!!

i tag mutuals and friends and my wife and i would like to thank the academy oh shit oh god i am rlly sleepy pls feel free to say i tagged u if u wanna do it bc i do wanna see what y’all write but i am falling asleep and can’t remember usernames

[missguomeiyun]

Homecookings [March ed.]

How was everyone’s March 2020??!

Here’s mine: Started off the month with staycation, which I didn’t get a lot done (nowhere close to what I had planned) but at the same time, I got quite a lot done. I’m referring to a newly self-taught skill, which is ink painting. I busted out my ink block FINALLY. Those ones where you gotta swirl & melt it in a water reservoir. It’s super old-school & it’s how oriental ink painting is supposed to be done (the liquid ink bottles are modern-style). The ink block has been around for so long; & for the longest time, I didn’t want to start using it bcos I didn’t wanna ruin it lol I wanted to “save” it. But you know what? LET’S GET IT!!!! Every day, I worked on a painting, & I actually ended up with 10 in total. It wasn’t as hard as I thought; I tried different styles, & after 10, I think I have a good grasp of the technique!

^ Just sharing one :)

I rarely talk about current events on this blog bcos it’s a place for me to document my food adventures as well as travel-related (but mostly food-related) topics, with the rare appearance of Kpop/Kdrama talk. But things have been CRAZY in Alberta! With the COVID-19 ‘formally’ entering the province early March, & ppl hoarding things, to school closures & online classes.. . now semi-lockdown, where only essential service is open, etc.. . The province has, is, & will be going through a lot of changes, as a whole.

To say the ‘official entry’ hasn’t impacted me/my life at all is a lie, however, the impact has been very minimal. Since starting mid-March, there has been daily updates regarding the cases by our Chief Medical Officer of Health, Dr. Hinshaw. *My personal view only* Everyone’s situation is different, & I fortunately, am able to keep my lifestyle pretty much the same at this point. I’m a pretty big home-body to begin with, & as much as I love seeing my friends, I don’t see them that often anyway due to shift work *shrugs* so in terms of the practice of social distancing to my social life, in all honesty, not much impact. 

Well, what about my work?! Am I sent home to work???! No. Don’t wanna go into too much detail here, but I will share a little. As a medical laboratory technologist, PPE at work + hand-washing practice is “normal”, as in, there’s nothing to change about it. I may wash my hands more, but ppl that hang out with me know I sanitize/wash hands often anyway so. .. I’m still going to work as a regular full time, doing the things I do; we are an essential service & we gotta be open no matter what! The company has adopted some recommended guidelines put forth by Public Health, such as, “sick leaves” (+ follow up) have now expanded in definition, & staff gets mandatory temperature check at the entrance before we enter the facility. The biggest change at work has been the change in work volume - we are so used to busy, busy, busyyy & now it’s like “let me pick up the next phone call pls!”

Anyway, didn’t mean to start off with such a loooooong update ... Let’s start the real deal: homecookings this month!

Hmmm .. . what do you think I did with this?

^ KitKat-covered wafer rolls. I find milk chocolate reallllyyyy sweet so I melted some tiramisu KitKat with some brewed coffee (1. to de-sweeten, & 2. to make the mixture more runny). I crushed majority of the KitKat but I aimed to keep some wafers as large-ish pieces to fulfill texture-building. Then I poured the mixture on top, let cool, then cut into individual pieces.

^ I then up’ed my game, & nearly tripled the amount of coffee that I used the 1st time. The resulting melted KitKat + coffee mixture was very bitter - just the way I liked it. I didn’t use as much wafer rolls this time bcos I couldn’t; that’s all I had left in the house. But I had some chocolate mix left; thus I just scooped some over Oreo thins.

PS: Oreo thins wins!

PPS: For both experiments, I used half of the large KitKat bar! mmm.. coffee amount was pretty much YOLO-’d.

^ Kimchi + chicken mini tacos. Stir-fried up some chicken breast & cut up kimchi, & scooped on top of soft corn flour + wheat tortilla tacos. Added some mozza shreds & green onion after.

^ Another fusion soft taco, consisting of Costco fries & basa fish fillet that’s been cooked in pasta sauce. Decided to add some bacon ranch dressing as well. This was surprisingly a success! I’m not a huuuuge fan of fish, in general. I’ve never tried basa with tomato + herb pasta sauce. I was gonna eat the basa on its own like that, but then I thought, let’s fish taco-it! Got a nice crunch & softness of the basa in 1 bite :D

^ Beef + cabbage with flat rice vermicelli noodles. This is like my home-made bun bo hue but with a looooooot of cabbage bcos I love cabbage! I used the canned pho soup (diluted it with water), some fish sauce, & fire chicken sauce! Doesn’t look like much, but it was spicy!

^ baked salmon - used coarse sea salt, fresh ground black pepper, furikake, & white truffle olive oil. YUM!

^ another baked salmon. I know this probably sounds stupid, but I’m 100% transparent about it haha I have a foil sheet on my toaster oven tray, & I’m not a fan of changing it out every single time, so I’ve come to a consensus with myself that I’ll bake, but use some other dish as a vessel, instead of “baking” on a tray or pan. The last salmon, I used a white dish - it was SO hard to wash afterwards. So this time, I used one of these stainless steel dishes my mom has (& uses for steaming). It was less of a mess!

Anyway, what flavour is the salmon here? Salt, fresh ground pepper, garlic, & honey!

^ cheese tortellini with pan-seared chicken breast. I made the sauce using: milk, butter, salt, dried parsley, & 2 slices of Kraft mozza singles. Topped with more dried parsley & fresh ground black pepper. (Don’t worry! I had steamed broccoli on the side for my “greens” portion.)

^ Vegetarian bibimbap. The fried tofu was store-bought, but I cooked it in Korean soy sauce + sugar, so kind of like braised tofu. Mixed salad greens at the bottom, then rice, then the tofu; lastly, some sesame seeds + bibimbap paste.

^ Ramyeon with mixed greens + chicken breast. Gotta keep it healthy! haha you might find that this is weird - to put salad greens in soup. But let me tell you, use a small amount & try this the next time you buy these veggies. Like just try! If it fails & you don’t like it, you won’t waste too much of it. When you pour soup over it, the greens start to “cook” & decrease in size significantly. With these salad greens, this ‘sorta cooked but not cooked’ texture is another way I personally enjoy them.

A glass of milk.. . the base for dalgona “hot chocolate”. Do you think it worked or not?

I used 2 tbsp hot chocolate powder with 1.5 tbsp sugar & also 1.5 tbsp of warm water. I manually whisked for a loooooong time, but it didn’t really froth. It became more dense if anything. But anyhow, I ended up with a somewhat heavy product, but was able to *feel* there was some air in it. I went for it.. . scooped it on top of the milk.. . And.....

This happened! It did not build up on top, but settled nicely at the bottom lol. You try with hot chocolate powder & let me know if it worked for you or not! :P

^ Post-night shift brunch =] I try to eat somewhat cleaner when I’m on nights by doing less meat compared to my usual diet. I don’t know what it is. .. I just crave more vegetables + non-meats. So I made braised tofu (just soy sauce & sugar) & cabbage soup (seasoned with gochujang & salt, so it’s a little spicy). It looks really red but it’s actually very mild.

All in all, pls stay home if you can during this time. If the sacrifice isn’t done now, the result will be much more devastating later down the road.

Talk to you later~

[argentdandelion]

Fatal Anniversary

Fatal Anniversary

A celebration of Undertale’s anniversary goes horribly wrong.

Based (loosely) on a true story. ---

September 15 started as a normal day. Slender fingers tapped away at the keys of an old laptop as their owner browsed Tumblr. The user, called “ChromeTooth” on Tumblr, checked out various blogs. She briefly hovered over the name “Garbles” on a blog checker. That veteran of the Undertale fandom often published delightful things. But no: nothing today.

Perhaps I’ll get a like or two. Maybe even a reblog, ChromeTooth thought. She'd been on Tumblr for so many years, but, still, she wasn't popular. But it was only a matter of time until finally people saw the beauty of her posts, and then, then Tumblr would be worth all the time she spent there.

A post caught her eye. Happy birthday, Undertale! It said.

Today is Undertale’s 4th anniversary. I just wanted to thank this game for all I have learned in this fandom. Thanks to Undertale, I’ve learned all sorts of things, like animal byproducts and why Papyrus is probably a better boyfriend than Sans. Thank you, Undertale.

She titled it “Undertale: Thank You” and published it without much effort.

Within an hour, she noticed something strange. Her dashboard, normally so sparse, was stuffed with likes and reblogs. Oh, that’s strange. Perhaps someone really liked one of my posts again?

Danklepham liked “Undertale: Thank You”.

MalayTai liked “Undertale: Thank You”.

Googilex liked “Undertale: Thank You”.

Yeehman99 liked “Undertale: Thank You”.

It just kept going. ChromeTooth sat back in her chair, tilting her head. Perhaps they’ll pay attention to my other posts, she thought. Perhaps this little quirk will mean my worthy posts get the praise they so deserve.

Refresh.

The notes came pouring in. 15 likes, within an hour! It normally took two days to get so high before it petered off forever. And it was all for....“Undertale: Thank You”.

ChromeTooth raised an eyebrow. She noticed a few users, the bolder Tumblrites, had bothered to comment, and opened up the reblogs out of curiosity.

"Sans! More Sans plz" said one user.

"OMG soo good gimme dis stuf" said another.

What are they talking about? I barely mentioned him, ChromeTooth thought. And why would anyone respond to proper English with degenerate text-speak?...and why wouldn't they check out my other posts, too, if they wanted the good stuff?

Bafflement and tension built in the back of her brain. She clicked on the third reblog. "adsfg", they said, and in the reblog's tags: "MMM finally somethin GOOD from her".

"What." ChromeTooth's brow crinkled, and she frowned. "I make good stuff once a week, all the time. What is that user saying?"

She went to the chat window: her friends Cosmet and Vanillaspez were probably active now.

"I have a problem," she started in her messages to the two. "People just keep liking and reblogging this one post, the thank you-post I made a few hours ago. It's so brief and unremarkable that I'm baffled. Do you know what is causing this?"

A pause.

"Ummm..." Cosmet started.

"'cuz tastty. Tasty post. Yum. More."

What? ChromeTooth thought. Cosmet never talked like that..

A little blue pop-up by Vanillaspez's avatar. "Well, at least Vanillaspez can help..."

"More." was the only word in the message. In a few seconds, she saw another: “more”. No period. No capitalization.

Blue pop-up. "more more more".

ChromeTooth grimaced, her hands twitching away from the keyboard.

---

ChromeTooth laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling. Her laptop laid in a corner of the room. If she only booted it up, there she'd see that Tumblr dashboard exploding in popularity, just as she always wanted. But if she got up...it would probably just be the same post. "Undertale: Thank You" over and over. Those little red hearts and green reblog loops, by the avatars of people who have never heard of her before. Check it, maybe it's different, a little voice in her head said. Maybe you'll get what you've wanted for years. Someone like you. Someone who loves those 1,000-word posts, who smiles at enriching, long essays and articles.

ChromeTooth turned over. No. No. It's just the same thing, that same accursed post.

The blue-and-white of the website flickered.

The hibernating computer made a brief crackle⁠—and then fell silent.

---

But she had to check the next morning. She always checked Tumblr in the mornings: some people had irregular hours, or lived at opposite sides of the world. No matter the time, Tumblr's community was always churning, always flicking up some tiny treasure from the great earth of human experience.

Her dashboard had several blue alerts. No matter the update, it always glowed blue, enticing her with its ambiguity. But it was surely something worthwhile: after all, ChromeTooth had set up her dashboard to be as relevant as possible. Those little blue bubbles were a promise: "Come here, and you shall be happy."

Mothersdaughter22 liked "Undertale: Thank You".

MordleyPink liked "Undertale: Thank You".

Jadeanemon reblogged "Undertale: Thank You".

Warugua liked...

Those splinters of broken promises just. Kept. Going. It was more than she had ever faced, stretching the dashboard, uninterrupted by anything else. ChromeTooth held a hand to her head as she hunched over. As she furrowed her brow, a bitterness rose in her throat. She scrolled and scrolled, but it said nothing else. Nothing about that popular essay post from a while back, nothing about that post about ants and ducks and dogs she had spent 12 hours making....

Likes were what she wanted, wasn't it? Those little red symbols...they meant: "I enjoy what you have to say.” “I want to keep coming back."

But that little thank-you wasn't at all like what she typically posted. It was so...minimal. So short and low-effort. Why would it attract so much attention? Why would they do this? The computer’s soft hum grew to a cicada-like drone.

EEEEAAAGKH!

ChromeTooth flinched. "Just...just a coincidence, right? This laptop is really old..." She shrugged the oddity away and returned to the screen.

Her inbox blipped. "A message? Maybe someone has something to say..."

"Sans. Please write morre."

She wasn't going to justify that with a response.

The chat window, too, was quite busy. How had she not noticed it?

Cosmet: "sans. make more. like it."

Vanillaspez: "hey can you make more sans it's the best".

And someone she had never heard of before, some “Jamesneu”, sent a message too: "Undertale: Thank You. Undertale: Thank You." "More more more."

Another message:

"sans MORE!"

Is...is there a way to screen out these people? Chrometooth wondered. I’ve never been so popular as to need that...

Finally there was something worth noting. Her auto-checker told her Garbles had updated!

Garbles's stuff always makes me happy, Chrometooth thought. I could sure use some cheering up. If...only I was...no, no, you'll get there someday.

It was a reblog, from someone who had such high reblog standards. It was:

"Undertale: Thank You."

In the comments: "I just had to spread this :)".

Her computer creaked. Its screen splintered. ChromeTooth straightened in her seat.

A few little pink droplets crept from the cracks in her screen, with a too-sweet, sickly smell.

That's...that's not normal.

A crack.

And her room was flooded with a sludge of fetid pink hearts.

Everyone liked her now.

[serenity-writes]

The Best Wake-Up Call - Ray/MC/Sirius (NSFW)

When MC wakes up feeling rather mischievous... Everyone benefits. Join one of my favorite threesomes for some morning fun.

Thank you to the sweetest @kashimalin for this commission! You are always the best! ♡♡

Please be warned, this is a bisexual threesome (includes suitor/suitor). Read at your own risk.

*This is a repost, as the original was flagged by Tumblr but given no chance to appeal??

On this hazy weekend morning, she awoke feeling damn satisfied. Flitting rays of languid sunlight fell absently across a delicate face, nothing compared to the heat of the bodies that cradled her. Two sets of arms draped protectively over their little lady, both claiming yet acquiescing to the other upon the crinkled bedsheets, a light shade of lavender. A slight musk clung to the air: evidence of the night before. She blinked sleep from half-lidded eyes as clarity ambled back and a handsome face came into view. Mmm…

Sirius remained captured by slumber, breath coming in steady waves as she studied his gorgeous eyelashes and the tousled crop of dark hair that brushed across his forehead. His smooth lips were slightly parted, beckoning her closer. She would have gladly given in to that desire if taut arms weren’t tugging her away, nestling her within the curve of the body behind. Ray pressed his nose into the nape of her neck, planting a sweet kiss before he replaced his lips with a nuzzle.

“You’re awake?” She whispered, grinning as he bundled her closer, meeting her back with a firm chest.

“Yeah.” His soft voice was melting honey with a hint of husk, a remnant from the growls of last night. “Good morning.”

“Sirius isn’t up yet.” She cast a glance back to the queen, the taste of him lingering on her tongue. Combining the view with the feeling of Ray’s eager hands on her bare stomach, fingers that could so easily coax her into whimpers... She blew a low, heated breath to assuage reddened cheeks.

“No?” Ray lifted his head, smirking as he noticed the slight tent Sirius had created in the blanket. “Part of him is.”

She slid her eyes down, instinctively licking her lips when she realized what Ray meant. Yum. Her hand lifted the blanket away to expose, drinking in Sirius’ broad chest, firm muscles, and of course, his thick, full cock. Ray would never admit it except in his mind, but the man was blessed. Silently, they watched as he rolled onto his back, the head of his erection resting against his taut stomach amidst the sea of sheets.

“Ah!” She let slip a half-stifled yelp when Ray’s fingers teased apart her folds, dipping into her heat with an eager digit. He found her dripping. Perfect. He explored, keeping infuriatingly shallow until she bucked against him, subtly begging for more while swollen whispers met the warm air.

“Just the sight of him is enough, huh?” He slid an extracted finger into his mouth, tasting the ever-sweet arousal of his lady.

Jealous? But she held the word on her tongue in favor of another. “Ray… You know what would be even better? What would turn me on even more?” The king raised a curious eyebrow. “If I could watch you… suck his cock.” The phrase felt too dirty for this pure morning, but the way her tongue tangled with the syllables only enticed Ray further—especially when she met his eyes with a sultry smile.

“I can never turn you down, can I?”

His muscles tensed as he shifted, fully nude, moving until he finally settled between Sirius’ half-parted legs. Sirius had once confided in them how he wished to be woken up in this way… He just never specified by whom.

Grasping the base, Ray lowered his mouth onto the prominent head for his first taste of Sirius’ cock. His tongue traced a lazy circle around the ridge, leaving trails of saliva. The unfamiliar flavor wasn’t half bad, but Ray’s attention was captured by the firmness that pushed against him, the slight twitches that seemed to be asking for more. “Mhn…” Sirius’ quiet, rumbling groan had Ray’s own length tensing, stiffening. Another inch disappeared into slick warmth as Ray struggled with the sheer size, unwilling to back down. There was something addicting about this, about the way Sirius moaned when Ray cupped his balls with a careful hand, his breath hitching even as he dreamed (of something naughty, no doubt).

She held her breath, barely believing that she stood witness to this magnificent scene.

“Oh…!” When Sirius hit the back of Ray’s throat, he was thrust into consciousness by utter pleasure. His hands crushed bedsheets into fists as violet eyes fluttered open, the ceiling coming into view. He whispered her name in rapture, an assumption sorely mistaken. “I… Wow…”

“Keep your eyes closed, Sirius,” she positioned herself, the sound travelling as if she were the one swallowing his thickness. “Just let me please you.” Ray’s expression spoke of confusion, but she raised a finely manicured finger to her mouth to shush.

Sirius would have done anything to keep the sensation going, obeyed any request she had of him. The haze of sleep kept him from questioning why it felt slightly different, why her voice remained unmuffled. All he could focus on was the sliding of the warm tongue, massaging so insistently against where head met shaft. She’d never been so bold with his balls before, but god, he loved the way she straddled the line, finding the perfect pressure to have him gasping.

“Does it feel good, Sirius?” Sin wept from her careful words as she watched his chest rise only to fall with welcome exhaustion that only sex could bring.

“Fuck.” Sirius’ hips were beginning to do just that, shifting upwards as he sought more of that heat on him, wanting to be engulfed by it whole. Ray took him in stride, matching his thrusts with unparalleled vigor, even retaining full use of his tongue on Sirius’ shaft. The queen was imprinting the taste of himself onto his king with each desperate stroke. Rationale melted, replaced by an overwhelming need for a visual. The sight was always a treat; he could never get enough of her sweet lips wrapped around him, cheeks flush with effort. And she would always be soaked by the end of it. Just imagining it was enough to shove him towards climax. Surely, she wouldn’t mind if he had a peek…?

A fresh pleasure and moan strangled his surprise when Sirius saw just who it was that was bobbed on his dick, whose throat he was buried in. His eyes narrowed. She was kneeling beside him, rose peaks swollen with need, eyes wholly focused on Ray’s mouth. Sirius wanted to lick, to flick his tongue along the curves of her chest until she was a symphony of mews, but first… Did they really think they could trick him? Though the thought to throatfuck his king had never quite made a lasting impression in his mind before, he didn’t mind this in the slightest. What he did mind however, was the prank. Sirius let a grin grace his strong features. No worries. He would repay them in kind.

He slid his eyes shut, surrendering to the intensified bliss darkness brought. He couldn’t risk being discovered, not even for an eyeful of the coquettish Ray, so obediently devouring him.  Now, Sirius began to thrust in earnest. It was practically impossible for him to bottom out, but Ray was damn sure Sirius was trying his best. Sirius imagined that pretty mouth was going to be sore as he took ecstasy, resisting the urge to grab a handful of Ray’s hair to force him down lower.

Ray could barely breathe as he grasped the base, trying to get Sirius to slow but the man was too damn strong. He was forced to relinquish all control to his queen. Was Sirius usually this rough with her? Ray was given no time to mull, the cock demanding his whole attention. He neglected his own, pre-cum dribbling from the tip.

“I love your taste, Sirius…” Judging by the look on Ray’s face, she wasn’t completely off-base. Even though Sirius knew the truth, her words still spurred him on.

“Haaah…” She recognized these particular noises that Sirius couldn’t hold back, the ones charged with a delicious madness as he sped towards the peak, wanting nothing more than to fill Ray’s mouth with his cream. “Ahhh…” There was no aphrodisiac better as she tensed, failing to staunch her own rising desire to be fucked.

“Unnh!” The final moan was accompanied by the harshest thrust yet, the first spurts of cum sent right down Ray’s throat as he swallowed automatically. He couldn’t handle it all. It dripped in rivulets down the shaft as he choked, drawing back just enough for air to return. Her nails scored moons in tense palms as her hands bore down on her knees; she wasn’t certain she’d ever been so aroused.

“Had enough yet, Ray?” Sirius’ amused voice shocked them both as they whipped their gazes up, taking in the smirk on his handsome face.

Ray wiped the corner of his lips for excess cum, returning the grin with one of his own. “Maybe.” The strategist was clever. Too clever for something like this to fuddle him.

She wasn’t able to keep her cool as well as Ray. “You knew?!” Sirius wanted to kiss that adorable surprise right off her lips. “When did you find out?”

“That... is a secret.” He straightened, pushing himself up into an upright position as something fierce flamed in his gaze. “Now, did you really believe you could trick me, my little, naughty lady?” Calloused hands on her waist hoisted her up and tossed her onto the bed. She landed on softness as Sirius towered over her. She bravely held his stare with eyes that spoke of pure excitement.

“Ray. I think her cunt needs attending to,” Sirius murmured the command, not even bothering to spare Ray a glance as he traced her awaiting lip with a thumb. He forced the lips to part as he slipped the finger inside, meeting her warmth as she circled the digit with the tip of her tongue. “Did you enjoy the show?” A slight nod. Her honesty was rewarded with a second finger. Despite having just climaxed, he could never resist the feeling of her suction, the way she lapped at him as if he was the only thing that could satisfy her in this world. His cock twitched, blood pumping south. That was her favorite look on him: the flushed cheeks and lip bite of a man about to surrender to his desire.

Ray was getting proof of exactly how much she enjoyed watching them when he lowered his mouth to her and gave her that first, tantalizing lick. Goosebumps pricked on her skin from the shiver that sped through her at the feeling of finally having her desires fulfilled. And by a tongue that had just been wrapped around Sirius’ cock…

Taking his sweet time, Ray nibbled on her flesh, knowing the pleasure would overpower any modicum of pain she could possibly experience. A tongue slipped between her folds, drinking in her arousal as he flicked against contracting walls, already imagining what it’d be like to be inside her. The two men couldn’t help their smiles at her feverish moans, especially when one began to suckle her clit, and the other trailed his wet fingers over skin to massage a hardened nipple.

She had to shut her eyes. The bombardment of sensation was enough to overwhelm her with the pleasure that rippled through her veins, spreading from where they made contact with her bare skin. She wasn’t even sure where to put her hands, finally settling for gripping Sirius’ arm with a tense hold. Ray’s fingers danced across her body like a cat given full reign of a playground. Being shared between two men was an exquisite experience, one that had no parallel for her as she let them indulge, exploring her as if they wanted to devour her entirely. And if that felt anything like this… She was tempted to let them.

God, Ray wanted to fuck her. A want so powerful it was straddling the border to need. His hips bucked involuntarily, begging to be let loose but he kept himself in with great restraint. The hand wrapped around her thigh squeezed tight, keeping her spread for him. He was so focused on the way she was shifting her hips up for more that he didn’t even notice when Sirius moved behind him, only when a broad hand shifted around him to grab his firm cock.

“Whoa!” Ray jolted, but welcomed the pleasure that Sirius sent rushing through him in seconds, squeezing and smearing the pre-cum all around the curved head. Firm fingers on his frenulum coaxed moans from Ray’s lips, spilling from the mouth that continued to partake in her sweetness.

“Want me to stop?” Sirius asked, though he already knew the answer judging by the way Ray tensed and reacted. Still, he slowed to an agonizing pace—guiding, not pushing, Ray towards the cliff.

“R-Ray…” Longing laced itself in the soft way she panted his name. “Please.” His tongue brought magic, but she needed to feel him sliding into her, every inch of his cock dripping with her. “I want to come with you inside me…”

The lock of restraint shattered into a million pieces. Ray gave her clit one last fond kiss before surging up, his cock more than ready to please. Sirius let him go for now, though he didn’t intend in the slightest to let Ray off so easily.

Well-versed in this position, Ray wasted no time in sliding the first inch of himself into a heat that always eviscerated all thoughts from his mind, leaving only ones of her. Both of their gasps were lost into the air, mingling with the smell of sex as perspiration peppered their skin. Her hands sought his body, beckoning him deeper as she brought up her hips to meet him. “Ahh, Ray…” He thought she was radiant, with her light-brown hair spread out on the pillow like a golden storm as she purred for him, intoxicated by the stretch, the fullness of his cock.

They fell into familiar routine, with his fingers at her clit melting her as she bucked beneath him, quivering with the pleasure of him. He recognized the incredible squeezing of her cunt as he increased his rhythm, speeding to the tempo that always had her climaxing in minutes. She responded as he knew she would, coming with a delicious cry that he stole from her lips with a kiss. Nails scratched his back as she just let herself feel.

Ray was too distracted to recognize the opening of a tube, the squeezing of lubricant onto Sirius’ fingers. It wasn’t until those fingers circled his ass that he realized what Sirius intended. Ray was too far gone to really protest. Sirius was a man damn talented with his hands, confident in his skills. It wasn’t something they did often, but it was a first in this position.

“You better do it right,” Ray gasped, throwing his head back when Sirius pushed in a joint, up to his first knuckle. Sirius indulged in the curve of Ray’s powerful spine, a desperate look only he and the little lady were privy to.

The low rumble of Sirius’ chuckle was music. “You seem to be enjoying it right now.” The way Ray’s ass clenched around him was leagues more honest than the man. A tease to the end, Sirius began to draw elongated brushes against his partner’s twitching walls. His other hand palmed a soft cheek, fingers digging into the firm behind while he considered whether or not to spank. “What do you think?”

“He is!” She exposed him without hesitation. Ray’s breathing was unmistakably ragged, his thrusts gaining a new depth of recklessness as he hilted himself for that first glorious moment when every inch of him was engulfed by her. Still, he shot her a pout that seemed to say traitor. Her giggles were forced into heady moans when he added an extra roll into his strokes. A fitting punishment for her transgression.

A second finger joined the first in Ray’s ass, stretching and preparing him for something much thicker soon to come. Amused, Sirius watched Ray subtly lift his hips up, his body craving more even if his mouth remained stubborn. But even two fingers weren’t enough to compare to Sirius’ cock, and Ray realized he was getting impatient despite himself. She knew he couldn’t focus properly on her and didn’t mind; Ray had no clue how sexy he was in this moment: bangs falling, eyes shut, whimpering as if that could save him.

“Want something more, Ray?” Sirius extracted his fingers enough for Ray to feel the sudden emptiness.

But the stubborn Ray refused to give Sirius what he wanted to hear, though he wasn’t particularly convincing. “N... No.”

“No?” Sirius finally replaced his hand with the head of his cock, slick with lube and his own pre-cum. “You don’t want this?”

Ray thought he was going to lose his mind altogether at the feeling of the smooth glans just barely slipping past the barrier, to… “N-No—ah!” He’d clean forgotten how amazing it felt to be fucked from behind, and Sirius was here to remind him. Without realizing, he pushed deeper into her than he usually did from surprise, but she relished it. Ray was always restraining himself with her; just once, she wanted him to give in to his instincts.

Sirius sucked in a hot breath as he dove further, inch after inch with Ray wrapped perfectly around him. “Ah, damn,” He groaned, overloaded with the sensation as she clenched around his cock, and Sirius ensured Ray felt every bit of the dick sliding inside him.

Sirius was practically panting from the pleasure when he was utterly buried. He really didn’t want to withdraw, but the desire to repay Ray for the blowjob superseded all else. He pulled back as if he were about to thrust, but instead removed himself completely.

“What?” Ray continued to grind his hips into her, puzzled despite himself.

Sirius crossed his arms and smirked. “You said you didn’t want it. Or did you lie?” She held back the laughter this time as she watched Ray’s expression morph.

“… Damn it, Sirius.” Ray refused to turn back, to meet his gaze. “Just… Come on.”

“What? I don’t know what you want.” Sirius traced the tight nerves that tensed for him and only him. He met her gaze, her reverent gaze as she beamed up at him, the little minx. She liked the tease, liked watching the stoic Ray unravel. And Sirius was willing to indulge her in anything her sweet heart desired. She was playing along, cinching her muscles to give him an extra squeeze when he hit her core to frustrate him further.

“Sirius, please.” A swallow. “Please…” Ray finally met Sirius’ cool eyes, his own burning with animalistic lust. “Fuck me.”

Sirius didn’t need words. His cock did all the speaking for him when he drove it back into Ray, into the tightness that welcomed him. All three voices mingled in collective pleasure as Sirius fucked Ray deeper into her, pushing him beyond the limit the king could control. Tears sprung to her eyes, but she wanted more. Oh, what a feeling--Sweet, almost-painful pleasure wrenched moans from her, spurring both men on.

Drawing up Ray’s hips, Sirius stole bliss as he sent Ray shaking into the woman they both loved below, skin slapping against skin as his cock stimulated Ray’s sweet spot. “You’re so tight…!” Pushing his forehead against Ray’s back, he left nibbles that he smoothed over with hot licks and kisses. He’d never been quite so rough with Ray before, but the king responded with enthusiasm.

“More, Sirius…!” Her thighs were shaking, a happy mess as she begged, voice hoarse with morning and longing. Ray brushed against her clit with each stroke, each time he was plunged deeper into the cunt that was sure to have molded to his shape by now. The bed was rattling too, probably alarming the others in the rooms closest to them, but that mattered little now.

Ray echoed her sentiment with a growl, leaning down to suck on the softness of her neck as she held him close, rocking with him as Sirius manipulated them both with each powerful thrust. He’d never been stretched like this, but damn if Sirius didn’t know exactly what he was doing and how to make it feel like heaven. He would probably be sore for the rest of the week just judging by sheer size, but it was worth every ache.

Sirius swore his heart had never throbbed so intensely as it did now, watching them squirming beneath him as he fucked. He was thrusting a little deeper than usual, but Ray’s moans seemed to say the opposite. All too soon, Sirius wanted to come, to pump Ray with enough cream so that he would never forget who had given him such ecstasy. He wanted to see it drip from Ray’s ass as if he were a claimed man.

“Ah, Sirius, I’m close.” Ray could barely speak as his body jolted. Sweat dotted beneath his bangs as he tried to resist, needing as much of this sensation he could muster before the inevitable end.

“Me too.” There was a wildness to Sirius’ thrusts as he pistoned, never seeming to tire with his impressive stamina only possible through years of intense training. The image of them was one that would surely be seared into his mind for all time.

She beat them both to it, tumbling into her second climax of the morning with a half-shriek as she clung to Ray, wrapping her legs around him to keep him inside. He came on her heels, impaled on Sirius’ cock. Sirius joined them when Ray somehow got tighter still, forcing him off into the peak. And for a moment, everything was tense and euphoric, a perfection they so sought.

“Haah…”

The room was nothing but sighs and pants, ones of utter satisfaction as Sirius eventually left Ray’s warmth, collapsing onto the bed spread like a starfish. Ray rolled over onto the other side, echoing the positions they’d started the morning in, only one highly memorable threesome later. Cum dripped onto sheets that would have to be laundered at a later time.

“Sorry, I was a little rough there, Ray,” Sirius said with a sleepy grin.

“No, you’re not.” She poked Sirius in his sweaty chest, smiling along with him.

“I’ll get you back for it later.” Ray cuddled her, pushing them both forward into Sirius’ awaiting embrace as the queen’s strong arms came around them both. Ray pushed a kiss to the bicep before settling his head onto it. With a lazy hand, he drew circles around her bare hip, feeling the lull of sleep calling him home.

“Oh?” Sirius’ lips met her forehead, his eyes drooping too as he affectionately ruffled Ray’s black hair. “Challenge accepted.”

I love this threesome so damn much, and am glad to have had the opportunity to write for it!! Hopefully I will do more of them in the future.

Hopefully Tumblr lets it stay up this time ;;

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Richard Armitage's fiftieth birthday message (Updated version - 22/08/21)

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Awwww. Hi! Yup, it’s the big one. That’s the little one. I was gonna write something down, but I thought I’d just come say it in person. Yep, uh… it’s my fiftieth birthday. Many of you know that I don’t enjoy celebrating my birthday. I’m always a bit embarrassed when people turn the lights out, wheel in a cake with candles, and start singing happy birthday. But y’know, I was uh, hunting for a document the other day and I stumbled across my birth certificate, which I don’t remember ever seeing before. It’s the original document, beautifully handwritten with uh, fountain pen, and uh… y’know, you see your name and the date and your place of your birth, which is Round Hills Maternity Hospital for me – I don’t even think it exists anymore. But what really struck me was seeing my mom and my dad’s names on the certificate, and I realised that your birthday isn’t really about you. It’s about saying thank you to those people who brought you into the world. I always thought that my mom would be here to celebrate my fiftieth birthday, but she isn’t. But my dad’s here, and my brother and his family are here, and you’re here. So, I’m gonna celebrate with you. Thank you for all of the support over the years, and all the kind words, and the creative gifts that you’ve made, and to the charity donations, and to the auction in particular, for LOROS. And uh, I’ll be giving my contribution to LOROS because they’re an amazing charity, and they really took care of my mom, uh, we really needed them. And so yeah, I’m looking forward to fifty. I’ve got a lot of new ventures and some new ideas. And I think the thing that really keeps you young is curiosity. And I’ve still got plenty of that. Um… but oh! Here we go! This is the bit where I go red in the face. But somebody sent me these, so thank you, whoever that was. Uh, a little blast from the past. But um, yeah. Here’s to the next… who knows. Fifty years. Maybe. Happy birthday, me. Thank you. Mmm. Right. Time to cut the cake. Oh, yes. Yum!