#the snake will always bite back; starter

[lilacsbeeswax]

hi!

i saw you needed requests for the marauders, so I'm suggesting "mornings with the marauders" like how is waking up with them like, do they have a special routine and all...

i hope it's something you would enjoy writing about!

Mornings with the Marauders (James, Sirius, + Remus) :D

I know this took a bit but I hope you enjoy! P.S. James really drew the short straw with this one bc I got really into Sirius and Remus’ lol

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James

Likes to sleep in

When you try to get up before him he will pull you back into bed and lie on top of you so you cannot escape

Very clingy

Must have kisses or he will be very grumpy during the day

Only time he isn’t groggy in the morning is early quidditch practices

Any other day he only gets up 30 minutes before he has to be somewhere

Either way his golden retriever energy is still in full swing

Has no schedule AT ALL

Like he runs around trying to not be late while also getting everything that he needs

Always forgets something

“James!” “Yes darling?” “Did you forget something?” You wave his tie around in your hand. “Oh! Thank you!” “And…” “Oh yeah.” He cups you face in his hands and gives you a chaste kiss. “Have a good day my love.” “You too, baby.”

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Sirius

NOT a morning person, like at all

First thing he says in the morning is a groaned, “Fuck me.”

And no, he doesn’t appreciate jokes about that in the morning

After a stretch he holds you close to him and kisses you in hopes of waking up

Once he’s satisfied he quietly gets out of bed and picks you up, carrying you to the bathroom counter

You brush your teeth together and he helps you put on makeup if you wear any

He sends most of his time in morning doting on you

“Are you ready baby?” “I think so Siri!” “Look at me.” You turn to look at him and he places a finger underneath of your chin, moving your head back and forth as if inspecting your face. “Just as I suspected… stunning as usual!” Leaning in for a kiss, as you smile at his usual mood change.

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Remus

The most structured and scheduled of all the boys

A bit of an early riser and in generally a good mood

Wakes up with your legs knotted together and your foreheads touching

Spends time trying to gently wake up with kisses to the cheek and stroking your face

He’s usually ready by the time you get up and do the basics like brushing your teeth

If you’re living in your own house, he likes to make breakfast with you as a sweet starter for the day

“Remus we’re gonna burn the pancakes!” “Mm I don’t mind if we’re spending time like this.” You have your arms around us neck and his arms are around your waist pulling you in. He was swaying you to the record you put on earlier. “It takes one minute!” You push away from him and flip your beloved pancakes just in time. Suddenly you feel Remus’ arms snake around your waist and start swaying once again. He starts quietly singing to you as you giggle. “Really could wait could you?” “Never.” He whispered lightly biting your ear.

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MASTERLIST

[thistlecatfics]

Thistlecat Summer Fic Recs

After a bit of a fic reading drought (and some binge purchasing books), I've been finally getting back into reading fic. Here are some I've been enjoying this summer.

Wolfstar:

Come Healing by BrujaBanter (46k, E, wolfstar)

They'd never quite intended for kink to be anything more than fun. Then, Sirius went to Azkaban. He comes out a different man, and Remus wonders if they might just use kink for some other purposes as well. In the process, he does some healing of his own. OR The ways of breaking, reuniting, and healing through sex.

It's a kink porn with lots of plot fic! I'm normally so picky about Dom Remus/sub Sirius fics because they tend to go with a fanon characterization that doesn't work for me but this one *absolutely* works for me. Canon divergent with a happy ending <3

your heart is heavy and red by moon_seas (1k, E, wolfstar)

Sirius has Remus on his back moaning beneath him and it’s almost enough, almost.

Not much to say about this one except it's super hot wolfstar (c)nc and if that description interests you then you'll be into this delicious little fic.

hold you, enfold you by iamsiriuslyriddikulus (9k, E, lesbian wolfstar)

“Remus,” the woman says. “Nice to meet you… ?” It’s a nice name, Remus—one that suits her. Sirius nods and belatedly realizes she has to answer. “Sirius.” She holds Remus’s gaze with a feral intensity, hoping something in her recognizes that they are the same. - - - OR: On a summer day in the South in 2001, Sirius Black went on a campus tour of the conservative college she would attend in the fall, expecting to be bored out of her mind. No one told her the tour guide was going to be hot—brown curls and snake bites and freckles and visibly queer. She stood out against the manicured hedges, a sharp contrast to the traditional values of everyone around Sirius. What followed was one long day of sticky summer heat and a house party that changed the course of her life. Poor Evan never stood a chance.

@fvckyouimaprophet sets such an incredible immersive scene of an elite southern university and utterly sucks you in. This fic swept me up into that heady feeling of being a baby gay in queer spaces for the first time. It's like the time of your life you feel most yourself (can I show the real me??) and most conscious of your performance at the same time (I need to pretend I know what I'm doing!). Plus, lesbian Sirius is everything to me <3

Other marauders era characters/ships:

A Slow and Stopping Curve by aegle (16k, M, remadora)

Concerning Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. Set during Order of the Phoenix and Half-Blood Prince.

Gorgeous canon-compliant Remus/Tonks.

i hope this comes back to haunt you by humanveil (29k, M, gen)

Severus Snape, from first curse to first kill. Or: The making of a Death Eater.

It's been a while since I read something Snape-centric, and this is SO good and gives such a clear through line on his character. His relationship with his mother is incredible in particular.

the tiger's lady by basketofnovas (slashmarks) (5k, T, bellamort)

In early 1974, one of Bellatrix's sisters is getting married, the other is pregnant, and Bellatrix is occupied with making sure the war escalates as planned. But a story from the Dark Lord reminds her of other concerns.

I always love @slashmarks's Bellatrix, and the portrayal of the mix of intense magical devotion and mundane domestic violence that is the bellamort relationship is particularly sharp and arresting.

Drarry & Drarry adjacent:

Way to go, Tiger by houndsinheaven (2k, G, Draco & Scorpius (& Harry))

Scorpius Malfoy's seventh birthday.

I'm not normally one for kidfic but my goodness I cried. Good dad Draco.

Closing Time by Anonymous for MaesterChill (18k, E, drarry)

Draco’s been invited to Neville’s stag party in Bristol, and he's confident he knows what to expect. There’ll be too many Gryffindors, for starters, plus a few humiliating team-building activities, some dodgy clubs, and a truly preposterous level of alcohol consumption. But… a drunken Harry Potter climbing into Draco's bed when he’s having a wank? No, he definitely didn't see that coming…

(For HD wireless, not yet revealed) This fic is so much fun! This feels quintessentially drarry to me - they all feel so young and human. For whatever reason I need all of my drarry fics to have someone to have a complicated relationship with alcohol, and this delivers!

If you have similar reading tastes and want more of my recs, check out my bookmarks and collections on ao3 <3

[cheynovak]

Tattoo

In honor of this wonderful artwork of @spikesgeliebte a small one shot story of tattooed Dean.

The bar is dimly lit, just the way I like it. Shadows cling to the corners, the low hum of conversation filling the space like a steady buzz, broken only by the occasional clink of glasses. I wipe down the counter, my eyes casually scanning the room until they land on him.

He’s hard to miss, even sitting in the far corner of the bar, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead light. His black leather jacket hugs his broad shoulders, the collar turned up slightly. And then there are the tattoos. They snake up his neck, intricate designs peeking out from under the hem of his shirt, curling down his forearms, visible every time he lifts his glass. His hands are covered too, rings of ink marking him in ways I can’t stop staring at.

Dangerous. He looks dangerous, and I know the type. Guys like him walk into bars like this, always keeping to themselves but exuding that energy that draws people in whether they want to or not. Normally, I’d keep my distance—caution is in my nature—but there’s something about him that pulls me in, like gravity, like I’m not even in control of it.

I bite the inside of my cheek as I continue wiping the counter, pretending like I’m not staring at him, but then his eyes meet mine. Green, sharp, and intense. He catches me—of course, he does.

A slow smirk creeps up on his lips, and before I can look away, he winks at me.

My heart stumbles over itself. What am I, sixteen?

I feel the heat creeping up my neck, but I force myself to stay calm, to keep it professional. He’s just another customer, after all. Nothing more.

The man started to walk up to the bar, I instinctively grab the whiskey bottle from the shelf and head over to where he’s leaning on the bar next to an empty chair, my footsteps echoing in the quiet spaces between the conversations. His eyes track my every movement, and I can feel the weight of his gaze as I approach.

“Need a refill?” I ask, keeping my voice steady.

He nods, sliding his glass toward me, his fingers brushing mine for just a second. His touch is warm, and I’m annoyed at how much it sends a shiver down my spine. Up close, he’s even more distracting. The lines of his tattoos are detailed, almost mesmerizing. I pour the whiskey, focusing on not spilling a drop.

“You got a name?” he asks, voice low and rough, like gravel under tires.

“Y/N,” I answer, pushing the glass back to him.

“Dean.” He introduces himself, leaning back in his chair, watching me with that same half-smirk that makes it hard to breathe. “You work here often, Y/N?”

I shrug. “Most nights.”

“Good to know.” His voice wraps around the words like he’s savoring them, his gaze drifting lazily over me, taking in every detail. “You know, I’m not usually into small talk, but you’ve got me curious.”

“Curious, huh?” I don’t know what comes over me, but I tilt my head, meeting his gaze head-on, even though my stomach twists with nervous energy. “What’s there to be curious about?”

He chuckles, and it’s a deep sound that rumbles through the air between us. “Well, for starters, I’m wondering how someone like you ends up in a place like this.” He leans forward, resting his tattooed arms on the counter, and I catch a glimpse of a symbol on his wrist, something ancient-looking. “Seems like you’d have better places to be.”

I glance away, feeling the warmth rise to my cheeks again. “It’s just a job.”

“Hmm,” he murmurs, his eyes not leaving my face. "You'd look better on the cover of a magazine or something."

I swallow hard, my fingers tightening around the bottle in my hand. “You sure know how to lay it on thick, don’t you?”

Dean grins, and it’s almost disarming. Almost. “Just calling it like I see it.”

I shake my head, unable to keep from smiling a little. “You’re trouble.”

“And you’re blushing,” he teases, his voice dropping to a low murmur that makes my pulse race.

“I am not,” I protest, but the lie is weak, even to my own ears.

Dean leans even closer, his breath warm as he says, “It’s okay. I like shy girls.”

God, why does that make me blush harder? I bite my lip, my hands suddenly restless as I wipe the counter again, trying to focus on something—anything—other than him and his stupidly attractive grin.

“You always flirt this much with bartenders?” I ask, trying to keep my voice light, though it comes out more breathless than I’d like.

Dean laughs softly, leaning back in his chair, taking a sip of his whiskey. “Only the ones I like.”

I raise an eyebrow at him. “So, what? You just walk into bars, wink at the first girl you see, and expect her to fall for your charms?”

He tilts his head, pretending to think about it for a second. “Hmm, does it work?"

I snort, rolling my eyes despite the flutter in my chest. “You’re impossible.”

“And you’re still talking to me,” he points out, his smirk turning a little more playful, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

I don’t have a response to that. Because, damn it, he’s right. Despite every red flag, every instinct telling me this guy is nothing but trouble wrapped in leather and tattoos, I’m still here, still standing in front of him, still wanting more.

Dean takes another slow sip, eyes never leaving mine. “You know, Y/N,” he says after a moment, his voice low, “I think I’m gonna stick around for a while.”

I meet his gaze, my heart beating just a little faster, I don’t mind the idea of trouble.

Not.

One.

Bit.

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Taglist: @lmg14 @kr804573 @nancymcl @suckitands33 @mostlymarvelgirl @globetrotter28 @jackles010378 @hobby27 @winchesterwild78 @deans-baby-momma @soab1967 @livingdeadblondequeen @ladysparkles78 @whimsyfinny @kamisobsessed @jays-bonnie-on-the-side @ferrersbiggestfan @spxideyver @kamisobsessed @deans-queen @yvonneeeee @libby99hb

[oceanicxeyes]

Starter for: @betweenmuses

Pairing: Patrick x Alexander “How come I am hardly surprised you reached out?” There was a faint glee of pride in Patrick’s voice as he stepped into the hotel room – the occasional place where he would meet with Alexander whenever they got together. His blue eyes scanned the evident luxury surrounding him. Nothing below penthouse level or less than absolutely perfection. Alexander King was a man that truly enjoyed to flaunt his wealth the same way he waved his influence with words and Patrick was not opposed to such antics. He had many, many clients… but few had the necessary presence to actually appear as they claimed: powerful, influential and borderline egotistical. Alexander was one of the rare cases where his bite was as worse as his bite. He could easily back up all those words that came out of his mouth. A turn-on, really. The escort walked around the penthouse, barely deigning Alexander with more than a quick glance – sure, he was HIRED to be there but he was never one to give into things easily – tapping his fingers in a rhythmic fashion over a rather expensive looking mahogany desk. “You don’t have to say it.” It would probably bruise his ego to admit something as trivial as missing someone. “I know my presence was missed. Not everyone can keep up with your ravenous appetites.” His lips curled into a faint ghost of a smile, something that exuded a predatory aura more than a subservient prey. And it was always fun to boost someone’s ego. Make them feel needed. Wanted. CRAVED.

“So tell me…” Patrick finally turned all of his attention to Alexander, almost like he actually noticed he was there after these minutes. Maybe other people would cower in fear and obey Alexander’s whims without a second thought – but Patrick always liked playing with fire. Even if he got burnt in the process. The distance between him and the client vanished with mere steps, shamelessly invading the other man’s personal space without a damn care in the world as he gently sniffed the rather expensive cologne oozing from him. “What’s on tonight’s menu, darling? A massage? Talking...?” Like a coiled snake ready to invest, Patrick wetted his lips and ever so gently – almost feather like – ran his fingertips over the buttons of Alexander’s shirt. “Or we skipping everything and you want the main dish already?”

[zph]

tbh... I don't actually want a daith piercing 😞 I just heard from somewhere that it hurts bad so I thought about that in the ask ahejwhwj mb

As for the piercings I actually want, I'm not sure if I could say allat here so I'm just gonna say one of them is in a pretty personal spot 👍 back dermals and snake/angel bites have been on my mind‼️‼️ I also find corset piercings so pretty but I know I won't be able to handle it ajhqjshsj not really a piercing but I think tongue splitting(?) looks really cool ‼️

(Piercer scara.... 🤔)

- peach anon :3 (Is there a starter piercing... 😓 or like a piercing you'd recommend for newbies)

damn back dermals for ur beginner piercing?? but no judgment here, hell i think it will look good . tongue splitting is hella sick though

honestly for starter piercings, i will always recommend ears specifically lobes. the most common piercings & easiest to heal. others make their way up the ear once they feel more comfortable. upper lobes, lower lobes, helix etc etc. i did the same.

but the next best options if you don’t want neither is septrum or maybe nostrils. those i’ve seen most commonly.

honestly, it all depends on your pain tolerance tbh & as long as u have good aftercare with ur piercings. super cool that u are interested in them though . if i didnt have work management down my throat, i would definitely get snakebites

[mockingba1rd]

(Starter for @ofdrivensnow)

The meadow was strangely calm, no hints of peacekeepers lurking around. Not even the sounds of birds soaring over the clear blue sky. The calmness that the landscape emanated didn’t reach Lucy Gray. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, snakes slithering all over her skin and biting down to release their venom. Rainbow snakes. Even that she had now won the games and was out of the arena the brunette still felt incaged in it. Like a piece of her soul got chipped away and left in the arena. Buried somewhere underneath the layers of dust and hardened blood. The girl took a deep breath. The memories of the other tributes, deceased not helping her flight or fight mode. She hid under the looming tree between the grass strands. Shielding herself from the scorching sun that was blinding 12. Her legs draped over the soft oak log. Trying to get comfortable. Fingers lazily dripping down over her old, loved guitar.

Singing, it had always calmed her down. Ever since she was a little lass singing had always made her forget reality, for just a bit. She had always sung for the other members of the Covey, a type of way to rewind for bed. No matter If snow was falling down, or it was a late summer night she always did it, especially for Maude Ivory. It was a tradition she wouldn’t let go, even when the little girl would grow up. If Lucy Gray was being honest, it relaxed herself for bed just as much as it did for Maude Ivory. She took a deep breath, hoping the dry air can soothe her itching lungs and soul. Her calloused fingertips moved methodically over the worn out strings. She closed her eyes, leaping into the world of lyrics and melodies instead of reality. ❝Are you? Are you? Coming to the tree?❞

Her singing took an abrupt stop when she heard footsteps nearing closer behind her back. Her mind reeling from both the memories of the arena, how she had always been on her act. Just like now. A branch clicked and that’s when she spun her head around. There was no tribute with a brick waiting behind her. Just those blue eyes that had been in her mind since she had met them once again back in the hob. It hadn’t been a dream. Coriolanus, her mentor. No, her lover had come to 12. Her honey brown gaze scanned him. Buzzed hair, a type of peacekeepers uniform. He was now a peacekeeper, not a Capitol citizen. But why? She swallowed her questions, standing up and turning her whole body towards him.

❝Sorry, still feel like I’m in the arena. Ain’t no one gets out from the Capitol whole, you should know.❞ She said, her voice a mere murmur in the beginning. Her eyebrows furrowed, the questions now banging on her vocal chords. ❝Your hair….that uniform.❞ She breathed, her eyes now boring directly into him. She needed clearance, to know if he really was a peacekeeper even though she knew just from the looks.

[seven-circlllxs]

Written In Blood {Tag Masterlist}

Non-Character Tags

Whispers from Purgatory [OOC] - Out of Character posting

Ashes to Ashes [Ashy Speaks] - Admin talk

I Think I'm Supposed To Be Bodyguarded Right Now [Rules] - Posts containing rules/standards of interaction

Take A Peek In The Guestbook [Info] - Posts that have important information

Very Important Research Pictures [Art] - Art from other blogs (not made by mun)

Whiteboard Planning Presentations [My Art] - Art made by me!

The Lesser Key of Solomon [Headcanons] - Posts that contain my own headcanons or reblogged posts of headcanons that I subscribe to

All The Shades Of Sin [Aesthetics] - Character Aesthetics or Aesthetics that match Muses

Inside of Every Demon is a Rainbow [Quotes and Musings] - Quotes or Posts that make Mun think about specific Muses

Who’s That At Your Table? [Promo] - Promo posts!

Oh My FUCK [Suggestive] - Suggestive content, nothing purely NSFW

Not Safe For Voxtagram [NSFW] - NSFW Posts (ALL NSFW posts will also have separate NSFW and NSFT tags!)

(Pending) [Self-Reblog] - Self-reblogged posts!

That Slutty Toy Clown Had It Coming [Shitposts] - Shitposts

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Prompt/Starter Tags

New Rhythm and A New Hook {Memes/Starters} - Ask Memes and Starter Prompts

I'll Sell Every Single Weakness Back To You For A Fee [Answered Asks] - Answered Ask Memes

Tag You're It [Tagged Prompts]

Right Here In Hell At The Happy Hotel [Open Starters]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Muse Tags

Bullet Points are Muse-Specific Art Tags

Say My Name And His In The Same Breath I Dare You To Say They Taste The Same {Abel} - Standard AU Abel

Dance Dance We're Fallin' Apart To Half-Time // Abel // Visage

Don't Touch That Dial! {Alastor} - Standard AU Alastor

This Face Was Made For Radio // Alastor // Visage

Frigid Royal Bitch {Andrealphus} - Standard AU Andrealphus

You're As Cold As Ice // Andrealphus // Visage

Bang Bang Bang Is The Only Shot For Me {Arackniss} - Standard AU Arackniss

Killer In The Mirror // Arackniss // Visage

In Desire We Trust {Asmodeus} - Standard AU Asmodeus

Make Sure The Subject Is Gettin' It On // Ozzie // Visage

Not Your Barbie Girl {Barbie Wire} - Standard AU Barbie

Bitch I Am One Throw A Tantrum // Barbie // Visage

You've Got Me In Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea {Baxter} - Standard AU Baxter

We're Making Weird Science // Baxter // Visage

I Feel The Lavender Haze Creepin' Up On Me {Belphegor} - Standard AU Belphegor

Rather Sleep Than Stay Awake // Belphegor // Visage

I Am A Snake Head Eating The Head On The Opposite Side {Boris} - Standard AU Boris

Frame My Picture In Your Brain // Boris // Visage

Always Chasing Rainbows {Charlie} - Standard AU Charlie Morningstar

The Devil's Princessa // Charlie // Visage

Short Fuse {Cherri} - Standard AU Cherri Bomb

Hello World I'm Your Wild Girl // Cherri // Visage

Flying Purple Paperweight {Collin} - Standard AU Collin

Who Wants A Lamby Lamby Lamby // Collin // Visage

Sweet Beautiful Soul Saving Joy {Emily} - Standard AU Emily

Dance Along The Light Of Day // Emily // Visage

Money Can't Buy Happiness But Guaranteed I'm Worth The Price {Glam} - Standard AU Glam

Special Occasion Splurge On The Urge // Glam // Visage

Royal Flush {Husk} - Standard AU Husk

You're All Scotch No Soda // Husk // Visage

It's Too Fun Being Two Faced Isn't It? {Leviathan / Behemoth} - Standard AU Levy and Mimi

We'll Split You Down The Middle; This Will Only Hurt A Bit // Leviathan / Behemoth // Visage

Your Bite's Worse Than Your Bark {Loona} - Standard AU Loona

Running With The Wolves // Loona // Visage

Seven-Ring Circusmaster {Lucifer} - Standard AU Lucifer Morningstar

Where The Runaways Are Running The Night // Lucifer // Visage

Modern Major Murderer {Lute} - Standard AU Lute

Down Under We Don't Take No Prisoners // Lute // Visage

M A M A B O Y {Moxxie} - Standard AU Moxxie

Lovely Little Monster // Moxxie // Visage

Run Little Girl Run Little Girl Bang {Mrs. Mayberry} - Standard AU Mrs. Mayberry

My Baby's Got A Gun I Better Run // Mrs. Mayberry // Visage

Baby You've Got The Keys Now Shut Up And Drive {Travis} - Standard AU Travis

It's Calm In My Head As A High Speed Chase // Travis // Visage

Just Like Fire Burning Up The Way {Vassago} - Standard AU Vassago

Bamboleio Bamboleia // Vassago // Visage

Radio Killer {Vox} - Standard AU Vox

Now You're Playing With Power // Vox // Visage

Amber Is The Color Of Your Energy {Yogirt} - Standard AU Yogirt

The More I See The Less I Know The More I Like To Let It Go // Yogirt // Visage

Along Comes A Spider {Zestial} - Standard AU Zestial

The Potion Is A Poison // Zestial // Visage

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Canon Character Tags

Pinned Down Without A Crown [Vaggie]

Wrap Me In Plastic and Make Me Shine [Angel Dust]

Oh That Cement Is Just It's There For The Weight Dear [Henroin]

Blood Still Stains When The Sheets Are Washed [Niffty]

Snakebite Drags You Under [Sir Pentious]

Dancing On A Razor's Edge [Carmilla]

The Bestest Jester [Fizzarolli]

Christ On A Stick [Blitzø]

Of All The Imps In Hell It's For Her That I Fell [Millie]

Goodness Gracious Great Balls of Fire [Sallie Mae]

Fins To The Left Fins To The Right And You're The Only Bait In Town [Chaz]

Don't Mess With Me I'll Shoot Ya Down [Crimson]

Heaven Help The Fool Who Falls In Love [Mama] - Tag for Moxxie's mother

Come Come Kitty Kitty [Emberlynn]

Money Can't Buy Happiness But It Can Rent You Paradise [Glitz]

Catch Some Waves While Catchin' Some D [Verosika]

Burn It To The Wick [Vortex]

He's An Outlaw Loose And Runnin' Came The Whisper From Each Lip and He's Here To Do Some Business with the Big Iron On His Hip [Striker]

Stupid Slutty Moth Pimp [Val]

Why Am I In Your Mass Text? [Velvette]

I Wanna Be Your Doll I Wanna Be Sweet [Kitty]

You Gotta Feel It It's Electric [Papermint]

This Ain't Build-A-Bitch I've Got Flaws And Attitude [Melissa]

You Could Be The King But Watch The Queen Conquer [Zeezi]

Don't Bring Around A Cloud To Rain On My Parade! [Rosie]

When You're Good To Mama Mama's Good To You [Mimzy]

She Is Cunning And Clever As Hell And She'll Eat You Alive [Martha]

You Can Be So Cruel And That's All You've Ever Done [Stella]

Look How They Shine For You [Stolas]

As The Stars Start To Align I Hope You Take It As A Sign [Octavia]

Everything Everything Everything You Touch Turns To Gold [Paimon]

Got A Touch Like A Thorn 'Cause The Girl She's Hiding Horns [Lilith]

Mess With The Horns And You Get The Devil [Satan]

Bring Your Own Fork Girl You Know I Don't Provide It [Bee-lzebub]

CENT-ipede [Mammon]

I'll Climb To The Top of Mount Rock and Be Part of That Heavenly Scene [Adam]

Honey You're Familiar Like My Mirror Years Ago [Eve]

Que Sera Seraphim [Sera]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

AU Tags, AU Muse Tags, & Partner-Specific Tags

I'm Headed Straight For The Castle They're Gonna Make Me Their Queen [Stella - villanesstm]

Feel Like A Hot Pink Bitch Named Breakfast [Emberlynn - infernal feminae]

The HBIC The Hottest Dog Fresh Off The Grill [Bee-lzebub - queenbeeibee]

See The World Through Whiskey Glasses [Striker - heedingcalls]

The Threat Is Real When His Sight Goes Red Again [Satan - justiceiswrath]

Does It Get Your Blood Boiling [Satan - dracoiaboli]

I've Got The Head Head Bitch In My Hot Pink Whip [Verosika - stillfamous]

I Bloom Just For You [Stolas - botanikos]

Everybody's Scared So Dance In The Dark Make It An Art [Stolas - grimowled]

Blood On Her Knees Bloody History [Vaggie - hisslord]

In The Twilight Glow I See Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain [René] - Posts with @adeerandhisshadow's René

On The TV Yeah You'll See I'll Show You I'll Own You ((Bluescreen-Verse)) - AU involving Vox and René

Puttin' On The Ritz [Leslie] - Posts with @ritzy-cervidae's Leslie

In The Dark Of The Night [Duedephelon] - Posts with @keeperofquestions's Duedephelon

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Ship Tags (Partner-Specific)

Froggy Little Flips {Fizz x Ozzie} - @e-m-p-error's Fizz and my Ozzie

Circuit Breaker {Vox x Val} - @e-m-p-error's Valentino and my Vox

Offer Me All The Stars Above Me {Lucifer x Paimon} @e-m-p-error's Paimon and my Lucifer

In Your Holy Water That Burns My Bastard Mind {Lucifer x Adam} - @e-m-p-error's Adam and my Lucifer

Come Gimme Some Of That Yum Like A Lollipop {Loona x Bee} - @e-m-p-error's Bee and my Loona

You The Main Attraction Lights Camera Action {Travis x Angel} - @e-m-p-error's Angel Dust and my Travis

A Million Feathers Falling Down A Million Stars That Touch The Ground {Andre x Stolas} - @stolsas's Stolas and my Andrealphus

You'll See Me On The Blue Screen {René x Vox} - @adeerandhisshadow's René and my Vox

Thinkin' Of You 'Cuz You're My Bugaboo {Travis x Emberlynn} - @infernal-feminae's Emberlynn and my Travis

Break Me Break Me Out Of Myself {Stolas x Andrealphus} - @botanikos's Stolas and my Andrealphus

Need You To Know I Love You More Than Anything {Vaggie x Charlie} - @hisslord's Vaggie and my Charlie

Hey Little Songbird Give Me A Song {Vassago x Satan} - @justiceiswrath's Satan and my Vassago

If Eve Ain't In Your Garden You Know That You Can Call Me When You Want {Ozzie x Stolas} - @grimowled's Stolas and my Ozzie

You Glide Through My Head Blind To Fear {Yogirt x Satan} - [Pending?]

Does She Know That Her Destiny Lies With Me {Charlie x Vaggie} - [Pending]

Black And White Come Out Alright In Technicolour {Alastor x Vox} - [Pending]

The Red Means I Love You {Martha x Mrs. Mayberry} - [Pending]

And If You Leave Me Rest Assured It Would Kill Me {Adam x Lute} - [Pending]

Power And Control I'm Gonna Make You Fall {Andrealphus x Striker} - [Pending]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

Ship Tags (General) [Typically used on Art Reblogs]

Little Moth Please Take Your Time [Chaggie]

StaticMoth [VoxVal]

I've Got You Under My Skin [RadioApple]

Signal Interference [VoxAl]

This Girl Has Stolen My Heart With Her Broken Halo [GuitarSpear]

Poison Tipped Daggers [Zestilla]

Original Sinners [LiliFer]

Your Love Is Better Than Cocaine [AngelTrav]

The Fallen Star and The Leading Man [LuciAdam]

You Look Like Gold To Me [PaiCifer]

I've Got It Bad Again That O-B-S-E-S-S-I-O-N [Tramberlynn]

Crooked Hearts [Fizzmodeus]

HoneyMoon [LoonaBee]

In A Champagne Supernova In The Sky [Stolitz]

SnowyOwl [Andrealphus/Stolas]

All I Want All I Want All I Want Is Everything [Mammon x Stella]

Just A Hunk A Hunk of Burning Love [Hellthcare]

A Kiss With A Fist Is Better Than None [MarthaBerry]

Squealer Squealer Squeal Out You're So Disgusting [RodeoFrost]

Dog Collar Around Your Neck On Your Knees And Swab The Deck [Stella x Striker]

[Will be Updated As Needed!]

[deathfavor]

@withsorrowandregret said: don't you see? you matter to me. (mikey for izana)

concern for others sentence starters

As anyone in Tenjiku would be able to tell you, No, Izana doesn't see it. He doesn't see the care from the closest people to him let alone from someone like Mikey. Years of jealousy coil tight in his chest and venom fills his mouth like a snake ready to bite. It isn't far from the truth. Izana doesn't have any control or filter that stops normal people. He goes until he can't, for one reason or another.

" No. " Izana's answer is decisive and short. It isn't just a response ; it's a rejection of what Mikey claims to him. Mikey doesn't care. Not yet at least. He'll break Mikey apart and build him back the way that Izana thinks he should be. He'll make him into the image he wants. That Mikey will say Izana matters to him. That Mikey will depend on him the same way a broken toy relies on someone fixing it over and over and over again.

This Mikey? This Mikey is the one Shinichiro always mentioned. The one he was going to give everything to. The Black Dragons included. The reason that Shinichiro wasn't his brother. Except Shinichiro wasn't even- Izana's eye twitches slightly and he turns his head away, draws in a trembling and silent breath where no one can see.

" I don't. " It's a response that could answer either question. No, he doesn't see it OR No, you don't care about me. Both are fitting statements in Izana's mind and he offers no further clarification as per usual of Izana. Maybe he doesn't know it himself. Izana spares a glance thrown over towards Mikey. " West winds are starting to blow. It won't matter regardless. "

[edgymuses]

🔪 ( lei ) ( the double whammy )

NONVERBAL RP STARTERS ➺ ALWAYS ACCEPTING!

Aggressive : 🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

༶ ﾟ🥀 ┄─ Drops of sweat ran down Lei’s forehead as his body stiffened with caution upon seeing the glistening blade that was inches away from his throat. It was close enough to give him a small cut on his adam’s apple. He was seconds away from executing a snake bite move (a furry of jabs using his hands). Lei could have finally lock away Bryan Fury for good. The game of cat and mouse could be done with. Justice served.

Using his detective skills helped in locating Fury to a busy city in LA. Of course the criminal wouldn’t come easily or quietly as he tried to avoid Lei by pushing people or throwing any object in order to escape the grasp of justice. Even with occasionally tripping and being out of breath the super police managed to corner Fury on a rooftop. However, the tables turn on Lei now he was cornered, back against a wall. Trapped. Damn it. ❛❛Always playin dirty when you’re losing, huh Fury. You were always a sore loser. ❜❜ he huffed while his brows lowered, trying to make Fury angry enough to slip up giving Lei an opening.

[wiltcdroses]

closed starter ( protective + impulsive starter )

@cherricdwines | eilwyn & lucien

His skin gleaned with sweat from the heat of the crowd of bodies as El wiggled his way through the throng. It wasn't often he allowed Emrys to drag him out on a night out, but the other had mentioned Lucien's name and he'd all too willingly agreed. His crush on his brother's best friend was spinning wildly out of control, and despite his twin's many attempts at convincing him to "stop being such a coward and do something" — he hadn't.

He wasn't Lucien's type, was he? The other had always seemed more interested in his twin. They always were.

Still, his eyes scanned the crowd, searching, until they locked with his. Those hazel hues staring back at him with a silent plea. El tilted his head to the side as he took in the scene playing out in front of him.

A man, tall, dirty-blonde, and clearly more interested in Lucien than Lucien was in him, had a tight grip on his hips as the boy's lips grazed his neck. Jealousy seeped into El's veins, but even more so — concern. Lucien clearly wanted out, and so without a second thought, he made his way over.

Without thinking it through, his arm snaked around the boy's waist, pulling him flush against his torso, and he tried to ignore how good it felt — how right it was to have the other pressed against him. "I'd appreciate it if you took your grimy hands off of my BOYFRIEND," the words slipped from his lips, his tone ice cold and biting enough to make the stranger take a step back. El watched as he lifted his hands in the air, bumbling out an apology before scampering into the crowd.

Boyfriend, he had said. Oh, how he wished the words had been true. In reality, he was nothing to Lucien. A friend, perhaps, but a lover? Only in his dreams, in which he'd wake up — panting, hard, and swimming in a mix of emotions.

Lust. Longing. Guilt.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, a protective arm still wrapped around Lucien's waist, loose enough that the boy could push out of it if he wanted.

He wanted to beg, to keep the boy in his arms a little longer. To live in the fantasy that Lucien was HIS.

[entropic-introspection]

The thing the pokemon starter selfie is reminding me of is how fucking weird it was to go to school and find out other kids had no idea what different animals were or how to behave around them

Like yes that is Our Friend the black snake, he is non venomous and eats rats and harmful snakes, so he can live in the garage with the winter grain even if he likes to lay too close to the light switch and scare the bejeezus out of anyone coming in. That is a deer, you need to be quiet if you want to watch them. Please do not try to pet wild animals and always wash your hands if you do touch them.

Even domestic animals, like class pets and stuff. Kids with no idea of how to hold a guinea pig, or didn’t understand even “nice” animals can bite if you scare or hurt them. You gotta be slow and quiet most of the time! Don’t touch them now, that’s a threat/fear display, just back off.

As a neurodivergent person, I’m also mad bc it means those kids didn’t get the early socialization on non vocal communications and extending empathy to those with radically different thought patterns than yours. Of course you scared the hamster, you’re huge and comparatively loud! Meet it on its terms for better results!

[bittcrsuite]

closed starter ♡ ( @gccdwitch )

morgan had very few regrets since she began her music career — very few things she wished she’d handled differently. she always knew that hooking up with nick at the same atp tournament that she performed at would come back to bite her in the ass. she just didn’t realized how hard it’d come back to bite her. she had to act professional, no matter how much hotter he’d gotten in the past few years. she was convinced the universe was laughing in her face as she took a seat at nick’s kitchen table, taking in her surroundings. morgan knew why management had set this interview up. they had her best interests at heart. over the last few years, the blonde had become a tennis fanatic. more than that, she tried to catch as many of nick’s matches as she could. although she never mentioned him specifically, she was sure her team noticed who was on the screen. it was their job to notice little details like that. they were trying to help her out, unknowingly dropping her into a snake pit. “let’s start with something simple.” she’d avoid the elephant in the room for as long as she could. she couldn’t reopen that door, no matter how good the other looked. after readjusting for what felt like the millionth time, morgan pulled up the voice memo app on her phone and hit record. she set her phone on the table between them, taking a deep breath as she met his eyes. “how old were you when you started playing? and what drives you to continue playing? the love for the game?”

[wyrdify]

tag dump

[goldencored-arc]

Annoying.

He’d forgotten how annoying mortals could be, how tedious even the simplest transactions were. 

                      Sometimes, he forgets he was mortal once too.

Tearing off another piece of bread, he pops it into his mouth, watching the stall owner continue to argue with the customer ahead of him in line. All Daiyu wanted was something good to eat— mortal food was always best, after all. Maybe he could just swipe it and leave the two idiots to continue bickering like hens.

                                                   // open starter! mutuals only!

[sleeplessvalley]

dewpoint, veneno, and moray are definitely staying on the team

cupcake is probably gonna stay but depending on what happens I might get rid of him if I find something better? not sure yet tho.

I thiiink I'll probably wind up getting rid of fezi once I get a couple of vullaby to breed? those guys are caught p high level and I wanna start with somethin better in that department even if it means it'll take longer for it to evolve

[obetrolncocktails]

Three Knuckles Deep | Jake Kiszka X Reader 

Warnings: Graphic Sex, unprotected Sex, pet names, dirty talking, Smutty smut smut smut, 18+, Minors DNI.

A/N: Based off of two requests that I got for this sentence starter: "if you take care of everyone, who takes care of you?" Both with Jake. I received one request from the fabulous @teddiie and the other from a nonnie, but we both know damn well who you are...hope you liked the nods to you that I put throughout this and even in the title picture. Also, get ready for a filthy surprise at the end.

Word Count: 3K

Just some good ole morning sex...that will leave you shocked for days, and wanting more.

You weren’t even fully awake yet, but you could tell that your day would start with a headache. Through closed lids, you could feel the immense brightness of the sun shooting through the open blinds. Your head aches with building pressure, so you decide to roll over within your hoard of sheets, covers and blankets.

“You slept like you were on a wild safari expedition. You were the Jeep.” You grin to yourself as Jake paints the picture. You groan into your pillow before finally speaking in a sleepy murmur. “That bad?” 

“Well. Let’s just say that you were the Jeep and I was the road last night. Not to mention you snored so loud I couldn’t think straight.” You assumed Jake was leaning against the door frame or was in the bathroom. You lift your head, opening your eyes slowly. Jake is standing right beside the bed with his hands on his hips. 

“Anything else you need to get off of your chest?” You eyed him with a raised eyebrow. 

“Eh, not really. Your hair makes you look like an emu.” Jake tilts his head left and right, assessing your appearance with a smug grin. 

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean,” you gawk at him, throwing the nearest pillow at him. “Shut up before I bite you.”

“Emus do that too, ya know.” You watch as Jake gasps in an exaggerated gesture. “What if… what if you’re turning–” He cuts himself off, losing himself within a snort of laughter. 

“Are you on drugs this morning?” You ask him, finally sitting up in bed. 

“Nah, just happy to be here with my girl.” He flattens himself out at the end of the bed, propping himself up on his elbow. “What do you wanna do today?”

You knew based on his joyful mood that he would want to get out of the house and do something adventurous, and if you weren’t as comfortable in your relationship, you probably would have lied to him and said you were game, but this morning, all you wanted to do was cuddle with him, be with him, and most importantly, be. in. bed. 

“I don’t know, babe. I don’t really feel that good,” You say, bracing for impact. Watching his face drop would hurt your heart immediately.

“Oh. What’s wrong?” He reaches for you, his hand landing on the covers on top of your feet. 

“Not sure, I think it’s just another headache.” You realize that fully opening your eyes hurts, so you choose to squint. You’re grateful when Jake rises from the bed to close the blinds and drapes, making the room much darker. 

“Thank you.” You smile softly as Jake moves around the bed, joining you and wrapping his arms around you. He had recently showered and you could smell his aftershave. “You always smell so good,” you mumble, turning your body to nestle closer to him. 

“Why do you think I always buy the same thing?” He says, tilting his chin down. “It’s because you comment on it all the time, baby.” You kiss his chest softly where he habitually left his shirt unbuttoned. 

“I love you so much, Jake. Thank you for being so easy.” You feel the rumble in his chest as he chuckles. “There’s nowhere that I need or want to be if you’re not there with me.” He snakes his arms around you, rubbing shapes into the small of your back. 

Despite the headache, which was already beginning to fade thanks to Jake, you really just want him closer. Need him closer. “Jake,” You say. “Come here.” You lift your head and he brings the knuckle of his pointer finger just under your chin. His eyes are soft and loving and you can’t help but feel instantly drawn into him. Your lips lock seamlessly and all at once, your worries, grogginess and pain seems to vanish. The kiss isn’t heavy or desperate. Within his embrace, you feel secure and loved. He takes the lead, planting several pecks along the contour of your cheekbone before moving just shy of your ear, whispering almost inaudibly, “I love you.” You hum as he moves down your neck, planting more exploratory kisses along your skin. “So soft,” He murmurs. You knew where this was heading, but you weren’t complaining one bit. You don’t fight him when he pushes you back down against the pillows, feeling him all over you.

 “You look even more beautiful below me,” he says, making sure that you’re watching him. His eyes are full of mischief; he knows exactly what he is doing, and the pulsing in your core confirms that it is definitely working. Jake had tied half of his hair up to dry, but it still managed to fall in front of his shoulders, hovering just above your face as he leaned over you. 

“You know I’m weak for the ponytail,” you tease, lifting your hand behind his head to tug at his damp hair. 

“I aim to please,” he says with a cocky smile. “You’re such a fucker,” you reply between giggles. You reach up to grasp at his necklaces looping the chains around your fingers.

“And yet, here I am, above you, ready to give you anything and everything.” You know he means it, too. 

“So shut up and fuck me.” You reply simply, challenging him. Wordlessly, his hands fly to your chest, ripping open the one article of clothing that you were wearing: one of Jake’s own button downs. “Looks better on me anyway.” He says between heavy breaths. 

“Shut the fuck up,” you whisper, pulling him into you by the fabric of his shirt. You inhale his scent through the kiss, matching his intensity when you tug at the hem of his shirt to pull it up and over his head, tossing it into the room. He returns to your chest, licking and kissing upon your chest and breasts. Your fingers weave into his hair as he travels down your body. You moan softly as he takes a nipple into his mouth, drawing experimental circles and flicks, gasping when you feel his teeth teasing at your sensitive skin. “Fuck,” you say through gritted teeth. His hands smooth over your sides, landing at the curve of your bare ass as he moves lower and lower. 

He drags himself towards the end of the bed, parting your legs so that he can situate himself in between them. He parts your lips with his thumb and index finger, drawing the flat of his tongue across your skin. You feel yourself flexing your core muscles against his touch. He uses it as motivation to continue, looping his arms around your legs and lowering himself in a more permanent position. This time, his tongue moves in a sweeping pattern, moving slowly at first. He takes his time enjoying the way you taste. You can hear him humming below you and you feel his hot breath as he exhales. You relax against the pillows, closing your eyes. Jake knows how to please you; he is familiar with the things that would excite you, the things that don’t, and how to get you to the very edge of cumming without giving you the satisfaction of actually getting to release. In the moment, it can be very frustrating, but the orgasm was always worth it. Jake works the flat of his tongue against your clit, rubbing in slow circles before moving faster with the very tip of his tongue, flicking back and forth with varying pressure. “Jake, fuck–” you moan, grasping for handfuls of sheets. Jake hums in acknowledgement, returning to the pattern. 

Waking up this morning, you had expected your day to start much differently; Jake was making quick work of changing the outcome of your day. “Just like that,” you moan, your voice sounding much more like a choked whine than you had meant for it to.

 “Feel good, baby girl?” He says, catching his breath. You don’t respond verbally, only nodding your head adamantly, wanting so badly for him to shut up and make you cum right here and now. “Patience,” he responds with a grin. His tongue spirals over and over, switching pace and position, causing your muscles to contract and release almost constantly. You weren’t far from the edge, and you know that he could tell. You both know what is coming next. He directs his attention directly to your clit, sealing his lips around it. He begins to suck and slurp at it, filling the room with obscene noise. It is almost too much to take, and you find yourself tensing your fists so hard that they are beginning to ache. Still buried in your pussy, Jake reaches up to find your hand, freeing it from the sheets and lacing your fingers with his, allowing you to squeeze his hand instead. In a way, you could tell him exactly how he was performing just by how hard you gripped his hand. 

“Oh my God!” You yell, no longer caring about your volume or discretion. “Jake–fuck–just like that!” He sucks harder and harder, letting up just when you are about to cum. You don’t need to tell him, he just knows. Your thighs begin to tremble from the torrent of sensation washing over your body “Jake,” you whine, becoming annoyed when he brings you back down from every single high. You feel him let go of your thigh, but you aren’t prepared when he inserts two fingers inside of you, curling them upward before releasing and repeating the motion. Your body lurches upward, your back arching awkwardly. 

“Holy shit!” You whine, slapping the bed with an open palm. “Jake–don’t stop–please.” Your head begins to pulsate from holding your breath, warning you that the headache is returning. You pay it no mind, at least you earned this one. You expect him to keep teasing you, but to your surprise, you feel his hands grip your ankles, pulling you to the end of the bed. You moan softly as he stops touching you. 

“Remember what I said about being patient? This is what I meant.” You lift yourself on your elbows, watching him undo his belt and drop his pants and boxers to the floor. “Do you want me to finish this the right way?” He asks the question while pumping his cock in his hand, waiting for your answer. “Yes, please,” you whine softly, biting at your bottom lip as you watch him. 

“Nope, you didn’t say it right.” He sighs, continuing to stroke himself. 

“Say what right?” You eye him speculatively, raising an eyebrow to match his challenge. “I know you want to be buried inside of me right now, why are you fucking teasing me, Jake?”

“You’re real cute, Princess. The thing is, you can’t take your eyes off of my cock. You want me to empty myself into you. You want to feel me cum inside of you, you just don’t want to admit it–because if you do, that makes me your…”

You wanted him to stop talking, and fuck you already, but you knew he wouldn’t until you relented. “Just give me what I want and I will make the wait well worth it.” You wanted to argue with him, but your horniness far outweighed your annoyance. “Daddy, please.” The last word flew out of your mouth through gritted teeth. “Please,” You say once more, giving into Jake completely.

Finally, he makes his way back to you, running the tip of his cock through your folds, chuckling. “Just as I thought. Dripping wet,” He runs his fingers through your wetness before inserting them into his mouth. “Just for me.” Finally, he pushes himself into you, earning a gasp from your lips. “Shit,” He mumbles as he exhales. “Always so fucking tight,” He says between soft groans. “I feel you gripping my cock already.” His thrusts are deep and targeted, and you can feel his hips snapping into you each time. Moaning softly, you move your hands to your knees, pulling your legs further apart for Jake. Not fully satisfied, he takes your legs and wraps them around his waist, wrapping arms around your knees. “Much better, baby,” He whispers. You can’t argue; this new angle allows for Jake to make deeper strokes. You busy your hands by moving them up to your breasts, squeezing them as Jake fucks into you. 

“I’ll make you feel good, Princess,” he murmurs, dropping one of your legs to free one of his hands. With his thumb, he begins to rotate circles around your clit. You watch as he leans forward, letting a long string of saliva fall from his lips, connecting with your pussy. “Jake–” You start, but he cuts you off. 

“I know, baby. I know you’re close. Won’t be long now.” Jake uses the flat of his fingertips to clap against your pussy several times before returning to the previous position, except this time pulling one leg onto his shoulder.

 “I’ll get you there, don’t you worry one bit.” With his free hand, he wipes the sweat and stuck-on hair from his face and eyes before resuming his thrusts, this time more forceful and intentional. The lines in his brow are deep, furrowed with concentration. 

“Jake, Please–” you whine, feeling the all-too-familiar sensation swelling within your core. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum–” you groan between labored breaths. Jake takes your announcement as a cue to bring your legs back down, pulling them apart and throwing your hips into his in a savage display. 

“Let me cum with you baby–Deep inside. I want to see it seep out of you. Can you do that?” He groans the words, his chest heaving in and out as he leans over you. His forehead is slick with perspiration, dripping down his cheeks and down his neck. “Yes, Daddy. Cum deep inside me–I’m begging you.” 

You wanted to drain him completely, bending his will to you completely, and you knew that he was just as close as you were to cumming himself. Jake’s expression darkens, his eyes becoming glazed over with pure lust and determination. Your thighs smack against his, each collision becoming closer and closer to one another. You finally give yourself permission to let go when he breaks his stance, leaning over you at an intense angle, grasping wildly for both of your hands. He extends his body forward over yours, reaching his hands over his head with yours. He throws his hips all the way back, his cock almost dropping out of you before driving himself back into you as deeply as possible. An unrestrained yelp escapes from your mouth as Jake throws himself into you for the last time, his body weight pinning you flat against the bed with him lying messily on top of you. Your body trembles through the orgasm, moving and writhing in fits of pleasure. Your head pounds as your body punishes you for not breathing. Sound escapes from your throat, filling the room with choked moans. Jake’s breathing is ragged and shaky, and as he finally cums, low throaty grunts accompany each ejaculant thrust. 

You both lie in contented silence, listening as his breath becomes more regulated with yours. Moments later, he lifts his face from the crook of your neck to simply state. “Not done just yet.” You open your mouth to question him, but his answer is just as immediate by dragging his finger down your lips before pulling himself back down to your pussy. “Sit up against the pillows, baby girl. I want you to watch.” He looks up at you, running his fingertips lazily through your folds. He brings his fingers to his mouth, licking off the wetness. “Mm,” he vocalizes as he swallows, licking his fingers clean. 

“You don’t think I would cum inside of you and not do a good job cleaning up, do you?” The tone of his voice rises at the end, his lips curled in an enthused expression. “Jake,” you attempt, not exactly sure what he was about to do. “Relax, Y/n. And watch. Do what you’re told.” You pull your lips into your mouth, biting down on your skin. How will you get the way that Jake just looked at you out of your brain?

Without a second to waste, Jake dips his fingers into you, curling his fingers up inside before drawing them back out. “Awe, baby. You’re so full of my cum.” He pulls his fingers up in the air and lets you watch his cum run down his hand. As if it couldn’t get any filthier, Jake makes a show of licking all of it off of his hand before returning to your dripping cunt to slurp and lick up every remaining drop of his own release, his tongue rolling and flicking about. ‘Surprise’ wouldn’t even start to serve as the proper word to describe what you’re feeling. The only thing you can do is sit there and watch. When he finally rises from you, he is still smiling, his face flushed with arousal. “If you take care of everyone, who takes care of you, baby? Figured I’d show you how appreciated you are.” He leans over you to place a few final kisses, trailing his way back up your body, landing just below your belly button, above and along your solar plexus before arriving between your breasts. You bring your hands up to his biceps, bringing his attention upward. “Come here,” You whisper. Even though you’re exhausted, you still manage to smirk. “Kiss me, weirdo.” He chuckles, bringing his hands up to fill your face down to his. “Gladly, Princess.”

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