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galene-gothic · 2 months ago

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𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾’𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎

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⊹ ! ೀ Pile 1 ꒱

One thing about your future spouse that you’ll love is how they’ll smell. They might have a woody smell mixed with something sweet but spicy. I’ve noticed that sweet scents are such that they tend to be more of the base scent alongside the woody one. It is going to cause your person to smell scrumptious. I don’t even care if you’re enquiring about a man, they are going to have a certain sweetness in their scent. I do not get the sweetness being overpowering or even obvious but something that is more of a base and can be smelled but the woodiness and spiciness are more noticeable, and apparent. You might be a sucker for sweet scents with a certain richness to them, like you might like vanilla or cocoa butter scents for yourself for example! Some of you could like floral too but I’m getting something richer than that so I can only think of the ones mentioned above. Either way, you’re going to love smelling them. You’re going to feel so greedy and selfish, wanting all of them to yourself to see, smell and touch. You’re going to be physically obsessed with them. It could be that you’re naturally a physical person, doesn’t even have to be sexually or you will be that way after you meet them. However, I am getting you finding them very sexy and wanting to do it all the time but that could simply be for a select few of you who have a high sex drive. Your person is unfortunately making me all smiley, blushing, unable to put my smile down. You’re going to like them so much, you might find yourself naturally reacting in such ways when you see them, even just on the phone. Like, they won’t have to be physically present for you to be attracted to them and feel the chemistry with them. Girl stop! I’m getting you thrusting your hips forward on simply seeing a picture or video of them. Gosh, you’re so down bad and shameless. For many of you, sex might be very important or it might simply be the intimacy that comes with it but you’re going to want to be attracted to your partner even over the years, you’re not going to settle for the “it gets boring after a while” bullshit because you think that relationships and marriage are such that you see the other person handle life, you’re with each other in really intimate ways, you have the knowledge that you have someone to call your own, you have disagreements but hold each other’s best interests at heart, you learn so much from each other, you are two strangers who choose each other and love each other, make each other your family, your life partner despite not sharing the same blood and choose each other again, and again, and that in itself would create a deep intimacy, understanding and love for the other, causing you to only find them more and more attractive over time.

Physical attraction or sex is being emphasised here, even if the other person isn’t physically attractive, you want them to be attractive to you chemically, making your hormones and heart go haywire by simply just their presence causing you to be physically attracted to them. You care about attraction and you’re going to be insanely attracted to them. You’ll honestly find everyone about them attractive, like you’ll want to love them in really nasty and dirty ways, and in really soft and divine ways as well. I’m not sure if I’m expressing it well enough but I do not want to list the nasty things here, it isn’t even just about sex, you’re going to be attracted to them even when they fart or have a morning breath. Don’t even try to deny what I’m going to tell you next, you enjoy clashes, fights or jealousy in your relationships. You feel like it brings the spark back and makes you feel a pulse on the lips, the vertical ones or whatever you possess. With that being said, you’re a very passionate person and partner, and are going to hold sex or physicality to be important, precious, and possibly even sacred, that’s great but you’re going to get very worked up over others possibly being attracted to them. You’re going to find them irresistibly attractive and sexy so you’re going to be upset about how others find them to be such as well. However, you’re going to love bringing it up and receiving assurance from them. I don’t even think that it’s anything toxic, in fact, I’m finding them finding it very funny and annoying too if overdone but still sort of enjoying how much you want them. They’re going to wish that you’d believe them but the truth is, they’d be similar to you, being extremely attracted to you and hence, possessive over you causing them to have their own jealous moments. You might get upset about people looking at them or interacting with them but will prefer self regulating and not letting it get to you (it will have already gotten to you but at least you’ll be trying), you’ll likely find it more maddening to think about their past or if they act out in ways that you think are disrespectful (most of you will overthink a lot at some point but will usually prefer dealing with it by yourself, internally and will never get over it but will still move past it) but your person is going to be like “why were you talking to him smiling so much?” And you might not have any clue what they’re talking about 💀. Someone will eye you and they’ll want to gnaw their eyes out, you’ll be similar too in this regard. “Who are they to look at my wife like that?” You’re going to find this aspect of them to be so sexy as well. Knowing that you’re desired the way you desire. It doesn’t seem to be unhealthy honestly but again I’m a very intense, passionate, jealous and possessive in love too so I shouldn’t pass any judgements here.

‘Jealous’ by Nick Jonas is coming through here “I turn my cheer music up and I'm puffing my chest. I'm getting red in the face. You can call me obsessed. It's not your fault that they hover, I mean no disrespect, it’s my right to be hellish. I still get jealous ‘cause you're too sexy beautiful and everybody wants a taste that’s why, I still get jealous. You’re too sexy beautiful and everybody wants your sex that’s why, I still get jealous.” You both wouldn’t want other people looking at your partner in ways that only you’ll have each other, it seems territorial mostly. Also, if either of you have had a past, that’s going to be enough for you to want to put a gun over your own head and pull the trigger 💀. I’m unfortunately getting explicit messages coming through here. Your relationship could be a very physical and passionate one, the idea of anyone else getting your partner like that is going to just hurt. I personally don’t think it’s toxic because romantic love and sexual relations are the most intimate one can get with anyone so it only makes sense to be slightly upset about your partner sharing something so special with anyone else. I wonder if this jealousy will cause some problems at some point because I am trying to move past it but it comes through again and again but yeah, back to the explicit message that I got earlier. They’re going to ask you to be loud in bed, to speak up and make some noise. “Make some fucking noise, let them hear how good I’m making you feel” is what I heard. You’re going to find them normally cursing to be sexy too. You’re going to feel really safe with them and are going to feel protected. “I have someone who is here for me, someone who’ll stand up for and with me.” I wonder if you’re planning on wearing lingeries for your future partner or have started seeing, or gained interest in slip dresses, lingerie, etc. recently or always have. If so, this is just confirmation that this is your pile. Honestly, your partner could get you these dirty, sexy and pretty things to wear, and the way they’ll eye you will make you weak in the knees. For some of you, not only are they going to have that intense gaze while looking at you in your skimpy clothing but might even have either a full on grin or a smirk that will make you all embarrassed. In fact, they might even say some dirty words, praising or degrading you but you’ll just want to drip on their wood. This is not even my usual language, it’s your energy, don’t get mad at me! One or both of you might make adult jokes or talk in innuendos, it could simply be casual jokes or dirty talking but it’s going to cause you to feel throbbing down there either way xD. I hope that you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading, much love and take care.

⊹ ! ೀ Pile 2 ꒱

You’re going to meet them after a break up or separation. The break up doesn’t have to be recent but it’s going to have put you in a spot where you became scared of love and had love or the desire for it make you feel worthless at some point. You might not actively be in a place where you are avoidant and think of love poorly but the effects of the past could both come up, and subside when you meet your person. You will have a desire for love but you’re also going to fear it and you’re going to have been scorned so you’ll be desiring a very particular kind of a love, and it could be rare to find such a pure and sacred love, you could have heard about how unrealistic it is from others or in small and big ways just realised that it’s not common, it’s not even something most people are aware of or think is possible? You could have seen people talk about hearing people getting cheated on, the first love theory of how people never get over the one that got away, all men or women are the same, etc. So you’ll hold romance to be sacred and also yourself to be such because you’ll have felt so dirty, worthless and used at some point, and will not want to feel that way ever again. You’re going to be trying to convince yourself that you should not have a negative view of love but that the kind of it that you desire might or might not exist, and might or might not find you, and that you need to learn how to accept that you might have to stay single forever and might never such intimacy with anyone. You might or might not actively think about love at the time you’ll meet them but you’ll definitely be trying to build more and more richness in yourself, and your life even without a romantic partner. You’re going to get very close to them, you’re going to develop deep intimacy with them, it’s going to be the kind of love where you’re so smitten that their dreams will be your own, where their happiness makes you happy and you’re just going to be theirs completely. I do not even care if you’re atheist, you are going to be grateful to the divine or just life for the love you’ll have, for the person you’ll have. It is like all your pain, complaints, negativity will be erased because of them. You’re a person who tries to practice love and goodness even without a romantic partner. You know how some people are trying to become rich, good looking or seem good in character only to attract the opposite sex or whoever they are interested in romantically. You’re not one of those people who expect romantic love for being a loving and good person, you in fact want to become this way more and more even if you never find a lover because then you’ll have at least led a good life. If you’re not this way yet, you’re going to have become that way by that time because people, love and romance will have disappointed you enough by then, and you will want to have a good quality of life even if it’s without it. The love you’re going to find in him is going to be exactly the kind you desire. For you, devotion is very important in romance and connections in general.

This is because you are a very devotional person, you find joy in giving your all into just one person who you feel passionate about. The world we live in doesn’t allow you to express your devotion enough because those you meet are not worthy of such devotion so meeting them is going to be so freeing, touching and just a safe haven. You’ll have experienced connections that will have hurt you a lot, you’ll be glad to have gotten out of such stupidity so meeting them knowing what you experienced last time but still choosing to love them and them not disappointing you is going to be enough to make you tearful. You’re going to hold them precious and will value them. You’re going to be so grateful for them like nothing will be able to pull you down because the love you will share with them is going to have you high at all times. “Nothing can bring me down” is the energy that I’m getting from you when you’re in love. When your eyes will meet theirs, you’ll feel like the fragrance of the heavens itself are spilling through. Your love is going to be such, the devotion of your souls to each other’s is going to be such that you’re just going to thank whatever or whoever sent you their way. “What did I do to deserve you?” Is how you’ll feel. When you meet them, you might not be closed off as per say but you might be more focused on other things and your own growth especially after whatever you will have experienced in your past connections, you’re not going to have it in you to deal with certain kinds of people, connections, let alone chase anyone or let anyone consume you. Your person is going to be very persistent with getting you. It’s going to be a “yes or yes?” situation for them. I feel like your person is going to be a bit playful in their approach. Initially, they will obviously not know everything that will have happened in your life and your inner workings but they’re going to have a crush on you, and will want to impress you, and you’ll make them feel all fluttery on the inside, they’ll be able to feel the butterflies in their tummy so they’re going to be smitten by you almost right away. I kept on getting something about the eyes with your reading and I finally understand it, they’re going to love your eyes, might make a comment about it (possibly multiple ones) and they’re always going to be looking at you, like they’ll make it so obvious, I’m not exaggerating here, anyone who looks at them and follows their gaze would know that they’re staring at you. I’m talking about before the both of you get together, because they’ll stare at you a lot, whenever you’ll look at them, your eyes are going to dwell within theirs for a while, further solidifying their attraction and connection to you. Incidents of the past will have affected you very deeply, you’ll have developed deep rooted beliefs that you’re not worthy or attractive enough to be desired, to be wanted right away, to be yearned for deeply, to be pined over. I’m not sure if this has already occurred but something or possibly even multiple situations either already have or will make you feel very worthless, mistreated and worthless. “Am I really that easy to forget and get over?” Is what I heard. I’m not sure what it is but there’s this thing of wanting to be enough for others.

It comes from a wounded place and perspective, an inferiority complex almost. In this lifetime, when you’re younger, you’re going to hold others to a very high regard, often believing that they’re better than you or that their opinions matter more. So you’re going to try different things in hopes of being liked, tolerated and enough but due to how scorned these connections will leave you, you’ll have developed a pretty good perspective of yourself and solid self esteem, you’ll have realised that you’ve always been enough, and valuable but your experiences will still have left scars, they’ll not even be visible to the naked eye for them to see but they’ll still be healing these scars, erasing them until they’re faded, as if they never existed by simply just desiring you. They’ll not even be aware of it, they’ll simply be staring at you because they’ll be attracted to you. Also, they’ll be attracted to you right away, it’s like when they’ll see you their heart will skip a beat, they’ll feel hot around you, it’s like you’ll have started within them, burning away their inhibitions and shame. They’re going to end up thinking about you a lot and just daydreaming, I wouldn’t be surprised if they had literal dreams about you because they’ll surely think of you before bed. Due to the wounds of the past, you do not consider such traumatising and hopeless situations, and feelings to be ‘love’. If you haven’t undergone such situations yet, all the best but again, you’re going to end up with your person so I hope that soothes your heart a little. You’ll consider only them to be ‘love’ because you’re a ‘one and only’ kind of a person. It’s not like you will be lying about it, your world will in fact start with them and end at them because they’ll breathe a new life into you. You’re not going to open yourself to them immediately but are going to express your love for them through your eyes, you will probably not make it as obvious as this person does, you will just look towards them, look at them just a second more than normal and then look away, not wanting to make it obvious. You’re eventually going to melt for their advances, gestures and words. They’ll make you feel so desired, so loved, almost like you’re worshipped. You’re going to find your body opening and melting into their arms, and body. Your sense of peace is going to be in them, in their breath. You’re going to greatly care about their health because you’re not going to know what you’d do without them. Well, you’d be self sufficient and lead a good life even without them but now that you’ve met them, it’s going to be depressing to imagine a life by yourself. You’re not going to be able to stay apart from each other, it simply won’t be possible. You’ll find them to be the most attractive and intoxicating so well, I do not even have to list individual qualities. This is the kind of love most people are not even able to imagine, let alone understand or receive but you’ll have it, you’ll experience it and you’re going to be grateful for it, wholeheartedly. I hope that you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading, much love and take care.

⊹ ! ೀ Pile 3 ꒱

There are two groups here, one group is a bit depressive and melancholic, the other has the mindset that we have one life and we should have fun instead of letting the heaviness of it get to us. I wouldn’t be surprised if many of you have had phases of both or somehow manage to be both ways but moving onto what you’re going to find attractive about your future spouse, their authenticity is going to be something very admirable and striking to you. They’re going to bring out a very childlike and fun, yet sensitive and innocent side of you. When they’ll enter the room, even if you haven’t gotten to the point of relationship or dating yet, you’re going to know that it’s going to be much more fun than it would be without them. The energy that I’m getting here is an innocent crush but a lifelong one. You might not even have gotten that deep yet in the physical world and might have a more fun dynamic initially but it’s like they’ll be seeing right through the heart of you. You’re going to feel like family to each other almost right away. You’re going to find your walls crumbling down with the strength of what you’ll feel for them. You’re not going to be willing to change yourself for them and it’s going to be their authenticity that will have this effect on you. It would be very difficult to get the real you before you meet them because before you meet them, you’re going to be trying on different personas and ways of life, however on meeting them you’re going to want to be seen authentically and also simply just lead a life that is true to you, to live as the person that you truly are. You’re going to love feeling like they’re changing you as a person but it’s also going to be scary. You’re going to start wanting to share a life with them but will feel really insecure because they’ll be true to themself while you’re not so you’re going to feel like they’re not going to want you. I wouldn’t be surprised if your pile has a temporary separation but that’s not going to be the case for many of you. You’re going to be a manic pixie dream girl to them. They’re going to find you unpredictable and very hyper fun, someone who’s gestures are exaggerated but will also see your softer, more vulnerable sides and they’re going to be shy when it comes to you. They’ll have just as much of a crush on you as you will on them but you’ll give them many mixed signals due to your own insecurities and the way they’ll be making you feel, and in turn, they’ll have mixed feelings towards you and will act accordingly. I’m genuinely getting both parties not being able to handle this situation well but they’re going to touch you very deeply without even a solid relationship being formed. You’re going to see them as a larger than life person who’s going to be forever young and works hard, plays hard, someone who’s just living life well. In this world where everything is so digital and artificial, most people are lonely, depressed and miserable because no one seems to understand quality time anymore, no one seems to have a life or love that is full of activities, you’re going to find the way they’ve managed to have an actual life to be really attractive. You’re going to separate but even after you do, you’re going to hold a lot of love for them. You’re going to be unable to forget their voice or the way they made you feel. At some point, you’re not going to be all up in your feelings anymore but are still going to have them in the back of your mind or thoughts of them will just come up and you’ll realise that you haven’t forgotten their manner of speaking yet. During this separation, you’re going to be mad at them, wondering if they just didn’t return your feelings.

However, gestures don’t lie and you’re going to believe that they did feel at least a little something but you’re going to be deeply grateful towards them despite the resentments here and there. You’re going to find yourself speaking about them a lot after you meet them even after the separation. Eventually, there’s going to be this thought of “what if they never felt the same way?” So as your emotions aren’t as fresh anymore, you’ll stop talking about them as much until it is gone almost completely, you will still think about them and pretty actively but despite the knowledge that you grew a lot thanks to them, there’s also going to be this thought of how you were left behind by them. ‘Co2’ by Prateek Kuhad is the energy that I’m getting here. “Maybe it’s the way that you can see what I’m missing, what I can never be. I just wanna feel like I deserve you ‘cause you deserve me” and “I couldn't say ‘I need you’ on that night when you left and I lost all track of time. I just want you close so I can feel you. Can you feel me? And nothing says ‘I love you’ like the words that were never said, but could be heard. If only there was peace around us, baby. You would hear me and maybe it's the way that lovers do. I just want for me what I want for you. Only with the sun above us maybe you would see me and even if you leave, I may be fine ‘cause my heart, it has its own design.” You’re not going to know if you feel grateful for having met them and grown so much or if you are resentful due to the fact that they could stay away from you, that they could leave you, forget you, move on without you or if they just never felt anything and it was just all in your head. The last one is going to be something that your memory of their actions will prove false but the possibility of it is always going to be there so it’s going to be complicated honestly. For some of you, it could be something like they dated people during the separation and you’ll feel like it isn’t respectful to you, that you should not let them in but there’s also going to be the knowledge that you handled things very immaturely in the past. You’ll have yearned for them, cried over them, questioned their feelings and intentions, gotten over them, all of that so you’ll not be sure if it’s worth it to entertain them but you’ll inevitably melt at some point when you run into each other and reconnect. You’ll have missed them a lot and you’ll realise it when you see them, you’ll be really happy to see them after so long but you’ll also know that you’re unsure about what ever is the reality of the connection. For those of you who watch bollywood movies or are indian, you’ll have gotten over your ‘Geet in Shimla’ phase by yourself so you’ll know that you can live without them and happily but you’ll still have missed them, and will have unresolved soft as well as hard feelings towards them. You’ll still not be willing to initiate anything towards them because you’ll feel bitter about how they moved on without you and would have probably never reached out to you if you didn’t run into each other. In fact, despite melting on the inside, you’re going to re-solidify yourself and be sort of reserved from them at least emotionally, you’ll be reminding yourself that you can’t enter the place that you worked so hard to get out of. They’re going to have missed you a lot as well so they’re going to prove their devotion towards you. They’re going to decide that they’re going to lose either way, in one way at least they’ll have tried, they’ll know that they majorly sacrificed by letting you go and were clueless about it back then due to the overwhelm, emotional deflection or/and immaturity but aren’t going to be willing to let that happen again.

When you reconnect, they’re going to find themself acting like a different version of them, one that they were with you, all the feelings that never truly left are going to come back to them and they’re going to realise that they’ve either already lost you or are going to if they don’t take action. You’re not going to be available for them because you’ll be scared of things going the same way again. You will have matured, changed and grown, you’ll have become more yourself than you’ve ever been, and they’ll have played a major part in helping you get there but ironically they’ll not have any of you, there will be no space for them in your life. You’ll still feel softly towards them but the fear is going to be there. You’re going to be so familiar to them but will have no time for them. You might try to avoid them by saying “I’m busy” or “I was at work”, etc. It’s going to be very hard for you because you’ll have a massive crush on them but you’ll still be pushing yourself to do it, to have some self respect and act like it. They’re going to find you and your connection to be precious, they’re going to be hopeful despite the distance and separation that you’ll have undergone. They’ll try to make plans and will try to pursue you. They’ll feel like home to you but with that there will come a feeling of vulnerability, a fear of getting hit where it hurts most. They’re going to treat you like family. Despite being someone who’s authentic to themself and having an active life because they’re the type to make the most out of their life, be productive and keep themself busy, they’re going to not have lost their soft spot for you but you not wanting to get played will still try to avoid them for a while. They’ll be persistent and the fact that they built a home with you despite being charismatic enough to have anyone they want and always being on the go will be something that you’ll love about them. They’re really going to have to win you over because you’re not going to let yourself melt right away. They’re going to support you through a lot and will be a friend, and confidant above just a romantic partner. You’re going to find their unabashed way of being themself, expressing themself and going after what they want to be attractive. You’re also going to find the way they make you feel and change you as a person to be attractive because while you may be mad at them for leaving you behind, you truly needed the space to grow by yourself at that time. You’re going to find their persistence after you reconnect and the way they treated you like family right from the start and the way they could just see right through you to be very attractive. I’m pretty sure even throughout the marriage, you’re going to find many new appealing qualities that they possess but it’s this that the spirit wanted to get to you today. Well, to put it quite plainly, you’re going to find all of them to be very attractive but the intense and dramatic ‘the notebook’ coded storyline is going to add more of a theatrical feature to the mix xD. You’re going to have the biggest crush on them even throughout the marriage, you’ll feel your heart flutter in your chest at the mere sight of them despite knowing that they have a receded hairline and wrinkles on their face. You’re going to be like “OH MY GOD, HE HEARD ME! OH MY GOD, HE KNOWS MY NAME!” As if you’re not literally married to them. I hope that you enjoyed it. While they’re pursuing you, they’re going to show you through their words and actions that their love for you is unwavering. Like, they’ll not be able to imagine anyone except you as their spouse and they’ll show it. You’d not settle for anything lesser than this anyway. Thank you for reading, much love and take care.

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merakiui · 3 months ago

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I’m gonna need an entire fic (mera length one shot) about skully and cemetery sex I AM NOT WELL

Maybe it’s a soft noncon/dubcon

- jelly (tossing and turning in my own grave, just hoping for a little skully to bring me warmth joy)

>:) putting that on my list of Skully concepts to inevitably write because oooooo cemetery sex is so scrumptious. Soft non-con but with the added horror of Skully, who already dug a plot for the both of you to lie in when he kills you and then himself in a romantic murder-suicide. Do you see the vision!!! Something something your boyfriend who you didn't realize was so messed up and genuinely creepy and obsessed, and now he's rambling on about the most insane things... T_T so soft with you, kissing your tears away, as he fucks you in that cold, grimy hole in the ground and promises you it won't hurt.

With this, you'll be together forever in death!! There's no need to struggle so much. He understands how appealing it is. After all, he really wants to tie your souls together right this very second, but before that he must love you in every conceivable way (physically first). Then you'll have an eternity to spend cherishing one another. So just be patient with him, dear. <3

#twisted chit chat #jelly anon #n/sfw #tw: noncon #'mera length oneshot' is very fun wording because it can either be anywhere from under 5k to 10k+ words to nearly 50k if i'm crazy enough #ohhh skully you are simply the best >w<

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ciinnddinn · 8 months ago

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Was scrolling on Twitter and i saw this picture and I’m going absolutely F E R A L for it rn. This picture is so delicious🥰🩵

THE HAND ON HIS CHIN. HIS LIPS. THE BLUR.

ABSOLUTELY SCRUMPTIOUS

The fact that its been like two months since bucktommy started and im still OBSESSED. They are giving me LIFEEEEE.

I hope everyone enjoys this picture as much as i do💟

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This is the link for the tweet where i found it.

#911 abc #tommy kinard #bucktommy #buck x tommy #evan buckley #tevan #buck tommy #911 show #kinley #evan buckley x tommy kinard #tommy kinard x evan buckley #evan buck buckley #evan tommy #tommybuck

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kiwiandmint · 1 month ago

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obsessed with the way u draw kim dokja, love ur art!! its just so scrumptious to my eyes (and heart) ♡♡

have a great day!!

Thank you so much anon!! ^_^ I’m glad you like how I draw KDJ. He is fun to draw!

#kiwimint ask

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daydreams-after-dark · 2 months ago

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For ur bday month requestttttt 🤍

My biggest fantasy rn is to have a threesome w Chan and Hyunjin like I literally need them to DESTROYYY me and my insides 🫠 like just imagine: you have your face down and ass up, arching ur back like a cat while Chan is ravaging your pussy from behind (and u literally look so fucked out bc of your previous orgasms, you have tears in your eyes and your lipstick is a mess) and hyunjin is fucking your mouth so so hard while grabbing your hair and giving you some face slaps. Chan keeps on saying all sorts of things like “such a nasty whore for us, isn’t that right, baby? Look at you, ure all needy and whiny, just for us” 😵‍💫

Once they both cum, Chan decides to pull out just to see his cum drip out of you and tells hyunjin to fuck it in again 🫠🫠 so hyun scoops the cum w his tip and fucks it deep into your cunt while telling you what a pathetic cum dump ure for them, and u can’t even say anything bc u keep on letting out whines and little cries bc of how overstimulated u are, and also bc channie keeps on touching your tits just to make u feel even more used 😩 once they’re done w that, they both kiss u and tell u what a good girl you’ve been for them 😵‍💫

I need them so badly omfg-

part of #sorshas birthday month submissions

MDNI // 18+

You’ve spoiled me 😍😘

This was… scrumptious!

There’s something so hot about creampies for me right now. Like I’m obsessed with them. Just messy cum in general.

I can imagine that although Hyunjin is fucking it back into your cunt, there’s still so much dripping down your inner thighs. It’s smeared all over your ass too, with Hyunjin rubbing it everywhere as he squeezes and gropes it.

Uhhh 🫠😵‍💫 and the way they are just brutally fucking you from both ends too… oh and face slaps!!!! Clenching!!!

Yep… creampies, groping, slapping (especially the face or tits), and some dirty talk …… I’m in horny heaven!!!

Also… I feel like hyunjin is so long he reaches so deep, while channie stretches you out so good. Imagine channie in your pussy and hyunjin in your ass at the same time.

Everyone. Homework: go imagine this entire scenario 🥵💦

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IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH - DECEMBER

Hey my beautiful friends! I have an announcement / request.It's my birthday month, and I am opening up the ask box (even though it was never closed), for something a little bit different.

Instead of you sending in fic / scenario requests (which you still can regardless of this), I am requesting YOU to send ME your naughtiest thoughts or fantasies about your bias.

Like, what are your most filthy thoughts? What would you let them do to you? What do you want to do to them? Is there a particular theme that really gets you wet or hard? (like me and alien Han)? Or, what's a kink you didn't know you had until you started reading smut (like me and Han with 2 dicks - it doesn't have to be realistic)?

You don't even have to be involved! It could be you really love imagining two of the guys (or more) together. I know you have filthy minds and are horny little things.

Hit me with what you've got. Also... of course you can submit anonymously... that way you hopefully won't hold back.

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#skz smut #skz imagines #hyunjin smut #Chan smut #sorshas birthday month #after dark ask box

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the-lesbian-orpheus · 9 months ago

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This is so good

every whizzer outfit !!

#i’m obsessed #ur art style is so scrumptious #and I love him #it’s perfect #beautiful #falsettos #whizzer brown #whizzer falsettos #falsettos 2016 #save for later #art save for later

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a-tato-box · 2 months ago

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hi i’m absolutely obsessed with your art and AUs, do you have an ao3? I’d love to read any fic by you if you do have one! the way you draw and characterize everyone is scrumptious

also, i hope your wrist feels better soon! no worries on having to take a break at all :)

I do have ao3, but have not posted any of my Gravity Falls fics on there just yet because I am very busy at work at the moment 😔 once i am able to get a bit of breathing room, i will post the multiversal multivitamins oneshot and chapter 1 of the collapsing vectors AU, though! thank you so much for your kind words and well wishes!!!🧡🧡🧡

#gravity falls #tato says things #collapsing vectors au

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littlemessyjessi · 1 month ago

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"To Woo A Warrior": A Holiday Hobbit Imagine: Dwalin Fundinson

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A Holiday Hobbit Imagine

Dwalin Fundinson x Reader, Plus Size Reader, PS Reader, Human Reader

Warnings: Middle Earth in and of itself? This is post BOTFA . HOWEVER, we’re rewriting it in which I’ve chosen to keep the line of Durin alive because I don’t want to bawl my eyes out this holiday season. That’s the joy of fanfiction and writing it myself. I can do what I want.

Use of Y/N because we’ll all be lucky to see this if I stop to figure out a character. For those of you who are still waiting for Thorin and Fawn’s story… I’m sorry. It’s coming. I just… got stuck in world building mode. *cowers in writer’s shame*. Back to Dwalin and this fic though.

TBH… this is loosely based on a story I’ve written for Dwalin but I just haven’t had the confidence to post.

Fem Identifying Reader just cause I wanted to. If that causes gender dysphoria for you, hey, please take care of yourself. No hard feelings if you scroll on. Totally fine. I just like writing a fem Y/N a lot of the time because I love writing women because women are awesome.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the works of Tolkien or his characters. I just own my own characters, my writing and such.

Additionals: If you are under 18, listen. I love you. I wish you well. A very Happy Holidays. However, this would be the time for you to leave. My page is not for you until you reach a certain age. Sorry but it’s not. Love you but shoo. But also be kind to yourself, remember to drink water and do something nice for you today. Tootles, though.

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The markets of Dale were bustling and busy as ever.

The morning was crisp and a certain cheer seemed to saturate the very air itself.

Winter Solstice drew closer and closer every day, urging the citizens of Erebor and Dale to leave the cozy warmth of their homes and venture to the markets.

Delightful trinkets and trades laid out just waiting to catch your eye and make you think of the perfect recipient.

This morning was no different but the buttery sweet scent of star bread cut through that crisp cool mountain air that morning and a certain Captain of the Guard was all but paralyzed in fear.

Dwalin knew that no one else made star bread that smelled like that.

Y/N.

A very talented baker who lived in the city of Dale… though she frequented the halls of Erebor so much that she might as well have lived there.

This was, in part, because of Thorin.

He sought out her services on a fairly regular basis because, frankly, Bilbo Baggins had a remarkably large appetite for such a small creature.

It had nothing to do with those little blackberry and brie swirls of bread, fruit and cheese that danced on his taste buds as if his very ancestors came to bless him.

Most certainly not.

It was just because the hobbit had an insatiable appetite and a seemingly endless cavernous void for a stomach.

Bilbo was very much aware of Thorin and his pride.

And he let him keep it because Thorin’s borderline obsession with blackberries actually served to further his matchmaking tendencies.

You see, the baker, Y/N was a lovely woman who Bilbo had spent many an afternoon tea with at this point.

A delightfully charming creature with a wonderfully surprising duality.

The woman could throw together a handful of anything and turn it into something scrumptious…. and that was high praise coming from a hobbit.

However, she also seemed to have a penchant for weapons.

He’d seen the impressive set of kitchen knives … and the endless array of weapons that seemed to produce from seemingly no where.

Bilbo swore that she and Fili would have a grand old time speaking of weapon concealment if he could ever get her out of the kitchen and Fili out of council meetings.

But back to how Y/N came to Dale.

After Smaug the slughead had been slain a relative had sent word.

Her ancestors who had lived there previously had long since passed many years ago.

However, it was a great surprise to her when she received word from her cousin, Bard.

She’d been to Dale only once before and it was directly after the passing of his wife.

Dale was struggling as were all its inhabitants.

Suddenly, Bard had lost the love of his life, his partner and was left to care for their little ones alone…. and unable to do so because he could not leave them.

Sigrid and Bain were still quite small and Tilda was just a newborn.

It was an impossible situation.

He couldn’t leave them alone to care for themselves but if he didn’t leave for work they would all starve.

He’d sent word to his nearest kin… all of which rejected him by claiming they had their own problems.

Y/N, who’d barely been out of adolescence herself at the time, wrote back and told him that she’d only just turned sixteen but that she’d had plenty of experience in caring for children, keeping house and plenty of other things.

And most importantly, she said she’d come and help.

He’d been a bit hesitant because it seemed she was still a child herself and that seemed like another mouth to feed and care for.

However, he was desperate and sixteen was old enough to be in charge and look after the others.

He’d wrote her back in thanks and acceptance.

Imagine his surprise, when she showed up by the next full moon with a wagon of supplies.

He learned that she was a highly resourceful creature and given the right equipment and ingredients… could make delicacies that brought many a man to his knees.

What had surprised him was how she managed to evade the shake down upon entering.

He learned just exactly why the next time Alfrid saw her in public.

The man had apologized profusely and ran the other way.

When Bard had asked her about it, she’d given him a vague answer involving a frying pan and a battle axe.

He hadn’t questioned her about it since.

She stayed with the family for a few years and when Tilda, who’d been a baby when she came, reached five years of age… another family member wrote to her asking for help.

A cousin of her father’s had lost a child and succumbed to the darkness of it herself.

The father had followed after her in heartbreak.

Understandable, but it had left the twins without anyone to look after them.

And they were only seven.

It had broken her heart to leave the family she’d come to know in Dale.

Bard’s as well.

She’d come to be like a younger sister to him rather than a cousin.

He hated to see her go but understood that the twins had needed her more than they did now and so she left.

It had been many, many moons since they’d seen her.

They’d received the occasional letter from their Y/N but had not seen her in years.

However, when Smaug had been slain and Erebor restored… Dale had flourished and her cousin, Bard, was now the King.

Of course, all those family members he’d reached out to before came in droves then but they mattered not.

He hadn’t been heartless about it but they hadn’t been the ones he had missed.

When his duties as King only increased, he found himself with less and less time for his children.

They understood, of course, and they were well looked after… but he knew what was missing.

So he finally wrote to his cousin, Y/N, asking for her help once again.

She was there once again by the next full moon.

Though this time, it hadn’t been needed; she arrived again with a wagon of supplies.

She had been embraced by Bard and the children once again.

Auntie Y/N had returned to them.

Upon remembering how wonderful her baking had been, he’d immediately offered her a job as the royal baker.

She’d accepted the frilly title but in reality she much preferred her old apron that had been worn soft with age.

Bard had provided her with a room and kitchen of her own and that’s where she really created her magic.

Sure, she worked in the kitchens where she was in charge of the feasts and delicacies and every other ridiculous thing one could think of when it came to food.

But where she found her joy was on the days of the market where she sat up a little stall with her wonderfully charming little treats.

They weren’t over the top in design.

Simple but pretty and the taste always felt like a warm hug.

Her prices were fair and she always gave samples.

Bard had assured her that she didn’t need to, as he’d buy her whatever she wanted.

She had thanked him but informed him that she enjoyed it and to let her be for she was far more pleasant to be around when she was happy than not.

Bard, who had been married to a woman for years, understood that that roughly translated to, “Bard, thank you but mind your own business. I need a project to keep me from overthinking everything. Either this can be my project or annoying the ever living hell out of you can be my project. Take your pick.”

He chose wisely and didn’t question her again.

Fortunate that he didn’t because it was for this very reason that led her to Dwalin Fundinson.

Or rather, led him to her.

You see, Dwalin had a sweet tooth about as big as his arm and when word spread about the new royal baker and her amazing creations… he’d been intrigued.

When Bilbo returned to the castle with two guards carrying boxes upon boxes of them… it got his attention.

When Thorin nearly had a stroke over a blackberry pastry and suddenly had to place an order from the woman every few days… Well honestly he hadn’t been surprised by that one.

His cousin had a serious problem with blackberries that he really thought he might need to see someone about.

Gold sickness looked like a jealous pouty child compared to what Thorin Oakenshield looked like when there were blackberries to be had.

However, one day Bilbo decided that he was going to the market and Dwalin, having had enough of listening to stuffy council meetings all day, volunteered to be his personal escort.

Bilbo was happy to have the company of his dear friend and they set out to the city of Dale.

Bilbo drug Dwalin all over the market looking for this vegetable or that fruit or that jam or those herbs but he didn’t mind.

The fresh air did him well.

Dwalin did not miss hardship in the slightest but occasionally he did miss the freedom of his old life.

The simplicity of it.

For example, a lot of peace can come to the mind when doing something as simple but useful as sharpening your blades.

‘Maybe a new whetstone…’ he thought to himself as he caught sight of a stall ahead.

Bilbo, having already followed his gaze in that incredibly observant way of his, simply waved him off and told him that he would be right here looking at honey for quite some time.

Dwalin had laughed for he knew just how long the hobbit could spend deciding on honey.

He’d nearly watched Kili explode out of impatience once when Thorin set the young dwarrowman to be Bilbo’s guard as a punishment for falling asleep during a council meeting.

Bilbo, the mischievous little creature that he was, actually took the opportunity to ask about every. single. honey infusion available.

It had taken hours and Kili nearly lost his mind.

So he felt assured that the hobbit would be just fine for him to peruse the stall and check out the new wares.

Dwalin spent some time looking at the stones as well as a bit of time eyeing some new polishing cloths.

However, his mind was clouded in a haze as the scent of buttery, sugary sweetness filled his nose.

“Hello, Mr. Kaznia. How are you today?”

“Quite well, Miss Y/N. And yourself?”

“Lovely actually. I love it when the air is a bit crisp like this.” “Oh aye. It’s coming strong off the mountain today. Probably a fair bit of wind coming.”

“I hope so.” she giggled.

“You hope for wind?” the dwarrowman asked with a laugh.

“Oh definitely!” she said. “I sleep best with a bit of cool air. I’m no fun when I’m too warm. A bit too stuffy and I become right unpleasant.”

“Oh, Miss Y/N. I’ve never seen you be unpleasant a day in your life.”

“Well, Mr. Kaznia, you haven’t known me my whole life either… nor have you been round when I’ve just woken in the morning.” she said. “Let me tell you. Perhaps, the lot of you should have loosed me into the mountain on the great slug when I’ve just woken and there’s no tea to be had. According to Bard, I am quite the fire breathing beast when there’s no tea.”

Dwalin couldn’t help it and he laughed a bit.

However, he’d gotten a first hand account of Smaug and was well aware of Bard and his … Bardness.

“You must be tha’ cousin then.” Dwalin said. “The wee fancy baker that's the cause o’ me cousin’s blackberry addiction.”

She turned to face him fully and his breath caught in his chest as he looked at her.

She was a beauty absolutely ridden with a soft fullness that had him absolutely enchanted.

“You must be a cousin of King Thorin then.” she smiled.

“Aye. Dwalin.” he said with a bow. “At your service.”

She gave him a kind smile, “Y/N. At yours. Charmed to meet you, Master Dwalin.”

It was there that began the very long and drawn out game of cat and mouse between Dwalin and Y/N.

And subsequently the testing of every last nerve that Bilbo Baggins had in his possession.

For months, the two of them did this song and dance.

Sometimes they met at the market at the stall where they first met.

Sometimes Dwalin hand delivered Thorin’s latest order.

Sometimes she slipped a tiny star bread into his hands as she passed him while she hand delivered the order to Erebor.

Over time the both of them just kept making excuses to see one another … and yet neither would make a move.

Bilbo was about to lose his patience.

But that day, on yet another cool crisp market day… with Winter Solstice drawing near… the pair of them set out to find one another again.

Bilbo had had just about enough and he was about ready to take matters into his own hands.

It had been months, nearly a year, and no progress had been made.

He knew and if neither one of them would make a move… he was going to make it for him.

He was so sick of dwarvish courting customs and human wooing.

Hobbits had their own ways of course but this was simply ridiculous.

He set off to grab Dwalin by that mangled ear of his and drag him to Y/N if he had to.

However, upon nearing that little stall… the hobbit halted in place.

There they were strolling through the market.

Dwalin happily munching away on a massive star bread in his hand.

Y/N gleefully clutching a shiny new axe in hers.

And their free hands entwined together swinging between them.

The hobbit tilted his head, a funny little smile on his face.

It seemed that Miss Y/N knew exactly the way to woo a warrior.

It wasn’t how he thought this would go but he was happy nonetheless.

He nodded to himself, thumbs tucked under his suspenders in contentment until…

“Miss Y/N!”

Bilbo nearly jumped out of his skin when Thorin lumbered past him towards the pair of them.

“I heard you had blackberry bread today at your stall. How many more do you have? I will buy them all.”

Bilbo sighed and turned his face to the heavens.

“Yavanna, help me.” he said in exasperation, “Thorin, come back here!”

Thorin did not, in fact, come back there.

Bilbo did have to chase him down.

Dwalin never stopped eating his star bread and Y/N simply laughed at scene before here.

This blackberry obsessed dwarf being chased by a tiny meddlesome hobbit.

She turned her gaze to her own dwarf, “Dwalin, love?”

“Hmm?” he asked, licking his fingers along with the last of his treat.

“On a scale of one to ten-”

“Ten.”

“What?”

“Tha’ was a ten, lass. Best one yet.”

“Well, thank you, sweetheart but that wasn’t what I was going to ask you.”

“Ok, ten again.”

“What this time?” she giggled.

“Yer definitely a ten in mah book, love.” he said with a bit of a smirk.

“Smooth.” she said, hand reaching to smooth over the top of his head. “But not that either.”

“Alright. What is it then?”

“On a scale of one to ten, what would I have to do to get you to help me make a certain dwarf king and a certain hobbit to admit their very obvious feelings to one another?” she said.

“Ah, lass. Let them be in their own time.” he groaned.

“I will make you a yule log cake, cranberry creme puffs and star bread.” she said. “As well as kisses and canoodling.”

Dwalin chuckled, “Ye had me at cake, lass, but I’ll definitely be taking everything from cake to canoodling.”

“Good.” she said with a nod before pulling him into the bushes. “Let’s have dessert first then.”

His eyes lit up, “Oh? Ye got more treats you been keeping from me, lass? Where are these secret treasures?”

She gave him a smirk of her own, “The cakes come later, love. They’ll take time to make. However, I can make good on my offer of kisses and canoodling right now.”

The two of them shared a massive grin before the sweetest of kisses... a lots of canoodling.

Miss Y/N certainly knew how to woo a warrior.

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Hello, loves! I hope you enjoy this holiday content!

Hope ya’ll are having a great day!

Love you.

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rubywingsracing · 10 months ago

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Im a mutherfuckin Starboooy

Charles and Charlie ❤️🌟

The star boys! I previously drew Lewis with Franklin so doing this one seemed perfect <3

#charlie brown #peanuts #fan art #f1 #drawing #f1 art #formula 1 #formula one fanart #f1 fanart #charles leclerc fanart #charles leclerc #ate this up #I’m obsessed #so pretty aaaah #delicious scrumptious om nom nom

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running-with-kn1ves · 1 year ago

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PUNISHMENT: A Reward

A/N: Decided to name our ‘PUNISHMENT’ fic boy Malachi, lemme know if this is a win or a fat L my scrumptious pogchamps. ALSO happy valentines day! (Posting this early let me be)

CW: Toxic relationship, possessive/obsessive behavior, suggestive themes, mentioning future seggsual acts/fantasies

Synopsis: Out on a group date for Valentine's Day with your possessive, jealousy-ridden boyfriend is never a good idea, especially when he finds the special surprise you’re wearing for him.

“Hrmm… seems like they have a lot of Valentine's themed stuff on the menu.”

“Well it IS the season! No other reason for it being so packed in here...” One of your friends across the table perked up, slightly annoyed at the stuffy atmosphere.

She was right, every table was filled, every booth full of chattering couples or first blind dates, even double or thruple dates just like the one you were on.

You were lucky your friend's boyfriend had managed to snag this place a week in advance, else you might be thigh to thigh with everyone else in a tinier booth. Ha, as if YOUR boyfriend would allow that; you'd probably be on the edge of the shared booth seat, nearly falling off just to save you from being ‘too close’ to anyone else, even your own friends.

“Annoying… I don't get why going out on Valentine's Day is so important, what happened to dates in the privacy of your own home.” Said the devil you were thinking of, that comment nudging to how he was far more in favor of spending a “romantic” evening home alone with you instead of being here with your two friends and their spouses.

“Awe, is puppy dog Malachi upset he has to share? We planned this weeks in advance, so suck it up, we have a right to see OUR friend tonight.” That same friend hissed.

Your other friend nodded. He would’ve added on, if it weren’t for the death stare your boyfriend was currently drilling into everyone else across the table. You hadn’t been out in a group setting like this in… who knows how long.

“Oh, really? Don’t fucking--”

“C’mon you guys,” You grabbed onto Malachi’s thigh, a tight squeeze making him stop in his angry tracks to look down.”I’m here right now, shouldn’t we be catching up, not fighting? I missed you, missed this.”

Your sincerity seemed to ease them up, a flash of contrition on your female friend’s face. She hated your boyfriend, clearly, wearing a scowl when she turned back to Mr. moody himself. He rested his face on his palm, looking at the other couples every now and again, always keeping a short glance at you out of the corner of his eye to make sure you weren’t having too much fun.

One of the spouses --you had forgotten the name of by now after the evening’s short introductions-- had begun talking, complaining about coworkers or customers, one or the other.

Wow, has it been so long that your friends have completely different lives now, new people that they spend their time with that you weren’t even told about? Well, its not like you’ve exactly been open to receiving that kind of news, or able to be, with so little time to make phonecalls lately, your phone always seeming to disappear, phone numbers no longer existing in your contacts… it was truly a miracle you managed to have this outing, and Malachi thought so too.

“I swear if she prods at me again,” Your jealous guard dog of a boyfriend started, hand clenching the red, heart-embroidered table cloth.

“Take it easy, okay? I know you don’t want to be here but-- just do it a little longer, for me. Thats what we agreed, right?”

You took his hand in yours, bringing up his clenched fist to your lips. You thanked the skies that physical affection always seemed to drown out his fiery temper. You wondered how much longer that’d last.

“Fine. But I can’t stand looking at them anymore, come ‘ere.” Malachi patted his thigh, hands moving to your hips to help bring you to your new seat.

“Seriously? We’re in a.. A nice restaurant, with my friends--”

He gave you a knowing look, one that said ‘if you don’t listen, i’ll drag your ass back to the car without the pleasure of friendly goodbyes.’

You didn’t know if you could handle the embarrassing shit he put you through anymore. It tested the strength of your will and the integrity of your soul at this point.

You did as he demanded, slowly making your way to sit on the edge of his lap. Most of those around you didn’t seem to notice, an occasional glance looking to see what you were doing, but ultimately going back to the lively story of one of the nameless significant others. You tried to hover above him, afraid to fully commit to sitting down on top of him, but a small ‘what are you doing’ and forced downward push of your hips made your butt make soft contact with his lap.

“That’s right… that’s better.” He cleared his throat, putting one arm around your waist and the other on your knee. You directly blocked his view, your boyfriend not moving to see the rest of the group, instead leaning against you like a perfectly shaped body pillow.

“Can’t you atleast act normal? Don’t you have any shame around other people,” You whispered, knowing that one of your friends was reading the uncomfortable expression on your face and was in turn, giving a similar expression of discomfort.

“Hey, you know how bad I can be, this isn’t even the worst of it. You want me to really embarrass you?”

A waiter broke the quiet spat you were having with him, asking if you’d like another drink. He didn’t acknowledge the man behind you, either out of not seeing him or to purposefully avoid the dark eyes digging into his soul behind your shoulder.

You croaked out a polite “yes please,” looking for your friend’s fellow responses. They all answered in kind, the waiter scurrying away to another busy set of tables.

Malachi scoffed, coiling around you tighter.

“D’you see that? I knew we shouldn’t have come out here, in front of prying eyes… bet he’s hit on every other pretty thing he’s seen walk in here, so don’t get any ideas.”

You almost turned around to gawk at your boyfriend, such an insensitive and insecure string of words wounding you.

“I would never..”

You almost let him ruin the rest of your evening, the dreadful pit of wanting to go home entering your tired mind. But you promised yourself you’d try to make an effort in repairing your friendships, attempting to memorialize your friend’s smiles and laughs, trying to come up with the names of their spouses you had just heard a half hour ago. If you wouldn’t see them again for a while, atleast you could have this.

And with the two-second memory your boyfriend often displayed,(except for when it came to your “betrayals”) he was enamored with something new.

“Oh, what do we have here…” Malachi tip-toed down the elastic waistband of your pants, looking at the lacey red lingerie underneath. It wasn’t hard to spot, not when it was a drastic change from your usual tame undergarments. Well, tame for him, he had seen them all at this point.

You wouldn’t have noticed his prodding peculiarity if it weren’t for that worrying heightened pitch in his voice, one that always started trouble. Fingers nipping your tummy and around your wrist weren’t unusual, you had become accustomed to it from how he pawed at you at home, never seeming satisfied, but this, wasn’t the usual lack of personal space.

“Hey! You weren’t supposed to see that.” You slapped his hand away, having which already gotten a full touch of the goods you were hiding.

“What is that supposed to mean--” Malachi started, and you knew he was about to expect the worst. You shut him up as fast as you could.

“It’s supposed to be for tonight, idiot!” You whispered with a harsh tone, starting to get fed up with his childish reactions, which always seemed to jump to conclusions. “...Did you forget that it’s Valentine’s day or what?”

You barely let the words escape from between your teeth, not wanting to admit the silent internet escapade you went on to find something that wouldn’t tear your ass in half or be so tight you’d be left with more marks from it than him. But even so, after the sneaking around in trying to catch the package before he could and clearing out your emails as soon as possible, he still managed to see it before you had planned.

Now, you wondered if it was worth it, with the lace itching your chest and the other giving you a wedgie.

“awe.. no way, for me? All for me?” Malachi was promptly sweet on you, much different than the heel-biting mood he was in a short few minutes ago.

You leaned back to get close to his ear, shifting your eyes anxiously. You really didn’t want your friends to know about the violently ravenous side of your boyfriend that wouldn’t stop him from making a scene about it here and now, which you anxiously tried to prepare for in case of the worst. “It’s for when we get back home…so lets just enjoy our time here, just sit still with me for a little longer.” You tried your usual ‘gentle parenting’ method, holding the heavy knuckles around your waist, to soothe him into letting you spend just a little bit longer with your friends.

Malachi kicked his feet, exasperating at this newfound interest and the ways he could torture you with it, could make you beg him for its secrecy. Oh how he could envision having you at his mercy, so cute and sexy but ultimately deserving punishment for going behind his back about something so temptatious, something another man could see and take if he weren’t there.

“But now, baby I don’t know if I can wait.” He grinned, raking his teeth over his bottom lip so much it looked like it hurt. You felt him shift underneath you, leaning up to grind against your backside. “Man, you really should’ve hid it better, ‘cause now its all I can think about..”

You rolled your eyes, feeling his heavy exhale against your cheek. Your friends were too immersed in their own conversations with their loved ones to notice anything else, legs strewn over one another and fingers interlocked as they felt the cheap haze of their Sweetheart Cocktail’s and Rosé’s of Love. You would’ve much preferred to be tipsy along with them by now, but the truth is you were too nervous with the possessive man beside you to truly let loose anywhere other than alone. On top of that, the scolding you’d get from him for being so relaxed was not worth the extra headache.

And yet, the wanton expression he held for you, the hands that fiddled to get deep and play with his surprise, made you feel so wanted. More wanted than your friends had made you feel this evening. They just looked at you with concerned frowns and confused cocks of their heads as they questioned to why you were still with this crazed maniac.

“What I would do to bend you over in front of these idiots, make you do more than say my name while wearing these adorable lacey little--”

“Don’t tell me you’re already thinking of heading out.” Your female friend piped up, looking at the credit card Malachi put on top of the split receipt that has been sitting lonesome for a good while.

He almost broke, annoyed at the sudden interruption.

“Afraid so,” Your anticipating boyfriend gleamed, not even her sour attitude dampening the rising excitement in his perverted mind and tightening pants. “We have some other plans to attend to.”

“What could be more important than friends?” She asked, looking at you to advocate against your controlling spouse.

You felt a greedy palm reach up your shirt, falling back down to paw for the thin garment below your waistline.

“If we don’t go now.. I don’t know how much longer I can wait. Can’t promise that I won’t rip these fucking shorts off you here to see what all is underneath.” He whispered against you through gritted teeth, barely able to stop from kissing you raw.

“We’ll stay… just until the waiter comes back for his tip.” You choked out, not letting on about the roll of Malachi’s hips that pressed you up against the table.

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