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so true

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me and who moodboard

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Silent Night

It’s Christmas in paris…Always cheerful and bright, but I am all alone tonight. Twelve years ago today I lost it all. The little boy, full of cheer and jolly, died that night. The home once full of love and holly now ash and cold. I always retreat to my small humble abode this time of year. The happy faces and jingle of bells are too much for me to handle…But this year’s different. I've run out of food and I can’t avoid it any longer. I venture out into town and just as expected, the joyful noise and bright lights overwhelm me. 

I seek a grocery store in this merry madness, passing countless booths selling candy canes, hot coco, and other over the top desserts. Once I get to the store there’s a man passing out santa hats, he crosses me, dropping a hat in my palm. I sigh and move on to get my groceries and get out of there. There’s loud christmas music playing and I can’t think, in my daze I bump into someone, falling and knocking whatever was in their hand onto the cold floor. “I-I’m sorry ma’am…” I apologize profusely, picking her things up, we brush hands. I take notice of the items, stuffing, ham, eggnog and…A toy train? 

“It’s fine really..are you alright?” 

I’m greeted with a warm smile and big eyes, oh I’ve really got to go now I’ve bumped into this sweet lady…I mumble a yes and semi-wave before taking a step away.

“Hey…” The woman stops me. She hands me a scarf and gloves, a generous selfless gesture. 

“I’m fine really-”

“No. Take it…”

This kind stranger doesn’t stop at this act, she buys me a cup of hot chocolate and I offer to walk her home.

…

“well..This is me.” She turns and smiles.

“Oh uhm well I’d better be going…” I take a step away, ready to retreat back to my solitude.

“Hey…One more cup?” she tilts her head and I don’t want to say no.

“But..Your husband?” I say, my eyes scanning her hand in search of a ring..Silently hoping there was none and to my delight there was none.

“I have none…Lost him a few christmas’ ago…” Her expression shifts and I wish I hadn't said anything.

“i’m…So sorry…” I shift..A single mother…My mother was a single mother…

Once inside her home I smell cinnamon and warmth. A familiar warmth…I see what I presume to be her son watching a movie, half asleep. She kisses him on the head and introduces me.

“Hi, Mr…” he’s a shy sweet little boy…Reminds me of a boy I once knew.

The woman makes me and her son hot chocolate and I play with him until it’s his bedtime..

After I talk with the woman. Tell her about my life’s story and for the first time since that Silent cold night I’m at home…

I want to stay.

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It’s Christmas day, sitting on Simon’s left thigh and smiling as your little siblings open their presents.

Simon’s spending Christmas with your family for the first time.

He hadn’t expected to be so welcomed and didn’t expect you family to get him so many gifts.

Even paying for him to go on a ski resort with you and your family

He’s happy, he’s got his girlfriend on his lap, a mug of hot cocoa on the other hand

Not to mention that when you guys get home he’ll make love to you and give you more gifts.

He’s in love, watching you smile and laugh.

Your little brother asking him to help him set up his toy truck.

He feels included, he doesn’t feel left out or feel like a stranger.

He wants to do this again next year and the years to come.

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ive seen a lot of people talk about after care on here but only mention it to the extent of some cuddles and a bath and i just want to remind everyone that aftercare shouldnt be limited to that.

if you have a harder session, tend to your subs bruises, scratches, and marks. put ice on bruises and welts to help with inflammation and pain.

if you do bondage, take care of rope burn and help them do some stretches. their body is going to be stiff from being restricted in one position for a long time. also a heating pad can help with sore muscles.

if they have any cuts or are bleeding, dress their wounds properly. make sure to put on antibiotic ointment on before a bandage if needed.

if they have burns for whatever reason, run them under cold water and maybe use ointment on those to help them heal.

make sure they pee after sex to help prevent a UTI. their legs may be shaky so help them get to the bathroom if needed.

give them advil or some other pain med to help with any aching or discomfort.

make sure they drink water. they need it and i cant stress how important this is. also give them some food even if its just a little snack.

give them verbal assurance and praise. tell them they did good and that youre proud of them.

still run a bath, get them cleaned up, give them kisses, cuddle them, etc but dont forget about the rest of aftercare, its so important. take care of your subs and always remember consent, communication, and safety are key.

also give your doms aftercare and affection too, theyre people with emotions and need it

aftercare is just as, if not more, important than the actual scene and should never be skipped, rushed, or disregarded

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thas wsp 😭

saw your girldick caitlyn drabble and my eyes widened. "get a load of this guy" BITCH IM TRYINGGGGGGG

caitlyn dicking down house!rivalry!reader

caitlyn x house!rivalry!reader hatefucking in which you’re at a social event and she’s on duty. jerking a finger at the kiramman brat and bitch just loud enough for her to hear, “get a load of this chick,” like an annoying little cunt (you know exactly what you’re doing) as the both of you commiserate in your respective socialite circles. within the next hour she’s pressed your pretty ass over the upstairs balcony and has her hand clamped over your mouth as she’s fucking you against the column. bucks her hips up and down in harsh, efficient, furiously-paced slams. scoffing “come off it. you asked for this.” and all you can do is fall back and moan extra-loud just to piss her off because you really did. she hisses, teething against your neck as she comes, nails digging into your hipbone as she pistons her hips and crams her load into you. stays there, just for a moment, cock twitching with little dribbles as she pushes those final spurts of come inside before she slides out, panting eversoslightly. adjusts her uniform and pretends she’s not entranced by the sight of her sworn enemy all flushed and pretty, collapsed against the rows of the balcony, white trickling down your legs. not before ordering, “clean that up.” swiftly adjusting her enforcers’ cap, and leaves.

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YES inspired by jayce’s new look 🫦

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Women are getting rid of their Trump supporting partners while they still legally can since they clearly don't give a shit about them or any other woman.

If you're thinking about getting a divorce, you should do it while you still can.

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i know it's been done many times before, but i just love gross weird creepy awkward simon and his cute harmless bird.

like she's so intrigued by him, so infatuated with this odd man. she giggles at his dark humour and crude jokes, a genuine smile on her face as her shoulders shake from laughing so hard while he's huffing out a sound of amusement of his own. meanwhile, everyone else has an uncomfortable look on their faces, giving them both judgemental stares.

he's the type to tug her close to him and kiss her nasty, uncaring if they're in a public setting. he sucks on her tongue and spits in her mouth, a big hand reaching down to squeeze her ass before disappearing up her skirt. he doesn't really care if others watch or not, and he grips her tight when she tries to escape, swallowing all her squeaky little noises with a satisfied hum.

there's no shame when it comes to him. he lets her know when he's going for a piss and asks if she wants to come, not bothering to close the door (he demands that she leaves it open when she goes too; it's only fair). he uses her hand to jerk himself off when she's busy or not in the mood, heavy groans rumbling from his chest because it feels so much better than rutting into his rough hand—not as lovely as her soft, pretty cunt though. he lets his tongue dip low to lap at her asshole and ignores her whiny protests, promising he'll make her feel good in a second, groaning to himself as she grinds against his face.

ughhh he's just so unusual. sometimes he stares at her too long for it to be considered cute, dark eyes burning into her very soul for so long that she has to remind him to blink. he corners her just to get a whiff of her perfume, heavy breathing down her neck like he's getting worked up just from smelling her.

when he comes home from deployment and tells her about the things that happened while he was away (lost one of my good knives in tha' prick), she's sitting pretty on his lap and chirping out her responses, urging him to tell her more. she says it's good for him to get it off his chest, but really she likes hearing his gruesome stories. it makes her heart flutter that he's so skilled and competent.

others have come up to her asking if she's okay and if she's aware of the weirdo following her, and she's like "yeah that's my man :)" she tries her best to drive them away before he starts sulking over yet another person interrupting their parallel play.

she just really loves how strange and off-putting he is.

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I'm trying to see something

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Ghost decides after one blind date that you're going to be his.

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Simon isn't used to dating. A quick hook up in the loo, sure. A drunken one night stand? He's had too many of those to count. But proper courting? Hell, it's been years, maybe a decade, since he's taken a bird out on an actual date.

It's probably going to be a disaster, but he gave Johnny his word he'd go out with his bird's best friend, so he can't back out now. He'll just have to grit his teeth and power through it.

His sour outlook for the evening is forgotten the second he sees you walk in with Johnny's bird. You're no tipsy tart on the pull, like the birds he's used to dealing with. You're a proper lady, dolled up nice for your date with him. It makes his chest feel tight when he gets a good look at your pretty face and nervous little smile.

His usual gruff manner is obviously not going to fly with you, so he quickly tries to recall the mannerisms he's seen his captain use around women. He gets to his feet with Johnny when the two of you reach the table, trying his best to look less intimidating.

Johnny introduces the two of you, and Simon melts inside when he takes your soft little hand in his for the first time. His brain goes fuzzy, dark eyes glazing over, and he's not sure what he says when he greets you, but it earns him a smile.

"It's really nice to meet you, Simon," are the first words you say to him.

Your voice is soft and sweet, and the way you say his name? Oh, he's gonna need to hear more of that, and often.

For the first time in a long time, Simon's worried about what someone thinks of him. He's worried he'll put you off with his harsh manner. So, he minds his words and gentles his tone. He slows his steps to match your pace and tucks your small hand at his elbow to keep you close and safe. He's holding doors and pulling out your chair. He compliments your dress and hair.

And when your heel catches on the sidewalk and you stumble, he doesn't bark a laugh or say something mean, wouldn't bloody dream of it. No, he catches you before you fall, and all that softness in his hands makes something shift in his brain. You're such a fragile little thing, delicate as spun sugar. You need a big nasty mutt like him to protect you, take care of you, and he's more than willing to do the job.

When the date is over, Simon sees you home, and you kiss him on your front stoop. It's not all groping hands and tangling tongues. It's a gentle press of lips, his big hands cradling your face, the sweet intimacy making his eyes flutter shut. He's floating when he finally gets back in his truck and drives himself home.

Instead of going to bed, Simon begins to formulate a plan of strategy. He figures it'll take a few more dates before you invite him into your flat, and several more after that before you invite him into your bed, then eventually into your life. It might take months, even a year or more. That's alright, though. If his years in the military have taught him anything, it's patience.

Simon knows how to play the long game. He'll go at your pace, let you get used to having him around, then make himself indispensable to you. No one will treat you as good, meet your every need and desire the way he will. He won't stop until he is your world, your reason for being. Your everything.

And when enough time has passed, he'll claim you completely as his. He's going to put a ring on your finger and a baby in your belly, then tuck you away safe and sound in one of those cute country cottages he looked up online. You'll be his little missus, and he'll be your tamed beast, keeping his teeth and claws hidden but at the ready.

By the time he arrives at your flat the next evening for your second date, he's already got your engagement ring in his safe at home and the names of your future children picked out.

And when you text him the day after to invite him for dinner, the new name he replaced yours with pops up on his screen.

It says 'Missus Riley', of course.

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Might delete later

Edit: the longer I look at this, the more I like it so I'm not deleting it.

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I'm trying to see something

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"stop fucking biting me!" he groans as you ride his cock, his eyes rolling back into his head as he wraps his thick arms around your waist to fuck up into you.

"s-sorry— jus'feelsh— s'fuckin'good, miguel!—" you whine into his neck, and biting him again.

if you keep biting him he's gonna fucking knock you up, he thinks— he growls into your ear— his mask dissolving down his neck so that he can reciprocate.

he bites you back, fucking hard.

you let out a loud strung out moan, shaking as he fucks you through your orgasm. "fuck! fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! miguel!" you yell out his name, feeling his claws dig into your sides.

"keep cumming. fucking cum all over me. I'll fuck a baby into you. you want that? want me to fuck a baby into you? yeah? wanna give birth to my fucking kid? take it then. fucking take it."

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can kinktober come any faster i’m waiting on my man