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kittycandles · 20 days
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kittycandles · 2 months
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Soft Price 💖🌷
nsfw / mdni
You come home barely holding back tears, fists balled tight around the strap of your purse as you kick your shoes off at the door, digging the heels of your palms into your eyes in an attempt to push the tears threatening to fall back in. John stands in the kitchen over a sizzling pan, sweats hanging low on his hips as he turns to face you, smile falling when he sees the tension pulling your shoulders to your earlobes. "Darlin'?" He coaxes you softly, hands coming to your biceps so that he can have a look at you, concern painting his features.
"Baby, talk to me. Need to know y'alright." "M'sorry." You hiccup before bursting into fat tears as he buries your face into the safety of his chest, running his fingers through your hair as he tries to soothe you. "Don't you be apologising to me, y'hear?"
You continue to cry as you're coaxed over to the couch and pulled onto your husbands lap as he wipes your tears, murmuring soothing words as he peppers kisses on your nose and cheeks which make you giggle through your sniffles. "I had a bad day." Your voice is soft and a little choked up. "I can tell, Darlin', you wanna talk about it?" John coos at you and you shake your head, nestling your face in the crook of his neck whilst your hands travel down to the waistband of his sweats.
"Love.." He murmurs gently hands gripping your hips to still where they currently rock against his clothed thigh, leaving a little wet spot on the grey cotton.
"John." You attempt to level back, but it comes out as more of a pathetically needy mewl which makes him smirk, big palms guiding your hips back against the growing stiffness in his pants.
It doesn't take long for him to pull his boxers down, leaving them rucked at his ankles whilst you slip your panties off, not even bothering to take off your dress, hiking it up to your hips as he lines his cock up with your entrance, watching the way you take your bottom lip between your teeth to refrain the moan that pulls from your lips when you sink down onto him, taking his length with a hiss at the stretch. "There y'go." He hums, hands finding the meat of your hips, squeezing slightly to regain some semblance of self control.
You mewl desperately as your clit drags against his happy trail, fingers digging into his shoulders to steady yourself as you set a languorous pace, whining when his hand grabs your breasts through the thin fabric of your dress, palming at you and making you whine. His free hand wraps loosely at the base of your throat, angling your eyes back to his with a gentle intensity before he increases your pace, spearing his dick up into you with every cant of his hips.
"Want me to cum in you? Hm?" He growls from deep in his throat, making you whimper. "My girl wants me to fuck her after a bad day?"
"Mhm!" You hum mindlessly as stars begin to seep into your vision and you clench desperately around him, gasping breathlessly as you cum, and with a few thrusts and a gentle squeeze of your throat to elicit a breathy "John!" He shoots thick ropes up into the warmth of your tummy as you flop down onto his chest.
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kittycandles · 2 months
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˗ˏˋcoddling ft. poly!tf141ˎˊ˗
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꒰ঌa/n໒꒱ i can't stop, someone stop me jmvksnvjsvn
꒰warning(s)suggested polyship, fluff꒱
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˗ˏˋrequests are openˎˊ˗
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"Owwwchhh."
She whined, pouting as she fixated at the pad ofher index finger that was now embellished with a fresh papercut. Johnny chuckled as he gently took her small finger between his large ones and pressed it to his lips. Her lips twitched into a pleased smile as he continued to pepper her finger with kisses. The sound of Simon groaning sent her into a fit of giggles.
"Jealous much?" Johnny teased. Simon only shook his head and rolled his eyes at the mushy display of affection.
"Y'coddle 'er too much. All o'ya." He gestured to the rest of the boys before flipping the page of his book, The Code of the Warrior.
Kyle scoffed. "Y'mean us being sweet to our lass?"
Price crossed his arms, amused with Simon's blase approach on things. Always having a hardened exterior until [name] melted him like a popsicle on a hot pavement. "Aye, maybe y'should take a pointer or two from us."
Simon gave them all a deadpan look before returning back to his book. [name] narrowed her eyes at him before a devilish grin stretched across her lips.
"Si?"
"What?"
"Can you get me an orange?"
"Get y'r own bloody orange."
"Please."
"No."
She pouted at him and continued to stare him down until he felt her gaze burr holes into his brain. He sighed as he slipped a finger into his book to save his place and grabbed an orange from the fruitbowl in the kitchen. The boys surveyed the way Simon caved in so quickly to her request.
As he turned around to come back to his place on the couch, he realized that she was positioned next to the place he was sat at previously. She fluttered her eyelashes up at him with a cutesy smile when he plopped back down onto the cushion. He proceeded to hand it to her.
"Here."
"Can you peel it for me?" She urged. "Please."
He narrowed his eyes at her, feeling his temple twitching at her bratty behavior. He deeply inhaled as he quickly peeled the orange, the citrusy scent filling in the living room as he made a small pile of the peel on the coffee table beside them. He popped a slice into his mouth before handing it to her.
"Bloody hypocrite!" Johnny barked out a laugh.
"Jus' admit that y'enjoy coddlin' 'er too!" Kyle exclaimed, pointing at Simon who didn't seem to give two fucks that he had been caught redhanded.
He ignored their jeering and jesting as he played with the strands of her hair as she enjoyed the orange he peeled just for her. She giggled as she peeked over at Price who was looking at her in admiration, satisfied with the tactics she was implementing to bring Simon out of his shell while simulatenously getting a rise out of Kyle and Johnny.
He shook his head at her with a doting grin while mouthing, "Little minx."
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kittycandles · 2 months
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Simon Riley would come into your life and turn you into a big spoiled brat.
Before him, you were the biggest people pleaser and would always put everyone else's needs above your own. The type to never ask for anything and to feel guilty for receiving gifts.
Simon Riley changed all that, spoiling you rotten.
Mentioned a sweater you thought was cute ?
He was helping you put it on the next day.
Looked at a pair of shoes for more than a few seconds?
He was already at the cashier asking for the pair in your size.
Staring at the food he ordered for himself only after you turned down his offer of buying you your own meal?
He was spoon feeding you the next second.
(He quickly learned to always buy you a meal no matter how much you protested.)
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kittycandles · 4 months
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"König wouldnt let you play with his hair!!" "Simon wouldnt call you his doll!!"
have you ever thought of
Shutting the fuck up?
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kittycandles · 4 months
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Nothing breaks Simon’s heart more than seeing you cry.
He hates it, it makes his skin crawl, and he feels helpless.
He watches the tears roll down your cheeks, leaving shiny streaks down your face. Your eyes red rimmed as you wipe at them furiously with your hands.
He feels terrible as he pulls you into a bone crushing hug. One hand on the back of your head pressing your face into his large chest. The other around your waist, holding you tightly against him.
His grip tightens when your knees give out, both of you slowly sinking to the floor. Until he’s on his knees trying to hold you together, trying prevent you from shattering to pieces in his hands.
His lips press to your hair as he rocks you slowly back and forth. Soft murmurs fill your ears as he tries to assure you that it’ll be okay even though he knows it very well might not be.
He holds you, long after his legs start to ache, his muscles tense from being in the same position for so long. He listens to your sobs quiet, your breathing slowing as you manage to calm down.
The soft “sorry..” that comes from you makes Simon feel sick. You should never apologize for showing emotion, for being human. For experiencing sadness.
Rage bubbles in his chest as she listens to you try to explain your emotions away, listens to you apologize for “falling apart” and saying “it won’t happen again.”
Simon suddenly wants to rip whoever made you feel like you couldn’t express hurt to shreds. To feel them shake beneath him as he makes them take back what they said to you. Makes them say sorry for making you feel like you weren’t allowed to cry.
But he doesn’t show you how upset he is that someone had made you feel like you can’t cry. He doesn’t tell you hoe his knees have gone numb from kneeling on the hard floor. He just continues to hold you, his arms sore.
As you collect yourself all Simon wants to do is see you smile. To see your lips turn up in even the smallest smile. So he does what he does best in situations like this.
“What do you call an angry veggie?” He asks, pulling back ever so slightly so he can see your face.
“Uh…” you pause, your face scrunched slightly, “what?”
“A steamed veggie,” he grunts, and for a moment he’s worried he said the wrong thing. But then your lips twitch, and a small smile breaks out on your face. along with a dramatic roll of your eyes has Simon letting out a small breath of relief.
Simon hates to see you cry, but he also loves being the one to make you smile after.
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kittycandles · 4 months
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Thinking about Simon n Spoiled!reader 🤤
After Simon Riley entered your life, you never put on your own shoes again.
How could you after he spoiled you rotten?
He knew the drill, whenever you got all dolled up ,only leaving out your shoes. You'd sit on the couch or bed and look to him for help. You'd rest the palm of your foot against his abs while he put the shoe on the other foot, fastening it. He'd grab your other foot, swooping down to kiss your ankle before slipping your shoe on.
"There we go, Lovie."
He'd huff, patting your legs to signal he was finished. You'd tug his shirt collar,bringing him close to you, tenderly kissing his scarred and stubbled face that contrasted against your soft plump lips.
"Thank you, Si."
"Of course ,doll."
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kittycandles · 5 months
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Thinking about könig, who despite liking your curly hair more, will grab your straightener and straighten your hair for you as he doesn't want little marks on your skin from the heat.
He also doesn't want to risk you burning yourself, he would much rather burn himself.
And he doesn't want your hands to hurt
And he's just looking for an excuse to be near you (shhh)
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kittycandles · 5 months
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kittycandles · 5 months
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Maybe a hug from John Price and a sweet whisper "You matter so much to me" could fix me.
Maybe, if I'd be able to snuggle into his chest while his muscular arms wrap around me gently, almost afraid to hurt me, because he's fully aware of his strength and my fragility, it would fix me.
Maybe, if he would hum softly somewhere next to my ear, lulling me to sleep after a stressful day with his husky, smokey voice, that would fix me.
Maybe a reassuring hand of his running through my hair, calming me down like a little kitten on his lap, and a loving "It's all gonna be alright, love. You are doing so well and I'm very proud of you" bubbling from his chest would fix me.
And just maybe, if I fall asleep in his warm embrace, being trapped in his safe and strong hug, I'll finally wake up the next morning without feeling cold.
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kittycandles · 6 months
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Yeah he's a war criminal but he would literally buy you a stuffie
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kittycandles · 6 months
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Simon who finds you all alone, weeping and cradling yourself.
Simon who then sits beside you, nudging you without saying a word. He stares down at you, his eyes not the usual cold ones he has on display. You lean up against him, letting his presence engulf you.
Simon who runs an ungloved hand through your hair to soothe you. " 's alright. You're alright." he breathes out. You lean into his hand, slowly but surely calming down.
Simon who stays with you for however long you need, even after your tears are dry. He knows how rough you've had it lately.
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kittycandles · 6 months
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thinking of writing my own fics soon ;3
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kittycandles · 6 months
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sumtimes :3
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kittycandles · 9 months
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Sakura to Supernova
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This rare sight is a super-bright, massive Wolf-Rayet star. Calling forth the ephemeral nature of cherry blossoms, the Wolf-Rayet phase is a fleeting stage that only some stars go through soon before they explode.
The star, WR 124, is 15,000 light-years away in the constellation Sagittarius. It is 30 times the mass of the Sun and has shed 10 Suns worth of material – so far. As the ejected gas moves away from the star and cools, cosmic dust forms and glows in the infrared light detectable by NASA's James Webb Space Telescope.
The origin of cosmic dust that can survive a supernova blast is of great interest to astronomers for multiple reasons. Dust shelters forming stars, gathers together to help form planets, and serves as a platform for molecules to form and clump together, including the building blocks of life on Earth.
Stars like WR 124 also help astronomers understand the early history of the universe. Similar dying stars first seeded the young universe with heavy elements forged in their cores – elements that are now common in the current era, including on Earth.
The James Webb Space Telescope opens up new possibilities for studying details in cosmic dust, which is best observed in infrared wavelengths of light. Webb’s Near-Infrared Camera balances the brightness of WR 124’s stellar core and the knotty details in the fainter surrounding gas. The telescope’s Mid-Infrared Instrument reveals the clumpy structure of the gas and dust nebula of the ejected material now surrounding the star.
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kittycandles · 10 months
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all the time I've draw Galeida my Garfield inspired oc that started as a joke but now I actually love...
new Galeida every Monday!
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kittycandles · 10 months
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Womp Womp
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