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yukippe · 1 year
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lucy pevensie spending more of her life in narnia than england...she was so young when she stepped through the wardrobe and grew up the first time, then again when the horn summoned her and once more through the painting. she died when she was seventeen, the first time she lived she grew up to twenty three before she wandered too far through lantern waste. she’s a daughter of eve in both countries, and is she that before any citizenship? narnia and her have far more claim on each other than england, for an argument can even be made that she was born anew when she found herself in narnia the first time. what does it mean for her, to know how old she could be and never reach it the second time. if you’re older in your first life, how is the second supposed to feel more real? lucy never even makes it to the legal age in england before she’s finally set to rest in aslan’s country. 
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neverchecking · 10 months
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Oh my god, please. That chain facesitting piece was beautiful. I could cry, dammit.
Big request, but could you do like a pt 2 of that where it’s just one big orgy between all of them? (Not link x link but like all links x reader, yk) maybe they take turns n shit, yeah?
(Heavy on Time plz, ik yk by now he’s my favorite 🤤💕💕 I can’t help it, he’s just so daddy 🥵🥵🥵)
-🧚‍♀️ who fucking adores your writing 🫶💕✨
Fairy anon! Welcome back~
I can! I can't promise it'll be as good, but I can try.
Its okay I know you love time-
Smut so MDNI! 18+!
Smut CW: AFAB! Reader, Multiple partners, face sitting, mentions of masturbation, but it's not from Time or Reader.
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Your hips twitched and quivered as they fought to shut, stopped only by strong hands keeping them open. You were a glorious sight. A renaissance painting.
Everything from the sheen of your lips, coated in drool, to the flush of your cheeks- a gorgeous cherry red- to the heat of your skin from the hours you've been held hostage. It was all enough to have a grown man drooling in his seat.
Well, almost.
He was sure he would, at least just a little, if his mouth weren't doing something much more important currently. Goddess, just the feeling of you above him, thighs clasped around his head with your hips rocking in time with his ministrations made his gut coil with anticipation. While, yes, the newcomer and Wild had both gotten their turns with you, and had done an...adequate enough job, it was clear he needed to set a precedent. Nothing but the absolute best for his divinity.
Those two were merely boys in comparison to him.
With the way you clenched and tightened around his fingers as he slowly dragged them along your velvet walls, spasming as they adjusted around the girth of his middle and ring finger, you knew it too. You knew he would be able to give you something the others could not. Because he was the only one who could take you as you were; a feast filled with delicacies bursting with nothing but seraphic tastes. One that only he could truly understand and appreciate at its fullest capacity.
And even them, he was sure his bitter mortality would do nothing but encase him in naive blindness from your true potential.
As it stood however, he was more than happy in his current place, hands locked around your legs as you pushed down against his chest, crying out as your nails marked him as yours. He would bare the marks proudly for as long as they remained. They were your thanks to him for doing what he simply saw as his civil duty.
It was an honor, really, to be the one below you, lapping at your cunt eagerly as his fingers toyed with your opening. Dragging them in and out slowly before tracing along your gummy walls, feeling what made you jump and what made you shiver. What each miniscule jab or rub made each reaction. Whether a hum against your clit would make you cry out or paint deep red lines onto his pecs. Each little movement was a new chord in the choir you sung for him.
When he felt you clench around him, something wet dripping down his palm and wrist, he smirked from beneath you. Time knew what every one of your telltale signs were at this point. He knew what every twitch meant and how he could achieve his end goal subsequently.
He hummed against your clit, before flicking his tongue back and forth over the definitely over sensitized bundle of nerves, clenching his grip on your thighs when you tried bucking off of him. Which simply wouldn't do.
Not when you were so close.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a few of the others palming themselves, cooing down at you as your cheeks shined with tears. Slobber decorated your lower jaw as you mindlessly babble whatever plea you had half-formed.
Goddess it was erotic. His perfect, ethereal Goddess was letting him, not only touch her, but please her. Bring her to the place only he could take her too.
You cried out above him, painting his skin further with thin white lines as you moved from trying to buck away from him to instead smothering him further, pushing into face and riding his tongue for all it was worth. Droplets cascaded down his cheeks and jaw as he eagerly lapped at your cunt, taking every little bit you'd grace him with. It was a divine nectar gifted to him by your ever eager soul. And he would be nothing short of a damned fool if he wasted even the tiniest bit.
So he wouldn't.
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cherrybomblast · 9 days
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bro,,, shit got me thinking abt pinching n teasing sub simons nipples til hes crying n cumming all over himself,,, then hes all embarrassed,,, yeah,,, simons tits would be so squish need to grab immediately
overstim w sub!simon is a CRAZY good combo omg i might write another one of these. sorry it took so long chat... 🧚‍♀️
u first noticed simon's weakness when you two were sloppily making out, and you ran your hands down his chest. he made such a specific sound, he whimpered into your mouth and you could see his face flush.
see, i just know simon's nipples r so cute n pink and so, so sensitive. like "tears up when you tease him through his shirt" levels of sensitivity.
sooo one day when you're stroking him from behind (a common practice with sub!simon i know he loves it) n whispering mean things in his ear - "you're such a whore, baby, letting me stroke you like this" "does it feel good, yeah?" "no, no you can't come yet, babe. you can wait." - you remember! taking your free hand that was holding his thigh open, and running it up his abs already gives him goosebumps. but the second you're touching n teasing his cute nipples- your breath on his ear, nd your fingers on his nipples, and your hand on his cock- it's too much and cum quickly spurts from his tip.
"ghhn... i'm- i'm sorry for... that.." he tries to compose himself, but he's horrified at how fast he came. "felt too good.... so much... came so fast...." he babbles.
n now u know his dirty little secret, that big bad simon likes having his cute nipples teased. obviously u take advantage of this newfound knowledge- when you guys r fuckin, you latch yourself onto one of his pecs and tease his nipples with your tongue. he thinks it's the hottest thing ever, and literally has to hold you still and bite his lip hard so that he doesn't cum deep inside of you.
it's a quick and easy way to have him right on the edge!!!
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strawberrysturniolo · 17 days
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Y/n starts to thrusts her hips into Chris’s, earning lewd, slutty moans to fall out both mouths. “Chris! You feel so big beneath me!” she whines into his ear and his eyes roll back in return, a whine falling from his mouth. “Please, Y/n.” Chris breathes, his eyes filled with anticipation, a hungry look on his face, just for you. Although Chris wanted this so badly, he also didn’t want to ruin the precious bond you had between each other, “I don-don’t want this to ruin our friendship. I-I value our friendship so much and-“ Chris starts to babble on, his voice a tone of worry. That’s true though, you and Chris’s bond was strong. He even had a locket with your name, “Bee” in it, he would stop what he was doing right now if it mean you wouldn’t look at him the same. “Bee, I just-“ the brunette boy gets cut off when the most luscious, soft, plump lips fall back onto his. It was as if they we’re made for kissing each other, taking in each other’s embrace. “It’s fine, Chris.” Bee giggles, finding it cute how this boy cares so much, “We could be friends with…benefits?” she asks, her eyes squinting at the last word, she’d never thought of the idea of ‘friends with benefits’, but it doesn’t sound so bad. “Yeah I would- I would like that.” he breathes in a tone of relief, he finally gets what he’s been fantasising about. “Let’s take these off, shall we?” Bee flirtatiously coos, gliding her hands across the hem of Chris’s jeans. “Yes, yes please. But just know I- I don’t know what I’m doing!” Chris warns, his face flushing deep red. Normally in his fantasies, your giving him the time of his life, but in those sexual thoughts he knew what he was doing, now it felt as if he was a dumbfounded, scared boy. After both Bee and Chris are fully unclothed, Bee sits back onto Chris’s lower abdomen. She’s so close to slipping him into her, but yet so far. “Please, Bee. I need you!” he begs, his demeanour changing. His eyes change and he looks at Bee with the most submissive eyes ever, fully of hunger and anticipation. “Jus-just, please, take it slow!” he asks, “Shh-“ Bee says before pecking Chris on the cheek, “I’ll give you the time of your life.”
you asks for your name and i shall return !!! call me the fic fairy 🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️!!!
WAIT FIC FAIRY EATS CALL ME FIC FAIRY
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RAGHHHH MORE MORE MORE
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minniepetals · 2 years
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hi minnie!! i just wanted to stop by and let u know i’m new to your page but i just binged ‘cry me a river’ and i absolutely love it 😭 the angst is so heart shattering.. and the way you write??? you’re so amazing!!! even though it’s a mafia au and i don’t typically read them i am so invested and so in love with the story (just shows how amazing your writing is!!) 😭😭 like the way you’re writing this angst and the whole setting, all the scenes i feel like it’s so real? OC’s feelings are so real like they can be conceived in our real world even though the plot is a mafia!au if this makes any sense sorry i am babbling >T-T< the way you showcase trauma is just so on point and so realistic i was reading it and i was on the verge of tears, hanging on by a thread trying to not let them spill. just amazing. so amazing. also because of this it made me kind of feel ?comforted knowing i’m not ‘alone’ so i just want to say thank you!
honestly this is some of the best angst i’ve read and i’m so pleased to now become a part in ur space as an active reader! looking forward to what’s coming and i’m wishing you all the best <3 remember to rest and take care of yourself! this is your hobby and you should enjoy it as much as we enjoy reading your beautiful creations <33 and thank you for all your hard work!!! 🦋💌🧚‍♀️
you're so incredibly sweet thank you so much!!! and i'm so glad you picked up cmar despite the fact that you don't read much mafia!au!! mafias are one of my top favorite tropes to write so there's definitely more in my masterlist hehe. hearing you like this series makes me really happy!! it's one thing to have someone pick up a story because they enjoy a trope and another for someone who doesn't read a specific trope that often and to like it!
i tried my best to write our y/n in a realistic light despite the fact that it's a mafia!au, which definitely does make a few scenes more dramatic than others, so i'm happy to hear that reading this series has made you feel comforted. it's only the beginning though, so there's definitely more angst to come before we have our happily ever after 💕
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rosenallies · 4 years
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47 of the smut prompts with jankie :))) 🧚‍♀️💞🦄🌻💖🐞🐜🌺🌸
47. “Were you just masturbating?”
Jan leaned her head back against the cool tile of the bathtub and sighed contently. Warm water and lavender scented bubbles up to her neck as her hand explored her body underneath the water. She felt the warmth rush to her head as she gently parted herself, running a finger up her center. Sensual thoughts of Jackie filled her imagination, everything from the way she’d hold her hips steady as she grinned against her when they danced from the way she’d brush hair away from Jan’s face before kissing her. A fingertip circles her clit and she gasps softly, her eyes fluttering shut as the feeling of electricity courses through her. She works herself over faster and faster, her toes curled underneath the water, until a gentle touch pulls her back to reality.
Her eyes fly open and Jackie is kneeling next to the bathtub, her arms crossed over her chest and a smirk on her face.
“What’s up, Jacks?” Jan tries sheepishly, only for Jackie to respond with a raised eyebrow.
“Hm I don’t know, what’s up with you?”
“Nothing,” she squeaks, embarrassment curling inside her underneath Jackie’s stare.
“That sure doesn’t look like nothing, baby. Just tell me, were you just masturbating, hmm?”
Jan bites her lip and nods, a gentle flush across her cheeks and nose.
Jackie smiles softly and leans closer, pressing a kiss to the blonde’s temple. “You want some help with that, baby?”
“Yea,” Jan breathes, nodding.
Jackie presses one more kiss to Jan’s cheek and stands up to undress.
Jan can’t keep her eyes off of Jackie. She’s all toned, tanned limbs and smooth skin and Jan can’t get enough of just the sight of her so when she’s instructing Jan to scoot forward in the tub so she can get in behind her, Jan barely even comprehends what she’s saying. And then Jackie slides in right behind her and all Jan’s senses are surrounded by all things Jackie. The smell of her orange shampoo mixed with the tang of sweat from the run she’d just finished and something else warm and spicy and entirely Jackie pulled Jan under, pliant underneath Jackie’s hands.
“So beautiful,” Jackie whispers tenderly, sweeping Jan’s hair to one side of her shoulder so she could press searing kisses up the length of her neck.
“You want me to touch you sweetheart? Make you feel even better than before, huh?”
Jackie’s hand snakes between Jan’s already spread legs, but she refrains from touching where Jan actually needed it.
“Jackie, touch me, please,” she pants.
“Hold on. I wanna know what you were thinking about before.”
“You, always you,” Jan says.
Jackie hums, gently running a finger over Jan’s folds, making her gasp.
“You’re so sensitive, baby, you worked yourself up good, huh?”
With the pads of her fingers, Jackie circles Jan’s clit in slow motions. Jan shudders, sending water flying onto the tile and Jackie chuckles to herself.
She continues her ministrations for a bit longer, speeding up and then slowing down to keep Jan on edge until her chest is heaving above the water and her knuckles are white from gripping the side of the tub. She thinks she’s about to finish when suddenly, Jackie stops, pulling her hand away from Jan’s body completely, leaving the blonde babbling pleas like her life depended on it.
“I’m getting a little bored. Why don’t we get out and I can really take care of you, we can get out some toys and everything? I wanna take care of my special girl today. How does that sound?”
Jan’s eyes grow wide and she rockets out of the water and, not even caring she was carelessly getting water everywhere.
Jackie, now left alone in the lukewarm water, shakes her head, a fond smile on her face. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
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transyachi · 3 years
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people really ship giyuu and shinobu 😐 they are gay
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chrischcw · 3 years
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bitty texting chowder after the end of year banquet: so like did whiskey get captain yet when can i sent him the congrats text
chowder: hops is captain actually!
bitty: what
chowder: everyone just likes him more :D
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zoenightshadez · 3 years
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not to make it look like i actually listen to ariana grande but sucessful is a drew anthem
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alienwritings · 4 years
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i planned unchanged to have a prom night. and then i never got a prom so i have no clue what to do now.
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yukippe · 7 days
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i've been stressing myself out on this paper but then i sat down at 1:30 today to write it and i'm currently at 7/10 pages so actually i'm fine and it's all fine and it's so so so fine
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yukippe · 9 months
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just saw a play that had the lines "is keeping the std from your dead boyfriend like being pregnant with his baby" "...yes."
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yukippe · 7 months
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poetry is embarrassing because it's how you feel and it has to be distilled into the most important words for how you feel and so often that's how you feel about others which means the people you most want to share it with are the same ones it's about and that's a little much. right. but what's really much for someone whos already writing poetry
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yukippe · 10 months
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if all my friends don't show up bc they thought today's session was online. when I made it clear a year ago that I will no longer dm sessions online. after I just spent the past hour getting ready and went grocery shopping and stuff.
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yukippe · 2 years
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actually so in love with maud/mallow's character from the girl who circumnavigated fairyland in a ship of her own making and like go read the book if you haven't but essentially she gets lost and ends up in fairyland as a child, grows up there, falls in love and becomes pregnant but everyone that comes to fairyland come as different classifications and everyone has only a certain amount of time they can spend there. the main character, september, spends some time in fairyland before being whisked back home and then brought back in an endless cycle never knowing for sure when she'll come and go, never to leave fairyland behind bound to it in a persephone like state (literally called the persephone clause in universe). for maud/mallow, she lives a life in fairyland before being torn back home, a child again in an abusive household she thought she had escaped to a magical land. and this isn't like uncommon in stories to not be able to return to the place you fell in love with and called home, maud/mallow refuses to accept this though!! she's described as clawing her way back into fairyland and she's a child again and no one recognizes her as the woman they knew and lost and she's the villain in a sense because she won't forgive fairyland for what they took from her and can no longer treat the land with the same kindness now that she knows the cruelty of the escape it claims to offer. like to refuse the rejection, to refuse the state of affairs and to reclaim the world that turned its back on her and make a life in their despite it all....i actually love stories where you can never go back to this place that forever changed you but i love even more maud/mallow not accepting the fate she's been dealt and coming back, even if you are no longer the person who lived there and the world is no longer the one you knew
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yukippe · 8 months
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yesterday I was all nooo I don't get fomo and then my friends who have all moved back to school 2 weeks before me called and they're doing late night cake parties and composing texts to crushes and making weekend plans let me BE THERE
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