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omg i have to ask platonic duo for my fave underrated friendship hazel and piper 😊 maybe piper takes her to a modern mall and hazel is just in awe 🤔
“Girls day out!”
- Platonic! Piper McLean × Hazel Levesque
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Author's note: ugh this is so creative what. You're a genius cyn. Hazel and Piper my underrated pookie duo. Also, this turned out, much longer than I expected damn. Also can I just say that this fic reminds me so much of Max and eleven from stranger things?
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"How'd you like this?" Hazel asked as she held up an old looking grey cardigan. Piper rolled eyes. Typical Hazel who loves to dress up like a grandma from the 40's. (Well, technically speaking, she was a grandma from the 40's, but that's like, besides the point).
Piper never cared much about dressing up, but when your mom's the goddess of fashion, you can't help but pick up a few things here and there."I think it's time you changed style, Hazelnut". Hazel gave her a pointed look.
"Don't call me that. Unless you want me to call you princess pretty pants, yknow daughter of Aphrodite and all" Hazel said smugly.
Don't you dare." Piper glared as she threw one of the coat hangers at her, which Hazel narrowly missed. "Don't call me hazelnut then!"
"Fair enough. We have a deal" Hazel turned her gaze miserably towards her grey cardigan. Piper followed her gaze, and sighed. "Don't worry, I'll help you find your new style, you're lucky you have the daughter of the fashion goddess to help you out" she winked. Piper led Hazel towards the the floral aisle. Hazel's mouth was gaping, there were so many exotic looking clothes of so many colours, they certainly didn't have such a rainbow-esque wardrobe in the 40's. "Just look through these piles of dresses, I have a feeling floral is your pattern" Piper adviced.
Hazel nodded as she skimmed through the heaps of clothes lazily draped in the hanger. She tried dress after dress, most of them ranging from bad to meh. Until she came across a beautiful pink floral glowy skirt. She knew it was the one, the moment she saw piper's beaming gaze. "Oh my gods Hazel, I can practically feel my mother frolicking in approval, this is your dress. It brings out your curls!" Piper exclaimed bobbing up and down. Hazel smiled in contentment as she scanned herself in the mirror, she usually felt insecure of her style, they were all just greys and browns, they matched her gloomy mood, but with Piper's help, she found the clothes she felt happy and comfortable in.
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As they paid, Piper pulled Hazel towards the arcade, "You CANNOT go to the mall and NOT play in the arcade!" Hazel blinked. "What's an arcade? Nico talks about it a lot, Is it some kind of war competition?" Piper stared at her in shock. "Sometimes, I seriously forget that you don't know this stuff". She went to the the VR controls, and made Hazel sit on one of those fluffy chairs. The lady on the counter set up the VR system on her
"Is this your first time on the VR system, Darling?" The lady asked.
"Yes. How'd you know that?" Hazel replied quickly
"I can tell by the way you're squirming, don't worry, love, this is completely fun and painless"
(Why does she sound like a doctor?)
Piper gave Hazel a reassuring look, before the VR system had begun, hazel was slightly gliding in her chair, it was a little silly for Piper to watch, but she hoped hazel was having a good time. 10 minutes laterHazel stood up from her chair, and almost slipped, but caught herself.
"Sooo?" Piper asked, giving her a look of anticipation. Hazel beamed. "It was AWESOME! I mean, it was a little woozy at first but then, I felt like I was in a rollercoaster, but then I saw like these weird dinasours interrupting my ride? It felt so rea-"
Piper laughed lightly listening to her rambling like a little kid. It dawned on her how how much of her childhood Hazel had lost. This stuff was technically enjoyed when you were 7 years old, but Piper was determined to make this day memorable for her.
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"Ugh. Why won't this thing fucking jam!" Piper cursed as she racked the gumball machine. Hazel winced, possibly at her use of the word "fuck"
"Uhm Piper, what if the glass breaks? Can't we just get someone to do it for us?" Hazel asked, nervously looking around to see if anyone is watching.
"Chillax. You have the charmspeaker with you, I'll just charmspeak us out of trouble in case anything happens." Piper struggled and managed to break the glass. All colours of gumballs shot out of the the metal.
"HEY! YOU! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE UPTO?!" One of the workers yelled pointing to them. Hazel gave Piper an "I told you so!" Look. Piper sighed, and walked towards him. "Hey, you just forgot that it was me who broke the glass, according to you, the glass broke on its own, isn't that right?" The man's eyes glazed over as he muttered, "Y-yes. Yes the gumball machine broke due to external forces. You both are free to go and take as many gumball as you wish" Piper winked at Hazel as she collected a few gumballs and some for Hazel.
"Pipes, this feels wrong.." Hazel said as she took the gumballs and popped one in her mouth hesitantly.
"It's not like we do this everyday right? Hazel, we fight monsters everyday, we dont ever get to have fun like this, besides It's the gumball machine's fault for not working well like it should be" Piper huffed stashing 3 gumbals into her mouth. "And now, we get cotton candy-"
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All in all, the day ended with both of them being chased by a monster who was disguised as a cotton candy supplier, but hey? It was worth it.
(Yes, Piper still smuggled some cotton candy for Hazel and herself, og queen fr)
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kindahoping4forever · 9 months
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Backstage @ The 5SOS Show Tour Philadelphia
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monster-noises · 1 year
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it's a very silly thing to turn your nose up at something just to be ~different~ but all the same I will continue to refuse to wear button up t-shirts.
#monster noises#I'm trying to figure out how to make my summer wardrobe more Interesting#particularly for being at work#cause like at home I have plenty of fun tank tops and band shirts and other stuff that make me happy#but I can't wear those to work sadly so I'm kinda stuck with... plain black t's#which is like Fine#but it's not Fun#and I it doesn't make me Happy#so I need to find a way to craft a work friendly summer wardrobe#with the same vibe as my fanciful dress shirts#whimsical embroidered vests#and brilliant colourful cardigans#so I can hit the hardware store looking like a Hot Weather Wizard#and sadly the Easiest solution for whimsical summer wear is the booming button up t-shirt industry frequented by my trans-masc peers#but alas I have a long held refusal to partake in the tradition for reasons not fully known to me and also I don't think I'd look good#but I'm Also not thrilled by the thought of patterned Regular t-shirts cause that's some Average Joe type stuff#unless I can hunt down some Radical Prints#so I think I'm gunna go the route of seeking out weird shorts/pants I can make into shorts and keep the plain tops#but we shall have to see..#also to be clear I'm basically working on clearing out and replacing parts of my wardrobe#lots of my stuff isn't necessarily Old as it Could Be but it is From Another Time#if you know what I mean#and I'd like to bring it up to where I'm at#They're all Milo clothes and I'm Bartholomew now#y'get me?#anyway yeah if anyone has suggestions I'm open to em!
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illegiblewords · 2 years
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Navarre Shepherd
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roboromantic · 1 year
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gd I was gonna give stitchfix a try since they're not a subscription service anymore but 1) the quiz for discovering your style is depressingly boring if you choose men's, and I'm not seeing any way to retake it but for women's clothing. not only that but 2) near as I can tell you HAVE to order at least one shipment in order to unlock the ability to use the fucking shop.
Also there's no kind of preview as to what to expect in this first box, and since I downvoted nearly every piece of clothig they showed me, I don't particularly want to spend $20 to be sent like. 3 belts and a set of boots when I'll probably just send straight back and never order from them again
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fishy-moirails · 2 years
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Oop.
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mactiir · 7 months
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in HEMA (aka historical european fencing), much of the sport is done with fencing masks on, so identifying your clubmates during sparring or tourneys is just based on gear. you know, what color their jacket and pants are, what patches they have on it, how is their mask painted. If someone borrows someone else's jacket it's legitimately jarring, like having someone with an entirely different body type and way of moving stealing your friend's face.
Once i read about historical fishermen in the north sea and how they each had a specific hat pattern that their buddies would use to identity them while they were bundled up. It was so much part of their identity that they were often buried wearing those hats. The gear is like your name, a visual identifier of YOU when you do not have a face.
anyway, back when I was buying gear i got my pants in ELECTRIC blue. I figured i was gonna get a black or grey jacket. but HEMA gear is kind of expensive because it's all custom- or handmade, so instead of spending $400 on a new jacket I picked up one secondhand for like 20. Except the only jacket that fit me was bright, SCARLET red. And I already had my expensive, new, custom, BLUE pants. I look like a damn rocket pop or like, a mixed Icee. I was like, shit! I should switch my jacket before i become the rocket pop guy!!!
Long story short, not only am I now the rocket pop guy, the color scheme has bled into my entire wardrobe. Every-fucking-thing I own is red and blue. I look like a french revolutionary. I look like a founding father in a school play. I have become a northern fisherman in my stripey hat. Now, even if I DO get a new jacket, I feel like I GOTTA buy it in red, yk? Otherwise they won't recognize me. Maybe I won't recognize me. I'm the rocket pop guy!!!
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lujingheswife · 7 months
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soulmate au! everyone has heterochromia, one eye is your natural colour the other is your soulmate’s natural colour. once you meet eye contact, all eyes return to its natural colour.
featuring: neuvillette
word count: 1075
cw: soulmate!au, reader is a liyue adeptus, gn!reader, reader’s eyes are GOLD because GOLD, traveler can be lumine or aether (they/them pronouns), intentional lowercase, not proofread
author’s notes: super duper rushed IM SORRY,,,, this could be written better but yeah 😭😭 i’ll do better next time !!! (i love soulmate aus)
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neuvillette blinked at the reflection of himself on the mirror for the nth time. it was not the first time he had done so, but every time he observed the eyes of the citizens of fontaine it made him question what made his soulmate so special.
because one thing for sure, he was almost certain his soulmate was not human.
the chief justice knew the eyes of a human when he sees one. their round iris, and the common eye colours of brown or blue could easily tell that they’re merely human.
however, his soulmate’s eye replacing his left one did not look like the eyes of a human. it was an unnatural colour, usually similar to the eye colours of those who wield a vision. what caught his attention though, was the pattern of his soulmate’s eye that stood out amongst the others. like how his eyes are of a dragon’s, and lady furina’s eyes are of dewdrops, his soulmate’s eye, igniting a warm colour, shouted gold.
the first thing he had in mind was the land of gold where the geo element usurper resided. he knew liyue was a land of the adepti, where many immortals who once battled in the archon war still lived in the mountains of amber.
yet for centuries living as the hydro dragon, he had never once encountered his soulmate.
was it because of the distance between them? it was understandable, after all, for an adeptus to remain loyal to their homeland.
he had visited liyue a few times but failed to find this soulmate of his. maybe they were not residing in liyue after all?
neuvillette chose to let fate decide.
he heaved a small sigh as he turned away from the mirror, back to his office desk to continue checking the documents for the next trial.
“monsieur neuvillette!” a loud, squeaky voice which he knew belonged to a certain floating alien chimed through the door. he watched as surprisingly, only paimon, flew her way into his office with an excited expression.
he blinked confusedly at her unusual demeanour. “miss paimon,” he called, “how may i assist you today?”
he allowed her to take her time as she panted heavily. “your—“ she looked up at him and he swore he saw her eyes sparkling a lot brighter than usual. “my?” he asked.
“soulmate! we found your soulmate!! they’re outside!” paimon exclaimed excitedly.
neuvillette’s world stopped for a millisecond, for he had not known that his soulmate had just traveled kilometres from the southern liyue to the northern fontaine. he did not realize his legs moved on his own, allowing paimon to drag him by the sleeve towards the outside of the opera house.
“monsieur?” he heard paimon called before snapping himself out of his thoughts. he noticed her looking at him in concern, realizing he had stopped his tracks right by the door. “are you okay?” she asked.
is he okay? he wondered the same.
he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his chest, as if someone— or something, was banging the drums inside. he felt the drums getting louder and faster, and he could not feel his legs anymore.
he inhaled sharply. “i’m perfectly fine, miss paimon,” he paused in between, “well, let’s meet my… soulmate, shall we?”
his gaze turned towards the entrance of the door, sensing the melusine looking at him eagerly as she patiently waited for him to get ready. “monsieur neuvillette! are you going out?” she asked.
he nodded. “yes, i am. thank you very much.”
the melusine by the door clapped her hands excitedly as she immediately skipped towards the door knob before opening it for him. “well then, enjoy meeting them, monsieur!”
neuvillette watched the door opens before the light outside instantly came greeting him in an embrace.
and the first thing that entered his vision was a pair of heterochromatic eyes that matches his.
you were there with the traveler, dressed in foreign attire not befitting of fontaine. your vision clinging onto your waist like a proud medal. you were by the entrance, surrounded by melusines who were saying how your eyes match their chief justice. he watched how your confused expression tries to have a conversation with the little melusines while the traveler laughed next to you.
the cute moment did not last when the melusines notice the presence of their chief justice, immediately rushing towards him excitedly wanting to ask him about his soulmate. yet his widened eyes had locked with yours, watching your eye adorned with his blueish-purple colour slowly changing back to gold— the familiar gold that greeted him every morning in front of the mirror.
“monsieur neuvillette! your eyes!” he heard a melusine exclaimed, their hands holding his sleeve as they jumped happily.
he blinked confusedly at the tugs of his sleeves when a melusine appeared with a mirror in their hands. they showed a reflection of himself where his eyes were back to his original form— the mixture of silver, blue and purple.
he averted his attention to his soulmate who seemed to be doing the same. you were looking at your own reflection, realizing your eye has reverted to its original form. he watched your surprised expression until you noticed his attention had diverted towards you.
your flushed expressions felt a little foreign to the iudex of fontaine, but he was certainly relieved at the sight of your comfortable state in a foreign region.
he gave you a sincere smile as he placed a hand over his chest as a form of greeting.
“greetings. i’m neuvilette, chief justice and iudex of fontaine. it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
since birth, neuvillette never understood the concept of soulmates until he was given a chance to experience such phenomenon. from when he had awoken to a change in his appearance to encountering the partner that was given to him by fate, it was a surprise that a being like him could have one too.
in fact, his own soulmate was not mortal either. an adeptus originating from the land of gold, you began your exploration in the continent with the fellow traveler when they could not stop persuading you to follow them to meet someone.
a smile was formed on your lips in return as you introduced your name to him, which sounded nice to his ears. “and it’s a pleasure to meet you too, mister neuvillette.”
maybe he could give this concept a try.
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codemiracle · 6 months
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Local greasy rat is here. he tried to bleach his hair and failed miserably. Also, I wanted to give him those emo red pants with the checkered pattern but it looked so ridiculous I decided against it, in my mind he wears them though. He's an MCR fan of course. ((I'm not a dol artist I'm just sketching these for fun :3))
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nothing quite like sewing to make you realize how small you really are
like I did not expect my hip-to-ankle-length to be less than a meter even though my whole body is only 164. but still!! less than a meter!!! I'm so short!!!!!
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maroonsoul · 4 months
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cw : sub!afab!geto, dom!male!reader, dirty talk, degrading, creampie, mentions of pregnancy, kind of free use kink?.
additional note : felt the need to get mean and he was the best victim.
it all started when you simply came back from a long day at work, expecting a few cuddles from your boyfriend Suguru who stayed home that day. until you heard familiar sounds coming from your shared bedroom.
what a sight it was ; dildo glued to your desk that was creaking at every stupid bounce from your boyfriend who was panting, eyes closed and trembling from the effort. you leaned your shoulder on the doorframe and admired the show for a few minutes, staying completely silent as your crotch tightened.
Suguru was completely out of it, hair loose and wearing nothing but an unbuttoned blouse that dramatically fell over one single shoulder. how lucky you were to have this angel of a man completely at your mercy. “what did I say about jerking off while i’m at work ?” you say calmly.
he stops his movement and drops down the dildo, the tip hitting deep inside his cunt making him fight the urge to let out a lewd moan. his hand was glued to his clit, you guessed he made himself cum multiple times by now. “are you deaf ?” you snorted.
he would love to answer you, really. but the fear mixing up with the adrenaline made him completely unable to get anything out but whimpers. he wanted to explain that this was a mistake ! you must understand, he was so bored and pent up from waiting for your arrival ! surely you could forgive him, right ?
you took a few steps closer, Suguru’s cunt was still filled with the dildo. “did it feel good ? how many times did you cum ?” Suguru nodded dumbly at your words, you chuckled at his state. “get up.” and so he did. he couldn’t really dare to disobey any more orders from you, he couldn’t allow it.
you watched his pussy sliding out of the big plastic dick, as his legs almost gave out you were quick to grab him. he looked up at you, cheeks flushed and eyes glistening with lust. after all this mess he still wasn’t satisfied. “oh my sweet baby. look at you.. you’re all sweaty.” your words were as soft as a feather, this couldn’t be good.
“do you want me to help you ?” he nodded again,
“speak.” you said firmly. “cmon, are you a fucking mutt ?” you grabbed his face strongly, squishing his cheeks together as muffled sounds came out of his mouth.
“he-help me.. please. with this..?” those were the only words Suguru managed to form. you smiled widely and helped him get on top of the mattress. you’d be a fool not to use this as an excuse to get even meaner. he let out soft pants as he tried to steady his breathing pattern and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t completely excited about what would come out of this.
you unbuckled your belt and pulled down your pants just enough so he could see the happy trail on your lower abdomen. Suguru’s cheeks flushed at the sight, as if it was the first time you two ever got intimate. you slowly got on top of him, both your arms caging him and your eyes devouring his entire body. you lips found their place on his, that were messily trying to answer to your aggressiveness.
he moaned in your mouth while your hand rested on his belly on which you traced circles on with the tip of your index. suddenly, you grabbed both his legs and bent them enough so his cunt was facing your crotch. it wasn’t too complicated to slide inside his pussy, and the feeling was unreal to you. warm and wet just how you liked it.
Suguru panted loudly at the first thrusts, it was so much different from the earlier dildo. your cock fit perfectly, every vein hitting every sweet spots inside him. it filled him up so good he couldn’t even breathe properly, his mouth opening and closing like a complete idiot. while his legs were close to his ears, “feels better doesn’t it baby ?” you cooed and he couldn’t even hear you.
you watched his toned pecs bounce at every movement, his black hair sprawled on the white mattress and his face completely angelic.
“if you were so horny, you could’ve called me. but instead..” Suguru whimpered at one particular thrust. “you decided to act like a cheap whore.” your hands grabbed his hips so tightly he knew it would leave cute red marks the day after. you fastened your pace, admiring how stupid he looked at the moment.
“is that what you are Suguru ? a cheap whore that likes to bounce ?” you said harshly and gently slapped his cheek a few times to wake him up. “answer me you fucking slut.”
but he couldn’t. in the state he was in, he couldn’t form any coherent sentences. you smiled knowing he was too fucked up to answer and kept on thrusting inside him, you felt his cunt tighten around your cock and understood that he was close. if he wanted to feel good, why not give him that ?
so you did, you let him cum first. but you didn’t stop. even if his eyes rolled back, even if his throat let the most dry sounds ever, even if his hair started to stick on his forehead, it didn’t matter. what mattered is that he’d remember that if he acts like a whore, he’ll get fucked like one.
“wanna have my babies Suguru ?~” you let out a fake smile and came inside his puffy cunt with a long moan. he gasped at the feeling of your cum spilling inside his pussy, feeling like he was your toy ready to get used. which he gladly was, with no question.
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genderlessghoul · 7 months
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I've been wanting to do this post for a while now so here is EVERYTHING I CAN TELL YOU ABOUT THE GHOULS' IMPERA COSTUMES.
Buckle up because I have a LOT to say about those, this is gonna be a very long one.
The costumes were designed by B Åkerlund, a Swedish costume designer who's worked with Ghost since at least Meliora (that's as far back as I was willing to scroll on her Instagram page lol). B Åkerlund has also worked for many other musical artists such as Lady Gaga, Beyoncé, Madonna, the Rolling Stones, Ozzy Osborne, Blink 182 and Hollywood Undead (information from her own website)
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The masks were made by Bob Basset, a visual artists who works a lot with leather. I find his work fascinating, you can look him up on Instagram (nsfw warning, there's a few naked ladies).
Fun fact! The horns are real cow horns. That's the reason some of them have gold tips, to hide the imperfections that come with working with actual horns.
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He does have a shop where he sells his items, there's a mask there very similar to the Impera ones. You can also buy Papa's batwings if you happen to have 2500$ lying around!
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The jackets are made on the same model as one of Papa's. The back is decorated with a spine-like design made from leather and cording. It's adorned with a few of our classic Impera buttons. Some of the hems were left raw and some deliberate weathering was done to make it look old and worn.
Fun fact! The shoulder pieces are not sewn into the garment, I would assume for easier cleaning. I don't know if they're held by strong magnets or snap buttons.
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The vest (my beloved 😩) is made from flocked velvet in a paisley pattern, the front hems embellished with satin piping. It closes in the front with custom metal clasps that are riveted into the garment. The D parts are attached with what seems to me like wide elastic, which would lessen the pression on the clasps when moving around a lot. The back is made from two different types of fabric, I'd have to touch it to be able to tell you what they are. I assume the panels closer to the sides have some mild stretch to them. The top of the shoulders are decorated with Impera grucifix patches.
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The shirts were not custom made for the ghouls, altho they were altered. The original shirt in the vintage painter linen shirt from Punk Rave and it is still being sold. Some of the cuffs were altered, removing the ruffles for some of the ghouls, but not all. They were removed for Dew, Mountain and Phantom, Aether's didn't have them either. As far as I can tell, all the ghoulettes still have them.
An unfinished piece of linen serves as an ascot, that piece is decorated with a metal devil skull. The colour of the skull doesn't appear to be consistent between each ghoul, Dew's looks gold almost bronze while Phantom's is a silver-like colour.
Another modification is the buttons, a small portion of them were removed in favor of our Impera buttons. Some of the ghouls have more buttons replaced than others, which is still a mystery to me.
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The pants are called Jodhpurs, they were invented in the 1800s as horse riding pants. The wide part at the hips and thighs allowing for better movement. The ones the ghouls wear don't reach all the way to their ankles, they stop a bit past the calf muscle, hidden by the boots. (Yes, the ghouls are effectively wearing capri pants)
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The boots are motorcycle riding boots, decorated by a grucifix. Like the shirt, they can still be bought online through the All American Boots website, altho the price tag is... Headache inducing to say the least.
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The cape is a piece of costume that was only briefly worn on stage by the ghouls, Aurora being the only one who still wears one. I would assume it gets in the way of playing very easily. The cape itself is made of two fabrics, a light blue satin and a dark grey suede. The two pieces are not sewn together at the bottom, they move freely from each other. The cape is attached on the left shoulder with a harness piece that has one strap across the chest, decorated with a metal buckle, and one under the armpit.
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Aight that's it for me, have a nice day byyyyye!!
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mysticallystilinski · 6 months
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FEELING [ stiles x fem! reader ]
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desc. STILES CAN’T KEEP HIS HANDS OFF YOUR BODY
has : SMUT 17+, fingering, very clingy stiles, tit sucking, tit playing, sub!reader, heavy teasing, whimper!kink.
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“please stiles”, you moan out as he rubs against your body. it has been days since he has even came close to touching you. it was an understatement on how badly you needed him. his large hands run up and down your delicate body. he grinned in excitement at any little whimper that comes out of you.
“be patient”, he whispers in your ear. his heavy breath coming that close to you was enough to make you cum. you had no articles of clothing taken off you quite yet, but you knew soon enough he would have to cave in. you push off his torso and place your feet on the cold floor.
you lower your hands to the rim of your shirt, and proceed to pull it off in a quick flash. stiles sat on the bed, practically mind blown at this sudden boost of confidence. you walked closer to him as you heard his breathing pattern get quicker.
stiles had a certain feeling that you were putting on a false show. he tugged onto the waistband of your pants, and pulled you closer in between his legs. he looked up at you with those soft brown eyes. “why are you acting like this sweetheart”, he groaned out. your words got caught in the back of your throat as he slowly stood up and placed you to the side.
he looked down upon you in lust as you scanned his large figure. his brown eyes almost certainly turned to black as he grabbed your shoulders and sat you down upon the bed. he now stood above you while you were in the opposite position as before. he got onto his knees, and slowly ran his hands up and down your thighs.
“stiles please, don’t tease”, you practically whimpered. he interlocked his fingers into your waistband, and slid the soft flannel pants down your legs and to the side of the bed. he was now approached with your light red panties. he slowly moved his head toward your core, took his mouth and dug his teeth upon them.
he smirked as you looked down onto him in waiting. he lowered his head as the panties followed along with him intertwined in his teeth. he dug his fingers into your things as he made his away along your silky legs. he reached the bottom and discarded your sweet panties. stiles mind filled with all the things he wanted to do with you. he thought first about fingering you, then slowly moving onto other things.
he lifted his head up, and saw your facial expression. it was a mix of impression and excitement. your smile lit up the room as stiles started to giggle as he got closer to your heat. he used his large hands to spread your thighs apart, and lowered his head closer. his fingers untangled your thighs and moved to your throbbing pussy.
he slowly inserted one finger, then heard a gasp for air. you whimpered as his long finger headed deeper inside of you. he took it slightly out, and inserted one more finger. your head was thrown back in pleasure as he slowly pumped both fingers in and out. you felt him get closer to you as his fingers continued to glide in and out at the perfect speed.
your body filled with tingles as he increased his speed. one hand was gripping your boob, while the other was heading inside of you. you quickly moved and scrambled as his fingers hit just the right spot. he slowly used the hand on your boob to play with your nipple, slightly pinching it for a pleasurable feeling.
your body was feeling hot and heavy while stiles slowly talked you up to an orgasm. “you’re doing so good y/n”, he spoke. you gasped in shock and pleasure when he said those five words. “please cum for me”, he groaned out. you saw his eyes focused on your wet pussy when he looked up and smirked in a devilish way.
he held eye contact with you as he spoke softly, “baby you look so good taking my fingers.” your head filled with the things he was doing to you, and how good it felt. your core tightened as you felt the moment coming. he hit your g-spot one last time, and you collapsed. cum overflowed out of you as stiles latched his mouth onto your pussy.
he sucked up all he could, and gripped onto your thighs with both hands. you saw him look up at you with his lustful eyes. his tongue delved all around your area as he grinned. he lifted his head and moved his body so that he was on top of you. he lowered his head to your boob as slightly used his tongue to head around the area of your nipple.
stiles couldn’t help but groan as your body smelled sweet. his tongue clenched around your hard nipple, and you moaned out in peace. he slightly chuckled at your noise, but still was focused. he unlatched his mouth, and slightly placed his lips onto yours. he pulled back, “i want you to taste yourself.” your eyes widened but you complied as he stuck his tongue into your mouth. your eyes got heavier as he slid his hand up your bare body.
he made out with you to help you release some tension. you felt on cloud nine as your soft lips intertwined with yours. he removed his lips, and slowly smirked. “what are you up to stilinski?”, you groaned and rolled your eyes.
“round 2?”
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hopeheartfilia · 2 years
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theese pants truly cant catch a break
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babygirlblosser · 7 months
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Oh good you’re finally home🥰. We need to talk. Look I know you and my boyfriend have been best friends since 😚you were both in diapers and we all decided to live together this semester, but we can hear everything you do i😵n your room through the air vent, including what you watch. And it has sounded like you have some pretty weird little embarrassing fetishes. Like what? How about that weird mommy porn I always hear blaring? Yea I see you blushing now. You’re pretty addicted to those POV diaper changing simulations too. No don’t worry we’re not kicking you out or anything,😵 but I’m definitely going to make fun of you forever tbh. So don’t be rude baby boy, are you gonna show me your secret widdle stash of diapers🥰? I know you have some. There’s no way you’re just jerking your little baby dick to your diaper fetish porn😍. I’ve definitely heard what sounds like the tabs of a crinkly😱 diaper being ripped open and put on my giant loser of a roommate who never brings girls home and now I know why!! I never would’ve guessed that you were an adult baby but it makes a lot of sense. I just mean that diapers really suit you. You’re short, you’re moody and whin😥y, oh and my friends who’ve suffered the misfortune of sleeping with you even told me about how small your dick is and how fast you cum. Didn’t you immediately start humping Rachel’s leg😘 and cry for her to put a titty in your mouth and then cum in your pants instantly? Yea she told people..a-lot of people.😍 Soooo yea you definitely belong in them. Are you wearing one right now?? Why would I believe you, come here..🥰omg it’s like 3 in the afternoon and you’re wearing a dirty pissy diaper❤️!! And it’s so thick and has baby patterns on it wtf??? Cmon loser follow me to your room I’m totally changing your diaper on Instagram live.😍
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lovelyboytears · 22 days
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you're at the library with your sub, while he's studying for finals
you can't resist the temptation to tease him. the way his eyebrows scrunch up when he's focused is just too cute
you move your chair a little closer to his and put your hand on his thigh under the table. he looks up from what he's working on, and you give him a reassuring smile.
as he keeps working, you start to trace patterns on his thigh with your nails, watching as he starts to melt under your touch. you trace steadily upwards, noticing his back stiffen when your hand stops right on his bulge. you lean over and drop a kiss right below his ear before whispering
"already half hard for me, and all i've done is touch your thigh?"
the tips of his ears burn red, and he squirms in his seat trying to resist the urge to buck his hips upward
you start to move, grinding his cock on your hand. he lets a whimper slip past his lips, and your movements immediately still
"shh, this is a library, remember? you want people to overhear you making those cute sounds, hmm?"
"n-no mommy, i don't want that"
you grin and slip your hand into his pants, playing with the tip exactly where he likes it
"i think you do. you want everyone to hear you whining and moaning like a dog in heat. why else would you be dripping precum like this?"
right as he opens his mouth to object, you stroke your thumb over the head of his leaking dick, and his words are cut off by a high-pitched moan
"see how good you are at being a whore, just for me? maybe i should make you beg out loud here. i bet you'd get off to that, wouldn't you?"
he can only manage to nod, covering his mouth with his hands. you can see tears glistening in the corners of his eyes. he looks so pretty like this, so good for mommy.
"alright, baby boy. how about you get up and walk to the car for me? don't cover yourself, let everyone see how hard you are."
"b-but"
"no buts! if you can be a good boy and do what i say, you can hump my thigh until you cum! i'll meet you in the car, cutie"
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