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#Two swans
peaceinthestorm · 1 year
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Caspar David Friedrich (1774 -1840, German) ~ Schwaene im Schilf, 1820
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dyinginafield · 4 months
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whipedcream · 3 months
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gone fishing
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astralnymphh · 5 months
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╒═✰❝how the shadow shrouds❞
⋆' a smut teaser
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⋆' . subtop/loser!ellie x dom!reader
⋆' content; drabble, blurbs, mature themes, smut, loser ellie, reader has a borderline dominatrix moment(at least in the actual fic), degrading (g), subtop ellie, painslut ellie, hair grabbing (g), voyeurism (e. aware + consenting), edging (g), slight dacryphilia, begging kink
⋆' a/n; this is merely a teaser piece for volume 2 of my tps series, so expect this to be short and not fully detailed. I just couldn't go without writing a teaser specifically for this chapter cuz it's such a hot idea.. this will be much more erotic in the actual fic.
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"u're such a fucking loser, ellie williams."
those words wormed parching on her ear, the tepid cider staining your lips carrying a warm scent into her nose that made everything so woozy in her senses.
her ears parched because now, her boxers were sappy with arousal. pretty pussy pulsing on the couches' padding by your signal.
"am i?"
her reply duels you. pomegranate cheeks dulcified in brown sugar spots, hot to the touch, grazing against your own, limpid of any redness. you found esteem in the newfound control your voice held. ellie's pupils read like a palpable message, 'i want you, that bad.'
that bad. that bad being the way you gathered the short burnished hair of her scalp between your folded knuckles, tossing her down to a kneeling position with one gripe tug, her chin pressing the plush of your belly pouch. glossy pup eyes praying for that fierce grip you bear.
ellie us limited to the floor, and your looming shadow shrouds her.
yet, you would only give her half of what she longs for.
a stammer of her whispers stick a film of hot breath over your womb, "please– please, let me fuck you.." her slobbering lips shine, snailing strings of spit that tether to her tongue.
"what did just I say? hands in ur' fuckin' pants."
her mild adams apple bobs with a hitched swallow, hesitant tears brinking the shoreline of her bottom eyelids.
"yes ma'am," muttered ellie breathily, plopping her head down to observe her large hand undoing her pants.
"ey-" you wrap and pull her jaw up, forcing her to gaze up, sternly adding, "fucking look at me." your fingers dimple her skin and drag with reddening ripples.
now, her flexing hands halfway submerged in her unzipped jeans, rubbing discoid motions under her cotton boxers. the slick pools over her fingers, causing raw wet sounds to slosh from beneath the fabric of her boxers.
you could barely hear that shit, though.
the fingers tangled in the thicket of her rusty locks thrust her head back, stretching that elegant neck of hers even more. a choked 'guh.' bubbles from her chords.
"i wanna hear how wet y'are, show me." your cold request capers your throat and wisps out like a gravelly snarl.
the suffuse of blush clots her facial features, skin fermenting with a heat. like wildfire, her arousal spreads infinitely, spilling a heap of moisture to prune up her fingers more than they already were.
a gruff gulp is heard, "uhuhh~" and her other hand peels the waistband of her boxers forward, sounds of smacking wet folds carrying into your ears so deliciously. fuck.
"love it when' y'uh watch me.. mhhgmm, fuck baby, fuhhckk." moaned ellie, verde rings rolling halfway behind her dreary fucked–out lids, red puppy eyes.
the ravine between your upright stance and her pitiful kneeling one immerse your eyes in a beautiful perspective. balled paw messily stroking her achey, strained clit brings a bang of toe–curling pleasure to lash over her cunt, rising up her body.
she wasn't going to cum. not on your watch.
"stop."
her heavy eyes puff and shut, scrunching her brows, gently swaying her whole body up on her knees with each long rub to her clit. she doesn't listen to you. she keeps going. mumbling incoherent 'fucks' like an invocation over her purrs. what a greedy fucking loser.
"said' stop, d'ya hear me?"
the mitt in her hair heaves her crown up harshly, shoving her face plumb to your exposed navel, meek hands grip your thighs.
the tugged tenderness elicited in her scalp excited her further, confessedly – lewdly.
"can't come till i tell you to, kay?" your fingers wane from her scalp, caressing a beeline down her face 'till your index and middle nudge her lips, slipping the tips in, "suck, 'n finger yourself."
"baby, i chn't –" her whine pitches up, spitting your fingers out, "please put ur' hands on me – shhit, fuck!"
hard rubber tip of your boot found itself hiked up against her entrance clad in the jeans inseam, rolling your ankle in circular oscillation.
her entire body rattles, trembling at the mercy of your foot. eyes drowned out. mouth slack agape. soaking slit swallowing up the boxer fabric your foot pushed up. back arching convexly, plowing her rapacious clit on the bulbous edge.
"y-yess.. yesyesyes–" chanted ellie, fucking lost from consciousness.
unluckily, you chuck your foot away.
"no- nono, mhhn– i need'ju.." her mouth latches forward and hungrily nips at your thigh, frustrated at the loss of pleasure with salty tears dripping off her jaw, "I'll make you feel good– please.. nghh-"
so fucking hot.
you chuckle, "see? a pretty fucking loser, poor baby."
ellie just nonscensically rambles, ignoring you, "could fuck you s'good – scchlp," she sucks drool from her spluttered lip, "fuck eachother.."
this girl is antsy as fuck.
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that's all y'all get for now 🤣 wait for the rest!!
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muldery · 5 months
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@pscentral event 20 — antagonists @lgbtqcreators battleship bingo — enemies to lovers
every single hero has to start out looking like me and you (insp)
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fuckmeyer · 5 months
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i wish we had seen more done with the symbol of Bella Swan as the lamb. Edward got his "lion & the lamb" scene. i wish there was a point where Bella was reflecting on this with Jacob.
"the wolf & the lamb." how sick it is that the lamb always finds herself in the company of predators. how beautiful it is that the lamb has the courage & tenacity to seek them out.
"the wolf & the lamb." how wise it is that the little lamb who the lion teased for being so delicate uses her softness to cozy up to the warmth of yet another natural-born predator.
"the wolf & the lamb." the lamb has left the flock only to be abandoned by the pride; now, here is the lamb running with the pack as if her claws are just as sharp & her canines sink just as deep.
here is Bella Swan, the "wolf in lamb's clothing."
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David laughing and Michael wiggling are everything to me
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asurrogateblog · 17 days
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paul mccartney is not allowed to die because you just know some dumbass mystical bullshit is going to happen afterwards. when two white birds show up at his funeral or something everybody is going to freak out about it even though that’s exactly the kind of unforgivably sappy nonsense you'd expect at this point
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pien-art · 2 years
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brainrot posting !!
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houseswife · 3 months
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this is my agenda ❤️
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strawbebbiesart · 7 months
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june/ july / august 💌🥪🦢
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columboscreens · 3 months
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blondringlets · 4 months
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Two headed calf, Laura Gilpin
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hllziepop · 2 months
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Im tired of pretending the reverend isn’t one of the best characters.
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astralnymphh · 5 months
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two peculiar swans.. 𓍢.
⋆ . a polaroid teaser - loser!ellie x coolgirl!reader
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"What're you doing at my door?" your weary voice rounds her ears, groggy in your wake of slumber, "It's three in the morning, Ellie."
A lighthearted scoff gusts from her open lips, tucking a rusty red strand behind her ear conch, "What happen to 'Els'?"
You rub your crusty eyes of their blur, chuffing, "Tch, what happened to breakfast at ten?"
"Couldn't wait." a sotto voce mutter with her head hung low, smile concealed. The auburn bang now dangling from her hairline like a loose vine.
"What?"
"I brought my camera.." that mumble elevates slightly, head raising.
Come on, Els. You've already taken so many 'collage photos', gosh. Fucking dork.
A laugh from you entertains her ears, "More photos?"
"Yeah," her right arm, tattoo bathed in the subtle buzzing porch light, stretches back to dig in her backpack, why did she even bring that, and returns with that old, clunky, vintage polaroid camera, "the last photos were okay, but.." her timbre trails off into silence.
"But?" your head slants.
Her tongue quickly swipes over the chub of her peachy lower lip, suckling on it prior to, "They didn't capture everything.."
Ellie usually isn't such a flatter sap, at least, not before the bonfire.
Okay, Els.
"C'mon in, then."
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dinneratgrannys · 11 months
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Regina, I know you’re in there. I can see the lights on. I know this is all...complicated...but you can have happiness. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but you just have to fight. Okay, if you won’t I will.
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