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#Valentines Event
chrollohearttags · 4 months
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TRACK 01 ❥ RIDE • J. KIRSCHTEIN
your love with jean didn’t start out with perfect beginnings but he’ll make certain it has the story book ending.
❥ content + warnings: paramedic!jean, patient liaison reader (black coded), mentions of illness, pain, etc, very brief mention of infidelity, Jean being a complete lover boy, he has a heavy country/creole accent (he speaks French once or twice) hotel sex, alcohol use, fingering, foot play, bondage, dirty talk, squirting, blindfold, wax play, pet names (my love, my girl, sweetheart) daddy kink + heavy dom, nipple play, breeding/pregnancy, mating press
word count: 6.2K
“Take off those heels, lay on my bed…whisper dirty secrets while I’m pulling on your hair..”
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there were so many words that could be used to describe the enigma of a man that was Jean Kirschtein. For the longest, he was a mystery to you..not being able to take him one way or the other. You couldn’t quite figure him out or really see him for who he truly was. And just when you’d thought you had him all figured out; pegged as one thing, he swayed your mind in the opposite direction. Granted, that was before you knew him beyond being your ex’s homeboy. Keeping yourself at arm’s bay from any man that wasn’t him as to not make him jealous. Of course, that was prior to learning that it wasn’t Jean or anyone else you had to worry about. It was him. It was only a year and a half ago that you learned the heartbreaking news of your ex’s infidelity and by the mouth of none other than Jean himself. It came as such a shock to you that as he spoke, you found yourself almost collapsing onto the pavement but he quickly caught you. You’d never felt so humiliated and betrayed before in your life. The weight of it was almost too much for you to bare..that was until Jean caught you within his grasp and never let go! He assured you that Connie or no other man would ever harm you again as long as he was around. A promise he kept true to..even severing ties with his best friend altogether. It was easy by no means and you felt guilty for being the reason their friendship ended but the only thing you were met with was laughter and a very simple statement in response:
“Any man that could hurt a beautiful woman like you could never be my friend.”
that wasn’t all though..as Jean explained, the two of them began falling out over his constant womanizing and cheating. Granted, he was no saint himself and the two of them were no strangers to having multiple ladies in their lives or even having threesomes with them. But all of that changed when Connie got with you…or so he claimed! Turns out, he only amped up his infidelity through the roof and left you in the dark about all of it. Jean, although a bit of a ladies man himself, couldn’t sit idly by and allow you to be harmed by his actions. But honestly, none of that mattered now. Hell, it all seemed like a far off past that you had but repressed from your memory. Especially when Jean had all but spent this last year and some change not only atoning for Connie’s mistakes but treating you like the absolute goddess you were. The two of you were both employed by the same hospital; you worked as a patient liaison who saw to the non medical needs of the patients. Ensuring that they knew how much they were being billed and offering assistance if it were needed, making certain that their rooms were up to par, even helping out with diet plans..if someone were vegetarian or pescetarian, you’d relay the message to the kitchen staff and make sure they’d have those options for them. It was equally as important as their medical care and it was a job you did exceptionally well. It most certainly took a special person! Which Jean appreciated and respected when he watched you work..always so kind and empathetic. It was no wonder why he felt the innate sense to spoil you in return.
he himself worked as an EMT. Transporting patients to and from the hospital, dealing with high stress situations and quite frankly, enjoying every bit of the adrenaline rush that ensued. Sometimes, it was so intense, he questioned if he were meant to pursue this. But you were his safe haven and once he was with you, he felt as if he could conquer the world!
however, just for the evening…you were setting aside your workplace concerns and stories to be solely devoted to one another. It was a rather special occasion, for many reasons. One being Valentine's Day. And the other? The six month anniversary since you guys began seeing one another officially. When he asked you out after a late night shift and you found yourselves at one of your favorite spots to eat. He handed you a small gift and asked properly; despite hooking up several times prior. Stating that he knew it wasn’t ideal by any stretch of the imagination, but he just couldn’t wait to make you his. It was so thoughtful, you nearly burst into tears right there. Fast forward and life only got better! You had never experienced love the way you had with Jean..endless affection, fancy dates when permitted, small gestures to brighten your day and of course, sex on an entirely different level! This man knew your body like the back of his hand and he always knew the right things to do to make you tick and turn you on. Still, he’d always have his reservations. He wanted to prove that you were worth far more than late night rendezvouses and backseat hookups. He wanted to give you the absolute world on a platter. A goal he had in mind as he made his way to your place; a small house you shared with an older sister and nephew. He pulled that blacked out two seater up to the curb of your driveway..hopping out to open the passenger door just as you made your appearance!
“Well..my my..and they say goddesses don’t walk this earth. I’d hafta’ disagree..not when my baby exists.”
your face completely flushed in a sheath of warmth and your stomach fluttered with butterflies as you flashed that pearly smile and strutted closer. He wasn’t exaggerating because to say you looked divine, wouldn’t be an understatement! Face done up in the most beautiful shimmers and red lipstick that complimented that beautiful dark skin tone, those normally tight curls styled into an updo and gleaming jewelry he had brought dangled from your neck and ears. Dressed in a thigh length red dress with a slit on the right side, tall, strappy heels that wrapped around your calves and a handbag to match. However, you wouldn’t be opening that unless it were to touch up your makeup. Because he had plans that involved spoiling you rotten in more ways than one..and best believe he wasn’t empty handed when getting out to greet you either. No, he was brandishing what seemed to be the largest bouquet of roses he could find!
“You’re way too sweet, baby..thank you!”
“No such thing..here, these are for you, my love. Happy Valentines..and anniversary.”
delicately lacing your cheek with a peck..accepting them, you’d thank him once more and right there, in return..shove your tongue between his lips whilst caressing his cheek. Jean would feel the rush of ecstasy that came with your touch rush his veins. Each kiss, hug and caress took his breath away. Needless to say, dinner was merely the appetizer to the main course to which his pallet desired!..
“Ready to hit the town, my lady?” Garnering quite the adorable giggle from you. He was such a charmer..constantly wooing you despite the relationship nearing a year old.
“Well of course, sir. Lead the way.” you’d return his sentiment, grinning from ear to ear. With that, he’d make haste in opening the door and allowing you to take your seat in the passenger’s side, easing you in. And afterwards, he’d make his own way back to the drivers to start up the ignition. Tonight was sure to be one that would forever be embedded into your memory and heart for many years to come..
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“Jean Rene Kirschtein, I don’t know what I’m going to do with you..dammit, and I said I wasn’t going to cry tonight.”
the only response that you could muster at the moment as you cupped a hand across your mouth, feigning tears and hysterics as you glared down at the crushed velvet box, seated in your lap. Inside, resided a sparkling ring..glistening with princess cut diamonds and a twenty four karat silver band. It was absolutely gorgeous and not to mention..all yours. A piece of jewelry that set him back about nine hundred or so dollars but it was fitting for a promise ring. Not to mention all the other countless gifts he had bestowed upon you tonight. Once he dropped to that knee, there would be no expense spared. He’d grasp your hand as he reached across the table and intertwined your fingers. After he slipped it on for you.
“Well, you could start by drying those pretty eyes of yers’…no need to cry, baby. You deserve this and so much more..” the words permeated your ears and heart like arrows shit directly from Cupid himself. Currently, the two of you were at the rooftop restaurant stationed at the Blaise Hotel, located on the opposite side of town and near the outskirts. It was so lavish yet so intimate at the same time…dim blue illumination outlined the cursive sign hung atop the building. Marble and gold embellished the lobby and everything was so beautiful. It was rather apparent that Jean had spared no expenses when it came to making this night as special as possible. To say you were grateful would be an understatement. “Listen..I know that you and I didn’t exactly start this thing off right and hell, maybe in another life, ya’ would’ve been mine in the first place. But (y/n), baby. I promise I’ll do everything I can to make sure that I’ll be your last. One day, I wanna replace this with the real thing. I wanna marry ya’, have some babies..grow old together. The only thing I want is to spend the rest of my life making you happy. I love you.”
and you knew that he meant every single word that left his mouth. Unlike your ex, there was no doubt that you were his one and only. And you were about to see the great lengths he was willing to go to just to prove that!
“I love you more, Jean..thank you, for making this past year or so, the best I’ve ever had. You pulled me out of a dark place when everyone else was willing to let me sit there..you did things for me that you didn’t have to and I’m forever grateful. I don’t know what I did to deserve to be this happy but…I hope it never ends.” Ending your speech by hoisting your glass, in hopes of not becoming emotional once more. The two of you would toast and take generous swigs of that red Cabernet. Sweet yet strong and the perfect beverage for an occasion like this. “Well..it’s as my granny used ta’ say..’ Même toutes les étoiles du ciel ne pourraient pas briller aussi fort que toi, ma bien-aimée.” Meaning that you shined brighter than any star in the sky and he wanted to spend all night showing you just how special you were to him. Because unbeknownst, there was a second portion to your surprise. One that would undoubtedly embed this night in your mind for a very long time.
“Say, why don’t we get outta here and head upstairs? I gotta lil’ something for you.” Whilst you were finishing up the remnants of your wine, Jean stood from his seat; righter leaving both the bill and hefty tip inside of a black leather booklet. There was no need for you to concern yourself with it or the price inside. This was your night..to be celebrated, to be spoiled and to be loved properly. Something he planned to do in more ways than one. Grasping your hand and the cusp of your arm with the gentlest touch, he’d help you from your seat and pushed it back in. The signs of a true southern gentleman if you’d ever seen one. You knew that his folks had raised him right in the way he carried himself. Although you’d seen Jean act the fool as any twenty something year old boy would, he was always so polite and respectful. Always holding doors, never making you lift a finger to do anything and of course, charmed you to no end. “A lil’ something, huh? Something tells me you went all out..again!” Teasing him as the two of you exited the rooftop to take an elevator down to your suite. Hand in hand with your free one occasionally raising up to stroke his chest. As his own, cradled your waist..holding you close.
“Now now, sweetheart…a man never reveals his secrets. You just relax and let me worry about everything.”
honestly, there was no attesting Jean once he got something set in his head. He was stubborn but there was never a moment where he didn’t see something through to fruition. He also had the habit of sparing no expense to take care of someone else. Maybe that’s what made him such a great first responder..and lover. He was a dominant man. Not the possessive or overbearing type but rather the kind to step up to the plate and handle business without so much as a second thought. Which is why you felt so safe and secure around him..for once, it felt nice to be soft..vulnerable. To let your guard down and let someone else take the lead. So with that, accepting his answer, you’d await patiently as the elevator descended and the down arrow illuminated. Finally, it would come to a halt on the fourth floor..where Jean stepped out first to offer up his hand so he could guide you along. Your heels clicked briefly against the tile flooring before it quickly transitioned to carpet. The hall was decorated with vibrant white and blue paints, vivid imagery plastered onto paintings and sleek, modern lighting illuminated the path to the rooms stationed on the right side. Although Jean’s chivalry seemed to be never ending, there was another reason as to why he was so adamant of stepping ahead of you.
“Before we go inside…there’s one more thing I have for ya..turn around.”
414. The room number in which you two would be residing for the evening..although, you were certain not much sleeping would be taking place. You were stopped in your tracks right by the door as he grasped your hand. Even so, you’d do as your man instructed and spin until your back was facing him. It was then that he’d instruct you to step forward and fully devoting your trust in him, you knew he’d guide you in the right direction. With those strong hands cradling your waist, you’d step forward until you heard the door close behind you. A couple more steps and you could hear soft music playing..until you felt your calves graze what seemed to be a soft cushion of sorts.
“Take a seat, sweetheart..I’m right here.” That deep drawl ringing out in your ear and sending shivers tingling up your spine. Upon bending down to let your backside hit the bed, you’d await his next command. Patently and completely devoted to him. You trusted Jean, more than anyone. So you’d do exactly as he instructed. With your hands resting on your thighs, (y/n) sat straight upright as you felt his fingertips grazing your shoulder blades. You could feel his breath against your neck and his stubble just barely grazing your skin.. “..you’re so beautiful, baby. Ya’ know that? God, I feel like I don’t ever get to say it enough.” His voice dropped to a low vibrato as he continued caressing you. Soaking you in, drinking in your scent and just enjoying being in your presence. Taking his sweet time to fill your head with all of those beautiful words..affirming the things he felt about you on a daily basis. Whilst he did so, Jean’s lips trailed further south. Going from your neck to your shoulders..where he removed the straps of your dress and slid them down gently. His hands trailed the sides of your body and every square inch where he removed an article of clothing, he replaced it with subtle pecks. You couldn’t see a thing but you could feel it all..the warmth of his breath against your flesh, your ensemble slowly slipping away from you and his hands roaming around your torso. Including those supple breasts. Your nipples had begun to stiffen up as he toiled with them between his fingertips. You’d raise your hand to caress his head as it rested on your shoulder. Whilst toying with your newly exposed tits, Jean continued nipping at your ear and rattling off in it. Only this time, his words were far more risqué than before!..
“..ya’ know..I planned this night out in my head several times. I thought of all the ways I wanted to make love to you. How I’d be all gentle and sweet with ya’..but I gotta be honest, sweetheart…”
it was in the midst of his speech did you feel that same hand snake down between your legs and part them with a single pop to your thighs. His movements switched from delicate to a slightly bit rough in only a matter of seconds! He couldn’t hold back any longer..he needed you. He craved you..and desperately!
“..I just wanna fuck the shit out of you. I know that’s not all sweet and romantic. But I can’t help it..I just wanna give you what you deserve. The type of dick you should’ve been getting a long time ago, baby.” Whilst his words seeped to your head, your core was feeling the effects as well. With that center exposed as he tugged your thong to the side, it was no secret that you were already leaking from the sound of his voice and teasing alone. That was exactly where he wanted you! Vulnerable, soft..melting within his grasp. “..Jeannn…” “shh, shhh it’s okay..” He didn’t want you to do a thing. So much so, it wasn’t long before you felt your wrists being bound together in front of you as well. Right now, you were completely under his control and you could bet, that trust you placed in him wasn’t something he was going to take lightly or abuse. He would spend every waking second he had within this room pleasing you to the utmost of his ability.
“..god, those titties are so pretty, sweetheart. I just wanna suck on those nipples, get them hard.” Declaring as he gently grabbed your already sensitive buds and squeezed. He could sense that your body was already coming undone and he hadn’t even begun to toy with you yet! But alas, you had all night and you could fall apart as many times as you needed to..he’d be right there to put you back together! “And this pussy…fuck, it’s so wet for me already…” it was blatantly obvious that he was in the mood to play the long game. To spend hours if needed to build you up to your breaking point, only because he knew the release would be that much sweeter. “Yer’ gonna feel so good, I just know it..” In a sheer moment of haste, your lover would tear that dress from your body as if it were nothing more than a slip of paper. Soon, every other article of clothing would follow suit shortly after and Jean was quick to make his next move. Pulling you back towards his chest; still clothed with the black button down, he’d snake that tattooed arm down the center of your torso. Where he’d revel in toying with your slit. Spreading those puffy lips apart with his index and middle fingers. The sensation of cool air immediately made contact with that dripping warmth and needless to say, you were shivering instantly. Whimpering and huffing as he massaged that clit. Rubbing yourself against those finger pads and grinding on it. Pushing up and slowly gliding back down when he added a single finger. With just that one digit alone, you began writhing and begging him for more but it wasn’t time..you weren’t ready. “Baby, you can barely even take my finger right now…look at how she’s squeezing me.” Chuckling as he watched your movements. You had a habit of being restless..once you became aroused, nothing could tame that salacious appetite except the most intense, passionate sex that he could offer. “I knowww, but pleaseee—“ “..if you know then let me take care of you. Cut it out.” cooing into your ear and reaffirming his point with a gentle hand around your throat. “So are ya’ gonna relax and lemme handle it, sweetheart? Tell me..” and with that subtle dominance, what other choice did you have? That unwavering resolve of his wore you down rather quickly. “Yes, daddy..please take care of me..” “..that’s my pretty girl..” But alas, the foreplay and teasing was far from finished! Keeping you reigned to his chest, Jean continued to work that little cunt over with calculated touches and subtle pushes. Pressing into that sensitive core..his knuckles would become coated in that sticky sex, hoping to drum up more as he persisted. For now, he was ready to move on to his next task on the docket! His movements would come to a halt and suddenly you’d find yourself spasming on nothing more than air. It left you with a yearning..a longing for more. As you awaited his next move, he’d prompt you to open your mouth before placing those fingers between your lips and allowing you to not only clean them off but pacify those pathetic whimpers. “Taste yourself..there ya’ go. So fucking sweet..” You were still shielded from all the surroundings, your eyes covered by that satin cloth. Drool would seep from (y/n)’s jaws and shallow breaths escaped your throat. It was apparent that you were close but prolonging that orgasm would only make the moment that much better. For now, he had but one simple command:
“Hands in front of ya’, sweetheart.” The sharp tone in his voice causes a tingle to trickle down your spine. But naturally, you complied..submitting yourself to him entirely. Once you place your arms to your stomach, you’d find your wrists bound and tightly secured. You were completely at his will and before he proceeded, he’d reposition you to the mattress, placing you flat on your back..as you laid there, sprawled out and completely exposed, the gentle, familiar brush of his fingertips grazed your cheek yet again. Your arms, now outstretched and lying dormant above your head. You had no way of telling what it was that your boyfriend was planning..no sense of your surroundings but that was the entire point. He wanted complete autonomy over you..ensuring that you could trust him and for the next thing he had planned, he wanted you to be fully submissive to him.
“M’ gonna need you to hold still f’r me. Okay, sweetheart? You’re gonna feel a lil’ something dripping..and I want you to let me know if it hurts. You trust me..right?” without a shadow of a doubt, the answer was clear but he wanted to hear you say it. He needed that explicit consent that you wanted this just as badly. Just above your swollen, erect nipples, something hovered about you. It felt warm..which led you to one conclusion:
“Yes..please. Do it.”
and with that, he’d proceed! Brandishing in his hand was an already illuminated candle..one of which was already flickering upon your arrival to the room, as he had requested. This one was beginning to melt but to help speed up the process, Jean retrieved a lighter from his pocket. The same one he used to ignite his cigarettes and blunts on very rare occasions. A sterling silver one with his initials engraved..sparking the flame, the sandy blonde took both items and dangled them only inches from your body. Your frame wiggled around on the bed in anticipation; your chest heaving but breath shallow…you could sense what was coming and for a brief moment, the room fell silent. That’s when it happened…
plop!
the single sound of a wax droplet making contact with your flesh. Your reaction followed a split second later as you sucked your teeth and whimpered. He had to make certain that it wasn’t painful to you. But all reservations subsided when underneath the flicker of that flame, he’d watch that gorgeous smile appear and suddenly, he was at ease and confident that he could keep going! “How’d it feel, mama? That didn’t hurt, did it?” Cooing with a swipe of his thumb across your cheek as he awaited your response. “Y-yeah..but it felt so good! Please…more.” And he didn’t hesitate! Jean continued whittling down that candle with his flames. Soon, the beads multiplied as they fell and before long, your gorgeous dark complexion was marked with cream colored, hardened splatters of wax. Akin to a portrait, you were like a masterpiece..one he wanted to frame and keep forever. Your tits gently swaying as you squirmed around and the sounds of your adorable giggles, along with the lilt in your voice was satisfying enough for your boyfriend. Those beautiful nipples protruding and hardened beyond belief, only caused you to squirm as he grazed them. “That feel good, my love?” “Yes! So good..thank you!” That single show of gratitude made the tent in his pants grow larger..as well as his desire for you! He was fighting the urge to strip down and fuck you senseless right now but he was almost where he wanted you. Where he needed you..
“Good..that’s all I wanna hear..”
just then, Jean would kneel into the mattress to propel himself up. Only after he set aside the candle and lighter, extinguishing both. Where he’d begin to undress. Peeling off his clothing layer by layer. You’d hear the sound of that designer belt buckle clinking as he unfastened it. Tossing it to the floor first and his pants followed suit. Next was his button down he undone. His shoes and everything until he was sporting nothing but that gold Rolex and rings that looked so aesthetically pleasing as it contrasted your skin. Lying a flat palm on your thigh when he crawled back up and parted them. He had been waiting for this moment. Biding his time in anticipation for what was to come..he’d often spend his shifts thinking about you. Trying to feign off his thoughts and desires because he knew he’d have you soon enough. There were so many things he wanted to do with you. On one hand, slow, sensual lovemaking underneath the candles…feeding you gentle strokes. And on the other hand? Pounding you into this mattress until you made a mess of him! Squirting and leaking all over this bed until you convulse of one too many powerful orgasms..
“So tell me, sweetheart? What is it that you want now? Just looking at ya’…I can tell you’re hungry for more. You’re leaking, baby..” teasing as he brushed over that mound and only a mere inch away from that clit. He’d resort to spreading you open again just for his own pleasure. Whispering and murmuring as he sucked his teeth in awe of the sight. He couldn’t believe it..how silky and wet you were.. “..goddamn..look at that. So beautiful..would look even better with me inside of you. Don’t ya’ agree, baby?” Prompting you to lick your lips and nod profusely. You were so needy, you were practically rutting yourself on thin air..seeing as how he refused to directly touch it. Afraid it’d send you flying over the edge if he did. He needed that reaction strictly for himself. He wanted to see you twitching, squirming and writhing all on his cock. “Yeah..fuck..I do..” those pathetic little whines only fueling him more. So much so, as he kept you speaking, he’d coil the base of his shaft and stroke upward as he awaited his answers. “Then convince me, baby. Tell me where ya’ want daddy to put it. Where you need me right now. C’mon, talk to me..”
and you spared no details! You’d quickly plead for him to spread you open and fill you full of his cock. To stretch you out and make you conform to his shape. What couldn’t fit, he better make you take it..that nut? He knew exactly where you wanted it. You wanted him to completely wreck you tonight!
“So that’s how it is? That’s what you feel?” “Yes, baby!..come fuck this pussy, please..” it was obvious that you were becoming anxious and Jean was aching so badly from his own edging that if he didn’t get inside of something soon, he was going to explode. So with one forceful tug, he’d bridge the gap of space between your bodies before placing a leg on your shoulder and folding you back.
“Of course, pretty girl. Whatever you want..this is your dick after all.” Chuckling with a smile on his face, it didn’t take long before his tip was brushing against your slit and casually rubbing on that bud to further stimulate you. “So take it..” suddenly, that subtle teasing turned into full blown penetration! You’d find yourself stuffed to the brim and the gasp and expletives that simultaneously left both of your mouths signified just how good it felt. His thick length throbbing inside of your heat and that tight cunt clutching him upon entry. As if you two were designed for one another. “F-fuck..gonna start moving, baby..you ready?” He didn’t have to see your eyes to know your reaction..it was written all over your facial and body language. You’d give him the go ahead and seconds later, Jean would grasp your waist to keep you steady as he began thrusting up into you. Sounds of smacking skin along with faint moans arose and filled the air. He had to pace himself..go far slower than he would like to if he were going to last any amount of time. Long, deep, well paced strokes were the best move right now. And did he make certain you felt each one!
“G’ahh..so tight, baby..this pussy’s squeezing me..” tossing his head back on his shoulders, Jean would persist and push through the tight bundle of nerves..the sensation constricting his shaft and making him even more so vulnerable than before. He’d consistently dote on you, telling you how pretty you were taking his dick..how good you were opening for him and how he couldn’t wait to fill you up. Saying everything you needed to hear..cream began to pool around the rim of your opening; a result of the slow repetition of his cock slamming into you. Meanwhile, your legs and ankles rested on his broad shoulders. They’d tremble within his grasp as he laced them with sensual kisses. “You have any idea how good you make me feel, my love? How wet you are right now…I just wanna fill you up..I swear. Hell, I think you’d look so beautiful with my baby inside of ya’…” the low vibrato and his accent making the statement even sexier when he uttered it. The response was you twitching around him but not out of pain..you loved the idea. Being stuffed full of his seed, even if you weren’t exactly ready for the latter yet!
“Mmmph...I love when you nut in this pussy.” Declaring with your lips only inches apart. Eventually bridging the gap with soft, sensual pecks. Tongues swirling around and clashing with one another as strings of saliva formed between them. “Yeah? That’s what you want?” “Yes, baby. Keep fucking me. Make me take that dick!” Steadfast in your words, you’d claw at the pillows behind you..the only thing within your confined grasp as his movements progressed. He’d begin to speed up that dormant pace and get deeper into your core. It would seem that your lecherous words had pushed him to the next level..driving him to repeatedly stab at your sensitive core with deep, sharp, unrelenting thrusts. On top of rolling his fingers against your clit, drumming up more of that slick. The moment was perfect..the way your round tits swayed with each thrust, your skin riddled with wax and sweat, your legs coiling his waist..the only thing missing were your nails clawing into his back and marking him up. “J-Jeann…mm, gonna cum! Fuck!..” So he’d make the decision to untie your wrists and lift that blindfold. He needed to see your pretty face whilst he was in it. All of those authentic reactions..
“Then come, baby!..and look me in the eye when you do it.” Prompting you to release that shower of sweet rain all over him and while he was still buried to your hilt nonetheless. Only pushing him back when you could no longer keep him inside, and he’d retract to tap that tip against your slit. “I love when you squirt on this dick..feels so fucking good.” But your boyfriend wasn’t letting up..he was still vying for his own orgasm. Desperate and utterly desiring to fill you full of his seed. Repositioning once more, Jean hovered over your frame and pinned all your limbs back in one fell swoop. He couldn’t pretend to be composed any longer and that suave romantic had shifted to a salacious deviant..hungry to claim your womb for his own. That much apparent by his brutal thrusting and incessant growls as he took full dominion over you. Your feet and wrists were once again restrained as to avoid any attempts to stop him. But he knew you were equally aching for it..aching to be bred and stuffed full, so he’d persist. Spouting off lewd remarks and sloppy kisses to quell you. The bed jolted around with the headboard smacking the wall. Your bodies entangled as he folded you into that mating press. “You're gonna take it f’r me, sweetheart?! Take all this nut..it’s all yours..just tell me where you want me to put it, right now.” Through gritted teeth, he’d plead and try to maintain the last semblance of dominance he harbored because just as his resolve was fading, his stamina was slipping as well. Those thrusts became sporadic in rhythm and he was faltering in his speed. That once deep voice was a sending in pitch and Jean was on the brink of collapse as he held out for a few more strokes. “Gah! Fuck..so tight, I’m coming, baby!—“ “Nut in me, please..give it to me!” And with that command, he no longer felt the need to restrain himself. Coming to a complete halt, you’d watch those deep set eyes become wider and his body stiffen up. He was frozen in place but that long rope of warm semen spilled into your womb. He’d release your hands and you’d be quick to quell him with a palm to the face, thanking him for it and telling him how amazing it felt.
“I need a kiss, c’mere..”
“Of course…”
finally back into reality and consciousness, you’d join together one more time for a searing, passionate peck that solidified your love. Right here in this room, he made certain that you knew you were his forever and always. Regardless of your pasts, who may have been in it before or otherwise. What mattered most was the here and now.
“I’m starting to think I should’ve skipped the promise ring. I wanna marry you right now.” Prompting you to chuckle into your hand before stringing a finger down his chest. “Well that’s quite the jump.” But rest assured, you’d be right here until the actual day came along. Proposal or not, you knew who you wanted to spend the rest of forever with so for the time being, you could revel in his presence and never grow tired. You could definitely get used to it.
“I love you, Jean..” “I love ya’ more, sweetheart.”
and he’d spend all night of the rest of his life proving so.
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@honeybleed @spaceforher @dezibou @nanamiscunt @sweethoneycream
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s-heon · 4 months
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Love is in the Air
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・. ✫・゜・。.
valentines is a time to celebrate and cherish our loved ones, even if it isn't romantic. it is a month for all kinds of love, romantic or platonic and i wanted to created this event to appreciate every single of my followers and supporters who have been there for me throughout my whole tumblr journey. words cannot describe just how grateful i am and now i want to do my best to give back what you guys have done for me.
᭄ how the event works: 💭  ◦ ♡
・create a valentines themed moodboard of any idol (western or kpop) and tag someone you appreciate; a message for them is encouraged too but not compulsory!
・make sure to use the tag #s-heon : valentines event
・this events ends on the 1st of march to give plenty of time for submissions, but can be extended if anyone asks
᭄ how to join: 💌  ◦ ♡
・comment joining below and your ult bias
・reblog this post tagging 3 people or more
・everyone is welcome to join, the more the merrier!
᭄ prizes: 🐇  ◦ ♡
・1st place: boost nitro or 400 robux, 150 reblogs of your moodboard, a follow and a post telling people to follow your account, 3 moodboards of your choice, 3 gifs of your chosen idol and a locs pack
・2nd place: classic nitro or 80 robux, 100 reblogs of your moodboard, a follow and a post telling people to follow your account, 2 moodboards of your choice, 2 gifs of your chosen idol and a locs pack
・3rd place: 50 reblogs of your moodboard, a follow and a post telling people to follow your account, 1 moodboard of your choice, 1 gif of your chosen idol and a locs pack
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᭄ extra notes: 🩰  ◦ ♡
・dm me if you win to claim prizes
・please be patient if you win and are waiting for your prizes since i also am busy with work and uni so it might take a while, but don't worry i haven't forgotten!
・users who are found to have copied will be disqualifies
・ most of all, just have fun! it is just a silly little event :3
・if this flops… then cancelled smh LMFAOO 😛
᭄ tags: 🎀  ◦ ♡
@baesol @yeritos @p-oisn @gigittamic @jenfaery @iluvrei @fyidor @alfaire @agsthv @bambicito @eliatopia @ojiito @hy4k @hyeism @fuckici @wiotas @ultrar @jazzitos @florietas @koosuvi @dollienini @tookio @joyszn @jeonzio @japnz @umiena @menhpy @jkghost @vg-k @froopis @misdior @jangism @yenagorls @wonflirtz @v6mpcat @i04rei @y-vna @i-kyujin @7hyein @jaes1lvr @yoonitos @poeticore @rkivefr @tyunlouv @y-unjins @deaimachi @fairymiese @h-ao @h-aewo @sugarino
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cherry-pop-elf · 4 months
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Pretty Rain Cloud
Fred Weasley x Reader x George Weasley
Can he read as Platonic As Well, because Platonic love is valid AF!
You were in a horribly sour mood. You swore you would never smile again, and never be happy. No way. Of course, you make this vow to the likes of Fred and George. What were you thinking?
Warnings: Umbridge. She’s a warning in general/Set during Order Of The Phoniex: Slight blood, tending to wounds, intense stress, I mean it’s about Umbridge. You know what’s up
Writing Commissions Open
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“Never ever ever again-!” You sniffled, as Fred was currently being your support. Letting you lean his head on his shoulder, as you two sat in The Room Of Requirement’s. Everyone busy with their Defense Practices, while George was busy cleaning the newly made scar on your hand. How it ached, and still burned. He tried to be as gentle as he could, but that toad knew how to make it hurt.
“Oh don’t go saying something like that-“ George would pipe up, as he wade sure your wound was clean. Having had plenty from Umbridge, let alone from the crazy life he lived in general. “We love your smile-“ Fred was quick to echo, as you would squeeze his hand. Since the pain of the fresh scar was so sharp.
“But you heard her. She said I was ‘Smiling To Much, And Distracting The Class’ and all that-!” You hiccuped, as George was finished with wrapping your hand. Being extra cheesy with kissing it. In the hopes you could smile again. To think, she would find a way to punish anyone wand everyone. You were wondering if she was just doing this to hurt Fred and George. Yet, it seemed like no one would escape her wrath. Not even Draco.
“Oh she hates that you actually have a pretty smile, and she doesn’t.” Fred tried to reason, as he rubbed your shoulder. Letting his older brother instincts take over. Doing whatever he could to help you. All the same with George, who remained at your feet. Holding that wounded hand, and feeling the pain throbbing into his own. How the white fabric was already growing a red tint.
“When that’s all healed up, gonna slather it in our latest invention. It’s a bruise removal puddy we got working on-“ George tried to cheer you up with, as Fred would pull out the tin. Inside was a shiny goop. Was rather similar to a glittery dark grey puddy. It did have you curious, but you refused to smile. As if those twins would quit that easy.
“How about this new candy we just made-“ George offered, as he pulled out another tin. Rattling it around. You were not budging. They loved a challenge anyway. They were older siblings, to Ron and Ginny. Harry as well, if anyone got technical with it. That boy was horribly traumatized, yet they could still get him to grin ear to ear. They won’t give up on you just like that. No sir.
“What about….” Fred hummed, as he looked around. They were inventors. Men that thought outside the box. They could figure this out. Those for eyes would scan the room, and watch as everyone would practice. Mastering the spells that she refused to teach. Seeing the dummy’s go flying had sparked an idea. The duo looked to each other, and just grinned.
“Up ya go-!” They said, before suddenly having their arms under each one of yours. Lifting you up, and making your legs kick and dangle. You were basically being kidnapped now. Those darn twins, and being stupidly tall. Along with strong. Even though Umbridge basically banned Quidditch, that didn’t stop the twins from practicing their beater skills.
“Where are we going-?” You asked, just accepting your fate. Better that way. You’ve seen what happened when people tried to escape. You knew you weren’t in actual danger. If you asked them to put you down, they would. They were pranksters, not monsters. Like how they made sure not to do pranks that involved books around Ginny, ever since the Snake Incident. Moral code, that just likes to bend a little bit.
“And here-!” Plopped down you went, with a brow raised. Just in front of one of the many test dummies the room held. Where was this going? Seemed everyone was now looking, fascinated at what the twins were planning. Ron was already grabbing your arm, and pulling you a solid five steps back. Ginny having mimicked the same action with Luna. Given she was spaced out a bit.
“Just five seconds-“ “-We know what we are doing-!” They spoke, which made everyone back up an extra large step. A mixture of curiosity, yet total anxiety at the same time. Just left to wondering what the ever living hell those two were doing, with the dummies right now. Casting quick spells, and working fast. In a blink, it was made clear.
“TA DA-!” They sung, as their ingenuity was unmatched. With some color changing spells, and some quick shifting of fabric, the dummies were turned into mock up dolls of the pink toad herself. “Not as ugly as her, but it gets the job done-!” They echoed, as they knocked on the dummies head. Having poorly done lipstick on. Given they had a little sister, and were basically the dorms collective older sibling, it was on purpose.
“HAVE AT IT-!” They chanted, before quickly ducking away. As if everyone was on edge to fire. They were, but you were able to have the first swing. A proud Flipendo Maxima was called by you, and that pink dummy went flying. Right into the wall, with a loud crumple, before being a crumpled up mess on the ground. You were just giggling in glee, as you did something you wish you could have to the real one.
“To easy-“ The twins snickered to each other, with such pride. Elbows to each other, before they were returning to your side. Watching as the other students would take advantage of this as well. All needing some serious stress relief from that hag. Everyone was able to gain some smiles, and you were included.
You could hardly recall you even dared made a promise like that around them. To never smile again. Maybe, deep inside, you knew what you were doing. That deep down you did deserve to smile. To spite that woman. No matter what your head said, you knew this. Never challenge a Weasley. Let alone the twins. They’ll make you smile, one way or another.
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thelost-in-time · 3 months
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Til death do us part and beyond
Divider by @cafekitsune
This fic is not going to fall in line with the Canon and may not be exactly the same as the actual characters personalities.
Anos Voldigoad x gn! Reader
Featuring an Anos Voldigoad and a reader who have a playful banter of Anos saying reader is his future monarch (since he is king) and reader saying no: but they've been married since two thousand years ago so reader is the monarch while Anos is king, and find the banter funny.
Tw: death. Also super ooc so don't fight me.
@aizawasecretlover this Anos Voldigoad x reader fic is yours 👀
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Anos Voldigoad. The demon king reborn that so happens to have stolen the hearts of men and women alike.
And yet there was one single person who his heart was set on, one single person who his gaze always lingered on.
You.
"You should meet my parents. They'll love you."
Anos said as he put his hands in his pockets before glancing over at you, the one who would make his steady heart beat rapidly when nobody else could do so.
"Didn't I already meet them?"
You had asked him as you raised an eyebrow, because it was true. Anos did introduce his parents to his friends, and you were there when he did so.
His parents adored you, maybe more than the others, and yet nobody could explain why, nobody except the Demon King himself.
But he gave no explanation.
"Yes, but I want you to meet them again. Just you and I."
Anos said with a shrug, but you couldn't help but narrow your eyes as you saw that mischievous glint in his eyes.
You already knew what was comimg.
"Is this a—"
"Maybe."
Damn. He didn't even try to hide it. He made his courting to you abundantly clear to you and eveyone around.
Not that you minded too much.
"Have some kind of shame, Anos. If people see you flirting so openly with your other right hand person, then it's going to be a problem."
You say with an exasperated sigh as the two of you continue to walk around, even stopping at a bakery to grab some of the treats to eat.
"They already know. I haven't hid anything."
He smirks as he carefully pulled the leaf out that had been tangled in your hair, muttering something about being careful in case there were bugs on the tree.
"In any case, you're not just my right hand person. You're my future monarch too."
He said with a proud smirk, causing you to roll your eyes. He was never going to shut up about teasing you about being the future monarch.
But was that so bad when his teasing was as gentle and loving as it was.
Before he could get another word in, he found the pastry held to his mouth and a serious look on your face.
He smiled and happily obliged. If it was cutting down on the teasing while you ate that you wanted, it was what he would give you.
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Tonight was a night that reminded you both of final night of your previous lives.
It was a night where Anos wasn't playfully bantering with you. He just stood under the blanket of the night sky and began to ponder, reminiscing, regretting.
*Back to the past*
"Anos, come on. You can't be serious."
The voice of his beloved rang out that day, clear in his head as he sat on his throne with Hero Kanon in front of him.
"If it means that there will be peace among our people, then I don't mind it. Peace is something we agreed we wanted."
He said as he stood up and looked over at you, one of his greatest friends, one of his companions, and more importantly his spouse.
"I don't want you to do this, but I know you're insistent on this."
You sigh before you looked over at Hero Kanon with a determination in your eyes that Anos was used to seeing when you wouldn't back down. It was one of the things he loved about you, but now it worried him.
"Love, what are you—"
"Kanon, kill me alongside Anos."
Silence.
It was so sudden, and it was as if time froze at your words. Anos would swear that he's never been more afraid of anything until that moment. The fear of having you lose your life just so you could be together in death as well was a bittersweet moment for him.
And Kanon? He was just as stunned, and he was far more hesitant to let you meet the same fate as Anos, especially when he saw how shaken up the demon king was. It was a sight nobody had ever witnessed before. It was... unsettling that there was actually something that scared the demon king of tyranny.
"No. I won't allow for your life to be cut so short. Why would you even think of something like that, my monarch?"
Anos asked as he gently grabbed your arm, looking at you with a desperation in his eyes that was never ever seen before. It was quite heartbreaking for you to have to witness such a sight, since your husband had no fears except losing you.
"Anos, it's not living if it's not with you."
You told him, your tone gentle as you gently held his hands and interwined your fingers, almost hearing the heartbeat of the man in front of you that you'd exchanged vows with.
"I can't... you..."
He couldn't get any words out yet, his heart heavy, trying to think of ways to convince you not to go through with it.
"Anos, I love you. And until death do us part, but even death can't separate us. And hey, we could always reincarnate together."
You say, holding back your own tears over all this. But you told yourself that at least one of you needed to be strong, and if your husband would fall apart, you'd be the one to hold him together, because you loved him as much as he loved you.
"You better find me, my beloved, otherwise there's going to be problems."
Anos said softly as he rested his forehead against yours, hugging you close to him as the two of you just teared up together, embracing the warmth together one last time before you would need to reincarnate after two thousand years.
"I'll find you. I promise. My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again."
You told him as he leaned in and kissed your forehead, gently cupping your cheek before he rested his forehead against yours again.
"Likewise, I'll also think of you until we meet again. Not only was I enchanted to meet you, but being married to you is one of the best things to ever happen to me."
Anos said as you two just let the moment engulf you a little longer before pulling away reluctantly and nodding to Hero Kanon, who had been silent to let you have your moment.
It was time.
*Present day*
Anos didn't even know he was crying, nor did he even sense your presence until you gently wiped his tears and gave him a hug, having already figured out what he was thinking about since he was clenching his fists hard enough for his knuckles to turn white.
"You remembered our final day before reincarnation, didn't you?"
You asked him the rhetorical question as he hugged you back, hugging you as if he would lose you once more.
He hummed in confirmation, and you gently rubbed his back.
"Then let me remind you of our marriage. Think of the good times, my love."
You mumble, and he hummed once more as he too, remembered the first time you both got married.
*Even further back to the past*
You and Anos had just finished fighting a battle alongside each other before he gently cupped your cheek and wiped the blood off your face.
"Beloved..."
He began to speak as you had set down your sword to instead turn your gaze to him, wondering what he would say next.
"You've always been at my side."
He spoke once more, carefully choosing his words as the stars seemed to shine extra bright that night. It was a clear night.
"Yeah? You're not planning on firing me as your most trusted knight outside of Shin, right?"
You joked as you gently elbowed him, causing Anos to smile before he gently held your hands, looking deep into your eyes.
"Marry me."
He was so blunt that you choked on your spit, letting out a fit of coughs.
"Come again?!"
"Be my monarch, rule alongside me. Be mine."
Anos spoke again, kneeling on one knee in front of you as he held one of your hands in his, and his other hand rested over his heart.
"You're kidding."
In all fairness, you both had discussed it multiple times, but you always assumed he was kidding due to his rank.
"I've never been more serious about anything in my life. You and me. Through this life, and every other lifetimes. No matter how many times we have to be reborn, I will find you and you'll continue having my heart."
His confession was so real, straight from his heart. And you knew he meant every single word, because he looked at you like you were the only one in his entire world.
"You know what? Let's do it. Every birth from now and potential reincarnations, we will be born together, and we will never part."
You said and Anos smiled, standing up as he wrapped his arms around you and gently pressed a kiss to your forehead, a soft look in his eyes.
"I never thought that I would fall in love until I saw you, and I would never fall in love again until I find you again. And I would never fall, unless it's you I fall into."
Anos made his promise to you under the stars, the two of you accepting your love with the stars as a witness to your love and marriage.
*Present day... again...*
"I was lost within the darkness, but then I found you."
You tell him as he looks at you with love even to this day, as your heart and gazed filled with as much love for him as he had for you.
Anos smiles and kisses your hand, lightly tracing your ring finger as he looks at you, no sign of the cocky and teasing Anos Voldigoad that he shows to others. Only the man who fell in love with you.
"Now... ready to meet my parents as my lawfully wedded partner?"
"I'm ready as I'll ever be."
And with that, he held your hand, both of you linking your fingers as you walked home together, talking and laughing under the night sky.
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BONUS:
*In another life, modern timeline*
An alarm went off, and when you had checked it, you couldn't help but smile since it was Anos who set the alarm.
He set a little message for you before sending you a text so you could go downstairs.
As you walk downstairs, you pass by Izabella and Gusta who both wish you a happy wedding anniversary with Izabella getting emotional at the fact that you're the spouse of Anos, and how thankful she was to be your mother-in-law.
And once you go downstairs, Anos had a smile on his face as he held his phone in one hand, and a bouquet of your favourite flowers in the other.
"I confirmed our reservation to your favourite restaurant. Are you ready?"
He asked with a soft tone as you took the flowers and put them in water before you looked over at him with a loving look.
"I sure am. Happy anniversary, my king."
You say, wrapping your arms around him to give him a warm embrace and gentle kiss.
"Happy anniversary, my monarch."
He mutters as he looks at you with love as well, noticing how both your wedding rings were shining in the light.
You loved each other in every life, and would continue to do so for every life too.
For not even death could do you part.
It was a love til death and beyond, and your vows said it too.
Until death do us part and beyond.
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Hello! Please like and reblog my fic. I put so much effort into it and I already know there's not many fics of this man, so please give me support on this so I don't get lost in the Tumblr void.
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straydogkins · 3 months
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💘 | OuMota
✧ °˖ ✧ ˖° ✧ | ✧ °˖ ✧ ˖° ✧ | ✧ °˖ ✧ ˖° ✧
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ihavenothingtodo10220 · 4 months
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ꨄValentine’s Day Eventꨄ
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I don’t know why it’s just now hitting me that it’s February and I still haven’t made a Valentine’s Day event. So, in honor of Valentine’s Day, I will be hosting an event where you can pick from ONE of the following. For this, you can request Anonymous but please add your initials to be found. Note that these will be fairly short, as I need to be able to do them in one go, in between what I’m already doing. Feel free to request more than once, but make sure to only request one thing per ask.
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ 💘Cupid’s Aim ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ There’s certain things about everyone that makes people fall for you. Cupid’s Aim is essentially where I tell you exactly what that is. What makes them attracted to you, and fall in love with you. I can also write a little mini story/fic based on this. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ 📸Polaroid Picture ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ I dunno, something about Polaroids are so romantic. But if you choose this option, I’ll make you a mood board when it comes to your romantic life, the partner that you need, and the partners you’d usually choose, based on your astrology. You can also request an additional mood board if you provide me with the placements you’re aware of for your crush/partner. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ 💌 Love Letters ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ What’s more romantic than love letters? With this option I’ll write you a love letter based on what you usually go for based on astrology, what you need based on astrology, and if you would like I’ll also write one for your crush/partner if you provide me with their astrological placements that you’re aware of. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ 🕯️Candelight dining ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ With this option, I’ll tell you what kind of dates you’d enjoy based on astrology. If you have a partner/crush you know some placements of and want me to add on, I’ll add on what dates between the two of you are like. I can also write a little mini story/fic based on this. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ 🤝 Yours to have and hold ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ With this, based on your astrological placements, I’ll tell you what signs you’d need in a partner, like an entire chart essentially, and then tell you more about what they’d be like with those placements. I’ll also give you an Idol/Celebrity that has those placements. I can also write a little mini story/fic based on this. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ ❤️ Be my Valentine ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ With this, I will write a mini story/fic based on the astrological placements of you. You can either choose the other party to be a celeb, a crush/partner you have some placements for, or just whatever I think you'd be most compatible with based on your signs. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ 💕 Meant to be mine ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ With this, I will tell you what your soulmate will be like based on astrology, as well as their possible signs. You can also give me the astrological placements of a partner/crush and I will tell you if you're soulmates. You can even request idols/celebrities. I can also write a little mini story/fic based on this. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ ⌛ Time will tell ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ With this, you can either request an idol/celebrity you want me to do this for, or give me the placements of a crush/partner. I will tell you how I think your relationship will/would play out, as well as additional details such as children, pets, etc. if you'd like, but those need to be additionally added to the ask. I can also write a little mini story/fic based on this. ] ❞
⁺˚*・༓☾ [ 🎵Playing our song ]
╰┈➤ ❝ [ I'll give you about...Let's say 10-12 songs, each based on different romance aspects based on your astrological placements. I will also add if I think it suits you based on lyrics, the music, or just the overall vibe or meaning of the song. There will be at least one of each: You towards your future lover, your future lover towards you (For both of those you can also tell me the placements of your crush/partner to make it more personalized), your overall love life, your attitude for love, or anything additional I feel like adding. ] ❞
Guidelines:
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PLEASE follow these guidelines if you’re going to request. I’m going to be so for real, I don’t check but I’m just trusting that people will actually do it if they participate in this event, especially since I allow Anon. But please do this to help the event spread and also to spread my page and help me out. This is all you have to do to repay me for this reading.
But yeah, I look forward to what everyone wants me to do and asks for!
PLEASE REMEMBER TO PROVIDE ME WITH YOUR BIRTH CHART/ASTROLOGICAL PLACEMENTS. FOR A NON-CELEBRITY PARTNER MAKE SURE YOU PROVIDE THEIR BIRTH CHART/PLACEMENTS AS WELL.
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marleysfinest · 4 months
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rather than a milestone event I've decided this will work better as a lil valentines thing 💘
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LOVERS! we are in the season of love and so to celebrate, I want to make lil moodboards of u and your f/o! all you have to do is:
send me an ask/message with ur selfship deets
be sure to include names and a lil backstory/lore so I can hopefully get u right!
ur perfect date!
I'll be accepting up until valentines day! 💘
n/b: I only write for aot and jjk, so these are the fandoms I feel most comfortable making these moodboards for. I'll try to cater for others but can't promise anything.
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Be Mine?♡
Choso and I thought it'd be cute to play matchmaker (totally didn't bribe him with kisses for this.) It's all in good fun, him and I will go based off your answers and pair you up. Both of us are quite busy (and I'm still getting back into the swing of things. He insisted I make minimal spots.) The rules will be listed below! ▼
◦•●◉✿ 𝑅𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 ✿◉●•◦
There will be five slots available. I'd love to do more, but as per Choso's request, this will be a small event. I will update this when all slots have been filled! So be sure to come back every now and then to see updates.
Slots available: 5/5
Answers will be given to me in my ask box. And please, follow the format. That way, it is easier for me to match you up with your valentine.
𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡:
Zodiac sign:
Favorite music:
Favorite jjk character:
Your ideal date:
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You Got Mailঞ
Other than playing cupid, we also decided to hand out valentines cards! For this, there will be three slots only. We're quite busy but would love to help out where we can! Rules below▼
◦•●◉✿ 𝑅𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 ✿◉●•◦
All you have to do is send in a brief description of you and your jjk man. How you interact, some cute things you do together, dates. Anything!
Slots available: 0/3
Name:
Jjk Character:
About you and them:
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Be sure to tell me in the ask which option you're going for. And when slots are out, they're out! Good luck to everyone! Posts will be made on and around Feb. 14th.
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chrollohearttags · 4 months
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🌹 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄’𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐕𝐎𝐋. 𝟏: 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 🌹
𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛…….🎧
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🌹 14 DAYS OF SENSUAL, SPICY FICS DEDICATED TO YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS……fandoms included: attack on titan, demon slayer, one piece, tokyo revengers, jujutsu kaisen
a collection of love songs from the 90’s and 00’s come to life!
🌹 before you press play…. ┊ ⇄ ◁◁ II ▷▷ ↻ ┊
• no minors allowed. My content is intended for adults only + all works will feature mature and sexual themes.
• this is a set list, I won’t be accepting any requests for this event but let me know if you’d like to be tagged.
• best read in dark mode and there will be a Spotify playlist attached if you’d like to listen while reading. Once the event ends, all fics can be found in the masterlist!
• although this is a valentines themed series, many of the stories will be posted afterwards and throughout the month!
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TRACK 01: ride • somo x jean kirschtein
TRACK 02: kissing on my tattoos • august alsina x eren jaeger
TRACK 03: perfect strangers • august alsina x chrollo lucifer
TRACK 04: skin • rihanna x portgas d. ace
TRACK 05: burnin’ it down • jason aldean x reiner braun
TRACK 06: pu$$y fairy • jhene aiko x ken ‘draken’ ryuji
TRACK 07: f*ckin wit’ me • tank x levi ackerman
TRACK 08: cum get it • tink x onyakopon
TRACK 09: jam • kevin gates x connie springer
TRACK 10: talk dirty • daniel di angelo x armin artlert
TRACK 11: my body • LSG x nanami kento
TRACK 12: feel it • jacquees x ryomen sukuna
TRACK 13: morning • teyana taylor + kehlani x mikasa ackerman
TRACK 14: hrs and hrs • muni long x kyojuro rengoku
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ch0colatec0ff33-art · 4 months
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All the prompts from the Psychonauts fanatics Valentine event!
All prompts so far
"crush" First three with Sasha
"self love" Robin eating a fruit tart, watching their favorite show
"sharing" Ruth and Ollie 'sharing' some oranges
"family" Henrik helping biscuit brush her hair
This has been so much fun :]]]
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cilil · 3 months
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AN: Written for @thelien-art's Valentine Event. Thanks for all the lovely art, dear! I incorporated your designs into the story and hope you like this one!
special: thelien's valentine event
♡ pairing: Melkor x Mairon (view the art here) ♡ synopsis: as the Lord of Angband and his consort attend a solstice celebration, Mairon reminds Melkor of something he thought he lost a long time ago ♡ warnings: / ♡ short oneshot (~400 words) ♡ AO3
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The solstice celebration was in full swing, and the court of Angband cheered when king and consort walked into the hall, hand in hand, garbed in festive robes.
Melkor acknowledged his subjects with a small nod, nary a grand gesture nor a speech coming from him, for his attention belonged to his companion alone. 
Mairon, tall, elegant and glorious, wore luxurious red robes and golden jewellery of his own making. His lips were artfully painted black and golden, matching Melkor's own garments, and his long red hair was partially braided but otherwise free, a perfect synthesis of the regal, proper way he presented himself in public and the hidden yearning to let his flames burn freely that they had discovered together so long ago. 
He turned his head as he perceived Melkor's gaze, red and golden eyes finding his. 
"You are beautiful," Mairon spoke through ósanwë, and his voice drowned out all others. 
Melkor, for all his pride, had long since known that he had lost much of his splendour, that he was no longer the mighty, untouchable Vala who had once courted his beloved and won his favour and loyalty. Ever since his own flesh had become his prison and his hands had been burned, he had often wondered what Mairon thought of him now, if he was disgusted by his weakness, if he regretted pledging himself to him. In his darkest moments, he knew with piercing, painful clarity what he had done, that he couldn't fix it anymore, that he might never be able to fulfil all of his promises to his beloved; and for all the lies had told throughout his life and for all the people he had betrayed, he had intended to keep his vows to his husband. 
And yet, here Mairon was, still by his side. His precious little flame, fair beyond words, telling him, incarnate, scarred and weak, that he was beautiful in his eyes. 
Pulling him closer, Melkor wordlessly kissed his forehead. He had to tiptoe ever so slightly to do so, whereas in earlier ages he would have had to bend down or lift the Maia up; there no longer was much of difference when it came to the size of their forms. Mairon's fána, his hröa. 
They would exchange more kisses later, he vowed silently. As many as it would take to return the favour and ensure that Mairon knew exactly how beautiful he was in his eyes as well. 
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Thanks for reading!
taglist: @angbangbaby @asianbutnotjapanese @a-world-of-whimsy-5 @bluezenzennie @edensrose @eunoiaastralwings @i-did-not-mean-to @melkors-big-tits @melkors-defense-attorney @singleteapot @stormchaser819 @wandererindreams
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psi-spectacular · 4 months
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For the psychonauts fanatics server valentines event: Day 1: Family
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straydogkins · 3 months
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💘 | TwiRariShy
♡ °˖ ❤ ˖° ♡ | ❤ °˖ ♡ ˖° ❤ | ♡ °˖ ❤ ˖° ♡
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Dainsleif or Poe you choose
With corruption kink for your event plz
Of course 🥰
Dainsleif x fem!reader
Navi
Warnings: mdni implied khaenrian princess/royalty, guard x royal, dain is a bit condescending, hand on neck, implied virgin!reader (+ corruption kink)
Wordcount: 300+
Happy Valentine's Day 💜
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"How indecent," he murmured, as he watched your body - fully exposed to his darkened gaze - tremble on the white sheets. Your arms moved to cover your chest, but a simple click of his tongue halted all of your movements. "Now, now. You were getting on my nerves all day, my lady, the least you could do is reward me for my service."
Shakily, you nodded and spread your legs wider for him. He hummed in appreciation, gently gripping your thighs and spreading even them farther so he could settle comfortably between them.
Your breath quickened as you heard him unbuckle his belt, an involuntary whine escaping you. His eyes flitted up to yours, and for a moment he seemed to mull over something in his thoughts. Then, he leaned down - still grabbing your thighs and setting them on his shoulders - to press a searing kiss to your lips. His hand found your neck and he used the hold he had on you to keep you pinned as he slowly let his cock push into your clenching hole.
A satisfied groan escaped him, vibrating in his chest. You forced yourself to keep your eyes open - only gripping his shirt, bunching up the fabric in your hands at the stretch - to see his eyes squeezing shut and mouth fall open as your heat enveloped his cock.
He cussed under his breath as he finally bottomed out, absentmindedly brushing away some tears that escaped you. "I'll do this every night, from now on," he grunted as he started to move. Not waiting for a response as he thrust faster and deeper into you, drawing out sounds of your lips, not even you had heard before.
"My hands will be the only hands to ever touch you. To ever make you feel like this." He punctuated that with a particularly hard thrust that had you gasping for air, your orgasm rapidly approaching and - oh - is that what it could feel like?
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blake-elladonna · 1 year
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♡ Deliverance ♡
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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐘𝐨𝐮 (𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟓𝟑𝟖
𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞: 𝟐 𝐦𝐢𝐧. 𝟑𝟕 𝐬𝐞𝐜.
𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Kunikida’s heart stopped when he saw you with his notebook in his hands. Did you see what he had written about you? Why did he have to be so foolish and leave it behind; and how can he find out how you feel about him?
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Kunikida’s head went dizzy, fuzzy and light. He was going to pass out. You were in front of his desk, stood with his notebook in your hands.
He opened his mouth to say something, to stop you, but nothing came out. He wasn’t sure if it was because of your overwhelming beauty; the way the sunlight peeked through the uncovered windows of the office or the way that you looked over to him and smiled. But he kept coming up empty handed.
“Kunikida, sorry. I wasn’t trying to snoop or anything. Dazai just told me you could help me out with something.” You had an awkward smile and Kunikida cleared his throat, walking over towards his desk and taking his book from you.
His heart beat pounded when his fingers grazed yours for a short moment; and he stuttered, “Did you read anything interesting?”
“I didn’t read your soulmate list if that is what you are worried about. I have some self control. Even if I was a little curious.” Your confident smile lessened the burden he felt on his back. At least you didn’t find out this way; the most anti-romantic way imaginable. He would have never forgiven himself for being so foolish.
“So, Kunikida..” “Yes, what is it?”
“Is it true that anything you write in your notebook comes to fruition?” Kunikida scratched the side of his head while he adjusted his glasses with one hand; trying to calm himself down. Why were you asking this so suddenly? “Well, in some sort of capacity; yes, but there’s some conditions. For example, the pages only create nonliving objects and it can’t create anything larger than this book here.”
“So, you could make something for me?”
“Of course!” Kunikida cleared his throat when his words came out in too much of a hurry, too eager. What is wrong with him. But that made you laugh with your hand reaching out and touching the back of his hand. “Thank you..”
He once again cleared his throat. Reaching for his pen as an excuse to take a step away from you; opening his book to an empty page. “What is it you would like for me to make?”
“A reservation for two at the really nice restaurant down the street, the one where the moon and the stars are visible so beautifully at night. Booked for Valentine’s Day.”
“I’m not sure I can..” Before he finished his sentence, your finger lowered his book to place a piece of paper atop his page. “Dazai kind of told me what he read earlier..but the joke is on him. I already had plans to ask you anyway.”
Kunikida stood in silence until you started to widen your eyes. “You aren’t rejecting me are you? I mean, was he just messing with me? I swear I’m going to..”
Kunikida silenced you by stepping forward, his arm tucked beneath your torso as his book laid open flat against your back. “Kunikida..?”
Your breath and heart sped up against his chest; and with the small space your face turned a shade of pink. “I’m not rejecting you.” He said. His arm pushing you further into his personal space. “I’m going to spoil you my entire life.”
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leftsidebonfire · 4 months
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💕 Leftsidebonfire's Valentine's Day Event 💕
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Ever wondered what a date with your favorite One Piece lover would be like?
In honor of Valentines Day being so soon, I will make you and your favorite character a sweet little date moodboard and a cute Valentine's Icon! It can be for you, or for your OC if you have one!
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Into my Askbox, I just need:
-Your Favorite Character
-A Date of Choice
-You/Your OC's Preferred Gender (for moodboard image reasons)
And that's it! I will give you a romantic moodboard to fit you and your date, and a silly little Valentines themed icon of your favorite character!
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