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tightjeansjavi · 3 months

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“Your Pussy is God”

A/N: happy international women’s day to you, my baby loves! Cooked y’all up something real good on this special day celebrating all women 💗 pornstar!joel is here to worship each and every one of you ;) big thank you to my baby love bug @strang3lov3 for this moodboard and @itsokbbygrl for doing a quick beta read!

~word count: 655~

Summary: your pussy is god, baby love

Pairing | pornstar!joel x pornstar!female reader

Warnings: none, fluff, smut, domestic intimacy, established relationship, pussy eating, unprotected piv, body worship, pussy drunk Joel, filthy talk, language, soft vibes!, Joel is in his 40’s reader is in her 30’s, readers nickname is baby love, reader has no physical descriptions, +18 minors dni!

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You feel the gentle scrape of his beard along your cheek bringing you back down to reality, ears ringing, breaths mingling as he presses a kiss to your lips, lashes fluttered, chests rising and falling in sync.

Sweat slicked, sticky skin adhered together like glue. He pulses inside of you, cock dully throbbing around your fluttering cunt.

There are no cameras this time. Just you and Joel in the shared comfort of the early morning where the sun has barely begun to rise along the horizon. The mourning dove coos outside of the open window, soft cream colored curtains billow in a cool breeze that kisses your exposed skin.

He lets out a grunt, low and deep as he slowly eases his cock from between your thighs. One strong arm loops around your waist, hugging you to him as his lips brush across your jaw. His movements are languid, no rush behind them as he trails his lips further, and further.

He kisses the column of your neck, tongue dragging across your pulse point, licking up your salt and perspiration, tasting the familiar tang on his tongue. He groans, nose pressing, dragging downwards.

“What’re you doing, baby?” You hum, lashes still fluttered shut as your hand slides upwards, resting along the back of his head and carding your fingers through his sweat stained curls.

“Tastin’ you, baby love.” He rasps, dragging his lips further to kiss the edge of your shoulder, between your breasts, tongue dragging down your sternum, stopping just above your belly button.

“Mmm.” You sigh contentedly, “continue.”

His lips curve upwards against your skin, grinning like a devil at your comment for him to continue. “Can I clean up the mess between your thighs? Let you ride my tongue out before the sun rises?” He pressed an open mouthed kiss against your hip, nibbling gently eliciting a giggle from you.

“Mhmmm. I would love that, baby. Clean up the mess that we made.” You correct him softly, peeking an eye open to watch him.

“You’re so pretty.” He coos, letting his freehand gently grasp your thigh and press it open as he sinks down further. “So pretty in this light, so soft, all mine.” He babbles, mind fuzzy and pussy drunk.

Your hips shift, making room to accommodate him comfortably. He wraps one arm around your stomach, gently pulling you down closer to his mouth while his freehand teases through your folds, spreading your inner lips open, messy and sticky with yours and his cum.

“Such a pretty little messy pussy, baby love.” He hums, smacking his lips together in anticipation because there isn’t a moment in the day where he’s not thinking of tasting you on his tongue. It’s his fuel, his energy, his life source—

“I love it when you talk about my pussy, Joel. Makes me feel so good inside that you think she’s so pretty.” You open both of your eyes, meeting his gaze just as he drags his tongue from your weeping hole, through your folds, and up to your clit, his eyes never leave yours. He gathers up your combined releases on his tongue, swallowing it down like he was quenched with thirst.

“Mmm. That’s what you deserve, baby love. To feel good, to feel loved, worshipped, admired, fuck—ain’t nothin’ I wouldn’t do to make you feel my love.” He makes your heart and pussy clench, and he doesn’t even have to try.

“Dude.” You giggle. “Who the fuck is cutting onions? How can you go from filthy to romantic in—oh” you sigh softly, head falling back against the roused pillows as his tongue flicks back and forth across your clit, lips wrapping around the nub, sucking gently with the intent to make you come undone all over again.

“Like this.” He chuckles, continuing his ministrations and taking you apart with his tongue, coaxing you to give him just a little bit more of his favorite meal.

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moonastro · 5 months

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𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒔

left to right(top)-> 1,2,3

left to right(bottom)-> 4,5,6

°DO NOT take this as literal, take everything with a grain of salt as this is purely and intendedly for entertainment purposes.

°Don't be afraid to give feedback and opinions about this post (as i would entirely appreciate it).

° This is a GENERAL reading, take what resonates and leave and pass on what does not!

PILE 1-

your family will view your relationship with your fs as a developing and growing one. They will see you two grow together and as time goes by they see you two more and more stronger and compatible. They can see your growth as a couple and how far you have worked with each other.

They might also view the relationship as an eccentric one. You may have a very changeable schedule that you don't end up sticking to one routine. They may also view the relationship a s a frustrated one, you might always like slightly bicker or argue over the tiniest things, but what they wont understand is that it is how your partnership runs on 😂.

They may also think that you are always doing something out of the country, perhaps it is a work thing or just a holiday thing but they seem like you are always away.

Your family may see the connection between you two, how you consider each others feelings, how you two are almost like one person 😌. You may just stick to each other like glue and they view that as a relationship as strong as rock. Very sincere, very supportive energy.

However, there is a sense of comfort and nurture that they get from your relationship. Like you may talk to each other very sensually and softly which they find very nurturing. You two may also have a lot of skin ships like may hold hands a lot, may lean on each other a lot and so on.

Overall, i feel like your family interprets your connection with your fs as a loving, strong, loyal, motherly, nurturing, emotional and caring one.

Hope you liked your reading PILE 1🥰

PILE 2-

Hi, welcome to your reading PILE 2!!

So i feel like your family will acknowledge a very natural and glowing connection between you two. Especially either your mother or your fs mother will view you two as a perfect couple, the couple who catches everyone's attention.

Your family may not precisely have set intentions towards your relationship between you and your fs. Some may not have sat their decision on how to describe your partnership, this can be because they may not know you two well together enough to figure that out, or they just don't have a judgemental opinion about you two.

On the other hand, some may think you only got together because of money, or some other financial arrangements. They may think that you have gotten together because of money agreements. This may also interpret as a strong financial couple as well. they may think that you two work well together to create a well and financial available lifestyle and a successful one at that.

They may think that you balance each others polarities very well. You may not condone the standard traditional wife or husband roles, you may help around with anything regards of what gender role it is applied to. This may bring shock and uncertainty to the family members especially the mother figures. Because they may have been brought up with a traditional views of the world.

I do see your family viewing your relationship as a victorious and successful one. You may just be the perfect example of a dream couple.

Overall, your family may view your relationship as a willing, serious, successful, free, shining, materialistic one.

That's all for you PILE 2!!

PILE 3-

welcome,

There is a LOT of Cancerian energy, so therefore, your family may think that your relationship consists of Cancerian traits such as being in tune with each others emotions, having a nurturing instinct towards each other, value family roots, may have a cosy home together, good instincts of each other, your deep connection to each other, and your adaptability to each other.

i see you and your fs being a VERY happy couple, always laughing together, always smirking at each other, and your family members notice that side of both of you. Your family may just think good things about you two- very cute🥹.

A man, maybe your father with green eyes may may think that you two are doing great financially and may help you with your money improvement throughout your relationship.

I also see a lot of communication, your family may talk about your relationship a lot amongst each other. I see your partner ( if you are into males) needing more confidence, so your family may talk about that concept. This can be because maybe your fs just doesn't talk or doesn't get the chance to talk to your family when together, perhaps its because they are too shy or just prefers to not be Infront of the spotlight.

Some may view the relationship to be an improvement from your other relationships, they may be very cautious of this relationship due to the previous ones. But they will realise the positives of this partnership.

A few words that describe this relationship are, growth, joy, restless, resistant, celebrations, improvement, recovery, release, adaptation, independence.

Thank you for treading PILE 3!!

PILE 4-

Hi, PILE 4, this is your reading- welcomeee

So, your family may think that your relationship consists of surprise, you may do or try a lot of different things with your fs that no one else really bothers to do.

I feel like you two will travel a lot and and be culturally educated. You may always surprise and test the waters by trying new things, like travel to a completely new country. Your family may think you two never rest or stay in one place.

On the other hand, they may think that you worship each other and help each other become the best version of yourselves. I feel like you two rely on each other or at least the male (or the more masculine) in the relationship will rely on the female in terms of ideas and intellectual decisions - please take this with a grain of salt!!!!

However, they may also think, you may be focused on one thing and miss other opportunities, i definitely see you two as free spirits only going with the flow and basically having barely to none restrictions regarding in terms of money. Yeah, i definitely see you getting new opportunities though but this may not be new ones like outside your comfort zone.

Your family view the both of you as very social individuals, always interacting with lots of people and learning new things from them. Perhaps you and your fs will learn a lot from other people from their stories. I really see this couple as a full time travel couple who take like 5 years off to go visit like every country!! You may also share the stories with your family.

Anyway, some keywords that represent this couple are, social, intellectual, free spirited, surprise, glory, overseas, luck, youthful, adventurous, stability, talkative, opportunities.

That is all for you PILE 4!!!

PILE 5-

welcome PILE 5!!!

I feel like this pile will be very prosperous with marriage. I feel like you will gain a lot of success with your marriage. Your family may view you as lucky and very financially blessed. (this feels like a high end millionaire lolll)

Anyway, you will achieve sooo many goals and your family will see that, I feel like they are heavily curious of your life with your fs, they may be substantially jealous.

You will have so much money coming in for both of you after you marry- i do feel like it is you though, you will gain the money from your fs.

I feel like it may be your dream come true buttt also your families dream come true also. They may be very proud of you and what success you have gained. They may also deep down understand all your hard work that you put into getting where you are and will come to the realisation.

They may view your relationship as a very harmonious one. you and your fs may just click with each other very well, like i see two jigsaw puzzles fitting perfectly. your family may also think you have made the right decisions in terms of choosing who you will marry. I feel like whatever you choose it life just works out for you regards of which one you choose.

you may be older than your fs. Your family view you two as closed off and very private individuals- getting that old money vibesss🤭🤭

Some key words that represent this couple are, successful, cold, happiness, marriage, divine, self improvement, hardworking, peace, decisions, perfect timing, strong, power.

Thanks for reading PILE 5, that is all for you!!!

PILE 6-

Welcome PILE 6, lets get onto your reading!!!

marriage may bring happiness for you and you fs. If you felt drawn to PILE 5, check it out!! Anyway, your family may view your relationship very divine connected, and may catch the sexual energy towards you two.

They may find you two may be emotionally caught up on each other, like you two may get sensitive from each others comments and you may joke about how it hurt your feeling. I feel like your relationship will be very playful and silly. Very goofy couple.

You will know almost every detail of each other. You also protect each other, like if one of your family members bad mouth you or your fs, both of you will protect each other in that way and stand up for one another. They will view your relationship as a very connected one.

They may also think that you two achieve a lot of goals together and may work really well together, you may take road trips or go on road trip quite often. You may know each other so well that you know what the other one wants also. Your family will pick up on that and be quite surprised about it😌.

On the other hand, your family may see how you sometime give into what your fs wants and agree to it even though it is not what you truly want. They may think that there may be deception because of that. However, you just may want peace within the relationship and the easiest way out of it is to not argue about the little things.

Some words associated with this relationship are, fun, silly, casual, ambitious, deceiving, money fluctuations, goals, short journey, movement, energetic, divine, soulmates.

That's all for you PILE 6!!

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galacticnova3 · 1 year

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Since she has now flown off I am obligated to post the order of potato fairy extra large that I looked after for several days. Aka a gloriously chumby Polyphemus moth— the second one I’ve seen alive in over a decade— that decided to hang around our porch for most of its adult life. I saw the first live one on the same day, but he flew away when I tried to get close. But still, that’s a great sign that their population in my area is finally starting to recover! Anyways, here’s the wonderful big little creacher where I found her, which should probably make it clear as to why I moved her. Ants don’t mess around and I wasn’t gonna just leave her inches away from danger.

I was pretty glad I did, as even after her wings were fully dried and extended and everything she couldn’t actually take off. See: her first “flight”.

Big fan of the loud impact PLAP sound, really added to the already very good demonstration of gravity. Worry not, she was totally fine afterwards. Here she is that night and the day after! Very cute and fuzzy, 1000/10.

The next day I thought she had flown off, but then the day after that she was back on the porch! I could tell she was the same one because of her damaged antenna. She started laying eggs on the house and I realized that wasn’t going to be good for the caterpillars that might hatch, since it was a relatively long distance to any host plants even without including the vertical climb to reach branches of leaves. Since she clearly felt safe where she was, and I was also worried about ants and birds and possible insecticides, I ended up making a little “baby box” for her out of a thoroughly rinsed plastic container that initially held salted honey-roasted peanuts. I gave her a stick to hold on to which also gave her a route to climb out of the box if she wished, and provided various fresh oak leaves to lay her eggs on. Figured it would be a good setup because I could easily move it to a safe place once she was done, and keep an eye on the eggs until they hatched. I might even try to raise a few caterpillars if the eggs are fertile. However, during the process of me setting that whole deal up, she decided I looked like a good egg laying spot.

You can see the “glue” that sticks the eggs to surfaces! It was cool to see up close: she’d lay an egg, wait for it to dry, and then lay the next right by it. She ended up sticking four on me before I was able to gently nudge her to the egg laying box. The stick was eventually deemed an acceptable substitute, and over night she… made an egg stalactite of sorts on it? Very weird, I think, I dunno; most of what I read online said their eggs would be laid in spread out clusters of two to three on suitable host plants. I know it wasn’t because she couldn’t get out, as when I went to check on her she had already made her way to the top of the stick and was hanging off of it outside the box. I didn’t think to take a picture of that as I needed to drive to college, but source: dude trust me. Here’s a picture of the egg sculpture I took when I got home.

When I was done with that I went to move her off the porch where she had been staying safe for the last 5 or so days to the more wooded area of the yard, but she ended up flying off to the treetops on her own after I brought her into the open. I guess laying a bunch of eggs made her finally light enough to fly. Maybe she was feeling upset at me for not being able to pay child support and making her lay her eggs on a stick instead? Or she was just doing normal moth things or whatever. It was bittersweet to watch her go, but I’m glad she had the chance to soar the skies at least once before her time was up.

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seresinhangmanjake · 1 day

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He Will Hope

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x reader

Summary: Feyd is obsessed with his bride from the moment he sees her, but on their wedding night he finds out she might not feel the same. (Angst, but hopeful ending)

Warnings/Notes: Feyd POV, pre-smut and smutty-ish intentions (if that makes sense? idk, ignore me), instantly-in-love Feyd, unwanted marriage, baby(heir) talk, typos. Can absolutely be read alone, but also serves as something of a prequel to Do You Love? (same world, but big time skip), so I tried to kind of echo that with specific lines.

Words: 1500

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You’re so…beautiful. He didn’t expect a peace offering to be this perfect. Yes, he knew his bride would be a daughter of a Great House, but you are one of many sisters and Feyd did not imagine your father would send him the loveliest of his bunch.

It’s a loveliness that has you sticking out like a sore thumb on Giedi Prime. Hair and makeup and wedding dress styled in the traditions of your home world glue all eyes to you as you walk down the aisle, and he likes that there is so much attention on you. It makes his inability to cease staring more acceptable.

Harkonnens are not meant to be enthralled by their brides at first glance. Discouraged, even, from caring about their appearance at all. ‘Brides are meant for breeding,’ his uncle told him as a child, ‘It does not matter what they look like.’ But he was not told what to do or how to act in the event the bride makes his heart involuntarily skip a beat.

Maybe if your heart was reacting in the same manner navigating this new feeling would be less intimidating, but the tears streaming down your cheeks suggest that's far from the case. You can barely look at him and he’s not sure you would be able to speak if it was required of you, but thankfully, verbal agreements are not part of marriage ceremonies on Giedi Prime.

When he takes hold of your hand and slices your palm with his knife, you give no indication of pain. You are supposed to do the same to him but you seem nervous enough as it is, so he makes the three-inch long slash in his skin for you before pressing his palm against yours. The mixing of blood is a swearing of fidelity from husband to wife and wife to husband; a tradition and promise that wore down with time as concubines became more common. But he will not do that to you. You will be his one, his only, and if he can help it, he will be yours.

He barely detects the words declaring you married. They're dull and bubbly in his ears as if he's sunk under the surface of his bath water because he's too focused on your mouth. Your plush lips are pink and plump and glistening, and he wants them. So he takes them before he's told to do so.

You taste different than the Harkonnen women he’s had. There is salt from tears, but something distinctly you seeps through. It's sweeter. A bit intoxicating. The kind of taste that collars and leashes the unruliest of men, and he wants more. Much more. But there are too many eyes, some of which are full of relief at the match finally solidified while others are prying and suspicious. If he keeps his lips on yours too long, questions will begin to form from certain witnesses—Does he like her? Does he want her? Can she be used? Can she control him?—and the answer will be plainly obvious.

When he breaks the kiss, your eyelashes flutter with the gentle opening of your eyes and he knows then that nothing—no convincing from advisors, no threats from his uncle, no hatred on your end—could ever have him willing to detach himself and use you for the sake of an heir only to discard you later. You are his wife now, you will be the Baroness upon his uncle’s death, and he will protect you from anyone who values you for the sole purpose of providing a child.

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He sees that your assigned servants have quickly learned to manage your hair and clothing. By the time they deliver you to him, the pins have been removed from the twist on your head, letting the strands hang loose to frame your face, and you’ve been unstitched from that heavy gown to be dressed in night clothes from your home. He provided you with a nightgown, so he wonders if wearing the thin dress was your choice or your parents' idea to make you undeniably enticing, but either way, it’s effective.

What drapes over your body is nothing like the opaque blacks and straight lines of Harkonnen attire. It's intricate both in color and design; flowing fabric that shimmers when you make the slightest movements and, at the moment, does little to hide your shape and curves.

As you stand in front of him, patiently awaiting instructions, he can only stare at what’s on display. Pebbled nipples, a plane of smooth skin down to your navel, your slit and the folds between your legs—he wants it all. All of you. Now. Here. Wherever he can have you.

Rising from the chair where he’d been waiting, he dissolves the space between you. His arm snakes around your waist. His hand slides across your cheek to the back of your head. Lips slam into yours, chests meeting despite that sliver of fabric, and he tastes that taste again, instinctually feeling a need to lift his chin, bare his neck, and let you tighten that collar.

It takes you a few seconds but when your lips start to move, he kisses you harder, pulls you closer, weaves his fingers through your hair and lightly tugs. He guides you backward toward the bed, skin warming at the image of sliding the nightgown down your body. That warmth fans into pure fire and he can’t stop kissing you, can’t stop taking from you, collecting what little you’re willing to give him. Two of his fingers tuck themselves under one strap of the nightgown and begin to slip it down your shoulder.

But then he stops.

He stops because your lips freeze.

He stops because you're starting to shake under his fingertips.

He pulls back to look at you and it’s undeniable, so terribly undeniable, and he feels a bit ill. “You don’t want this,” he states.

You don’t answer; you just stare up at him with those doe eyes that he can now see are full of fear, and his heart squeezes. His gut tightens. He suddenly has the urge to throw things, break things, watch things shatter to pieces because you don’t want him. His own wife doesn’t want his touch and he does not like this—not at all—but you’re scared, and he doesn’t like that even more.

Sighing, he resets the strap on your shoulder, drops his hands from your body, and steps away.

“I'll leave you alone,” he says. But as he passes by you, you grab onto his wrist.

“We have to,” you rush out. “They'll know if we don't.”

He shakes his head. “They won't know anything that happens between us unless I allow it,” he tells you.

“B–But they expect an heir.”

“Yes. And eventually, we will have to produce one. That does not mean we have to share a bed tonight if that is not what you want, and it's clear that is not what you want,” he says a little too harshly. He isn’t trying to be snippy, none of this is your fault, but it hurts, and not in the way he enjoys.

You suck in a sharp breath as if preparing to argue, but then something shifts in your eyes. Instead, you say, “Where will you go?”

“The adjoining room,” he answers, nudging his head to the door on the opposite wall: the room for the concubines that he will never take. You turn to get a look.

“Oh,” you swallow. “O-Ok.”

He grants himself a few more moments to study you, to soak in your soft and delicate features and the swollen lips he cannot have before he walks away, leaving you behind for the bed he had no intention of ever sleeping in.

When he reaches the door, he glances over his shoulder to get one last look. You’re facing away from him, sitting on the mattress with your head low, your back arched forward and arms wrapped around your middle. You look small like that, slowly huddling into a ball, and he’d do anything to make it stop. Because you are his. His wife. His na-Baroness. He’s well aware he’ll fall for you in no time—it’s already begun—and he wants you to be happy with him.

But you're not. And that already threatens the predictability of your future together. These foreign feelings he has for you are not guaranteed to be requited; something he isn't sure how to accept, and yet he may not have a choice. He cannot force your affection. He cannot demand you grow to love him. All he can do is try and hope that one day, he will win you over.

So that is what he does.

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