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she-walks-on-starlight · 2 months

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Negotiations

a/n: This is Day 2! So sorry it's late, I was hospitalised over the weekend which put me behind! I'm working hard to catch up hehe

Pairing: Ambessa Medarda x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Write a scene without any dialogue

Warnings: smut, vaginal fingering, public sex, alcohol drinking, slight dom-sub vibes, mentions of violence, mention of blood

Summary: Ambessa hates negotiating, no matter how important it is for her rule. Perhaps she will make herself some entertainment to find it more enjoyable...

Word Count: 1.1k

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You know Ambessa finds these meetings the most tedious part of ruling over Noxus. She finds little meaning or use in negotiations, far more used to greeting political rivals and ambitious warlords with her sword at their throat than breaking bread with them. It is a preposterous notion to her, attempting to appease her perceived enemies. As she presides over the emissaries and nobles at the head of the table, you know she is listening keenly, identifying weakness, and sniffing out any hidden agendas. Noxian custom is steeped in violence, and there was a time that Ambessa would be demanding fealty or these peoples’ heads.

But things are different for her now. Now, her daughter Mel has agreed to remain in contact with her and visit Noxus more often with her consort, Jayce. Ambessa can breathe easier knowing that rebuilding the bridge between herself, and her daughter will secure her legacy and ensure that a Medarda inherits the throne upon Ambessa’s death.

She has you now. Seated to her right, close by so she can always see you. Her consort, the love she never thought she’d find again. You’ve dressed yourself in a scarlet red ensemble tonight, complete with a gold medallion belt accentuating your hips. Red and gold, her favourite colours. The colours of war and victory. Conquest. You’ve already caught her more than once tonight, her eyes raking down your figure, her eyes hungry and her tongue darting out to wet her lips. When your eyes meet, she flashes you a fanged smile, no doubt envisioning the many ways she will take you when this insufferable night is over.

You’re drawn to one of the visiting emissaries booming laughter as he gulps down wine and flirts boisterously with the serving girls as they refill his plate and his cup. You try to suppress your smile as you take in Ambessa’s disgust, knowing she’d want nothing more than to pick up the lout like a ragdoll and smash him into the ornate mahogany dining table, likely shattering it in the process.

The image sends an unexpected but not entirely unwelcome rush of heat between your legs. You squeeze your thighs as you imagine her leering down at the man, twitching as blood leaks from his head and then turns to you with her signature smirk. The very same smirk that ushered you into her bed three years ago, at another function where Ambessa was more interested in the wine selection than the purpose of the gathering. The scandal had rocked the court of Noxus, their esteemed leader engaging in an ill-advised relationship with a younger woman, and the daughter of an insignificant noble. She had silenced their doubts in her usual way, with threats of broken bones and removed tongues.

At first, you were convinced that she wanted only for your body, the way she tasted and marked your flesh during your visits bruising you with carnal possession. She was a tornado of fire, and you were blessed to be at the heart of the inferno. Countless nights you found yourself in awe of her, in awe of your luck. Nights spent with shaking legs, dripping with sweat and your own release as she made you scream her name for her over and over again. She was never satisfied with hearing your desperate pleas and devoted prayers to her only once. You never feared her, and knew she would never hurt you, not unless you asked her to.

But she soon proved to you that she wanted more, much more, than what your body could give her. She wanted you by her side always, listening to her stories of long-forgotten battles on distant shores, showing off your new dresses, massaging away her troubles in the bathhouse. She had fallen hard for you, an unexpected light leading her out of the darkness.

You’re startled out of your reminiscing by a hand creeping up your dress, invited in by the high riding slit at the thigh. You gulp as Ambessa’s face remains completely impassive as she sips at her wine, but you don’t miss the quick glance she sends your way, and you know exactly what she’s trying to say.

Be quiet. Don’t move. And enjoy.

Her hand climbs higher, and you hear her try in vain to supress the deep rumbling groan that threatens to emanate from her throat when she finds no underwear to stop her advance. You’re already wet from your earlier fantasising, and your clit is throbbing, begging for her attention. As she drags calloused fingers through your folds, you grit your teeth and grip the table tightly. You’re in for a ride, and regardless of the social setting, Ambessa will expect you to take what she gives you.

She wastes no time in gathering the slick pooling from you, coating her fingers before she pushes one inside. Her fingers are thick, and no matter how used to the stretch you’ve become, you relish in the burn as your pussy eagerly welcomes her inside. Your knuckles are white with how hard you’re holding on and you’re fighting to keep your breathing even, lest one of your guests suspect something’s wrong. Ambessa would hate to be interrupted.

She’s adding a second finger, smirking into her wine as she can feel you tighten around her. You can feel the pressure mounting in your belly, your entire body aching for release. You shoot her a pleading look and feel her curl her fingers in response. You start to see spots at the edge of your vision as she brings you closer and closer, all while engaging in dull conversation. Gods, you were going to make her pay for this later. Her thumb is pressing roughly against your clit in swift, calculated circles, you can feel her determination to send you tumbling over the edge. Soon enough, you are doing just that, but you’re hurtling not simply falling. Your orgasm hits you like a searing meteorite, burning through you with force and it takes all of your self-control not to cry out, biting down on your lip so hard you draw blood. You cover it up quickly by taking a sip of wine, dabbing at your mouth with your napkin and glaring at Ambessa reproachfully. She takes no notice, leaning back in her chair with a self-satisfied grin.

Shaking your head, you try to reintegrate yourself into the conversation, though none of it holds your interest. Instead, you find yourself consumed by thoughts of your handsome warrior, trailing over each scar you can see and thinking fondly of all the ones you cannot but know intimately. You will reward her mischief with a soothing massage and relaxing oils tonight, it’s been far too long since you’ve caressed her bulging muscles. But you will deny her the taste of your flesh until she begs, a fitting punishment for tonight’s shenanigans. After all, no matter what the nobles of Noxus or the visiting emissaries of foreign lands may think, no matter how imposing Ambessa may appear, you know that there is only person she will fall to her knees for. Tonight, you will make her remember why.

#my writing #arcane fanfic #lesbian #arcane #ambessa medarda #ambessa x reader #smut #female reader #fem reader #writing challenge #arcane ambessa #fanfic #dom/sub #no dialogue #slight blood

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roomsofangel · 1 month

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GROWING PAINS . . . # CHAPTER NINE !

synopsis you hated christmas. simple. this year was no different, the only thing changing was the scenery when you decide to let your older brother, yunho convince you to visit your grandmother who neither of you had met but hoped it would do some good. everything was still the same — writer’s block, the winter loneliness, the way yunho won’t stop singing jingle bell rock, yeah, everything was the same. at least, until a certain blonde haired boy made it his mission to melt your iced heart.

warnings none really!

wc 1.3k

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this chapter is in san’s pov !

a/n i decided to update this today and give you all a double update for growing pains since i know it has been a good while:( let me know what you guys think :D

san thought he knew a lot of things back when he was still a rosy cheeked kid with deeper dimples than he had now — when he still had a lot of hope in the world and nothing snuffed out his spark just yet.

and maybe now that he’s an adult with more emotional scars than before, he can say he never wants anyone to feel the way he did. not since that night, he refuses to let anyone feel as if he has given up on them. sometimes he wonders if thats who he is or the fact he just wished no one ever gave up on him.

this small town, oh the ache it carried when he decided to come back three years ago to care for his mother. it was best to not live these days in his own rues, he had to learn to accept the past and embrace the future, no matter how much it ached.

and for the most part, san was fully convinced he was healed from that chapter of his life — that he no longer needed medication to make him feel alright.

“and this is yeosang.”

ah, that made his world shatter. kang yeosang in the flesh.

his eyes couldn’t help but match the other’s when they narrowed, eyeing and taking in the sight of how he was sat before the sound of your voice came up again, “you can sit by me if you want to.”

and san felt his heart ache a little, well— does it count as an ache? he hasn’t felt anything in his chest like this before, unless it was to do with hurt and sorrow. san nods, “of course yn.” he smiled, and tried to ignore the feeling of a glare on him as he took a seat with you, your smile warming him up.

it seemed that time was going by achingly slow, but san was thankful for the three that were there. mingi seemed to be decent, he reminded him of wooyoung. he should text wooyoung later, he forgot to do so.

as the movie progressed, it was some romcom that san could recall watching with his sister years ago, he couldn’t remember the name but he could recall certain scenes as he tried to snack on the popcorn given and focus on the texture, the taste. he could feel your hand brush against his and he felt his face warm, why was he warm?

“personally, if she says i’m a bird i’m gonna be a bird.” mingi broke the silence with his hands raised up in defense, making yunho snort and san couldn’t help but laugh a little himself and nod along. “so are you?” he teased a little and mingi grinned

“i like this guy.” mingi motioned over to san who nodded his head in acknowledgment and returned the grin, yunho agreeing with a “right!”

but san didn’t miss one thing,

the one thing but san is he was too observant for his own good

so yeosang must have forgotten that san noticed everything, even the similar little scowl that he remembered all too well.

“no! like this!” mingi shoved yunho aside to get onto the snowy ground, laying on his back and spread out to begin making a snow angel, making yunho groan and find a new spot to make his own

san chuckled, turning his attention to you who quickly looked away and back at your brother, making his lips only curl up more. he was convinced his face would hurt later on. “are they always like this?” he asked, wondering out loud and asking you while you nod and laugh. “sadly.” you said in response, san chuckled

“thank you for inviting me, yn.” san whispered softly as his eyes glanced up at the night sky, the stars twinkling and he noticed the moon was full. god, it was beautiful. he always loved the moon, he loved the different meanings and the different phases. how can something so magnetic and beautiful also be so far?

his eyes glanced towards you, your rosy nose scrunching as you felt the snowflakes fall onto the bridge of your nose and melt on your skin, your focus more on the same moon he was admiring.

how can something so magnetic and beautiful feel so far?

san walked back to his home, holding his house keys while you followed behind, your little hums making him smile at the snowy ground that he tried to focus on, counting each little detail. “hey san,” your voice met his ears, and he hummed in response

“i’m glad you came tonight.” you said, the two of you reaching his doorstep and he thought this was comical in a way, maybe even endearing. you were walking him to his door this time, oh how the roles reversed but he didn’t mind. he’d do anything to spend just even another second with you.

san smiled, “me too.”

“i’ll.. see you around?” your voice got a bit higher towards the end, your feet backpedaling to walk away soon to get on your way back home but your gaze was still on him, cheeks and nose rosy. “you know where to find me.” he whispered, not letting his eyes leave you for one moment. no, he needed to every little detail of you tonight committed to memory.

you looked.. so beautiful, under the moonlight with the snowflakes in your hair. “goodnight, san.” you looked at him, and he nodded.

“goodnight, yn.”

you reminded san of the moon,

he just hoped he could be your sun.

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deltadex · 10 months

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(Be prepared, this is a brain dump)

I can't stop thinking about the fact that the emotional turmoil is going to be through the roof next season, especially for Vi and Caitlyn. During their struggle to de-escalate the war they've found themselves in, the mini-battles taking place in the back of their minds will be just as alive.

It only hit me now how much Caitlyn has been through in such a short time. She survived two explosions, witnessed many of her work colleagues die (which I assume is the first time she has experienced death), was taken hostage twice (first by Ekko then Jinx), and had her life threatened several times (e.g. held at gunpoint). I imagine it's still to hit her too...

And then there's the chance her mother won't survive the attack on the council, which will leave her devastated, if not in denial. The fact that it's caused by Vi's sister only makes this more complex and difficult to accept. The same person Caitlyn let Vi go after on the bridge, the same person she didn't want to sell out to the council, and the same person she chose not to incapacitate at the tea party. I don't think Caitlyn is going to become driven by revenge and try to kill Jinx, but I can definitely see her lose her cool.

Meeting Vi and getting to see the Undercity somehow became both a blessing and a curse, and I think it's possible she'll act upon the frustration caused by the circumstances they find themselves in. Thinking about this now it doesn't seem so unrealistic that we will see a Caitvi interaction "we'll probably hate" (e.g. Caitlyn lashing out at Vi. Nevertheless, I think she'll realise pretty soon afterwards that Vi isn't to blame for the mess their in).

Next season is where Caitlyn's character arc is really going to gain traction and I'm excited (and frankly scared) to see "a different side of her".

Vi also has her own struggles leading into season 2. She'll still be reeling from seeing her sister choose to walk away from her. The hope of "getting Powder back", the only thing on her mind for the past seven years, was shattered in an instant. On top of all this there's the huge possibility of Warwick (AKA Vander) being thrown into the mix. Finding out Vander is alive will rock Vi to her core and add to the barrage of emotions she won't have the time to feel.

(Sidenote: There's so much chaos going on already with the war and now there's possibly gonna be a blood-thirsty werewolf-man on the loose too? What a curveball! )

Besides Caitlyn and Vi's individual struggles, there's also the unresolved tension between them after the "Oil and water" scene. They don't quite know where they stand with each other, and I'm really curious to see how soon they'll address it.

Then there's the fact that Caitlyn probably overheard everything at Jinx's tea party before she was wheeled in, and just thought: "You were right Vi. I don't know anything about you." Up to this point she knew very little about Vi's past, and she still doesn't have the full picture.

Caitlyn is inquisitive, sometimes to a fault (e.g. "How do you not know if your sister is alive or dead?" "What, you don't have parents?"), and I wouldn't be surprised if she wanted some answers after everything she just heard. And even if Vi would rather forget about the past and avoid talking about it, Warwick is going to arrive and open up those old wounds. When she recognizes him, she's going to be distressed and Caitlyn's going to want to know why. This could lead to some heated conversations, especially if Vi is reluctant to share and Caitlyn is insistent on asking questions.

At this point, everything is happening at such a fast pace that they won't have the opportunity to have the heart-to-hearts (and mental breakdowns) they so desperately need. In some ways, their internal struggles are just as difficult to address as their external ones, and once they're able to reinstill peace in their world, they'll have no choice but to face them (you could only hope Arcane will be kind to us and have them crying in each other's arms by the end of the season)

There's this simple, great quote from Helen LaKelly Hunt: "Conflict is growth trying to happen", which is a really positive way to see Caitlyn and Vi's situation. I'm optimistic that if they overcome these challenges, they will not only grow as individuals, but will end up with a relationship that's stronger than they ever imagined.

Anyway, thanks for reading my brain dump ❤

#arcane shows that romance isn't just sugar and spice and everything nice #gotta commend them for that #the potential conflict is staggering and it hurts to think about #season 2 is going to be so much darker #I'm conflicted about whether i want it now or not #i will not be prepared for the emotional damage lol #arcane #vi arcane #caitlyn kiramman #caitvi #arcane season 2 speculation

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gerec · 3 months

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Hello, I just want to say thank you so much because you’re one of the main reason I’m back into the Cherik hole again after 8 years :Đ (I’m still having a lovely time here). Also, would you mind if I ask you for some fic recs of 1. Alternative first meeting where Erik and Charles meet/flirt with each other at the bar and 2. Smut fics that included dirty talk about breeding/pregnant kink but no actual mpreg. I know it’s a lot but I hope you could help :Đ Thank you so so much for still being here!

Hello darling Anon! Sorry for the delay; it took a while for me to search for recs based on your criteria! I've got some good ones for their first meeting at a bar, but I was only able to think of/find one fic with dirty talk that didn't include mpreg (the other one is rule 63). Anyway I'm so glad you're giving Cherik another go around it's wonderful to rediscover an old love :D :D :D Hope you enjoy!!!

First Meeting at a bar (there aren't many canon verse fics I know of, but there are many great aus):

In Plain Sight by Lenore

As it happens, Charles does know how it feels to hide who he is. A stranger in a pub sees right through him.

Bloodbound by ikeracity

Finding himself strapped for cash at the start of his senior year, Erik decides to become a donor at TypO, a blood bar where vampires come to drink fresh blood from consenting donors, safely and legally. There, he catches the eye of Charles Xavier, vampire, telepath, professor at Columbia, and quite possibly the most alluring person Erik's ever met. Their first meeting sets into motion a bond much deeper than they can understand, one that neither of them had ever expected.

Hitting If Off by niniblack

Erik meets the perfect guy at the bar. Too bad Mr. Perfect is on a date with someone else...

Twinks, Daddies & Bears. Oh my! by Villain

Charles is fresh back from Oxford and new to the gay scene in New York. On his first night out at the clubs with his best friend Hank, he sees the Big Bad Wolf; otherwise known as Erik Lehnsherr.

Punk Rock Boy by Not_You

Charles goes to a punk gig for an anthropology paper, and things get crazy.

A Telepath Walks Into a Bar by ximeria

Erik hates it when drunk idiots interrupt his flirting.

United We Stand, Divided They Fall by ximeria

The prompt was "the only two people at a bar rooting for the same football team au". And that's more or less what it is.

99 bottles of beer on the wall by orphan_account

It's been years since the accident that paralyzed Charles, leaving him wheelchair-bound and shattering his carefree life of drinking, sex, and loose telepathy. Raven finally guilt's Charles into going to a bar with her, only to have them run into a rather unsavory Mutant and Disability fetishist.

And One For Yourself? (Let Me Take You Home?) by meh_guh

Charles has had it with academia. He's sick of Boston, sick of teaching Bio 101, sick of Nathaniel Essex's guerrilla campaign against his lab time. So of course, the only thing to do is to move back to NYC and open a bar. It'll be a lark.

And Tony's there! Scads of guilt-free, friendly sex is never to be frowned upon.

Of course, the bewitching lunatic behind the bar complicates matters, but Charles is hardly new at seduction. He'll win Erik over in a matter of weeks.

A month at the outside.

Really.

Baby, You're A Hit by mutanitys (chekov)

"How to not make it up to the cute professor you mistakenly punched at a bar" by Erik Lehnsherr.

(Erik still punches the wrong guy, but this time the hospital doesn't seem to be an option.)

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Fics with dirty talk about breeding/pregnant kink:

serendipity by intentation

Charles runs into his professor at a sex club. How can he possibly resist?

Perfection by LadyLustful

Charlotte Xavier didn't think she would be into being bred but here she is, getting off on hearing how she's perfect and will give Erik perfect babies.

#gerec rambles #fic rec #cherik #gerec's fic rec #alternate first meeting #dirty talk

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artist-issues · 4 months

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back then prequel trilogy got received hate from fandom mence and bullying of jake llyod and ahmed best left me heartbroken

OH you meant Rose Tico! Yes, I love her! Sorry, sorry, I wasn’t sure which Rose character you meant in your earlier ask.

I love Rose Tico. She’s literally the perfect character for Finn’s character development. Rose goes from hero-worshipping him (the thing he initially liked about Rey, that she “looked at him like nobody else ever had”) and then moved BEYOND that to forgiving him even when she knew he was running from a cause her sister just died for, then on to saving his life and teaching him about what to fight for, over and over again.

Rey is Finn’s big obsession after he’s escaped from the Stormtrooper corps because she A) Believes in him and B) Can relate to him. She’s never had a friend before, either, and she’s easily attached to people who care about her, just like he is.

But where Rey might just challenge Finn to grow a little bit—as in, care about someone outside of himself—Rose takes that a step further and challenges him to grow a LOT. Rey id awesome, and an awesome influence on Finn, but not as awesome as Rose. Rose is 100% selfless and puts all her faith in the greater good. Rey is still figuring that out. Rey has never lost anyone; Finn watches Rose as she chooses to go on fighting after her sister is killed.

Which is so perfect. Because to him, losing the person closest to you is unthinkable at the moment he meets Rose. He’s getting into that escape pod because he’s so focused on keeping Rey safe. But Rose? Rose just lost her “Rey,” her “someone closest to me.” And she’s not giving up. She’s not running away. In fact, it makes her fight harder—but not for revenge. That never shows itself in any of her interactions. And that’s so important for Finn the Stormtrooper to learn.

Plus, as far as Star Wars characters go, Rose is excellent. She embodies that whole “anybody from anywhere can be a force for good, even a farm boy, even a droid, etc.” thing, because who is she? Just an engineer who works on the cruiser. Nobody special. That humility is what’s excellent for a Star Wars hero. She’s already learned the lesson that Rey needs to learn, too—it’s just not about herself and who she is. It’s all about doing whatever the next right thing, big or small, you can do, and trusting a higher power with the rest.

But she’s still relatable. She still has moments where she gets so passionate about wanting good to triumph and bad to lose that she does lose her temper. That’s why Finn thinks she’ll be happy when they wreck Canto Bight. But you get the idea that even if she does struggle with righteous anger and bursts of outrage, she’s learned to focus on what she loves instead of letting hate consume her. She’d make an incredible Jedi.

She’s a great character. And Kelly Marie Tran did a great job playing her. She delivered her lines with vulnerability and genuineness and didn’t over-do it and gave Rose just enough rawness to make you believe she’d been through something world-shattering (losing her sister) recently, but not so much that she distracted from the focus of the scenes she was in. And she perfectly captured that whole “Rose is at rock-bottom, but she hangs on to her faith, because this is the kind of person she’s been even before the audience met her” vibe.

I hate that they basically wrote her out of TROS. And anyone who dislikes her character or her portrayal just doesn’t know how to watch a movie, that’s all.

#Star Wars #se #rise of skywalker #tros #TROS hate #TLJ #TLJ love #rose Tico #the last Jedi #Star Wars sequels #sequel trilogy #TFA #Kelly Marie Tran #Finn #Rey

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bigdsgirl · 6 months

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hello, yes I am here and I am revved up. let's do episode 8:

Restarting where MIL beats down evil mom - pure bliss

"blatant favoritism to your child" -- okay pot meet kettle

HA SHE CALLED HER OUT!

I hate him I hate him I hate him - "as a family"

Me: I wonder if they are going to follow the webtoon, *sees the bar scene* oh yessssss

The dad making dinner to resolve things - oh sweet summer child

This man thinks he's so slick, when all they are doing is outing that he, evil mom and Yoo Ra are working together.

WAIT HE HAS FOOTAGE. OH MY--

Are you suggesting we watch it as a family? YES GRAB THE POPCORN

cAlled out - "it was 20 years ago" oh NOW HE WANNA SWEEP IT

I am personally not a fan of the "we told you to stop fighting" - seriously, one is EGGING THE OTHER ON.

Chairwoman said "we are doing this, old school" *succession theme song plays*

"I don't want to stress him out" - my ANGEL

the way he slightly opens the door to let her know that he's home GOOD BYE

THE HUG. THE SAFE SPACE.

he needs to make sure she eats I am losing it

"let's leave it alone" - yeah because we know who did it and it will make you even worse

I love Do Guk just beat down the ex -- truly brings me joy on this glorious Sunday

HAHAHAHH HE HAS THE FOOTAGE - threaten his ass

Turn in Yoo Ra - oh boy you are speaking my language

"when you mess with my wife" that's right, keep my wife's name out of your mouth!!!!!

Yi Joo - take those gloves off and slap them silly

the literal "oh the water tastes great" - nailed them heheheheh

Wait. Wait - they are eating together??? oh oh oh

Yi Joo in the stripped shirt is so effortless and gah i love her she is gorgeous

Jamie babe, please just say it (for those that's don't know please ignore)

AS FRIENDS *sobs*

wait! wait! what dish does she want to learn! is it for Do Guk?? PLS SAY YES.

The burn the burn yes, let's talk about it.

Love the massage chair moment - iconic

ohmy god is the food for the chairwoman??? IM CRYING she just wants a FAMILY

"the meals that Do Guk makes are so good I want more" - YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

oh the cut to a previous conversation, here we go. oh this is why she asked Yi Joo. and oh my gklajgfdkjag

"I spent my life building homes for other people. But I couldn't do it for my grandson" oh my GOD i am sOBBING

the JEAN SKIRT, Yi Joo I am just a baby bi, please don't do this to meeeeee *dies*

oh my god my heart is shattering - "Yi Joo is alive" the fact that she says that just makes me want to burn the world for her

ARSENIC??????? Oh I am ready to go to war; this is just awful.

Auntie is a spy and I love that for her. She is a blessing, I am so happy Yi Joo had someone in her corner, even if it was such a short period of time.

oh hey look. an article about a FIRE, HUH?

HOSTILE TAKE OVER LFGGGGGG!!!!!!!! Grandpa, you get +2 points

failed acquisition! yeet! truly music to my ears

Do Guk that shirt looks sooooooo good with your hair

BRO STOP PROTECTING YOO RA

HAHAHAH DO GUK JUST LOVES DROPPING THE MIC

sir - listen to your advisor, i bet you all my dollars she's right and you should be careful

oh here we go, i love this for the ex; get what is due. You deserve to feel like shit for eternity!

"order for me" babe, that's not enough

uh oh uh oh little sister is is bring troubleeeee

DO NA!!! I would do anything for this woman. her and Yi Joo have my heart

the rock music in the background, truly a baddie!!!!

YOO RA THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOUUUUUU -- too little to late good sir

"You volunteered to do this" oh this is sweet and I can't wait to see everything explode for all these shitty people (including you Yoo Ra hehehehe)

Oh we are getting the full apology here. hmm. hmm. still don't accept :) go to hell ya turn. AND YI JOO DESTROYED HIM - "these are my terms" - yes queen.

The board meeting; stupid men. And Do Guk; he game with RECEIPTS.

I just love this power couple so much. they are the light of my life.

this is me rn:

more important public opinion??? I knew it was going to be a serious about the construction work, but a tiny part of me was hoping for a photo of Yi Joo like:

again keep my wifes name out of your mf-ing mouth

Yoo Ra - the first thing you need to learn about revenge, you have to take care of your minions. this is very important

MIL THAT OUTFIT HOLY SHIT, she did not come to play

"please do not call me that, it's unpleasant" - I am WHEEEEZING

babe, Yoo Ra, you cannot say "he's the first guy I liked im sorry, i just went a little 🤪crazy 🤪" that will not work

oh ew, bringing business into this??? oh ma'am. oh now he's sick. hmm. HMMMM. I wonder why.

oh the "is it upsetting you?" MIL you are an angel and I thank you for caring for our Yi Joo.

hell yeah! throw the pills on the floor! someone grab them!

stonks are plummeting! ohhhhh noooooooo

aw shit the conservatorship oh nice, bribery. f u mister lawyer.

oh evil mom is scheming too - it's about to get spicyyyyy. oh no she gave him like.... 6 pills. oh that's not good.

OH YES YES YES ITS HAPPENING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

now I can seeeeeeeeeeeeee my HALLOOOOOOOO

oh fuck that trailer is FIRE LETSS GOOO! (I spy a HUG!!!)

#perfect marriage revenge #kdrama #live blog #lb #pmr #heidi watches perfect marriage revenge

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bluerose5 · 3 months

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A New Foundation

Pairing: Male Tav/Astarion

Word count: 2,261

Summary:

Astarion tells Falorin about that 'nice, simple plan' of his.

While Falorin wants to stay with him, he needs Astarion to understand that manipulating him was far from okay.

(Basically my take on Astarion's Act 2 scene. A lot of his dialogue stays the same, but there are some changes, especially more so towards the end and for my Tav, Falorin.)

(AO3 Link)

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In the thick of the shadow curse, tensions were high.

Their merry band of misfits decided to take a final rest before that great moment of truth. Moonrise Towers was well within reach, no longer a distant prospect on the horizon but a looming threat that grew closer by the second.

As Falorin wrapped up with his usual late-night talks, he caught sight of Astarion. The latter paced restlessly along the outskirts of their camp, wringing his hands with a furrowed brow. Occasionally, he would mutter to himself, running his fingers through now-messy curls.

After everything they had been through together, Falorin instantly felt a spike of concern at seeing him so out of sorts.

Without thinking, Falorin approached him, which caused Astarion to stop short in his tracks, staring back at him, wide-eyed and uncertain.

“There you are,” he greeted. Astarion surveyed the area, making sure that there wasn't anyone around to overhear their conversation. “Do you have a moment? I think we need to talk.”

Instinctively, Astarion started to reach out for Falorin's hand in search of a comforting touch, but he recoiled when Fal's fingers brushed against his, withdrawing from him entirely.

Okay, now, that wasn't a good sign.

“Are you alright?” Fal asked, frowning in confusion.

“Oh yes, I'm fine,” he said, which was a direct contradiction to the way his voice wavered, unable to look Falorin in the eyes for a split second. “I just… feel awful.”

His face fell, and Falorin tensed, filled with a foreboding sense of dread.

Whatever he had to say, Falorin knew that he wasn't going to like this.

“Look,” Astarion continued, “I had a plan. A nice, simple plan!” Gesturing mindlessly with his hands, his tone turned chipper in an attempt to make light of the situation, even if the conversation was turning out to be anything but. “Seduce you, sleep with you, manipulate your feelings so you'd never turn on me.”

Wait, what?

In spite of his smile, there was a tinge of desperation to the air around him, a pain that was twisted into the very essence of his chuckle.

Falorin stared at him blankly, stunned speechless.

Although, as much as he hated to admit it, a small part of him wasn't surprised at all.

Still, that didn't stop Astarion's words from taking a hammer to his heart, over and over and over again. It was fragile like glass, each blow bringing out more cracks until, finally, it shattered into a million little, pretty pieces.

When he didn't immediately respond, Astarion kept going, “It was easy – instinctive. Habits from two hundred years of charming people kicked in.” His face contorted in agony, and his voice cracked. “All you had to do was fall for it.”

What remained of Falorin's heart sank.

Sorrow settled like a rock, heavy in the pit of his stomach.

“And all I had to do was not fall for you,” Astarion mumbled, “which is where my nice, simple plan fell apart.”

Falorin couldn't help it.

Anger followed sorrow, and the two got all tangled up in one another.

The first tear fell on his cheek.

Try as he may, Falorin squeezed his eyes tightly shut, but it was already too late.

The dam had burst open, and a flood was unleashed.

Resigned, he forced himself to meet Astarion's eyes, and he asked “Why now?” in a whisper.

Caught off guard by the sudden onslaught of tears, Astarion unfortunately didn't hear him.

“Wh–What?” he stammered.

He stepped forward —this time, to try and comfort Fal— but Falorin was quick to take a step back.

“Don't touch me!” he snapped, baring sharp teeth at him in warning.

A string of Elvish swearing lashed out at him next, causing Astarion to wince.

“Okay.” He took a deep breath, in through his nose and out through his mouth. “I deserve that.”

“That, and so much more.” Swiping furiously beneath his left eye, Falorin scowled at him. “I said, ‘Why now?’”

Astarion swallowed past the lump in his throat.

“Because you—” A smile spread across his face unlike any other that Falorin had seen before, adoring, reverent. It made his traitorous heart skip a beat. “You're incredible. You deserve something real.” His smile wavered as he voiced what was on his mind. “I want us to be something real.”

A sob broke free from Falorin's chest.

“Gods damn it, Astarion!” he hissed. “That's the problem, though, isn't it? Because this—” He waved a hand between the two of them. “—has always been real to me on some level, but now I'm hearing that it was all a lie?”

“Not all of it, no!” Astarion objected. “That's why I'm coming to you now, so that whatever we have together won't continue to be built on false pretenses.”

Falorin was quick to cover his mouth when another sob snuck up on him. His shoulders hitched.

“Foolish,” he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

“I know,” Astarion sighed, staring down at the ground, dejected.

“Not you,” Fal retorted with a sneer. “I'm talking about myself.” At his startled expression, Falorin elaborated. “Oh, come on. Don't look at me like that. Stupid, naive Falorin, way too sweet for his own good. Of course, leave it to me to fall for the same old tricks again.” He clutched at his chest, shrugging helplessly. “I'm starting to think that maybe I'm just not meant for this. The whole romance thing.”

“No,” Astarion whispered. “Don't do that. Don't turn this whole thing around on you. There is nothing wrong with you. I am the one who messed up, and I will own that, but don't you see? You are such a bright spot upon this universe, if not the brightest. Even if we don't stay together, don't let my mistakes be the reason you lose hope. Don't let my darkness smother your light.”

“Astarion…”

Trailing off, Falorin contemplated his next move, but there was still more that he needed to know.

“Tell me, did that night at the tieflings’ party mean anything to you?” he asked, his lower lip wobbling.

“Of course it did!” He sounded appalled that he would suggest otherwise. “That's the problem, or part of it.” Before Fal could question him further, he forced himself through his explanation, his voice strained. “Being close to someone —any kind of intimacy— was something I performed to lure people back for him.”

Astarion wrinkled his nose.

“Even though I know things between us are different, being with someone still feels…” He searched for the right word. “Tainted. Still brings up those feelings of disgust and loathing. I don't know how else to be with someone.” He stared at Falorin, his bright red eyes filled with sadness and longing. “No matter how much I'd like to.”

Wrapping his arms around himself, Falorin took the time to process all that was said.

The only thing his mind kept coming back to was this, “You told me that you enjoyed yourself.”

Astarion didn't even bother denying it, shamed that he even had to admit to it.

“I did say that, yes.”

He knew what that night meant to Fal, yet he went through with it anyways, knowing that he was seeing him at his most vulnerable.

Fal should feel rage, hatred.

But he couldn't.

Even then, against all reason, his first concern was Astarion.

“You–You let me hurt you?” he asked. Bile burned at the back of his throat. “You let me violate you?” His stomach churned. “How am I any different than him now? Tell me that!”

Astarion didn't know which ‘him’ he was referring to —Cazador or Fal's former husband, Zykan— but, truthfully, it mattered little either way.

“That's not the same,” Astarion assured him.

“Isn't it?” he countered. “Because, the way I see it, I laid with you, even when that wasn't what you wanted.” That's all he could focus on, his head throbbing with pain. “That paints a very different picture of that night compared to before.”

“You didn’t know.”

“I should have, though,” Falorin muttered. “I should have, and that's what matters to me because I love you, damn it!”

He said it without thinking, his voice rising in a crescendo.

Astarion gaped, opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water.

Eventually, he managed to ask, “What? Really?”

He stared at Falorin expectantly, stuck between hope and disbelief. He wanted it to be true, but he dared not entertain the idea, as if Falorin would come to his senses and take the words back at any moment.

Falorin stared at him, then nodded.

“I love you,” he repeated, said with a confidence as sure as the rising and falling of the tides. “I'm not trying to get you to say it back, but I am trying to get you to understand. Can you see why I would be so upset about all of this?” His next breath shuddered through him. “I love you, but that doesn't magically make any of this okay, Astarion. It's wrong that you used my emotions against me; and, honestly, it fucking hurts.”

There was a slight droop to his ears, but Astarion didn't dare try to defend his actions.

“I know,” he mumbled.

Falorin steeled himself against the growing desire to go to him, to soothe him and tell him that everything would be okay, because that wouldn't help either of them.

If anything, he needed to set some boundaries.

“Until I decide otherwise,” Falorin said, “I think it's best that we rest separately in camp for now.”

“Understandable.”

“And you're not going to be feeding from me tonight, just so you know.”

That got more of a pout out of him, but he still didn't argue, even as huffy as he was.

“Yeah, I should've seen that one coming, too,” he sighed, “but this all begs the question. Where do we stand?” He hated that he even had to ask, all because of his precious plan. “Do you still want to—” Astarion scrambled for how best to describe their current predicament. “Do you still want there to be an us?”

As if Falorin even hesitated.

“Gods, yes, of course I do,” he answered. “That's not even in question, but we obviously have some issues that we need to address. So what I'm thinking is that we go slow, we put on our big boy pants, and we work through this. Together.”

Wiping at his eye, he managed a smile, one that Astarion was quick to return.

“Sounds like a plan,” Astarion agreed.

For a moment, they stood there, shifting from foot to foot in their uncertainty.

Falorin couldn't leave things quite like that, though.

Tentatively, he looked towards the ground and asked, “May I hug you?”

The relief that Astarion felt in that moment was unparalleled.

All at once, the tension left him.

“Yes,” he all but begged, “please, I—Oof!”

He didn't get to finish before Falorin launched himself against him, squeezing him tightly, his face buried into the crook of his neck.

It took Astarion a moment to react, savoring the warm feeling that spread throughout his chest.

Even with the warning, he hadn't anticipated how good it felt to have Falorin in his arms, no pain, no discomfort.

It was just them.

Never had someone cared so deeply for him.

He didn't give up on Astarion, even after this whole revelation.

No, Falorin decided to fight for him, for them. Whatever their relationship was.

Astarion struggled to comprehend the very idea. The idea that he was worth the pain he had caused him.

Slowly, carefully, Astarion wrapped his arms around him in return, holding him just as tightly.

He never wanted to let go.

“I should bite you,” Falorin huffed.

“By all means,” Astarion teased in a purr.

With a snort, Fal exclaimed, “Not in a good way. I mean, look at me!” However, as soon as Astarion started to pull away, Falorin yanked him back into place. “Better yet, don't. I bet I look terrible.” He whined. “You got me all snotty with tears. My good eye is probably all red and swollen, and I bet my makeup is an utter mess! Ugh!”

This time, Falorin couldn't resist the petulant urge to pull away, if only to pout and stomp his foot ever so slightly, his arms crossed over his chest.

Well, if Astarion could rely on anyone else to be as vain as him, it was Fal.

He was the exact image that he described, but that didn't bother Astarion in the slightest.

He saw only him.

“You might have smeared it a little.” Or a lot. “But you still take my breath away.”

“Hmph, good thing you don't need to breathe then,” he laughed. They started to get lost in each other's eyes; however, Falorin refused to allow himself to get swept up in the moment yet again, so he decided that it would be best for him to return to his tent. “Well, ahem.” He cleared his throat. “I think that it is time for me to take my leave. We have a long day ahead of us, after all.” He brushed his hair back behind his ear with a timid smile. “Goodnight, Astarion.”

His silent heart threatened to beat again.

Even if things weren't exactly the best between them, Astarion had hope that they would get there eventually, built on a new foundation of openness and honesty.

“Goodnight.” He nodded to him in farewell, waiting until he was out of sight to whisper, “... my love.”

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #astarion #bg3 tav #tavstarion #falorin sungleam #dhampir tav #bluerose writes

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the-feral-gremlin · 6 months

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laurel lance, kara danvers and oliver queen!!

(From this ask game thingy)

Laurel Lance.

Okay, for this one I chose A Lot’s Gonna Change by Weyes Blood. It reminds me of her after the gambit went down and the whole arc around it (Also it kind of reminds me of her after the undertaking and her becoming the black canary and being a hero but ANYWAYS.)

“If I could go back to a time before now before I ever fell down, when I had the world gently wrapped at my fingers.”

Before the gambit, Laurel had her whole life at her fingertips: college, a semi stable family dynamic, a boyfriend, a whole ass future ahead of her. With one act, her entire life was pulled from underneath her feet.

“And no one good thing could be taken away from me, if I still believe that hearts don’t lie.”

Like I said, her entire life and family was shattered and it just… kept shattering and she was trying desperately to pick up the pieces while her own hands were bleeding. Every couple of years something good would be taken away. It reminds of all the trust issues that she had developed over all the years of hurt and betrayal: her parents, her sister, Oliver (also I want to make it clear that this is not me bashing Sara or Oliver.)

and how long it took for Laurel to trust tommy, to let him in only for him to die and her to sleep with Oliver again.

That’s just some of the lyrics and my interpretation, anyways it’s VERY e-1 laurel coded.

Kara Danvers

For this one I chose ancient dreams in a modern land by MARINA. It reminds me of Kara after landing on earth and becoming supergirl also how even though she grew to call earth her home, she still felt disconnected from it and Argo.

“Our ancestors had to fight to survive, Just so we could have a chance of a life.”

How Kara’s parents (and Clark’s parents) sent her and her cousin away for their safety and how there was (probably) a possibility that it would fail, how Alura knew that her pod was knocked into the phantom zone. How Kara grieved her planet, her parents, her friends, the random people that she ran into.

Basically this scene.

“What's your purpose, why were you put on Earth? You could be lost but you belong to the world.”

How she was told she was sent to earth to protect and guide Clark and when she gets there he doesn’t need her protection anymore. Basically Her purpose to keep going after her entire world died was gone, how she tried so hard to blend in to be normal. How supergirl was always treated like some.. publicity magnet for catco in the earlier seasons and how much Kara hated it.

But that’s just my analysis.

Oliver Queen

For this one, I genuinely couldn’t pick because I have a 4 hour long playlist for him and I love his character so much BUT headless horseman by the microphones. It just fits him so well.

“I got hit hard, I’m on the ground and if you swing again I’ll duck but I wish you the best of luck.”

This applies to Oliver in so many parts in his life, but mostly the island/those five years away. How the hope of returning slowly faded from his eyes but he still kept going, fighting for something he didn’t know anymore.

“I miss my closest friend, And now I cling to the rocks and the wind.”

Oliver going back to the island post-season one. he didn’t know where to put all the grief, for Tommy and for his father (I think Moira confessing to sabotaging the queens gambit unraveled all the unprocessed grief Oliver had shoved down in order to survive.) in a (semi) safe environment so he went back to the place it all happened in hopes that something would push it back down and he wouldn’t have to deal with it.

Again, this is just my analysis/opinion. But yeah, the entire song is literally so Oliver coded.

Anyways, thank for the ask!!

#mutuals #ask box #laurel lance #kara danvers #oliver queen #arrow #arrowverse

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quills-of-freedom · 1 year

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Hange Zoe Relationship

Aesthetic, Vibe & Various

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Hange is an extremely focused, dedicated and loyal person to her job. It’s pretty rare you’d get some one on one time - but she always makes sure she does indeed get that special quality time with you, now and again.

That’s not to say she won’t squeeze in little visits here and there; because she will. Just… don’t expect her to stay too long, most of the time.

Hidden under her distracted and “crazy” persona, is a caring and very thoughtful individual. Expect her to think of you when she sees something she’d know you’ll like. She’ll probably buy it for you too, for next time she sees you.

It’s the little things like that and the effort she puts in to make you feel loved and wanted, that makes up for the lack of her presence.

Ideal dates:

When Hange does have some spare time, her most favourite thing to do with you is either snuggle up in bed with a book, just reading in a peaceful, comfortable silence OR she’s quite partial to a nice long walk to clear her head, relax and just talk to you about whatever flies through that fast-flowing mind of hers.

She’s pretty fond of the theatre, she likes critiquing the structure of the script and stage directions. …And she loves the ice-cream there. Not to mention she’s a thrill seeker. Rock climbing, roller coasters and skydiving all get her to her happy place.

She’s not huge on PDA, but she doesn’t mind if you initiate it. Hold her hand or peck her on the cheek as much as you’d like. Just dont expect full on make out sessions in the movies. She has a reputation and a sense of professionalism to keep. She’s a soldier. And a damn good one, too.

Modern AU

Modern AU probably wont surprise you that she’s probably working in a lab of sorts. Medical or testing, even teaching. Whatever it may be - anything that arouses the mind, that’s what she’ll be doing.

I could also see her working as a CSI, cleaning up and figuring out crime scenes. She’s good at it too.

Hange loves all gadgets and widgets. Always has the latest phone/tablet/software and owns a drone too.

Likes to take her gopro out for adventures. Probably has a youtube channel (she doesn’t really show her face) and talks over her footage.

“So, here I am scaling that little doozy of a ledge. I was around 300 ft up by that point and - wait for it… Haa! There’s goes my foot! Almost got me there, nature huh?” *laughing*

NSFW

Hange is a dom/sub switch. She’s also pan. She owns strap ons, vibrators, cock rings… you name it she’s got it.

Very sexual. She’s pretty loud too. Her genitals are extremely sensitive and she can cum pretty easily and it won’t be long until she’s calling out your name again soon after.

Can be a pretty rough dom, if she’s horny enough.

Sex with her gets messy. She squirts and gushes.

Gets hysteric too. Pulls her own hair if you tease her too much, writhing on the bed.

Kinks

One of her Kinks is being as full as possible. So that’s toys in every hole. As well as you if you’re male bodied.

She has a love/hate relationship with teasing. God she’ll absolutely loathe you for it, but it’ll give her the best, earth shattering orgasm of her life when you finally allow her to.

One of her more dominant kinks is praising you while having you tied up, totally at your mercy while she has her way with you. She’ll be rough too.

Aftercare

Aftercare with the section commander is one of the best, without a doubt. She’ll hold you, cuddle you and kiss you. Especially if she’s on a hormonal come down from being a rough dom. She’ll kiss and nurse and markings she’s left.

As we know, Hange isn’t the cleanest of people. She doesn’t mind falling asleep in cum soaked sheets.

Will massage you if you had done a lot of work in that sex session. She’ll praise you too. You fucked her so good.

Dates 10/10

Thoughtfulness 9/10

Affection 7/10

Sex 10/10

Aftercare 8.5/10

Anyone would be lucky to have this queen as their so. She’s mind blowing in so many ways. ❤

#hanji zoe #attack on titan hanji #hange zoe #hange zoë #hanji x reader #hange x y/n #hanji zoë #hanji smut

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theodorerailmi · 2 years

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impetuous ; A HACKEARNEY PLAYLIST

i. meet me in the woods // lord huron ; ii. the killing moon // echo & the bunnymen ; iii. fragile tension // depeche mode ; iv. andromeda // weyes blood ; v. wolves // danny knutelsky ; vi. golden hair // slowdive ; vii. satellite // siøbhan ; viii. i come in peace // soko ; ix. you know me too well // nothing but thieves ; x. this mess we’re in // pj harvey ft. thom yorke ; xi. milk & black spiders // foals ; xii. real love // big thief ; xiii. desire lines // deerhunter

SPOTIFY LINK ; LYRICS SELECTION BELOW (added some notes)

Meet Me in the Woods by Lord Huron

Follow me into the endless night / I can bring your fears to light / Show me yours and I'll show you mine / Meet me in the woods tonight

The Killing Moon by Echo & the Bunnymen

In starlit nights, I saw you / So cruelly, you kissed me / Your lips, a magic world / Your sky, all hung with jewels / The killing moon / Will come too soon / Fate / Up against your will / Through the thick and thin / He will wait until / You give yourself to him

Fragile Tension by Depeche Mode

There's a strange obsession / That's drawing us nearer / We don't understand it / It never gets clearer / There's something radical in our hands / Nothing logical to our plans

(Notes: ngl, a lot of Depeche Mode songs remind me of them (blame it on the dark, sexy vibes haha). And I could totally picture Travis being a fan of 80s, new-wave/alt rock music)

Andromeda by Weyes Blood

Let me in if I break / And be quiet if I shatter / Getting tired of looking / You know that I hate the game / Don't wanna waste any more time / You know I didn't hold it up / Love is calling / It's time to give to you / Something you can hold onto / I dare you try

Wolves by Danny Knutelsky

Gone too far, I search for your garden full of pleasure / Hold me, love / I'm going deeper in the forest

Golden Hair by Slowdive

For I heard you singing through the gloom / Singing and singing, a merry air / Lean out the window, golden hair

(Notes: so in my head, Laura (like Siobhan) can sing (and not just do this weird shriek in the “distraction” scene haha). I’m sure Travis has heard her voice at least once when he had her imprisoned. I would also definitely imagine this song also for a Mermaid!Laura AU...)

Satellite by SIØBHAN

You use your strength just to hide away / Will you come back home to my heart / If I kept all my promises, never got lost / Could we go right back to the start / Rewrite the history so you could just kiss me

I Come In Peace by Soko

You live your life like you're stuck in hell / And my only goal is to make you feel safe / But like everything I do I fail / I've come in peace, come to rescue you / And thought you're sick I will comfort you / My heart is weak / When I'm not with you / Won't you man up now and be a hero?

You Know Me Too Well by Nothing but Thieves

Filthy impetuous soul / I wanna give it to you / Oh, just to see what you do / 'Cause I'm so drunk on you / Baby, you're all that I want / I want you all to myself / Oh, but you know me too well

(Notes: Travis @ Laura. Sexy vibes, definitely)

This Mess We’re In by PJ Harvey ft. Thom Yorke

What were you wanting? / I just wanna say / Don’t ever change / And thank you / I don’t think we will meet again / Sweat on my skin / Oh, this mess we’re in

Milk & Black Spiders by Foals

Cause I've been around two times / And found that you're the only thing I need

(Notes: Two idiots in love. And it took them both a long time to realize that they’re idiots in love.)

Real Love by Big Thief

Oh mama, oh papa / How much blood is worth the draw? / Real love, real love / Real love makes your lungs black

(Notes: this song is about growing up in a toxic family environment, thinking that love has to hurt... definitely Travis vibes. And Travis only later discovering what “real love” is.)

Desire Lines by Deerhunter

When you were young and your excitement showed / But as time goes by is it outgrown? / Is that the way things go? Forever reaching for the gold / Forever fading black and comes up cold Walking free, come with me / Far away, everyday

(Notes: this follows the previous song. I like to imagine Laura finally helping Travis to get away from Northkill, away from his family.)

#hope you like it!!#no idea if this will show up in the tags though #hackearney #travis x laura #hackearney playlist #laura x travis #my post #my playlist

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help-im-a-gay-fish · 1 year

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Following flower petals

Following flower petals.

Original nightmare and Dream by jokublog jokublog

Greekgods au by me

Synopsis: after being recently taken from his home, the young god of joy and spring attempts to find his escape.

Enjoy;)

The flower ran.

He ran, and he ran and he ran.

Robes flowed behind him as his feet beat the path, catching and ripping on rocks and jagged stones. Gnarled and dead tree routs hung above his head like rotten chandler's, each begging for a touch of life. Time he did not have.

It's hard to say how long the flower ran, crossing over the climate at fast as he could possibly go.

One river burned his bare feet, the next plunged his bones into water colder than ice, still, it didn't slow him long. This landscape was unforgiving and never-ending, no cavern wall was ever in view, but there had to be one eventually. This place had to have an exit.

He'd heard stories of people escaping the place, and how hard it was to reach the borders of the kingdom, and this fueled his determination.

The ground was cold now, a grey sharp grass was under his feet, the feeling of it sending memories of his home to the forefront of his mind. He wouldn't let the false plants fool him, there was not a drop of life in any leaf.

Dead.

He hated it here.

He was determined to get back to green lush fields, nothing would stop him for as long as he lived.

His immortal life had been a short one by God standards, but he'd spent all of it under the close care of his mother, Nim.

He'd spent his life in a beautiful and thriving fruit orchard. His childhood was spent running around harvesting apples of all colours from the trees, his mother telling him about the different kinds he found.

A charming life for a child.

"....."

But now? If his mother left his side for a second a nymph was watching his every step like a hawk. Each mouth of food and every sip of water was all monitored and tailored.

Who would have known that the first time he finally got away from one prison he'd be traded straight for another? Yet he'd take the garden over the underworld any day.

He was not just going to sit and look pretty and wait to be rescued, he was going to get free. Perhaps this was his chance to prove to his mother that he could look after himself!

He would earn his respect.

He would-

Something grabbed his foot.

It hadn't been a strong grab by any means, but the suddenness had startled the young god enough to send him falling flat on his face.

Quickly he turned to his back and was met with the sight of a shrunken face. One who had perhaps been a rabbit monster in life, but now's ears were hung loosely by their face, framing the sunken eyes and deadpan look. They were on their knees, their hand now gripped harshly on the god's leg. Their airless lungs rattled as they hissed an incoherent whisper.

Dream yelped and shifted fast, fighting to wrench his foot from the monster's grip to no avail.

Much to the horror of Dream, there appeared to be more around, each dressed in dark black and slowly making their way through the grey field towards him. Not one of them said a word, dry breathing filled the air.

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Some random ship kids I designed though an oc generator!

So I felt inspired when I saw this skelesona generator

So I wanted to try using it to make some random ship kids.

These are some rare pares I've been thinking about lately, so decided to use these.

I love themmmm

This was so fun to dooo

And wellll I couldn't resist the bonus once I had this ideaaa

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My #1 post of 2022

hello Gayfish !! sorry for all the time it took me to do this. but I adore it !! I adore how it turned out and I hope you like it. Sincerely Kanna

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KANNA OH MY GOODNESS!!

!!jhfdkjfjd,mfasI

don't know what to say!?!?!?! this is so gorgeous I'm awestruck by you!!! I am so unbelievably grateful for this!

You wanted to draw my babies as part of a sweet family unit and I'm dying over here!!!

the clothes on the twins!!!!! Celly's little hat is so adorable!!!!! Cross' jacket is so good, with that collar it looks like he's bowering style tips from his partner.

but shattered though...holding Luna so soft! Nighty having Celest on his lap!!

!AHHHHHHHHH!!H!H!H!H!H!THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!!!! i will love this foreverrrrr

also I've gotta share this @zu-is-here

This was originally submitted to me by @aoi-kanna who is an amazing artist. Tumblr however, wouldn't let me post the submission, so I had to make it a new post. I needed you all to see this beautiful work.

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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petrichorium · 9 months

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PLUV I have finally caught up with wha (at least I hope I have, I could only find up to chapter 70) and…many thoughts very many thoughts

I’ll start with Dean—I for some reason was not expecting him to have a wife and then she appeared and the way that man MELTED stop it stop it he loves her so much, they love each other so much it’s so sweet. But his little altercation with Beldaruit…..Jesus Christ he pissed Beldaruit off so bad but understandably so. That was such a brazen move to ask about exchanging information when Beldaruit was in a vulnerable position. You’re right, I can definitely the see the potential for him being an ultimate antagonist later on…him and his son

Oruggio of course looked so good doin his lil thing, I am still stuck on the scene where he was getting really defensive over how Qifrey should just leave Coco and Tartah alone and not to embarrass them like PLEASE I have to know who hurt this poor man when he had a puppy crush on someone as a boy

And QIFREY…..pluv get him away from me before I shake him senseless, smack him silly, dig my claws into him. That fucking panel of him laying facedown in the water……….so speechless. Literally stared at it like “no way. no way is he going to die by the thing he hates the most.” And while I am SO relieved that it was just a smoke illusion, that was such a brutal scene. Not to mention Coco injuring her eye, literally a mirror to Qifrey’s injury…….so cruel

As for the girls, their character arcs have come so far, Aggot’s especially, she holds a special place in my heart

Just. Mentally pulling at my hair and rocking back and forth in a corner, this manga keeps pulling my emotions in every which way I don’t even know what to do with myself

okay u need to send me where youve been reading bc i can only find up to chapter 68 (dw, u didn't spoil anything) BUT YEAHHHHHH

okay the WIFE THING AHHHHHH im genuinely wholeheartedly obsessed with her And his utter adoration for her. like when i first saw her i swooned ofc but then her lil scene later on where it's clear shes Also very smart and capable and not like. just a sweet/maternal figure which i kinda expected...... whew. until proven otherwise i am going to make up a zayamaia in my head who is a true partner in crime for all of dean's fucked up schemes 🫣

ORU'S LITTLE TALK HAD ME CRAZY TOO SDJFHBV when i first read that i went running to my friend like "hes having flashbacks to when he and i got caught together as teens </3" SHDFBSJDKHFB but also </////3 qifrey's response to that <//////////3 SHATTERED me truly

the parallels between coco/qifrey make me absolutely rabid foaming at the mouth putting him in a jar and shaking him like a little bug. watching coco steadily going down the same path as him while he's so blinded by his own desire for revenge......... oh qifrey i want to dissect u

the thing that truly made me weep that i kept talking about btw was the plotline with galga (specifically when, after his memories are wiped, he tries to help the girl who wiped them like OHHHHHHHHHH my god OH MY GODDDDDD he is A Magic Cop who got his personhood wiped away because of it thus removing his corruption as a magic cop and with that stripped away!!! he instinctively chooses to aide a little girl oh!!! my god!!!!! oh my fucking god!!!!!!!!) and also everything w custas and dagda my poor heart my poor poor heart............

#ask.🌧#demxnscous #witch hat spoilers

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hyperfixationspam · 7 months

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s2 finale liveblog

good morning sluts i am so fucking scared

hes in his meditation era

"idk a wave or something" babygirl i love you

OH THE DADDY ISSUES

STOP SAYING SIMPLE

SSHSHSKSHDJS POOR BABYGIRL HE WANTS TO BE ADOPTED SO BAD

SWEETHEART WHAT ARE YOU DOING

IS HE BEING MUTINIED FROM FISHING 😭😭😭

YEAH THEY ARE DICKS TELL EM BB

ZHENG IS FINE SHES IN THE TRAILER FUCK YOU

"britain never shall be slaves" 🫤 interesting choice of words

PETES POOR BALD HEAD 😭

JACKIE LOOKS SO SAD 😭😭

RICKY YOU BITCH MY ENEMY FUCK YOU

YOUR NOSE?? YOU FREAK

EWW YOU BITCH I HATE YOU

ZHENG!!!!!

OH GOD SHES HAVING FLASHBACKS

OH THIS IS WHERE THAT SCENE IS FROM

AUNTIE CANT BE DEAD NOO 😭😭😭

ZHENG BB GET UP PLS

STEDE!!!!

"or is it?" loser i love you

ZHENG HELL YEAH!!!!!

her fixing her pigtails 😭 shes so cute

ED POOR SWEETIE

OH. OK.

hes already added a third daddy to have issues about what an icon

YEAHHHHHHHH LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOO

SHUT UP RICKY FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

lmaooo izzy coming into "well actually 🤓☝️"

PINOCCHIO 😭😭 WE LOVE A CALLBACK

IZZY STOP WITH THE CANDLES

"the brains of this operation" 🤮🤮🤮 U RACIST BITCH

IZZY LORE???

HEY JACKIE. WHATS THAT. JACKIE

THE SOLDIERS READING THE LETTER NO NO NO NO

SOOOOOOOBS

ED READING THE ROMANTIC LETTER WHILE MURDERING THESE BITCHES 😭😭 I LOVE YOU

GNOSSIENE REMIX???

"WE WROTE OUR NAMES ON EACH OTHER" SHUT UPPPPPP

SWEET BABY

"you wrote me a lovely letter!!! 😡" why is he mad now shskdhskd

stede practically tripping over his own feet is so funny

NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME FOR OUR BEAUTIFUL ROMANTIC HERO TO STEP IN

YEAHHHHH

THE MUSICAL CALLBACK 😭😭😭😭

OH MY GOD ITS JUST LIKE HIS DREAM THIS IS SO FUNNY AND HEARTBREAKING AND STUPID AND LIFE SHATTERING

zheng being like "ok we need to hurry this up so you bitches can be gay" queen

THE LONG AWAITED FIGHTING TOWARDS EACH OTHER SCENE!!!!!!

HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAA

SWEETHEARTS 💕💕💕💕💕

KISSY!!!!!!!

"lifes a dick" real 😭

KISSY!!!!! THATS KISSY NUMBER FIVE NUMBER SIX IF YOU COUNT THE SECRET ONE

HE SAID IT!!!!!! HE SAID IT!!!!!!

bro hit him with the star wars reference 🫤

ZHENG 😭😭

wait has ed not met zheng??? i completely forgot

"shes super tough" "GUYSSSSS FUUUUUUUCK" i love her so much she is everything to me

"FOR LOOOOOVE" HAHAHAHA

"we need someone to pee on the shirt" hey im sorry what did i just walk into

AUNTIE!!!!!!!

"ive got plenty of blood" yeah i can see that

LMAOO THEM JUST CHILLING NEXT TO THE BODIES OF THE DEAD SOLDIERS

"oh you saw the flip ☺️" lmaooo

"i caught it 🥰" cuteeee

BABE!!!!!

"men have cost her too much" lore??? also me too bitch the fuck

"ur not a man" oh transgender? "ur soft" 🫤

"you dont do soft?? 😫" olu baby ily

izzy im scared for u pls stop taunting him

"because....." we're gay? "we're good" ok that works too

"you are a rancid syphilitic cunt 💅" iconic

"ooh theres a lot of them 🫤" stede saw his bf and forgot about strategy

OH SHIT SHE DID POISON THEM. WAIT FUCK WHO ELSE IS POISONED.

"is that us doing that" STEDE YOU DUMBASS 😭😭😭😭

wait theyre poison trained??? wtf 😭

"no!!!!! let me kill him 🥰" beautiful

bruh olu having to remind her to be nice 😭

"i am. proud. of you. 😐" so genuine 💞

ZHENG MY SWEETHEART MY SWEET GIRL

ASS SHOT?????? HELLO?????????

ok ur taking the outfits but who took the underwear too 😭😭

zheng lookin kinda 🥵🥵🥵

how are they all rocking this its a navy uniform its not supposed to look good

is frenchie wearing eyeliner hell yeah

ok yeah why did you trust ricky with that

DID. DID IZZY JUST GET SHOT. HELLO

why did olu grab that guy so intimately it looked like he was about to kiss him 😭

JIM IS JIM OK

OH GOD IZZYS ABOUT TO DIE ISNT HE. HES ABOUT TO BE WUZZY

OK AT LEAST JIM SEEMS FINE

OLU I LOVE YOU SILLY BOY

AUNTIE??????? NO NO NO

WHY IS LUCIUS RUNNING SO GAYLY 😭😭😭

izzys makeup he looks so close to death oh god

"SIT WITH ME EDDIE" FUUUUUUCK

"IM SORRY" GOD FINALLY

GOD HES FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGING IT. I CAN DIE IN PEACE. HOPEFULLY IZZY CAN TOO I GUESS

"it was us" FUCK FUXK FUCK FUXK FUCK FUUUUUCK

"i wanna go" OH MY GODDDDD

"youre my only family" "oh fuck off you twat" yeah thats the proper response 😭

"JUST BE ED" FUCKU FUXK FUCK FUXK

OH MY GOD. THE "THERE HE IS" PARALLEL. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD.

OH MY FUCKING GOD HE FUCKIN DEAD

congratulations to con o neill for doing the most convincing dead eyes ive ever seen thats a bit terrifying

STEDE PLEEEEASE GO GET YOUR MAN DONT JUST STAND THERE

OH THEYRE BURYING HIM HES LIKE DEAD DEAD NO RISING FROM THE GRAVE FOR HIM

ROACH GIVING THE MIDDLE FINGER SHSKDHSKF

"he was a fucking nightmare what a guy" spitting straight facts

"i think wed be good together. kick a lotta ass" hell yeah wlw mlm solidarity

oh shit rickys still alive i forgot 😭

"shes said enough" HAHAHAHAHA

WEDDING WEDDING WEDDING WEDING YES YES YES YES

fang are u ok

ED........ THOSE EYES........

MATEYS!!!!!!!!!!

ok fang is not ok pls get this boy some therapy

"or kiss or something" 😭

CUTIES!!!!!!!! HUSBANDS!!!!!! MATEYS!!!!!!! CUTIES!!!!!!!!!

NINA SIMONE HELL YEA

WAIT IS FRENCHIE FIRST MATE FOR REAL NOW

OH SHIT JACKIES HERE TOO. FOUND FAMILY UNION!!!!

sugarballs????? 😭😭😭

WAIT ED AND STEDE STAYED BEHIND OH FUCK

INNKEEPERS!!!!!!!

OH MY GODDDDDDD

BUTTONS??????

frenchie skinny legend

wait who pissed on the towel

WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO FOR S3 IF THEYRE BEHIND THO. LIKE IM HAPPY FOR THEM BUT WHAT ABOUT S3

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sarah-dipitous · 8 months

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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 263

Rock Never Dies/Hell Bent

“Rock Never Dies”

Plot Description: Castiel and Crowley close in on Lucifer as the fallen angel realizes his new rock-star vessel allows him to get fans to do whatever he wants

This is such a huge “ask and you shall receive,” but as I thought harder on it last night, didn’t Rowena banish Lucifer to the bottom of the ocean after decaying his body a whole bunch?? How is he back already??

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: I would not try to summon Lucifer, I’m good

I was promised Castiel, why are we getting Dean playing Words With Friends??

The boys really do stick to small towns and whatnot. It’s gonna be weird seeing them in LA

It’s bad that you have to lie to Dean saying you’re listening to a podcast on the Protestant reformation just so you can MAYBE listen to your hair metal band (that Dean hates) in peace

You leave Castiel and his one outfit alone, Dean. You have, like, 10 and they ALL make you look like a lumberjack. Hashtag team cas

Poor Castiellllll, he’s so over working with Crowley

Oh, Cas…can’t tell the difference between the aftermath of a fight and the aftermath of a rockstar ~spending time~ with a groupie

Apparently, sometimes it does pay to have Crowley on your team. You get perspectives you never thought you would that way

How did Castiel get in with Vince/Lucifer’s band mates? The Winchesters are posing as a band themselves to Vince’s PR person, Crowley has a deal with a guy in the music industry….but Cas??

(There was a lot of just trying to get to the concert that happened that wasn’t too interesting)

I don’t wanna watch Lucifer beat the shit out of Cas and Crowley…

Ok but Sam being the one thing standing between the crowd getting out and Lucifer locking them in the venue with him??? And then Lucifer locking Sam in the venue with him???????

I AM here for Castiel beating the shit out of Lucifer and getting to repeat his “Hey, assbutt!” line

Sometimes you pause at the exact right time

Well, that didn’t last long

Ok but like…………sympathy for the devil has gone way up again “he finally apologizes for abandoning me, and what’s the very next thing he dies? Ditches me” luciiiiiiii, babyyyyyyyy. He’s really having an existential crisis and spiraling into a very “nothing fucking matters” mindset

Did Horikoshi watch supernatural when coming up with Dabi? Lucifer is really breaking down all while saying that his whole plan is to just keep breaking everything his dad created

Jesus, Crowley, you look terrible

“Hell Bent”

Plot Description: the Doctor faces the Time Lords in a struggle that will take him to the end of time

I don’t know why we’re starting in this sort of random and almost certainly fake scene between the Doctor and Clara in a 50s style diner (or not really Clara)

I know he’s on Gallifrey now but I truly do t know what’s going on

This poor Gallifrean woman who keeps getting hassled by the military and high council all while the Doctor refuses to see them…til the high council’s leader comes calling

Oooooo!!!! The Doctor telling the Gallifrean president “get off my planet.”

Ok, so not Clara and the Doctor is happening in some sort of real time and everything on Gallifrey is in the recent-ish past

Ok…I’m probably gonna Gonzo and Rizzo when the ghost of Christmas yet to come showed up, but more out of confusion than fear

Well cuz now I’m wondering if the Hybrid IS the Doctor. I know he said he was, but what about Clara? Clara who we met as Oswin in the Dalek asylum, who kept so much of her humanity while being a Dalek…whose very continued existence as the Doctor tries to save her even know could fracture all of time

We already knew I love the Daleks but hearing this one yelling out “exterminate me” is heartbreaking

Did Clara ever come up against the angels? Why would she know what to do in their presence??

I’m not ready to hear the Doctor’s answer to how long it’s been since he last saw Clara.

I’m shattered at the Doctor not telling her, Clara had to ask someone else…and it was 4.5 billion years. 4.5 BILLION. YEARS. of running and solving the puzzle and dying and reincarnating, trying to claw his way out of the confessional dial just for the chance to maybe save his best friend’s life. I am a wreck

Ohhhhhh, Doctor, you really shouldn’t have been alone so long. This is just like at the end of Ten’s time. He really believes he is the end all be all of time and existence, that he answers to no one because we’re at the last dying embers of the universe.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME WITH FOUR KNOCKS????

Not Arya is also here at the end of time.

What?? I’m ngl I’m getting a little lost in all the “who/what is the Hybrid?” theories they’re tossing around

I hate watching them say goodbye AGAIN.

Why does the Doctor and a companion who was his BEST FRIEND always have to end in a memory wipe for one of them???? There’s an emptiness and yet i can’t stop crying

Wait… is this the diner from the impossible astronaut? Is he remembering incorrectly? I knew it looked familiar

Oh, she returned his TARDIS to himmmm

I’d love to have a mini series of Clara and Not Arya’s adventures on their way to Gallifrey…

Oh thank god he has a sonic screwdriver again

#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023

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hii!

idk if ur request are still open but if they are, could you write something with the marauders?? maybe dilf!sirius or stripper!reader?? (only if you’re confortable with it!)

btw i loved your theo smut😭<3

STRIP CLUB | S.B

ty baby<3

summary: your best friend’s dad finds you working at a strip club.

warnings: small sir kink, squirting, oral ( female receiving ), fingering, bit of drinking at the start, small degrading, praising.

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sirius needed a drink and he needed it now.

he didn’t even acknowledge what club he stumbled on, but from the view it gave, they had alcohol. and that’s all that mattered to sirius. he needed to wash away all stress, rage, and irritation from today; and what better way to do it than getting drunk?

“one firewhiskey” he demanded once he settled on the barstool at the bar. the young bartender giving a quick nod and getting to work.

it was then that sirius had a chance to look around, the place was cluttered with people. loud chatter almost drowning out the music. he realized everyone’s sight was settled onto the centre of the room.

sirius craned his neck to get a good look at what seemed to be catching everyone’s interest.

ah, he thought.

this is a strip club.

he hummed in acknowledgement when the bartender placed his drink in front of him, whisking it away and walking closer to the scene as the alcohol burned his throat, a low vibration bubbled from his chest at the taste, already getting rid of all that pent up tension in his muscles.

the atmosphere in the club had suddenly changed when sirius finished his drink. everyone went quiet before cheering loudly when two beautiful women stepped on the stage. the one at the right had red lingerie on, hugging her body in all the right places. her bronze skin seemed to compliment the colour of her attire and her long dark hair moved in rhythm with her movements. the one at the left had a pink with a black corset on, a small thong leaving little to the imagination. sirius eyes travelled from her smooth legs to her defined waist, to her pushed up cleavage and to her- face.

the realization came crashing down on sirius like a bucket of cold water.

there you were. his daughter’s best friend all dolled up dancing to the beat of the music around the pole. and he silently cursed himself for getting hard at the same little girl that visits his house every weekend. did you always go to his house after giving this people a good show? giving them something for their little wank-bank?

as much as he hated to admit it, the mere image of you dancing sensually could’ve had him cumming on the spot. he also hated to admit that the fact that he wasn’t the only person in this place was bringing back that wrath that he had earlier.

was he supposed to be able to compose himself around you from now on? was he supposed to not have you over his knee the next time he had you alone. giving you an orgasm for every set of eyes that were watching you waltz around the stage?

his fingers twitched along with his cock when he saw you bend down to let a batty old man hand you a 100 dollar tip.

and that’s when your eyes met his piercing ones.

you seemed to freeze at his presence for a few moments before you were back to dancing, your vision still glued to his.

and the subtle smirk he sent your way was enough to confirm that— you were getting your brains fucked out by sirius black after this.

after a few more dances and tips, you and your friend got off the stage, your head snapping back to meet sirius’s direction; who was still staring at you with hooded eyes.

you threw him a lazy smile before making your way to the loo, knowing damn well that sirius was just a few steps behind you. the door barely touched the doorframe before he was wringing it open with such force that had you giving a small gasp when he abruptly grabbed ahold of your jaw, turning your head up at him.

“i didn’t know you could dance like that” were the first words he spoke to you in the whole evening.

“you barely know me at all, sir” you teased. the nickname you addressed him as seemed to spark something in him. and a short chuckle came from sirius before he was smashing his lips to yours, letting go of your face to knead the softness of your bum, he hooked a finger on the waistband of your thong before letting it snap back on your flesh, coaxing a whimper from your mouth.

“you filthy little thing, getting me all hard in front of everyone. you’re gonna have me thinking of this pretty pussy for the rest of the week, and i’m gonna have you looking all ruined once i’m done with you” he growled in between kisses, hoisting you up on the counter and advancing his kisses downwards on your neck.

you threw your head back with a blissful sigh as sirius grazed his teeth against your sweet spot, your body ignoring the alarms going off on your brain that screamed: this is your best friend’s dad! what are you doing? but with the way sirius crouched down so he was at level with your sopping cunt, his beard giving you that delicious burn that you were gonna feel for the rest of the night, you really couldn’t give less of a fuck that this was wrong.

“oh fuck” you whispered as sirius dragged your panties down, groaning slightly at the sight of your dripping pussy. “fuck baby, can’t wait to have this tight pussy milking me dry” he mumbled before diving in, lapping up at your juices in an instant.

you released a strangled moan as sirius flicked his tongue over your buzzing clit, the pads of his fingers teasing your slit. your hands flew down to grip his hair as he entered two fingers at one, sucking around your bundle of nerves in a way that had you curling your toes.

“oh my god, sir-” you moaned out, thighs shaking with anticipation at the same time sirius curled his fingers upwards, caressing your g-spot in the most dazzling way ever.

he continued his assault on your clit whilst his fingers pumped in and out of you, the stimulation provoking that coil in your belly to snap without a warning. “i’m gonna fucking cum” you managed to whine out, bucking your hips up before cumming around sirius’ fingers, not even giving him time to respond.

your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you cried out in pure euphoria— your mind barely registered when was it that sirius had stood up, fingers working rapidly against his belt before letting his engorged cock spring out, he stroked a few times before nudging your stimulated clit with the tip, watching with hungry eyes as you jolted your hips upwards as a silent plea.

“beg” he demanded.

“wha-”

“beg for it. show me how much of a desperate slut you are.” his eyes were darkened with lust as he spoke each word.

“please— please. i need it, i want you to fuck me hard and fast, sir. please” you pouted, giving him your best puppy eyes that you knew would always get you what you wanted.

“atta girl” he purred before pushing himself inside your gushing pussy, quivering cries leaving your lips like a chant.

sirius settled for a bruising pace since the start, rocking his hips into yours until you had your back arched, giving him a clear view of your breasts that were still trapped in the corset from earlier.

“so tight baby— can’t wait to see my cum painting this pretty thighs” he moaned, gripping hour hips harshly before fastening his speed, dirty sounds of clapping skin echoing throughout the bathroom.

you went cross-eyed as his tip destroyed your g-spot, tiny stars decorating your vision with every harsh thrust. you screamed his name over and over again until your throat became tired, reaching your fingers down to soothe your aching bundle of nerves.

your hand was swatted away by none other than the male who gave you a look before massaging your clit tightly. “who is making you feel this good, pretty girl?” he taunted, a prideful smirk making its way to his lips as he watched you babble his name, cunt squeezing his cock that was still drilling into your hole.

“look at that sweet cunt squeezing me. i’m gonna have the whole club knowing who’s making you feel this fucking good” he grunted.

you went to answer him but the only thing that came out was a shattering moan as you squirted all over the bathroom’s counter, soaking yours and sirius’ thighs.

“fuck!” he moaned as he pumped you full with his load. rope after rope spraying your walls.

ragged breaths filled the room as he carefully slid out of you, both slowly coming down from cloud nine. sirius grunted at the view of your overused pussy blowing out his cum. counter completely drowned in your arousal.

“round two at the house?” you suggested.

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🏷: @selenesheart @malfoy-girl

#sirius black #sirius black smut #sirius black x reader #sirius black x y/n #sirius black au #sirius black fic #sirius black one shot #sirius black x you #sirius black imagine

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