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harbingersglory · 4 months
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hii could i req an soft dom arlecchino x sub/fem reader?? something w a really needy whiny reader n maybe like a mommy kink or thigh riding IDK tysm for ur time !
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{☆} characters arlecchino {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader {☆} warnings 18+ content
"Slowly, doll. We're not in a rush." Arlecchino reprimands lightly, squeezing your hips with just enough force to keep you unmoving on her thigh– she was still being gentle, but the subtle warning in her tone spoke to how easily she could push you against the desk and turn you into such a mess that you couldn't even remember your own name..just that you were hers.
But the barest hint of stimulation from her slacks pressed against your throbbing cunt had you twitching, barely able to form words. All you could think about was the scorching, twisting need building in your stomach, desperation for relief slowly climbing until you'd think she was doing this on purpose to drive you mad.
"Please– 'm a good girl, right? I've been good.." You choked out, only to be met with the rough, husky laugh echoing in your ear that made you feel dizzy with a rush of need, her nails gliding along the skin of your hips as she pressed you down even more firmly– you couldn't see her face but it was easy to imagine the crooked smile twisting her lips at the way you inhaled sharply and tried to buck against her thigh.
"Shh. I know, doll. I've got you, just relax." She murmured in that sickly sweet tone that always had your knees buckling, the raspiness of her voice sending shivers down your spine. It was almost impossible to relax with her so close, the notes of metal lingering on her skin despite how well she presents herself– but you trusted her, despite how you know you shouldn't.
"There we go. Good girl." Arlecchino's grip on your hips loosened just enough for you to move if you so wished, and oh did it take every ounce of restraint to not do just that..she hadn't said you were allowed to, and you weren't about to spoil her good mood by being a brat. Not tonight, anyway. "Do you want to cum, doll?"
The fervent nod you offer in place of words draws a laugh from her lips, one that is almost mocking, making your face flush in embarrassment– but the sudden tap against your hip makes your mind go blank to the point you forget it all together, focused only on the feeling of her thigh rubbing against your cunt as you bucked against her thigh, the fabric slick and wet against your inner thighs. You'd have half the heart to be embarrassed about that, too, if not for the sudden brush of her thumb against your aching, neglected clit. Just that small touch has you speeding up your movements, practically drooling as you whimpered like a dog in heat.
"That's more like it, doll. Such a pretty girl." Arlecchino hummed, her other hand trailing up your stomach, between the valley of your breasts and ghosting across your throat before settling on grabbing your jaw in a firm, yet almost tender touch as she tilted your head to the side just enough for her to pull you into a burning kiss. It left you lightheaded, grinding down against her thigh as she claimed your mouth as her own, her thumb still ghosting over your clit sporadically.
She'd spent so long teasing you, constantly touching you but never where you needed her, that you already felt like you were going to snap like a wire. She must've been in a really good mood, then, when she pulled away from the kiss with an almost predatory lick of her lips, yet she settled on pressing kisses to your skin rather then the usual sharp bite of her teeth as they sunk into the curve of your shoulder.
"Are you close? Go on. I want to see your face when you cum– you look the prettiest when you finally break apart, doll." Arlecchino mused idly– as if she wasn't talking to you while you continued to rub your aching cunt against her thigh, chasing your own release through shaky, strained breaths. Her thumb swiped over your lips, brushing strands of hair stuck to your skin from your face– at the same time as she swiped her thumb more firmly against your clit, creating a vicious contrast that had you both melting at the barest hint of almost softness from her and the touch of her hand between your legs, dragging you into an orgasm that leaves you trembling and, had she not shoved her fingers into your mouth, screaming, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.
"All done, little doll. Take it easy." She murmured, voice so quiet you almost didn't hear it, thumb swiping across your cheek to wipe away the stray tear, her hands pulling away to settle on your sides. "You did well– good girl. Let me take it from here."
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averageludwig · 17 days
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I need to get this out of my system or i will blow up. LIKE DAMN.. DAMN. LIKE OKAY. Like damn. Like. Tears in my eyes . fistful of hair . rocking back and forth . damn. He is ruining my life. Guys on the count if 3 throw the biggest rock at me. I need to be stoned there is no cure to this. goodnight cruel world.
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madeimpact · 2 months
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What strangely specific scent do you give off?
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coffee while sweets are being made.
you're the sort of person who shows up exactly when you need to, no sooner no later. you don't stay for long, moving from place to place, but when you are there, when you actually stick around long enough to truly meet a person, it's something that changes you for the rest of your life. you're the soft touch on someone's shoulder when they're crying, you're the rest of the drink that hasn't gotten cold, you're the savory taste on the back of their throat when they've forgotten what something good actually feels like. all while you sit there and remain, in silence, while they talk about their day. and you wait. (and you wait.)
Tagged by: @voidedgear 💖
Tagging: Uhhhhh if you're currently wearing blue you're tagged
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dongiovannaswife · 1 year
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I'm tired and sleepy and absolutely not thinking straight but,,, thinking about the first time Gio and I compared our hands. It was before we even started dating but we knew we felt Things (and probably thought it wasn't mutual) and he was over for the weekend, visiting after a loooong week of work.
He really tried to make it casual, because hey, the girl he liked was Tiny compared to him and he just couldn't stop thinking about Hugs and cute stuff. And when it happened he melted and blushed and had to throw in a random joke (spoiler: it didn't work)
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whumpshaped · 2 years
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You wrote that Am showed El that they would always be his, no matter what seth did. How did Am prove that to el? (Alternative phrasing: how did am show El his ownership of them?)
trigger warnings: very insecure whumpee, pet whump, crying, self-deprecation, trauma
“I’m sorry… I know it’s- it’s weird, and gross, it’s, um…”
“Don’t say that,” Am whispered, letting the hem of the shirt fall back down and cover the marks. “Please. It’s just some scars, okay? There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Yeah, scars in the shape of… that…” El couldn’t look at him, too embarrassed by the entire situation. “I, I know you keep telling me it’s okay, but… I want to believe it, okay? It’s just… why would you… why would you want an already broken pet, you know? One all marked up and branded and-”
“Hey, hey, hey. Calm down. You’re not broken.” He cupped their face in his hands, pressing a gentle kiss to their forehead. “You’re perfect, okay? Don’t ever worry about those scars. You’re beautiful. I couldn’t care less about it.”
“It literally s-says I’m someone else’s,” they choked out, tears welling up in their eyes as they said it. “How can that- how can that not bother you…?”
“Because you’re mine.” There was such confidence in those three words, El was completely taken aback. “Aren’t you?”
“Y-Yes-”
“So why would I ever worry about that?” He kissed them again, this time on the lips. His hand trailed down to the collar they were wearing, softly tugging on it. “I put this collar on you, because you’re mine. I spent all those hours teaching you all those little commands, because you’re mine. I feed from nothing and no one else but you, because you’re mine. I call you my pet, my bloodbag, my baby, because you’re mine, and no one else’s. And I’m afraid I’m quite territorial.”
El huffed out a little laugh before they started sobbing, burying their face in Am’s shirt. “Thank you… thank you for- for everything, for, for always being s-so… so kind, and, and so sure about everything… I’m s-so lucky… so lucky to have an owner like you…”
“Any more doubts?” he asked quietly, petting their hair as they cried.
“C-Can you say it again…?”
“That you’re mine?” El could hear the smile in his voice, and they nodded against his chest, grateful that their face was already red from the crying. “You’re mine. All of you, from head to toe, the entire pet is all mine.” He kissed the top of their head, gently rocking them back and forth as he talked. “And I’m so happy to have such a good pet. The best pet in the world, I’m pretty sure, the very best little human. And I’m lucky enough to have it all to myself. All obedient and devoted. How could I be anything but one hundred percent satisfied and content with this arrangement?”
“You won’t let anyone else t-take me, right? I’m yours? Yours f-forever and ever?”
“Mine forever and ever.”
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@whumpsday @localvoidwhumper
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hoppinkiss · 2 years
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loosely and sleepily holding va.rric while he holds my face and presses soft kisses all over it. telling me he loves me and he'll be here in the morning and I can just relax and drift off because I'm safe, he'll take care of me, it's okay
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eidetic187 · 2 years
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where should your muse be kissed ?
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 palm  .    you give and give. you are a gentle heart, broken but still standing... always lending a hand for those who need it, expecting nothing in return. you deserve someone taking your hand and kissing your open palm, the hands which have selflessly helped so many others..
tagged by: @sacrificesmade​
tagging: you reading this right now
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daily-spooky · 1 month
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spicymochi · 4 days
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semiaquatic secret agent
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psykopaths · 1 month
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Heart Shaped Box ♡
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wedarkacademia · 4 months
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- Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)
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miagoreprincess · 1 month
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Feed me with your cum please
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sighcomics · 3 months
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practise disappearing
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absterstuff · 1 month
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this is the most horrifying thing I’ve ever seen jesus fucking christ
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sweetvanillachocolate · 2 months
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lostbluejayart · 6 months
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✨A gentle lamb bleats in a single call, sweetly, meekly. The wind carries its voice through the fluttering of leaves and over mountain tops, across meadows where baby deer dwell under the shadow of their mothers.
Precious lambs you are, Sweet whispers...✨
[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: Two beautiful dark skinned sisters who are twins are seen looking softly at the viewer, resting in a meadow like area. They are wearing long white dresses. with short puffy sleeves on their shoulders. One sister relaxes her head on her sister's lap while the other supports her sisters head. A little baby lamb also lay beside the twins, one ear up while the other ear is down. The lamb's white wool almost blends into the white dress's the sisters are wearing. In the background,the sky is a soft shade of baby blue, no clouds are visible. And there is a mountain in the background that stretches to both sides of the picture and a few trees at a distance.]
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