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artsploon · 1 year

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los quiero mucho wey ueueue,,,extraño a jaiden

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i love them so much ueueue,,,i miss jaiden

#they’re so silly #sobbing crying throwing up #jaiden come back online #the platonic husband and son are matching oh my god #holds them gently #soz for messy drawing #finals are kicking my ass #qsmp #qsmp fanart #jaiden animations #roier #qsmp roier #roier fanart #qsmp bobby #qsmp eggs #my art

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fazgoo-connoiseur-1987 · 7 months

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actually what is this guy's problem

(for @springlock-suits's DTIYS thingy :))

#soz this is a bit messy ive been strugglin to get stuff done lately #but i had a lot of funn with this #wren when given free reign: this could use some backlighting #eye strain #eye contact #i love drawing his eyes in the mask soooo much <3 #fnaf #william afton #fazgoodles #five nights at freddy's #spring bonnie #purple guy #i know the exact scene you were referencing with the og drawing and i cooouldve used dave for this but billy's 80s fit is just his default #state in my head #but yeh again very funn :)) ive never done a one of these before so i hope it came out oookay :))

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httpiastri · 10 months

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beautiful – op81

genre: sweet sweet smut

pairing: female reader x oscar piastri

warnings: wellll it's smut so..... not much else, it's pretty soft so nothing rlly in need of a warning i think. almost a liiittle praise kink hiding in there but not exactly a warning ahah

requested?: um no not really BUT this ask from when this blog was still new has been on my mind ever since i got it....

author's note: this fic is basically just me calling oscar beautiful a thousand times..... second time ever writing smut and it's just as weird as the first time lmao! but i did enjoy writing it. this is protected sex because !! don't forget to be safe when yall have sex !!! and consent is sexy. hope you enjoy this <3 (and again, it's 5am so yes it was proofread but i probably missed something... soz)

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oscar is always beautiful.

when he stood on the podium yesterday, for the first time in his formula one career, he was gorgeous. when he came down to hug his family, you included, the smile on his lips was irresistible. and when he danced with you in some random club, his features reminded you of the ones of a god.

he had been teasing you all night. the fleeting touches and quick kisses he gave you held a promise; you would be back in your hotel room soon, just you and him, and he would take good care of you.

you had helped each other get undressed, drunken giggles shared between you as it had taken him a few moments to figure out the zipper of your dress. but the exact moment his head had hit the pillows, he had been out like a light. you swore you had only turned away for a second to take off your earrings, but when you had looked back at him, he had already been snoring.

even then, he was beautiful. but the maybe one moment you enjoy watching him the most is times like these. when the rays of the soft morning sun light up his features, his face basking in the rays. his chest rises and sinks in a steady rhythm, mouth barely open as he takes his sleepy breaths. with his messy, long fringe spread over his forehead, strands of hair tickling his round cheeks.

when he looks so pure, innocent, untouched, like he’s never had a worry in his entire life. so far away in dreamland, this world long forgotten.

but he loves coming back to this world. dreaming is nice, but when he opens his eyes and they land on the beautiful angel next to him, he feels like he has stepped into yet another dream.

his arms are draped around your waist, keeping you close as one of your hands land on his cheek. you smile when his eyes flutter closed again. “morning,” you hum, letting your thumb stroke across his skin. your finger follows his birth marks, the ones you could draw out blindfolded, the ones you know like the constellations you memorized in fifth grade.

oscar is always beautiful, but like this, he's perfect.

he doesn't answer, instead opting to trail one of his hands along the side of your body. the hand finds the hem of your thin shirt and dips inside it, letting the tips of his fingers swipe up and down your skin, against the sensitive area right below your chest, further down to your hips. he notices now that you aren't wearing any underwear, and the realization brings a grin to his lips.

he leans forward to press a kiss to your cheek as he drags his thumb along the inside of your thigh. his mouth moves down to your neck, trailing pecks and licks and bites on it's journey across your body. no piece of skin remains untouched or unkissed; oscar would kiss every inch of your soul if he could.

his head ducks under the blanket to reach your stomach, his hand coming up to push your hip softly. you take the hint and lie down fully on your back, a low sigh leaving your lips as he climbs on top of you. he's still hiding under the blanket so you're surprised when his lips meet the front of your thigh, your legs squeezing together in reaction. his voice is raspy when it leaves his throat, vocal cords still cold after a long night's sleep. "i want to taste you. open up, please."

your legs fall open easily; you're always open to letting oscar do what he wants. a jolt of electricity shoots through your body as he presses his lips to your clit. one of your hands come down to rake through his hair as his tongue drags along your folds and you feel way too sensitive already. his name falls from your lips when he starts sucking on your clit, but it's the feeling of his fingers entering you that takes over your mind completely. you can't think of anything other than how his digits are pumping you, how his tongue works wonders against you, and how you're so close already.

your hand in his hair tightens when you reach your high, your legs shaking and your heart hammering in your chest. he lets you try to catch your breath for a few moments, but then he pulls the covers down his body, appearing from below them as if in a round of peek-a-boo. even as you're breathless, coming down from an orgasm after being eaten out, you somehow have the energy to laugh at your lover. he's so dorky, so darling,

so beautiful.

even when his hair is a mess, even when he's newly awake, even with traces of you on his lips.

the hand leaves his hair, coming down to cup his cheek and pull him up towards your face. he hovers above you, bringing his fingers up to let his tongue clean them from your juices. you usher him down to you, desperate to let your lips meet his for the first time in so many hours. when his lips finally lock with yours, a pleasured sound escapes your mouth. you don't even mind the taste of yourself on his lips, because the taste of him takes over, flooding your senses.

it's hungry, but not at all rushed; it's sensual in a way that only mornings with him can be.

oscar doesn't break the kiss when his hand rummages over the bedside table, desperately searching for something. he lets out a frustrated groan when he has to pull away because he can't find it, and you giggle at the sound. in just a moment, he has leaned back down to capture your lips again, this time with a condom in his hand. he wants, needs, to be connected to you constantly, so his lips are still attached to yours as he pulls off the wrapper and rolls the condom down his length. he positions himself by your entrance and unwillingly pulls away. "are you okay with this?" he asks, letting one hand hold your waist as the other smooths down your arm. when it reaches your hand, he takes it in his, intertwining his fingers with yours.

you nod, giving his hand a squeeze. "it's more than okay."

he pushes into you and your eyes roll back as your hand squeezes his again, this time involuntarily. he fills you up to the brim, a perfect fit; the stretch is just right, not too much and not too little. he gives you some time to get used to it before he starts to move, the strength in his thrusts rising bit for bit. a moan escapes your mouth when he hits one specific spot and he grins, leaning down to press his lips right below your ear. "my sweet girl," he whispers, tracing his kisses down the side of your neck.

his thumb strokes against the back of your hand as his other hand moves down between your legs. two of his fingers come to rub your clit as he continues pushing into you. "oscar..." you sigh, instantly becoming overwhelmed with the sensations. "it's... god, it's too much..."

he slows his actions, though he doesn't entirely stop, as he speaks up. "i know you can take it." he pulls his head away from your neck to look at you, and-

oscar thinks you look so beautiful.

with your hair splayed over your pillow, with your flushed cheeks, with your rosy lips slightly parted and gasping for air as you chase your high. he can't think of anything more perfect than you, and sharing this moment with you is a true blessing to him.

your breath grows heavier as you get closer, and you hang your free arm around his neck, helping him kiss you yet again. he swallows your sweet sounds that become more frequent as you approach your climax, picking up the speed of his fingers again. "that's my girl," he mumbles against your lips. "taking me so well... you're so good."

your sweet noises fill the room as you both come undone together, bodies vibrating against each other's as he rides out your highs. he collapses right next to you, one hand still holding onto your hand as the other drags you into his side. you both take a few moments to breathe, before oscar pushes a few strands of hair away behind your ear. he can't help but smile again. "you're beautiful."

"so are you."

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ps2abbachio · 10 months

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first attempt at drawing don-bot -u- gah zayum he is challenging to draw but i want to draw him more so im brute forcing myself to enjoy drawing him lololol

soz theyre messy doodles

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt donatello #tmnt donnie #donbot #tmnt donbot #jonatello #caseytello #robot characters are everythingggggggggg #yall want me to draw him doin smthn jus ask loll

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mushyfart · 1 month

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help I accidentally drank spoiled milk ahain

soz for all the messy doodleleedees Im motivated to draw everything and anything except if it includes rendering and anything more than a sketch

#Is that how you use soz #does it mean sorry #also this isn't a vent #herbert west #dan cain #danbert #guys i love them #bride of reanimator #reanimator fanart #reanimator #im going to put them in one of those gacha reaction rooms and make them react to the worst parts of their life #in a good way #also if I post something bewildering again #that is not me probably #ots the milk

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qtipcottonbuds · 2 years

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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 '𝗢𝟳 ; 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢 + 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗢 [GAGBALL + HUMILIATION]

this is very inspired by thanksgiving. and i’ve decided to make it into this. EUUUUUUUUGHGHGHGHGHGHHG. updatee idk what this is soz, got a bit lost whilst writing it xoxo this is a cliffhanger because my brain just ???? id dpmt eem know bro.

warnings ;; pet play, use of gagballs, use of bondage, mentions of the celebration of thanksgiving, humilation kink, degradation sort of, threesome, mentions of object insertion, belly play ish ish ish, mentions of belly kinks, may touch upon themes of fisting (which you should skip this fic if you aren’t comfortable with it), mild language, referral to the reader as ‘pet/puppy’, sort of facials ???

by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.

𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢 + 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗢 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥;

A silicone gag, shaped in that of a ripened apple, remains situated in your mouth, parting your lips ever so slightly; the polyester double-straps secured firmly around the back of your head, overlapping in the form of a X. Although it was seemingly bought with the intent of some comfortability, some means of grounding yourself, it was anything but - it was awkward. Gojo could tell. Every so often, the build up of saliva, pooling around the back of your mouth, gathering across your teeth would collect together, seeping out and dribbling down the sides of your chin.

Sloppy was an understatement. But, sloppy looked good on you.

A messy puppy.

They’d repositioned your knees apart. Ankles in the air, held up by linen ropes, your knees were pressed up just short of your chest, but wide enough to leave your sex bare - occasionally twitching from the cool draft ruminating in the room, tickling against it. The material of the ropes, interlaced and interlocked across your forearms also, dug into your skin, chafing; with your hands settled on your kneecaps, holding them wide with additional support, as you lay on your back on the dining table, a soft cloth left underneath you.

The process, both beginning and towards the end, somewhat complicated - was almost painstakingly, taking longer than expected, with Gojo opting to at times, dig the heel of his palm into the tip of his cockhead, easing the strain. Leaking like a faucet, steadily, soaking his boxers. Not that he was shy about it either - Getou himself was in a similar position. Grunting each time his crotch brushed up against your skin, eager for some sort of friction, but instead, continued restraining you.

Discipline was more of his strong suit, anyway.

Peppering you in soft kisses across your face, tonguing away any stray tears, Gojo fights the urge to coo. A taunt? Possibly. A biting one at that. You looked so pathetic. Really, it was endearing. Albeit muffled, you whine into the gag from the sensation, his tongue swiping across your skin, almost playfully.

It was more than clear that you were overwhelmed - too many sensations occurring all at once. Getou was obviously drawing out the process, his fingering meticulous in nature, methodical. He’d substituted his fingers just recently, replacing them with the objects he’d slid inside of you prior. Ranging from that of anal beads and vibrating eggs of varying sizes. Gojo had to give it to him, he was more than prepared for a punishment.

Getou’s fingers are long, dainty, almost too pretty for such a dirty, filthy act. The first finger slips inside of you with relative ease, stretching you out once again, testing the resistance. Looking almost bored with the action.

“I would like you, to count for me, pet. One?”

It’s phrased like a demand, rather than a question.

You eyes meet with Gojo’s own temporarily, possibly in reassurance, he wasn’t too sure, but he nods down at you. A confirmation.

You comply, and it comes out more as a gurgle - a surge of saliva seeping out in the process. Intelligible, Gojo can barely catch onto the oddly sounding phonetic of ‘f’, escaping as that of a ‘ph’ instead. But, it was good enough for him, and partially for Getou himself, eyeing you sceptically.

Getou’s index finger trails around the abused rim, no doubt swollen from the force prior from the use of sex toys, and resisting against any further intrusions of random objects. It slides with a likeness to the first. Easy. Getou is eyeing you once again, waiting for any verbal (if you could call it that) protests at the sensation, alongside waiting for the telltale confirmation of the next number in line.

A weak warble of ‘two’ is just about managed.

Nodding, Getou smiles, almost maliciously - each of the fingers curling and hooking at irregular rhythms. Out of touch, out of sync. You can just about barely see the rotation of his wrist, most likely rotating for more comfortability - yet, you can certainly feel it from the change in texture, the padding of his inner palms, leaving you wriggling.

Gojo takes this opportunity to lean down, one hand still languidly thumbing up against his glans, coaxing out more pre-cum.

“I need you to behave, pup, yeah? You were doing so good, so well. I need you to be obedient for us; you can do that, can’t you?”

The reply is immediate - a conditioned response. You whine willingly, nodding your head with as much freedom as your restraints allowed. So willing, pliant in their hands.

With each addition of Getou’s fingers, it’s evident that he’s moved onto the final addition - his thumb - with how you freeze up, nervous. His knuckles brush up alongside your rim, curled up into a fist (near to that of the size of a grapefruit), and pushing against the muscle.

Reassuringly (if you could call it that), Gojo leans down, his lips nudging against your ear lobe, “How many do you think we’re at now, pup?”

It comes out with something vaguely similar to that of the word, five.

“Good. Good puppy!”

Gojo’s smile is jovial in nature, his tone mocking.

A direct contrast to how close he is, and instead, decides to slap the head of his cockhead across your cheek, pushing it down, and smearing your cheeks and forehead in streaks of pre-cum. Clear and syrupy.

It’s mean, sadistic, for someone needing comfort; marking his seed across your face, latching onto the edges of your eyelashes. Yet, it’s something to ground yourself with at least, something to focus on instead of the growing burning sensation at your rim. Something larger, bigger, pushing and pushing and pushing.

Plugging you up.

Experimentally, Getou rotates his wrist for a final time, knuckles scraping across your insides, gummy and bumpy.

“So greedy. Taking me wholly. A greedy, dumb pup,” Getou eases his fist further, experimentally with rocking motions, increasing in pace, “So desperate to be filled with something. Anything. Would you take any cock if it was offered to you, pet, just like that?”

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elliebean714 · 1 year

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Oh sweet then do you mind if I request a Nathan Prescott x male reader? Where the male reader is taller and has deep blue hair :>

Yeah totally. I'm gonna assume you ment from lis s1 not bts. I went with general headcanons. They're just easier when I'm not giving tonnes of detail in a request soz♡ Tiny TW for internalised homophobia/general homophobia

Nathan Prescott x M!Reader General Headcanons

Fluff, Small Bit Of Angst

Pre-Game

Okay closeted king over here

I think he'd really like to be open about his love for you with his friends but seeing as they're all rich and privileged, he worries they may see him as something gross and abandon him

The only reason he still friends with people like that is solely for the status, he feels like he has to

I think Victoria is canonically his only real friend so yh

He would definitely struggle with internalised homophobia due to the environments he's grown up in and the people he's surrounded himself with

It would take a very long time for him to come to terms witg

Alrighty onto him as a lover💖

I feel like gift giving and quality time would be his love languages

So obviously because of his family's extensive wealth he'd have no issues with showering you in gifts

Literally whatever you want. Don't even ask he's already bought it for you.

Doesn't need a reason to spoil you he'll just do it to see your lil smile🥺

Also due to his wealth he'd be able to take you wherever you want

Money is no issue when spending time with you is the reward

Okay so I don't think he'd be a huge fan of touching sos

Maybe some times in private he'll let you hold his hand or kiss his cheek

If you're lucky, he'll hug you but not offen so treasure it

He'd hate PDA tho

Not just because of ☆secret gay☆ but in general he doesn't like people touching him.

So maybe be greatful that you can touch him, as minimal as it may be

Probably has no hight preferences

He sees pros of all hights

Taller bfs can hold

Smaller bfs can be hold

Same hight bfs can kiss conveniently

But taller means he has to GET ON HIS TIPPY TOES TO GIVE YOU A SMOOCH

Sorry someone draw that tho cus that's so cute

Doesn't really have much to say on your hair other than

Blue pretty, you pretty.

He likes when the light hits your hair and it makes your head look like a star shower

When he touches it its like he's running his hand through he sky

Or messy morning hair

He'd like to comb through it and make it all soft and perfect for you

Overall 9/10 boyf, eat the rich.

What I Write~

Games

TWD

~Elliebean714

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#Nathan Prescott #nathan prescott x reader #lis x reader #life is strange x reader #they gay lol

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dreamieaurora · 4 months

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id love to see you draw ancom!!! AND/OR ur self insert x ur fave…..

YESHRRHH here is sum ancom doodles i never posted, some r RLY old and theres also a wip i jus never finished ... and then a doodle of my s/i, utopian socialism thinkin about sum of my favs :33 and also theres a couple doodles of my s/i and ancom when my s/i was an ansyn, but i decided to go with utopian socialism in the end (just like they were a couple years ago) cus i think thats more fun :3

soz this is kind of messy im using this request thing i did to kina dump sum of my older + newer art i never posted 🏃

#centricide #jreg #ancom #centricide ancom #ancom jreg #centricide fanart #jreg fanart #s/i x f/o #s/i x canon #self insert x canon #self insert #s/i #oc x canon #f/o #centricide oc #utopian socialism #my art #doodles #request

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gayblogname · 2 years

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I added a page for like,,friendship metres? I think once the metre gets filled I’ll use a kind of stardew valley system!! Also I don’t always use the paying raindrops to do fun things. Only when I really gotta do something and I decide I want to procrastinate haha. It doesn’t always work but it has helped!!

When I have some free time I wanna draw my character and stick it in the book too.

I also wanna say like,, it’s not perfect. It’s not neat or pretty or aesthetic. There’s only bleeding through pages smudged pen messy drawings and badly planned and badly spaced writing. But I decided I don’t want to worry about it because the goal is to motivate myself and get through another day happily. It’s a way of escapism while still doing the things I’m meant to do. It’s kind of like a messy little bullet journal in my own style, but bujos never worked for me in the usual way they’re seen. I’m also sharing it here on the off chance someone sees it and gets inspired too. I’m not gonna promote my blog or share it to get attention or anything though. I’m doing this for myself mostly.

I was actually inspired to do this by a video I saw of someone showing their DnD notebook. I genuinely know nothing about DnD but the customisation part felt so fun so I wanted to do something similar.

Soz for the big blocks of text I just wanted to make things a bit more clear!!

#motivation #study #game

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ask-kinders-teenau · 3 years

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Sooo... has anyone had any attempts to kill anyone? (Ted might want to kill Felix?)

((Yes, of course. But as we know, it’s Kid’s job to make sure it doesn’t come to that. Or, if it does, it’s again up to Kid to put everything back how it’s supposed to be.))

#can I get an f in the chat for Felix who had literally no screen time #can I get an f for Ted too?#and a f for Kid’s mental state #just a bunch of f’s in the chat pls #also soz this comic is a little messy- I was being very mixed media w this new sketchbook #my art #kindergarten fanart #kindergarten 2 ted #kindergarten 2 felix #kindergarten protagonist #comic #tw suicide #tw death #oh! that panel with them looking in the hole is based off a drawing from isledari on Instagram btw!!

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nanight-nat · 5 years

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oooooOOOOoooooh~

#breath of the wild #breath of the wild 2 #legend of zelda #zelda #link #botw 2 #e3 #e3 2019 #so im losing my shit #and my money #soz if it looks abit messy but i was drawing this at the speed of light at midnight #f #doodle draws #im seeing all these badass drawings with zelda kicking ass while im here goofing with hair #floof #its going to be a good time #and pls let zelda be playable i pray

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scrawlingskribbles · 5 years

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Rad saves Raymond from something, and villain gives him a nice kiss as reward and affectionately calls him his hero.

I imagine the first time it goes Something Like This~? x’3c Takes Rad a few times to get used to it fhghksjdhgsdg

#soz it's messy but ty Nonners I had fun doing this instead of any of my other projects I have rn fghskhdjg x'3 #always love a good excuse to draw These Dorks~#& this ended up taking Way Longer than I wanted it to x'DDDD #Radmond #OK KO #Askies #Anon #skribbles #shut up McKinley

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logie-bear537 · 5 years

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i have a lot of feelings about this latest episode 🏳️‍🌈

#murdoch mysteries #murdoch mysteries spoilers #murdoch mysteries season 13 #mm spoilers #mm season 13 #murdoch mysteries series 13 #he's gay!!!!!!!!#it finally happened #genuinely cried a bit #i was so happy #3 years ive been saying he's gay #*insert holt vindication gif here*#i already ship him with jack 🤷‍♂️ soz about it #what a night #i can go to sleep happy :D #it's 4am these are messy but i can't articulate thoughts let alone drawings lol #detective watts #llewelyn watts #llewellyn watts

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nelfs · 5 years

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fluttershy & discord drawing from last night... i lined it too but I can’t remember if it turned out well

#wip #so messy soz discord’s face is a weird shape #madz draws

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moneymasnn · 3 years

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10 Things I love about you|Mason mount

(Not my gif: full credits go to @mountsmason for the beautiful gif)

This hasn’t been proof read yet soz🙅‍♀️

Blurb: mason gives you a very special 23rd birthday, fluffyyyyyy :)

You had a lovely 23rd birthday, you and mason had gone out for a early meal and when you came home you was surprised by mason with a small party and all your friends and family.

Considering yours and masons family was there and children were there, mason had told your friends to behave themselves. Especially aimed at Ben and your sister, (who have no self control when it comes to alcohol.)

It had gotten to about half one and most of your family had gone to sleep in the spare rooms and it was just you, mason, your brother and sister: Charlotte and jack, masons brother and sister: jaz and Lewis and a few friends such as ben, Declan and Lauren and you were all still drinking in your front from. Talking about everything and nothing, you spoke about childhood holidays with Declan and who would be the first to have kids, and the typical question “mason when are you going to propose” a question that seems to pop up a lot now that the two of you are getting older, and because you have been together 7 years. Mason just replying with a simple ‘mhm’ “I will, at some point” he’s cute remarks to the future always make your stomach flutter. Until he follows it up with something like “still haven’t decided if I could put up with her for the rest of my life though” just to make sure Declan doesn’t call him a simp, then resulting in you hitting him with the cushion beside you.

After a while you decided to call it a night, everyone getting into the guest bedrooms, Ben passed out on the sofa, and you and mason going up to your room and getting into bed. Just after being sick from all the alcohol, mason holding your hair back and rubbing your back, all while trying to suppress his laughs at the fact you can’t handle your alcohol.

You then stand in the mirror brushing your teeth with mason, his hand around your waist as he smiles a toothy grin at you through the mirror. Then taking off your sick stained dress before cozying up in bed, quickly placing a small gentle kiss on masons lips to say thank you for a wonderful day.

"wait I have one more thing for your birthday," he says leaning over to the bedside table. Sitting up on the bed cross legged like a child.

"mase, as much as I love birthday sex, I just sicked my guts up and now my head hurts, and I kinda just want to sleep babe-" you huff.

Mason chuckles slights, "no, just wait" putting his hand up in your face.

He rushes through his draw and pulls out two envelopes,

"im kind happy your drunk for this, but when your sober you only get bullying privileges for 20min" he awkwardly laughed, scratching his neck.

"what is it?” you question staring at the 2 envelopes.

“Just open this one first” he says, handing you the thin envelope.

You rip open the envalope to an average birthday card, you shoot mason an odd look before continuing to open it up. Both pages of the card filled with masons messy handwriting in black ink, handwriting that hasn’t changed since he was about 13 years old.

10 things I love about you.

1. Thank you for always coming to my games it makes me play better when I know your sitting up in the stands with my name on your back. Thank you for being my #1 fan xxxx (but I do think you need to stop with the blue face paint it’s getting a little bit embarrassing)

2. I love that you smile at baby's on airplanes and on trains and try make them laugh instead of complaining when they cry.

3. And that you stop to stroke every dog that you see at the park (although it find it kinda annoying sometimes)

4. That you refuse to step on 3 or more drains because its bad luck.

5. When you wear my jumpers and they smell of you (a good smell I promise)

6. That pinky promises mean everything to you and you will NEVER break them.

7. You instantly cry when anything is mentioned about animals being hurt. I suppose it shows you have a heart! Joking x

8. I love how good you are with kids especially summer and that you look after her and love her like she's your own it makes me excited for when we have kids one day and how good of a mum your going to be.

9. I love when you sit and play with my hair for hours and when you plait it. And remember that time in lockdown when it grew really long and you did that sick plait! I can’t remember what it was called French something? Anyway…

10. Last but not least! I love that you understand that I’m busy with my career and that sometimes I’m to tired for date nights and your okay with just sitting in our pjs re-watching game of thrones with a chines take away!

“Mase” your heart was pounding, tears welling in your eyes, this was the cutest thing he had ever done.

“This is the most thoughtful thing you’ve ever done” you choke out, wrapping your arms around his shoulders starting to cry.

“You don’t think it was, you know cringey or anything?” He giggles in your hair, kissing you head.

You pull back, arms still wrapped around his shoulders, shacking your head and kiss his lips passionately.

“I think it’s the cutest thing ever, I love you so much” you say, re reading some of the card in your hand.

“Open the second one” he points to the second card on the bed.

“It’s not going to be 10 things you hate about me is it? Because I know I can be messy sometimes and I chew loudly-“

“Shut up and open the card” mason giggles as he waves the card in your face.

You snach it out of his hands ripping it up, when you manage to get it out you open it up to two tickets for a weekend in France, Paris, and you felt tears welling up again.

“Mason what the hell” you choke out with a smile.

“Well, you mentioned in the car the other day how you’ve never been, so I thought id take you.” He’s smiling at you, his hair all messy and in his face, and in that moment you realise how in love with him you really are.

“I love you so much” you say planting another small kiss on his nose, his hands on your waist as you lean on him, pulling away you bite your lip and look into his chocolate brown eyes, “still no birthday sex” you giggle as you pull away.

You turn the light off and curl up to him in bed, he wrapped his arm around you, his head resting in your neck.

“Happy birthday beautiful, love you too” he whispers into your hair.

You smile knowing your the luckiest girl ever.

#mason mount #mason mount fic #fluff #fluffy

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pastelracha · 3 years

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Welcome Home

☾ Title : Welcome Home

☾ Pairing: Lee Felix x fem!reader

☾ Genre: fluff, established relationship, making out

☾ Prompt: request : Can I request Felix soft make out with his girlfriend after coming back from tour because he missed her a lot.

☾ A/N: I have a lot of request for Felix, so here the newest one, it’s kind of short sorry about that and the title is kinda lame but I didn’t have inspiration soz.. hope you like it .. don’t forget to give me your feed back guys xox

☾ Word Count: 0.456K

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Yongbok didn’t know how he lived without for 2 months, on the other side of the earth, only FaceTime calls and texts and no skin ship, expect with his members, but cuddling Chan or Changbin was definitely not the same !

But now he was holding you real close, his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder looking at the delivering app on your phone. “Chicken or pizza ?’’ You asked not able to make a choice for yourself.

“What if I said you ?’’

You chuckled at his words, you looked really beautiful tonight, your nails were painted in this deep shade of red, cute eyeliner and some lip tint. Wearing a black jeans and a SKZ shirt from one of their last Seoul concert.

Felix really find you attractive right now, before his eyes. And your new hair color driving him crazy, he was a really simple man, being head over heels for every new things you did.

His hand find home on you cheek, one of his fingers caressing your skin as he closed the space between you two, only to crash his lips between yours. The kiss was soft and slow, showing how much he missed you during all the time far from you.

You didn’t dare to move at first, thinking your mind was playing tricks on you. He was giving your lips small pecks, before directly diving in, his tongue brushed on your lower lip, asking for your permission to continue.

His hand finally moved from your cheek to under your ear only his thumb left on your face, as the other one was on your hip bone.

The kiss getting messier and hungrier seconds by seconds, showing how you missed each other, your hands find their place on his abs right under his shirt, running on his skin and giving him goosebumps, which made him laugh suddenly in the kiss.

“Damn, i missed you so much’’ he said on your mouth

Your lips were tracing his jawline, and your hands running higher under the cotton of his shirt, he sighed in pleasure, his eyes close and his head thrown back to give you more access to the skin on his throat.

His finger holding your chin to start kissing you again, you gave his neck enough attention his lips needed you now.

He was addicted to you, your taste and your mouth on his. His kiss started getting harsher and really messy, but he couldn’t stop himself you were addicting.

Your hands running in his hair, your tongues fighting each other for dominance, you ended up sitting on the kitchen counter, his hands on your thighs drawing patterns on the material of your jeans, while making out with you.

“Welcome home ‘Lix‘‘

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