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cameronspecial · 1 month

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One for the Angel series

Maybe she has an eating disorder or don't like eating because she doesn't want to gain weight. Rafe finds out and low key gets mad at her for not eating for like hours and he's like "What's wrong with you, you need to eat something......" then becomes soft when she explains to him

Thanks love 🦋🤍

Let Me Feed You, Angel

Pairing: Frat!Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: Not eating for a whole day (not bc of an eating disorder but because she was busy)

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.7K

A/N: I altered it a little bit because Angel doesn’t have an ED. I feel she is much more likely not to eat because of school. I hope that is okay!

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Ever since they started dating, it has been rare for Rafe to not see Y/N all day. He normally meets up with her at lunch so they can eat together; however, her group meeting during her lunch period impedes their routine. His plans to see her after his afternoon class are foiled by Wheezie calling in a panic because she had gotten into a fight with their dad. It took a good hour to talk to calm her down and then he texted Y/N about going over to her dorm. She finally responds to his text around nine o’clock and Rafe can’t contain his excitement, even if it is pretty late. He had dinner earlier in the evening because Kelce ordered something for the whole house and Rafe assumes Y/N has too, so the only thing on his agenda is cuddling her. He knocks on the door, fidgeting with his fingers while he waits for someone to answer the door. A short brunette with light brown highlights, which doesn’t match his girlfriend, stands behind the door. “Hey, she’s at her desk. I’m going out with some friends. See ya later,” Daisy announces, leaving the doorway so he can enter. He steps inside the dorm and locks the door behind him. Like Daisy said, he finds Y/N hunched over textbooks at her desk. It isn’t an unusual setting, but the dark circles under her eyes and her fluttering eyelids are new for Rafe.

Her nap typically helps her hold off her tiredness until eleven. A grumble coming from her stomach causes his eyebrows to form a caterpillar. He has been here for about a minute and she still hasn’t acknowledged her. This worries him. “Have you eaten anything for dinner yet? Why are you so tired?” he stresses, placing a hand on her shoulder for comfort. She jerks awake with her hand on her forehead, “Umm…. what time is it? I still need to get a late lunch?” His brain processes the information. If she hasn’t had lunch, then that means she hasn’t eaten all day. She doesn’t eat breakfast daily and snacks are not in her vocabulary because she prefers to just eat at meals. “Angel, it’s nine-thirty at night. Does this mean you haven’t had anything to eat all day?” he verifies. Her eyes widen as her head turns toward the clock on the wall, “I guess not. You can wait on my bed. I just need to study for another half an hour and then we can cuddle.”

He shakes his head away and begins closing her books for her. “What’s wrong with you, you need to eat something. You are running on fumes. You can’t keep studying,” he argues, turning her chair toward him. “Rafe, I have a test on Friday and I can’t study that much tomorrow, so I have to finish this up,” she complains. Her attempt to reach for the books is halted. He holds her back, “Nope, we need to get some food in you.” “I already told you, I can’t. Please,” she begs. “I’ll be fine. I promise. I do this all the time.” This causes Rafe to loosen his grip on the hardcover book and his gaze to soften. He immediately takes his phone out to order food for her. She tilts her head at his actions. “What are you doing?” She stands to try to see what he is doing. He looks at her over his shoulder, “Ordering you food.” “I told you don’t worry about it. I’ll finish studying, then we can cuddle and I’ll go to sleep once you leave. It’s fine, I have enough energy to make it until then,” she informs him, sitting back on his chair. Not taking no for an answer, he wraps his arms around her waist and picks her up. She struggles against him and is thrown onto her bed. He lets out a sour chuckle, “It’s funny that you think I would let you not eat. It’s not healthy for you. So let me feed you, Angel.” He flops onto the bed beside her, burying his head into her neck. Knowing she can’t get out of this, she relents to his insistence. “Okay, I’ll eat, but I don’t like eating alone,” she whispers, lying her head on his. He looks up at her with relief, “Of course, whatever it takes to make you feel better.”

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia @thelomlisrafecameron @wickedlovely121 @thepatriarchykeychain @drewsmusee @starkowswife @maybankslover @forstarkey @loving-and-dreaming

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pippin-katz · 7 months

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The 5 specific details of Red, White & Royal Blue spicy scenes that make me, a demisexual, feel: 🦋🫣🦋

(not ranked in any order)

I need to write an essay about this because I want to see if I'm not the only ace-spectrum person out there that has this weird- I don't want to say "exception", but that's the only word that comes to mind- when it comes to characters. But that's a topic for another post lmfao

No. 1 - Henry shoving Alex onto the couch:

Could you tell by how I keep bringing it up and using gifs of it in my essays?

Henry being confident suits him, even if we don't get too see it much. I love how Alex's smile drops because of how surprised and shocked he is by the action.

My stomach does a flip whenever I watch this clip lmfao

No. 2 - Alex tilting his head back with these expressions when Henry starts kissing his neck:

Look, I am not immune to an attractive human, being attractive; it's men like Taylor (and Nick) that keep me from being a lesbian lmfao

No. 3 - this:

I don't think I need to say anything; this feels like it should be illegal. The fact that you know when Henry actually starts *clears throat* doing what he's doing, because you can see Alex's eyes roll underneath his eyelids. Like... what the fuck Taylor? Was that really necessary??

No. 4 - Alex pushing against Henry so hard that he ends up lifting him onto the table:

Then he continues to hold his leg and pull him back towards him. It's Alex's only real moment of leading an interaction. He's controlling where they go here; Henry is going/staying where he wants him.

No. 5 - Alex's movements & Henry's facial expressions:

This whole scene was shot/filmed/edited so well. It shows everything without even showing anything. It's also very clearly "making love" rather than "having sex". It's soft and slow, and it's so clear that they truly cherish each other in every way.

All you see is Alex's body rolling, and that's all you need to see. Then you add in Henry's expressions that show how good he feels, but in a genuine-feeling manner.

They didn't need to show anymore than this for the viewer to understand what they're doing. There's no cut to Alex's hips to "show the action" or whatever. Henry's faces aren't unrealistic or pornographic. Neither of them are portraying over-the-top pleasure that feels like it was filmed just for the audience to get their kicks.

It feels genuine, and emotionally intimate as well as physically. It makes my little demisexual heart ache, and butterflies fly around in my stomach lol

Okay that's all! There won't be a part 2 cause there's nothing to put on it, and that's kinda the point of this post lol

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #rwrb movie #rwrb thoughts #alex claremont diaz #taylor zakhar perez #henry hanover stuart fox #nicholas galitzine #firstprince

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mistydeyes · 9 months

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hi :) congrats on the 1k!!

can you do morning sun with price? Our old man needs more attencion were!!

Imagine his dick in the morning inside you, where it's been warming up all night and Price can't resist the urge to make the reader his again 😳🤭

-🌺🦋

ooooh thank your for this lovely little image @qilinxingg ;) price is definitely a morning sex after a late night session kinda guy

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration! - closed now! thank you all for your submissions

prompt: morning sun (18+) - you have nowhere to go and decide to spend it in bed ;)

pairing: John Price x fem!reader

warnings: SEXUAL DEPICTIONS AND SEX POLLEN (literally my new favorite term for cum), swearing

a/n: sidetone but wouldn't we all like to think that price has a praise kink for his favorite girl ;)

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When John was home on leave, he acted as if he was deprived of sex. After the pleasantries and a good meal, he would always make sure to remind you of his assets. Whether it was in the kitchen, on the porch, or in the shower, he made sure to pound you in submission. Despite acting like a horny teenager, you couldn't help but love his possessive nature and the countless hickeys he left as his mark.

His favorite thing to do was wake you up with a morning session after a long night. As he held your waist tightly and rubbed reassuring circles into your skin, he would ask for consent. "Wake you up in the morning?" he would always ask before kissing you. You nodded as you knew of his desire to wake you up with a surprise. As you opened your eyes to reveal the bright morning sun, you felt a wave of pleasure flood of your body.

"Morning, sweetheart," John said as he kissed your shoulder. Your legs felt weak as he held onto your waist. He grunted as he pumped into you slowly, taking long strides that made your toes curl. "Fuck," you breathed out slightly as his hands explored your chest. He spooned you and continued, building up a steady pace as the bed creaked in response. "Good girl," he reassured in a low hum and you gripped the sheets tighter at his compliments. He loved whispering in your ear and seeing how you unraveled. You could hear him groan as he held you tighter and kept angling himself at your G-spot. His hands traveled to your jaw and caressed it before he put his fingers into your mouth. "Just like that," he reassured as you moaned against his calloused fingers. He held them in your mouth as your saliva began dripping down and your stomach began to tighten.

At the clenching of your walls around him, John began to fuck you as if it was the last thing he would do. You moaned a string of swears into his palm as he held your breasts with his other hand. You could feel his strokes become more erratic and he breathed heavily into your hair. "Fuck, you're always so good to me," he whispered as the room became filled with your muffled moans and the sound of wet skin. You couldn't help but tear your hands into the bed sheets as you crumbled beneath him. Moments later, you could feel yourself fill with his seed as it warmed your insides. He slipped out of you as you both regained your breaths. You flipped over to see his reddened face and he brushed a finger over your wet lips. "Always such a good girl," he complimented and you couldn't help but climb on top of him for another round.

#task force 141 x reader #task force 141 #cod x reader #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwii #modern warfare 2 #call of duty #mw2 imagine #madebyizzie #john price x reader #price x reader #captain john price #price imagine #mw2 #izzie is writing #izzie celebrates 1k

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charliemwrites · 5 months

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Currently thinking about Simon waking up in the middle of the night because Feral seemingly is having a wet dream and is humping him in her sleep. Whatever happens next is up to you, oh mega-brained one!

~🦋

Oh, 🦋, that’s such a good idea oh my goooood.

She’s climbed into bed with again, fell asleep wrapped around the closest arm and leg, face tucked against his shoulder. They fall asleep peacefully - totally normal night.

Simon wakes up late in the night to wiggling and groaning. For a second he’s worried she’s having a nightmare, shifts to gently wake her up. Except moving grinds his thigh between her legs and she moans softly, pressing closer, hips twitching.

He freezes, processing what’s actually happening. But that just makes her more frantic, whimpering softly in his ear as he tries to rock her hips against his thigh, panting softly.

And oh he’d be so conflicted. Because he’s not doing anything or initiating, and she’s trying to get off on his thigh in her sleep but also she’s asleep and he’s always so careful about giving her control of their sex life.

She starts whining, sounding frustrated and desperate. So wet that she’s soaked through her underwear.

He finally wakes her up, the hardest he thinks he’s ever been in his life.

“Mm, si?” She mumbles, half asleep.

“Having a good dream?”

She moans softly, rocks purposefully against him this time. “Mhmm.”

He squeezes her hip, gives her a better angle to press against. She makes a pleased noise in the back of her throat, one of those soft ones that make him want to give her the whole world.

“Help?” She murmurs. Oh, thank fuck.

“How can I help, pretty girl?”

“Fuck me?” she brushes her knee against his cock. “Please, want you to fuck me to sleep.”

It takes all his restraint to move slowly, roll her onto her stomach and ease her underwear down. She sighs, wiggles in a ridiculously cute attempt to help. Folds her arms under her head, perfectly content as he settles himself over her.

“‘S good, si,” she sighs as he sinks into her achingly slow.

“Just drift, pretty. I’ll take care of everything.”

“Course you do…”

#asks #thoughts™️#cod #keeper/kept au #my writing #fanfiction #keeper ghost #kept pet ghost #🦋 anon

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alhaithamsproperty · 1 year

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So. I didn't want him but then I got him and long story short I love him so much??? That was unexpected 🧍🏻

PLEASE I BEG FOR MORE GEPARD X READER CONTENT I CANT TAKE THIS

He's so submissive

He definitely whimpers a lot

Gets shy but would do anything the second you ask for it

Im gripping my thighs rn

Calling him Geppy and he absolutely hates it but lowkey it makes his stomach all ✨🦋 (will never admit to it)

Absolutely hums to himself when he thinks you're sleeping (you're listening the whole time and tease him about it in the morning)

SNEAKING OFF ON HIS NIGHT PATROLS TO MAKE OUT

He lowkey feels guilty about it but will follow you every single time and leave you (and himself) a trembling shaking whimpery mess with swollen lips and watery eyes

Feel free to use him however you want‼️, he'll let you (riding his face and thighs all the time)

Ya'll grow plants and flowers together (little nerds🙄🌸🌼🪴), he admits he's not very good at it, while you're an expert and he loves learning from you

You feel so safe with him🥰 (guards captain yk yk)

He's tall so he leans over you with one arm resting above your head >>>>>>>>

Really good friends with Serval (she gives her little dummy bro advice, mainly in the beginning… he's clueless)

I love men that act all tough and big on the outside (AND battlefield) but then go soft and red when they see you or feel your touch and suddenly they don't know how to talk i-🦋

Yk what screw it i'll do it myself SEND REQUESTS 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️‼️

(This was meant to be a post that just said I love him but then the headcanons started to ✨flow in✨ so here ya’ll go)

#gepard x reader #gepard #gepard landau #gepard landau x reader #gepard smut #gepard landau smut #hsr #hsr smut #hsr headcanons #hsr x reader #gepard x yn #sampo #dan heng #honkai star rail #star rail #hsr gepard #gepard hsr #serval #serval landau

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greg-montgomery · 11 months

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FAY PLEASE

date night + ^^ when they kiss you, hard, gripping, shaking breaths, fists in each other's clothes, against a wall, but they stop. and smirk, "you want that, love? i want cuddles though." and their grin is too wide, stupid and cocky and beautiful. ^^ with hotch (please he'd be so teasing about you wanting so badly to *ahem* get intimate after a date 🦋🦋🦋)

prompt by @urfriendlywriter

cocky aaron >>>

18+ - minors dni

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

If Aaron Hotchner was one thing, that was a gentleman.

Picking you up with his car, buying you flowers, pulling your chair out at restaurants, opening doors for you, and paying for your dates…he did everything perfectly. And after pinning after him for years, dating him turned out better than you had ever dreamed of.

But Aaron being a gentleman had its downside too, and that was the fact that after three dates the most physical you had gotten together was making out in his car. You loved taking things slow, but you had been wanting Aaron since the moment you had met. Your body had waited long enough.

And who could blame you when Aaron had you pinned against the door of your house? His arms around your waist, pulling you against him as his lips moved on yours made you moan into his mouth. Your own hands moved from his hair to his chest, as you gripped on the fabric of his shirt desperate to feel him even closer to you.

“Aaron…” you whined, and his big hands slipped under your shirt, finding the soft skin of your back. “I don’t wanna say good night. I want you to stay.” You didn’t bother pulling away in order to talk to him, your words interrupted by soft kisses.

“Right here?” he chuckled.

“Well, not right here,” you answered, and suddenly self-conscious of your need of him, you let your head fall on his chest so you could hide as you spoke.

“You could come inside,” you mumbled against his shirt.

His fingers found your chin, and he grabbed it softly, forcing you to look at him. The butterflies in your stomach multiplied as his nose brushed against yours. “Sweetheart,” he said, smirking, “I’m trying to be a gentleman.”

“Then do what your date wants and accept the invitation,” you argued, your tone making you sound desperate.

“Mmm…and what are we going to do in there?” Aaron teased you. His cocky grin made you equally want to smack him and kiss him till you passed out.

“Stuff,” you said, lowering your gaze.

“Stuff like cuddles?” he asked, raising his brow. “Because I really want cuddles.”

“We can do that after.”

He laughed, surprised by your answer, and you hit his chest playfully. “Aaron! Stop torturing me.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry at all. “I just can’t help but think of the wet little spot that’s probably growing on your panties as you beg me to come in.”

You hated that he was right, and the worst part was that said spot grew even larger by his words.

Maybe feeling bad from making you so flustered, he moved his head to leave a sweet kiss on you cheek, as he said “Okay. Let me make it up to you then. Let’s go in so I can take care of my girl, hm?”

You could only nod, grabbing his hand with the one that wasn’t frantically searching for your keys.

#aaron hotchner x reader #hotch x reader #aaron hotchner #hotch #hotch 🪐#ask #nsfw.

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neteyamyawne · 7 months

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🦋 — HandJob

✧ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ!ᴀᴏ'ɴᴜɴɢ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ɴᴀ'ᴠɪ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

✧ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : ᴀ ʜᴏᴛ ᴅᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛꜱɪᴅᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴏ'ɴᴜɴɢ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ?

MDNI

❈ Warning : public sex, handjob (m receiving), risky sex, teasing, edging, cum play (licking/swallowing)

❈ Word Count : 1.1k proof read.

"word" - dialogue

❈ Note : My first Kinktober fic ever!! I hope y'all like it

❈ Glossary : Tweng - loin cloth, syulang - flower, sayrip - handsome, skxwang - moron.

ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ | ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ | ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ

It was a hot scorching day on Pandora, roaming on the long beaches was not a chance today, huddled in a mauri together minding their business, when a sudden delirious thought crossed your mind…

You looked around your friends and siblings around the room, kiri and rotxo were still underwater doing eywa knows what, your hand was itching to do something to your precious boyfriend, who sat beside you, the floor table in front of you gave the perfect coverage as your mind went out to more adventurous things you could do and one thing blew out the candle in your mind.

Ao'nung, unsuspecting of the incoming act, was startled when your warm hand brushed against his chest and stomach, his eyes going wide when your hand slide down to the band of his Tweng, that’s when stops your advances from reaching his cock, which was already starting to bulge, by grabbing your hand tightly on the wrist, glaring at you intently “what are you doing, syulang?!” His voice was stern yet quiet, almost threatening not to go further, but the growing bulge was saying otherwise.

Batting your eyelashes at him, a small pout forming on your lips “having some fun, sayrip, no one would know” your quiet little whisper was unheard by everyone in the room except him, he sucked in a breath, licking his lips, he wanted this but the risk was too great, Neteyam and tuk were napping, Lo’ak and Tsireya were to lost in each other to pay any attention.

A layer of sweat shone on his body as alarms blared in his mind but he was enjoying it too much to stop your hand that was now wrapped around his warm and pulsating dick, painfully erect as your thumb brushed against the dripping slit, already smeared with the beads of precum on the cloth, the damp patch on it was a solid proof of how much the situation turned him on.

Your hand never stops exploring when you bury your nose in his neck, taking a good sniff of his sea and salt musk, his arm instinctually going around your waist to hold you down, a soft whine accidentally escaping his lips when you twisted his bulbous tip slightly, just enough to let the feeling run up his spine, making goosebumps rise on his body in pleasure "y/n…shit don't do this" he groaned softly as his eyes fluttered close while he tried not to make any unexpected noise, "what? Why not?" You said with a sly smile, a voice so innocent and sweet it almost made him cum right then and there.

Your hand now squeezing and pumping up and down on his length while his fingers were tangled in your hair as mouth worked on his neck, fangs grazing enough to leave slight marks, tongue running down the span of his skin, the minute tang of saltiness from the beach filling your mouth, the sensation making your pussy drip and clamp around nothing, hidden behind its confines of your loin cloth, his eyes were wide from the efforts to not make any sound as well as to keep an eye for your brothers who were in the same room.

Ao'nung bit down on his hand as your hand went back up to his sensitive tip, your pinky slipping past his slit, slowly bottoming out to you knuckle, his breathing became erratic head thrown back in attempts to stay quiet, you looked up at him with a smirk and a playful gleam in your eyes.

"so much for being a "freak", right nung?" Your voice was barely above a whisper, the thrill of doing him in the same room as your brothers was insane.

"Skxwang…" he grunted out, letting his hand fall on your thigh, squeezing it hard as you removed your pinky out in an agonizingly slow pace, instead gripping the base of his cock tightly, flicking his balls earning a breathy yelp, which he quickly covered up by coughing as he held you tightly making sure it looked like you were just napping together as neteyam and lo'ak looked at your direction.

"You good, sis?" Your younger brother, lo'ak, asked suspiciously while tsireya dozed off in his arms.

You fained a yawn as if you just woke up from a nap "is something wrong, bro?" Faking a sleepy accent while stroking his throbbing dick under the floor table, squeezing it at several places, hidden from lo'ak's eyes.

"Yeah, I thought I heard…. Nevermind" he whispered looking confused at what that unusual sound was.

Ao'nung was sweating buckets, pressing his lips together in a thin line with a wobbly smile as your hand now gripped his balls, fondling with them even going far as to give some gentle pinches, his hand gripping your thigh in a death grip while he tired to maintain a straight face, surely leaving some handprints behind "it's okay, bro, i just had a cough" his voice hoarse from the restraints which was quite impressive to you.

Your brother just shrugged and went back to cuddling with his girlfriend and ao'nung went SLACK, face scrunched up as he bit his lip, eyes screwed shut "please… just do it!" He whimpered quietly.

You pumped his cock at a faster pace, the vigorous action had him biting down on your neck, his hands gripping your waist in a vice grip, a set of muffled sounds vibrating on your neck as he got closer to his release with each languid strokes "Fuck…y/n.."

"Is my dear boyfriend liking it?" You teased relentless, pumping him mercilessly as his mouth fell into an 'O' shape, hiding his face shameful in your shoulder as he came right in your palm, the milky white viscous liquid dripping down your wrist, pulling your hand out and bringing it to your mouth, licking each drop of his cum while staring at him in the eyes smirking as he sat there, head on your shoulder breathing heavily.

"I hate you…" his half hearted whisper only made a bubble of giggles rise up your chest "oh we both know the answer to that, baby" you said back with a wink "you still have to pay me back for this" which evidently made a grin form on his lips.

He grabbed your hand which was sticky from before and kissed it "you can count on me, sweetheart, I'll surely make it up to you" he said against your skin as he trailed a line of kisses from your plan to your lips "we'll see about that…" was your only response or the only thing you could say in between the kiss, brothers be damned.

𝐀/𝐧 : Ahhhhh my first Kinktober fic, I'm so happy, please like, reblog and comment to let me know if it's good 😊💚

Yawne : @taylormarieee, @persefolli, @eyweveng, @deadgirlrin, @eyrina-avatar, @avatarsslut, @neteyamsoare, @bobthe-turmpetman29, @nonniesworld, @myloveforyouisforever, @pandoraslxna.

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girlboypersonthingy · 7 months

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How would my Arcane girls (Jinx and Vi) react if they were chilling and lying on the bed with reader and reader told them: „I want to be honest with you. I’ve never kissed anyone, never been in a relationship before. You’re my first” and tried to quickly walk away because was afraid of response?

NOOO CUZ WHY IS THIS SO CUTE ??? I love this sm wow thank you❣️ I know Vi and Jinx gotta be pretty inexperienced too. Aww I 💜 these girls~ ENJOY ANON 😚

VI 💘

It was early morning, almost 6 am and the sun was just starting to make the room glow. As you open your eyes, you realize you’re not in your own bedroom. This realization startles you a bit and causes you to sit up rather quickly. Finally, you look over and see Vi laying on her back, hands tucked behind her head as she glances over at you. “Morning, sweetheart.” She was in a sports bra type of top and her cotton candy hair was a bit messy. You can’t help but struggle to catch your breath as you feel your stomach drop and your face become hot. You’d fallen asleep in a VI’s bed for the first time ever. “M-morning. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep in here last night I just-“ You lose your voice suddenly as she turns towards you and slides her hand to the back of your head.

Before you know it, she’s pulling you in towards her as her eyes flutter shut. Oh god…is this it? Your first kiss?! Something in you makes you pull away slightly as your breath finally catches in your throat. Despite your slight pull, Vi continues to move closer and closer. You nearly choke as you try to muster up the courage to tell her what’s on your mind.

“Vi! Wait! Uhm…uh.” She pulls away and loosens her grip on you, her eyes opening to catch a glimpse of your shocked expression. “I…I’m sorry, (Y/N).” She looks away as if she’s ashamed of what she just did, she doesn’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you don’t want to. “No no, it’s fine. I just…” She watches you closely, her mouth just barely hanging open. “Honestly…I’ve never kissed anyone before. I’ve never even dated anyone before you and I…I-I-“ Your train of thought has officially derailed, you’re just so close to her face and you’re still half asleep, your brain isn’t functioning correctly at the moment.

You decide to end your awkward suffering by quickly scurrying back to your own room and hiding from Vi for the next week, but as you try to stand from the bed, Vi grabs your arm firmly. As you turn to look at her, she loosens her hand on you but gently tugs at your arm. “Hey, don’t go. Finish what you want to say.” You’re hesitant to slump back into her bed but eventually you do, with bright red cheeks and avoidant eyes. You open your mouth to continue but the courage you felt a second ago is now long gone and only a soft whisper comes out before you divert your gaze from her. Vi decides to speak up instead.

“Well um…You’re uh…not my first kiss but you are my first serious relationship so I’m kinda new to this, too.” She pauses and lets out a frustrated sigh. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have tried anything, I just…I don’t wanna sound like a creep but I was watching you sleep for the last 20 minutes and you’re really fucking hot and you’re so kind and interesting and GOD you make me feel all giddy and excited and…like I have something to look forward to.” After her short ramble, she watches for your response with a small smile on her face.

“Well then…you can try to kiss me again if you want. Promise I won’t pull away this time.” Vi grins and let’s out a soft chuckle before she slowly leans in and presses her lips to yours, officiating your first kiss ❤️‍🔥

JINX 🦋

Jinx was bored, having no orders from Silco and nothing really major going on with her inventions and gadgets. She was having a sort of writer’s block but with chaos and fun. In response, she just had to come find you and bother you a bit for her own entertainment. Jinx scurries around to find you and she finally does, sitting on your bed fiddling with something. She silently sneaks up behind you then shouts as she grabs your shoulders. This causes you to jolt in your spot and let out a startled yelp which makes Jinx burst into laughter.

“Woo! That was a good one, I got you so good!” You smile and let out a nervous laugh as you relax your body again. You look back to see her sprawled out in the bed behind you, smiling so big. “You’re a jerk.” She just continues to laugh in reply. “What do you even want? Can’t you see I’m busy here.” Your tone was harsh but you’re having trouble holding back your smile and you just can’t fool Jinx. “Mmmmhhhmmm I see that smile, you’re not really mad at me.” Jinx slithers her way across the bed so fast it makes your head spin and suddenly, now she’s standing right in front of you and you have no way of hiding your face from her. You bite your lip and try to force the smile back and the look on your face gives Jinx an idea.

Jinx reached out to touch you and everything suddenly felt so unreal, like a dream or something. Her cold, thin fingers gently graze your cheek as she gives you a very convincing guilty puppy dog look, sticking her bottom lip out in a pout. Your smile has turned into a open mouth, wanting to speak but not sure what to say. She’s never touched you this way and her face has never been this close to yours. You don’t notice at first but you’re holding your breath, waiting to see where this is going.

“You’re not…really mad at me…right, (Y/N)?” Her voice is so soft compared to her normal volume and she really is a great actress, you’re not sure if this is real or not. Your voice begins with a squeak so you clear your throat and then finally respond. “N-no.” She moves closer, her eyes looking back and forth between your eyes and your lips, and you can feel her breath ever so slightly on your face. “Promise?” And all you can do is nod in reply. “Then show me you’re not mad at me…with a kiss.” She lets out a sweet giggle at the face you’re making then leans forward, her bright blue eyes closing slowly as you lean away. Suddenly, you catch your breath and now you’re panting and panicking.

“Jinx! Jinx, wait!” She pulls back, eyes wide as she watches you. “You… don’t want to kiss me?” Now you’re sure her sad expression is real. “No, I do but I uh…I-I’ve never…kissed anyone before though.” You look away from her and try to stand, wanting to get out of this excruciatingly embarrassing situation but before you can get to your feet, Jinx is smiling bigger than ever and she reaches out to hold your face in her hands again. She essentially pulls you back down by your blushing cheeks.

“OH MY GOD, YOU’RE SUCH A LITTLE VIRGIN!!! YOU’RE SO PRECIOUS!” She’s practically screaming as she pulls your face close to hers and gently touches the tip of her nose to yours. This makes you chuckle softly at how funny she is but you’re still nervous. “Sorry, I uh…I don’t really know how to-“ Jinx interrupts you by gently pressing a very soft and very quick kiss to your parted lips, literally making your heart stop. “There! Now you’ve kissed someone. The “first time” thing is soooo overrated. Nooowwww…I can teach you the good stuff.” She winks at you then bites her lip nervously. “If you want, I mean!”

She’s not trying to pressure you, she’s just over enthusiastic about kissing you for the first time and she wants more, but she also cares about you and your boundaries. So she watches your face as you think about it, her cheeks just barely pink with want for you.

“Okay fine, but no tongue.” “Awww what?! That’s the best part, (Y/N)!” “Ew, you’re so gross!”

And then you proceed to share lots of soft, small kisses with NO TONGUE and you two can’t stop laughing and smiling against each others’ lips.

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erin-bo-berin · 2 years

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I had a request for a smut where it’s your first time (obviously it’s not Steve’s) and he takes it nice and slow for the reader? -🦋

This makes me wonder, how old do you think Steve was when he lost his virginity? I know Barb made a passing comment about Tommy H. and Carol having had sex since middle school (which I know actually happens but the fact of kids THAT YOUNG having sex just blows my mind like wow)

But point being, I can imagine it coming up obviously between Steve and reader in a previous conversation and he said he lost his virginity at like 14 let’s say. And she’s just like “….you’ve got six years of experience and want to sleep with me what”

Harrington’s Got You

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warning: Smut

When the topic came up in your and Steve’s new relationship, your mind about exploded when he told you he’d lost his virginity at 14.

Not that it surprised you; you were sure there had never been a point he hadn’t been attractive.

Which made your confession even more embarrassing. He’d teasingly goaded you into telling him hold old you were when you lost your virginity.

“I’m…um, I’m still a virgin,” you mumbled, cheeks warming.

You knew it wasn’t something you should be ashamed about, but being with someone as gorgeous as Steve, as experienced as him, it made you feel a bit humiliated.

“Oh,” he whispered, the fact sinking in, “Oh. Oh shit.”

“Yeah,” you nodded, avoiding his gaze.

“Hey, no, no,” he said, reaching out for you, taking your hand in his, “I am in no way judging. I think I’m just more in shock.”

“What? Why?” you chuckled.

“I mean…look at you. I’m amazed guys haven’t thrown themselves at you,” he said, a smile twisting his lips.

“Well, thank you,” you laughed, “But, no. I just haven’t met anyone…special enough, I guess. That deserves it.”

But Steve had surprised you after that conversation. You were sure he’d be scared off, repulsed, maybe even pity you. He did none of those things.

He promised to never pressure you and if whenever you were comfortable, he’d take it at your pace. He stayed true to his word. It was so Steve-like, the memory made your heart flutter.

But now, you’d decided to take that next step in your relationship and you’d wanted it to be with Steve. When you’d uttered the words to him earlier during your particularly heated kissing, he’d looked at you in shock.

In fact, he still was, now.

“Are you sure?” he asked, hovering over you, uncertainly, “I don’t want to, if you aren’t absolutely sure.”

But, you were and you told him so.

“I’m absolutely sure,” you smiled up at him, biting your lip.

You were incredibly nervous, especially having very little knowledge of what to do when Steve had had years of experience. But, you trusted him. You trusted him enough that you didn’t have a doubt in your mind about your decision.

He kissed you so sweetly, hand gliding from the crook of your neck up to cup your cheek. Your mouth moved against his as he angled his head to deepen the kiss. His tongue swept over your bottom lip lightly, teeth gently tugging at it making you moan lowly.

As your lips parted, his tongue slipped inside your mouth, moving against your own. His hands slid along the contours of your body before easing you down flat on the bed.

He pulled away long enough to watch you as his warm palms slid under your shirt. This wasn’t anything new as there’d been plenty of bare skin touches between the two of you. In fact, you’d gotten as far as both of your shirts off before Steve would stop himself, wanting to respect your boundaries.

His fingers stroked your stomach softly as he studied you.

“You promise to tell me if you want to stop at any point?” he asked.

You nodded and he frowned.

“I need to hear it in words, Y/N. You promise?”

“I promise,” you breathed.

Satisfied with your answer, he let his lips fall back against yours and soon your shirt was being raised over your head and being pulled from your arms.

At least, they were until you got stuck.

Those smooth, romantic sex scenes you see in movies? Complete and utter bullshit. Of course, you expected that, but this was just ridiculous.

Steve was laughing, as he helped you free of the shirt that had gotten stuck around your elbow.

“Stop laughing at me,” you chuckled as the shirt finally came off.

His endearing smile was the first thing you saw when the shirt had cleared your head and you sighed dramatically.

“So much for the first time being romantic, huh?”

“It is as long as I’m with you,” he smiled softly, “Also, I’m not sure I tell you this enough, but your boobs are great.”

You threw your head back with a laugh, his comment being so random, you couldn’t help the giggles that came. A part of you realized, he was trying to help you relax and not be as nervous; you appreciated that so much.

“I think it’s only fair if you get stuck when your shirt comes off, now,” you teased.

Of course, like with everything he did, his shirt came off smoothly as he reached behind him and pulled it off.

“Show off,” you mumbled, fingers tracing his bare stomach.

“I couldn’t keep you waiting for the amazing view that’s my chest,” he smirked, leaning down towards your face again.

“I do like it, especially your chest hair,” you muttered against his lips as you kissed him.

He spoke again between your kisses.

“Who wouldn’t? Drives the ladies wild. Especially this one,” he smirked, slightly tickling your sides.

Your shriek of giggles made him laugh and he took the opportunity to place open mouth kisses down your neck. Your laughter faded quickly turning into soft gasps as he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot.

His lips trailed downwards, mouth arriving at the curve of your breasts. He placed teasing kisses along the cup of each bra before reaching behind you.

“May I?” he asked, looking up at you.

“Yes,” you confirmed, arching for him to have better access.

With nimble fingers, he had the garment unclasped in one swift movement.

“You’re way too good at that for your own good,” you grumbled, teasingly.

“All this time, I’ve been practicing for you,” he said with a roguish grin.

He slid each bra strap down with a soft kiss to each shoulder and you tried not to let nerves take over. He’d yet to see you naked and now that you were half naked in front of him, the cool air hitting your skin, you felt incredibly self conscious and exposed. If you felt this vulnerable now, you were afraid what you were going to be like when your pants were off too.

“Hey, don’t hide from me sweetheart,” he murmured, keeping you from hiding your bare chest, “I still stand by what I said and your boobs are incredible.”

You laughed again, instantly feeling more at ease. Steve Harrington was nothing if not a boob guy.

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?” he whispered.

“Okay,” you answered back, knowing just an answering nod wouldn’t appease them.

He kissed you, easing you into his next movements. His hands cupped your breasts, squeezing them gently, thumbs rubbing over your hardening nipples.

You might’ve gone feral.

It was one thing to be felt up through a bra or a shirt during your previous make out sessions, but this was a whole ‘nother level of feeling good.

His warm hands massaged them gently, teasing them, but he was just getting started. After breaking the kiss, his head lowered to your chest, kissing and licking both boobs, then taking your puckered nipple into his mouth and sucking.

“Oh shit,” you breathed, not expecting a simple act like this to be so erotic and to feel so incredible.

You felt your body hum while it simultaneously felt tight and achy. Your need for him started to cloud your brain and you voiced it.

“Please Steve, I want you,” you breathed.

“I know, baby, but I want to make sure you’re good and ready for me, okay?”

You whimpered your response, brain not entirely clear what he meant. You didn’t think of it while you both eagerly rid one another of pants. But then, you got your answer when his kisses planted along your body became lower and he was situated between your thighs.

“You trust me?” he asked.

“Of course, Steve,” you breathed, a moan falling from your lips as he traced his fingers over your core through the fabric of your underwear.

He tugged the material off, discarding it and cursed lowly.

“God, you’re so wet for me,” he whispered, in awe.

You felt your cheeks flush probably for the hundredth time since your intimacy began.

“Just means I’m doing my job well,” he smirked, kissing the inside of your thigh.

You sighed dramatically.

“You’re incorrigible.”

“But you love me,” he smiled.

“That, I do.”

Your sentence was cut off with a rough, slightly garbled mess of words and a moan as he pushed one finger into you. It wasn’t anything bad as you’d done the same on your own before. But you knew the big guns were still to come.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, “You’re gonna feel amazing, I know it.”

You made a promise then and there that when he was through with you, you were going to try your hardest to make him feel good too.

“Steve?” you whispered.

Your nerves must’ve been evident on your face because he was instantly on alert, stilling his movements, like he was afraid that one wrong move would break you like china.

“I’ve never had anyone…” you cut yourself off, swallowing thickly, “I’m not sure what to do.”

“Don’t overthink it, okay? Just listen to your body and do whatever feels good. But mainly, just lay back and let me take care of you.”

“Alright,” you said, following his instructions.

But your eyes stayed on his as he moved his finger slowly, gaze locked upon yours. His eyes were dark, concentrated on you and only you and making sure you were constantly okay.

“Okay if I go for a second?” he asked, it teasing your entrance, “It’ll be a little of a stretch, but it’ll feel good within a few moments.”

“Go ahead,” you urged.

“Just relax for me darling, okay?” he soothed, pressing another kiss to the thigh his head was laying on, his free hand stroking the outside of your other thigh.

True to his word, there was a moment of discomfort, which he quickly distracted you by when his mouth hit your clit. Tongue lapped at it gently while his fingers stretched you and it felt amazing.

“Fucking hell, you’re amazing at that,” you moaned.

You felt his chuckle against you and the vibrations made your hips buck. Your body truly knew what to do and how to react as he worked you into a fit of frenzy.

His fingers pumped and curled while his mouth licked and sucked at your clit, the building climax in your belly become more and more apparent.

“Steve,” you whined.

You hardly recognized your voice, the breathy moan and eagerness of it, but that was the power he had over you in this moment.

You came fast and hard, blinding white a flash behind your eyes as you clutched the bedsheets, moans falling from you in rapid succession.

When he sat back, he studied you carefully.

“Doing alright, baby?”

Your chest was heaving, your panting breaths from the intense orgasm and pleasure leaving you absolutely breathless. You were still a bit foggy, but managed to nod before you spoke.

“Your mouth needs to come with a fucking warning label,” you panted.

He let out a hearty laugh as you sat up.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Just don’t let it go to your head,” you teased, kissing him.

When your hand reached inside his pants, he grabbed your wrist, stopping you.

“You don’t have to. Not right now,” he said, knowing you were still getting used to intimacy and its acts.

“I want to,” you said, sitting on your knees, “Will you teach me how?”

He groaned low in his throat, reaching out to caress your cheek.

“How am I supposed to say no when you look at me like that?”

When he stood, quick enough to remove his pants, you gaped at his hardened cock. One, that was going to hurt like hell and two, your mind was reeling that he was so hard and throbbing—all because of you.

“If you’re worried it won’t fit, then don’t,” he chuckled, “I assure you, it will.”

“I hope,” you mumbled, unable to tear your gaze away, “I’m also kind of amazed.”

“What? Why?” he looked baffled.

“You’re that turned on…for me. Kinda mind blowing,” you laughed, hesitantly.

“Sweetheart, if only you knew how much you turn me on,” he mumbled, back in front of you again, “God, you get me so hard without trying.”

Your entire body heated, aching in more ways than one. You wanted him inside you, but you also ached to touch him and he must’ve seen the desire in your eyes because he reached for your hand gently, placing it on his throbbing cock.

“Like this?” you whispered, wrapping your hand around it firmly.

“Fuck, yes,” he breathed, “Baby, your touch, fuck.”

You pumped him slowly, then leaned down kissing the head, running your tongue over it.

He hissed, looking down at you through lidded eyes.

“Now what?” you asked.

“Take me in your mouth like—fuuuuck,” he groaned.

You felt yourself throbbing even more intensely. Even though he’d just given you the best orgasm you’d ever had, here you were aroused all over again just because of his moans.

Your tongue swirled lazily then you hollowed out your cheeks at his instruction and he pretty much became unable to form words other than praises for you, broken by moans.

“Sweetheart, Jesus, you’re gonna have to stop,” he breathed, pushing you away after a few moments.

“Did I do something wrong?” you asked, brows furrowing.

Now his chest was heaving, but he managed to let out a small chuckle.

“No, baby. If you kept doing that, I was going to cum down your throat and that’s not something I’m gonna make you do—especially it today.”

You had to admit the idea was quite appealing.

As he kissed you, he laid you back against the bed gently, knees parting your thighs. The nerves started to kick in again although you tried to hide it from Steve. But, he could read your body language way too well.

“You’re sure you still want to do this? We can stop if you want to, Y/N.”

“I’m sure. I’m just nervous,” you admitted.

“I got you,” he reassured you, “I’ll take it as easy as you want, alright?”

“Alright.”

You felt the head teasing your entrance and once he pushed in slowly, you winced. It wasn’t as much as pain as it was extreme discomfort—the feeling of something foreign invading the tight cavern of your pussy.

He stilled, giving you a moment. His eyes never left your face as he stroked a thumb over different places on your face. Across your cheekbone, your brow, across your Cupid’s bow as he waited for your affirmation to move a bit more.

With a nod, he pushed a bit more of his girth into you and you hissed, biting your lip. He was big and you could feel him stretching you to the point you were sure you would hear your muscles snap or something akin to that, it was that tight of a fit.

“You’re doing so good, baby. Can you take a deep breath for me?”

Steve rubbed your sides as you did so, pushing fully in as you took a deep breath.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, not entirely sure in the moment of the sentiment was from the discomfort or the fact it did feel good.

“Still with me?” he asked, taking extra time to take sure you were okay before moving.

“I won’t be if you give me another mind blowing orgasm,” you mumbled sarcastically and he laughed in return.

He started moving gently as he kissed you, mumbling praises that you took him so well and were doing so good for him.

After a few thrusts, the discomfort dissipated and it truly did start to feel better. You still felt awkward and clumsy but you tried to listen to your body as Steve had instructed earlier.

Your hands came up to his shoulders, then to his back as he moved in a measured pace, making sure not to hurt you.

“You can go faster,” you whispered against his lips, assuring him you were okay.

He followed your command, his hips picking up pace. You were amazed that without much thought that your body truly knew what to do. Your hips rose and fell to meet his, chasing the feeling of pleasure as he rubbed against your walls.

Jesus, had you been missing out. Missing out on him as well. It was his first time exploring your body and even through the awkwardness and your timid nervousness, it was still purely, fucking amazing.

As your bodies became acquainted with one another, they rocked against each other, your moans mixing with his.

“You’re so beautiful,” he grunted, head dropping as his release was coming swiftly.

As much as you didn’t want the bliss to end, you were chasing that high again, the electric, lightning zapped feeling he’d made you feel from earlier. The building orgasm expanded tenfold when his thumb circled your clit. Within a blink of an eye, you were back in the throes of passion.

Pressed as close as you could to him before your release hit, you felt him shudder against you as he came with a groan, holding you tightly against him.

You practically collapsed into the bed, melting from the sheer exhaustion and overload of pleasure that was taking up space in your body at the moment. Steve’s hand came up to your face, pushing your sweaty hair off your face, fingertips grazing over your closed eyelids, lightly.

“You still with me, Y/N?” he asked softly, sounding as drained as you felt.

“Get back to me on that in 3 to 5 business days,” you groaned, face breaking into a grin when you heard him laugh.

You eyes opened and he gazed at you, concern still lingering in it.

“I didn’t hurt you did I?” he frowned as he stroked your jaw.

“No, you were wonderful,” you smiled shyly, “Just one complaint. I’m gonna be walking with a limp for days.”

You actually groaned when he pulled out of you, the sudden loss making you feel empty in a way you’d never experienced before. You watched in confusion as he walked to the bathroom and you heard the faucet running.

He came back, ibuprofen bottle in one hand and a glass of water in the other. He laid it on the bedside before rejoining you in bed, pulling you in for some cuddles.

“Take two of those later, that should help with the pain,” he said, kissing your cheek.

“You’re too good to me, Steve.”

“As I said before, I got you. I always will.”

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silvershiningtarot · 1 year

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💭♥️😘PAC 18+ What are their thoughts when they dream about you?

*Take what resonate and take a five second to breathe and don’t just look at the pretty pictures. Trust your intuition.Reblog and comment. ENJOY! 💋😊♥️*

Pile1:

• When they dream about you, the first thing that goes through their mind is that you have mother issues or you don’t get along with your mother like that. I heard them say “I wanna keep you safe.” They think that you could be the one for them, you might be their high vibe soulmate. You two are highly connected to each other. They think that you and them will have awesome chemistry together especially when they are dreaming about you. I heard that they’ve been dreaming about you, they’ll never wanna get out of their dream when they are dreaming about you. Haha 😂 They'll wanna marry you in their dream, So will you marry them? Getting on one knee just pops the question, they think that you are their wife or husband. You can be their mentor or they are your mentor when they are dreaming. Helping you with your issues with your mother for some of you. They think you are childlike, so kiddish you are, seeing themselves having so much fun with you. You probably are goofy, have a goofy personality, probably an extrovert. Probably loves to play video games or watch Disney movies and do the dance moves or sing along. Haha I can see them enjoying that with you. I heard them again “You bring out the kid in me.” They think that you are their beloved, their queen or king and their goddess or god. I can see them being your biggest fans. They want you to keep an open mind to them or they wanna keep an open mind about you. I heard that they’re searching for you in everybody else. You should let go of control, if you are a control freak then you should let go of control. Can’t control every situation or anything just flow. That’s what they think about you when they are dreaming, especially in dreams let the dreams unfold to you. I heard that they wanna come to you but some of y’all minds are too busy and you shoving them away, it’s not your fault because I understand some of us have busy life or stressed out 😰. I believe that your FS is sending you signs about these red flags 🚩 in your dreams and they wanna send them to you but I believe some of you is pushing them away. That’s why it’s saying let your friends, family or someone help you. I heard them say to you in their dreams “You are so guard, let me in let me in.” I think that some of you should listen to that song by Miley Cyrus Wrecking Ball. In their mind they believe that you are the one for them, this could be the one for me. If you have supportive friends or family for some of you, let them help you. Most of you if you have supportive family or friends if it none then let the universe take control.

Channel Message: “Baby listen to me, I’ve admired you so much. It’s like I can’t explain how much I wanna tell you that I love you, when I dream about you it’s like my whole world exists again. It’s been foggy 😶‍🌫️ in my life it’s like can’t see shit until I saw you. I miss coming to your dreams. Do you miss me? I fucking do. I am coming towards you soon, I’ve been social media fronting maybe I am or kinda I’m sorry I’ve been going through a lot of bullshit left to right, I need see your face, you give those butterflies 🦋 in my stomach. You my heaven to my hell. I’m going through hell now, I’m frustrated, I'm sorry I wanna vent to you real quick. Whenever your ear ringing manifest me or manifest your Twin flame, Woah 🤯 I can’t believe that came out my mouth. Baby if you are my Twin Flame then manifest me come in believe baby! Believe. Think positive anyways. Our past life repeats over and over again. Ugh!! No!. Tie Me Up babe get that frustrated out of me, I want you to be my Shawty!! Please , Do you like it when I beg for you?🤤🤤 Mmm 😋 thinking of you being pregnant fucking turns me on hard. Sloppy Toppy on me 🤤 I wanna go deep in you hard you bring that fire 🔥 in me fucking you hard hard!. Rough sex you until you are out of breath, I want your nails on my back. Okay I’m sorry I can’t control myself when I talk about you … Mmm 😋 Juicy you are. We were Past Life Opps but I don’t give fuck if we were enemies before you ain’t my enemy anymore, so let me be your boyfriend, you got any sexy nicknames for me, cuz I got plenty in my mind if you wanna know. Here’s a song I wanna do with you.”

Pile2:

• The thoughts about you when they are dreaming of you. Is that you are their Romantic 💘 soulmate, you are their best friend, they trust you and they can tell you anything. You understand them and they understand you. It’s like you two get along in the dream with them. They think that you are an entertainer, probably some of you dances, do comedy or just a bomb ass performer. Again!! They think that you are their soul teacher, you can be their mentor for some of you or most of you they are your mentor. Spiritually growing with them. Haha 😂. They think that you’ll love having sex in the kitchen or maybe that’s your fantasy lol 😂. Or there’s fantasy’s to do with you. Your FS thinks that you are fear of being alone, probably scared of people leaving your side or I can heard them say “Don’t be afraid or scared I’m right here with you.” So I think that they think that you are fucking animated, you make them laugh in their dreams just way you explain things you just animated as hell. I’m also getting that they believe you are dramatic, but so what so am I. US DRAMATIC PEOPLE!!! Anyways they can sense that you’ve been trapped inside your own bubble too scared to get out of your comfort zone. Or some of you can be rock and rolls 🎸🎸🎸. Play it! Thoughts about you when they are dreaming about you is that, you should love yourself first before anyone else including them. Or when you start loving yourself more, it makes them romantically attractive to you more. I heard them saying “Fucking Stand Up for yourself, Embrace that sweet voice of yours.” So that’s exactly what they are telling you to do. They are attractive to you when they are dreaming about you, because in their eyes you are so beautiful. Also you are very playful, so goofy I swear when you are around them, you are animated as hell. Very soon clearly decide what you want beauties. Have faith and trust this is yours and that’s what I got from them, thinking that you have trust issues, you doubt a lot. Don’t feel like you deserve this and that’s exactly what their thoughts are. Pay attention to those red flags 🚩 surrounding you. Be cautious about what’s around you. Free Yourself whatever baggage’s you got holding you back.

Channeled Message: “The moment I saw you, you fucking blew me the hell away, it’s was like love at first sight. Soon your phone will be ringing, it’s me pick up!. Get away from it and get away from those bad people who hurt you or anything. I love working with you, it’s so much fun and I can’t wait to work with you again and collaborate with you again. That’s shit is fucking fun!. So when I dream about you it’s like a dream come true, I wake up with you in my mind and even daydream about living with me. I know it sound fucking crazy. Am I crazy? Can I be your little pet? I’ll do anything for you. We are already married spiritually, so we just have to make it 3D, so let's make our love fantasy come true babe. Let me make you smile, until you can’t smile no more until we go on with our next life together. I know it isn’t fair I’ve kept you waiting but isn’t fair to tell you to wait for me but can you wait for me, this is destiny and I wanna make love to you, I feel so romantic with you, babe you make me happy. Let me do that for you. You are a runner, I'm a chaser, I love a challenge. You are so hard to get and that turns me on even more and it scares me moving forward sometimes. I want your help please help me baby. I trust the shit out of you, plus I want you to come and play with me for a little while. Do me a favor please? Don’t forget me or don’t give up on me especially Us!! Can you promise me that, I don’t care if you fall in love with someone else as long as you promise you give us a real chance. 5D We are married no matter what. That ain’t going to change my feelings for you. I gotta song for you to listen. When I think about you or dream about you baby. Keep your head up sexy, I’m coming in your dreams soon pay attention to it.”

Pile 3:

•Their thoughts while they are dreaming about you, is crazy 😜. They sense that you can be a traveler or you love to travel a lot. Love to learn about the cultures, backgrounds of your ancestors and discovering truth about your heritage lines. I heard them saying “Love your knowledge.” So they’ll love that you are so smart even if you aren't book smart, you'll be educated enough to discover the truth of your heritage and your experiences. Anyways they know that you are their romantic 💘 soulmate, you’ll their best friends again they trust you with anything, even if they are dreaming about you they feel safe in that dream. They think that you are afraid of being alone, similar to pile 2. They think they have a soul contract with you, it’s been written between you and them and you're meant to break this curse by family, Friends, or just karmic people who you have karmic with. It’s destiny between you and them and that’s it fate. They are thinking that you should stay optimistic about your love life with them, because you need to release this ex of yours not just an ex but family, friends, or siblings or whatever the case may be needed to let them go. You deserve love, that's exactly what they are feeling… YOU DESERVE LOVE!! you deserve their love 💕. I heard them say, “Let me be yours,” let me be the love of your life.” They have romantic feelings for you, it’s real and it’s worth exploring with you. That’s exactly what they are feeling. It seems like your partner is very passionate about you and feels heavy when they are dreaming about you. For some of you I believe this is your soulmate. They think that you and them have good chemistry together. You two just match. Oh. Yeah for most of you I believe this is your twin flames 🔥 as well.

Channeled Message: “You’re perfect to me, the moment I saw you in my dreams I didn’t wanna come out. It’s like I wanna tell someone about you, but my friends make fun of me when I tell them about my dreams about you. They don’t think you are fucking real. Maybe they are right? Or am I just delusional, you are just in my head. I don’t know if I feel so damn stupid about this or I feel ducking alone, why can it be like the nightmare of Elm street just pulled you out of my dream. I’ve felt at home with you, your energy makes me feel safe. Do you feel the same? When I dream about you and I can hear your voice it feels like heaven to me, keep talking to me. Do you feel delusional about this? Or am I trippin. I’m just missing your sweet voice in my dreams. I know stupid of me to listen to my stupid Friends. I’ve been social media fronting. I know you’ve been thinking I am a fake but I ain’t. Your throne is waiting for you next to mine, What are you waiting for? Come on .. I want you to stay away from this bullshit don’t believe my friend's baby as long as you believe in us. I feel like you are my twin flame or is it you my soulmate, Man who gives a shit about the label I just know that I fuck with you. I’m feeling stuck right now can you please be patient with me I’m begging 🥺. I wanna lay in bed with you all day and just get lost into each other. I am flirting with you, Do you feel me touching you? I am feeling yours. I am on my way to you, I sense you close to me. I just wanna take care of you, let me ask you this babe. Do you want to be my girlfriend? I wanna be your boyfriend. Here’s a song I got for you to listen to.”

Comment & Reblog This Post….. Enjoy this beautiful pile did for you my lovely 🥰 and this is general reading take what resonates and what doesn’t!.

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rues-daya · 1 year

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✨🦋You (Learned To) Like Pretty Things, Too🦋✨

a/n: thank you for all the love and encouragement that you all give! I'm grateful for every pair of eyes that land on my scribbling! I love me some soft!Fontaine and I hope to do more of these! tell me what you think!

warnings: MINORS DNI, 18+, cursing, long-fic, sensual/erotic moments, clothing kink, weed/smoking,

Fontaine pulled up outside of your work, leaning up against his car and looking like an absolute dream after such a tedious week. You met him with a sweet kiss, smiling against his lips when he hummed.

"Now why you tryin' to get me in trouble with Ms. Glenda?" Fontaine pinched your chin when you pulled away. He took your hands into his, rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles.

Your face felt hot. You sorta forgot that you were still in the middle of your work's parking lot, but who would really care anyway?

The entire week you worked your ass off and cleaned up the messes of other overworked employees. You deserved a public smooch at least.

You took a peek over your shoulder.

Sure enough, there was Ms. Glenda slow-moseying to her car as she looked over her shoulder at the both of you.

That old woman was the gossip. Anything that she hears, everyone will have heard by the next business day.

" 'Night, ma'am!" you called, giving a wave and not waiting to see Ms. Glenda's response. Fontaine snickered at your wide-eyed expression of embarrassment, opening the passenger door for your escape.

"Good night, ma'am." Fontaine called as he rounded to the driver's side. You couldn't hear what Ms. Glenda said, but it made him shake his head with a little grin.

'Messy ol' granny...'

Once inside the Pontiac, you felt the greys of the day melt onto the road.

Fontaine's fingers tapped a rhythm on your thigh and he cruised right onto the highway.

At your questioning look, he just shrugged a bit, "Missed you, wanna ride around for a bit witchu."

You smiled and snuggled into the passenger seat, "Well, that's fine then! "

He patted your thigh and asked you to put on some music. While slipping through stations, you told him about your day. The emails you send and the calls you had to suffer. Off went your wedges and you took the tie from you hair, scratching your fingers into your thick roots.

Eventually your conversation lulled with the both of you enjoying the ride. Fontaine's ass would mess around and drive out of state if you didn't have to clock in the next morning.

The thought left you feeling dreamy. You and Fontaine trade in your cars for a little RV and you both roam the states. You yearned to see Fontaine beneath the the open sky, you wanted to kiss him and taste salt water on his lips. There was something about him that gave you the impression that he'd love camping.

'Soon,' you promised yourself, feeling around for a moment before Fontaine's hand found yours.

"Fontaine!"

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"Why you sayin' my name like that? I ain't even touchin'you like I wanna..."

Fontaine's tone was teasing and his golds flashed with a smile that ignited the butterflies in your stomach.

Your mouth dropped open when Fontaine made one final right. Then you were parked in a tucked away space, facing familiar frosted windows.

A bougie boutique that you were brave enough to peruse only online. They had the best quality stuff when it comes to luxury and it wasn't that far away from where you worked. How Fontaine found out, you'd never know.

"How'd you know about this place, 'Taine?"

"What, shit's exclusive or something?"

"No. At least...um, can they do that?"

"It ain't--I checked for memberships an' all that shit."

Of course Fontaine checked, because he's Fontaine. If the boutique did have a membership, not only would you be enrolled but he'd probably be extra about any available perks as well.

You couldn't explain the sudden feeling of shyness that came over you.

As if could see them fluttering into your chest, Fontaine reached out and tipped your chin towards him.

"Now, lemme say that you be wearin' them slacks lately, sexy as hell."

"You think my slacks are sexy?"

"Sexy as hell," Fontaine patiently assured, "I wanna see somethin' else though. You've been working hard and what you be sayin' to me? You deserve nice things."

His imitation of you made you grin but you couldn't stop the sass.

"Hm, a lot of people say that y'know."

Fontaine hummed and brought his face closer, now squishing your cheeks to kiss your pursed lips. He moved back just enough to ask,

"Remember our deal?"

"Ye', I r'member ouhr deah."

"Good. Imma give you a stack an' your going spend it on what you want. You gonna bring me change?"

"...No..."

That got you another kiss before he released you to smile-pout to yourself.

"That's what I wanna hear. Now let's get go fo' I take your pretty lil' self to the back seat."

"Yes, Big Daddy 'Taine."

.....

You opened the front door when you heard Fontaine pull up, staying behind the wood for a few final moments as he swept in like a rain cloud.

"So, you gonna tell me why you've been duckin' me all day--

His grumbling snapped off into a grunt at the sight of you. Grinning while you locked up, you couldn't help but to think 'success!' as his silence stretched on.

Fontaine could only stare, expression both stunned and delighted. Eyes running from your hair to your heels, taking a half step back to take in more of you.

He ran his hand down his face and the motion made your mutinous brain blurt a thought about him not being into it. Was it too much? Too dramatic?

"Jesus Christ of Nazareth."

Covering your face as you lost battle with your composure, you went a little pass him to strike the pose you've been practicing for hours.

"Just call me 'pretty', that'll do just fine."

He whistled lowly, swiftly getting back in your space. He pulled you into his arms, twisting you both and looking down at your swishing hem. You couldn't help but to ask if he liked it.

"Don't ask me questions like that when your lil' ass was holding out. How the hell did you hide this from me anyway?"

"If you must know, a lady can get a lot of mischief done in 20 minutes when left on her own," You batted your eyes at him coyly, "That move you had to shoot while we were at the boutique gave me more than enough time."

For all appearances, you appeared to be a professional burlesque dancer. Your hair bounced as a result of a bomb perm rod set and you wore his favorite perfume.

The panty set you wore were only gleaming, clear quartz beads strung daintily together, acting more like decorations. The matching bra gave you the perfect push n' plump. That wasn't all, though.

You found a radiant corset, the butterscotch color adoring your brown skin when you had it on. Handsewn with champagne and clear crystals, some close into the fabric while others trickled down on silk strings. It bracketed your cinched form prettily and it reminded you of twinkling stars.

Honestly, the corset was for Fontaine and the robe was for you. The color was the same of the corset and the completed look cast you into a glow. Soft, extremely sheer material that was lined with plush faux fur at the sleeves and hem. Whenever you walked, it felt as if you were being followed by clouds.

You decided to wear it beneath the corset to an attendant's suggestion. It sealed the deal and even you couldn't help but flaunt to yourself in the mirror as you finished getting ready

He groaned appreciatively as he ran a few knuckles along the curves of the corset, going down onto a knee to peer closer at the beading and crystals. He lifted he hem of your robe, making an appreciative noise at the of the texture. The sight was enough to take your breath away.

"I have go back and tip those ladies again." you made a note to yourself.

"This is some good shit, pretty girl." he rubbed at your cinched waist and chewed his lip at the sight asking,

"Ain't think you'd do me like this. You good, though? Are you comfortable--these shits can get tight."

Already expecting the question, you nodded as sincerely as you could, "Those women there are the experts. Took really good care of me. One of them said this is something like training wheels to what she normally wears--it's more comfortable than I thought."

"Good. This a bad mu'fucka, goddamn." Fontaine stared up at you with hungry eyes, "Matter of fact, c'mere sweet thing..."

He stood and herded you to the couch and sat you down, then sitting flush at your side to press a kiss to your lips. Every other kiss would come with a grunt or a mutter to himself about how pleased he was that you were all for him.

The last of your anxiety slipped away. Fontaine's hands-on rumination lulled you into that buzzy space where you wanted nothing but pull him on top of you.

Then he had to be disruptive, suddenly standing as if he got popped with hot-comb.

""Hold on, lemme wash my hands--better yet, lemme go shower real quick."

You turned away from him, dramatically rearranging your furred hem, "Oh, so you're just going to leave me here like this?"

Honestly, you were expecting some bodice ripping. Maybe him bending you over and knocking a few beads off of you. You pouted up at him, hard.

Fontaine's leaned down enough to press a kiss to your nose, pulling back enough so you can see his eyes drink in your form up close.

"I ain't touching my sweetie with dirty hands and when I come back, I'm takin' my time." he pinned you with a fervent look when your eyes finally met.

"So, have all that you want done by the time I'm back on this couch. Understood?"

Your answer was fluttering your robe around yourself, curling a leg up onto the couch and draping your arms along the back of it.

Fontaine's grin was smooth as he clasping his hands before him, you saw him considering to stay for a moment before he turned away. A moment later, there was the sound of something clattering into the tub and the shower turning on.

You laughed up at the ceiling and couldn't help kicking out your legs giddily. All your jitters gone now and replaced with anticipation, you got to your feet to get one more thing.

......

It felt like ages before Fontaine returned, but when he did you sat up straight.

You smiled at the way he stopped to take you in again, unfairly handsome in his black tank and grey sweats.

Feeling foxy, you crooked your finger at him to come closer and his answering laugh held promise at it's center. When he was close enough, you lifted a leg to show him your pointed heel.

Fontaine's gaze kept yours while he took hold of your ankle. He took another half step closer, the heel of your pointed-toe pump pressing into his sternum.

"You found 'em " he breathed, running his fingers along where the soft, crème suede meet your skin. He felt the point of the shoe, down the arch, and along the heel before placing it back onto his chest.

"Mhm! The pointy-shits! I had to make my own pompom, but I think it's cute. What do you think?"

Fontaine didn't say anything at first. He pulled your leg across his lap when he sat down next to you. Fontaine ran his free hand down from your ankle to where jewel met softness, making your breath stutter.

"I ain't doin' much thinking. Just wanna to feel you."

You shivered in anticipation. You kept your leg straight as it was lifted to meet Fontaine's face. One of his hands was busy kneading your thigh as he closely inspected the mesh before rubbing his cheek against it.

"Fontaine..." You couldn't help the girlish giggle. He gave a roguish grin before hiking your leg higher, making you squeak. The robe spilled around your semi-split and Fontaine gave a lewd whistle as he stared between your legs.

"Do you like the color? I know how you feel about purple and all, but gold has been growing on me lately."

"Gold is all you ever are, baby."

"Oh my--stop it, you!" You shook him off and primly scooted to lounge on the opposite end of the couch.

Fontaine was set to prowl after you when you held up a finger to him. You pulled out a blunt and lighter from your cleavage and presented them to him, wriggling your brows.

Fontaine's head reeled back before he chuckled. He came close enough to take it, and you plucked another one out as you stretched your legs back over his lap.

He shook his head and flicked the lighter, both of you sharing a flame. You leaned back into the arm of the couch and sent your smoke into the air.

You both sat there, smoking and enjoying the sight of each other. Despite you being the one wearing all the fluff and fancy, Fontaine had those arms out and the scent of his soap wafted enticingly every time he ashed his blunt.

His expression was soft, those jewel-dark eyes roaming all over you when he finally spoke,

"Thank you...for doin' this."

"Thank you? Why would you thank me?"

"I know I can be a bit...assertive at times. I ain't want you to think I wanna control you, y'know wha' I'm sayin?"

You only nodded your head, looking at where the smoke curled away from the tip of his blunt.

"I like being seen by you. You showed me things I didn't--I convinced myself not to want and now...I want them. I only want them from you."

The words drifted in silence as Fontaine's eyes finally still on yours, prompting you to continue.

"I wanna know you want, 'Taine. How can I give it to you?"

"Lookin' like what you are. Valuable. Precious. My perfect lil' Venus. Anythin' I could want--you already gave. Just tryin' to catch up."

"You already did, pretty." Fontaine ran a finger from your knee to the tip of your heel, reverently.

Your eyes misted as you as you lost your words. Speechless, you only wanted one thing in the moment.

Fontaine saw the change in you, putting out his blunt the same time as you in time to welcome you back into his embrace. You pushed a little more until you stretched over him in a sprawl.

Words couldn't express how you felt, the feeling bouncing in your heart. Love didn't seem like it was enough. All you could do was kiss him and hoped that he understood.

He enveloped you at once with restless hands. You chimed beneath his touch as he felt every crystal and bead, leaving them to swing against each other as he moved on.

Fontaine kissed you slowly, savoring every sound you made. Teasing you for more, pulling away enough to make you lean after him. You wanted to feel more of him, running your hands beneath his tank to the warm skin beneath.

When you felt his hands go to the back of your corset, you wriggled in protest until Fontaine pulled back with a pout that had you laughing.

"Don't make that face, I almost forgot--I got something for you, too"

Fontaine released you pretty easily at that, but you didn't have to go far. You reached beneath the couch to pull out a small box. Still sitting on his lap, you flicked off the lid to show him what was inside.

Brow raised, Fontaine reached out to remove the polaroid camera from it's casing. You bit your lip, feeling where he was hard beneath you.

"So, I was thinking, we could start a little...album together." You whispered, resuming your sprawl across his chest after tossing the box aside, "Of all the things I wear for you. Maybe this is more of a gift for the both of us but wouldn't it be fun?"

After all, you hadn't even touched the other things you've brought from the boutique. All of your focus was on pulling a fast one on Fontaine. He shifted, briefly pressing against you as he sat up further against the arm of the couch.

Much to your delight, you can tell Fontaine was flustered. He was fiddling with the camera, his smile surprisingly meek as he finally spoke,

"Can I take one for my wallet?"

"Anything for you, Big Daddy 'Taine."

Fontaine's smile appeared in full force and it felt so good to see that you sighed, melting against him and meeting in the middle for a other kiss.

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